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Knowing 2

After a quick breakfast of eggs and coffee, he left the house and crossed the lawn. The front door was unlocked, as promised, and as he entered, he surprised the two teenage girls watching TV in the front room.
“Hello.” said one of them, looking a little startled that a stranger had just walked right in without knocking.
“Well, hello yourself.” he replied, smiling. “I guess your Mom didn’t tell you about me. That’s understandable, I guess.
“Who are you?” asked the other one. “Wait, I know you. You’re Tony from next door, right?”
“Correct.” he answered. “I know your names are Tia and Mia, but I don’t know which name goes with which person.”
“I’m Tia.” said the first girl, standing up and holding out her hand to shake. He took it and kissed the back of it, instead.
“An honor.” he said softly, letting it go. The other girl stayed seated on the sofa, so he came over to her.
“And that makes you Mia.” he said, taking her hand and kissing the back of it as well.
“It does.” she agreed, letting her hand be kissed.
“Well, Mia, Tia, if you’ll excuse me, I believe your mother is expecting me upstairs in her room.” he said, moving towards the stairs.
“Wait a minute, you’re going up to her room?” Tia interrupted, catching his arm as he passed her. “Does she even know you’re coming?”
“I’m not coming yet, Tia, but if you’ll be so kind as to let me go, I’m sure I will be soon.” he joked, tugging his arm free.
“What does that mean?” Mia asked, getting up to follow him. Both girls were right behind him as he climbed the stairs.
“Which is your mother’s room?” he asked, seeing three closed doors on the second floor. There was also a small bathroom up there, but that door was open.
“That one.” Tia said, pointing at the far end of the hallway. “Why? You can’t go in there… Wait!!”
Both girls watched in astonishment as he went down the hall and let himself in, and, after a small wry smile over his shoulder at them, closed the door behind him.
“Holy moly, what do you think he’s doing in there?” Mia asked her sister, clutching her arm.
“Let’s go listen at the door.” Tia answered, going quietly down the hall. Both girls huddled together outside the door and tried to hear the muffled voices coming from within.
* * *
“Hello, Leah, your Master is here. I think you should get on your knees and welcome me home with your mouth.” he said. She was curled up on her bed, wearing a bathrobe and facing away from him. She turned her head and looked at him, bleary eyed from crying.
“Do it right now, slave!!” he ordered.
“Tony…” she whispered.
“Are you my slave or not?” he demanded. “You’re upset because I put a baby in your belly, right? You think you can just forget everything that happened between us this morning because of that?”
“But Tony…” she tried again. He would have none of it.
“But nothing. Did you or did you not give yourself to me? Forever?” he said. “I know who you are, Leah, and deep down, this is what you really wanted. A son. And now you have him.”
She touched her belly again, a look of wonder on her face. “How can you know…” She looked right into his eyes. “How can you know all these things? Things about me, what I’ve always really wanted, who I really am, how can you know?” She started to cry again. “How can you know I’m pregnant with your son?”
“I can feel it inside me, and I know things.” he said simply. “I’ve had it all my life. I feel it a lot more strongly with you, though. The strongest it’s ever been with anyone.” He looked at her sharply.
“Dammit, now is not the time for talking! Get on your knees in front of me, and welcome me here with your mouth, little slave slut cunt!” he ordered, and she moved slowly to obey.
“NOW!” he demanded. “Or do I need to give you a spanking to more firmly establish my rightful place over you?”
“No, master, please don’t spank me. I promise I’ll be good from now on.” she said, moving with better speed at his threat. She got into position and opened his fly, reached her right hand in and pulled him out, then captured his cock with her mouth. He let her suck it a short moment, then withdrew it from her lips.
“Very good, slave. Tell me again who you are.” he told her. “Sit up straight, hands behind your back, tits thrust out, and eyes forward. Tell me who you are!!”
“I’m your slutty little cumwhore, Master.” she said.
“Louder!” he ordered. “Tell me who you are!!”
“I’m your fuck-slut whore; your slave, Master!” she cried out.
“What did you give me, slave?” he demanded.
“I gave you my ass, my pussy, and my mouth, Master. Everything I have belongs to you now. You even took my womb, if what you say is true, Master. Everything I have is yours, Master.”
“Oh, it’s true, slave slut.” he said. “When can I fuck you?”
“Anytime, any hole, anywhere, Master.” she told him.
“Louder, bitch!!” he demanded again.
“Anytime, any hole, any where you want me, Master. I’m your fuck toy, your slutty little whore. You can fuck me whenever you want, anywhere you want, in any hole you want. I promise I’ll never tell you no.” she cried out loudly.
“Very good, my little cumslut. You may return to the bed, where you will lay face down, legs wide open, and await my return. I need a shower and to relieve myself.”
She obeyed him, getting into the position he’d ordered her into. She heard him leave the room and her mind whirled, reeling with the things alive inside her.
* * *
He pulled the door shut behind him and looked at the two teenage girls in the hall, who were looking at him in astonishment and wonder.
“You were listening at the door, I presume?” he said to them. They both nodded, speechless. “And you heard everything? What did you see?”
“Nothing!” Tia said quickly. “The door was closed, wasn’t it, Mia?”
Tony shifted his gaze to the younger girl, staring her right in the eye. “Mia? Was the door closed?”
Looking tranced, she slowly shook her head. “No. Tia opened it, and we both looked.”
“Mia! You little bitch!” Tia exclaimed. “What are you doing?”
Tony shifted his gaze to Tia, capturing her gaze as well. “What did you see, Tia?”
She struggled within herself as his eyes pierced her, then something broke. “I saw Mother… sucking your… thing.” she answered softly. “Why would she do that, Tony? I don’t understand any of this.”
“Your mother is my sex slave, girls.” he explained, glancing at both of them. “I know who she really is, and I know the same thing about both of you girls, as well.” He looked at both of them again. “I know how what you saw and heard made you feel. I know how it makes you feel when you remember it, that ball of heat in your lower belly, an itch you can‘t scratch, deep inside.”
“I know that each of you wishes it was her on her knees in front of me, being told to do all the dirty things.” he went on. “I can make those dreams come true, girls. All you have to do is kneel before me and give yourselves over to me. I can make you feel all the things you never dared to dream could be real.”
He could see the mind of each girl whirling with the thoughts he read aloud to them. Confusion about this new element in their lives so suddenly. Lust in the memory of what they saw their mother doing, and the vision of themselves in that position. He reached out both hands and took the decision away from them.
He put on hand on each of their shoulders and gently pushed them to their knees. “You know this is right. This is the way is supposed to be. You can feel how natural this is, can’t you? You’re in your rightful place now, and all that’s missing is me telling you what to do. You want me to give an order, anything, just so you can obey it, don’t you? That’s all your waiting for, isn’t it?”
Both girls nodded in unison, looking up at him. “I’m going to grant you most secret desire, both of you. I’m going to order you to do the dirtiest, most nasty thing either of you never dared to dream about. I know both of your souls, every fiber of them.” he looked steadily at them both. “Tia, Mia, kiss each other on the mouth. Kiss your secret lover.”
He put a hand on each of their heads and turned them to face each other. Tia’s eyes met Mia’s, then he was moving their faces closer, closer… their lips touched, and they were kissing, more and more passionately as the seconds flew by.
He pushed his shorts down as the two girls forgot about him, lost in the kiss, then he pushed his erection right between their mouths, so that they were then both kissing his cock.
He moved Tia’s mouth over the end of it first, pushing it between her lips slowly, letting her tongue play with it. He gave it to Mia after her sister had had it for a minute and taken half its length.
Mia was a natural like her mother, enjoying it in her mouth and delighting in playing with it. He let her bring him right to the brink, then turned back to Tia.
Tia opened her mouth willingly, sucking the head of it lightly, and then it shot a huge mess of goo. She got a shocked, panicky look in her eye and quickly turned her head to the side, but he was already giving it back to Mia.
Mia saw the next one shoot out, a milky white liquid that went right into her mouth. She tasted salty musk, a little bitter, and it immediately coated every inch of the inside of her mouth with the flavor. He pushed it inside her lips and let her continue sucking on it. She didn’t seem to mind the taste, although her sister was have a more difficult time with it.
Tia was gagging and spitting, trying to clear her mouth of the horrid stuff, and he smiled down at her, amused.
“Problem, Tia?” he asked, mildly.
“Gah, yuck!” she said. “Please don’t do that again.”
“Again?” he asked.
“Well, yeah.” she said. “I know you’re going to be telling me to suck it again sometime, and I don’t mind doing that part of it, but I really don’t want you finishing like that anymore.” He raised his eyebrows at her. “Well, I heard Mother say she was yours forever. Isn’t that how long you’re going to want us, too?”
“Yeah, Tony, this is forever, right? I can’t imagine ever meeting anyone else who knows us like you do. Nobody else has ever even come close!!” Mia added.
“Both of you want this forever?” he asked them. They both nodded, smiling. “You’re willing to make that commitment today, forever?”
“Oh, Tony, this is what we always dreamed about!!” Mia said, clapping her hands.
“I know you did, but tell it to me in your own words, girls.” he told them.
“Ever since we were little girls, we talked about some man coming and taking us, making us obey him, making us do everything.” Tia said.
