Exploring The Windy City
True story about my first orgy when I was in Chicago for work. Enjoy đ
True story about my first orgy when I was in Chicago for work. Enjoy đ
This is a true story. I took 5 parties and combined them into a single stroy for what I would consider a hot time
Not wanting to be around people, I spent a few moths surviving in the woods. Coming home leaner and meaner, I fell in with a spooky woman who brought out my cruelest tendencies. Oh yeah, she was born on Halloween…not kidding.
True account of my fisrt 12 hour rubber bondage expereince
My trip into femdom and anal play. this is my first story.
i fuck a horny young submissive in the toilet
Aunt Sheen is your typical strict Muslim MILF. She is short, thick and dark. Her voluptuous assets are normally hidden underneath loose-fitting Burqa however she lets out more than her D-cup boobs and 50-inch ass when she is alone with me. Let me tell you about the time my slutty and horny aunt introduced me to the wonders of BDSM properly for the first time.
Aunt Sheen is your typical strict Muslim MILF. She is short, thick and dark. Her voluptuous assets are normally hidden underneath loose-fitting Burqa however she lets out more than her D-cup boobs and 50-inch ass when she is alone with me. Let me tell you about the time my slutty and horny aunt introduced me to the wonders of BDSM properly for the first time.
This is true story of how i became a slave
This is when things get…different.
A true story. A mistake takes a good turn.
Fantasy or reality, what happens when they cross?
Don’t call the numbers on the bathroom stall
A few people had asked what is with Brent being so into dildo use and not fucking me, simply put he is small and he used dildos to compensate for it. This is chapters 1-5 and now 6. I have started writing again because Brent and I are kind of talking again despite me currently being 1000 miles away and as I write this im back to having 2 toys in my pussy and 1 in my ass for the last week. He knows about the stories and wants me to continue and start soon with what he is now making me do. So let me know if I should keep going.
I met Brent right after I moved. A brand new city, brand new job and brand new friends. We talked online before I had moved and were merely friends. He was 23 and I was 26, polar opposites in almost everyway. He stood 5â4 about 245 pounds and strawberry blonde hair. He was very cocky and conceited and a total red neck. I, however, stand 5â11 about 220 pounds with 40DD breasts, a nice firm ass, long burgundy colored hair and a total city girl. I was never thought of him sexually or had been attracted to him. But leaving my home town and not knowing anyone who I trusted enough to fuck I slowly started considering the possibility of that happening.
The first time it came up was online. He had asked if I had met anyone since I moved, I hadnât and he knew it and I knew he had a girlfriend. Much to my surprise he sent me a picture message to my phone, his rock hard cock. I was shocked that he would be so bold but wasnât going to complain. The next message was just as shocking â Do you have any toys?â Unsure what to say but not being one to lie I simply said âyeah, a coupleâ That simple reply is all he needed, from that point on my pussy and ass slowly became his property for almost 2 years.
Brent worked over nights cleaning parking lots so we planned to meet one night when he was close to my house. We planned to meet at 1am about a mile from my house in a grocery store parking lot. He asked me to wear my dildo in my pussy for him from the time I went to bed till I got home from seeing him. I reluctantly complied with the request. At about 10pm I slide the 7â long dildo into my tight smooth pussy. I slide my red satin thong panties up then my shorts. As I went to sit on my bed the dildo was forced deep into my pussy and I almost jumped back up but thought âno I said I would and I donât break my word that easyâ Brent messaged me a few minutes later asking if I had put it in yet. âOf course I have, I told you I wouldâ I replied. âGood! Now I want a picture as proofâ Brent ordered. I got up and turned on a light slide my shorts down then my panties. I laid back on my bed, holding my phone between my legs and took a picture and sent it to him. âGood girlâ was his reply. I couldnât help by smile to myself as I slid my panties and shorts back on. About an hour later he messaged me again asking if it was still in and asking for a picture as proof. This went on until I left the house to meet up with him.
It was a warm May night. I had a low cut tank top and shorts on with my dildo deep in me. Every bump in the road I hit was torture forcing it deeper and deeper. As I pulled into the lot I saw his truck, he pulled over to me and hopped out. He was short, very short compared to me, but still kinda cute. He gave me a tight hug and grabbed my ass and squeezed. As he pulled back he smiled âHow ya feelin?â he asked. âIm ok, kinda embarrassed and uncomfortable tho.â I replied. âGood, thatâs the pointâ Brent informed me as he reached between my legs and forced the dildo deep in me. âFollow meâ he said as he got in his truck. We pulled around the back of the store, out of site of any possible passers by. As I got out of the car he walked towards me with this sly grin on his face, what was he thinking? Before I could say anything he grabbed my throat and slammed me against the truck. Oddly, I wasnât scared, I got wet as hell. With the other hand he reached up my shorts and started sliding the dildo in and out. âWhat is this?â he smirked âThe slut is wet?â He chuckled and squeezed harder as he pumped me harder. How could this be happening, I was turned on my being fucked in public with my dildo while being chocked?
As I got close to cumming Brent undid my shorts and yanked them down. âSuck my cock you fucking slut!â I looked at him in shock *SLAP* âNOW!â I dropped to my knees and to his cock in my mouth. Slowly at first, then deeper and faster. He grabbed my hair and pulled hard and forced every inch of his dick into my mouth gagging me. The next thing I felt was him using my hair to pull me up and slammed me down on the hood of the truck. He reached down and made sure the dildo was still in me âdonât let it come out bitch!â he ordered, I nodded. He let go of my hair and used both hands to grab my hips. âOH god no, he isnât going to, he wouldnât!?!?!â I was wrong! With one hard thrust he shoved his cock up my ass âOH GOD!!!!!! That hurts! Stop please!!â I begged. Brent laughed as he pounded me harder âshut up you fucking slut! Youâre mine now!â As he grabbed my hair again I began to cum, harder than I had ever cum before in my life. âDonât drop that dildo slut!â he shouted. âI wont, I wont, I promiseâ I moaned. A few more hard thrust and his hot load was pumping into my ass.
As we cleaned up he lightly kissed me and smiled. He reached between my legs and acted like he was going to take out the dildo, I sighed in relief. Before it was all the was out he laughed and slammed it back in making me gasp in shock. âThat isnât coming out tonightâ he informed me âTonight?â I asked. âYep, I want you to keep it in until morningâ Brent replied with a smile. âDo I have to? Seriously?â I begged. âIf you ever want to get fucked again then yes and you will send me pics when I ask for them. If you donât send them fast enough you will find out what happensâ explained Brent. âOK OK OKâ I mumbled.
That night I had to send 5 more sets of pictures to him as proof that the dildo was still in. Sleeping was hard to do, every move sent the dildo deep in me. Finally about 6am I passed out, I wish I wouldnât have. About 6:30am he asked for another picture, I didnât hear the text till I woke up around 8am. As soon as I got it I took a new picture and sent it to him. Shortly after I got a message back âyou are late!â âIm sorry, I fell asleep and didnât hear my phoneâ I replied. âto bad! You sleep with it in again tonightâ Brent informed me. âplease no!! I barely slept last nightâ I pleaded âto bad, you were warned. Take it out for now and suck it clean and send me a pictureâ he ordered. âOMG no way!!!!â I refused. âdo it or I show all my buddies ur pics and tell them where u work!â was his cold reply. âok fine I will!â
I went into my bathroom and slide the dildo that had been in me for 10 hours now out of my pussy. It was covered in my cream and juices, I almost gagged as I thought about what I had to do. âWhat had I gotten myself into?â I closed my eyes and slide the dildo between my lips and took it as far as I could. I grabbed my phone and took a pic and sent it to Brent. âYouâre such a good slutâ was his reply. I smiled as I put my dildo away, knowing that in just a few mere hours it would be back in me again. Little did I know this was only the beginning of the controlling and nothing compared to what he was going to do in the near future.
As I prepared for my day, I couldnât help but think about the night before. Had I actually been turned on by the forceful pounding my ass took and the chocking? Did I actually keep the dildo in all night? Did I actually suck it clean? Yeah, I had done all of it and had the sore ass and pussy to prove it. Not to mention all the pictures. I took my shower, which seemed to help relax me some and woke me up as I had not had much sleep that night. As I got dressed for work I wondered if I would hear from Brent later or if this was going to just be a one time thing.
My day was pretty uneventful since Brent slept all day due to working over nights but I kept thinking about the night before. Every time I thought about that dildo being in me for 10 hours my cunt would start to get a little wet. When I thought about being choked and slammed against the truck I got even wetter. The thought of the risk I took, the possibility of being caught by anyone at any time will he fucked me, was enough to drive me insane. By the end of work I was as wet as the night before and was hoping Brent would text me when he woke up.
