Written by women

Heated Argument

My boyfriend and I had a pretty vanilla sex life but when he came back from one of his many trips I decided to go all in and make him hate me or hate fuck me.

A call on Saturday morning

She was out side in the garden pulling weeds on a Saturday morning, when her cell phone rang. “Hello” she said.
“What are you doing?” he said
“Working in the garden.”
“Stop, right now and go into the house!” Her breath caught in her throat and her heart started pounding at the commanding tone of his voice.
“Yes, sir” she whispered as she stood and went into the house.
“Go into your room, take out your small dildo and pull down your pants”
“I have it sir my pants are down”
“Suck and lick your dildo, I want to hear your wet mouth on it”
“Yes, sir”. She held the phone to her mouth as she lick and suck the rubber cock making it wet with her saliva.
“Now set on the phone on loudspeaker then put it on the bed, open your pussy with one hand and stuff the wet dildo into your pussy, tell me as each inch go in.”
“Yes sir” she did as instructed laying the phone on the bed after switching it to loudspeaker. She spread her pussy lips with the thumb and finger of her left hand and presses the tip of the rubber cock to the opening of her pussy.
“The head is pressing into my pussy, sir. Now sliding in the first inch. Now sliding to the second inch sir, .starting on the 3rd…”
“On my count of three you will have the full 6 ½ inches inside you understand.. One two three!” He could hear her slam the dildo into place in her pussy trying to make his count, he know that last ½ inch would have been a hard fit when she was not fully relaxed and turned on. “Now turn it so the balls are pressing your clit and pull your pussy lips down over the end of the dildo. Then pull up your panties and pants and do them back up. When you are redressed sit on the edge of the bed and pick up the phone.”
He listened to the whisper of fabric as she redressed. The sound of the zipper going back up, her little moan as she sat on the bed, pressing the dildo hard into her cunt.
“I am here sir.”
“Good girl, now I want you to go back to the garden and get on your hands and knees as you pull weeds. I want your pants pulled high around your waist to hold that dildo in place, as you weed and crawl around the garden. Do not stand up before I call again, if you need something crawl to get it, and don’t think I won’t know if you don’t.”
“Yes, sir. How long until you call again sir?”
“That is none of your business pet. Now go into the garden then hang up and put your phone in your pocket.”
“Goodbye, sir.”
“Good pet”
She pulled her pants high around her waist letting the crotch cut into her pussy lips, then knelt in the garden. Her pussy throbbed with the feel of the dildo pressed hard into her cunt, the head on her cervix. Each movement causing the dildo to rub back and forth as she crawled along the flowerbed pulling weeds. She could feel her pussy juices starting to soak her panties as she move from bed to bed. How long had it been? She felt flushed and hot as she worked the knees of her pants damp from the dirt. Her palms sweating inside her gloves. She jumped as her phone rang and vibed in her pocket. She fumbled with the phone trying to get her glove off while staying on her hands and knees. “Hello……sir”
“Good girl” he said as he sat in his car just down the street where he had been watching her. He watched her pulling weeds and crawling thru the dirt and wait until he saw her moving her hips to rock the dildo inside her as she worked. He did not even think she realized that she was swing her hips and humping the dildo as she worked.
“Now crawl to the end of the flower bed, sit up on to your heels with your ankles crossed and then put the phone back to your ear.”
“Yes sir” she tucked the phone into the front of her blouse and crawled the length of the flowerbeds. She wondered if any of her neighbors saw her as she moved down the flowerbed, did they wonder what she was doing? She crossed her ankles and sat up and back on to her heels the end of the dildo landed directly on her heel forcing it deeper into her. Her breath was coming in short pants as she fished the phone out of her shirt and put it to her ear.
“You are such a good girl today pet! Here is what you are to do next. Get up and walk to the front porch, take off your shoes and socks being sure to bend down and untie each one and remove them one at a time by hand. Then come back on the phone.”
“Yes, sir. May I stand now sir?”
“Oh you are a good girl today! Yes pet you may stand now.”
He watched her stand and move to the front porch. He could barely see her as she bent to remove the items as instructed.
The dildo pressed deep inside her as she stood and walked slowly to the front porch, the dildo sliding a little out of her as she walked due to her flowing juices. At the porch she bent to undo her shoes her pants crotch pressing the dildo back inside her rubbing her clit and pussy lips as she shifted position. Each little move she made as she took off each item causing it to shift and rub inside her. She stood up and took the phone from her blouse again, “I am ready for your next instruction sir.”
“Are you my pet? We will see, walk up to the front door and open it but do not enter. Once the door is open put your phone on speaker and lay in on the floor inside the door. Then slowly remove your blouse and pants and stand in front of the door.”
“Sir? Please sir someone might see!”
“Of course they will, that is the point to show what a little slut you truly are now do it or the game is over!!”
“Yes sir.” She whispered. Then pressed the button to switch the phone to speaker as she walked slowly toward the door. Her hand on the doorknob she hesitated her breath coming in short worried pants.
“Open the door NOW!”
She jumped as she realized that he could see her and if he could others could. She opened the door and laid the phone on the floor. Slowly button-by-button she undid her blouse until it hung open.
“Come on pet, you can do it take it off.”
Her blouse slide off her shoulders and dropped to the porch behind her. Her thoughts raced who would see her? What would they think? Would it turn them on? Could they really see anything as she was facing the open door any way?
“Now the pants.”
She undid the button and zipper then slowly slid the pants down over her hips letting them drop to a puddle at her feet.
“Now step out of your pants and turn around and pick up the blouse and pants. Stand facing away from the door and fold each item of clothing your dropped.”
Her breath caught in her chest as she stepped out of the pants and slowly turned. She keep her eyes down, even if someone is there I can’t see them she thought as she did as she was told.
“Now walk to the edge of the porch and put them next to your shoes, then walk back to the door and stand facing the doorway.”
Her body trembled from head to toe but she did what he said, keeping her head and eye down so she could not see anyone, if they were even there.
He could see her shaking from where he sat and watched her, this was better then he thought she would be able to do. He wondered if she thought everyone was watching her but he knew that there was no one on the street, maybe they watched from their houses but that view would be obstructed at best. He watched her lower the clothes to the porch step. “STOP!” She froze in place still facing the street head down. “I know you can hear me you just proved it. Now take off your panties and bra and put them on the pile before you walk back to the doorway. Oh and don’t lose the dildo from your hot wet cunt when you do it.”
She could not believe this, that he was asking her and that she was doing it as she walked to the porch step in only her panties, bra and dildo. She froze at his voice it seemed so loud. Her whole body shook as she listened to his instructions. Oh my god she couldn’t do that she just couldn’t. Her mind race in circles as she stood there slowly she started to shake her head no.
“Come on pet, you can do this think how hot you feel just to think of being in undies outside. Think of how hot you will be walking naked on your own front porch. Come on pet be a good girl you can do it for me.” He coaxed her and praised her until her hands lift behind her back to take off the bra. “Oh pet! What a good pet you are. So compliant so giving. Now the panties, don’t lose your dildo. Now turn and walk to the door and wait.”
What was she doing? She could not be doing this on the porch her mind screamed as her hands reached to remove the bra. Her head swam as she listened to his voice telling her what to do next telling her how good she was. She turned and walked to the door the dildo trying to slide out of her wet cunt as she walked. She stopped in front of the doorway and stood shaking.
“Good girl, you are doing wonderfully now step inside the house and pick up your phone. Leave the door open and go into your bedroom and take out all your toys and put them on the bed. Lay them out neatly then kneel next to the bed. Cross your ankles and sit back on them so that the dildo is on your heel then spread your knees wide apart. Put the phone on the floor in front of you and then cross your arms behind your back holding your elbows in your palms. Keep your head and eyes down. When in position your are to say “your pet is waiting sir” do you understand?”
“Yes sir” she whispered as she stepped into the house and picked up the phone. She went into her bedroom and opened the drawer of toys. Carefully she laid out the three dildos, each progressively longer and thicker. Then the nipple clamps, clit clamp and weights that went with them. Next the paddle, the crop and the small whip. Lastly was the collars, cuffs, restraints and both a short and long leash. She wondered when he had gotten some of these items and what he was going to do with them, but did not hesitate until the drawer was empty. When all were neatly on the bed she moved to the side of the bed by the door. She placed the phone on the floor and knelt. She crossed her ankles and sat back on to her heels. Now with the dildo held in place she spread her knees as wide as she could, crossed her arms behind her back and lowered her head and eyes and then spoke the words he wanted. “Your pet is waiting sir.”
At her words he moved the car into the driveway, picked up her things from the front step and entered the house quietly closing the door behind him. He could hear her breathing even before he got to the bedroom door the short excited pants as she waited for him. He was still amazed at all she had done already today they had not gone all that far in these games yet as they had only just started to play, but he could see that this was turning point in the game and it really appeared that she was needing a lot more than he had been giving her so far. He was amazed by the power and passion he felt as he watched her follow his instructs as if he really was in charge of her every more. He was so turned on to command her to do things that he knew she wanted and yet didn’t, but that she did on his say so.
He stepped quietly into the bedroom to look over the scene that was set. His beautiful pet kneeling at the side of the bed, a bed full of toys of pleasure and pain that she had laid out for him as instructed. Her large tits displayed by the way her arms were held behind her back, her nipples hard and puckered, her pussy hair sparkling with her juices she was so wet with excitement. Oh he will have to see just how far he can push her, what will she take before she bolts or shuts down. He is surprised by his thoughts and desires, he did not even know that he wanted this or how hot it would make him. He walks up to her and reaches down to pick up the phone, hanging it up and turning it off so that no one would interrupt them. He turned off his cell also and took the phone off the hook on the bedside table. He reached out to stroke her hair, “what a good girl you are today. Everything that I have told you to do you have done.” His hand stroked her hair and down onto her breasts as he talked to her. Soothing her, quieting her as you would a frightened animal. Stroking her shoulder, breasts and nipples his hard cock just inches from her down turned face, making a tent in his pants. “How did it feel to have that rubber cock inside you as you worked in the garden?” He asked but he covered her mouth with his hand so that she could not reply. “Did it make you hot to crawl in the dirt with a cock inside your tight, wet pussy? Did you think about if any one could tell that your pussy was stuffed with cock as you worked? Did you know that you swing your hips and humped that cock as you worked, that anyone could tell that you were turned on and horny?”
She heard the sound of a car starting and pulling into the driveway, she knew that he must have been right across the street the whole time. She wondered what he thought of her for her slavish response to his every command. Her mind raced to nowhere as she knelt there waiting on him, submitting to his every whim so far. Think about all the items she had laid on the bed. As her mind raced she did not hear him enter the bedroom until his shoes showed up in her line of vision. She started to panic as he took the phone and moved around the room, how could she be this turned on by this submitting to him. She was not a slut, he will think such terrible things about her. Just as she started to move his hand touched her hair and she froze. His gentle stroking of her hair and breasts calmed her, his words of praise soothed her fear of his rejection of her actions. She wanted to answer his questions but did not know what to say or how she felt beyond hot, horny and wet but was saved from answering by his hand over her mouth so she licked and kissed his palms as he talked.
