Going on Vacation Pt 5
Please read “Going on Vacation” pt 1 through 4
Please read “Going on Vacation” pt 1 through 4
Spirits dwell in many places in the state of New Mexico.
Aside from obvious cultural references this tale refers to some biblical passages. For those who care they are: Genesis 1:15 to 1:21, Luke 5:2, Ecclesiastes 9:4, Proverbs 30:19, Obadiah 1:14, Matthew 5:13, Matthew 6:11, Luke 8:30, Matthew 14:20, Jeremiah 7:31, Numbers 24:21, Jeremiah 14:16, Solomon 2:2, John 1:1, Obadiah 1:3, and John 12:36.
Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.
Double penetration always looked like it would feel amazing.
This is the other possible ending for the story. This is the Tangier (tangy-er?) ending, not as sweet.
Two teachers are enslaved by twin 18 year old senior girls. They take control the first day of classes and over the next week or so to solidify their control. They now have gained control over an Administrative assistant and start training her to join their stable of slaves. But an ex-student of Sandy’s shows up and plots to rescue the teachers.
chapter 5 of this continuing story as to how my wife would react to all of the things tat happen to her in this story
A NAKED LEGAL EPISODE. Jake, the large, black investigator in the firm takes Grace shopping for fun outfits for the office. Later, Jake’s two associates, Tim and Blake, join them for some clubbing and fun.
The Mom Incident
It started as a normal day for Ginger, her husband went to work and her son was off to school. The house work was always there and she wasn’t in the mood to clean today. Perhaps a visit to the new lingerie boutique at the mall was what she needed.
Upon arrival at the store she was amazed at the cost of there merchandise, my god she thought $95 for one outfit. It might be worth it as Russell her husband was more interested in golf these days then her.
Ginger was short five foot tall, around 145 lbs which had settled in her tits which were 36D’s and her ass. She had red hair, a great smile and as she had heard Russell’s friends say breeder hips. She enjoyed sex and not having any in six months was getting frustrating. Perhaps this outfit would spice her life up. After her purchase she stopped for a cup of coffee where the server tried to hit on her. Although she felt flattered he couldn’t have been more then 17 or 18, slightly older then her son.
He continued to make conversation and she noticed a slight bulge in his pants. Well at least he enjoys looking at me was her first thought. As she got up to leave he handed her a note which read, my name is Albert and a phone number. Smiling coyly at him she tucked the not in her bag, gave him a generous tip and headed for her car.
Once in the car she looked at the note. I should call him what harm can it do she thought, besides he liked looking at my tits. Dialing the number it rang three times before he answered with “Al here who is this”? Taking a deep breath she replied, “Hi I’m Ginger you gave me your number remember”? Al was shocked this was great, “Hi Ginger how are you”? “I’m fine, why did give me your name and number”? Al took a few seconds before answering. “How else can we go out if we don’t have each others phone numbers and names”? Go out with a 18 year old, Ginger what the hell are you thinking girl. “Well before we get ahead of our selves perhaps you can tell me a little about yourself”.
For the entire drive home he told her about how he had just quit school and wanted to become a musician. He took any job he could find where he worked during the day so he could work on his music at night. He explained he played best when he smoked pot, but only did it on an occasional base. He hadn’t had a girl friend in about a year and was looking for a date.
Ginger asked “Don’t you think I’m a little old for you”? Al laughed, “No way what are you thirty two or three”? This was a great compliment as she was going to be forty four on her birthday. She decided to lie and responded with “You guessed it thirty two”. She told him she was married but things weren’t going great and she needed outside interests. Al asked her what outfit she had bought at the boutique. Without any hesitation she replies, “Yellow bra and panties with black garter belt and stockings, and six inch heels”. “Wow I would sure like to see them on you”. She was giggling and coyly “Whispered perhaps someday.
They chatted for another few minutes, at that point Al asked her to come over to his place Friday night. “I’ll have to get back to you on that”. They both said good by and hung up.
It would be nice to go out on a date with a young guy she thought they have unbelievable stamina. How would I pull it off? From that point forward they talked at least twice a day. They became comfortable with each other and discussed getting together often. If only she could? The next two weeks went by with no opportunity for her to get away. Wednesday afternoon fate stepped in. She was cleaning when the phone rang it was Russell. “Hi honey, what’s up”? “Ginger they just asked me to go to our London office”. “Oh really, when”? “They want me to leave Friday, for the rest of the month to work on the Galaxo merger”. “Well we’ll talk about it tonight”. They hung up and she thought well now Al and I may be able to get together.
Thursday evening Russell packed for the long flight Friday and left at his usual time Friday morning. Her son Terry and her sat at the kitchen table discussing the trip and perhaps they would go over for a long weekend in a few weeks. Terry seemed up for the trip. Once he was gone she called Al. She explained they might be able to get together if wanted to. His delight was overwhelming he was so excited he could hardly contain himself. When, what time, what day, finally she cut him off and explained she would call later with the details. Before they hung up he asked “Any chance you can wear the outfit you bought at the boutique for me”? Her reply was “We’ll see”.
Terry got home from school at around two and was on the phone in his room for about twenty minutes before he came down stairs. “Mom, can I go with Stan’s family to there cabin tonight”? Well this was perfect both of them would be out for the weekend. “Sure honey, are they going to pick you up or do I have to drive you over”? “No they’ll be picking me up, his dad wants to get an early start to beat the weekend traffic”. “They’ll be here in about an hour”. “Ok go pack your stuff”.
No sooner had Terry left the house then she called Al. “Hi Al, I was wondering about getting together tonight, does that work for you”? “Sure does except my guitar player and I are putting the final touches on a new number we’ve been working on”. “Why not come over and listen to us”? “Afterwards we can get pizza”.
“Ok give me your address”. The next several hours she fixed herself and kept looking at the outfit. Oh hell put it on it makes you feel sexy so why not. Besides it’s not like your going to fuck him. Taking great pain to look her best she was ready to leave by 6:30.
Once in the car she called him and they chatted until she pulled up at his apartment. Parking the car she entered the building. She started looking for unit number 330. The unit was on the third floor at the end of the hall. Taking a deep breath she knocked and the door opened. Al stood there in boxer shorts and nothing else. “Hi Ginger”. He bent over and kissed her. “Come in, this is Frank”. The two exchanged hellos, “Ginger please sit down”. “You really look great”. “Thank you”. They were working on this particular part of a song and just weren’t getting it right.
Al went to the kitchen and brought back three large joints and beers, “We need to chill out for a while before we can get back to the piece”. Before she realized it they lit up. All three were smoking and talking about the music. Soon the pot was taking an effect as she was feeling very mellow and very horny.
Al told Frank about Gingers visit to the boutique, “Have you seen the outfit she bought”? “No” replied Al. “I sure would like to”. Ginger giggled the guys got up and came over and sat next to her on the sofa. Al leaned into her and kissed her full on the mouth, there tongues inter locked. Frank was messaging her left breast and her nipples were rock hard. Al removed his tongue and Frank put his tongue down her throat while Al messaged her right breast. She felt a warm wetness between her legs, this feels wonderful was her thought. This continued for at least ten minutes she was wet, hot and horny. Finally they all came up for air, Ginger was breathing very heavily as Al spoke. “Ginger did you bring the outfit”? Smiling coyly she stood up and asked, “Bathroom please”. As she headed for the bathroom she realized both guys had huge hard ons.
She entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror, girl these guys are as horny as you are. They seem to have good size cocks and you did wear the outfit. She kept asking herself if I go out there in this outfit they will realize I’m in the mood. What should I do? I hope they have rubbers. Finally she made a decision five minutes later she emerged from the bathroom. Both guys gave her a big smile. Frank spoke first,” Ginger come sit here between us”. “Ok but do you like my look”? From the looks of the bulges she didn’t need an answer. She sat between them.
Frank kissed her breast and immediately starting rubbing her clit through her panties. She spread her legs so he could get easy access. Al unhook her bra and it fell to the floor, her nipples were rock hard and her breathing had quicken as she felt a wave starting to sweep over her. She moaned, grabbed Franks hand as she started to spasm with delight. Frank looked into her eyes, “Let’s go to the bedroom”. The three of them got up and went in the room. Frank kissed her passionately on the mouth “Ginger please take off your panties”? Hooking the waistband of the flimsy material she wiggled her hips and down they came. Before leaving the house she had trimmed her bush so it was nicely cropped. “You are beautiful”, said Frank. Ginger looked into his eyes, “Honey fuck me”. Frank laid her on the bed and she spread wide as he got between her legs. He rubbed his cock head up and down her wet pussy several time and then gently slipped the head in. She felt a slight pressure then he was in. He had a large cock, bigger then her husband. “Go slow baby, I need to get use to that big cock of yours”. He worked up and down slowly but continued to push deeper and deeper until he felt the bottom of her pussy. “Ugh oh” was all they heard from her as he was now balls deep and his pumping had quicken. Grabbing his shoulder and pulling him close she whispered, ”Baby shoot a big load deep in me please”. She just kept moaning until the wave of passion overtook her and she climaxed violently screaming with pleasure.
Frank exploded deep in her and it felt wonderful, hot cum was being pumped deep into her womb. They both lay there waiting for there breath to slow down.
Frank moved off and Al got between her legs, her pussy was leaking cum so his cock slipped right in with no trouble he went balls deep. “Honey you feel great pump slowly so we can enjoy it”. Al rhythm was slow at first the started to quicken. Her pussy was milking his cock, he pushed deeper, and she felt him stiffen and cum exploded out of his cock, hot cum once again flooding her womb. This caused another orgasm for her and she screamed and moaned with pleasure.
Al rolled off, she was really leaking cum. “Honey give me my panties so I don’t dribble all over the bed” Frank handed them to her and she pulled them on. “At least the cum will stay where you guys put it she said with a laugh”.
“Ginger you have one tight pussy it was great”. “Thank you Frank, your cock is really great”. “Both your cocks are really great”. “Right now my pussy isn’t as tight as it was as its very wet”. They all just sat there with big smiles. Ginger knew she needed that. “Ginger”? “Yes Frank” “How about a blow job”? “Well I suppose so on one condition”. “Which is” “You both fuck me again”.