About an hour after I got home my phone buzzed. I rushed to grab it, YES it was Brent! âHowâs my slut doing?â was his message. âGood I guessâ I replied. I was wet and hornier than hell but wasnât going to tell him that. âHow was work? Did you think about last night at all?â Brent questioned. âwork was good, really hard to concentrate at time tho when I was thinking about last nightâ I said. âgood, now put it back in NOWâ he demanded. âbut its only 7pm? This early?â I questioned. âyes now! And it will be in till morning again. thatâs if you are good!â Brent ordered. If I was good? What did he mean by that?
I went into my room and grabbed my dildo. It was longer than his cock but just as thick. I was thankful he didnât want it in my ass, that would have hurt way to much. As I slide it into my tight pussy I moaned, it felt good, really good. As I slide my panties and shorts back on I couldnât help but wonder if I could last 13 hours this time. And I still wondered what he meant by âif I was goodâ oh well. I better get used to this thick dildo be in me I guess. About 8pm Brent messaged me âI want a pic NOW!â he demanded. âok give me a minute to finish the dishesâ I told him. âNO NOW!!!!â he commanded âok ok im going!â I snapped back. âwell that just got another hour added to your time slut, now get me that pic, you have 3 minutes or I will add more timeâ he told me. Fuck, so now instead of the dildo coming out at 8am it would be 9am and I have to leave for work at 9:15, âI better not screw up againâ I thought. But what would be screwing up? I had no idea what he expected so I figured it best to just do what I was told as soon as I was told.
I rushed to the bathroom, almost running past my mom. âAre you ok?â she questioned as I bolted past her. âYep!â was all I replied. As I got to my room I dropped my shorts and panties. I laid back on my bed and lifted my legs above my head and positioned my phone to take the picture. With the picture taken and sent to Brent , I went back to dishes. âeverything ok?â my mom asked. She had moved into my house after losing her job a year before and still thought of me as a 12 year old that she had to question. âYeah im fine momâ I said as I washed the last of the dishes. As I finished my phone buzzed again, Brent. âgood slut! Now I want you to take it out and suck it and send me picsâ he requested. Damn really? âok Brentâ I replied. I slipped back into my bathroom and slid the dildo out of my dripping wet pussy. âoh god what am I doing? Why donât I just say no?â I thought to myself as I put the dildo in my mouth. I took the picture and quickly sent it to Brent but stood there with the dildo in my mouth, I had an idea he was going to want something else.
I was right! âShove it up your ass and send another pic!â he instructed. Oh crap this will hurt I thought. I laid on my bed and slowly started working the dildo in my ass. Inch by inch I got it in till I couldnât take anymore. I got on my knees and set the timer on my phone to take the picture. âIâm such a slut, he is rightâ I thought as I sent the picture. As I sat on the edge of the bed the dildo worked further up my ass to the point only the grip was out. I waited for his reply trying not to move to much, finally a message. âGood! Now put it in your pussy and send another pic to show me then u can get dressed again for nowâ As I laid back to take out the dildo there was a knock on my door âAre you ok?â my mom questioned as she started to open my door! âYEAH MOM be out in a minute!â I shouted. God that was close, to close! I got the dildo from my ass and into my pussy and sent the picture as I had been told.
By this time it was 9pm and I was already tired, I hadnât had much sleep the night before. âim going to crash, im exhaustedâ I text Brent. âBefore you do, take out the dildo and line the 3 you have up and take a pic with your hand next to them so I know what I have to use on youâ he instructed. As I slid the dildo out he added âsuck the dildo clean and send a pic of that first.â âOMG gross!!!! Its been in my ass and pussy!!!â I protested. âexactly! And now you will be punished again for questioning meâ Brent smirked. I took the dildo out and shoved it in my mouth, trying not to gag the whole time. I took both pictures as told and sent them. I didnât dare take the dildo from my mouth yet but I was dying to, the thought of where it had been was unbearable. I was wondering what he thought of the other toys I had. The dildo was about 8â long made of flexible rubber and shaped just like a cock, I had a hard plastic vibrator about 6â long but not to thick and a small black egg about 4â long and 3â wide. About 10 minutes later I got the text I was dreading, my punishment. âabout time! Now I want you to shove that dildo back in your pussy and the thin vibe in your ass the rest of the night.â he informed me. I slide the dildo into my pussy and then took the vibrator and worked it into my ass. It was much thinner and not texture so it slid in much easier than the dildo had. I took a picture and sent it then slid my panties on and climbed into bed. This was going to be hard to sleep with both holes full, but not as hard as what was to come over the next week
This was the second night in a row that Brent had made me wear a dildo in my pussy. But tonight in addition to the dildo I had a long thin vibrator shoved in my ass, which made it near impossible to sleep. To make matters worse, throughout the night he would text me and want pictures as proof that both the dildo and vibrator were still inserted deep in me. By 8am when I got up to get ready for work my ass was aching so bad I could barely stand it and I still had another hour with these toys in my pussy and ass. At 8:50am Brent text me âSleep well slut? LOLâ he asked. âNot really and my ass is killing meâ I pouted. âtake out the dildo, shove the vibrator in your pussy, suck the dildo clean then the vibrator. Pictures as proof of courseâ Brent instructed. I cringed at what I was about to do and kept thinking why am I doing this, I donât have to, I could just say fuck you. But I found myself doing exactly as he had ordered. I slid the 8â long dildo from my pussy and into my mouth. It dangled from my mouth as I laid back and slide the vibrator out of my ass and into my pussy. I took the picture of the vibrator in my pussy first then the one of me suck the dildo. As I took the vibrator from my pussy I slid it into my mouth with the dildo and took the picture. âthis should make him happyâ I thought.
After I sent the pictures I got ready to leave for work. As I pulled off the street, feeling happy that I made it through the night, Brent text âWTF was that?!?!â âWhat?â I asked in shock. âthat pic u fucking slut!!! thatâs not what I wantedâ he was pissed. â I told you one at a timeâ Brent demanded! â I thought you would like the 2 at onceâ I replied. âyou donât fucking think, you do as told!â he scolded. I felt horrible, what was he going to do, I knew he would do something. âtonight you have all 3 in you from the time you get home till you leave for workâ Brent demanded. âbut I have to go to the store after work!â I protested. âto fucking bad! You will go home first, put them all in then go to the store!â I couldnât believe it, this is going to suck majority!
At work all day I kept thinking about the task I had in front of me. 3 dildos in me from 6 pm to 8am? Plus shopping at Walmart to do after work. Oh god this is going to be hard, concentrating at work was impossible but by the end of the day I was dripping wet to the point my panties were wet. I rushed home and ran to my room to change, working at a theme park meant some pretty horrible looking outfits plus I needed clean panties. As I changed I slid the toys in, first the dildo into my pussy which I was slowly growing used to. Then I slid the long thin vibrator into my ass, that hurt a lot even though it wasnât to thick. Finally I took the short thick egg and worked it into my pussy with the dildo. I seriously thought I would cry, I was being stretched so much and I felt like I was being ripped in two. I took a photo and sent it knowing he would expect it as soon as he woke up. I slid my panties on and then my shorts and went to grab a drink before I left. Just as I was grabbing my keys Brent texted me âgood slut! Now u are to wear a skirt and no panties while you are outâ he instructed. If you knew me, you would know this is something I never do, I never wear dresses or skirts. I own 2 skirts but havenât worn them since I was 18 or so, low cut tops and tight jeans fine but skirts?
I almost protested but knew I better not so I went back to my room and changed. as I went to leave my mom turned and looked at me as if I had three heads âyou? In a skirt? Did hell freeze overâ she joked. ânah just felt like it I guessâ I replied as I walked out the door to go to the store. As I sat in the car I cringed at the pain of all three being shoved deeper in my pussy and ass. When I got to Walmat I got a text âI want a pic now!â Brent demanded. I rushed to the bath room pulled up the skirt and took a quick picture. âthereâ was all that I typed. âThere? thatâs all you have to say? Who do u think you are?â Brent was not in a good mood tonight and I was going to suffer I could tell. âsorry, just trying to get this shopping done so I can go home, Iâm so embarrassed being here like thisâ I apologized. âto bad lol you already fucked up! Now instead of being full till u get up u r keeping them all in till u leave for work and wearing the dildo at work!â he demanded. I almost began to cry.
