Discipline

Breaking Dawn White

Hello, just so you know this is my first ever story and I have spent a while getting it to this stage. The story isn’t finished, probably only half way, however as its now quite long I wanted to have some feedback as to what people like and if I should finish this off, before backfilling the character stories.
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And so.. Dawn sat thinking ‘that was that’. 8 years of marriage come to nothing apart from her 7 year old gorgeous daughter upstairs playing in her room. The final divorce papers laid out on her coffee table. Dawn stood and looked in the room mirror regarding herself. At 32 she now showed a little age with a few lines here and there. Nothing a little hard work at the gym or a little tweak by a surgeon couldn’t fix quickly. Standing at 5ft 3 with a lustrous sheen of ginger golden hair which came just down past her shoulders and rested on the tops of her still budding and huge 36GG breasts. A massive wide smile of straight white teeth with ruby red lips and eyes of blue. High full cheek bones framed her mouth and nose. A rounded face and a cheeky look , she thought she had always been attractive however she had never been as popular or as attractive to the boys as her twin sister Emma. She was a size 14 with a short torso, full round ass and long slender legs ending in size 6 feet. She had always wanted to be a size 10-12 however she loved her curves and the cream and chocolate cakes were too hard to resist. She unlike her now ex husband Peter never regarded herself as fat just curvy as a woman should be. She knew that Peter never had the best of her as she had hidden depths and needs which he never grasped.
Her most attractive feature she thought was her mouth and smile which had beautiful straight teeth and large dimples at each side. As she was a natural redhead her upper body and breasts were covered in tiny freckles that would appear with the slightest hint of sunshine in the day. She was also never afraid to put on some make up. To highlight the red lips and high cheeks. She always knew she had a little bit of slut in her and sometimes showed it with a little too much rouge and lipstick with blue and green eye shadow.
When her now ex husband Peter had filed for divorce he stated she was a ‘cheating frigid overweight bitch’ on the papers. Not much could be further from the truth. However she had always given him everything and she knew he loved her tits it was what had drawn him to her wen she was just 22 and he was 41. At a 36GG she knew they were big, however they weren’t saggy and had never drooped. They were full and large and stood upright web she laid down. She could and would go braless and she would have a magnificent full bouncy cleavage, covered in tiny brown and golden freckles, one which she loved spraying in her favourite Vera Wang Princess perfume. It always made her cunt twitch and moist when she was showing off her tits when out with a few girlfriends. Her breasts had kept growing way past when her sisters had stopped and they accentuated her curves. At just 13 she was a full 32C making her the envy of the girls and lusted after by the boys and men at school. (A story for another time). They themselves were draped in tiny freckles all the way down the bikini strap lines, underneath and round to her huge aereola. Her aereola were a full 8cm wide and were bright pink, she was unsure why they were so bright but they were a ruby pink rouge and she had never seen any others like them apart from her twins. She always had trouble wearing low cut dresses as her aereola could clearly be seen in half cup bras. Not to mention her huge erect sensitive nipples. These were 1.5cm wide and stood 3cm long when she was mildly aroused growing bigger when they were flicked and tugged and pulled. Another thing that made her pussy wet and dripping into her sopping thong when it happened.
Being looked at by any man made her butterfly lips twitch and sometimes had her rushing into the nearest public toilets to plunge her fingers into her cunt and making herself cum with a few moans and grunts which she knew that any else in there could hear. Sometimes even with Molly with her she needed that release. (Again a story for another time).