“You’ve got a deal”.
Ginger got on her knees, she took Franks cock and kissed the head, swirled her tongue around it and took it deep in her mouth. It had been a long time since anyone had asked her for a blow job and she was going to do her best. She sucked it deeply while messaging his nut sack. She kept up a slow motion of in and out while her tongue swirled around the head. She felt a warm feeling between her legs, another orgasm was coming. He pace quicken, she sucked the cock as deep as she could, he grabbed her head and held it in place as he shot spurt after spurt in her mouth. She swallowed once and pulled her head back so the remaining cum filled her mouth. His dick went lips, looking up in his eyes she opened her mouth to show him the load, closed her lips and swallowed.
Al and Frank both smiled you like cum don’t you“? Her response was “I sure do, Al baby would you like a blow job”? Al was on his feet with his cock in her mouth instantly.
She sucked Al’s cock just as she had Franks and as his cum filled her mouth she had yet another orgasm. She thought she saw stars.
They sat on the bed looking at each other; all Ginger could think about was I hope they can fuck me again. After about two hours of talking, Frank looked at her rolled on his back and said “Baby get on my dick”. “I thought you’d never ask, she said with a laugh”. She pulled her panties down and impaled herself on the rock hard cock. She was working it in and out, it felt wonderful as cum was still leaking out of her. Feeling pressure on her rectum she realized Al was going to butt fuck her. His cock was lubed up really well and it slipped in quite easily. She started crying as his cock went balls deep into her ass. Now she realized the cock heads were touching each other only being separated by a sheer membrane. It hurt but felt great at the same time. They work up a rhythm she started moaning and crying at the same time. Al came first and she felt her ass being flooded with hot cum, the feeling caused Frank to cum and her pussy was rewarded with another sperm bath. Which cause her to orgasm yet again really hard?
As there cocks plopped out she looked like a well fucked women and they all laughed at the comment. She told them “I’ve never been double fucked in my life much less had my ass fucked”. Al smiled at her “So what do you think” “Well I might be walking a little funny but I could get use to it if I practice a lot”.
They all lay there together and dozed off. When she woke up it had to be six thirty in the morning. Opening her eyes she realized the time. “Oh shit I’m screwed”, she sprang out of bed grabbed her clothes and was almost dressed before either guy was wide awake.
“Guys I’ve got to go, I’ll call you later” she was out the door and in her car in two minutes. The entire drive home she kept reviewing the events of the previous evening. My butt is sore as hell and my pussy feels almost the same but I feel great, at least well fucked she thought. I didn’t brush my teeth I can still taste there cum, in my mouth I’m such a whore, and she laughed. Once home she checked the answering machine, well no messages. Then a shower clean clothes and coffee.
She called Al and thanked him for a wonderful time. They joked about her walking and she told him yes in fact she was walking funny but could get very use to the feeling if he and Frank wouldn’t mind practicing with her. Al told her both guys were very willing to practice all she wanted. “I’ll call you Sunday sweetie and she hung up.
Sunday Terry came home and after a snack went to his room. She heard him on the phone but couldn’t hear who he was talking to. Since she needed a few things she called to Terry she was going out did he need anything and since he yelled back no she went out.
It took longer then she expected and didn’t get home for almost two hours. After putting the groceries away she headed up stairs, Terry’s door was closed but she heard voices. Knocking she opening the door her mouth fell open. Terry was on his bed watching his computer screen naked with his cock rock hard in hand. Sitting in the chairs were Al and Frank. They had rock hard cocks in hand too.
Terry smiles, “Mom you’re a porn queen”. “I am”? “Sure are we’ve watched the video twice already”. “They were videoing me”? Al and Frank stood up walked over to her and started taking her clothes off. Frank smiled, “Were going to do some practicing”. Hesitating she said ”My sons in the room”. Frank spoke “He wants that pussy and ass too”. “Really you do Terry”? As her bra feel to the floor she looked at her son, then her panties were slide down. They moved her to the bed where Al laid down cock straight up. Coyly she asked “For me”? “Sure is Ginger”. As she lowered herself onto the stiff cock Terry said “Mom I want a blow job like you gave the guys Friday, ok”? Since Terry’s cock was already in her mouth all she could do was grunt yes.
The three cocks worked slowly at first then gradually started to quicken the pace. Her sons cock twitched, he grabbed her by the head pushed his cock deep down her throat and blew a large spurt of cum down her throat. Pushing him back so the head was still in her mouth she continued to suck as spurt after spurt filled her mouth. He spurted six times before it stopped. His dick plopped out and she showed him the generous load of cum in her mouth then closed her lips and swallowed. The other two cocks were working her to a feverous pace and the fire between her legs burst like a dam. The orgasm was wondrous and a moment later her bowels were rewarded with a generous load of hot sticky cum. Thirty seconds later her hips were pulled deep on the cock and her pussy received a deep sperm shower.
The three lay there letting there breathing return to normal. Terry looks at her “Mom, the guys will be staying with us until dad gets home”. “In the next few weeks you will be practiced with every day at least twice”. “Unless you have to go out all you need to wear are panties in the house”. “Oh”? “We really like your tits bouncing around” Al chimed up with “The big wet stains in the front and back of your panties look really sexy too”. She smiled “I could not do it without you guys, but this must be our secret, right”? “Ginger got up and headed for the shower, how do I get myself into these things? Later we must discuss condoms. All they want me in is panties, guess I have to go shopping soon.
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Young man continues to dominate his older slave.
Jay is a 40 year old married man who has his eye on Tristen his daughters friend. A few weeks ago Tristen busted Jay masturbating and they both ended up pleasuring themselves in front of each other.
Club Fatale, Pt. 4
Chapter Six – Enter Devon
I woke in the morning, my cock still inside Enya’s warm pussy. It was so tight that I could feel myself harden immediately.
I pulled out and rolled the girl onto her back. I quickly straddled her head and fucked her face until I got off. She moaned the whole time and I sprayed my jizm all over her youthful features.
Rolling off of her, I pulled my pants on and walked into the living room.
I stopped short. In the living room was Emmanuelle, seated on a sofa. With her was an unfamiliar dark-haired woman, sitting beside her. Jana knelt a few feet away: her eyes wet with tears.
“Emmanuelle?” I said, surprised. “Good morning! I didn’t hear you come in. Who’s your friend?”
She took a deep breath.
“I have some bad news. I’m afraid that Karina won’t be returning to you, Evan,” Emmanuelle said. Her voice was flat and slightly rushed. I could tell that she was trying to get some unpleasant business out of the way as quickly as possible. “The Commodore sends his regrets and a suitable replacement for your loss.”
She gestured.
The brunette beside her stood and I checked her out: long legs, large breasts on a slender frame. She was an older lady, perhaps Emmanuelle’s age, but still a very fine specimen. Beautiful features. Blue eyes. If older, she was clearly superior to Jana’s sister. A Grade-AA, unless I missed the mark.
“So,” I said. “The old dog went and offed her, did he? Or did he just not feel like returning her to me?”
“Things got a little out of hand, last night,” Emmanuelle said. “I apologize and offer my sincerest regrets for any inconvenience, Evan. I… You have to understand that these things happen from time to time.”
I realized that she was scared.
“What’s wrong, Emma?” I asked. “An accident like this hardly justifies such discomfort on your part.”
“She’s upset,” Enya said, as she emerged from my bedroom, “because according to the rules of conduct set down by father, you now have the opportunity to claim redress for grievances against him…”
“And that means?” I prompted.
“My life is yours, Evan,” Enya finished. “Your property has been destroyed by another. You now have the opportunity to use me as you see fit. You can do anything you wish to me and not even father can interfere.”
I felt a sudden thrill run through me. It wasn’t every day that a beautiful young woman informed you of something like that. I saw Jana sobbing on her knees: grieving over her sister. I looked at Emmanuelle waiting with bated breath. I stared at Enya: seemingly unafraid of what might come.
“It’s alright, Emma,” I said. “I don’t blame you or hold any grudges against the Commodore. Enya will return with you.”
Emmanuelle smiled, relieved. The tension ran off of her.
My attention was already turning to the brunette. “What’s your name, sweet thing?” I asked.
“Devon,” was the answer.
“Devon what?” I pressed.
“We don’t often tell our family names here, master,” the brunette said. She had a curious accent: part English, part something I couldn’t identify. “I am Devon: your woman. That is all that is important…”
I nodded. That much was true. “Inform the Commodore that I accept his gift, Emmanuelle, and thank him. There will be much pleasure in this one.”
I stared at Devon. Her return smile rivaled one of Emmanuelle’s.
Emmanuelle broke out into a grin and spoke. “I’ll take my leave, now. And thank you for taking care of Enya, Evan. I’ve rarely seen her so… satisfied.”
“We had good times,” I said.
Enya and I shared one last look before she left.
“Until next time, Evan,” the mother said. And the old Emmanuelle was back. I could see the sultry look in her Dresden-blue eyes. Whatever problem had been between us before, she had gotten over it.
“Until later, my dear.”
I watched Emmanuelle leave with Enya. Then I turned to my new acquisition.
“On your back,” I said.
Pushing Devon’s dress up, I entered her and took her upon my couch. I fucked her mightily for over an hour before coming in her pussy and leaving her spent. Afterwards, I went to seek out Angelique.
Chapter Seven – The Mistress of Snuff
The first day of snuff class came.
Mistress Angelique was my instructor. At five-foot-eight and a hundred and twenty pounds, she was a knockout with a dazzling figure. Raven-black hair curled about her muscular shoulders and mischievous blue eyes sparkled beneath dark, furrowed brows. She wore a tight corset of a lacy black that contained bulging breasts; black stockings that sheathed her toned, athletic legs.
Angelique had a riding crop and she used it like someone out of a fetish movie.
Behind her were three bound women: a blonde, a brunette and a redhead.
“Mr. Evan Anderson,” Mistress Angelique began. “You are here because you wish to know of the art form called snuff.”
I opened my mouth. The crop cracked me across the buttocks.
“That was a statement,” she said. “Do not speak until you are asked a question.”