I walked around walmart for almost 90 minutes grocery shopping and checking out. The whole time the toys poking out of my hole. I was so scared that someone would see, Iâm pretty sure a few people did when I had to get things of low shelves. When I stooped down I felt the one in my ass slip and I had to tighten my ass to pull it back in me. With all the walking it felt like I was being fucked nonstop, the toys kept shifting, moving and sliding, causing me to get wetter and wetter with each passing minute. âoh god, if im this wet from just this time how bad will it be tomorrow at work with a dildo in me all day?â I thought. Again I wanted to cry but knew I couldnât. I headed for the car to go home, I wanted to cum so bad so I asked if I could. âno you fucking bitch u only cum when im with you!â Brent replied âbut I will make you a deal, tonight is my short night, I will be home by 7amâ he informed me. âbe at my place with all three in you and whit the skirt and no panties on when I get there and I will make you cumâ he continued . âok I will be there but what about your girlfriend?â I replied. âdonât worry about her she wont be hereâ he told me.
I got home and started unloading the car. My mom came out to help as I was bent over the edge of the trunk grabbing a few bags. âHave fun?â she chuckled. I had forgotten I had a skirt and no panties on! Had she seen what was in me? If she had she didnât say anything to me directly. As I finished Brent messaged me âpic now!â I knew I only had a couple minutes or he would get mad. âcan I take off the skirt?â I asked as I took the picture. âyou fucking dumb bitch I told u to just do as told and if u would have kept your mouth shut till I got the pic I was going to tell u to put shorts on but now you stay in the skirt all night!â was his reply. I sent the pic and begged him to let me put shorts on because my mom was home and knew I never wore skirts. âlol to bad, tell her your new boyfriend wants you to get used to them.â he laughed.
That was one of the longest evenings ever. I sat the best I could on the couch, mere feet from my own mother with three toys filling me, âgod im such a slutâ is all I could think. Just when I thought it couldnât get worse Brent messaged me âStill watching tv in the front room?â he asked. âyeah, sitting on the couchâ I replied. âGood, where is your mom?â he questioned. âsitting at the opposite end of the couchâ I said feeling dread. âstart rocking back and for lightly till I say stopâ Brent instructed âbut?!?!?!â was all I could type. âDO IT NOW!â Brent screamed. I began rocking just a little, working all 3 toys in and out of my pussy and ass. My mom would glance at me then back at the tv then back at me. âyou ok?â she asked âyeah im fineâ I said trying not to show emotion. About 10 minutes later Brent text me âstop.â Thank god! âthank you, that was humiliatingâ I messaged back. âthatâs nothing compared to what u are about to do! Lolâ he told me. â walk in front of her, drop your phone and bend over at the waist showing her your full ass and pussy when you pick it up!â he demanded. âwhat?! Please no! she cant know what im doing!â I begged. âDO IT NOW AND I WANT HER CELL NUMBER YOU SLUT!â I had pissed him off again. I sent him her number and then prepared to do as told.
I stood up and began to walk past my mom as if I were headed for my room. I dropped my phone on the floor and bent over to get it exposing all 3 toys hanging from my ass and pussy. ânice showâ she chuckled âthatâs got to be hardâ She had no idea! I walked to my room for a moment and wanted to cry. Just then I heard her phone go off, who was texting her, she never got text messages, oh shit BRENT! âKC your boyfriend said to get your ass back out here and not to changeâ my mom shouted. I was so humiliated! I slowly walked back into the room as she stared and grinned. ânext time you give my number to someone tell me firstâ she said. âwhat did he say?â I asked âthatâs between me and himâ she laughed. A couple minutes later my phone buzzed âshe liked the show and told me she thinks its funny that u r my bitchâ Brent remarked. âgo sit in the chair across the room with your legs open! If you close them she will tell me and you will be punished!â I got up and as I walked to the chair my mom smacked me ass and said âgood girl!â As I sat there I wanted to cry, in 3 days I went from being a very independent woman to this. 3 toys in my pussy and ass, my mom watching me be full and reporting back to Brent and tomorrow wearing a dildo to work? What had I gotten into?
As I headed to bed I had no idea what to expect in the next few days. Brent had started out by just having me wear a single dildo in my pussy over night and in the matter of 3 days I was wearing 3 toys at night and in the morning a dildo to work. To make matter worse he had made me wear the 3 toys out to Walmart with a skirt and no panties then when I got home he made me bend over and show my own mother my stuffed pussy and ass. And the ultimate embarrassment, he told my mom I was his bitch and told her to let him know if I was not doing as told. I was fucked, I had no way out, no way of cheating, no way of lying.
I climbed into bed after taking the mandatory pictures for Brent of my holes being full. I tried to get comfortable with all 3 toys deep in me. As I would move my legs the vibrator in my ass would move in deep and then slip out. The two toys in my pussy rub against each other and fucked me to the point of tears. About 2 am my mom came in without knocking and ripped the covers from me.
âmom what the hell!â I screamed
âwanted to make sure you still had them inâ she smirked
âI do ok!â I replied
ânope not ok I want to make sureâ she said as she reached between my legs and shoved them in me hard âyou got yourself into this you are going to keep goingâ
I began to cry, I was being fucked with dildos by my mom! She just sat there laughing, not chuckling, full out laughing. She would pull them out just a little then take the palm of her hand and slam them back in. I laid there crying begging her to stop but the more I begged the harder he shoved them in me. this went on for about 15 minutes, I felt like such a slut and she knew it. The final shove was the deepest and hardest. Then she stood up and laughed then left without a word. A few minutes later Brent messaged me.
âenjoy your fucking?â he asked
âno! im still crying, did you tell her to do that?â I told him
ânope lol I just asked her to make sure they were in you. She told me she fucked you with them after the fact lol said you loved itâ he laughed
âfuck no I didnât love it! That was my fucking mother!â I protested
âto fucking bad slut, get used to it!â he replied ânow get some sleep you have a hard day in the morning lolâ
I knew it was going to be a hard day, no doubt about it. I spent the next few hours tossing and turning, getting slowly fucked the whole time. I knew when I got up I knew I would be walking out the door with all 3 toys still in me and going to see Brent then going to work with the dildo shoved up in my pussy. How was I supposed to sleep knowing all this, knowing that my mom could walk in and fuck me at any moment and I couldnât say or do shit about it.
I finally got up and got ready to take a shower. I slide my panties down and spread my legs, I was aching so much, I took a picture and sent it to Brent showing him I still had all 3 toys deep inside my hole. I slowly removed my tank top exposing my large firm 40DD tits, my long burgundy hair fell softly across my breast. I could just barely notice the dildo and egg poking out of my smooth bare pussy as I looked in the mirror. However, the vibrator in my ass was much more noticeable. I stepped into my shower and turned it on as hot as I could stand it, I wanted to play with my pussy but knew I couldnât. Soon, I told myself, Brent will fuck me and I will cum soon. I got out of the shower and slide on a pair of g-string panties, black satin. I grabbed a matching bra and a tank top and my jean skirt. I knew I had to have no panties on when Brent saw me, the g-string would be easy enough to slide off in the car and back on as I left. I grabbed my uniform for work and shoved it in my bag. I had to leave soon so I could be at Brentâs before he got there. I headed for the door and heard â Have funâ from my momâs room. âWHATEVER!â I shouted back. I would regret that shortly.
The drive to Brentâs was long and bumpy, I was shaking by the time I pulled in the parking lot of the apartments. I sat there waiting for a few minutes for him to get home. As I slid the panties off, I was nervous and scared and excited all in one. I didnât know what he had planned but really didnât care if I came as hard as I did the first time he fucked me. I do anything to cum that hard again, anything!
Brent pulled in and I got out of the car. As I shut the car door he walked over and kissed me and shoved his hand up my skirt. I gasped at the sudden hand rubbing my pussy and working the toys in and out, I had almost forgot we were outside and people would soon be coming out to go to work. Suddenly he grabbed my nipple and pulled me to the apartment door, unlocked it and pulled me inside.
âWait here u fucking slutâ he ordered
âOKâ I shyly said
A couple of moments later Brent came back and introduced me to his other roommates. Oh god is he going to make me fuck them? I just glanced at him uneasily and he laughed âNo not this time, maybe some other timeâ the guys just chuckled. Brent grabbed my nipple and pulled me to his room, I wondered if his roommates knew what he was doing to me. As we entered his room he shut the door and grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the wall. He began bitting my neck and fucking my pussy with the dildos. I was moaning and arching my back, I wanted to cum so badly but he wouldnât let me. Every time I got close he stopped everything but choking me and wait for me to calm down then would start fucking me again. About the third or fourth time he stopped he shoved me to the bed driving his knee between my legs and forcing the toys in deeper than ever.
âenjoying this slut?â he whispered in my ear
âI wanna cumâ I stuttered
ânot yet, if at allâ he chuckled
âwhat? You said you would make me cum if I came over todayâ I replied
âthat was before you got an attitude this morning with your mom and yelled whatever at herâ he informed me as he pushed harder on the toys with his knee.