“When we saw you with Mother, Tony, both of us knew that man was you.” Mia added.
“You both know what I’m going to do to seal you to me forever. Don’t you?”
“Yes, Tony.” they said in unison.
“Tony… Hmm, I think you two should call me Master, just as your mother does. Try it right now.” he told them.
“Yes, Master.” they said together.
“In that case, ladies, I want you both to go to your rooms, undress completely, then lay down on your bed, legs open wide, and wait for me. Leave the doors open, too. I want you each to hear me taking your sister.”
He watched them go into their rooms, noting which was which, then went back into Leah’s room.
“I have something to show you, my little slave slut. There’s something I want you to see, and I want you to keep silent the whole time I’m doing it. That’s an order, and if you break this order, if you utter one peep of protest, then I will leave this house and never return. You will have to find another Master, one who does not know you, or let this person inside you die forever. This is your only warning, Leah. One sound of protest, and I’m walking out forever. Do you understand?”
She looked at him and nodded.
“Very well, slave. Remember this order. Not one word.” He turned and left the room.
He went down the hall to Tia’s room and entered, seeing her laying on her back, totally naked, her legs open wide, as instructed.
“Very good, Tia. You may kneel before me, back erect, head up, and tits thrust out.” he told her. A moment later, she was in position, and he moved right in front of her.
“I’m going to teach you a Mantra, Tia. Repeat it after me, please.” he said. “I’m am your willing sex slave, Master. Use my body for your pleasure, please. I exist only to serve you.”
“I’m am your willing sex slave, Master. Use my body for your pleasure, please. I exist only to serve you.” she repeated.
“Again.” he commanded. She said it again, and then a third time.
“Very good. Follow me.” he told her. She got up and followed him into the hall, and then he took her hand and led her into her mother’s room.
The look of surprise on Leah’s face was everything he could have hoped for, when she saw her eldest daughter standing naked beside him. He looked at her sternly and put a finger to his lips, shaking his head at her. She bit her tongue and held her peace, but he could see the obvious effort it cost her.
“Now, Tia, I want you to go to your knees and recite your mantra again.” he said to the girl. Tia glanced nervously at her mother, but Leah didn’t say a word. Tia knelt down.
“I’m am your willing sex slave, Master. Use my body for your pleasure, please. I exist only to serve you.”
“Very good, Tia, now get up and go over to the bed. This is something your mother needs to see. It’s part of her journey, and yours, too.”
“Yes, Master.” Tony followed her over to the bed, then made her sit down on the edge of it.
“Lift your legs up to your chest, Tia.” he instructed. “That’s it… now open them. Display yourself so your Master may feast his eyes on you.” He looked at her open before him, reveling in the sight of her tasty looking little quim, tight and closed. Well, he would have it opened soon enough…
“Leah, you gave me everything. I have taken you in all three of your orifices, and taken your womb as well. It seems you’re not the only one who needs me in her life. Tia and Mia recognized me as their master right away.”
He looked Tia straight in the eye. “Don’t worry, Tia, although I am doing this to show your mother something about herself, I am well aware that this is your first journey, too. I am going to take my time with you and show you everything about yourself, as well.” She nodded, biting her lip a little. “You’re nervous.”
She nodded again, looking down. He lifted her gaze back up to his, a finger under her chin.
“It’s okay to be nervous, but it helps to feel how right this is. You can feel that, you know it to be true, so rest easy and trust me. I promise you can trust me.” She nodded again, and he let her go, turning to look at Leah.
“You can rest in that, too, Leah, feeling how right this is. I promise you can trust me.” He kissed her, sliding his hands onto her shoulders and rolling her onto her stomach. He moved her hands down her body and into her own crotch. “Touch yourself, Leah. Touch yourself and make yourself come for me.”
She moaned and closed her eyes, rubbing between her legs with both hands.
“Look at me and answer, slave.” he told her, and she opened her eyes, startled.
“Yes, master.” she whispered.
“I want you to come at the same time Tia and I do.” he said. “Answer me!” he ordered. “You need some discipline, slave. You’ll get in in due time, I guarantee it.”
She closed her eyes, and was shocked when he slapped her lightly.
“Answer me when I give you a command, slave! Every time!!” he said sternly. She stared open-mouthed a moment, but when his eyes hardened she quickly spoke up.
“Yes Master!” she said.
“Repeat your last order, slave.” he said moving away from her.
“You ordered me to have an orgasm at the same time as you and Tia.” she sobbed. She watched him move down the bed towards her oldest daughter, and saw her daughter welcome him with open arms, kissing him back.
He stood up on the bed over her, pulling her up to her knees before him. “Recite.”
“I’m am your willing sex slave, Master. Use my body for your pleasure, please. I exist only to serve you.”
“Very good, slave. Are you ready to give me your whole body for my pleasure?
“Oh yes, master, please! Open me into womanhood Master, I’m ready!”
“Lay down on your back and pull your knees up and open for me, Tia.” he said. She hurried to obey, looking up at him with her breasts squished together between her knees.
“Yes Master.” she said. He knelt down before her and pulled her a little closer, then pulled Leah closer and lay her head on Tia’s stomach.
“At the same time, Leah.” he told her.
“Yes master.” Leah said.
“Good slave.” he said approvingly. “Perhaps your punishment need not be quite so harsh later, if I can see some willing participation. These are your daughters, after all.”
He rubbed his cock up and down Tia’s tight little clam a few times, finding the opening into her, and letting her feel him there. Then he slid it up over her clit, the whole length of it, and pressed himself into her belly, feeling her tits mash against his chest, and kissed her.
“First this.” he whispered, then began kissing his way down her body, both her nipples, her belly button, then behind her left knee, and he licked his way up her thigh, looking into her eyes until the last moment.
He put his whole mouth over her mons and laved his tongue in between her labia, the tip of it tickling her clit a moment before lapping along the whole length.
She shuddered and gasped, writhing in his grasp on her hips, his arms hooked under her knees and holding them open.
“Hold still honey, hard as it is to do it, hold still and just feel what he’s doing to you.” Leah whispered to her daughter.
“Oh mom.” Tia whispered, looking into her mother’s eyes. “Oh mom. We found him.”
“I know honey, its okay, I know.” Leah answered, beginning to cry. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”
“Oh mom…” Tia whispered, then shuddered again as his fingers began probing at both her opening inside and her asshole. She sort of lost the ability to talk after that, with his tongue still working relentlessly on her clit. All she could do was shudder and moan out her pleasure.
Leah watched her daughter come nearly to a climax, then Tony raised himself. He grabbed Tia’s knees in his hands and pushed her wide open, positioning his cock with his hips, then pushing himself inside.
Tia gasped and opened her eyes wide, feeling him penetrate her, then there was a piercing pain as he broke her open. She gasped again as he paused, drawing back a little.
“I’m inside you.” he told her, then pushed his hips forward sank more inside, over half, and she was squirming under him, trying to move back.
“Oooh, oh, please…” she gasped, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. “Please? I… I don’t…”
She squirmed backward even harder, but he had a firm grip on her legs, and as soon as she wriggled backward a little, he simply pulled her whole body forward again and drove his cock into her slightly more each time.
“Take it Tia, push your hips back at me; fuck me back and quit trying to get away!”
“Oh, no, please! I don’t want-”
“ARE YOU MY SLAVE OR NOT!!!” he thundered down into her face. She turned her face away.
“Please, no…” she whimpered.
“Tia, look at me.” he said. “Tia…”
She turned her face back and met his gaze.
“Don’t be afraid, Tia. You can trust me; I promise. Don’t hold back because you’re afraid. Just let it go. Trust me.”
“Y-yes master.” she gasped, and held still as he entered her once more, pushing himself all the way inside her.
“Uuuuhhhhh!!” she gasped, “Oh God, you’re SO BIG!!”
“Its all the way inside you, Tia.” he said, holding himself close against her. “The whole thing is inside you. I own you now and you’re mine.”
He began thrusting it in and out, fucking her with his whole length. She tossed her head from side to side and began moaning her pleasure.
“Come with us, Leah. Rub it with both hands and come with us.” Tony looked at Leah right in the eye. “You’re a part of this, you’re part of Tia’s first sex. He moved Leah’s face closer with one hand, cupping the back of her head.
“Tony, no, please…” Leah moaned, “Don’t make me do this! Please?” Leah begged. Tony pushed her face closer to her daughter’s, then Tia began kissing her.
“Mother.” Tia said. “I love you, Mother.”
“I love you too, Tia, I’m sorry.” Leah cried.
“I’m not sorry. Mother.” Tia said. “This is the way its supposed to be. Can’t you feel it?”
“Turn around, Leah.” Tony said. He pushed her shoulder away and pulled her knee, turning her body around 180*.
“What- what are you doing?” Leah asked, letting him lift her hips and pull her back. Tia’s head was right between her thighs when he was done.
“I’m doing this.” he said, burying his face in her behind and licking her asshole.
“And I’m doing this.” Tia said, lifting her head and licking up the length of her mother’s slit. “Ohh, you taste good, mommy!”
Tony renewed his strokes in and out of Tia’s tight little pussy, and soon all three of them came to climax together. His seed spurted deep inside Tia’s fertile womb; Tia felt the walls of her pussy rippling as her mother bucked out her own pleasure, and both women were wailing at the top of their lungs.