I closed my mouth.
“Snuffing is an art form of unbelievable antiquity and lineage,” the dark-haired goddess said with conviction. “It was passed down from father to son through ancient days: unbroken, unsullied. It was hidden away from the eyes of mortal men, practiced by wicked priests, mighty kings and gods that walked among men. From ancient Egypt, Persia, Greece and Rome to the dark ages of medieval Europe, through the middle ages and the renaissance, it was performed in dark corners and secluded places. On the nights of Samhain and Imbolc, Beltane and Lughnasagh, Celtic bards would snuff the daughters of nobles and kings upon their pagan altars, slicing their throats with golden sickles and ejaculating onto the dying girls’ faces. According to their code, Viking raiders were required to fuck to death the first woman they captured every season, while her female kin were forced to stand by and watch. At wartime, the Samurai warriors and lords of feudal Japan would assemble every day to take the most beautiful peasant girl from their enemy’s lands and, together in a circle, drown her in gallons of their sperm…”
She stopped and I stared at her. Despite myself, I was growing intrigued by Angelique’s lecture.
“You wish to ask a question, Mr. Anderson?”
I shook my head.
“Then on to business,” she said.
“Firstly, Mr. Anderson,” Mistress Angelique continued. “If you are to become a full and respected member of Club Fatale, then you must have a first-class, working knowledge of the tools of the trade.”
Angelique rounded me, dragging the tip of her crop across my shoulders like a harsh caress; her lips close, her voice soft.
“There are three main implements of torture involved in the art of snuffing: the garrote, the knife and the whip…”
Angelique’s delicate hands pulled aside a tablecloth to reveal several examples of said implements: knives of every shape and size, garrotes of wire, silk and old fashioned rope and several whips, some barbed, some knotted, some made of the finest silk. Those would sting the greatest of all.
“There are three main devices of execution involved in the art of snuffing: the gallows, the guillotine and the pool…”
Angelique gestured to the far side of the room and the lights rose. There was a full length gallows with a long rope and a trapdoor, a monstrous guillotine with a shining, razor-sharp blade and a full tank of water just the right size and height for sinking a girl and drowning her in its icy-cold depths.
“But, more importantly, there is one main tool involved in the art of snuffing…”
With a thwack of her riding crop she smacked my cock.
“It is right there between your legs: the world’s most magnificent creation. It is the cock which gives you the ability to be the greatest artist. It is the cock that defines you, that drives you, that feeds your lust for destruction. And if there is one truism that I have learned in my lifetime, it is that man is the ultimate destroyer…”
She looked up at me. “Choose,” she said.
“Choose what?” I asked.
Angelique glared at me and gestured to the three bound women.
“Why, which one will die, of course,” she said. “All three of these women before you deserve that and nothing less. Not because of their crimes to this Club, nor by their economic fates that put them in such a tenuous position. No. They deserve their fates because of the virtue of their sex. They are women. What use is there for them but to please men? Always in life, even in dying.”
She turned and studied the three and I did as well.
“First we have Brittany: age 38, blonde hair, blue eyes, housewife from Kansas City. She was acquired when her husband sold her to a brothel while out of the country. She has proven incapable of following the rules as expected and must be disciplined and terminated. She has quite a chest on her and would scream long and hard as she expired.”
“Second is Mona: age 23, red hair, dark eyes, business student from Italy. She was kidnapped specifically for a Club member, but he tired of her and her rebellious streak. She has proven too difficult to train and tame. She is athletic and, so far, has been adept at surviving suffering. But she cannot last forever and it would be such a thrill and a challenge to break her.”
“Third is Natalie: age 31, black hair, brown eyes, a common whore from Russia. We purchased her from the Russian mafia for a mere thousand dollars. That was six years ago and she has proven herself quite the survivor. She was scheduled for snuffing once before, but she survived the ordeal and, in the process, made twenty men come.”
She turned to me: “Housewife, student or whore; which will it be?”
I met the eyes of each female in turn, weighing the possibilities. Angelique watched me decide.
“I want them all,” I said.
“Ah! I see that you are indeed a man of uncommon depth and desires,” the brunette mistress said. She stepped up to the blonde. “This one first, then,” she said. “How do you wish to do her, Master Evan? A fast snuffing or a slow one?”
“I want to know everything,” I said. “Teach me everything.”
The brunette mistress proceeded to teach me. First the whip. Mistress Angelique showed me how to place a blow upon the flesh for simple play or for maximum pain and maximum damage. Over several hours we used nothing but the whip upon the blonde. Brittany screamed and only when her screams rose to an intensity that Angelique approved of did the Mistress allow me to enter her. I fucked the blonde housewife from behind, pulled her head back, strangling her with my whip, and came inside her.
“Should I strangle her to death, mistress?” I asked.
“Now, Master Evan, where is the fun in the that?” she chided me. “The thrill of the kill must be savored.”
I released the blonde. She gasped desperately.
Angelique took up a second whip and together we scourged Brittany’s body into a bloody mess: back, thighs, stomach and breasts. A blow from Angelique struck the blonde’s sensitive pussy, making her cry out in abject pain. My next blow caught her across the face, nearly taking out her eye. The next drew a jagged red welt across her breasts. And so on and so on, until she was hanging limp and half dead.
“She’s finished, Master Evan,” Angelique told me. “Get behind her and enter her.”
I did as instructed. My iron cock went in smooth and tight. She was so ready for me. I started moving inside her. She moaned listlessly.
Angelique took a knife from the table: a long, straight medieval blade.
“Pull her head back,” she said.
I did, by the hair.
Angelique struck, slashing the blade across Brittany’s throat. Blood sprayed and the blonde cried out in indescribable agony.
“Pull back, harder!” Angelique cried. “And fuck her dying body, Master!”
A gout of crimson shot forth and coated Angelique. The brunette mistress pulled her corset down and bathed her breasts in Brittany’s blood. I humped the blonde with wild abandon, thrusting deep and hard. Brittany gurgled and convulsed for nearly a minute, spraying blood from her torn throat as she expired.
Angelique leaned forward, over Brittany’s shoulder and our lips met. We kissed, enflamed, and I rose. My cock slid from the dead pussy.
“That was the first kill I ever participated in,” I said, voice impassioned.
“Then fuck me in her blood!” Angelique said, desperately.
I threw the black-clad mistress to the floor in the pool of Brittany’s blood and swiftly mounted her. I fucked her deeply, my cock harder than I had ever remembered it. We panted together, like two predators after a hunt and a kill. Beneath me, she writhed in the crimson pool. She came, convulsing, on my cock. Crying out, I came as well, sending my burning semen deep into my delicious mistress.
“Take me to the beach and fuck me again,” she said. “Our training is done for the day. Leave this slut’s corpse to hang.”
I did as she asked. I fucked her in the sand before the ocean, coming inside her for a second time. The afternoon passed into night. We spoke like lovers and I found my attraction to her growing exponentially.
When midnight came, I took her to my beach house. Together we used Jana and Devon, hurting them for our mutual satisfaction and pleasure. While Devon licked Angelique’s pussy, I strangled Jana until she passed out. Angelique got behind Devon and caught her in a sleeper hold. As I fucked Jana’s pussy, I watched my dark angel choke the elder brunette beauty to unconsciousness.
We fucked for hours upon their unconscious bodies.
I rose in the morning.
My cock was as hard as an iron bar. Angelique’s firm fingers wrapped around it and she jacked me slowly.
“You need release, master…” Her eyes flicked to Jana. “Take her. She’s prime meat.”
I felt a raging fire rise in me. I wanted her, badly. I sat up and moved to straddle the blonde girl’s head. Jana woke as my cock pressed past her lips. Deeply, I throated her. Angelique held her head as I did, watching me with beautiful, blinking eyes. I fucked deeper and harder, punishing the girl.
It wasn’t long before I was ready to come.
Angelique moved to get behind me, straddling Jana’s chest. Her warm pussy pressed into my butt; her hips moved with mine. Whatever I felt, fucking Jana’s face, it was like she was feeling it along with me. “Take her, Evan… Now, here with me,” Angelique cooed softly into my ear. Her delicate chin rested lightly on my shoulder. “Make her the first… your first… our first, together…” She nibbled at my ear.
I knew that she meant it. I had never gone all the way. I wanted to. I wanted to do it with her. I wanted to make her proud of me.
I thrust my cock down Jana’s throat for the last time. Jana struggled upon me, realizing that this was the end. It was impossible for her to breathe with me sitting on her chest, cock buried in her throat. She couldn’t escape.
“Watch her Evan,” Angelique whispered to me. “Watch her while you take her, while you destroy her life. Even now, she clings to it. She wants to live. That is the beauty of snuff, my sweet. You hold sooo much power over her: ultimate power. There she goes… there she goes… just about…”
“NOW!” Angelique hissed. “COME DOWN HER THROAT, EVAN!”
The tightness of Jana’s throat and the arousal of her coming demise were too much. I cried out and came.
“Oh, yes!” Angelique said into my ear. “Oh, god! Look at her, baby! Look at her FUCKING DYING UPON your cock!”
Together, we watched as Jana drowned in my come. Angelique’s chin was on my shoulder and she watched in silence as I took my first kill.
I turned my head to kiss her.
“How did that feel, lover?” she asked.
“Indescribable. I’m glad that I could share it with you, my love,” I said.
My gaze turned down and alighted upon Devon. The brunette Brit had watched us the whole time without saying a word.
“See how she watches you,” Angelique said in my ear. “So patiently. She knows that it will be her, the next time. She knows that it will be you who ends her this way…”
I looked into Devon’s eyes and imagined her last moments while Angelique kissed my neck and shoulders…
The next day was the same. And the next. Three days passed and still we did not advance past the whip. Angelique set me about working upon Mona. It was only when I could draw a howl from the young redhead without marking her skin that Angelique agreed to continue to the next stage.
The day after that, Angelique taught me the secrets of the knife. Standing close to me, whispering sexily into my ear, she showed me the arts of pain and torture with the blade and how they could transform into pleasure. Mona screamed at first, and for several days, but eventually her cries turned to howls of indescribable pleasure as I learned to cut and thrust with precision.