“Did you get even hotter as you took off your cloths at the door? Did your breath come in quick pants of excitement?” He kept his hand over her mouth but began inserting fingers one at a time into her mouth to be sucked and licked. “I was so proud of you when you striped the bra and panties off as instructed for that there will be a reward later, but you did hesitate more than once at my instructions for that there must first be a punishment.” She whimpered into his hand but sucked harder on the thumb in her mouth. “Now listen very carefully to me.” He removed his hand from her mouth and took her chin in his hand turning her face up to look into his. “This is very important, you must choose to continue the game or not. If you choose to play this game will last until Sunday night or you use the safety word to end it, do you understand?”
She looked into his face but did not speak.
“You may speak now, in fact you must say it out loud.”
“Yes sir I understand.”
“Do you choose to stay or go?”
“Stay sir.”
“You understand that from now on the only one that decides anything from now on is me until Sunday night?”
“Yes sir”
“What is your safety word for slow down and for stop?”
“Slow down is Mississippi and stop is Boston.”
“Very good pet. This will be a very interesting weekend. Now to start with you have no name from now on. You will respond to pet, girl, slave or slut, understand nod your head yes or no.” She head nodded yes as her breath caught in her chest. “Now pet first we must do something about your punishment, not to harsh I think as this is new to you but enough that you will remember better next time.” “I believe I like that look of your chest and nipples displayed this way but I think they need more decoration, don’t you?”
She nodded her head yes even as her thought went to the items on the bed, oh what did he mean by decorations. Her nipples puckered harder at the thought of the clamps and weights lying on the bed. She had, had clamps on her nipples before but they never seemed to be enough, not tight enough or heavy enough.
“Yes I do believe decorations will help, but I don’t want you to move so I think I will start with some restraints and see where we go.” He picked up the Velcro straps from the bed, he looped them around her arm and hand just below the wrist on each side so that she would not be able to pull her arms from behind her back. “Now let me think about the decorations that you will need…….hum is it punishment or pleasure? I think punishment for now.” He reached for her nipples and began to roll them between his finger and thumbs. “Yes punishment is the way to go,” he said as he pinched down hard on each nipple and pull outward.
She gasped and arched her back to press into his hands as he pulled away. Her pussy was so wet it was drooling on the floor between her spread legs but the pain added to the flow.
He released her nipples and watched them redden and pucker as he reached for the set of clamps on the bed. These were adjustable clamps so that you could make them very tight or just tight enough to stay on. “Yes, punishment if good for a slave don’t you think? If helps them know their place and what to do.” As he spoke he turned the screw on the clamp 4 times on each one. She was not going to like this he thought as he did it, but she would not know until they went on how tight he had made them. “Now lets see if these are punishment for my little slave.” He said as he pulled out her left nipple and opened the clamp. He let it close slowly over her nipple gently biting at first then tighter and tighter it closed, he heard her breath suck in as it tightened until she whimpered as it closed the last bit. “Oh good slave you took that very well, now the other one.” Again he pulled out her nipple and opened the clamp. This time she knew how tight it would be so he let it close faster, not quiet a snap but close. He was rewarded with a small yelp from her.
He stood back to look at the nipples closed in the vice grip of the clamps and pulled down by the chain between them. Wow that was hot to see! Would they be tight enough to hold the weights he thought as he reached out to tug on the chain. She did not move but arched her back to follow the pull.
She heard the chain of the nipple clamp being lift from the bed but did not move her head to see. Oh god would he make them tight, tight enough to fill that ache in her nipples, she hoped he would not be to soft hearted to see her in pain, pain that she needed but did know how to ask for. She felt his finger on her left nipple as he pulled it out from her chest. The clamp closing over it, she was disappointed it was not enough was her thought as it closed, but it got tighter and tighter and tighter until whimpered in pain/pleasure at the feel of it. Oh yes she thought he did it, it was painfully tight. She waited on the pleasure of the other nipple being slowing closed in the jaws of the clamp. First the pull by his finger and then the clamp only this time he did not close it by tiny degrees, she could not hold back the yelp of pain as the clamp almost snapped closed on her nipple. Oh yes, the feel the tightness. She felt him lift the chain and tug on it the clamps did not come off but felt a little like they wanted to.
“Nope not quite enough,” he said as he pulled on the chain. She began to whimper as he gave the screw 2 more turns each. “There that will hold what we need.” Her nipples looked quite beautiful squeezed by the clamp until they were turning colors. Well he would not be able to leave them on that tight for very long so he should do something more. He picked up the weights from the bed. “Let see one or two each to you think?” “Yes your right two to start with and then maybe we will see just how many your can hold.” He attached two weights to the chain just below each clamp and stepped to view his work. The weight pulled her nipples destining them toward the floor it was a very hot look really.
She was both relieved and afraid when he said the clamps would be tightened. Did she really want that? With her next thought she was released, she did not have to decide only he did, her only decision was stop or not. And she was nowhere near wanting to stop. She began to whimper in pain as he tightened the screws 2 full turns. Her breath in short pants of pain. Weights? He was going to add weight? 2 oh god how would that feel? She didn’t have long to think about it as he added the weights to each nipple and she wanted to cum that very second. He stood back to look at her and it made her feel sexy, sluty and hot, hot, hot…
Yes he could tell by the flush of her skin that this is what his little slave had needed and he had not known. “You know what slave, I think we will need picture so that you can relive this moment as much as you need.” He left the room to get his digital camera, on the shelf next to it was the camcorder. Now that is a thought …yes her head was down she would not see the camcorder if he put it on the dresser. Next time he would plan ahead have it set up already. For now that would have to do. He took both back in to the bedroom and set up the video as best he could quickly and then began taking pictures for her to look at later. He showed her a couple of the shots right then to see her reaction.
Pictures he was going to take pictures? She thought of how she might look and whimpered in desire as he left for the camera. Her legs were starting to ache from sitting on them, but she did not move. She heard the click of the camera as he moved around her. OH god she looked hot in the couple of shots he showed her.
“Now it is time for the punishment.” Come on I will help you to stand. He took her elbows in his hands and lifted her to her feet. This set the weights and chain swinging and small whimpers and moans to escape her. “Now I want you to walk forward to the sofa table there in the middle of the room. You didn’t think about why that table might be in such an odd place I bet?” “Stand in front of the table.” “Now lean forward over the table I will support you so you don’t have to worry about falling.” “Be sure you are over the table far enough that your tits are hanging on the other side slave.”
Stand she was not sure she could get up with her arms tied but then he lifted her by her elbows. Oh god the weights and chain tugging biting as they moved. She walked up to the table that she had not noticed before it was about top of her leg high. Bend over it how she would fall with her arms tied that way, but then his arm was around her shoulders as she leaned out over the table. Oh yeah she did not want to lay on the clamps or her nipples so she stretched a little forward so that her breast hung over the side of the table.
“Now these will help you with the punishment,” he said as he added cuffs to her ankles. “Now spread your legs until your are laying on the table.”
He attached a soft rope to the cuff and put it around the table leg pulling it tighter until her toes only touched then the other leg. He watched her struggle to hold on to the dildo as it slipped. He picked up the collar from the bed with more rope and put his hand on her back as she tipped backward. “Now stay in place pet.”
She spread her legs until she was laying and felt the dildo start to slip from her dripping pussy. How could some that had been so tight going in now just slide out like it was a pencil. She felt her leg being pulled toward the table leg until her toes just touched the floor then the other leg. Now she really was losing the dildo and tipping backward off the table. He hand was on her back holding her in place as he put a collar around her neck.
He fastened the collar and run the rope thru the two rings and down to the table legs. Pulling it tight enough to hold her but not choke her. He caught the dildo just as it slipped from her pussy. “Now that will not do that is one more thing to punish.” But lets not waste this slicked up dildo now. I think it is time that more than a finger is in that ass of yours.” He said and he pressed the head to her asshole.
“Sir, please no.”
A hard smack of his hand to her ass cheek was his response. “What, you are a slave and have no say in this.” I guess we will have to have some punishment and then the ass be filled. If you are good I might even add some lube for your asshole.” With that he slapped her ass again. “In fact I think you should be thanking me for this spanking you so badly need. I want a “thank you sir” after each one.”
She jumped at the smack to her ass, which made her tits move. Oh, the pull of the weights and clamps. Oh he was changing into a master, his tone, his demands everything and it just made her hotter. What a slut she really was but he was loving it she could tell. Another slap to her ass, the clamps pulling, the feel of her ass on fire… his demand for a thank you sir, everything pushing her toward the edge of coming. “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” It got harder and harder to say “Thank you, Sir.” And she started cumming her ass on fire her nipples in pain her arms ached everything was too much to hold off her cum. She cried out as she came, body-shaking, legs stiff. And then dropped back over the table.
Well that was interesting she came from a spanking or was it the nipple clamps or both. Well this is still only the beginning so there would be more time to see. “Did my slave cum? Did she so like the pain that she lost control? And I don’t recall telling you, you could cum?” His hand rubbed lightly over her red-hot ass. His other hand stroking his hard cock. “Well since you came it is only right that I do also. Now I think I might just check out that virgin ass for my hard cock instead of the smaller dildo.” He striped his clothes off as he walked around her.
“Suck my cock, get it nice and wet” he said as he stuffed it into her mouth. “Yes I think I will just take that ass as part of your punishment. Think how it will feel to have my big, hot, hard cock driving into your tight little ass.” She whimpered around his cock. “But I don’t want to ruin it for later so you’re in luck and I will add the lube.” He reached over her back as she sucked and stuck a lubed finger in her ass. “Yeah that is it suck that cock, the better you suck the more lube I will add” as another finger of lube went into her ass. “Oh that is good slave, you are really doing well” he reached down and picked up the weights in his hands holding them to release the pressure temporarily.
Oh god her ass he was going to fuck her ass he was not small she should have let him put in the dildo. His cock was in her face and she began to lick and suck it hard, hoping she could make him cum before he could fuck her. He finger was in her ass over and over as he added more lube. Then the weight lifted from her nipples, he was holding them relieving the pressure and weight.
“Stop” he pulled is cock from her mouth as the pre cum leaked from the tip. “You thought that would work that you could make me cum when I had your ass to look forward to.” “Silly slave, I can have that mouth any time, now it will be your ass” He dropped the weights that he held in his hands and she cried out in pain. “Remember who is the master” is all he said as he walked around the table to her ass.
Oh god he had wanted this for so long but she was hesitate about it ….Now he got to have what he wanted. He applied a hard smack to each cheek to distract her as he lubed his cock and began pressing into her ass. “Relax slut, fighting will only make it worse and I will have this. You are just a fuck toy, a hole for me to fill as I want.” As he talked to her he pressed harder into her ass, until the head of his cock slipped into her ass.
“Yeah that is my fuck toy, take the cock, take more of it, let it in. slave” she moaned and whimpered and grunted as he pumped in and out of her ass each time going deeper until he was in up to his ball. And then he held. Oh it was tight and hot in there. He reached under her to her pussy to find it dripping on to the floor. He rubbed her clit and stroked her pussy lips until she relaxed again.