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This Story Is About Cindy 1:3

So this is chapter 3 of the first part. Go read part one and two if you haven’t yet. Again, this is not a quick-fap story. Not going to re-explain myself every chapter, so go read the intro to 1:1 and 1:2. Anyways, ENJOY! 😀

A Family Betrayal Chapter 3

The names in this story are fictional. Beginning of friendship, A Halloween party amongst family, a sudden turn, A fathers journey into the dreams of four

Helping Sarah

Adam tries to help his sister’s insomnia, ended up much more devious than he had expected.

The Bradford Family Saga (end)

“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
*************************
Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
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I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
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The Little Mermaid (Part 1)

I enjoy erotic fiction that is based on movies we know and love. I don’t see much of this these days so I thought I would change that. This is my first story so I hope you will be kind about your suggestions.

Verry Incestous Relations 3

Cindy’s twin teenage boys dedicate themselves to seducing their gorgeous mother, her breathtaking sister, and her luciously ripe bodied cousin, with randy results

He sells me

He sells me
My husband married me when I was quite young. I had very little experience with sex. My parents were very poor and he was ten years older than me and very well to do. On our wedding night he made it quite clear that I was not only his wife but his property. He took off his belt and whipped me with it until I screamed that I belonged to him and would do anything he ordered me to do. I spread my legs wide for him that night and felt him plow me for hours. I had never really sucked a cock before I married but that soon changed. On the morning of our first day of marriage, he ordered the maid to come into our bedroom and get on her knees and show me how he liked his cock sucked. By the way she dropped to her knees without a second thought lead me to believe she had been trained to obey orders without question. As she began to suck him, my husband grabbed me by my long black hair and held me close. “Watch and learn.” was all he said. He got harder as she sucked. She began to work her way down his shaft letting her tongue come out of her mouth to lick his balls. A gagging sound could be heard coming from her throat once or twice as she closed her eyes and forced the entire shaft into her wet mouth. Her drool ran down into his pubic hair as he held her in place for a full minute before allowing her to expel his manhood and gasp for air. She was forced down again only seconds later for another minute. This girl was also busy unbuttoning her blouse which she let drop to the floor. She then unclasped her bra and put it with the blouse. Next came her skirt which unzipped down the side and fell away. She wore no panties. I then noticed that she was shaved all over and that she must tan in the nude because she had no tan lines just beautiful dark smooth skin. Her deep throat cock sucking continued for the better part of half an hour. My husband then groaned and filled her mouth with thick hot cum. After the fucking he had given me all night, I was surprised at the amount of cum he had spent into her open mouth. She then rocked back on her heels and tilted her head upwards with mouth still open. “She is waiting for you to lie down and open your mouth,” my husband told me. I knew he meant business. I laid down and open wide as his maid lowered her mouth to mine and filled it my husband’s juices. To my surprise, his cum was followed by her tongue. I swallowed his spunk and allowed her to explore my mouth for several minutes. She then began to trail her mouth down my body to my nipples. As she bit and sucked them one and then the other, I began to feel aroused. I had never even kissed anther woman and now I was now having sex with one. She worked her way down my belly to my pussy. I was hot by then and opened my thighs to give her total access to my slit. “ You may have noticed that all my servants are female,” my husband began to speak to me. “One of the ways that I support my lavish life stile is to sell my servants as whores from time to time. Some of them bring up to a thousand dollars a night. You will be joining them as one of my whores very soon,” he told me. I was in shock. I was to be sold as a whore. I would have to fuck anyone who paid the price to my husband. I was trying to absorb all of this while his beautiful maid ate my pussy until I came. I was light headed and trying to catch my breath as she licked my pussy juice from her lips and asked my husband if he required anything else. He dismissed her and turned his attention to me.
“ My driver will take you shopping today. Have the maid bathe and dress you. I will see you when you get back,” he said over his shoulder as he left the bedroom.
The maid drew my bath and came back into the bedroom to collect me. All during my bath she rubbed my private areas to clean me of all the sex I had had that morning. She then took a razor and shaved my pussy bald. I was dying to ask her what was in store for me as a whore. She must have anticipated my questions. “ You must learn to talk more like a dirty whore. I will teach you what to say,” she informed me. “ For now you need to get ready to go shopping. The driver will be here soon.”
When the driver came into the bedroom, I was still naked. “ Is this the Master’s new bride? Or should I say new whore?” sneered the driver. “ Just dress her in a robe. We don’t want to be late.”
I was placed in the limo is a silk robe and slippers. The driver sat down in the back with me. She slapped my face. And then again. “ I have to train you to be a good whore and for that I want something in return! Now strip!” I slipped off the robe. I was scarred. “ Now eat my pussy you bitch!” Although I had never done such a thing, I copied the maid and began to work my tongue up into her already wet pussy. She moaned and then grabbed my hair and forced my face farther into her cunt. I reached up with my fingers and spread her pussy lips apart and sucked her clit. As I did this, she spread her legs wide apart. “ Now get that tongue up my ass Bitch!” She reached down and twisted one of my nipples hard. I was getting used to taking orders and quickly had my tongue up her asshole as far as it would go. I worked it in a circular motion as she pushed harder against me. My nose was buried in her snatch as I tongued her ass. “Now suck my ass you slut!” I sucked and licked as she screamed and came all over my face. Whack! Another hard slap to my face. “ If you say anything to anyone about this, I will beat you black and blue. Do you understand me?!” she yelled. I nodded yes and slipped my robe back on as she drove me to our destination.
The limo left the freeway and took an exit in the rough part of town. The driver parked outside a rundown store and opened the door for me. We both went inside and were greeted by a black man who asked us what we were looking for. Before I could speak, the driver said that I was about to start turning tricks and needed something to get attention. The man led us to the back and told the driver that he was sure we could find something to suit us. “ Well strip bitch!” ordered the driver. She ripped the robe off of me and made me start trying on things right in the middle of the store. The man who greeted us got a good look at my freshly shaved pussy and everything else. “You like what you see?” she asked the black man. “Yes I sure do, mame’ “ he smiled.
The driver handed me a short skirt with zip up side like the maid wore. It was eight inches above my knees. Bright red with a gold zipper. Next I got a very small bikini type string tie top to go with it. It barely covered my 36C tits. My nipples were clearly visible. “That won’t do,” said the driver. She took off my top and ripped the thin lining off of the cups. When I put it back on, my nipples showed through like I had nothing on at all. Five inch spiked heels finished the look. Next came a formal type dress with a slit to the waist in jet black and more high heels. After that came a very short dress made of stretch material that showed every curve I had. Then another short dress with a zipper down the front from it’s plunging neck line to it’s hem barely below my pussy. “ This one will be good if you have to fuck some guy in an alley. Just unzip and fuck,” the driver smiled as she spoke.