Every once in a while, at least once a day, the Commodore would come by and watch. He seemed very intrigued about what we were doing. At times, I heard him muttering to himself, saying that I had promise, that I could be the one.
The one what, he never said.
People began talking about me; my intensity, my dedication, my concentration. I took little heed of them, lost as I was in my quest for perfection and my desire for Angelique.
My feelings for the dark-haired vixen grew by leaps and bounds. I knew that I had met a kindred spirit in her. When darkness fell, we would fuck on the sandy beach, teasing each other with pain or pleasure until the hours took us into the more erotic confines of my bedroom. During those erotic nights, I made long, lasting love to her and wished it would never end.
When we desired excitement, we would walk along the beach where the new girls were brought to be raped and snuffed. We would drink together while I received a blowjob from Sophia, the tanned Caribbean bartender. We sampled the cuisine prepared by Sonya, the Commodore’s personal chef.
We even dined with the Commodore and Emmanuelle on Bonfire Night, drinking thousand-dollar wine over generous cuts of finely cooked Patricia.
Jacob delivered the redheaded Cameron to me, as he had promised: my prize for unknowingly helping him acquire the beautiful Tori. Angelique and I broke the attractive young girl in like a prized mare. Together, we fucked her with the assistance of the darkly beautiful Devon and left her unconscious in a puddle of our combined juices.
It was a good life and I didn’t have a care in the world.
I had practically forgotten about my previous existence. But my businesses had been left in good hands and the one time I checked up on them, I found no problems. They were booming, even; my business model was pointing to a record year.
I called Jacqueline twice, but I found myself strangely distanced from her. I kept thinking of her in compromising positions.
I had fever-dreams of her; bound and whipped, with Angelique standing behind her, knife caressing her neck. I would step up to her, thrust myself inside of her and take her violently while she begged for release. Angelique would watch from behind and hump herself into Jacqueline’s ass. Then, at the moment of climax, the knife would slash and my daughter’s blood would gush onto my chest and cock.
And the last thing I would say to my young, innocent daughter before she died was that she had fulfilled her destiny.
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Anthony was a witness of a crime by some greedy people. He blackmailed some of them to fulfill his desire but that was not just for his sexual pleasure.
( “Doctor’s wife at Floreat Beach”, is my short short story! If my readers liked my previous stories they may like it!)
The conclusion to Editing Reality!
What a Teenager does with mind control. P1. (repost)
BY ANDREAS2
Just a fantasy I’ve had for a while.
Wasn’t really sure how to begin the ‘obtaining’ of the powers, but that wasn’t really part of my fantasy, so I decided to write my real fantasy first and if I get good feedback make it into a bit of a series with a prequel etc.
So please rate and constructive criticism appreciated!
(Posting again because I accidently published it, was only meant to post it to my account as a final draft. Anyway this version contains grammatical fixes and slight errors with the story. Enjoy).
This secret was bursting to get out of me and I really needed to talk to someone about it. Brainstorm. Get some ideas of how to use it, how to abuse it. Man, the thoughts of what I could do were giving me so much excitement, I couldn’t sit still. Ok, I was showing off a bit by telling someone but what’s the point of having a power if you don’t share it with a mate? Besides, who wouldn’t want to be mates with someone who could get you laid with any girl or girls of your dreams?
Now I just needed to figure out whom to tell…took only a second to think about. Tom. I’ve always liked Tom, he’s a great bloke. He’s the kind of guy to keep the party going and just generally enlighten the mood and atmosphere. He never tells others anything and I always liked talking about shit to Tom, I mean about girls and stuff. I can’t really describe it but whenever Tom enters a conversation he keeps the vibe going. He was always a great bloke to have around.
I went to sleep with a plan formulating in my head for the next day of school. Well, I’d hardly call it a master plan, but a way to break it to Tom. I’ll just say, that although Tom is a bit of a party animal, smokes weed gets drunk when he can, he is still an innocent, sweet virgin who hasn’t gotten further than second base. Like I said, our group is rather innocent.
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I woke at 6am to my alarm. Normally I’d be pressing snooze over and over until it was 7.30, but today I was instantly wide awake and put my ‘plan’ into motion.
I got my mobile and dialled Tom’s number. I knew he’d be asleep but if I sounded urgent enough he’d listen.
“Hello…” What’d I say; half asleep.
“Yo Tom, sorry to wake you up, but I got something fucking awesome, so awesome you’d jizz in your pants if I told you. Look, can I pick you up and we go to school early?”
“What? Dude I’m in bed. Nothing can be more awesome than sleeping another hour.” He has no idea.
“Dude, look I’m dyyyying to tell someone. Or did you just want to meet at school?”
“Jeeeez man. You sound like a little kid who just got their first erection.” This was more awesome.
He continued, “Seriously though dude, did you like win tats-lotto or some shit? You sound reallllllly happy.”
“Better.”
“What? Better than winning 20 million dollars?” Ohhh yes.
“Yep.”
“No shit?”
“No shit. I’m sharing the holy grail with you mate.”
There was some silence then he said, “Pick me up at 7. Better be worth it!” then hung up.
“You have no idea.” I said aloud as I hung up and went downstairs for some breakfast.
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I picked Tom up and he immediately wanted to know the score. I told him to wait until we got to school; I couldn’t really talk and drive at the same time, well I can, just not about…you know, and it doesn’t set the right mood. My plan required us to be at school anyway. To pass the time we just put some AC/DC full blast until we got to school.
Once there we unloaded our bags into our respective lockers, met in the study area, chose a small study room and closed the door. These rooms were sound proof because they were next to teachers offices and students could talk and study in them.
The school was basically empty because it was so early, only a few early-rising teachers were there, but they camped at their offices so there was no chance of being overheard.
“So Aaron, what’s the big thing that’s better than 20 million dollars?” He asked.
I looked at him funny. I didn’t know how to word this.
“Are you still a virgin Tom?”
Asking this was always a touchy topic for him. He hated to admit it; I think he was rather ashamed to be basically 18 and still a virgin.
“Yes…what you going to get me laid or something?” He sounded annoyed.
I realised that I’d struck a nerve. I instantly regretted asking it. It was hardly relevant anyway.
“Actually sorry, I didn’t really mean to ask that. I was just wondering in my head if you were a virgin still and it just came out-”
He interrupted, “Dude it’s cool, go on.”
“Right. Well, we can change that. But I’ll just tell you what I wanted to say. Man I’m finding this hard to word. Now I know you’re gonna say that you don’t believe me blah blah blah, I certainly wouldn’t believe me either. But I’m just saying that what I’m gonna tell you is gonna sound fucked up and like total BS. You’ll think I’m nuts.”
I paused to let him process all that.
“Right OK. Go on.”
I took a big breathe and then I suddenly decided that I couldn’t be fucked breaking it him slowly. Better to just get it out there.
“I can control girls. Everything. Their thoughts, feelings, desires. Anything about them.”
He blinked slowly. “What?”
“You heard me. I can basically control a girl like controlling a SIMS character, like a puppet.”
He was silent for a few seconds before bursting out laughing.
I kept looking at him seriously, unappreciative of the laughing.
He noticed my sternness and stopped. “You’re serious?”
“Dead serious.”
“So you can make a girl do anything you want?”
“Yep.”
He smirked at that and said, “Well you’re right. I’m gonna need some proof.”
I was expecting him to say that. “Fair enough. Tom look out the window, into the hall. You see her?”
“Britt yeah?”
“Yeah. Would you like to lose your virginity to her? Would you like me to make her your girlfriend? Or would you simply like me to make her strip off right there so you’ll believe me?”
Tom stared at me wide eyed. I knew why. Brittany, aka Britt, was one of the hottest girls in our year level. She wasn’t part of our group, and I barely knew her, but smoking hot she was! She was part of the athletics team and was a championship runner. Her being there was no coincidence. I know she comes to school early to do work; I come to school early myself a bit and she’s always there. A lay with her wouldn’t be denied by any sane, straight man. Just the thought of her tanned, long, fit legs wrapped around you….Fuck! I was getting aroused. Stop thinking about her no stop! Shit, she’s looking at me. I’ve put some thoughts into her head. Calm down, calm down. I’ve just made her a bit horny. Bloody hell, I’m going to have to control myself better. If I got too horny I reckon every girl in a miles radius would be on top of me. I made a mental note to practice stopping my subconscious thoughts about people being transmitted to them.
Tom hadn’t noticed though, which was good, I’d rather explain the details of the power later. For now I just wanted to keep it simple. I was still eagerly waiting to hear Tom’s response, so I was looking at him. He just kept staring at me, still wide eyed, and then would glance at Britt. I think he was half expecting to wake up and find out it was a dream, or me to burst out laughing and say ‘had you going there Tom didn’t I?’ Hell, I don’t blame him; I still can’t believe it myself.
Eventually, he laughed a little, breaking the silence.
“Alright Mr. Mind-controller. Do it.” It was clear he wasn’t convinced, and thought I was nuts.
“What?”
“Make her strip off right there.”
I thought for a second but decided for obvious reasons it would draw too much attention, not to mention that it would be dog to her. I mean, controlling a girl’s desires for you without them knowing is bad, but they don’t know it, so it’s not so bad, but ruining their life…another story.
“I could do that, but she would get in trouble and I don’t want to drag too much attention yeah? But I’ll do this.”
I sent a little command and she reached under her school shirt and started unhinging her bra, which she placed on the table, then reached up her skirt and began sliding her panties down off her outstretched feet, placing these with her bra. I made her turn around and wink at us, for the icing on the cake.
Tom was flabbergasted; his jaw literally touched the ground.
“Satisfied?” I grinned.
With a quick mental push she picked her up underwear and strolled towards us, opening the door and throwing them on Toms lap.
“I thought you might like these.” She smiled at him, standing in front of him.
“Britt, your ears are now muted, and close the door.” I ordered. She obeyed.
“So man what do ya think?
“I…don’t…I can’t….what..are..you?”
To skip the freak-out part, I decided to quickly preoccupy him.
“Strip off, quickly” I commanded.
She immediately ripped her clothes off standing naked in front of us.