Her nipples hurt, her ass stung and her mind raced. The hard slap to her ass checks startled her and then she felt his cock pressing at her ass. Oh god it will not fit he is to big. He kept talking to her in his master voice coaxing, her to let him in, telling her that he will fuck her so she should make it better by letting him in. His cock pressing harder not letting up and then suddenly the head was in her ass. She sucked in air and held her breath for a second, ok that was not so bad in fact it let kind of good, a full tight feeling, she relaxed a little more. His strokes were short at first letting her get used to the feeling, more and more of his cock sliding into her ass with each stroke. She found herself wanting more whimpering and moaning in need, grunting as she tried to take more of him with each stroke. Her pussy on fire with need her juices dripping from her spread open pussy. Finally she felt his hips touch her hot, red ass. He was in all the way and he stopped moving, just holding inside her pressing her into the table, she was so full, so tight. She felt his fingers on her pussy and clit, stroking petting her wet dripping pussy until she relaxed under him.
Then he began to stroke in and out of her ass slowly at first, fingering her clit and pussy, then finger fucking her as he fucked her ass. He could not believe how it felt. He pumped harder and faster as he came closer to cumming. He put his hands on her hips to hold her as he pounded into her ass. Thinking about the weights on her nipple and how it must hurt as they swing to his pounding. Harder and harder until he could not hold back. He came in her ass, flooding it with hot cum. As he did he heard her cry out and felt her spasm as she came. Her ass squeeze down on his cock locking him in place.
She felt him start to move, slowly at first stroking in and out of her ass, his fingers still on her pussy. The he was finger fucking her in time to his strokes into her ass, she feel her cum building inside her. He moved his hands to her hips holding her in place and he pounded into her ass hard and faster, clamps and weights pulling and bouncing as he fucked her. She was going to cum, the pain the pleasure the hot feel of this cock in her ass. She felt him stiffen and then flood her ass with his cum. That pushed her over the edge her 2nd cum ripping thru her, her ass clamping down on the hot cock inside it holding him as she shook and came.
He lay over her back as he recovered. “Now slave that was a great job. You did well pet you made me happy so for that I will end the punishment with only 10 minutes of the full set of weights on your nipples and your dildo in your ass to hold in my cum.
He heard her whimper as he pulled from her ass and he smiled he know that whimper it was “the don’t go” one she always had after they made love. He pickup the dildo and slide it easily into her asshole. “Now for you weights.” He picked up the remaining 6 weights and walked to her head. “Count as I add them”
“One, sir two, sir, three sir” her breath gasping, her voice a whisper. “ four, sir,,,,, five, sir, six, sir” as she started to cry from the pain.
He set the timer to 10 minutes and set it on the floor she could watch the time go by. He took pictures of her stuffed red ass and of her nipples weighted and distained. Her tear streaked face. He really could not believe she had not used a safe word. He went to the bathroom to clean his cock and then to get a snack and a drink. Knowing that the video camera was still on her.
She heard him walk away as she watched the timer, tears of joy/pain dripping from her face and cum dripping from her pussy and ass. She felt so good, hot, sexy, wanted she loved that he had finally taken control, used her as she needed to be use. She relaxed into her bindings letting her mind flout away on the sea of feeling racking her body.
He stood in the doorway watching her as the timer ticked away the last few seconds of her punishment. Her nipples distained, the clamps had slide down on her nipples so that they seemed to be holding on to the very ends of them. Her body making little movements as if she was having one long slow cum, the movement moving the weights in a slow swing her ass red and beautiful from the spanking he had given her. He waited on the timer she seemed total unawhere of him. She jumped at the buzz of the timer he wondered where she had been while she waited, she had made no more then a few soft whimpers and moans during the time. He walked up to her and stroked her hair as he turned off the timer. “What a beautiful pet you are. So good to stay silent in your punishment. Now I will release your feet and then neck, stay still and I will help you to stand and then remove the clamps.” He untied each of her ankles and moved her feet closer together so that she could relax her legs and would know it was ok to move them. Then he untied the neck rope from each leg of the table letting it hang from the rings on her collar. “Now pet I want you to bring your legs together and push up as I lift your shoulders, don’t pull backwards of the weights will catch on the table edge.” He put his hands under her shoulders and began to lift up slowly until the weights had cleared the edge of the table, then pushing back to help bring her to her feet.
He gently wiped the tears from her face as she leaned into his hand. “Ok pet, now this will hurt.” He stroked he hands down her breasts to her distained nipples and took a clamp in each hand. “Ok, take a breath and hold it.” As she drew in a breath he released both clamps at once. At her gasp and small scream he drop the clamps to the side and took both breasts in his hands quickly sucking on each nipple to help the blood return to it and rolling them in his fingers until she stopped the silent screams. He took her in his arms drawing her until her breasts pressed to his naked chest.
She had drifted away from herself floating on the feeling racking her body, not thinking, just being. She jumped at the sound of the buzzer throwing her back into her pain and lust filled body. She felt his hand on her head. He was telling her something but her mind was not fully with her yet and it did really matter he would let her know was to do. She felt him untie each ankle and pull on the cuffs to bring her legs together. She felt the rope on the collar release and then his hands under her shoulders pressing straight up. She brought her feet together and pushed up to match his lift, then he was pushing back on her shoulders as she tried to clear her mind, until she was standing. The weights pulling her nipples out long, painful not pleasurable any more. His hand wipe the tears from her face and she leaned her head into the comfort. This time she could understand what he said and she drew in a breath and bite off the scream as pain lanced thru her nipples. He hands were on her breasts massaging, rolling the nipples, sucking them into his hot mouth until the pain subsided. She leaned into his shoulder as he put his arms around her and held her to his naked chest.
“Are you OK pet?”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice still shaky as she spoke, her mind still floating in the sexual high.
“It is time to clean up pet.” He said as he reached out for the larger dildo lying on the bed. “Now let’s go into the bathroom and clean you up so that we can continue.” He took her hand and lead her towards the bathroom, the cuffs on her ankles, collar on her neck with the ropes still hanging from it and the dildo in her nicely marked ass.
She let him lead her into the bathroom, the dildo in her ass gently rubbing as she walked. She catch site of herself in the mirror, sweaty and flushed, her nipples red, sore and standing out, her neck collared, arm bound behind her back, her ass red with his hand prints, the dildo sticking out of her ass, cum running down her legs from her ass and pussy, she had the look of a sex toy that had been well used.
He saw her looking at herself in the mirror, the site she must be to herself, so loving marked and used as the toy she so wanted to be but could not ask for. He removed the binding from her arms and gently rubbed her arms and hands. “Lean forward and put your hands on the edge of the sink, pet.” She was moving before he even finish saying it. He looked at her in the mirror her breast hanging between her arms as she held her back straight and looked at herself in the mirror. He took the rope hanging from her collar in this hand, “now bend your head and shoulder down toward your chest.” As she rolled her back to shorten the distance between her head and chest he began to wind the rope around the base of her breast, pulling it tight then looping back to the collar and fastening it in place, then the other side. “Now stand up and look at yourself pet.”
Her arms ached from being bound behind her, it felt wonderful as he massaged each arm after releasing the bindings. She leaned over the counter at his first word. The site of her large breasts hanging from her chest was hot to see. At his request she rounded her back and brought her head down. She watched as he wound the rope tightly around the base of her breast and then fastened the rope to her collar, first one then the other. She stood arms at her side as told she looked at herself in the mirror. Her large breast bound into tight hard balls on her chest. By standing up her collar lifted the breasts high up and made her the picture of a slave. Marked, bound, and stuffed, she felt him run his hands over her tight breasts and caressing the sore nipples. Then he bent down and removed the cuffs from her ankles.
He watched her reaction in the mirror as she stood and found that the collar pulled her breasts high on her chest. He saw the slight arch she put into her back so that they were as high as possible and as tight as possible. He caressed her breasts and nipples as he watched the color of the breast change from the blood flow restriction. Then he bent to remove the cuffs, no since getting them wet if it was not needed. He turned on the shower to mildly warm and helped her step into the shower. “Now reach behind you and pull out the dildo, wash it well and then hand it to me, but let the water flow over your breasts and nipples as you do this.”
She had stepped into the shower at the slights touch from his hand. She stood with her side to the shower stream. At his instruction she reached for the dildo in her ass, but stopped and turned toward the shower spray positioning herself so that the water hit her bound breasts before she reached again for the dildo and began to pull it from her ass. She felt the cum and lube leaking from her ass as she brought the dildo in front of her so that she could wash it. She soaped it well and then rinsed before handing it to him, she saw him place it on the counter next to a larger dildo that she remembered laying on the bed.
“Now turn around and wash your ass and pussy. Use your fingers inside your ass help wash away the cum and shit. Now that sloppy wet pussy, make it all nice and clean for your master to use again.” She followed his instructions to the letter, he watched her finger sliding in and out of her ass and she pulled out the cum and shit that was mixed there. Then move on to her pussy, spreading the lips to wash away her cum. Scooping the water into her pussy to rinse it.
“Now stand still until I tell you to move.” He said as he turned off the hot water she gasped as the cold water poured over her. “Now turn around and let it run on your front.” She did as she was told as she started to shiver from the cold water. “Good slave, now step out of the shower and stand on the mat.” He saw the goose bumps covering her body as she moved but the cold water had taken some of the heat from her nipples and ass as he had planned. As she stood on the mat dripping and shivering he removed the binding from each of her breasts and then the wet rope from the collar rings. He handed her a towel to dry off with.
“You are a beautiful, obedient pet.” He whispered as he watched her dry herself. “Such a responsive slut to every pain and humiliation I have given you today.” “Now hang up the towel and go to the mirror again.” He watched her move into place. “Freshen up your hair and make up.” While she did this he watched her and stroked her body. “Good pet, now spread your legs a little for me, and I will fill your needy pussy with this dildo before you dress again.” He picked up the larger dildo from the counter and showed it to her as she silently moved her legs apart. “Now see even after washing you are wet and slippery down here. This dildo will have no problems sliding into your sloppy pussy.” He spread her pussy lips and with one slow stroke buried the fat dildo deep inside her. Her only response a slow sucking in of her breath as it filled her. He buckled a belt with a strap hanging from the front around her waist, he pulled the strap up between her legs and attached it to the back of the belt. He pulled the strap tight until it pressed into her pussy lips and the dido hold it is place.
“Now pet we are going out for a little while so come and let me pick out your clothes.” She followed him back into the bedroom walking with the fat dildo rubbing and moving inside her. He pulled clothes from the dresser and closet as she stood at the end of the bed. He handed her the shelf bra, low cut cami, sheer over blouse and short denim skirt. “Put on the bra first so that we can make any adjustments.” She bend scooped her breasts into the bra before standing to fasten it. “Oh nice. But I think the straps should be a little shorter to really push your breasts up.” He said as he stood behind her and shortened them until your breasts where lifted and the strap cut into her shoulders her nipples just above the edge of the cups. “Now the cami.” She dropped it over her head smoothing it into place over her breasts. “Now that is too high” and he adjusted the cami straps until it front of it barely covered her nipples. “There now the skirt and blouse.” She dressed tucking the cami and blouse into the top of the skirt which pulled the cami even lower on her breasts.
“Now step into these shoes and I will get dressed and we are off.” She simply whimpered as she put on the 5inch heels and buckled the strap around her ankle. She was wondering what he was up to now. She was dressed (barely) like at hooker and he said they were going out. The fat dildo in her made her hot and wet and felt so tight and full. She watched him dress in casual clothes and then followed him out of the room. To their next adventure that he had planned for this day.