On this went until I had quite a group watching me try on these next to nothing garments. I even tried on a set of chaps. “ We have a regular who likes cowgirls. He is really good with a bullwhip too. I still have a couple of marks to prove it,” the driver confided.
Then it was time to check out and leave. “ Tell you what I going make you a deal old man. I got the cash here but I want to keep that for myself. I’ll have this bitch suck you off for the clothes.” “ You got close to a grand in outfits there. Must be twenty dresses alone. I can’t give that up for a blow no matter how good she looks,” the old black man replied. “ Ok, let’s see, you got about eight guys looking on. How about a blowjob for each of them and you can charge and have a free one yourself?” she offered. My eyes must have gotten big because she warned me about complaining with just a hard look. “What do you say to fifty dollars a blow, fellas?” said the old man to my on lookers. They all agreed. I was about to suck off nine black guys and I was warned to swallow every drop of cum or take a beating.
The driver came close to me and whispered, “ Now go over there and give them a big smile and say something like ‘ who wants to be first, I just love black cock.’ Then go down on them like you love it. That way they will cum quick and we can get the hell out of this dump!”
The first guy’s was the biggest cock I have ever seen. I could tell by his giggles that he loved it when I choked as he hit the back of my throat. Just as the maid had done, I stripped as I sucked. My tongue worked it way up and down the his huge shaft. Faster and faster I bobbed up and down. He reached down and squeezed my tit with his massive hand. That must have done it because my mouth soon filled with hot cum. I could not hold it all as pulse after pulse of sperm hit the back of my throat. I fell to the floor and fought for air as the cum spilled over my tits and belly. I had little time to rest. I was ordered back on to my knees again and the next man started to pump my face. He seemed to want to out do the last guy as he rammed his meat past my lips and down my throat. His cum was sour and smelled strong as I swallow what I could and felt the rest cover the cum already on my tits and belly.
And so the rest of the afternoon went. I was traded for some slut clothes like the cheap whore my husband would soon make of me. Man after man fucked my mouth. I would smile at each one and thank them for the cum I was allowed to swallow. When I finally finished and was allowed to crawl back into the limo, my mouth was puffy and sore. My throat was raw. My tits and belly were covered with dried cum. “ I warned you to swallow every drop, you useless bitch! Now turn over and stick your ass up in the air!” the driver yelled. With my bare ass sticking up toward the open limo door, I could not see who might be looking on. I soon felt the first of two dozen lashes she gave me with a thin belt that went with one of my new slut outfits. The deep red marks were like fire on my tender skin. I knew better than to move as she came down on my back and ass and thighs time after time. She finally let me up and told me that she would go easy on me since it was my first suck off. I thanked her.
When I arrived home, the maid collected my new things and I was taken up the back stairs to the master bathroom and quickly washed. The maid seemed in a hurry. She was rough with me. “ Your back is marked and your lips are raw. Don’t let your husband see you like this. He will be angry and we will all suffer. That damn driver likes the whip and thinks we all should. She will beat you every chance she gets. Your husband uses her to punish the rest of us and she loves it. Maybe you should keep out of sight until dinner. I am sure your husband will want you to model your new clothes tonight.” With that the maid hurried away.
With all that had happened since my wedding, the whipping seemed to bother me the least. I felt warm and sort of high after the stinging subsided. I slipped on a clean robe and sneaked down to the driver’s room. I knocked softly. She seemed surprised to see me as she opened the door. “ You seem angry with me and I want to know why, “ I said. “ I am not mad at you. I just thought your husband would marry me at one point. When you showed up, I realized I had no chance. You are beautiful. You have it all and now you have him,“ she answered.
“I understand you like the whip. Would you like to whip me. I mean really whip me as hard you like?” With that I let my robe drop to the floor and moved very close to her. She took me by the wrist and led me to her four poster bed. She then tied me to the posts at the end of the bed with silk ropes. I was told to remain quiet at all times. She then produced an eight foot bullwhip. The first lash knocked me forward a bit. The sting was overwhelming. I sucked in a deep breath. The second lash wrapped around me and struck my breast. I looked down as the red mark began to show from my nipple to my side. Another lash to the nipple and another. The driver seemed to sense that I could take more. The blows came even harder. One dozen then two dozen. I lost count as the blows fell on my legs, tits and belly. I felt faint. My knees buckled and for a moment I blacked out. I awoke on her bed. I slipped on the robe and thanked her for the beating. I would be back tomorrow for another if she would have me. She ripped open my robe and bit my nipple hard. Then she pushed me out the door.
I smiled as I slipped into my own bed for a nap before dinner. My hand moved to my pussy and I played with my clit as I drifted off to sleep. How many cocks would be forced up my cunny? Would I be fucked up my ass? I slept. The maid woke me some time later. I must prepare for dinner. I was told to make up my face and come down stairs nude. I noticed that my marks were fading. I hoped my husband would not notice in the subdued candle light at the dinner table. As I descended the stairs and walked to the dining room, I came upon the most erotic scene I have ever dreamed of. The table was set with only the finest crystal, silver and china. Lobster, steak, and lamb on large platters. Wine in golden goblets. Linen napkins shaped into fans before every plate. There was my husband at the head of the table. He rose as I entered the room. But what made me most aroused were the women. Six of them on each side to the long table. All beautiful. All naked. Black women, Asians, Mexicans, blondes, red heads and long black haired beauties. The maid and driver were among them. Their perfect skin and hair and legs and breasts. Each nipple on each beauty was erect as if they had been rubbed with ice. Perfect red lips. All lips parted as if to accept any cock put to them. They all stood with my husband. I took my chair at the end of the great table opposite my new groom. They all set and the meal began. “Let me propose a toast, “ said my husband raising his wine glass. “ To my new bride and to all the pleasure that she will bring us, “ he proclaimed as all toasted and drank.
Each of the women at the table then took up the platters of food and one by one offered my husband a chance to sample from them all. We dined for hours. Some of the women took up food in their hands and fed the one next to them. I was fed by the maid and the driver and was made to lick their fingers clean. The driver took my nipple in her teeth and bit down hard as she had earlier. My husband looked on with only mild curiosity. Everyone seemed to have a lovely time.