âim sorry, I really am!â I was trying not to cry
âoh you will be in just a minute you fucking slut!â he grinned.
As he choked me he reached down and slid out the dildo and egg. He laid the egg next to me then put the dildo to my lips and forced it in. it was to keep me from screaming he told me. He put his hand between my legs and put 3 fingers in my pussy and starting pumping me slowly, spreading his fingers apart slowly. Oh my god that feels amazing I thought. Then he slid a fourth finger into my tight hole. He began fucking me faster and harder. Even though I had 2 toys in me for 13 hours I was still really tight and his fingers stretched me. I squirmed and moaned, I wanted him to go back to 3 fingers but knew he wasnât going to. Just then he pulled all the fingers from me and told me â you better not drop that dildo from your mouth or vibrator from your ass! Get ready to scream bitch!â With that Brent took his whole fist and shoved it into my pussy! I screamed into the dildo, tears running down my face. He fucked my pussy hard and fast showing no mercy.
âyouâre a fucking slut you know that?!â
âshut up you fucking bitch you know you love itâ
âyouâre mine now! I own youâ
I tried not to fight him but I had never been taken so hard and I couldnât help it. The harder I fought the deeper he fisted me, he was at his wrist by now. As he fucked my pussy he began squeezing my throat tighter. As I was close to passing out from the pain and the lack of air I came. My juices squirted around his hand and down his arm. I thought the other night had been the best Iâd ever had, I was wrong!
âsee I told you that you were a slut! You loved thatâ he smiled
All I could do was nod my head. Brent grabbed his camera and took several pics of the dildo in my mouth, his hand wrist deep in me and the vibrator in my ass. He then slid out his hand and then the vibrator. He removed the dildo from my mouth and slid it into my pussy, I groaned, I was sore. He laid down next to me for a moment and started whispering in my ear.
âim only with this chick cause I donât have my own placeâ he commented âshe is boring in bed. I want you to tell your mom im moving in next week, understand?
âok but she wont be happy.â I told him
âshe wont say anything, she knows you donât have a choice and since you pay all the bills she has no room to talkâ he told me.
âok Brentâ I agreed âbut can I ask somethingâ
âI guessâ he said as he got up.
âcan I take the dildo out when I get home?â I quietly asked
ânope, it stays in and at bed you put the other 2 back in. Understand?â Brent asked in reply
âI understandâ I sadly said
I got up and started getting read for work. Before I could get dressed Brent grabbed the dildo and started fucking me again with it. He only did it long enough to get me dripping wet. Then shoved it deep in and told me to have a good day at work. I got dressed and as I got ready to leave he told me that I had to take a new pic every hour while I was at work and send it to him and they better all be there when he work up that afternoon. I nodded and walked to my car. I couldnât believe I was about to wear a dildo to work at one of the biggest theme parks in the world!
As I got to work I realized my panties were already soaked from my pussy juices. Walking was hard with the dildo in me especially after being violently fisted just a little while ago. I walked to my work location, I was working cash today so at least I was standing in one place and not walking around. I had thought that standing there would be easier, but it wasnât. I kept shifting and squirming. Could anyone tell I had the dildo in my pussy? What if someone saw or knew? I was so scared but the fear made me that much more wet and caused my pussy to squeeze tight around the dildo. By the end of the day I had waited on over 350 guest with a dildo in me. I didnât know if I was embarrassed or proud of myself that I made it through.
I headed to my car and headed home, dildo still firmly inside my soaking wet pussy. The whole way home I was thinking about how to tell my mom and what her reaction would be to Brent moving in. I mean he had a point, it was my house and I can let whoever I want live there. But that also meant that he could use me and tell her more or she could walk in on anything. Oh well, I have to do it. I knew it was going to be a long night. Having to talk to her straight faced with a dildo in me, knowing she knew and knowing what she had done to me the night before. How was she going to react and what had Brent told her already? I guess I was about to find out.
I arrived home, the dildo was still shoved deep into my pussy and I was beyond wet. I was scared to death to go inside because I knew that my mom was going to say something about my situation. I took a deep breathe and walked into the house.
âhow was work?â my mom smirked
âok I guessâ I meekly replied
âI bet it was a HARD day, huh?â she chuckled
âyeah pretty much, not that you would understandâ I snapped
I walked into my room and shut the door. I needed a few minutes to collect my thoughts on how to tell her that in a week Brent was moving in. Before I had a chance to come back out she walked in and looked at me waiting for me to say something.
âhave something to tell me?â she questioned
âkinda, I guessâ I said as I glared at her
âwell what is it?â she asked with the smile on her face like she already knew.
âin a week Brent is moving inâ I stated
âoh really? So he can make you keep that cunt full easier?â she laughed
âhe wants out of where he lives now so he is coming here, thatâs itâ I replied
He had already told her and I was beyond embarrassed that she knew everything. What the hell was I going to do now?! My mom left my room but left the door wide open. I didnât care right now I just wanted to lay back and rest. I went into my bathroom and slid my uniform off. I looked in the mirror at my aching pussy. It had taken such a beating lately. Dildos and eggs every day and night and then being fisted this morning, I was so sore! I realized though, the more I thought about what was being done to me the wetter I got. OH MY GOD, Brent is right I am a slut arenât I? maybe I deserve this. I had always been a tease as a teenager, id flirt with any guy I thought was cute and took great pleasure in making them as hard as possible, all without touching them, then just walking away. It wasnât hard to do, I mean I was well built even as a teenager. I was 5â9â by the time I was 14 and had a 36C chest by the time I was 16. I always had a perfect smile and soft skin. I had known I was a flirt then but realized how much of a tease I really was as I hit my early 20s.
I put on clean, dry panties and a long t-shirt and laid on my bed. I wanted to reach down and take out the dildo but knew I couldnât especially since my mom knew what was going on now. itâs a good thing I left it in cause as I began to doze off I felt someone sit on my bed. It was my mom fuck! What the hell does she want now? Before I could say anything I felt my vibrator being shoved up my ass. I gasped at the intrustion and tried to pull away but she harshly shoved it the rest of the way in then pulled me onto my back. She took my third toy and shoved it in my pussy with the dildo as she laughed.
âhe asked me if u had told me as soon as you got home about him moving in and when I told him you hadnât he said he was going to make you put all 3 in, so I told him id do it for you and take the picâ my mother informed me still laughing.
She grabbed my phone and toke a picture of me spreading my legs and then used her phone and took a picture too. âyour dad should enjoy thisâ she laughed at me.
I rolled over and began to cry. I was so humiliated, not only was a man I barely know controlling my pussy and ass but my mom knew and she was going to tell my dad now too! To make the humiliation worse I was getting wetter and she knew it. She knew I was becoming a total slut and I couldnât stop it!
I didnât leave my room that night, I was so sore I couldnât sit, especially with 3 toys now shoved in my holes. Each time I started to fall asleep my mom would come in, almost as if she was waiting to wake me up and remind me I was full. She would work the toys in and out of me slowly, just enough to bother me then tell me to send a picture to Brent. This is how it went the whole night, slowly getting fucked by my mother then sending pictures to Brent. That is how he made sure I was doing what he wanted since he didnât live there yet and our schedules for work were opposites and he couldnât fuck me daily himself. Plus he loved making me suffer, the toys were a form of torture, knowing I was getting fucked in front of everyone and being powerless to stop it is a greater torture than a whipping any day!
For the next week things were about the same. I had at least the dildo in my pussy and usually it was all three toys filling both holes. If I went to work or to the store I had to have all 3 in me, fucking me in front of hundreds of people everyday. When I got home my mom would make sure they were in me before I went to my room to change so I couldnât slide them in and take the picture. At least once a night my mom would come into my room and slowly fuck me. She would slide them out almost completely then shove them as deep as they could go as hard as possible. I hated every moment of it but my pussy would still become dripping wet every time.
By the time Brent started moving his stuff in I was relieved that he would be checking me and not my mom. I was in for a hell of a shock though. The day we moved his stuff I had all 3 in me as usual but he required me to wear a skirt and no panties. As I drove he would fuck my pussy with the dildo from the time we got into the car to till we got out, only stopping when I was ready to cum until it had passed then he would start again. I wasnât allowed to cum without him in me, EVER! I had to learn to fight it and control it. We got everything moved on Tuesday and Wednesday we were going to relax at the house. I had taken 4 days off work to help him move. Tuesday night he took me to dinner, I had on a short black skirt that came down just below my ass and a low cut red shirt. Brent had taken rubber bands and wrapped them around my nipples before I put my bra on sand made me stuff the sides of my bra causing my 40DD breast to overflow the bra. As I walked I had a feeling you could see the vibrator in my ass and maybe even the dildo in my pussy as I had on no panties and no pantyhose. If you could see them, no one said a word to me.