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Lucy’s Tale (Part 10 – Final Part)

Part Ten
OK let’s get this straight. I am a teenager and like most teenagers, I have told my Mum lies over the years. Never anything big, but lies nonetheless. This was something completely different. Mum and the ‘rapist’ arrived home just after 7pm. I couldn’t even look him in the eye.
One of the first things Mum said to me made me feel sick to my soul. She said how delighted she was that I had asked John if I could call him Dad from now on. The little tear of happiness in the corner of her eye told me how little she really knew of the man, but as I have learned since, the fear of the victims always prevents them from revealing the truth to those who are closest to them. I was no different.
John stayed busy in the kitchen, obviously keeping an ear open to the conversation and I told Mum that it was only right. Then Mum went on about how good a guy he was and something in that sentence made me flip. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach yet managed to force a smile. I had to get away from this conversation and said I was going to go and get changed for a swim before it went dark. Mike had made his excuses as soon as they had got home and had been performing long, languid strokes up and down the pool. I made my way through the kitchen, avoiding eye contact with John and made my way to my room.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and started to dig through my case for my dry bikini. I heard footsteps on the stairs and panic filled me instantly. I pulled on the bottoms quickly and then as I tried to put on the top, the cords were all tangled and my frustration was making it impossible to sort it out. I felt my heart beating faster and I saw the handle moving on my door so I covered my boobs with my hands and called out, ‘I’m not decent!’
The door opened anyway and John strolled in.
‘Please Daddy, I don’t want Mum to catch us alone like this!’ I pleaded, hoping my politeness would help.
‘It’s OK Lucy, I just wanted to check up on you!’ he said in a whisper as he brushed my hands aside and squeezed my nipples roughly. I stifled my yelp with my hand and watched him fish out his hard cock from his shorts.
‘Not here Daddy, please! Not now!’
John, pushed me down to my knees and just looked at me and nodded at his huge tool. I knew I was beaten and opened my mouth and he instantly pushed it in deep. I began a flicking of my tongue on the head and under the shaft and John, knowing he had to be quick, began wanking himself furiously, his clenched hand punching into my face every few strokes. He didn’t care and kept the pressure on the back of my head to keep me impaled.
This didn’t last long and I heard his breathing change and I expected the blasts of come to squirt any second but at the last minute, he pulled away and aimed his shots at my face and chest. All five heavy shots covered my skin and he just laughed at my spunk splattered body.
‘Now clean it up you little whore!’ he spat
I reached for my towel and he slapped it out of my hand, ‘Don’t fucking waste it! Eat it! Eat it all!’
‘Sorry Daddy!’ I said, stifling my fear and tears. I began to scoop up the mess and placed it in my mouth and swallowed. John put his cock back in his pants as he watched and only when it was all gone did he turn and leave the room without a word. I took a wet-wipe from my make-up bag and wiped off the remaining mess, checking myself in the mirror for any that might be in my hair. I then put on my bikini top and made sure I adjusted it to cover the red welt left by John’s rough fingers and walked downstairs. John had his back to me in the kitchen and my eyes wanders to the knife block which sat close to him on the kitchen surface. Could I make it to the knife block before he turned around? Would I be able to stab someone? If I missed, or didn’t manage to kill him, what would he do? I realised I had stopped still, staring, when John turned round. His voice, because Mum was in earshot, was his usual bouncy, friendly, ‘Best Dad in the world’ voice.
‘Hey Lucy, what’s up honey? You Hungry? Food will be done in twenty minutes so enjoy your swim and I’ll call you when it’s ready ok?’
I stared at him, stone cold and emotionless. I turned to the door and faking my best bouncy voice and wanting to be sick, I called, ‘OK thanks Dad!’ I then trotted past Mum and dived into the pool and swam straight to Mike. As I surfaced, I knew the music from the radio in the kitchen would drown out my words with Mike. He could see I was sobbing as I came up and I could see his pain at not being able to hold me. Through my sobs, I told him what had just happened and that I couldn’t take any more. He tried to calm me a little so I told him about my staring at the knives and wanting to kill him right there. We both had a half smile at that but we also knew that neither of us were killers!
To anyone watching us, we just looked like we were stood in the pool chatting to each other, but we were softly holding hands, my back to the house, Mike keeping an eye out as we spoke.
‘Do you trust me?’ Mike asked earnestly
‘Totally!’ I responded instantly, ‘I love you too! For the record!’ I added with as sweet a smile as I could muster.
‘Look Lucy, I have been doing some thinking and …. and well … I think I have a plan! But we have to play this out for at least a day while I can set it up. He may ….. he may rape us again in the meantime though, but I promise, if my plan doesn’t work, we will disappear. I have enough money to look after us for a while at least. Are you OK with that? Can you be strong for me?’
‘What’s the plan?’
Mike looked solemn, ‘I don’t want to tell you the plan yet. I think it will be better if you don’t know! Please trust me on this one! OK?’
I knew from his face that Mike was deadly serious and I sensed that his plan was quite devious, possibly dangerous, so I just nodded and blew him a kiss. Under the water, he squeezed my hand, just as John called us for dinner. As we made our way out of the water, we both muttered that eating was going to be pretty tough. Food was the last thing on our minds right now!
I wanted to retch with every piece of food I swallowed but I ate as much as I could. The sadness in my soul was almost overwhelming and holding my sobs at bay was all I could think of. As soon as the food and painful small talk was finished, I made my excuses and went to sit by the pool in the fading light with my book. I stared at the words on the page, my back to my family, now unable to stop myself from crying. The more I thought about this whole situation, the less I saw an answer. Mike said we may have to endure John’s demands again but the pains in my lower body made me wonder how I could. I was 16 and would have welcomed death right now as an alternative.
I managed to calm myself down a little, knowing that Mum would surely come over at some point and I tried to lose myself in the novel I was reading. It didn’t really work because visions of John trying to choke me with his cock kept bursting into my mind. I even laughed sarcastically to myself at one point. I had enjoyed it so much when Mike had taken over control on a few occasions and it had even been responsible for putting me over the edge into an exquisite orgasm. I guess the difference was just one word. Love.
When Mum finally came over, she was already a little tipsy from the wine she had been drinking with dinner. She sat next to me for a while, chattering more to herself than me and I kept my face in the shadows to hide my red eyes. With every passing minute, I believed that I would be saying goodbye to my Mum permanently within the next day or so. That hurt a lot.
Before too long, Mum got up, kissed the top of my head and said goodnight. I was pleased to see her taking John upstairs with her. With that and the fact that I had been forced to drain his balls just a few hours ago, I had a good chance that my, and Mike’s, ordeal was over for today. Ten minutes after they had gone to bed, Mike returned to the back garden, a half smile on his face.
‘Where have you been?’ I asked, intrigued by the smile.
‘I’ve been busy my little Angel!’ he said with a slightly larger smile, ‘Tomorrow morning, we are going out early, before those two wake up. I need to drop you off somewhere safe first and then I have a few things to sort out. I think we have an answer to all of this problem. It is NOT going to be easy and when I explain it to you, if you have any doubts, just say so and we stop!’
I thought for a minute before I said, ‘You said earlier that it was best I didn’t know. Would it work better if I didn’t know everything?’
‘You are a smart cookie Lucy but the plan means you may well get hurt by him again and it’s not guaranteed to work!’
I took Mike’s hands in mine, ‘I trust you Mike, just tell me what I need to do, when I need to do it and I will do as you ask! I trust you! I want this over!’
Mike took my hand saying we should go to bed, just in case John came back down. At least in our room, any screams would wake Mum. As we reached the side of the house, out of sight from all windows, he pulled me close to him and brought his lips to mine. We kissed softly at first and then the heat between us increased and our tongues sought each other in their usual duel of love. His hands gently caressed my body through my t-shirt and for the briefest moment, nothing else filled my mind except the pure adrenalin rush of love. We broke the kiss and just held each other close. We walked up to our room, undressed and climbed into our own beds without another word. I knew already that tomorrow was going to be a long and challenging day.
When Mike woke me up in the morning, I could tell it was very early as the sunlight had not breached our window yet. My lover was wrapped in a towel from his shower and he ushered my sleepy body out of bed and gently patted my bum to get me to go to the bathroom. I showered quickly and was pleased to find that the aloe vera gel had taken most of the pain from my pussy and it felt almost normal again. A quick inspection also showed the redness to have almost gone as well. I pulled a big bath sheet around me as I climbed out, threw a quick dollop of gel onto my hair and ruffled it into a kind of ‘fun and wild’ style, the shortest time I have ever spent on my hair and was quite pleased with the result. I took my eyeliner, put a tiny amount around each eye and decided that would be enough for today. As I entered our bedroom, I discarded my towel which brought a tiny growl from Mike which gave us both a little smile. Somehow I didn’t think there would be too many of those so I wiggled my bum at him as I threw on a bikini and put my white shorts and ‘Hello Kitty’ vest over the top. As soon as I was ready, we left the villa and headed into town.