Her ex Peter was a Major in the army and had often spent months and months on end away from home on tour. She knew that he had had more than one affair in their time together. Last year Peter arrived home and rubbed Dawns face in it as he had brought his latest girl Zoe home to stay with Her and their daughter Molly. Peter arriving home and stating ‘I own the house I tell you who lives in it’ and so Zoe had accompanied him home from tour to stay with them. Zoe was only 20 blonde, tall and thin everything Dawn wasn’t. Dawn soon found herself doing everything for the both of them whilst they were home from tour. Even watching Peter and Zoe taking Molly out for days away. Leaving Dawn at home to feel unwanted depressed and unloved. She needed to find a release for herself and to feel wanted. She craved that feeling. This arrangement lasted for 4 months before Peter was deployed away again. But not before Zoe was pregnant and showing with Peters baby. It was hardly surprising as she could hear the two of them fucking all night every night in Dawns marital bedroom as they had moved her into Molly’s room. The sounds of love making always made her heart skip and thrumm fast even if it were her own husband cheating on her in the next room. More than once she had woken to find that her vibrator was covered in her pussy cream and she had left it on the bedside where Molly could easily have found it and played with it. As she was now sleeping in Molly’s bed being able to spread her pussy and make herself cum was dangerous as there was always the chance Molly could wake and see her legs spread and her fingers clitting her pussy and driving down hard onto her vibrator. She had once been caught masturbating by Peter and Zoe with one hand with a glass to the wall. She was embarrassed and bloomed red to cheeks but the sounds of sex had made her butterfly lips engorged and her clit grow. It had been hard to stop herself even though she knew it was wrong. She had even allowed Peter to fuck her red butterfly cunt on the day before he went away again knowing that he was just using her but she just as much using him. The slaps she had taken and what she displayed on her body and face showed some sign of what an inner slut she was. (Its another story the life of Dawn and Zoe and Peter). When Peter had gone back on tour it allowed Dawn to try to get her life back to some sense of normality. With Zoe going with him. Leaving Her and Molly to try and carry on as normal. However she was alone and in desperate need of feeling wanted and loved, whoever it may be.
The hate from Peter could only last so long and after 7 years of marriage he filed for divorce leaving Dawn and Molly in the house. Now the divorce papers had been finalised and Peter was out of her life in terms of a partner and friend. She had come out of the divorce fairly well managing to keep the house but little money. She also didn’t have a job as she had always relied on Peter to look after the house and bills.
Now she sat thinking how do I start again from here. Alone with Molly but with the house and car she knew she was doing ok if not great. However she was lonely and alone. She always knew that she had a small amount of slutty ness and whoreishness inside of her which she had never shown to anyone except a boyfriend when she was just 13. (A story for another time).
Whilst her now ex husband was away she would often find time to sit on the laptop and drop into a chat room or two displaying a frankly revealing picture of herself with her golden freckled breasts exposed a little to try and gain some acceptance and to fulfill the need of being wanted from some guy. No matter who he was. Now she sat in her room and again pulled the laptop out and logged into her favourite chat room. The one which she was well known on for speaking with a little slutty mouth and more often than once go on cam for some man or lad to wank to. She was merely fulfilling her need.
Now She logged on and an immediately one of her male friends ‘MidlandsDom’ was there saying ‘hi’. Almost immediately she replied ‘hey there’ along with a bright red flush of colour to her face and lips and a rush of blood to her beautiful butterfly pussy. She had always known that her pussy was pretty. With slender lips that were tight and slim, a pair of slim tight inner lips erupting from her depths to form a perfect butterfly when they were pushed apart. At the top she has her gorgeous yet large clitoris which was just under an inch when aroused. Shiny and lustrous she knew exactly how to touch it to make her moan and grunt to orgasm. Now that her favourite guy MidlandsDom had said hi her arousal was instant with a flushing of her skin and wetness between her butterfly lips. ‘So how are you’ he replied. ‘To be honest pretty lonely and upset she replied and explained that her divorce was final and now she was truly on her own. He replied ‘aw hunni you need someone to come and comfort you and to also come and fuck you senseless and own you just like me’ I will make you feel wanted promise’. He had spoken to her like this before, though all her false promises had led to nothing. Now all she could think was ‘I would do anything right now to feel wanted and needed’. She replied ‘I wish it would happen today of all days’. All she could think of was that she was so alone now and she needed to feel wanted. The reply was ‘well why don’t you let me into you just once even if its just to say hello and for a drink to talk things over’. She knew she shouldn’t but said ‘only if you promise not to hurt me like all the times we have spoken’. A reply of ‘of course I won’t hurt you without your consent and asking’ came through. She didn’t want to stop talking to this man even though at this point she usually logged off before plunging her fingers deep into her Butterfly vagina and bringing herself to a grunting moaning orgasm ending with her splashing the bathroom tiles or bed covers with her squirting orgasm, thinking of all the things that they had talked about. Which included some deep Domination/Submissive games. This time however she said ‘I want it to be true and I want it to be you’.