At the restaurant Brent requested a table and not a booth and sat next to me. He would reach down and start rubbing my clit or sliding the toys in and out making me squirm in my seat. He would tell me what a good slut I was being and that I would be rewarded tonight. A few time our waiter got quiet the show im sure, this young couple sitting there and the guy openly fucking the girl with a dildo under the table. Before we left the waiter turned and smiled at us and said no tip was necessary that we had already tipped him enough. Brent smiled and grabbed my ass shoving the vibrator deep and saying âyou should make your girl do it sometimeâ
Brent fucked me all the way home with the dildo, he loved watching my squirm and knowing I couldnât stop it. When we got back to the house he grabbed my hair and pulled me in the house, past my mom and shoved me to the bed leaving the door wide open. As he climbed on top of me holding my throat as tightly as he could he tugged at may skirt with the other hand then worked on my shirt. I could feel his dick growing harder through his pants, rubbing against the slit of my wet pussy. As he got my shirt of she smacked me full force across the face and told me not to move.
âHey Chris come here a sec would ya?â Brent hollered
âsure no problemâ my mom replied âwhats up?â she looked over at me and began laughing
âwatch the fucking slut while I find something to tie her down with, will yaâ he chuckled
âno problem, I got hand cuffs if you want them. Her dad was a cop and gave me a set when I showed him what a slut she has becomeâ she told him
âGREAT! Grab them really quick would yaâ he asked
As my mom left the room Brent turned and gave me this evil smile. I knew whatever he was up to was going to hurt like hell and humiliate me but I would also cum so fucking hard. My mom returned with the handcuffs and Brent quickly slapped them around my wrist.
âif she moves even an inch just fuck her with her toys till I get backâ he instructed her with a smile
âno problemâ she grinned
âlook at the fucking slutâ she said to me as Brent left the room âhandcuffed, stuffed and about to be tied up.â
I rolled my head from her which I shouldnât have done because as soon as I had she grabbed the toys and brutally started fucking both of my holes. As she shove the dildo in my pussy she pulled the vibrator from my ass then plunged it back in as she yanked the dildo almost all the way out. When Brent walked back in he started laughing hystarically.
âstupid slut turned her head from me when I was talking to herâ my mom informed him
*SMACK* âFUCKING SLUT! I told you not to move!â Brent scolded as he smacked my face again.
âhold her arms above her head would ya Chris?â Brent asked my mom. She happily complied as he tied a rope between the handcuffs to the frame of the bed.
ânow hold this leg downâ as he tied on leg to the corner of my king beds frame and then the other leg to the opposite side.
âthanks for your help. Iâll let ya know if I need youâ he smiled and winked
My mom left the room but left the door open. I knew I was about to get used as a fuck toy and as much as I hated it I loved it too. I knew I deserved it for all the teasing I had done before. Brent took the small egg from my pussy, looked at it and just smiled. He grabbed my throat and forced the cum covered egg into my mouth. He then undressed himself, showing his fully hard cock. I almost laughed but didnât dare, I suddenly understood why he made me were the toys and preferred anal and fisting over fucking. He was pretty small. Barely 4â and maybe a thick as my middle finger. As he climbed between my legs he began working the dildo in and out, I thought for sure he would take it out to fuck me but I was wrong, the next thing I felt was his dick sliding into my pussy with the dildo. I tried to scream but between him choking me and the egg in my mouth I couldnât make a sound.
He started slowly, working my pussy till it was insanely wet. Then he began thrusting harder and deeper. His balls smacked the vibrator forcing it in with each thrust. I moaned and tried to scream, it hurt so much being stretched that bad but I couldnât stop him, I couldnât push him away. I wasnât long before I felt him begin to shoot his load into my pussy. With one last hard thrust he emptied everything into me and pulled out. I hadnât came yet and wanted to so badly it hurt.
Without a word Brent got up and walked to the bathroom, leaving me tied to the bed with the door wide open. He went in and took a long hot shower, then got dressed. I couldnât move or say anything because I was still tied down with the egg in my mouth as well as the dildo in my pussy and vibrator in my ass. He walked into the living room and I could hear him and my mom talking and laughing but I couldnât make out what they were saying. They were probably laughing at me and the fact I was just laying there naked and stuffed. It was well over an hour later before he came back in.
âhope youâre comfortable slut cause you aint getting up anytime soonâ he laughed.
As he walked away, I knew he wasnât joking. He left me there for a couple hours while he watched a movie. Every 30 minutes or so he would come in and fuck the hell out of both of my holes till I was on the edge of cumming then he would stop, leaving all 3 toys in place. My mom came in twice. She would brutally fuck me, laughing as I cried the whole time. Before I was untied for the night both Brent and my mom came in and discussed my day tomorrow. I was supposed to work a 10 hour shift at work and in my skirt uniform not the pants because of the location I was supposed to be at.
âShe is in her skirt tomorrow ya know?â my mom asked Brent
âOh really? Time to see how good her muscles are in that pussy and assâ Brent smirked
âWhat ya thinking of making the slut do?â my mom inquired
Brent turned to me and said âTomorrow you will where the vibrator in your ass and the egg and dildo in your pussyâ I slowly nodded in response. âOh Iâm not done bitch! You wont have any panties on and only thigh highs on under the skirt!â My eyes grew wide and I began to protest, with that my mom started ramming my holes again. I started nodding in acceptance and she stopped, Brent just laughed. âyou know the rules, every hour I want pics sentâ I sadly nodded know I had no choice. Brent untied me as I agreed to my day tomorrow and told me that I was to stay full over night while he was at work.
I had to take pictures 3 times that night as proof that I was still full. By the time I got up for work I wanted to come so bad but knew I couldnât. I put on my uniform and slowly got ready. Brent got home shortly before I got ready to leave. He shoved his hand up my skirt and grabbed the toys and smiled.
âgood slut! Now bend overâ he ordered
I bent over and felt him start working the vibrator in and out slowly. My ass was so sore from being full so long that it was torture. I begged him to stop because it hurt. I should have kept my mouth shut though because he rammed it hard and deep and told me to stay right there till he came back. So I stood there, bent over the arm of the couch with my skirt up and toys hanging out. I watched Brent walk to my momâs room and they both came out a few minutes later. Brent was carrying my momâs 12â long double headed dildo and my mom was carrying a camera.
âSo your ass hurts you fuckin slut?â Brent asked
âyesâ I replied
âwell now its going to really hurt!â with that Brent pulled out the vibrator and shoved my momâs dildo up my ass. As I screamed out in pain I realized my mom had been taking pictures of my ass being violated. Brent spent the next 10 minutes fucking my ass. In and out as hard as he could, shoving the dildo deeper each time. By the time he was done only about 4 inches were hanging out of my ass like a small tail. Brent grabbed my hair with the last thrust and whispered in my ear that now I had to keep this in my ass instead for my 12 hour day at work. He pulled down my skirt and smacked my ass as I walked to the door to leave. I was going to be a long day.
While I was at work the dildos started sliding out and when I asked Brent if I could adjust them on my break he text me back that I couldnât that I had to let them hang there. I spent the rest of the day keeping the muscles as tight as possible to stop them from sliding. As I took the pics Brent could see how much they had came out and I knew if I pushed them in that I would be punished when I got home. By the time I got off work only the head of my momâs dildo was still in my ass and my dildo and the egg were on the verge of falling out, I was so relieved to sit down for the drive home. But my relief was short lived, when I got home I was met by Brent at the door. It was still day light enough that you could see a few people out on their patios and walking around the block. As I tried to enter the house Brent pushed me back. He grabbed my hair and force me over the trunk of the car. He grabbed the end of the skirt and pulled it up over my ass showing the neighbors my stuffed holes.
âYou fucking slut I fucking told you to keep these dildos deep in you all day at work!â he yelled as loud as possible making sure anyone outside could hear. He slammed the dildos in me as the neighbors looked. He yanked me up by my hair and shoved me to the ground. I tried to get up and he shoved me down again. âyou are crawling in you fucking slut!!!â Brent first grabbed the skirt and pulled it up again and then grabbed my hair and slowly lead me inside. By the time I got inside several neighbors had gotten cameras out and were openly taking pictures and enjoying my humiliation. When I got inside I tried to stand again and was yet again shoved to the ground where Brent took off his thick leather belt and began whipping my ass and back as hard as he could. It was only after he was done I realized my mom had videoed the entire thing.