I was then taken back to the master bedroom and into the master bath where I was made to lie down on the tile floor with my ass up. I was given an enema. Then a second one. I was only allowed to expel the liquid after my two attendants were satisfied that my bowls were totally clean. Then a lubricant was liberally applied to my ass and I was taken to the foot of our bed. There my legs were tied to the bed legs and my hands were stretched toward the head board and tied. I was bent over with my ass totally exposed. Next I felt the intrusion of a strap-on dildo. The maid was fucking me up the ass and biting my neck. I cried out in pain as my virgin ass was being fucked hard by a twelve inch dong that must have been three inches in diameter. I was warned that must fuck her back or I would be punished. Despite the pain, I ground my ass back into the oncoming thrusts. I wanted to reach between my legs and play with my clit but the ropes held me firm. She must have known what I wanted because she slapped my cunt a dozen times in a row. My pussy juices started to flow. I turned my head and opened my mouth to hers. Our tongues danced with each other as she pounded my asshole faster and harder. The dildo pushed back to her pussy as she thrust into my ass. Her breathing got faster as she neared climax. One more hard bite on my tender neck and another hard lung into my ass and she came for a full minute. She collapsed on top of me while her breathing steadied and the dildo slowly slid out of my sore ass. “Your husband will be up soon and fuck your sweet ass for real,” she whispered while sliding off of me. I had almost forgotten the driver who had watched all of this ass fucking. She sat down just above my head and scooted her pussy up to my face. She took a handful of my hair and forced my mouth to her pussy lips. I knew what she expected of me. I was hungry to taste her cunt and even her ass again. With my mouth busy between her legs, I did not see the first lash of her whip come down on my naked back. The first of another two dozen lashes that my body would endure. Despite the pain, I was nearing my own climax. I ground my pussy into the bed and drove my tongue deep inside her sex. I came hard and long. She could feel my body shake and tense up. This made her whip me that much harder. That made my climax that much stronger. She came in my mouth and quickly left the room along with the maid.
Only moments later, I heard the sound of several people coming into the room. I turned my head and saw my husband and all the rest of the women from the diner table. It was clear as they made themselves comfortable in various places around the bed that my husband was going to ass fuck me while they looked on. He wasted not time in ramming his hard cock into my back passage. Though the dildo had stretched me out a bit, I was still very tight and sore. I could not contain a moan as he stroked me over and over. For the next half hour I was his for the taking. And take me he did. After my bottom was full of his seed, he spoke to me so all could hear. “I will not be the last man to demand an ass fucking from you my dear. Far from it. I shall make it a point to advertise the fact that you are very tight back there. Customers will pay plenty to use your butt once they hear that. But I get ahead of myself. Listen everyone. For the next week, my lovely wife will be your willing sex slave. She will be happy to do anything that you would like with her. Your pleasure is her pleasure. Isn’t that right my dear?” he asked. I knew what my answer must be and told them all that I was their slave. I would gladly service them all in any way. I thought to myself that I would not have believed what was coming out of my mouth even a week ago. Now I seem to be resigning myself to my new life. I was now a sex slave. Soon I would be a whore for my husband.
And so for the next week, I would meet and be used by all who lived and worked in my husband’s home. I no longer even questioned any orders given to me. I simply did as I was told. I was fucked day and night. Never more than a few hours passed before I was used by one or more of my new masters. The driver whipped me without mercy. I constantly carried the marks that she gave me. I was always moist between my legs after a flogging. The cook and her helper soon learned how horny I would be fresh from a beating. They would be keen to fuck me as soon as they saw the red marks. I learned how each of their pussies tasted. I learned the tastes of their assholes as well. One of the gardeners made me drink her piss as well. I was told that this would be common when I was sold to customers. I was given enemas and dildo ass fucked. This often led to a gang bang. I was simply left tied to the bed with my bare ass up. Anyone who cared to would strap on the dildo and fuck me. Some used my pussy and so used my ass. The gardener’s young nephew was allowed onto the grounds and was allowed to fuck me. I was his first. He returned two nights later with two of his young friends. They had me strip for them and spent several hours studying my body before fucking me each in turn.
My use was not confined to the house and grounds. One night, a half dozen girls dressed me in my new slut mini and bikini top and took me to a nightclub. We ordered drinks and danced with each other. Soon we were the center of attention. Men seemed to come out of the woodwork. My companions made me dance with several fat old men from out of town. I was told to let them fondle me if they wanted to and not to resist. It did not take long for the men to get the message that I was a slut. Hands went over my breasts and up my very short skirt. I had no underwear. Tongues went into my ears. I could smell the liquor and cigar smoke on their breath. They humped me as we danced. I could feel their hard cocks. During a break in the music, I asked how far I was supposed to allow these horny bastards to go. The driver told me that they would tell the men when to back off but I was to do nothing to discourage them myself. I was to play the part of the slut. As the music started up again, I was soon out on the dance floor. The old man that I was dancing with pulled me close and told me to come outside to his car with him. Before we could get very far, the driver intercepted us and whispered something in the old man’s ear. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a large roll of hundred dollar bills. He pressed a few into her hand and grabbed me by the arm. I was soon on my knees in the back of his Cadillac with his cock fucking my mouth. He was very crude with me. He called me names as he ordered me to suck harder. I sucked harder. I moaned like I did with the black guys. I hoped he would cum and let me go back inside the club. He must have been drunk because it took quite a while to get him off. After I swallowed his juices and pulled my top back on, he pushed me out of the car and drove off. “ Are you the slut with the driver inside?” asked a stranger coming my way as I approached the club. I nodded yes. “Come with us,” he commanded. I was taken around the back of the club by the stranger and his friend. I was stripped of my top and micro mini skirt leaving just my spiked heels as the only things I was wearing. They spun me around and pushed me against the wall. I was told to keep my palms flat against the rough bricks. The first man took a firm grip of my hips and forced his cock into my pussy. As he fucked me from behind, he slapped my ass and warned me to fuck him good. I ground my hips into him and begged him to fuck me. I lied to him saying how much I loved his big cock. He humped me like the cheap whore I was for fifteen or twenty minutes before he shot his wad into my gaping pussy. I was fucked in the same manner by his friend. They had one more demand before they left. “ The driver says you drink piss. On your knees and open your mouth bitch,” he commanded. The two golden streams hit my face about the same time. Their aim was for my mouth. I choked and swallowed as much as I could. They must have had a lot to drink because even after my mouth filled several times, they still had enough piss left to spray my tits, belly and pussy before their streams subsided. As they left without a goodbye, another old man passed by the alley and saw me there on my knees, naked and covered with piss. Cum was starting to drip out of my sore pussy. He seemed shy because he turned his head after getting a good look at me and moved quickly to his car.
I pulled my clothes on and went into the club. As I met up with the others who I had come with, I was taken to the ladies room and cleaned up. The maid dropped to her knees and sucked the remaining cum out of my pussy. The piss was washed off with paper towels and my make up was redone. After that I was back out on the dance floor. Twice more I was taken out to a waiting car and fucked. The driver showed my fifteen hundred dollars that she had charged for me. It paid for our night out including a midnight breakfast for us all.