‘Now that’s the response I have always wanted’ he replied. It was a Friday early evening and there was all evening and night to arrange a meeting and he most desperately wanted this little ginger Princess he had lusted after for months now. All he then said was ‘Address and time’. Panic flooded through her body knowing that Molly was upstairs and she would never get a sitter at this late time in the day’. She did however so badly need the feeling of want and need that she craved. She slowly replied with her address and 8pm knowing that gave him enough time to travel to her. ‘Knock on the door and I will open it i promise’ she said with her heart almost bursting through her chest, ‘Wear what I always tell you to wear please’ was all he put. Then logged off. Not giving her the chance to back out of anything. Dawn sat there knowing she had just allowed some stranger to know her address and he would be setting off soon to make the 8pm time. She stood and knew that she had taken her first step into being the little slut that she knew she always had been.
However she knew that right now she had about 2 and half hours to get herself ready for the arrival of MidlandsDom. Christ she never even knew his fucking name. Yet when she took her jeans off she found her black thong was literally soaking and dripping as she had involuntary orgasmed when she had given her address to him. Jesus I can’t believe I have done this she thought as her hand again involuntarily touched her budding clitoris. She was already engorged and shiny and her butterfly lips were red and dripping. She could smell her cunt too. It was always the way when she was completely aroused and in need of being taken. Tonight she could smell her pussy was in a rapture and the stink of her cunt made her orgasm hard on her hairbrush as it was the closest thing to hand in her bedroom. She lay there thinking for a few minutes afterward about what would happen tonight. Thinking it could be a massive mistake. After all he had brought Molly into his fantasies more and more over the months as they talked.
Getting herself together she swiftly changed the purple sheets on the bed to her black silk and satin sheets she kept for best. Before stripping off her thong and laying out the clothes which she knew he wanted her to wear. She just knew what look he wanted and had over the months bought each little item hoping that one night it would be her chance to dress for him. Firstly she took out her new ivory and silk balconette bra in a 36G. Slightly too small for her huge breasts but would push them further up towards her neck. Secondly a tiny g string, again too small but only one size too small. She had worn it once when she bought it and knew it gripped her cunt tight in its embrace before cutting deep between her pink and brown starfish. It made her feel like a slut and she had quickly put it away again.
Then she took out the black fully fashioned seemed stockings and the ivory and silk suspended belt which had cost a fortune. It had 8 thin delicate straps which had little golden clasps. Then she brought out the dress which he had shown her online. It was a size 14 but it was tight on her frame as her breasts stretched the material. It was a single piece dress with straps which hugged her tits and ass like no other. The thin straps would hide her bra. The neck line plunged deep into her cleavage and she knew her aereola would be exposed when she was dressed. Then there were the shoes, thin platform silver and white stilettos with a sharp 5 inch metal heel with golden soles. He had explained or showed her each item and she now hoped he approved of them. A white gold heart necklace which she slipped her wedding ring and engagement ring on to. A pair of white gold earrings would dangle from her perfect ears along with a white gold bracelet. She looked at the bed with her clothes spread out and she knew he would like her dressed like this.