I crawled to the shower and washed up with both dildos and the egg still in me. When I got out of the shower I was forced to the ground again and Brent put his belt around my neck as a leash and lead me naked to the living room, crawling the whole way. He sat on the couch and flipped on the tv as I kneeled in front of him with the dildos hanging out of my holes. I heard the sound of what had just happened outside come on the tv, he was watching what he had done to me. He pulled the belt tight and forced my head into his lap and his dick into my mouth and down my throat. As I sucked him I felt the dildos begin to fuck me, slowly at first but then harder and faster. I was on the edge of cumming when Brent threw me off his dick and to the ground. He jerked his dick a few times and blew his load all over me.
âdamn I cant wait to watch that video!â Brent shouted âyou are keep everything in you again until you learn to keep them all the way in deep and every night you will be showing me outside how deep they areâ
I began to cry at the thought which only made Brent mad. âSince you want to cry I will give you a reason to. Now I will offer to let anyone fuck you with the dildos that wants to as you show meâ with that I began to cry harder. As I crawled to the bedroom I dreaded the next few days, I knew I had to train myself to hold the dildos in me deep no matter what or I was going to end up being fucked by most of the neighborhood.
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Birthday celebrations being for the two teens
This is the beginning of many stories of my life as a cock whore
This is the first instalment of my Grindr sexcapades. This one is dark and torcherous. Others will not be. If that’s not your thing, please do not read on. You’ve been warned.
The latest true story of my time with Dawn
Undercover in the slave trade
I had met Denise in a supermarket. It had been a busy morning. Several meetings had over run, it was now after lunchtime and passing a supermarket I decided to grab a quick snack before driving back home. What happened next was one of those rare occasions where you see someone, feel that intense attraction and something actually happens
When I moved into the other side of town, I would soon become seduced by my next door female neighbor who happens to be a registered sex offender and I now love being her slave.
My is Wife is 54 Learning about Lesbians
part two is my first experience at ABS theater and becoming a whore..
Woman gets raped from behind by a rough stranger
The next morning when i am at work in my office, I notice on the phone that Chantal is calling out. A few seconds later on my screen the webcam of Mistress Marit switches on and I can see Her sitting behind Her computer. She is topless and playing with her nipples. Again, i am breath taken by the way this 14 year old girl looks. I notice the cock wants to get erect in the chastity and it hurts and gives pleasure at the same time. I am constantly remembered it is no longer my cock, but property of The Mistress. Then I see her grab the phone and I hear Her say: âHi Chantal, sorry, I was just finishing something.â Now I know why She switched on the cam! Some silence and then The Mistress says: âYou want me to come over for dinner tonight? That sounds great, but tonight I have other engagementsâ I know Chantal is talking downstairs, but I cannot hear what She says. âTomorrow evening is fine under one conditionâ, the Mistress says, âI am only coming over if You wear a dress and no jeans. I think You would look great in a dress. If You do not wear it, I will leave immediately.â I hold my breath whilst I see how the Mistress is now touching Herself between the legs. âShall I come over at 19:00? Ok, bye!â, The Mistress hangs up without waiting for an answer, quickly turns to me and says: âGo to Your wife now and write me what She said slaveâ. I run as commanded downstairs just to see Chantal with the phone in Her hands with a blush on her cheeks and a puzzled look on her face. âWho was that?â I ask with an innocent look on my face. âOh, I called Marit to invite her for dinner. She is coming over tomorrow evening. She sounded enthusiastic and I have to admit, I am too. She seems like a nice girl.â âOk, fine by me. I cannot wait.â I say with a smiling face and go back to the office. Her webcam is off, but She can still see me. As always it gives me the feeling of being under constant control and I more and more like it. I write the Mistress what I noticed and what Chantal said and get a quick reply: âGood boy! Now I want You to go to the store and buy 7 pink panties for you to wear. If you do not know what to pick You can ask. When you are done, I want You to come over. You have one hour. Go now!â
I grab some papers and go downstairs and say to Chantal that I have to go to the post office in to send of some contracts. I jump in the car and race to town. I know the Mistress does not want me to buy cheap stuff so I go to the best lingerie shop. When I enter I am the only customer, it is still early. I feel a little bit embarrassed, because I know I am shopping for myself and with that idea I look around and I see a new world. Braâs, corsets, panties and all. Wow. Just when I am looking at the pink panties in my size, I hear a womanâs voice saying âHi Mark, can I help you?â I turn around and see an old girlfriend I used to date in high school looking at me. I start blushing and point at the panties. âUhm, I want seven of thoseâ âWhat size do you want them?â, she asks. I start to panic. âWell, I have no idea, it is for my wife and I think she is about my sizeâ. My ex-girlfriend looks smiling to me and says, âOk, these are the right sizeâ and she takes 7. âAnything else?â and I quickly say no and we go to the counter. Just when I paid she looks me straight in the eyes and says. âI never knew that Chantal has grown so much. She used the have a perfect body!â I am redder than a tomato and quickly stumble out of the store. I almost race to the car to hide myself and when I am close to home I park the car again a few streets away and sneak to the house of the Mistress.
I notice the door is already open and I quickly step in. I undress and put on the dog collar and leash that are lying ready. I wait until I am collected on my knees, head to the ground. I am a quick learner. After a while I hear the Mistress coming in the hallway and She just takes the leash, gives it a jerk and I follow. âSo slave, let me see what You bought!â And she opens the bag and looks at the pink panties. âGood boy!â and She really seems happy, which in turn makes me happy. âNow stand up and try one on, slaveâ and she gives me one pink panty. I stand up and I know I have to keep looking at the ground. I notice She is wearing a bathrobe and She probably just came out of shower, because Her hair is wet. I slowly put the panty on and put it over the cb6000. âWow, that really looks nice on You slave. You are like a little girl now. Do you like it?â âYes Mistressâ, I whisper, because it is true. I feels soft and very horny. âIt is a pity of the bulge in the panties, but we will handle that later.â, the Mistress says, âYou will only wear these from now on and You will hand wash the dirty ones every morning. Understood?â I quickly confirm with âYes Mistressâ. âGood girl. And since You are so good I have a present for You.â And she gives me a black panty. âI wore this till this morning. Smell itâ and when I put it to my nose I smell her juices and in my mind I immediately remember the first time I was allowed to worship Her pussy. She takes the panty and puts it in my mouth. I now also taste Her. âNow stand against the table.â I quickly do what She order and then I feel her standing very close behind me. She puts a leather blindfold on me (must have been in the package she ordered before) and two leather cuffs on my wrists. âYou are such a horny girl, arenât Youâ, she whispers in my ear and I confirm by nodding my head. âYou are slut and totally mine. Now lie on the tableâ When I do so, I notice that something is attached to the cuffs and that pulls my arms tight against the table until I cannot move anymore. She removes the pink panty. Then she also puts two cuffs around my ankles, spreads my legs and attaches them to the table also. âYou are such a slut and I want to use this slutâ and then I feel Her put some cream or so on my anus. âOh, what a wet pussy You have. You are such a horny slut, arenât You?â I say yes in the panty, but She does not hear it. Then I feel something pushing against my anus and I resist. I quickly feel a hard hit on my ass and another. âRelax bitch and accept it, or I will do it the hard wayâ and again I feel the pushing continue. I concentrate hard to take it and then when it is somewhat further in, she stops. I feel my ass relaxing asif it wants to adjust to the new situation and then it goes easier. She pushes again and now the cream does its work. âThis is the smallest strapon I ordered and we will built up until you can take the larger onesâ and she starts fucking my ass. âDo you feel my cock in your pussy, slutâ and in my mind I can see her. This is the world upside down. Here I am, a 41 year old man being fucked by a 14 year old girl wearing a strapon cock. But somehow it feels natural. She is superior to me and by Her fucking me She imprints that in my mind. After a while I hear Her moan and I realize that it must be a strapon that stimulates Her also and with a few hard thrusts She comes with a loud scream. She pulls the cock out of my pussy and I hear Her sit down in Her chair. I hear the zipper and then I smell She is smoking a cigarette. After a while of complete silence (besides her inhaling) I hear her walk to me. She then penetrates my ass again with a butt plug. It feels larger than the strapon. She removes the panty out of my mouth and says âYou are to wear this until You can no longer take it, then wait 5 minutes, remove it and then after 30 minutes fill the pussy again. Understood?â âYes Mistress!â She unties me and removes the blindfold. I quickly drop to my knees. I now see Her: she is totally naked, only wearing her high black pumps and a black strapon. The sight is extremely sexy. A hard kick with the heel against my chest reminds me what I have to do and I quickly face the ground. âHold out your handâ, she says and I feel her finishing her cigarette in the palm of my hand. It burns and I moan and I feel tears come to my eyes. âStop whining, you sissy. Hold out the other handâ and I feel she puts a small tablet in my hand. âTomorrow evening around 18:30 you will put this in the drink of Chantal and make sure she drinks it. Understood?â Yes Mistressâ âNow put on your pink panty and get back to work. Chop chop!â I quickly crawl to the hallway, put on my clothes, hide the other 6 panties in the car and drive home.