I got up and cupped one of her luscious tits in my hand, and slithered in her ear, just audible enough for Tom to hear.
“You will have an uncontrollable need to rip Tom’s clothes off and fuck him senseless or until you physically can’t anymore. I suggest in the corner there so teachers don’t see you.”
She immediately was grabbing at Tom’s clothes, unable to get them off fast enough, at the same time kissing him with Tom completely shocked at the whole situation. His face was priceless.
“Britt, when the bell goes, you will stop whatever you’re doing, get dressed here, go back to your desk where your books are, and then forget this ever happened. You will not remember a thing since you looked at me from your desk. Nod if you understand.” She looked at me and nodded, before swiftly returning to Tom.
I started walking out as I saw her mounting him on the ground, furiously grabbing at the belt to his pants.
I walked out and went next door to a teachers’ office. I told a female teacher to lock the study room for me, without looking inside. They are unlocked from the inside since it is a school, but I just wanted it locked for the benefit of Tom and his fuck buddy.
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I sat through my first two classes without really paying attention. Just hoping Tom would accept everything, and that he enjoyed himself. I’d find out soon enough at recess.
Eventually the bell rang and I put my books away and grabbed some food. I was on my way to our group’s turf before I got winded by a stray fist, dropping my food as I hunched over, before I got gripped in a tight head lock. I must say I was caught completely off guard.
“Start talking.” Tom said. After I recover I knew I could overpower him, but I decided to let him keep me in his grip to let him feel better.
“Tom, Chill. I got this…power..ability or whatever you want to call it on the weekend, I don’t know how or why.” I wheezed.
“I found out by just wishing mum to do something for me, like make me a smoothie, to give me 50 bucks, and she actually would, which she would never do. I thought she was sucking up to me or something, but I noticed something was odd cause she started complaining to me that she was missing money and that I was leaving smoothie ingredients out on the table, like she had no memory of doing it.” He eased up on his grip so I pushed his arms off me, standing back up.
“I also noticed that whenever I thought about any girl sexually they would look at me funny and most would blush. I soon discovered I could influence girl’s feelings by like simply feeling anything about them, thinking about anything that was about them. But if I simply focused I could control them like a puppet, and I could decide whether or not they remembered anything.”
There was a pause as he processed this.
“So you basically can control woman’s minds?” He asked
“Basically, yeah.”
After a bit of a pause, I asked. “So dude, what do you think?”
He seemed to have regained some composure. “Un-fuck-ing-be-liev-a-ble. What is this shit?” He stared at me with disbelief. He seemed genuinely frightened of me and shocked at the same time. It was quite confronting seeing your best mate look at you like that.
“Dude relax I’m on your side…” I trailed off as he began laughing his head off, slapping me on the back.
“Man dude, that is so fucking awesome! Have you told anyone else?” He asked sternly.
“Nah man, you’re the first one, probably won’t tell anyone else, at least for a while.”
He smiled. “That means a lot man. You must trust me a bunch. We’re going to have so much fucking fun with this. I must admit, when you told me about this last night…I was thinking of all the things you could were going to say…this wasn’t like any of the scenarios I imagined!”
I laughed. “I don’t blame ya.”
“Man, I can’t believe it. I’m no longer a virgin, and I lost it to one of the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. It’s too much.” He smiled, looking away nostalgically.
“Keep it in your pants dude, before you knock someone over.” We both laughed, I continued, “We’ll talk about this later, but mate, you might want to call your parents and say you’re sleeping at mine tonight. It’s Friday, my parents aren’t home and my sisters are overseas. Opportunity of a life time mate and we’re going to make the most of it.” I winked knowingly before heading back to the crowd, leaving him with a massive grin on his face.
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Throughout the day I proceeded to ask all the hot girls in our year level at school if they had anything on, demanding an honest response, and to all the ones that did, I told them to forget I said anything. But to the ones that were free, and were allowed to go out and stay the night at other people’s houses, I asked them to come to my house after school for a pool party, and if it was going to be a problem to their parents if they said they were staying at my house, I asked them to lie to them about where they were staying.
I compiled a list of everyone who could come and then just waited out the day with great anticipation.
Finally school ended and I dashed to my locker, packed my bag and met up with Tom. Normally we’d have a chat with the crowd but we had a bit of preparation to do. We headed to the car and I roared the engine to life and drove off.
“So, who’d you invite?” He asked.
“Girls I’d only rate 8 or higher, and they had to have nothing on and be able to lie to their parents that they were staying the night elsewhere.”
“Fuck, you did your homework. Give me some names.”
“Nah wasn’t hard man. I just asked them and if they couldn’t I told them to forget all that I said. Dude it’s going to be weird. I’ve got like 5 girls from our group going, yes, our sweet little innocent group and about 10 to 15 other girls from random other groups, like half a probably virgins half a probably sluts.”
“Should be interesting.” Tom grinned.
About half-way home he pointed to the side of the road, “Hey dude, pull over here. Gotta buy some shit.”
“Some grog yeah?”
“Yeah and some protection.” He winked knowingly.
“Shotty alcohol.”
“Meh, I’ll use self-checkout.”
“Smart. You’d be judged heavily if you bought like 10 packs in one hit.” I laughed.
“Hehe true.” He grinned.
We arrived back at the car with our respective supplies and resumed the trip home.
Once home, we got changed and waited.
Tom broke the silence, “Dude, do you reckon after tonight, you could do me a favour?”
“Anything man.”
He paused for a second, then said, “Make Kara my girlfriend, and only change her desires for sex; to be the same as mine.”
Kara was a smoking hot girl from our group, very nice girl. Although she was probably a 9.5 in terms of the body, she isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed and I couldn’t imagine having any intelligible conversations with her, and Tom was smarter than me. Each to his own, I suppose.
“Sure man, easy as pie.”
He smiled at me in appreciation.
“But if you’re going out, I can’t let you join me and my endeavours as that is…well, it’s unethical.”
“Dude, everything we’re doing here is ‘unethical’.”
“Yeah I guess you’re right. I can’t really talk. Well it’s unethical but as long as their minds are kept clean, I think it’s ok. But I still don’t like the idea of cheating on girlfriends, mind power or not.”
Tom nodded, even though I was aware he didn’t agree, I was letting him know I wasn’t going to be supporting it if he was. I had such strong views because this girl, Ashley, whom I lost my virginity to, cheated on me, and it hurt, a lot, and he knew this.
The intercom sounded.
“And so it begins.” I said, smiling widely, as I went to the intercom to let them in.
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Eventually all the girls were in the house; all that said would come came, about 15. Now they were just talking to each other like it was any other normal day. The fact that Tom and I were the only guys didn’t bother anyone the slightest, not even the fact that quite a few of them barely knew us at all.
However, this ‘chatting’ was not really what I had in mind.
“Want to go for a swim everyone?” I shouted above the conversations.
Based on all the ‘yes’ answers I heard, it was a dumbass question.
“Only downside is that some forgot their bathes, but they don’t really care, so they’re skinny dipping! Just so no one is singled out; I think it would be only fair that we all skinny dipped.”
Everyone was all too happy to agree with me, even heard a few ‘that’s an upside not a downside’ comments. Everyone started stripping off, throwing their clothes down and heading towards our heated, indoor pool. I waited by the pool door as I watched the 15 smoking hot chicks walk past me, naked as the day they were born. What was really funny was that none seemed to notice they were naked. They just kept talking to each other like it the most normal thing in the world, some just commenting on each other’s bodies, and some simply saying that it was a bit cold. I’d have to look into that later, but right now I was as hard as I was ever going to be.
I started taking my shorts off as Tom pulled me to the side.
“Hey dude, do you reckon you could just do the girlfriend thing now, and I take her upstairs for the night?”
“Umm I guess. Not interested in the group?” I asked.
“Nah man, I just, look, I really like Kara. I’ve liked her for ages. So I really just want to be with her, I don’t want to screw others in front of her, mind spell or not.”
I sighed, “I guess man, you could of told me and I would of brought another dude to share these girls with.”
“Yeah, sorry man, I should’ve told you not to invite Kara.”
I was pissed but I didn’t show it, “Well ok, but remember if I do this you can’t join me as long as you’re going out with Kara.”
“Yeah I know dude.”
I called for Kara just as everyone started jumping in the pool. She approached us with her nice luscious tits bouncing as she came to us.
“What’s up?” She asked.
“Everything I told you about coming to my house, all commands and parameters, you can forget. You’re now Tom’s girlfriend, you’ve always had a crush on him and now you’ve just said yes to him asking you out. You’re excited about it and will do your best to make it work out, and you will always be happy to have sex with Tom. Tonight you want to consummate your relationship. You will forget that I talked to you about this and you will think that Tom and you both asked me if you could use my house while it was empty. Nod if you understand.”
She nodded. “Thanks for letting us come here Aaron.”
She then suddenly looked at the pool with all the naked girls jumping around, and then at herself. She reached up and covered her tits and pussy.
“What…why am I naked?” She gasped.
“Oh yeah, you will not remember any other girls being here once you leave the house. You will not realise you are naked until you are upstairs with Tom, and you will think he undressed you. Nod if you understand.”
She nodded. Tom smiled and said, “Let’s go upstairs babes.”
“Sure.” She smiled back at Tom.
I whispered to Tom, “Just giving her enough parameters of programming so she doesn’t wonder anything.”
“It’s all good mate, I understand.” He responded.
“Make sure to tell me if I forget anything, like if she finds something wrong. Remember, if I stuffed anything up I can just undo anything, no permanent damage done.”
“Thanks man. I’ll keep it in mind.”
Tom took hold her firm ass as they hobbled around the pool to go upstairs to the guest room.
I looked at the pool and looked at all the female bodies throwing beach balls around and splashing on each other. Even without Tom here, all I could say was, this was going to be one hell of a night.