Before she plunged into a steaming hot bath she checked on Molly hoping she would be tired and maybe go to sleep early. She usually went to bed about 10pm. However she was wide awake playing in her room. She made sure she was ok and said ‘Molly i have a friend coming around tonight, he might want to say hi to you if thats ok’. Molly gave a beaming smile before going back to play. Dawn then poured herself a small glass of red wine knowing that it would give her confidence, a little too much would make her tipsy and a few glasses she would be drunk. So half a glass whilst she took a deep sensual bath with lavender bubbles stroking her skin. All she had to do now was relax and cleanse and then to trim her pubic mound into what he had described and asked for. As Dawn had not felt a man for months she had allowed her pubic hair to grow out. Now she had a full natural bush of ginger golden straight hair covering her pussy and all of her bikini line. She gently took her scissors and razor and trimmed it into a ginger Brazilian strip 6cm high with half inch long hairs with her lips and clit fully exposed and clean of hair. She had only ever been clean shaven once before on her wedding night, doing it as a present to Peter but he had immediately said he didn’t like it so she wasn’t to feel his cock on that most important of nights. Now without the need to shave she had let it grow. Allowing her to meet his requirements. She stepped out of the bath at 7pm and dried her steaming red body and admired her best features and her breasts. Thinking ‘I hope he turns up’. Her fingers touched her pussy lips and came away slick with her cream which she then touched to her lips and licked clean.
She then dried and straightened her long ginger golden hair until it shone with lustre and sheen before tying it back to allow her to apply what would be a lot of make up. He had always stated he loved her pale skin which she now made further white and pale with a base layer of white blusher making her face paler than her body. She then applied a pink and red rouge to highlight her cheekbones. Then it was her eyes. Bright blue and clear they always shone when she was in the sun. Now she applied dark heavy and long black mascara to her curved lashes making them stand out clear and big. Then she took time to apply layer after layer of dark black eye make up, covering her upper lids with black and grey and finally silver glitter, lining them and stretching them out winging her eyes to elongate them. Under her eyes she applied a thick line of white and then black and glitter eye liner to further make them appear larger. Her eye make up completed she moved on to her lips. A bright scarlet base layer was applied with a single darker ruby line on the outside giving her mouth the desired effect of being wide and beautiful. She pouted and looked at herself now. Thinking she looked exactly how he had asked. She had her hair tied back when it would be down when he arrived. Right now she looked like a very expensive hooker with perfect make up, she smiled at her herself showing her straight perfectly white teeth and knew that she would make him proud of her tonight. She then touched her huge areola and nipples with a light pink glitter dust and sprayed her Princess perfume between her engorged breasts. She quickly made her way into her bedroom and dressed in the clothes he had described and which she had laid out in front of her.
The lingerie felt gorgeously soft on her skin which she had dusted in perfumed golden glitter. The bra fitted tight lifting her ruby pink nipples and breasts up to underneath her chin. The thong was tight between her already wet stinking cunt. The stockings pulled up and straightened on her slender calves and thighs before they were attached to the ivory and gold clasped suspender belt. She then took the dress and stepped into it. It was a clingy satin material in a mainly silver but multicoloured swirl of colour. It was tight and the material clung to her in all the right places, thighs, ass and tits. The plunging neckline exposed as she knew it would a good portion of her areola on both sides. The dress clung to her stocking clad thighs just below her stocking tops.
She then placed the heart necklace which held her engagement and wedding rings around her neck. Put her dangling earrings in and placed the gold bracelet on. Finally she placed each of her feet in the perfectly slim stiletto shoes. Standing in her mirror she looked like she done everything that was required of her and she smiled knowing that she had tried her best to please. It was this feeling that she craved above all others. She quickly dressed her hair down straightening it and brushing it into a sheen of ginger gold down her back and off of her shoulders. A quick brush of her perfectly straight fringe put the final touch to her face. A liberal spray of perfume over her entire dress and body and she knew she was done. A few sips from her wine glass she steadied herself knowing she had little time and then walked into Molly’s room which was adjoining hers.