When I sit down I feel the buttplug penetrating me. If is hard to concentrate. Then when I go to the toilet some strange happens. I feel as if I have to pee, but it comes out very slow. I see cum dripping from the head of the cock. I am having an orgasm, but not a normal since it is not accompanied with the intense explosion. When I did some research I found out it was due to the prostate stimulation by the strapon and the plug. I still felt extremely horny and very frustrated because I cannot touch myself. Of course I can still stroke the balls, but due to the cb6000 I cannot get erect. I keep wearing the plug for as long as I can, but after while it starts to hurt and then I have to remove it. I clean it regularly with some alcohol and keep it creamed. I have to admit that it gets easier to put it in my pussy.
The next morning I shower and clean the cock and cb6000 with the showerhead and some soap. I quickly put on my pink panties and look at myself in the mirror. I smile and feel like a cheap whore and I like it. I even try to stand like a woman and wiggle my ass a little. I put in the plug and somehow I feel hot! I quickly dress myself and I look forward to the day. Tonight the Mistress is coming for dinner! I attend to my work and try to concentrate. I do my hourly worship routines and take a quick glimpse at the shrine I had to make for the Mistress. I see the stone and the feather I found. I notice that when I am outside I am constantly looking for something that is worthy for the shrine. The Mistress has me thinking of Her 24/7 that is fact.
I want to keep the plug in all night and I have noticed that the pink panties help keep it in.
I hear that Chantal went to do the shopping for tonight. She wanted to make a nice pasta. I am little bit nervous because I have the tablet in my pants that I have to put in her drink tonight. When I stop at 18:00 I go downstairs into the kitchen. Chantal has outdone herself. She is wearing a tight jeans that makes her ass come out great. I notice that looking at her makes me even more horny than I already was. Chantal did not have that effect on my for quite some time. All preparations for the pasta are done and she even made a tiramisu. I see a few nice bottles of red and white wine. âI spilled some chocolate on my jeans so I am going to put on something elseâ and I indeed see some stains on her jeans. âYou poor in a nice wine, I will be back shortlyâ she says and she goes upstairs. This is my chance I think and I open the bottle of red wine and fill two glasses and drop the tablet of whatever it is in the drink of Chantal. After a while Chantal came downstairs and she was wearing he plane black dress that she wore at the wedding of her sister and her black pumps. Her hair was great and she put up some subtle makeup. It looked asif she a had natural blush. âWow, you look greatâ, I say and it is the truth. I try to pull her to me, but she resists and says âOk, let us drink some wine. I want us to have a nice evening and we have to tell Marit the truth about the way she dresses.â I give her the glass of drugged wine and say âI think she looks great. She looks way more mature than her age.â âI know, but she does not have to sell it like thatâ, Chantal says. âI am certain most man would feel temptedâ and she looks at me as if to ask me to deny it âYou are rightâ, I say, âShe does look hot in her tight short dressâ âSee, you just made my point. This can be dangerous for her.â I am thinking that she can handle any situation, but just smile. âYou look hot too in your dress. You never wear this for me. And now Marit comes and you put it on.â Chantal blushes and quickly leaves the kitchen and I see her ass move in the black dress. Chantal made the table and I see her getting even more blushes on her cheeks.
When the clock says 19:10 she says âI hope for her sake she did not forget about our appointmentâ and just then the doorbell rings. We both walk to the door and open it. The Mistress steps in and ignores me. She is wearing a long trench coat, a big black bag and with one look of Her I understand I have to take it. When I put it in the wardrobe I see that she wears black tight leather pants, black top and black pumps. Her hair is in a pony tail and she has red lips and red nails. She is checking Chantal from top to toe. Chantal blushes even more. Then the Mistress walks to Chantal and pulls her against her body with one hand and grabs her ass with the other and gives a wet kiss on the mouth of Chantal. âThank You for inviting me. I very much like your dress Chantal. It makes you more woman.â, the Mistress says and she walks into the living room, leaving me and Chantal standing there in shock. There is some red lipstick on the lips of Chantal and I see her touching it with her tongue. Then she looks at me and in her look I see that she wonders why I did not say anything. Not about me automatically taking her coat and not about the aggressive attitude of Marit.
The Mistress is already sitting on the coach and I do not really know what to do so I ask what she wants to drink. I tell her we have coke or different kinds of juices. She takes one look at the glass in the hands of Chantal and says: âI would like a glass of red wine alsoâ also looking Chantal in the eyes as if to challenge her to say something. When a few seconds pass I go to kitchen, from me the Mistress was not expecting any remarks. When I come back Chantal is sitting in the chair across Marit. I cautiously serve the Mistress her wine and then she says âI think there are two types of men. One is the type that is there to fuck you and the other is there to serve you. What do you think Chantal?â Chantal looks shocked and says âMarit, how can you say that?â âWell, it is the truth Chantal. What type of man you think Mark is?â and she looks at me. Automatically Chantal looks at me also as if pleading me to help her. âWell, maybe Mark can answer for himselfâ, Chantal says. âWell, uhm,â, I start to stammer and I feel the eyes of the Mistress burning on me, âmaybe I am the man that likes to serve. Look at how well I brought the glass of wine to Maritâ, trying the make a joke of it. But one look at the Mistress shows me she means business and I quickly lower my head. Chantal notices this with an open mouth. âI think we will test how well you serve us tonight, Markâ, Marit says, âYou are dismissed to the kitchen and make us a nice dinner. Do you agree Chantal?â and Marit looks at my wife. âWell, uh, when Marks feels like it, I do not have a problem with it. Someone has to make the dinnerâ. âThen that is clear. Fill our glasses first Mark and then we would like to eat in 1 hour. And please remove one plate, because servants do not eat with their masters.â And without a further word she turns to Chantal.
I feel beaten and humiliated and walk to the kitchen. So quickly it happens, I think. I collect the bottle of wine and fill the glasses. âCheers Chantalâ, I say. âStop, You are not to address us like that. We are Maâam for you and you will only speak to us when we ask you a question. Is that understood?â, Marit says. âYes Maâamâ, I say to the 14 year old girl from next door that is ruling the room with Her presence. I leave to the kitchen and start making the pasta that my wife prepared. I go to the dinning room and and remove one plate. All the time I hear the ladies chatter and laugh in the living room. I notice that Chantal has never been so loose and accepting. Maybe it is because of the drug? Suddenly I hear the Mistress say: âCome on girl, show me your dress. Stand up and show me!â I quickly peek around the corner and see that Chantal complies. She shows her dress, turns around, bends forward and sticks her ass out. âHow does that feel, Chantal?â âIt feels great Marit! âDo you now understand why I always wear sexy clothing?â, Marit continues âYes, of course Marit, I do understand. It makes us feel greatâ âYes, no harm in showing what you got. And maybe you find a worthy guy to fuck.â, Marit says âMmm, yes, I totally agree!â, my wife adds. I see Marit patting on the coach and Chantal quickly sits next to her. âYou are really beautifulâ, Marit says to my wife and in the mean she strokes the cheek of Chantal and then she presses a thumb against her lips. My wife opens her mouth and starts sucking it. First softly and then faster. Then Marit pulls her thumb away and pulls my wife to her and starts kissing her. First Chantal resists a little and then relaxes and starts to kiss back. âI knew it when I first saw you looking at meâ, Marit says âYou like me, right?â âYes Marit, I like you very much.â âYou are bisexual, correct?â and when my wife confirms I am in total shock. I am living with her all these years and I never knew that. Then I see that the Mistress noticed me and I quickly go back in the kitchen. I hear the ladies talk softly.
I finish the meal and put all on the table. The ladies notice and it and come to the table. My wife thinks I do not know what just happened and feels a little bit shy and sits down. When the Mistress remains standing I realize what is expected and I hold the chair for her and she sits down. âYou can stand there after you collected and filled the glassesâ and she points to the corner âin case we need somethingâ. I quickly comply. âMmm, this is deliciousâ, Marit says and my wife agrees. From the corner where I stand I can see that Marit is stroking the thighs of my wife with her left hand. She looks hot and takes another sip of her wine. My wife is not eating much. During the meal they talk about the people in the neighborhood and after I served them the tiramisu they are extremely happy. âI do like chocolateâ, Marit says, something I automatically store in the back of my head. When they are done I know what to do and help them with their chairs. They go to the living room and I clean up.