As we returned home, each of the girls used my mouth, pussy and ass as the mood struck them. I found that I liked kissing them. They did not seem to mind that I had sucked so much cock just a few hours earlier. Their tongues explored my mouth like young lovers eager to learn everything about their new partner. Before I was allowed to go to bed, the driver took me to her room and gave me yet another whipping. The wine making her head swim caused her to be extra hard on me. The lashes stung my skin without mercy. She finally laid down on the bed and seemed to fall asleep leaving me to hang from the silk ropes at the foot of her bed. An hour later she awoke and released me to return to my husband. He only stirred long enough to push my head to his crotch. I sucked yet another cock before sleeping.
At the end of the week, I had a surprise visitor. My mother was waiting in the parlor when I was called down from the master bedroom. I only wore a robe and slippers. She seemed not to notice my wardrobe. Her face lit up as she saw me. After hugs and greetings, I closed the door to the hallway and drew her close to me. I asked her if she knew what kind of man my husband was and the true nature of his lifestyle? Her eyes lowered and shifted away from me. In a soft voice, she admitted that she had heard stories of what went on in the house. She said that my father had borrowed money from my husband when he was out of work. As he could not pay it back, my mother and my new husband had made a deal. “ That’s why I’m here today, my wonderful daughter. Part of the bargain was that he would get you and part of the bargain was that I would come here from time to time and be his willing sex slave,” she quietly admitted. I could have been pushed over with a feather. My own mother would be used by my husband!
One thing I will have to say is that my mother was still a rare beauty. Her curves were rounder than mine. Her breasts were a little larger and her face showed less age than her true years. I also noticed that her dress was new and exposed her neckline and hemline to the point of being nearly indecent. After more hugs, she told me that she must go to another part of the house and left me there still in shock. I went back to bed and fell asleep. I dreamed of being afloat on a great ocean. Small fish nibbled at my feet. No boat was in view. I just floated and let the tiny fish have at me.
I awoke with the feel of someone’s tongue running up the inside of my thigh. It was late. I had missed dinner. My eyes opened a bit. Who was so tenderly licking and kissing me? My eyes opened wider. I could see my husband standing at the foot of the bed. On second glance, I could see that he was fucking the girl licking me. Fucking her from behind. Fucking her in the ass from behind. He stroked her over and over as she worked her way to my pussy. Just as her tongue reached my pussy lips she looked up into my eyes. My mother was going to eat me out! I started to retreat from her but she held me still. She quickly moved to my ear and whispered, “ What man could resist such a beautiful combination as me and my beautiful daughter? Besides this is how your father’s debt will be repaid. We are poor. Your husband is powerful with powerful friends. We don’t want any trouble. Just do as you are told and everything will be fine.” I laid back and opened my legs to her. I knew at that moment that my husband truly owned me. I knew that my clever mother had made a good bargain with him. She made him marry me instead of simply hiring me for his household. I would have his name. I would not be so easy to get rid of if he tired of me. I knew that I could not let him get tired of me for the sake of my parents.
Had she made love to another women before? She surly knew what she was doing. She had probably been coming to this house without my knowledge for some time. My husband would have used her in many ways before agreeing to marry me. A moan escaped my lips as she worked her magic on my clit. I held her head firmly as to prevent her stopping my pleasure. “ Fuck me Mother! Fuck my wet pussy. Please Husband, pull your cock out of my Mother’s hot ass and let me suck it clean for you. Then plow my backside while I eat her wonderful pussy!” I cried not believing the nasty language coming out of my mouth. I gave myself up to the scene unfolding before me. I fucked my husband. I fucked my own mother. I ate the hot cum out of my mother’s ass after my husband finished pounding her. He left us to go shower and get ready for bed. At that point the driver, who must have been listening outside the bedroom door, burst in and grabbed us both by the arms. We were taken back to her room. I helped her tie my own mother to the bedposts. I watched as she brought the bullwhip down on my mother’s back time and again. I moved to kiss mother’s cheek and comfort her. “ I’ve been whipped many times by the driver. Let her finish with me,” my mother begged between lashes. Mother’s body soon bore the red stripes that all of us wore from the driver’s whip. I took mother’s place. My body carried the marks soon after my mother.
“We are to be sold as a mother/daughter team,” my mother told me. We went back to the master bedroom and joined my husband for the night. He would wake several times and have us pleasure him in every way one could think of. Our bodies were sore and covered with cum by the morning. “Rest my dear, “ said my mother. “Tonight we will be put to work.” And work we did. The driver took us to a large home in a nice section of town that night. We were greeted by a housekeeper and taken to the basement. Ropes hung from the ceiling and whips hung from the wall. We were soon joined by the master of the house and his butler. My mother and I quickly found ourselves hanging from the ropes and being whipped by the butler. At first it was hard to hear my mother cry out in pain from the vicious lashes the butler gave her. I was really enjoying the pain brought by the whip he used on my tits and ass. The driver had brought me into a world that I never knew existed. I loved the pain. Now I realized that my mother did too. She half smiled between the strokes she was receiving. We were untied and retied to each other. Our tongues met in a long kiss. This pleased our customer. He watched for a long time. After his butler had whipped us to his satisfaction, he instructed his servant to fuck us in turn. My mother’s kiss became more intense as he parted her pussy lips and stroked her hard and fast. My turn soon came and the size and strength of the butler became apparent. An hour of hard fucking left him spent. My mother must have had his spunk shot up her wet pussy. He retired to another room upstairs. The master of the house then untied us and instructed us to drop to our knees and each suck him in turn. He demanded long and deep strokes from each of our mouths. After another half hour, I sucked his cum down my throat. Then I turned to my mother and French kissed her as to allow her to taste the fruit of our labors. He seemed well satisfied. We were collected by the driver and delivered home. My mother and I both slept with my husband that night. The driver hinted to me at breakfast that she had received twenty five hundred dollars for our services. My husband would do well from our work. I found myself pleased to have earned so much for him. My father’s debt would be reduced. My mother would not have to be a whore forever even if I would.
I was informed by the maid that we would host a large party next month. All of us would work. It could last the better part of the weekend. We would service any and all guests in attendance. As his new wife, all of his best customers wanted have a turn with me. I could be sure that my legs would be spread for two whole days. Some at the party would pure hot wax on my nipples and whip it off as it cooled. Nipples clamps would be used. That did not frighten me at all. Then the maid told me that next week my nipples would be pierced. That will make them more sensitive to the clamps. No matter. My cunt grew moist just thinking of the abuse I would endure.