I sat down in the spa and asked Alara, a short sexy girl, if she wanted to join me. She got out of the pool and jumped in the spa, and went to sit on my lap, facing me. I flipped her around so she would sit on me facing away, and as she descended down I lined up my already rock-solid cock so it would enter her. Slowly she a squatted down, I closed my eyes as I took in the feeling; her depths being stretched and her warmth enveloping my mate until I was fully buried inside her, a moan escaping her lips. For a few minutes we didn’t do anything, she was still quite content sitting still and I was simply admiring the view of all the beautiful bodies playing in the pool while I savoured the feeling if Alara’s hot love hole gripping my member. I reached over to the controls on the side of the spa and turned ‘jets’ and ‘air bubbles’ on.
I decided I wanted to know what people were thinking of this party, I still didn’t fully understand the effects of my commands on people, just knew that they worked. So it was as good as an opportunity as any to ask Alara. I leaned her back and gripped her hips to hold her still.
“Hey Alara..”
“Yeah Aaron.”
“Why did you come to my house?”
“Because you invited me.”
“But you hardly know me.”
“I do now.”
“No you don’t, we hardly speak to each other.”
“Well I feel like I’ve known you for years. We should talk more often.”
“Ok, have you every skinny dipped with 15 girls and 1 guy before?”
“No.”
“Don’t you think it’s weird?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because you asked me to Aaron. Nothing is weird with you. I can do whatever I want when I’m with you, without any worries.”
Ok…I don’t remember commanding that, “Why is that?”
“I trust you.”
“Really why?”
“I don’t know, you just seem a very trustworthy person. I’ve never trusted anyone as much as I trust you.”
So, me commanding people…is it simply making them ‘trust’ me more than comprehension, more than anything, and that is why they do whatever I want?
“So if I asked you to jump off a bridge and kill yourself, would you do it?”
“Probably,” She turned back, looked at me and smiled, “But I know you’re joking.”
“Yeah you got me. Ok I have another question. When I asked you to come into the spa, did you actually want to?”
“Yeah of course.”
“Why didn’t you just come to me and talk to me yourself?”
“I don’t know. I was talking with some of the girls and you just seemed you were busy talking with Tom and Kara.”
“Oh ok. What about now?”
“Now?”
“Did you find any problem, or wonder even the slightest, when you sat down on my cock?”
“No, I was going to try to anyway, but then you took the lead. I’ve never felt hornier for someone in my life.”
“Thanks.” I smiled.
I glanced up as two more girls jumped into the spa. One was Lara and another was Shez. Lara was my dream girlfriend, something which I might make a reality later; she was smoking hot, really nice to everyone, and really smart. She was part of our group, very conservative, so she was probably still a virgin. Shez was best friends with Lara but they were exact opposites. She hung around with the jocks, bit of a slut, but still really hot and fairly nice.
“Bit cold in the pool is it?” I asked them, noticing their rock hard nipples.
“Nah.” Lara said. “Just wanted to join you guys and get in the spa.”
“Yeah, it’s a good temperature.” I said.
Wow, I’m talking in the spa with 2 girls that were naked…and just unbelievably hot…while my cock was buried in another. Wow.
“So Shez and Lara, are you guys having fun?”
“Yes!” They said simultaneously.
“Wow, you really are!” I smiled.
“I don’t know, I just feel like I can be myself here. and everyone else is saying it too. Do whatever I want, and be happy. I can’t explain it.” Lara said.
“Just gotta relax a bit. Do your own thing.” I said. Man I’m such a lying dog, “So you guys are ok with skinny dipping?”
“Yeah, I’ve always wanted to do it with heaps of people.” Shez said.
“What’s the problem Aaron?” Lara asked, “You seem bothered by something.”
“Yeah I am. I’m just worried a little…I don’t really know why you guys are acting so normal about everything, as if you’ve all come here tons of times. I feel like I forced the skinny dipping thing and the coming here in the first place thing on you. Do you feel that way?”
“No, Aaron. I don’t feel like I’ve been forced to do anything. I wanted to come here, and I did. We all did. I wanted to go skinny dipping. Trust me. Everyone is happy to be here. You’re right when you say that it seems like we’ve been here a lot, it sure feels like we have, but I know we haven’t. I feel like I could live here without a single care in the world.” Lara said, “So long as you’re happy with it.”
“Why would you want to keep me happy?”
“So you keep inviting us here!” She giggled.
“Well ok. I just don’t want anyone to feel like they’ve been forced to come here or do anything they don’t want to do.”
“Don’t worry. We’re all actually just talking about how awesome your house is and the pool” Lara said.
“Cool.” I smiled, “I will say, the pool is pretty nice, my parents did a good job designing it.”
I was more confused with those answers, but it was worth it knowing that all this seemed to make the girls happy, and they didn’t feel like they were being forced to do anything. My commands must have made them think everything I told them was their own ideas, their own thoughts. I wonder why…I’d figure it out later…for now…
I started moving Alara around my cock. “Let’s get to it.” I said.
“Finally! Thought you’d talk all day, no offense.” She replied, as she proceeded to begin bouncing up and down.
“None taken. Well now that I’ve done my host-duties, and I know everyone’s cool, I feel better.”
I groaned at the sensations and I reached around her and grabbed her tits, helping her up and down, “and now I feel a loot better.” I said.
“I do too.” She sighed.
I began matching her ascents and descents with my hips, thrusting into her as she came down, and pulling back down as she went up. I heard some splashing and looked around as I saw some other girls getting in the spa. Lara scooted next to me and grabbed me around the waist as a sign of ownership and another girl named Neha, a small beautifully tanned half Indian chick, came to my other side. I took my hands of Alara’s tits and looped them around Neha and Lara. Alara couldn’t keep her balance without my hands, so she leaned back and grabbed my thighs and grinded her hips in a circular motion around my cock, leaning her head back in pleasure, her long hair draping onto my ticklish chest. I looked around and saw that all the girls were in the spa, they all must have gotten sick of the pool or just wanted to join in, it was pretty cramped, some girls were sitting on each other’s laps. Other than the girls preoccupied with me, Alara, Lara and Neha, all the girls were talking among each other, just about school work and stuff, nothing in particular, but it was just weird because they were seemingly oblivious to me having sex right in front of them. I guess this was the same thing when I thought that they would think it would be weird to have 15 girls skinny dip with 1 guy.
All of a sudden Alara squealed, “I’m cumming!” and then I felt her pussy walls grip and squeeze my cock, pushing me to the painful edge of just about cumming too. I looked at Alara and she was just sitting on my cock very still, she wasn’t passed out, just in a daze. I noticed my hips were squirming underneath her, taking a mind of their own trying to get a few last pumps so I could get off, but I couldn’t get enough thrust. God, it was killing me sitting on the edge. I was suffering from a major case of blue balls; I needed to get off.
“Lara, get her off and finish me off would you? I’m just about to cum but she’s in fairy land.” I said.
“Let’s do it doggy.” She whispered, “It will be hot doing doggy in front of everyone, even only for a few seconds.” Well, she wasn’t wrong.
I sat up and heaved Alara off me, sitting her down where I was sitting, before standing up in the middle of spa. Lara had wasted no time and already had her hands on the edge of the spa, between the shoulders of two chicks, with her ass sticking up proudly above the water. She was looking at me eagerly, wiggling her ass at me. I gripped her hips and lined up my cock, and in one steady push was buried in her, she gasped and so did I. This was the fourth pussy I had ever been inside, including Alara’s, and my god, was it the tightest, and the best by far!
“You’re so fucking tight Lara. My god!” I looked around to see what others thought of what I said…and a couple doing it doggy style right in front of them (not that there is anything weird about that at all). A few were looking at us, just taking the view in as if were a TV show. Some were fingering themselves from what I could see, and another few were just talking to each other as if it were normal, same as before. I thought about how hot that made it; the normality of the situation to them just made it seem so sexy, especially the ones that had their eyes on us.
And with that thought I started giving Lara the root of a lifetime. I drove my cock all the way in, before pulling out so only the head was in, then rinsing and repeating. Lara was meeting my thrusts, pushing back on me every time I went in and then easing up as I pulled out. Each thrust was met with a loud slap as my hips crashed into hers, and my balls slapping her on the ass. The consistent splashing of the water was making it seem louder than it was. Lara was gasping and moaning softly, and I was too. The feeling of her pussy was just incredible; it was so hot, wet and just so fucking tight. I’d have to check my dick for carpet burns afterwards, it felt like there was too much friction. Too bad I was already at my peak, would have been a great one if it lasted. After about a minute in I came back to the feeling of being on the edge and before I warn her I gave it one last push I squirted my load inside her, holding her hips as close to me as I could while I emptied my payload into her.
Gasping and panting I pulled her back as I bent my knees to sit down. Since the was no room I ended up sitting on another chick, who happened to Shez, with Lara sitting on my lap, my deflating cock slowly easing out of her. Shez reached her hands around me and Lara and gripped Lara’s hips, pulling them as hard as she could towards herself. This prevented my deflating cock from leaving Lara’s womb, which would make me hard again in no time.
“I always imagined losing my virginity to doggy style. I don’t know why.” Lara said. I actually forgot about that, her hymen must have already been broken somehow.
“You should have told me you were a virgin! I wouldn’t have asked you to do that, I didn’t even make you cum.” I felt a little bad.
“Don’t worry Aaron, I could’ve said no. It’s not liked you raped me or anything.” Hm, I wonder if mind altering counts as rape, “And you didn’t make me cum because you’d been screwing Alara for ages.”
“I guess.” I said.
After a few minutes, a girl named Madison said, “I’m getting out now; chlorine is starting to dissolve me.”
“Yeah, me too.” Another said.
I decided I’d get out too.
“Towels are in the cupboard there if you forgot one.” I suggested, “Don’t leave the pool room wet, dry off here or in the bathroom. Just don’t want water getting in the house. It gets pretty slippery.”
I told asked Shez to let go of Lara so she could get off me, and she did with a plop as my dick popped out of her. It was already becoming hard again. I ascended out of the love-spa, grabbing a towel and drying myself off. A few decided to stay in the spa. I thought about telling everyone to stay naked, but it was a bit cold, so I didn’t bother. After getting dressed, I went into the back room with the alcohol, grabbing a beer and started pouring shots.
A few girls emerged, some with their clothes on, some with a towel around them and a couple had dried off but were still nude. One of the ones without clothes on was Britt, the same Britt who raped Tom.