As we approached a cafe, I pulled my phone from my shoulder bag and glanced at the time, it was 6:45. I groaned inwardly at being up so early but I felt remarkably positive about listening to my instructions for the day but no sooner than I sat down, Mike said he had to shoot off. He saw the disappointment on my face but explained that he had to get some other things in place for the plan. I resigned myself to being on my own for a while and ordered a coffee as I saw Mike trotting down the road and out of sight. Before he left, he gave me strict instructions to not answer my phone unless it was from him and to try and keep out of sight in the cafe. I found a little corner table in their courtyard, took out my book and settled in for a long wait.
Four hours, five coffees and a bacon sandwich later, Mike came into the cafe, several bags in his hands and a notebook hanging out of his pocket and a smile to melt my heart. He stopped in front of me and in a confident voice he announced, ‘We’re ready!’
Over the next hour I was given my role to play in this exercise. Mike told me everything I ‘needed’ to know and he gave me a lot of instructions ‘just in case’ things didn’t go to plan. We were trying to set a trap for John and Mike had drawn every piece of knowledge he had of his father to construct the plan. He had realised, that the sex between him and his Dad had been quite rough but nothing compared to the violence he had shown on me and that meant I had to be the ‘bait’ in the trap. This terrified me but I was prepared to trust Mike on this one and I believed that he had put some ‘extra security’ in place. He wouldn’t elaborate on this too much as he wanted me to react as naturally as possible. I assured him, my fear was going to take care of that.
Once we were happy with our plan, it was time to start the wheels running. I picked up my phone and sent a text message to John.
‘Daddy, we need to talk! When I get home later, ask Mum if she needs some shopping, then ask me to come with you please. Just you and me, not Mike. This is important! Lucy x’
I hit the send button and gripped Mike’s hand tightly. My heart was racing and I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone bleeped. With shaking fingers, I hit the ‘Read’ button to see the simple ‘OK’ reply. It was on!
While we were out, Mum had sent a message to say that she was preparing a late lunch around 4pm. We decided that this was good timing so we were back home with plenty of time. We were both surprisingly relaxed and conversation was much easier than the night before. Half way through, John suggested the shopping trip and I accepted his request for help, saying I needed some toiletries too! We finished lunch, cleared up and then John said he was ready to go. As we were leaving, John said to my Mum that we may go for a bit of a drive too. I gulped hard . John clearly saw this as a chance to abuse me again. Mike had predicted this comment to the letter.
We got into the car and John’s demeanour changed immediately, ‘So what’s all this about Lucy?’
‘Nothing special Daddy, please don’t be angry! I ….. I …..I just want yu to be a bit more gentle with me! I mean I have always really liked you and when Mum first met you I …. I had a bit of a crush on you but you really hurt me the first time and I didn’t like that!’
John thought to himself, expressionless and continued to drive the short distance to the shops. His face then started to show disgust as he turned to me, ‘Who the fuck do you think you are talking to? You are a little tramp and I will carry on fucking you as I see fit. Do you understand?’
I lowered my head and nodded as he turned into a parking space outside the shop, ‘Bit of a wasted trip isn’t it, for you?’ He sneered.
We climbed out of the car and I stopped just at the front and said, somewhat louder, ‘I only wanted a holiday! I just wanted time on the beach, I didn’t want this! What if I say NO?’ I stared at him, out in the street his anger was boiling over.
Making many heads turn he bore down on me and just inches from my face he screamed, ‘Oh you want a fucking beach do you? The same beach as you shagged Michael? Ok let’s go there then!’ He then grabbed my arm and threw me against the car. My head banged on the window and I fell to the floor, scuffing my arm as I landed. I looked up at him and wept, ‘Please no, please don’t make me!’
With one hand, he dragged me off the floor and with the other he opened the car. He threw me into the passenger seat, ‘Shut the fuck up you little tramp!’ As he walked around the car, the eyes of passersby were on him and he screamed something at them, climbed in the car and tore off down the road towards the beach which had been a place of pleasure such a short time ago. My tears were real and the blood on my arm from the fall was now staining my white shorts.
The car skidded to a halt behind the dunes and the whole area seemed deserted. John dragged me from the car and into the wooded area. His pace was so great, I was stumbling behind him, trying to break his vice-like grip on my wrist but it was no good. He dragged me through brambles, that you would normally step carefully over, and the sharp points ripped at the skin on my legs as he dragged me further inside the shaded area. Then we reached a fallen tree and john barked his next order,’Strip!’
‘No.. no …. please No John!’
‘THE NAME IS DADDY!’ He swung his open hand at my face. The crack resonated through my head as I spun and landed face down over the log. I felt his weight press down on my back and then his hand ripping my shorts and bikini bottoms from me in one short hard drag. Then I heard running from one side and a voice calling for John to stop what he was doing. It was an English voice and as I turned my head, the tears in my eyes meant I could only see the shape of a guy running towards us. I heard the voice again, it was Dave! As he came closer, John left me on the log and ran at him, arms flying in assault, screaming abuse at this intruder. I saw fists flying and then Dave turned and ran away. I was petrified. This was not part of the plan! Before I could even think about running, another full fisted punch hit my ribs and then John’s fat fingers started pushing at my arse hole. I screamed with pure pain and another slap hit my face. I screamed more so his hand went hard over my mouth, ‘Shut the fuck up you little whore! You will learn one way or the other!’
He pulled his fingers out of me and spat heavily on my hole, then I knew what to expect as his huge cock began to push at me. I was nervous, I was tense and that didn’t help as he rammed himself in. The pain shot through my body, my poor hole stretching beyond its ability, and I was praying to faint. Every time I screamed, he punched, bit or slapped me and continued pumping his massive prick inside me as he tore my vest and bikini top from me. Then I heard more shouting but it didn’t sound English. Maybe some other people had seen and were going to help me. The shouting got louder and John began to hurl abuse back at them as he continued to fuck me like a naked rag doll, but the shouting got more insistent. John’s punches got harder, as did his ramming of my poor bottom and then suddenly a loud noise and John fell on top of me, pushing all breath from my lungs, John was silent, still.
I felt something dripping onto my face, I tried to move from under him, I was stuck. I moved a hand to my face to feel what was dripping on me. It was thick heavy blood. I screamed a hysterical scream and then felt everything go dark. My last thought was of relief. Death was finally taking me!
When my eyes opened, everything around me was white. Lots of lights above me on a white ceiling. I couldn’t seem to move very well but I didn’t feel any pain. I managed to lift my arm and it was in a long white sleeve. My confused mind came up with the one logical thought. ‘I’m an Angel!’
My eyes closed again and I went back into unconsciousness but when my eyes opened again, I had a better vision, Mike was stood above me, smiling! I tried to sit up but soon gave up on that idea as pains throughout my body suddenly reminded me they were there.
‘What happened?’ I asked croakily
‘It worked Lucy! Not as we planned but it worked!
At that moment my Mum walked in and he stopped talking. Mum’s eyes were red and puffy and without saying a word, she just hugged me and sobbed into my shoulder. It was hurting some of my bruises but I didn’t care. After a few minutes, a nurse pulled my Mum from me and said I needed rest. They both kissed me softly and the nurse put a needle in my arm and I felt sleep drifting over me.
When I woke later, I saw a sealed envelope on my locker with my name on it. I opened the note and read carefully.
‘My Darling Lucy,
When I set up our plan, my hope was to use Dave and Kathy to help us get some video proof of what John was doing to you and either get him to stop or to give it to the police. That was why we got you to go to the shop and do your protest in a public place.
When Dad had me alone, he got the info about the beach out of me so that is why we had you mention the beach outside the shop, I guessed he would take you there. If that happened, I guessed he would want to rape you there which is why Dave was waiting to try and stop him. I didn’t expect his assault on Dave and when he realised that Dad would have beaten him to a pulp, he panicked and ran back, but we didn’t anticipate any of the public calling the Greek police. Even less did we expect Dad to be so engrossed in raping you that he would ignore the police.
They shot him. He’s dead!
I know he was my Father, but he stopped being my Dad when he started fucking me. He stopped being a human when he started raping you. We are free.
I have also told your Mum about us. She was a bit shocked at first but she already had a lot to think about and she feels guilty about what Dad did to you. All she wants is for you to be happy, so I think all is good.
I love you so much my little Princess and I will help you to get well and then we can begin our life.
Love you always
Mxxx’
Epilogue – One year on!
As I lay here in bed, it is hard to believe everything that has happened. We sold the house in Surrey and moved back to Yorkshire. Mum took a longer time to recover mentally than myself or Mike, but she is doing good now. She is happy that Mike and I are so much in love and has already started to hint that she wants to be a Granny!
As I turn to my beautiful man, taking his permahard cock in my hand, I shudder at what could have been. I lift myself on top of him and slowly lower my hot wet pussy onto his manhood, never tiring of the joy it brings. I look deep into his eyes, knowing I have my man for life.
‘Make love to me Mike!’ I whisper, knowing I will never be disappointed.
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A Late Finish