My mother and I were sold to a verity of customers during the next few days. A group of business men used us to entertain some important VIP’s. During a dinner out with them, my mother was taken to the men’s room. Her lips were swollen and rough looking when she returned an hour later. She had serviced several of the men with blowjobs. I was simply forced to crawl under the table and suck cock after cock until my belly was almost filled with cum. We were then taken back to their hotel room and fucked by everyone who cared to have us.
We were sent to a fraternity as a reward to the new pledges. These young boys used us in all the ways they had read about in the men’s magazines they kept stashed in their dorm rooms. Mother and I did a lesbian scene for them while they took pictures of us with their digital cameras. No doubt we would end up on the internet. They fucked us for hours before we had them satisfied.
The driver had us both dress in our leather chaps. The day had come to service the cowboy. We were escorted to a beautiful meadow after we arrived at his large ranch just outside of town. We were there only a short time before he rode up on a large horse. He was quite hansom. He produced a large double headed dildo and had me fuck my mother from behind. As I drove the dildo into her, I was also driving it into me. My back made a good target as I was bent over mother. His bullwhip struck me with a fury that I had yet to feel. He nearly broke the skin on my back as he repeatedly came down with lash after lash. I began to feel light headed. My pussy was dripping wet. I fucked my mother harder and faster. She started to cum which made me cum long and hard. The cowboy saw this and whipped me all that much harder. I looked up and took at the panoramic view across the meadow and down to a valley below. I bent down to lick my mother’s ear. My hardened nipples raked across her back. The whipping stopped. My ass fucking began. As he pounded me, I pounded my mother with the dildo. I came again. His cock stretched my asshole like never before. I begged him to fuck me deeper and harder. Suddenly he pulled out of my ass and grabbed my mother’s hair. He forced his cock into her willing mouth and choked her as his erection grew even larger. Then back into my ass came his hard cock coated with my mother’s drool. I was forced forward by his powerful strokes as he slapped my ass and rode me like on of his horses. He came so hard that much of it ran out of my ass and down the back of my thighs. Without being told to do so, my mother slid off of the dildo and had me lie down to lick his seed from my body. Her tongue soon found my asshole and licked me clean. The cowboy then rode away saying that he would see us again soon. As the driver picked us up, she stripped me of my top to see the cowboy’s handy work. I went home naked so she could glance in the rear view mirror from time to time and admire my lash marks.
The night of the big party arrived. My new golden barbells were inserted into my freshly pierced nipples. My face was made with heavy eye shade and dark lipstick. I was shaved and perfumed brought down stairs nude save for my high heels. There was my mother and the dozen other whores working for my husband. Some of them carried trays full of refreshments. Some were at the front door welcoming the first guests to arrive for the nights festivities. All were made up like me. All were naked like me. My mother looked so beautiful that I made my way over to her and gave her a deep kiss. My pussy began to get wet at the thought of fucking her once again. Next I moved to kiss my husband. He greeted me warmly and had me move to the formal living room. I was seated in a large overstuffed chair. He stood beside me as the guests approached. He was king and I was his new whore queen. I was introduced to the first guest. “If there is anything this slut can do for you, you have only to ask,” I said much to my husband’s glee. I greeted each newly arrived guest with a similar statement. The cowboy arrived. As he approached, I dodged his handshake and stroked his cock through his pants instead. “This whore will look forward to another ass fucking tonight, as will my mother,” I whispered. He smiled and moved farther into the house. Next came a very distinguished looking gentleman and on his arm was a stunning beauty who was young enough to be his daughter. “This is the little one who I mentioned the last time we spoke,” said the older man. “ Remove your clothes now and show yourself to your host,” he commanded as the young beauty disrobed to show her exquisite figure. I could not resist in asking “ May I kiss you? You are too wonderful to resist.” She glanced at her escort for permission. He nodded his approval and she stepped forward to me, closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Our tongues made love for a moment. I let my hands roam over her upturned breast and down to her pussy lips. She did the same to me. “ Should I fuck her in front of the both of you? “ I asked my husband. He also nodded his approval and we laid down on the floor in that beautiful room and began to explore each with vigor. The guests gathered around as our moans began to fill the room. I sucked her nipples. I worked my way down her belly to her soft pussy. I used my tongue to separate her pussy lips and massage her clit. My mother joined us and worked her tongue into our new visitors asshole. The girl came to orgasm after orgasm. Her face was forced to my mother’s ass and she was made to suck ass while I used her fingers in my sopping cunt. She was soon alternating between our two asses much to the delight of all who looked on. Dizzy from cumming so often, we all came to rest on each other’s bodies. The guests broke out in spontaneous applause. We had pleased our masters. The crowd moved into the large den toward the rear of the house. It’s dark wooden walls echoed the cries of another servant. The three of us lying on the floor got up to follow and see what drew our guests into the other room. We held hands as we approached the den. There was one of the gardeners tied to a large post that supported the roof in the middle of the room. The cowboy and the driver were alternating between themselves as they flogged the gardener with great gusto. She cried out again and again as the lashes on her back were crossed and crossed again with the bullwhips. The crowd began to chant “ Harder, harder, harder!” The whipping lasted twenty minutes. The gardener slumped at the end of her ordeal. Covered in sweat and glowing with red marks on most of her body, she was untied and left to sink to the wooden floor. As we left the room, a line was forming behind the gardener who had been lifted and laid over the back of a sofa. Her ass was receiving the first of many cocks that would fuck her without pause for the next few hours.
Someone, whom I had never met came up to me as I moved back to the living room. He said nothing as he lifted me off my feet and carried me to a small parlor in the west wing of the house. I offered on resistance as he held me up against the parlor wall and fucked me face to face. He seemed very excited. He came quickly. He put his cock into his pants and left without a word. Later in the evening I would see him in a similar embrace with my mother. I believed his quick interludes would be repeated with most of the whores in the house by the end of the weekend. I never learned his name.
I was fucked in front of my husband. I was fucked in one of the empty bedrooms. The cowboy whipped me and fucked me more than once. In yet another bedroom my mother fucked me with a strap-on dildo while one very young man looked on. We both sucked him off. He later would become a very good customer for me. I was fucked at least once every hour for the next forty eight hours. I woke up with a cock in my mouth when I dozed off for a few minutes. I was taken to the bathroom and placed in a bath tub. There I was pissed on and made to stay in place as the word went out that anyone needing to relieve himself should use me. I drank piss until I could hold no more.
Everyone seemed to have the best of times. I slept for a whole day after the event. My new husband was pleased. I am now sold several times a week. I have many regular customers. I am the whore that my husband wishes me to be. I love my new life.