“Aren’t you cold?” I asked her.
“A little bit, but I love being naked.” She smiled.
“Fair enough.” I laughed. Still don’t know why they love it here so much. I never issued a command saying ‘love my house and love being yourself when you’re here’.
“Anyways, who wants some shots?” I raised my voice so everyone could hear.
A few didn’t like alcohol that much, so they passed, but most were all over it.
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7 shots later, I was off my face. I had them way too quickly. Probably had them over the course of 15 minutes. Was not a good idea.
I stumbled around the room until I hit a couch and slumped on it. I was perfectly content resting there until I had a weird thought go through my head. Normally I’d think twice about it, but being drunk, you don’t tend to do that much thinking.
At the top of my voice, focusing as much as I could, I shouted.
“All of you come fuck the shit out of me!”
Silence filled the room as I noticed every female looking at me.
Realization slowly sunk in to the problem with what I just said, my smile slowly going down as I started to make a break for it. I only made about two meters closer to the door before I literally got spear tackled onto the ground, and about four girls jumping on top of me, winding me, and all their womanly flesh covering my mouth, removing any hope I had to make a break for it or reverse the command. I wasn’t strong enough to command them all off me at once without talking, and I yelled the command which makes it even harder to break. Being drunk didn’t help much either. A girl with a towel around her, called Maddy, jumped on top of me, to towel going up to her hips like a skirt, our privates making contact. I tried to push her off but she was gripping me tight. I glanced behind her and noticed about five girls charging like bulls towards us, before all of them leaping into the air to land on us. I screamed and instinctively reached and grabbed her back and ass firmly and flipped us around, almost simultaneously I felt the painful hit as all the girls crash landed onto my back, which also pushed also pushed our well-aligned genitals into each other, burying my already hard dick inside her. I gasped as I felt the pleasure of her hot, moist, velvety glove gripped me tight. Her towel had fallen off to the ground behind her, acting as a somewhat comfortable mat. I couldn’t move myself with all the weight on me so I put all my weight fall on her and just laid on top of her, probably not all that comfortable for her but it felt good to be pushed to the hilt inside her and held there. She grabbed my face and kissed me deeply. I don’t think it bothered her either.
The kiss was cut short as I was quickly pulled around by the strength of all the other girls, my dick slipping out to the fresh air again before almost immediately entering another girl’s warm tunnel. Three girls laid on my face, their mouthful sized tits being forced into my mouth as the culprit that had mounted me and proceeded to ‘fuck the shit out of me’. I couldn’t tell who it was cause her back was facing me while she bounced on top of my cock like there was no tomorrow. A couple more girls had managed to get underneath me and was pinning my body by wrapping their arms around my chest and their legs around my thighs and body, the shear heat of their pussys and the poking of their tits pushing against me all too apparent. I tried to reach and push the boobs away from my face so I could speak (and breath) but my hands had been pinned underneath some other girls, their ass facing me and them doing, what it felt like, furiously trying to push my fingers into their cunts; Wow, they were fucking my hands. The nipples in my face were brutally thrown into my mouth, as if I were a baby that wouldn’t shut up and they were giving me a suck toy, making the act of talking all the more difficult.
I rolled my eyes and gasped (through my nose) as the pussy gripping my cock pulsated as it continued to be furiously forced up and down my pole, faster than I had ever felt, nor thought was possible. I had a look and managed to see through the tits my face and saw the girl bouncing on my dick now had two girls were gripping her hips helping her go up and down faster, and another two had her arms and legs out stretched and were wiggling her sideways, left and right, as she went up and down. Oh my god, I wonder how many people have experienced that before.It felt fucking fantastic. Another two that were underneath my legs each had a testicle in their mouths, which felt mind-blowingly wonderful. My hands were being furiously pulled into girls cunts, as if it were a dick.
My entire body was being masturbated or fucked in some sort of way, if that makes sense. Every piece of my flesh was in contact with some feminine part. The pleasure I was feeling was just utterly overwhelming.
Since each girl wanted to obey my command of fucking me but the volumes of girls were preventing them, many were still jumping on my chest, furiously trying to get in contact with me, but many couldn’t since there wasn’t enough surface area of my body to touch them all. I had so many girls on top of me…and beneath me; it was like swimming in an ocean of naked woman. The sheer amount of sweaty bodily heat being emitted into the room was steaming the windows, not to mention the heat of all the bodies on me was adding to the already over-the-top sensations. Every now and then my dick would slip out of someone’s hole for a second before it quickly re-entered someone else’s warmness. Sometimes it would only last in someone’s hole for only a few seconds. It seemed there was massive competition going on for my pole.
So much weight was on me, I couldn’t get up nor see much of what was going on with so much flesh in my face. All I knew was that the sensations were pure bliss. I couldn’t even suck on the nipple that was stuck halfway down my throat because I couldn’t focus for than a few seconds; the pleasure was overloading my brain.
The tits in my face were suddenly being forced away towards my chest, the one in my mouth was removed and I took a huge breath as I was about to command them off me but I couldn’t as the tight, tanned ass that been pushing all the boobs away sat on me, the weight of the chick landing on my face. Noticing the tanned chick was short, I guessed it was Neha, the half Indian. She crossed her legs as tightly as she could around my head, forcing her cunt into my face. I couldn’t see anything, she was forcing it so hard into my face I couldn’t see barely anything, I could just feel and smell and taste her cunt right next to my mouth.
My concentration lapsed for a few seconds, the first signs of losing consciousness. The cunt in my face was preventing me from getting adequate oxygen; the overdose of alcohol also wasn’t helping. I knew that I’d have to terminate that command before I passed out or they could all potentially fuck me to death while I was unconscious. What a way to die. I tried to move my arm but they were still each stuck under a girls pussy, and my legs were out of the question with about five girls sitting on them and a couple of girls I was on top of had their legs wrapped around them.
I couldn’t move any part of my body.
I realized I was completely and utterly pinned by all the girls. I couldn’t speak and get them off with a girl’s legs wrapped around my face and my entire body was next to immovable. I was in a prison of pleasure and potential death awaited unless I could get up somehow. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins, both sex adrenaline and the fear of imminent death adrenaline.
My orgasm was approaching but since I couldn’t speak I couldn’t really warn them. The inevitable happened and I started plastering the mystery rider’s vaginal walls with my jizz. I heard a faint scream saying, “He’s coming!” and then more girls started squealing saying they wanted some. I felt the screamer being pushed off while the hose was still pumping, and the girls squealing at, what I can assume, the final moments of my sprouting fountain. The next few minutes were a mystery to me as I lost myself in only what I could describe the best orgasm of my life.
As I came back from my high, I noticed that the girl that was on my right hand was gone now; my arm was completely free to move. Knowing it might be my only chance, I ignored the painful pleasures of the blowjob on my sensitive dick and reached to my left arm and pushed the girl off balance a ripped my left arm from beneath her and with all my strength pushed the girl off my face. I managed to prop myself up by my hands and wasted no time and screamed “Everyone go to sleep until I say wake up!”
All the girls passed out, landing on the ground, heads flopping over. The girl that was blowing my sensitive dick passed out with her mouth on my dick. I squealed in pain as her mouth relaxed and her teeth grazed my sensitive dick’s head. I slowly eased out of her and then just relaxed in the ocean of body heat. I had a think. Some commands seemed to just ‘command’ them, where others made them ‘trust’ me to the point of doing what I wanted. Like for example, my mum would forget she made a smoothie when I told her to, and I assumed this ‘fuck the shit out of me command’ was the same sort of thing, as well as when I told Kara to forget ‘everything’ I told her, she couldn’t put her finger on why she was naked. But before that when I told them to skinny dip, they did it as if they thought it was a great idea, not because I told them to. They wanted to do it. They remembered doing it. And then there’s the feelings transfer, like when I thought about Britt sexually, I transmitted my feelings to her somehow. Not only that, why did they like being around me so much? Why was skinny dipping so normal? Better yet, how did I get my abilities in the first place? So many questions, I’d have to figure out the extent of my abilities when I got the chance. Not long after concluding that, I just passed out on all the womanly bodies from mass sexual exhaustion and drunkenness. Sexy, hot, naked women make one hell of a bed.
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Three sisters and little brother part 2 – Heero YuyThis is part to of the series, I know part one was written terrible but I got some positive messages and I thought to myself let’s try again. This time I tried to write it better I hope I succeeded. Rate my story and give an honest opinion so I can improve my writing
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I woke up in the middle of the night, I looked around trying to figure out how long I have been a sleep. I tried to stand up but I realized I am still stuck in this room.
Suddenly I heard a lot of laughing coming from downstairs.
“OMG.. you really did that to him, show me! You did made some pictures right?”
I recognized her voice, it was my oldest sister Madina. I heard footsteps on the stair, I knew they were coming for me. I tried to think how I could make this al go away but I quickly realized it’s better to just let them do whatever they want and get this over as soon as possible.
“Heero, are you ready for us we brought big sis with us. Apparently she wasn’t impressed with us, she is going to teach us some new things”
The door opened and I saw Mauri and Ellen come in first, they were dressed all black. Black jeans, black heels, black shirt and they both put there her in a knot. Behind them Madina come in, it was almost like a movie when they finally reveal the bad guy.
She was wearing a leather catsuit, with 18cm heels under them.
“Well little brother it seems that you like to be humiliated, is that true?”
“No, they tricked me”
Mauri and Ellen looked at me and just smiled at me. They knew I always wanted to be dominated by a group of strong gorgeous young woman, but not by my own sisters.
“Release him, and bring him upstairs to my room!”
Ellen and Mauri picked me up and brought me upstairs, before we entered the door of Madina’s room they blindfolded me again.
“Lie him down on the bed, he won’t run”
They laid me on the bed, sitting strait I was just waiting for the beating to start, but it didn’t.
“I saw on the video that you enjoyed swallowing your own cum, tell me little brother are you gay?”
I sat there in silence… SLAPP…the only thing I could think of was who slapped me so hard.
“Answer her faggot brother!” Ellen said.
“Uuuh no I am not gay sister”
“Why are you lying to me brother, you clearly enjoyed swallowing cum, maybe we should test you.”