‘Time to get rest for bed Angel’ she said to Molly who was showing the first signs of tiredness. Molly turned and looked at Dawn and smiled and said ‘you look lovely mummy’ I hope your friend likes you. I’ve never seen you look so beautiful’. This made Dawn feel so happy she smiled and also felt a rush of blood to her heart and her butterfly pussy nestled in its too tight thong. After a few minutes making sure Molly was ready for bed with a kiss and a huge cuddle she left her in her room to go downstairs and wait for MidlandsDom to arrive. It was nearly 10 to 8 and her heart was in a rage beating faster and faster as she knew that he would be here soon and that above all she was craving his acceptance. She sat on the arm of the sofa but was unable to sit comfortably in her dress and heels, knowing her ivory and silk knickers would easily be showing to anyone else if there was anyone there. She could still smell her butterfly lipped cunt from beneath the perfume as her stink emanated from between her stocking clad legs. She then stood and walked into the kitchen catching her heels more than once on the floor. She stood waiting at the kitchen counter glass in hand when she heard the doorbell chime. An immediate explosion like a hammer in her chest went off as she knew this was the moment that she had dreamed and fantasised of for months whilst chatting to this man on her laptop. She placed the glass on the counter and tiptoed across the kitchen and in to the hallway. Took more than one deep breath and opened the door.
There he was in front of her. ‘Fuck me’ she thought as her knees almost gave way as she looked at him. He really was a tall good looking Man just as she had hoped but the pictures could always have been fake. Someone she could only have dreamed of. The fact that he was a kinky fucker made him all the more attractive. He stood 6ft 2 tall with an athletic figure. Short dark hair and dark features made him oh so attractive to her. And most importantly he must have only been late 20s instead of some old married guy looking for a quick fix. She stood there mouth open and said quickly ‘Hello please come in’. He replied ‘Wow Dawn your all I ever dreamed you would be’ as he looked at her silhouetted against the hallway, her curves clearly prominent in the tightest dress he had ever seen. He stepped into the hallway past her in all her glory catching her princess perfume in his nostrils, immediately arousing him. Dawn closed and locked the door behind him and stood there tottering in her silver stiletto heels. She could hear her heart pounding in her chest, her cheeks were burning she knew, her breath was short and she was breathing so hard her massive cleavage was bouncing up and down with each breath. He looked her up and down and then placed a small travel case down in the hallway. He then took 2 steps closer to Her and he towered over her. Dawn immediately knew she would do anything to please and feel accepted by him.
‘My name is Jack, Dawn’. He had taken those steps towards her and now she had her back to the hallway wall. she felt a presence and dominance emanating from him. She looked up into a kind yet dark face and replied ‘Hello Jack, sorry I am nervous as hell, but I will try my best to be what you want me to be’. ‘Thats all i expect for now’. At this he placed his hand behind her neck and drew her into his embrace and kissed her passionately. Her tongue darted inside his mouth and devoured his taste as he held her tight. ‘Dawn I expect you to want all I want and to accept what we are to become’ he said. Dawn nodded gently and then said ‘Yes, I want you and i want this so much’. At this he placed his left hand on her back and pulled her towards him. With his right hand he immediately plunged his fingers to her hemline lifting one side of her ever tightening dress over her peachy hip and ass, revealing her white and golden tiny thong. With no regard for subtleness he pulled the sopping wet thong to one side and thrust 2 thick hard fingers deep into her dripping cunt. This took the wind right out of Dawn and she felt her knees buckle and she had to brace herself against him and the wall. She stood there helpless yet needing and wanting this moment so much. Tottering on her heels she stood there and grabbed him around the shoulders to steady herself. He had 2 fingers deep in her aching stinking pungent cunt which he slowly began to finger fuck. ‘Listen Carefully’ he started. ‘This is what you have wanted and dreamed of, you look amazing and beautiful and believe me you are wanted right here and now by me’. He could tell she was trembling and her knees buckled each time he thrust inside her. She felt like velvet inside and god she was tight. He immediately thought that she would need some severe stretching in time. ‘We are going to be amazing for each other, you will do as I ask and I will reward you with love and patience and joy’. ‘It will be hard at times to understand what is best for you but just believe that I want you, which I know you crave the most’. His fingers were slick with her pussy cream which was thick and hot making his penetration easy and swift. As he fingered that tight pink fuck hole he reached and touched her g spot inside, a feeling she had rarely ever felt. She knew then that he was in control of her and that she did not want him to stop or to leave. ‘Just promise to love me and I am yours forever’ Dawn panting into his neck as he thrust again into her slick fuck hole. ‘I will slut’ he said. At this she grunted and ground down on to his thick fingers, she then climaxed all over his fingers and hand before flooding her cum down her shiny stocking clad thighs. She then collapsed into him as he held her tight to his beating chest. She held him for a couple of minutes as her orgasm subsided and she could stand on her glitter heels.