When I report back in with the bottle of wine the Mistress says: âI think it is proven that Mark is the serving type, donât you agree Chantalâ. And my wife who is sitting close to her says âYes, I agree! I never knew Mark had these qualities. I should have known sooner than he could have done more in the household.â âWell, I am certain he will help out more, donât you Markâ, the Mistress says and she looks at me intensely. âYes Mistressâ, I automatically reply. âMistress? Did he really say Mistress?â, my wife asks. âYes Chantal. Mark called me Mistress. It is just his nature. You should not hold it against him. As I said, he is the serving type and in order for us to feel complete we also need the fucking type, a bull, when we want it.â âYes!â, my wife now says enthusiastically. âAnd when there is no bull we have to help each other.â Marit continues and she starts kissing my wife who no longer holds back and starts kissing back. I slowly move to my corner and watch them make out. Marit takes the hand of my wife and leads her to the bedroom. When she passes me she whispers in my ear: âCollect my bag and place it in the bedroom. Kneel in the corner and do not disturb, slave!â I collect the bag and just when I softly enter in the bedroom I see the Mistress pulling the dress of my wife. I place the bag on the ground and kneel in a corner. The Mistress stands behind my wife and I see my wife put on her nicest black bra and panty, as if she knew this was going to happen. The Mistress removes the bra and I see the nipples of my wife are hard. The Mistress starts stroking the breasts and pulling the nipples and twisting them. My wife moans softly with her eyes closed. Another hand of the Mistress lowers the panties and Chantal steps out of them. She is now totally naked, besides her black pumps and she leans a little against the Mistress, who is now kissing her neck and keeps working on one breast and the other is massaging the clit of my wife. I now notice she is completely shaven. When did she do that? âMmm, I like my pussies bald and wetâ, the Mistress says and she pushes Chantal on the bed. My wife opens her legs and the Mistress starts licking her pussy. Within a few seconds my wife has her first orgasm with a loud moan. The Mistress continues and soon after the body of my wife starts shaking and she almost comes screaming. The Mistress goes up with glittering eyes and starts kissing my wife. The cock is hurting extremely, because this is turning me on big time. The Mistress feels in her bag and I am in shock when I see her get out a strapon. It is a big black cock and the Mistress stands up and puts it over her tight leather pants. She looks like a Goddess now. My wife is now totally filled with lust and licks her lips. The Mistress moves towards her and presses the big black cock against the mouth of my wife. She automatically opens it and starts sucking. âI feel black cocks are the best!â, Marit says and my wife nods in agreement. âBlack bulls are also the bestâ, Marit continues and my wife sucks even harder. The Mistress holds her head and fucks her in the mouth. Then after a while she says âOpen your pussy for me Chantalâ and my wife kneels, lifts her ass and offers her pussy. The Mistress takes the big black cock and pushes it against the pussy of my wife. Then she looks at me and I know what she thinks and she is right. I am jealous on my wife. I want to be the one that gets fucked. I am the slut of my Mistress and now my wife gets her full attention. It is not fair. Then the cock slowly fills the pussy of my wife and the Mistress starts fucking her. It is a mind-blowing picture. My totally nude wife being fucked by the fully dressed 14-year old girl from next door with a big black cock. I almost start drooling and softly moan of joy and pain. I am fully aware of the plug in my pussy and want more. Then with big spasms my wife comes so loud as she has not done in many many years. But the Mistress not done and she keeps fucking my wife and she starts yelling âOh yes, Marit, fuck me, fuck me hard. I need you to fuck meâ and then with loud moaning in the rhythm of the movements of Mistress my wife comes again shivering and she starts to cry and falls tired on the bed, still shaking. The Mistress clicks her fingers and points at the big black cock covered in juices of my wife. I crawl towards her and when she lies on the bed and takes my wife in her arms I start sucking the cock, licking all the juices and loving it. The Mistress wipes away the tears of my wife and strokes her hair and ass. Then I see my wife looking at me, but I do not stop sucking the cock. She does not say a word either, she just looks. Then she looks at the Mistress and starts kissing her, accepting the new order of things. âDo you want me to stay, Chantal?â Marit asks and my wife says âYes Marit, I want you to stay.â Marit stands up and points me to the corner again. My wife sees me crawling to the corner. She removes the strapon and all her clothes. I hear my wife holding her breath when she sees the beautiful body of the Mistress. They lie on the bed and start making love again. This time it is my wife sucking the pussy of my Mistress and again I feel extremely jealous.
Time passes by and after a while they stop their lovemaking. The Mistress takes her bag, gets out the cigarettes and lights one. âYou want one, honeyâ, Marit asks Chantal. My wife never smoked, but this time she does. They lie against each other , Chantal coughs a little and they both giggle. âI do not have an ashtray hereâ, my wife says. The Mistress clicks her fingers and I know what is expected of me. I crawl to the bed and stick out my hand. All the time looking at the ground. They both put their ashes in my hand and I am thinking that in the beginning I served my Mistress afraid she would betray me to my wife, but now I serve because I need to. She was right, I am the serving type. âHow does Mark know all this?â, Chantal asks the Mistress. âI will be honest with you Chantal, because you deserve that. I have had my eyes on you for a long time. I think you are beautiful and do not understand what you were doing with this sissy. Recently I, uhm, confronted Mark with my ideas and I convinced him he is submissive and strengthened his need to serve. Very quickly he begged me to become his slave. Is that not so slave?â âYes Mistressâ, I whisper. With big eyes my wife follows the conversation. âSo, I trained him a little and he is getting more and more the slave and slut he wants to be right Markâ âYes Mistress, I am becoming a real slutâ âGood boy. Now open your mouth and swallow.â I quickly open my mouth and I feel her put out the cigarette in my hand and drop it in my mouth. âYou can do the same Chantal, come on, go ahead, he does not mind, does he?â âNo Mistress, I mumble and I feel my wife do the same. I quickly swallow the cigarettes and lick my hand clean without being instructed to do so. âSo now stand up, undress yourself and show what a sissy you have become!â When I stand naked for them my wifes starts giggling when she sees my pink panties, but she stares in awe when she sees the chastity device. âWhat is that?â, she asks. âThat is to protect my cock from being touched by the slave. He is only allowed to get erect and cum when I want it, if at all. Do you like it!â âWow, yes, can I touch it?â and my wife jumped out of bed and started stroking the device, all the time laughing. I have never felt more humiliated in my life. She jumped back to the bed and kissed the Mistress again. I just stood there and stared at them. What happened with my life. âAnd you know the best part? He is training his pussy, because he wants to become a better slut, right slave?â âYes Mistressâ, I answered, âI want to train my pussyâ, reminding me of the plug. âRemove the plug and tell us what you wantâ, the Mistress said whilst she was massaging the clit of my wife. I removed the plug with a sigh and felt empty and said âI want my pussy filled Mistress with a cock, I so much need itâ and when forced to speak oneâs mind, it tells the truth, because God, I need to be filled to get some kind of sexual pleasure. âYou see, it is no longer a man, but a sissy or better a slut-in-the-making. Do you want to fill it Chantal?â, the Mistress asked my wife bringing her close to an orgasm. âHow should I do that?â âWell, put this onâ and the Mistress gave her the strapon she used earlier. Om my God, no, that is too big, I thought. The Mistress assisted my wife in putting on the strapon. âFirst some lubricationâ, the Mistress said with a smile and guided the cock to my mouth and just as before with my wife I automatically opened my mouth and started sucking and again, trying to make it as wet as possible. âKneel on the bed and open your pussyâ, the Mistress said. The I felt my wife put the cock against my pussy. âAsk for itâ, the Mistress hissed. âPlease Mistress, please fill my pussyâ and if it is because of the plug or the horny situation or whatever, but the cock smoothly entered my pussy and my wife started fucking me. âOh my god, this is horny! This is great!â and the Mistress was in the mean time fingering my wife until she finally came. She gave one last thrust and then pulled the cock out and I felt even more empty. But she turned me around and forced me to such the cock again. Now it did not feel so nice, but I was afraid to resist. âDo you think he still is a man?â Marit asked my wife. âNo, I have to agree with you Marit. This is the serving type and I can no longer look at him as my husband. I think for the real love and sex I have to look at you Maritâ and with that said, she removed the strapon, threw it to me so I could continue sucking it and they both fell to the bed again, strangled in eachother. âWe want our breakfast at 09:00, slave. Go to your quartersâ, The Mistress said and I slowly crawled out of the room. For a long time I could hear them until they finally fell asleep. I went downstairs, cleaned up and slept in the spare bedroom, without forgetting to put the alarm at 08:00. Little did I know my new life has just started.
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