My mind stopped, test me? How, are they going to milk me again? And then I figured it out how they were going to do that.
“You can come in sweety” Madina said.
Her boyfriend! I almost cried could it get more humiliating then this?! I felt that they climbed on the bed, Ellen went to sit behind me closing me in with her legs. Mauri tied my legs to the bed and made sure this was being recorded. I heard Madina on the phone talking to someone, I couldn’t figure out who she was talking to but what I heard didn’t make things any better.
“Yes it’s no problem my parents are gone for a few weeks, come over you’re not going to believe what I got in my room.”
“So, everybody is ready and at seems to me that you’re also ready”
Meaning my raging erection. Ellen grabbed my head and pulled it back towards her, I was lying with my full weight between her legs. She then used her index finger and her middle finger to keep my mouth open on both sides.
“Are you ready sweety he is all yours and baby please don’t go easy on him”
He climbed on the bed and positioned himself in front of me, I was terrified I couldn’t see how close his penis was but I could smell it. “You’re going to like this” he said.
Without a warning he shoved his penis in my mouth deep throating me immediately. He grabbed my hair and kept fucking my face harder and harder. Meanwhile I was gagging and drooling all over my self and at some point I even started crying.
“Oooh yeah that’s it, take it deep you’re doing a fine job..Ooh yes hahahah”
I heard Madina encouraging her boyfriend. “Sweety go harder I want him to puke all over, don’t give him time to breathe just skull fuck him!”
“This is so good I am going to watch this over and over hahahah” Mauri said.
While I was gagging and trying to swallow al the juices in my mouth Ellen was whispering in my ear. “ yeah you like that don’t you sissy boy?… Look how hard you are, you like that dick? You want to feel all his cum in your mouth!”
“Madina can I cum in his mouth?” “No sweety he enjoys that too much, why don’t you cum all over his face”
“yes ma’am” He said.
I could hear him stroke his cock harder and faster and it didn’t take long and he jizzed all over my face. I couldn’t open my eyes without getting cum in them. My sisters just laughed at me and were just screaming at me. “ YES SISSY BOY PIECE OF SHIT, LOOK AT AAAAALL THE CUM ON YOUR FACE” “HAHAHAHA PIECE OF SHIT, YOU’RE NOT OUR BROTHER, YOU’RE OUR LITTLE BITCH SISTER”
“sweety you’re done here, you can go home now replacement is already on its way”
What I am not done yet, they are going to humiliate me in front of more people. I couldn’t believe it, they are never going to leave me alone.
“where is she?” Ellen asked, “ We can’t give him time to rest hahah it wouldn’t be fun”
“Don’t worry she will be arriving soon” Madina said. With that been said someone knocked on the door. Madina ordered Mauri to put the camera on the tripod and go open the door. Mauri went downstairs and opened the door, I heard her giggling but I couldn’t figure out who the second girl was downstairs.
I heard them on the stairs coming, Mauri was telling what they were doing but the other girl couldn’t believe them and started laughing.
“Here is your surprise Heero” Mauri said. “You’re so going to love this” Ellen whispered into my ear.
“I have been waiting for this a long time” I thought to myself she sounds familiar, but who is it. Madina started giving instructions to everybody, “Ellen tie his hands behind his back and then tie his ankels to his hands” “Mauri, let’s get undressed” “and you to” she said to the unknown girl.
I lied there real unconformable legs spread and tied to my hands behind my back and still blindfolded. The girls were al undressed now, Madina gave everybody a strapon but told them to wait with putting them on.
All the girls climbed on the bed and stood around me, they all positioned themselves with me between their legs. Madina whispered something to the girls but I couldn’t hear it when suddenly it was too late.
A warm liquid was being poured over my entire body, they were PISSING ON ME! I felt disgusting every time I tried to breath more piss would go into my mouth. I tried to role away but they wouldn’t let me go away that easily. My hair was drizzling piss my penis, legs and the rest were being pissed on and were becoming sticky.
The girls laugh and laugh. “HAHAHAHAHA look at him he likes it, unbelievable look at him trying to catch his breath” But it was far from over, not all of the girls were done pissing on me. Madina and Mauri were done and started to beat me up and trampling me, Madina pushed her feet into my mouth and Mauri started jumping on my penis.
I almost chocked thanks to Madina, she has really big feet and she forced hers with her entire weight.
When the other girls were done they joined Mauri and Madina, Ellen rolled me over with my face down on the bed.
The new girl and Mauri started kicking me in the side and Madina still tried to push her feet down my throat. Ellen went to stand behind me and gently lifted her feet up and placed it on my ass. Without saying anything she pushed her big toe into my asshole, I let tried to say something but I was still gagging on Madina’s feet.
“You girls think my feet would fit in his pussy?” Madina laught and said ”If it doesn’t fit just make it fit”
Suddenly Ellen pushed her entire feet into my asshole and didn’t do it gently either, she just used her weight and shoved it down my asshole.
“OMG it fits unbelievable HAHAHAHA, little brother is a faggot HAHAHA” Ellen continued to shoving her feet in and out, fucking my asshole for a long time. I was crying and puking at the same time. I puked all over Madina’s feet and the look she gave was devilish.
“Look at him, disgusting he just puked over my feet” Madina pulled her feet out and tolled Ellen to switch she needed to clean her feet. Madina went behind me and said “ You think you can puke over my feet and get away with it, you know you’re going to clean with your pussy right?”
With that she shoved her puke covered feet into my asshole even faster and harder than Ellen did. And I already told you guys that her feet were big so it stretched my asshole even further I was just screaming my longs out.
But Ellen quickly stopped that, she shoved her feet right into my mouth just as Madina did, so the gagging started again. After an hour of feetfucking and feet gagging they stopped.
“Time for the main act” Mauri said.
They all picked their strapons and got them self-ready. Madina positioned herself behind me and was the first one to fuck my asshole. She had a big long black strapon, it’s was three times as thick as mine. The new girl went to lie in front of me on her back, she picked my head up and just let it go when it was above her strapon. I was too tired to put my head gently on her dildo, it felt like she created a hole in the back of my throat.
But before they started Ellen went to get the camera so she could make pictures and Mauri took the video camera from the tripod. That’s when Madina said “Let’s take his blindfold off that way he can see who is making him gag hahahah”
Madina started fucking me immediately after she said that, she was shoving her dildo in like she was trying to tear my asshole open. “I am going to fuck you soooo hard little brother, your pussy is going to be destroyed after we are done!!”
I stared moaning from the pain when I felt that someone was taking the blindfold off, I couldn’t believe it. It was my ex-girlfriend Samantha!!
Samantha was a hot tanned Asian with sexy slim body, she didn’t have those beautiful curves that my sisters had but she did had the hottest legs.
“Have you missed me” she said with a big smile on her face. This just encouraged her to fuck my face even harder. I was gagging and trying to keep my puke in.
“Aaaah yes yes yes yes, take it like a little bitch” Samantha said. She was grabbing my hair and pulling it down with all her strength just slamming my face and throat against her legs and dildo.
After a good 30 minute they switched they were like a good oiled machine, tagging each other so that the fucking and gagging could continue. Mauri went behind me and Ellen lied in front of me and it was the same drill except Ellen was more aggressive then Samantha. Ellen was a strong girl and it definitely made a difference for me, because puking became a fact. I came all over her dildo and legs and stomach but she didn’t stop and I couldn’t stop.
“Look at him AHAHHAHAH look at him, piece of shit HAHAHAH puking on this long dick” Everybody was laughing Samantha was also enjoying herself. She was fucking me deep and hard like she wanted to see how deep she could go.
“Ooh Heero if this continues we need to get some bigger dildo’s or start fucking you with both our feet” she said. Laughing hysterical.
After a while they stopped not because they were bored only because they were getting tired of fucking me all day.
Madina ordered the girls to untie me and tie me to the four corners of the bed. They were all standing around me but it was Madina who was first to move in front my face. She bent over and opened her mouth and started gagging, it was harder then she thought so she used her fingers. She puked all over my face it was so disgusting that it made me puke to. All the girls followed after her. Mauri was still filming and Ellen made come good pictures form close-up.
“Whe should finish this, we have all day tomorrow” Madina said. “how should we finish this? Mauri asked.
“Well I know something, as it seems that I am haven’t enjoyed as long as you girls have I propose that we finish it my way” Samantha said while looking me in the eyes.
“It’s your call Samantha tell us how you want it” Madina said.
Samantha left the bed to sit on a chair, she told the girls to first piss on her feet than puke and let Heero cum on it and lick it clean.
“OMG GENIUS, it will be soooo disgusting HAHAHAH you’re so evil” Ellen said and all the girls were pumped up to make me lick this feetcocktail of puke and piss.
Madina, Ellen and Mauri all stood over her feet and started pissing on it.
“It feels so warm hahaha” Samantha said. Soon after that the puking started, when my sisters were finished they looked at me with an evil look. I was still tied up but I was already destroyed I had no willpower to fight against this anymore. So when Mauri untied me I just crawled behind her towards Samantha’s feet. Mauri and Madina grabbed my body and kept it in place while Ellen milking me.
It didn’t take long and I came in huge blast of cum over her feet. I was cumming for at least a full minute. Samantha was laughing and couldn’t wait for me to start licking her feet clean.
After I came Mauri and Madina pushed me on my knees and positioned my face right in front of her feet. Ellen continued filming the entire process, when I was in place I opened my mouth to start licking.
Samantha however had a different idea, she kicked her feet will full strength down my mouth in to my throat. My sisters kept my head still and I tried to fight it somehow but they were too strong. She kept pushing and pushing her feet down my throat.
“Hahahah take it sissy, hahaha take it like the filthy whore that you are..Piece of shit!!”
After kicking and shoving her feet for at least 50 times into my throat she stopped, her feet were clean and I was humiliated to a whole new level.
My sisters let me go and started laughing again. “You’re done for today sissy brother” Madina said.
“Tomorrow we will start all over again and you better be prepared little shit brother”
Samantha and the girls kicked me in the balls on more time and told me to leave the room and get myself cleaned up for tomorrow.
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