‘Do you like how I look?’ Dawn asked as he brought his fingers to his mouth, devouring her cunt cream and her pungent scent in his mouth. ‘You look beautiful and exactly how we talked about, your tits and aereola are magnificent as I can see how pink and engorged they are’. ‘Thank you for trusting me to come and see you’. ‘You know we have talked for so long and you are all that has kept me going whilst I have been on my own, I am so glad you are here’.
She then took his hand and led him into the white shiny floor tiled kitchen, her metal spiked heels catching and clipping on them as she walked to the counter. She pouted and asked if he would like a drink and then poured him and her a liberal glass of red wine. ‘I assume you would like to stay tonight’ to which he just nodded. He had removed his dark jacket to reveal a white full collared shirt and expensive blue jeans. He now stood and admired her. ‘Turn’ he said as she stood apart from him. Dawn proceeded to slowly turn in front of him wishing that he approved of her dress and heels and especially her make up. ‘Stick your tits out more’ he demanded and then ‘arch your back and put your ass in the air’. She did as he instructed her. As she turned and showed him her full peachy ass he asked her to lean and touch her shoes. She did this exposing her stocking clad fully fashioned straight stockings to him clasped with 2 golden straps at each side that he could see. ‘Spread your legs wider’ he said, which she then immediately did shuffling her stiletto heels apart, allowing him to look at her sopping gusset which encased her pussy and ass, there was no thought of disobeying him. He then moved up behind her and gently stroked her labia through the material. ‘You are sopping Dawn and your cunt stinks like a whore, do you know that?’ As he continued to stroke her lips. ‘I am sorry Jack I have always had a strong smell, a few of my ex’s have called me all sorts because of it”. At this He suddenly spanked her panty clad ass cheek harder than she had ever felt, it almost knocked her from her feet but his left hand caught her as she tottered over. A sharp ‘FUCK’ escaped her glossed painted lips as he struck her and her eyes welled and glazed as the pain registered in her body. ‘Never ever apologise Dawn, unless you disappoint me or anger me, I am here to protect you and make you feel secure and happy like you have never been, understand?’ ‘Yes, sorry’ she said it before she even realised she had, just as a further thunderous smack hit her bright pink ass cheek which already burned. She blinked and again winced ‘FUCK’ as her first tear betrayed her and rolled down her perfect made up cheek.
‘Now stand, turn and face me’ he said as she turned and wiped the tear from her cheek. ‘Dawn you need to learn to trust me ok’. He then stood and seductively removed his white crisp shirt and placed it on the kitchen chair. This was followed by the black shoes and jeans he had been wearing. Dawn looked at him and saw a beautifully well looked after toned tanned body in front of her which had several tattoos and marks around it. She quickly noted three distinct names with lines through them were scribed on his left upper breast. He was now stood in a pair of perfect white hugging cotton boxer shorts. Within those she could see the outline of his engorged penis which was stuffed inside them. A small wet patch betrayed his arousal at her.