Before you begin, the main character is a furry. Just ignore that fact it if you don’t like furries – I don’t think I go too far into detail. for it. If it’s really a problem for you, send me a message or leave a comment and I’ll try and write a human version.

Black Swan Seduction 2

When Natalie began to return to consciousness she first became aware of soft butterfly kisses on her neck. For a second or two she was so dazed she wasn’t sure what was going on, then reality flooded back to her and she blinked her eyes open to find Mila staring down at her.
“Good, I was beginning to worry that I’d worn you out already.” Mila said with a grin before gently pressing her lips to Natalie’s and then lying down next to her, “Mmmmmm, it’s been way too long since I ate pussy, and you were super sweet. Just like I thought you would be.”
Mila then kissed Natalie again, this time long enough for Natalie to kiss back, welcoming the other girl’s tongue into her mouth, Mila smiling at her co-star’s willingness.
The idea that she had pleased Mila enough to make her smile set a thrill through Natalie’s body.
After all those orgasms, the last one of which still felt like it was making its way through her body, the least Natalie could do was kiss her friend back. This was the reason Natalie didn’t object to Mila taking her hands and guiding them to her body, coaxing Natalie to slide her hands over soft girl flesh, Natalie marveled at the thrill that merely touching Mila’s sides and back gave her.
Soon Natalie was caressing Mila’s body of her own accord, her hands tracing Mila’s pretty face, toned stomach and arms, and eventually she felt brave enough her co-star’s breasts.
Mila gasped and then finally broke the lip lock to stare down lustfully at Natalie, “I know this is your first time… and you don’t have to… but…”
The words were left unspoken, probably in an attempt not to freak Natalie out, which was probably a good thing and she was more than on the verge of doing so, but she felt suddenly compelled to repay Mila for the ecstasy she had delivered to her body. Besides, since she had succumbed to her curiosity Natalie might as well fully satisfy it.
With the sudden burst of energy that Natalie she rolled her co-star over so she was on top of her, Mila grinning up at her happily before accepting the surprisingly deep and passionate kiss Natalie gave her.
Calling upon her acting skills Natalie was able to create the illusion of confidence as she worked her way down Mila’s body, stopping at the other her full breasts to take a swollen nipple into her mouth and suck on it and scraping at it with her top teeth before sucking it hard into her hot mouth. Looking up at Mila, Natalie spent long moments sucking and nibbling on her hard elongated nipples.
In retrospect Natalie could understand why Mila had all but skipped foreplay giving she probably thought Natalie might change her mind at any moment, but they were past the point Natalie felt she could do that and while she may have missed out on getting her tits played with Mila wasn’t going to suffer the same fate.
Natalie loved foreplay, and as much as it made her blush under the circumstances she couldn’t imagine her friend felt any differently, and while she had no experience of doing this Natalie simply did what she liked and it seemed to work.
Mila was moaning softly in no time, the sound encouraging Natalie to suck harder her nipples and Natalie did letting her tongue swirl around and over each nipple so that she went back and forth between them. Meanwhile her hands which had been previously so reluctant to touch Mila in the beginning were now all over the other girl’s boobs, caressing the soft flesh as her mouth and tongue sent shivers through Mila’s hot body.
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“That’s it Natalie… just like that. Mmmmmm, suck my tits.” Mila whispered huskily, “Suck on my nipples. Ohhhhh, good girl.”
Natalie blushed at the words but they fuelled her onwards even more than the moans, which were still plentiful, Mila clearly noticing how Natalie seemed to enjoy her words and capitalized on it.
“You like it too don’t you? You like sucking on my nipples?” Mila questioned rhetorically, “Yes you do, don’t you? You love playing with my tits. Mmmmmm, I’m glad you like it, because you can do it as much as you want. Please Natalie, have your way with my tits. Oh fuck it feels so good!”
Natalie did as she was told, continuing to work on Mila’s tits for what felt like an eternity until her curiosity could no longer be sated by the foreplay. Natalie quickly kissed her way down her friend’s flat stomach and down between her legs.
When her face was inches away from Mila’s pussy, Natalie paused for a moment, her apprehension and nervousness briefly flooding back to her before she pushed it aside, closed her eyes, extended her tongue and gave a long, soft lick to the wet cunt lips in front of her.
Honestly Natalie wasn’t sure if she had been expecting it to be wonderfully good or horrendously bad but the reality was something in the middle, at least at first. When she began sliding her tongue over Mila’s pussy lips in a continuous licking motion her began to love the slick wetness of her friend’s cunt flesh and her tastebuds got used to this new and yet familiar flavor, Natalie liked it more and more with each lick. And the more she liked the taste of Mila’s cunt the more eagerly she licked, until there was no doubt left in her that she… that she loved the fucking taste of pussy.
She, Natalie Portman, was a cunt licker.
She liked sliding her tongue all over Mila’s pussy, moving it up, down, clockwise and anticlockwise. She teasing the entrance of Mila’s cunt that jamming her tongue in as deep as she could swirling and twisting for everhy ounce of Mila’s juices. Then she would let her tongue run quick pirouettes over Mila’s stiff, throbbing clit until Mila’s moans and whimpers become like music to Natalie’s ears.
The tune of that music changed when Mila began verbally encouraging her again, “Yes, yes that’s it, oh fuck lick me. Lick my cut you hot fucking diva bitch! Yes, just like that, mmmmmm, you’re licking my cunt so fucking good.”
Natalie blushed at the words, but not as much as before, and as the blush faded all she was left with was arousal, that arousal pushing the slightly her friend onwards, Natalie licked Mila with more confident strokes of her tongue, slowly pushing it inside Mila’s extremely welcoming wet cunt hole.
“OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH YEEEESSSSSS!” Mila cried out loudly, a few guttural noises escaping her lips as Natalie gently pushed her tongue all the way inside the other girl, slowly pulled it out, and then slowly pushed it back in again, “Yes… yes… oh… yes… fuck me. Tongue fuck me my cunt Natalie.”
Mila sounded amazed. Natalie guessed her co-star wasn’t expecting her to go this far. In all fairness neither was she, but Natalie felt like she couldn’t help herself. Mila was just so delicious, and Natalie couldn’t bare the thought of wasting a drop of Mila’s pussy juice.
Without even really being aware of it Natalie’s curiosity for the taste of pussy juice had turned into want, and then a burning need, the star of Black Swan pressing her face as deep as it would go in between her co-star’s legs, her mouth creating a tight seal around Mila’s cunt lips so she could eagerly swallow as much cunt cream as she possibly could. The heavenly liquid seemed to endlessly flow into her mouth to the point of overflow, Natalie’s face and even her hair becoming coated in pussy juice, as her tongue continue tongue fucking Mila with long, steady strokes.
“Fuck me. Fuck me Natalie. Fuck me with that soft little tongue of yours. Mmmmmm, it feels so good inside me. It feels so good inside my cunt. Ohhhhhhh Natalie, please, give me more. Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder with your tongue. Ahhhhhhh yeeeesssss, that’s it, harder, fuck me, yeeeessssss, yeeeeeessssss, oooooooohhhhhh yeeeeeessssss tongue my cunt you hot bitch!”
Natalie felt Mila’s hand on the back of her head, as she began to grind her cunt into Natalie’s mouth pushing her tongue deeper into her pussy as she neared the edge of her orgasm. Instead of being put off Natalie began thrusting her tongue in and out of Mila as hard as she could, for the first time in her life desperate to make another girl cum.
“Oh my God, oh my God, ooooohhhhh myyyyyy Gooooodddddd!” Mila screamed, “I, oooooohhhhhh, I knew it. Mmmmmmm, I knew you’d like eating pussy. I… I knew if you just got a one taste of my sweet cunt you’d be hooked. Mmmmmm, just like me. Isn’t that right Natalie? Yeeeeessssss, you’re, ooooohhhhhh, you’re hooked. And after tonight you’re going to be craving it. Craving cunt. Ahhhhhhh, oooooh, soon you’re going to be a cunt craving pussy addict… a lesbian whore… a little lezzie slut just like me! You’re… you’re…”
Mila’s next few words were incoherent, and even if they had been Natalie wouldn’t have even been able to concentrate on them as a forceful spray of Mila’s hot cum flushed her waiting mouth washing over her lips and down her chin. Mila was squirting just as she had done. The next wave of cum hit her full on the face as she gasped for air and Mila screamed seeing her cum wash over Natalie’s beautiful face. Natalie stopped the tongue fucking long after she swallowed every drop of what she could only assume was Mila’s cum before going right back to it, determined to make the other girl cum as much as she had previously not simply because she wanted to return the favor, which she did, but because she wanted to taste another hot shot of Mila’s cum n. No, she needed to taste Mila’s cum again. She needed it more than she’d ever needed anything else in her life.