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CLINTON AT THE ENTRANCE TO HELL

President Clinton died of a heart attack as a result of all of the harassment and scandals and entered the gates of Hell. The Gatekeeper greeted him, recognizing the President and said, “Mr. President, you were a good man and tried to serve your country, so I am prepared to cut you a deal. You will be allowed to pick between these three doors. Whichever one you choose, will be the one you enter.”
President Clinton went over to door Number One and opened it. Gazing in he noticed a deep pit and in the pit was former President Nixon. Nixon was bare naked and running around trying to get out and at the top of the pit were many devils throwing stones at him. His body looked beat up and battered and he did not look very happy to say the least. Clinton closed this door and opened up door Number Two. Gazing inside, he noticed former President Roosevelt. He was trying to move his wheelchair across a rope strung over another deep pit but he and his chair kept falling into the pit, unable to make it across to the other side. Once at the bottom of the pit, several devils would hurl stones at him. Roosevelt kept trying to get up the sides of the pit and then across the pit on the rope, but every time, he failed the same way. Clinton decided to close door Number Two. Finally, he opened door Number Three. Inside this door he could see Ken Starr totally naked and tied up to a wall with legs spread apart. On her knees in front of him and giving him a blow job was a woman wearing a black beret. Clinton looked excited now and told the Gatekeeper he wanted door Number Three.
“Okay,” replied the Gatekeeper, “door Number Three it is!” And then the Gatekeeper shouted into door Number Three, “Monica, you can leave now. Your replacement is here.”

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The Amish Incursion. Pt.2

Once in the shower; Sarah shuffled over to the twins. They were just soaking in the hot water that was hitting them both from three sides. Lilly was overjoyed. Playing in the streams as if they were her own personal waterfall. Anna stood. Wringing her hair. Eyes closed back arched and pushing her chest out to catch a burst across both her nipples