‘Now it’s your turn to please me. I know that you crave my approval and want it, don’t you?’ ‘Yes’ was all he needed to hear. He then slowly slid his boxer shorts down to reveal a fully shaven tanned cock. It was truly beautiful she thought, fully cut he was easily 8 inches long, deeply lined with huge blue veins down its length and around its engorged width. The head was vivid purple, wider and huger than the shaft as it erupted from his boxer shorts. She stood open mouthed as the cock stood proud in front of her, daring herself to take him in her hand but awaiting his permission to do so. ‘Do not make me wait Slut’ he quietly said into her ear, whilst gently tapping her cheek. He then gently placed his hands on her shoulders and gently pressured her to her knees. At once his cock grew further gently exposing the enraged veins closer to her mouth. It was her mouth which had intrigued him over the months they had chatted. It was perfectly formed and wide with straight white teeth, he thought that Dawn was one of the few women who may be able to not only take him in her mouth but work his cock as well with her tongue, something he had known only a few solitary times. Now he watched as she exhaled then to his surprise spat on his cock lubricating it so that she would be able to stroke him back and forth in her mouth as she wanked him off with her hand. She felt wonderful at that moment sat on her knees in front of him with him fully erect and aroused in front of her. She alone had made him like that and that was what she loved. Knowing she could make someone excited happy and aroused was the ultimate horny feeling to her. She looked up at him with her painted black and silver eyes as for the first time she opened her red lipped glossed mouth and took him inside her. She initially thought it wouldn’t fit but she arched her mouths corners and slowly inched his cock inside her mouth gently licking the underneath. He was bigger than she had ever known, she knew that as she tried to reach forwards and his cock forced its way in. At all times she kept constant eye contact with his as he looked down on her. He could see his cock smoothly and swiftly enter her luscious lips and below that her swelling engorged breasts heaving under her dress. They looked huge, mounds of gorgeous freckled flesh, he could also clearly see her stud nipples forcing themselves prominently out into her dress. She slowly started to move him back and forth in her mouth, feeling the ridges on her mouths roof and with her tongue, god he was big and she could feel her pussy dripping through lust and need for it to be inside it. ‘Its too big for me though’ she thought. Dawn then quickened her pace as he took her golden hair in his right hand and pulled on it tight and hard forcing her gently backwards, her mouth drawn fully off of his cock, she looked up at him with her mouth wide and lips open, in a little fear as she was held off of having him in her mouth. Then with one forceful pull he brought her back down on to his cock, forcing her mouth wider, her tongue inching her way to the base of his dick. She had never felt anything so big in her life and she had certainly never felt anything touch the back of her throat like the purple monster now forcing its way past her tonsils. She looked up at him in exasperation and a little shake of her head as he kept forcing his cock deeper and deeper inside. Then with a quick relief, he withdrew from her mouth allowing her to breathe just once before he quickly plunged his massive cock deep down into her throat, this time easily passing her tonsils and driving his cock forcibly into her throat. She thought she would not be able to breathe now that he was driving down her throat yet her tongue was able to caress the underside of his penis as he passed through her gaping throat. She had never felt at the mercy of a man as much as this, no one had opened her up as he already had, even though it was barely 20 minutes after she had allowed him to enter her home and world. He held the back of her head as he kept his cock embedded deep in her throat for ten then twenty then thirty seconds, with a swift motion his left hand suddenly encircled her throat and began to squeeze gently and contract. She could feel his cock swelling in her mouth even more, as he looked down on her, he could see tears finding their way down the outside of her cheeks as she allowed each one to trickle from her eyes. Her make up once perfect was streaked a little down her cheeks allowing her to look even more vulnerable than she was already. Then with a small grunt Jack froze, his erect swollen cock becoming ever more engorged in Dawns throat. She tasted and scented a small amount of Jacks cum in her mouth as he pulled himself from her perfectly formed mouth and throat, passed her now smeared red glossed lips and placed his huge bell end on her chin. He hesitated and tensed before shooting 3 heavy streams of thick scented cum all over her painted face. The first smacked her straight in her left eye, making her blink rapidly causing it to be rolled it into her eyeball, the second