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Lucy’s Tale (Part 7)

Part Seven
My exhaustion from my day of incredible sex was total. I feigned a little sunstroke and with my Mum being, well, a Mum, she gave me some painkiller and packed me off to bed. I was asleep in minutes.
Mike did wake me up as he came to bed and we had a little cuddle. I felt myself falling asleep in his arms, wishing we could do this all night, every night.
I woke early next morning and tiptoed to the bathroom. After I had freshened up, I quietly snuck to our parents’ room and peered in. Both of them were sound asleep and I silently closed the door and made my way back to my slumbering lover.
I peeled the covers back, knowing I had to be quick, and fished his soft cock out from the front of his boxers and engulfed it greedily into my mouth. Mike roused instantly and so did his prick and it wasn’t long before he had hold of my head and was fucking my throat, nearly as hard as he would fuck my pussy. The more times that I put myself in an out of control situation, the more I realise it turned me on like crazy. This was definitely something I needed to explore a little more. In a matter of minutes, I was rewarded with my protein breakfast. Several blasts of Mike’s morning spunk filled my tongue and I gulped it greedily down before jumping onto him for a passionate kiss. We hugged for another five minutes or so and then I jumped up to get ready, turned towards our door and froze.
The door was open a few inches and I was mortified. I had definitely closed the door when I came back in, I remember it, I’m sure I did! I looked through the crack and saw nobody. I ran silently down to our parents’ door again and they still seemed to be asleep. With my heart pounding, I ran back to Mike to tell him why I had just darted out of the room. He smiled and said I mustn’t have closed the door properly. My mind was doing somersaults and I was a little torn, very confused and felt quite sick at the idea that we could have been caught. I dressed and made my way downstairs.
As I set up the coffee maker for when the family got up, I was mentally kicking myself for being so careless as well as playing over my movements again and again and again. I began to feel sick as I became more convinced that I had really closed the door. Had Mum or John seen us and then ran back to their room? Why would they do that? If it had been Mum, surely to God she would have screamed so loud we would have all needed hearing aids by now.
I was so preoccupied with my thoughts, I nearly jumped out of my skin when Mike walked into the room and said Hi.
‘Jesus Christ, don’t sneak up on me like that!’ I snapped
‘Easy Tiger!’ Mike said softly, ‘What the hell is eating you up Lucy? I’ve never seen you like this!’
I looked up at him, my eyes filling up and I felt my lips begin to quiver. Seeing this, Mike pulled me close to him, realising that I was still concerned about the door and he all but convinced me that I quite simply, must have made a mistake and the door mustn’t have been shut properly. He also said that he had just come past our parents’ room and they were still sound asleep. I felt stupid and I could feel the tears rolling down my face. I realised that it wasn’t just the thought of getting caught and as I raised my reddened eyes to look at Mike, I spoke from the heart with my voice breaking uncontrollably, ‘I just don’t want to lose you!’
The tears flowed hard and Mike kissed my head and shushed me a little, ‘I won’t let anything separate us baby, I love you way too much’
His words helped and I tried to dry my eyes a little. I looked into a little mirror on the side and saw how red and bloodshot they had become so I went into the downstairs toilet to splash on some cool water and I took my make-up bag to try with a bit of disguise as well. I realised that it was the first time I had even used the bag since we arrived and by the time I came out, even though it was mid morning, I looked ready for a good night out.
A little while later, Mum came down, shortly followed by John. Mum gave me grief for my excessive make-up saying I was pretty enough and didn’t need all that crap on my face and five minutes later, John came down and did a little wolf whistle saying I looked great! Of course this cause Mum to have a go at John and Mike signalled for me to escape the room. As he caught me in the hallway he whispered to me, ‘That didn’t look like the actions of someone who has just seen you sucking your step-brother’s cock does it? I gave a half smile and thumped his chest. He had a point but something was nagging at me. I had to lean more towards Mike’s point of view though and I decided to let it lie, deciding to be just a little more vigilant.
That day was planned to be a driving trip, with a ferry crossing, to mainland Greece. I was ready for a long and frustrating day until Mike asked to borrow my phone before we set off. I asked him why and he said it was a surprise! I handed him my Blackberry and he disappeared upstairs. When he handed it back he whispered a word I had never heard before in my ear, ‘ToothTalk’. I looked at him with a ‘What the fuck are you talking about’ look on my face and he laughed and pointed at my phone. As we set off, I took my phone out of my pocket and realised that it had been muted. I then clicked into applications and saw something new called ToothTalk with the Bluetooth logo as the symbol. I opened the software and instantly there was a message from Mike saying, ‘Hi Sexy’
Mike led with a hint and took his earphones out and plugged them into his iPhone. I did the same and gave our folks a warning that we were both listening to music. I settled down for a good, silent chat with Mike.
Me: Who’s a clever boy then?
Mike: Well I couldn’t stand not being able to chat to you all day
Me: Sorry for being such a wimp before but I was scared. Still not 100%
Mike: No worries honey and by the way, thanks for the awesome blow job this morning. Best way to be woken up ever. Maybe I can return the favour some day?
Me: You better had boy!
Mike: Oooh bossy!
Me: Damn right lol
Mike: OK wanna play a game?
Me: Hmmmm parents too close
Mike: lol not that kinda game babes
Me: Ahhh OK, what game then?
Mike: Well it’s not really a game, it’s more a case of ‘Ask whatever you want for an honest answer!’
Me: OK and we can ask anything?
Mike: Yeah, the idea is that u can ask something u may normally be embarrassed to ask.
Me: Anything?
Mike: Anything and you cant refuse to answer.
Me: OK, you go first lol
Mike: OK here goes. We have made love a few times now and we not used a rubber. Should I be worried?
Me: LMAO – did I not tell u I was on the pill??
Mike: phew, and no you didn’t lol
Me: Ooops sorry honey xxx My turn then. You sure anything?
Mike: Totally, I have no secrets from you
Me: OK, when we were in the dunes with that blonde guy, I looked down at one point and you two were jerking each other off. Was that a first for you? Or are you bi?
Mike: Did it bother you?
Me: Err you didn’t answer the question!
Mike: Oooh clever. No it wasn’t a first time and I think I could be bi. Does that bother you?
Me: No, not at all. It’s a bit hot actually. Did it bother you when I was doing a 69 with Kathy?
Mike: Yr fuckin jokin right??? I’ve NEVER seen anything so hot! Would you do it again with a girl?
Me: I think so, it was weird but so sexy. No offense but her tongue on me was incredible. Do you have a boyfriend?
Mike: lol no I don’t. But, there is a guy that I have done it with a few times. Im gonna guess this question isn’t over?
Me: Correct! (That was yr question) My turn. How old is he and how did it happen.
Mike: He is much older than me, in his early 40’s and it just kinda led up to it over a long time. Anything else?
Me: Yes! (u gotta be careful with your questions lol) How far have you gone with him?
Mike stopped typing and stared out of the window for a minute. I sent another message quickly
Me: Sorry, that’s too personal, you don’t have to answer that.
Mike: It’s OK, I really like the guy but I guess it went further than it should with him. We did everything. First he gave me the most amazing BJ and then I returned the favour and over quite a few times and after quite a bit of drink, I let him fuck me. I’m not gonna say I didn’t enjoy it, cos I did, and we have done it a few times since, but I suppose I shouldn’t have really gone that far with him.
Me: Cos of his age?
Mike: You could say that yes!
Me: OK I won’t ask anymore, def your turn!
Mike: Sure you still not turned off me now?
Me: It would take a lot more than that babes! And now I wish I’d seen you sucking off that guy in the dunes! He was hot!
Mike: Nice cock too lol!
Me: OK, ask me a question!
Mike: If we got caught out, would you run away with me!
Me: Would you want me to?
Mike: Cheating! Answer the question!
Me: In a heartbeat baby. I know I am only young and some may a bit stupid for saying this but I cannot imagine my life without you by my side to hold and love me. So YES YES YES!!!! I would miss my Mum terribly but if she didn’t like our relationship, I couldn’t stay. So would you want me to?
Mike: No!
Me: What???????????
Mike: I would want that as a last resort. I would want them to accept us and deal with it. Would you want them to discover us or would you rather we told them?
Me: Wow, that shows my immaturity doesn’t it. I didn’t even think of telling them. I just thought of ways for them not to find out. But that woud be the right way. Certainly not just now cos yr Dad might drive us off the road lol
Mike: Hmmm good point and hide the knives from yr Mum?
Me: Good thinking!
Mike: OK, what is my most attractive feature?
Me: Hmmm, definitely your smile. Mine?
Mike: Oh without question, your bum!
Me: What?
Mike: It is the most perfect bum ever! You are lucky you don’t have teeth marks in it!
Me: Errr thanks I think!
Mike: It was a compliment! I could marry your bum!
Me: Well it looks like I am dating one!
Mike: Yr calling me a bum now? Hey are we dating?
Me: Feels like it!
Mike: I guess it does. I love you so much Lucy, it actually hurts and I’ve never said that to anyone before.
Me: I’m in the same place Mike. I know it is a cheesy line from a movie but, you complete me!
Mike: Yes cheesy, Jerry McGuire, but perfect for me too. I will not lose you, I refuse.
Me: Deal xxx
We asked a million more questions during the trip and even though we barely looked at each other during the trip, I felt so much closer to Mike after our ‘honesty session’. He admitted to feeling the same and the conclusion was that we needed some more alone time, not just for sex, but to have some true lovemaking. We also agreed that while our situation was awkward, there was nothing morally wrong with what we were doing. We weren’t REAL brother and sister, it was only because our stupid parents got married. We both felt bad because we muted that we hoped their marriage failed! We each apologised for that but still had a laugh about it.
We had a great day out and it was late when we set off back to our island. It had been a long day and I still felt a little exhausted from the day before. When we got into the car for the return journey, I settled back into my seat and tried to sleep but could not get comfortable. I made it very public knowledge and my Mum was the one who asked Mike if I could lay on his lap. He grumbled a bit but allowed me (hee hee). Mum passed me a thin blanket and I was soon very comfortable. The only person who could look back was John and he did once or twice, so I kept a close watch on him as I brought the blanket right up and slowly extracted Mike’s cock from his shorts, so it was hidden from view. Then, just using my tongue and the tips of my lips, I began to give him the longest, most sensual blow job of his life as my hidden hand caressed his smooth balls. My poor cunt was leaking like crazy but had to remain untouched by my lover as I slurped noiselessly on his perfect tool. At least half an hour later I felt him squeeze my arm hard and I prepared myself for feeding and I wasn’t disappointed. Blast after blast of his man cream filled my mouth and I relished his juice before I allowed it to slide down my throat. How he ever managed to stay silent and undetected through that is beyond me. I moved forward slightly and held him gently in my mouth until his ardour and his racing heart subsided then carefully put him back into his shorts. Contented, I drifted off to sleep.
When we arrived home, I was very groggy and did not want to move from my comfy place and I felt a pair of strong arms pick me up and start to carry me into the house. My eyes were closed but the hands held me a little oddly as we moved up the stairs. One was around my back and the hand was resting firmly on my left breast and the other was supporting me by my bum and it felt like a thumb was pressed right up on my pussy lips and with such thin material, the bounce of each step was making the thumb move a fraction further against me. Before we reached the bedroom, I opened my eyes expecting to see Mike smiling a dirty smile at me but no, it wasn’t Mike, it was his Dad and as soon as my eyes opened he seemed to reposition his hand immediately, trying to make a bit of a joke, ‘Jeez Lucy, you weigh a bloody ton!’
My mind started to play the same tricks as it had done earlier with the door business and I pushed it to the back of my mind. John had never been like that with me, why would he start that now? I was being ridiculous, it was narrow set of stairs and it can’t be that easy to carry someone my size up to bed. Being a bit paranoid, I went to the bathroom and found the set of scales. The most important thing on my tired mind was, ‘Am I really that heavy?’

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Love in the Club

The club was loud and dirty and crowded. Everyone was bumping into me and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. As bad as it sounds, something about it was enthralling. People were grabbing me and there were lots of couples in various stages of sex. I saw a girl bouncing up and down on some guy’s lap, and I started to get wet. My thin silky panties were quickly soaked and I was afraid someone would see the juices under my short blue skirt. Suddenly I felt a big hand beneath my legs. It roughly grabbed at my pussy, and I was struck dumb for a moment and couldn’t move. After a few rough strokes, the hand left and I turned around, trying to see who it was. There were too many people, it could have been any one if them.
Someone came up behind me and grabbed my waist, grinding his groin against my ass. His cock was hard and it made me wetter. I tried to turn around, but he wouldn’t let me and started rubbing my tits through my white tank top. He moved his hand down to my skirt and lifted it up. Yeah, it was the same hand; I could tell. He wasn’t as rough though, probably because he was now right next to me. He rubbed my clit and I started to breathe hard. Another guy dancing with a girl stared at me as he grinded against her. I felt so exposed and horny. I began to move my hips against the guy behind me, and he kissed my neck as my juices coated his hand. He turned me around and I got my first look at him. He was kind of gorgeous and had dark eyes and dark brown hair. His features were chiseled and his lips were gorgeous. He stared at me for a second, as if he had realized something, and then grabbed the back of my head and kissed me long and hard. His hands went from my head to my waist, then grabbed my ass and pulled up my skirt. He tugged my panties to the side and plunged a finger into my pussy. I gasped and broke the kiss, but only had a moment to breathe before he brought his lips to mine again. I thought for a second that the guy who had looked at us must have been having a good time watching now. I reached my hand into his pants and felt his rock hard cock jump into my hands. It was big, it was going to be too big for me.
This was happening too fast. I had no idea who this guy was, but god he was good. He kept fucking me with his finger and I was moaning into his mouth. I ran my fingers up and down his cock and could feel the precum leaking from the tip. He got me to the edge and then pulled his hand away. I wanted to come so badly, but he grabbed my arm and led me away.
“I don’t want anyone to see you anymore.” He must have seen the guy watching us. It was so crowded and it seemed like there was nowhere to go. He opened a door; it was a closet with a broom and vacuum. He threw those out and shoved me into the tiny little space.
“Umm I get a little claustropho–”
“Shhh” he said, putting his hand over my mouth. He stared at me. His eyes were so deep and his mouth was tantalizing. Lowering his hand, he slowly brought his lips towards mine. He didn’t want to fuck. He wanted to make love. There was something about him, though, that pulled me in, some strange quality that forced me to kiss him back. I tore my lips off his and slowly moved down. I pulled his pants and black boxer-briefs down and came face to, well, head with his cock. It was huge. I had never had something so massive inside me. Trying not to look intimidated, I kissed the tip and slowly took it into my mouth. He looked down at me with those eyes and I tried to bob my head up and down, but I knew there was no way I could swallow even half of it.
He took my arm and pulled me up. Great, I can’t do a decent blowjob and now he’s going to toss me to the curb. But no. He put his hand on my cheek and traced the outline of my jaw. He kissed me once and pulled off his shirt. He was even more beautiful without his shirt and his muscles were like a sculpture. He grabbed the bottom of my tank top and quickly pulled it over my head, releasing my breasts. He slipped a finger in the elastic of my panties and pulled them down. I stepped out of them and he put them in his pocket. Something to remember me by.
“Your cock is too big, it won’t fit.”  I tried to say, but he was already lifting up my leg. His cock rubbed against my pussy, coating it with my juices. He leaned over and kissed my breasts and then made his way up to my neck. There was something about him that paralyzed me. I was powerless. When his kisses got to my mouth, his cock slid into me. I yelped into his mouth; his cock was so big and stretched me beyond my limits. He kept kissing me and with each thrust his cock went deeper and deeper.
“Yes, yes” I pleaded between breaths. He pulled me close and my skirt rose as he grabbed my ass and shoved me onto his cock. “oh fuck me, fuck me” he drove me wild, and the loud music outside throbbed in my head as I came all over his cock. I kissed him hard and panted, trying to recover. He didn’t let me, though, and kept thrusting into me.
“Please, it’s too much” I said, feeling his flesh finally slap against mine. His cock was all the way in, and while it felt so good, it was a lot to take. “Shh,” he said again. “Oh god yesss, oh yess,” I moaned “you’re so big, it feels so good.” Already I could feel myself coming again and I raked my fingernails over his smooth back. He began to breathe harder and I looked into his eyes. I kissed him. I kissed him and as my tongue roamed his mouth, his cock plunged into my tight pussy. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist, now riding him and I bounced up and down. Soon I was about to come again. I was so exhausted but even as I came I pushed myself onto him.
When I came down from my bliss I could hear he was grunting and must have been close. He kissed me hard and then lifted me off. I quickly took the little bit of his cock that I could manage into my mouth and sucked as hard as I could. He let out a large moan and what felt like bucket loads of cum went straight down my throat. I ran my tongue up and down his cock, almost worshiping it’s power. I stood up and said, “Is it crazy to think that I’m in love with you?”
“Shh,” he smiled and kissed me.

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The War of 2020

The War of 2020
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My baby and I move in with my brother

My name is Jill I was was a new single mother who was experiencing some hard times the father of my baby left when I was about 3 months pregnant and I could not afford my place. I did not know what to do then my wonderful brother Steve said I could stay with him till I figured it out. Steve was 3 years older than me fairly fit about 6 feet tall.

Confessions of a Stripper

I sat on a bench in the locker room thinking to myself, “What have I just done?” I looked at a stack of money I was clenching in my right hand. I counted a total of $1100. Numerous emotions ran through my head as I was trying to decide whether having just fucked a stranger for money was a good thing or bad thing.