streamed over her forehead and into her golden glossy ginger fringe, the third went straight onto her closing mouth, settling on her glossed pink lips. A shudder ran through her as each jet thrust it’s way onto her face. She grabbed his calves and opened her mouth to allow the cum to enter her. He tasted devine, like strawberry cream mixed with salt. It was like nothing she had ever tasted before and there was so much of it. Her mouth felt full even though that was the third jet of spunk he had released onto her. He gently reached down and smeared his cum out of her eye allowing her to see him stood towering over her. She began to smile and laugh as he stood there shuddering in a joyous release. His upper body was covered in beads of sweat that he now smeared over his chest and midriff. ‘FUCK DAWN’ he said that was amazing, no one has ever throated me before, I knew you could take me from the first picture I saw of you, your beautiful mouth was made for my cock to be in, are you ok’. She laughed, her sopping wet thong was embedded between her butterfly lips, her legs trembled and buckled as she stood. ‘I am wonderful Master’ she replied and came to him for an embrace. ‘Fuck I am so so lucky to have found you’ she whispered into his ear. She was stood with his thick strawberry cum in her fringe and his taste deep in her mouth but all she could feel was a sense of satisfaction, a need fulfilled and satiated. She beamed a smile at him as he took a step away from her and downed a full glass of the wine he had not touched until now. She also stepped to the kitchen side and took a drink of the wine, her head beginning to swim a little with lust sex cum and want. She knew that allowing Jack to come tonight of all nights would change her life from now on. She stood content as he stood, right there in front of her. All she said was ‘thank you Jack’ and suddenly burst into a flood of tears and grasped for his shoulder. ‘Shhhh Dawn this is merely the first step in our relationship, I will always be here for you if you allow me into you’. ‘I am yours from now on’ she sobbed as he held her tight into him.
Now came the moment that Dawn knew would come. She knew that Jack had wanted to meet and know Molly her daughter too, from the chats they had had. She knew it gave her a great thrill of excitement and also trepidation in bringing Molly into this new world. ‘I hope I can fulfill your dreams and you can fulfill mine, we have spoken of so much Dawn, I want everything we have talked about’. ‘So do I’ she said. He then said ‘now where is your gorgeous daughter Molly, is she here, she looks so very much like you and we have spoken of her a lot, of her beauty and innocence, I would love to meet her if that’s ok’ I don’t want to be a stranger to her’. Dawn looked at him and said ‘she is upstairs Jack, do you want to meet her ?’ ‘Yes I would love to meet her’ he replied. ‘Firstly though I want to see you lose your dress and heels’. Dawn slowly unzipped the dress at the side, becoming a little more accustomed to her heels. She hitched it up over her thighs and loosened it around her giant tits framed in her balconette bra. She then swiftly dropped her dress on to her kitchen floor. Leaving her standing in her ivory and silver gold lingerie. She then swiftly kicked off her heels with a wooosh of relief as her toes had been squeezed into them. She gave a flick of her head and stood as tall as she could, Jacks cum still emblazoned in her fringe and looked at him. He was so much taller now she didn’t have the heels on. ‘Now lose your bra Dawn’. At that she reached round and unclipped the 3 bra hooks and brought her hands to cup her boobs. ‘Are you ready Sir’ she asked as he stood watching her. ‘I don’t like waiting as you know, slut!!’ ‘With a slow expectancy she brought her hands down releasing her glistening breasts. Her huge aereola were the first thing that Jack noticed as they were a vivid pink, huge, and centred with huge dark pink nipples which stood erect from her budding breasts. ‘I hope you like them Sir’ she mouthed. ‘Your amazing Dawn I can’t wait for all we are to become’ he said ‘as long as you want this to last forever’. ‘I do’ she said. ‘Now shall we meet Molly?’ ‘Ok’ as she stood in front of him and embraced him knowing that she was beginning to see the start of another erection between Jacks legs as she also felt it on her stocking tops. She then took his hand and brought him into the hallway again where he picked up his small travel case and followed her upstairs. Watching her size 14 ass in front of him he was wondering how much more perfect Dawn could get. Her ass was slightly dimpled but not heavy, just the right size to take some slaps and smacks. At the top of the landing Dawn said ‘leave your things in my room which is this first door’ as Jack then placed them into her heavily perfumed bedroom, admiring the black silk sheets she had put on for tonight. He then joined her on the landing. Dawns heart was beating harder than ever at that moment, stood with her huge breasts fully exposed, Jacks potent cum smeared in her fringe, wearing expensive fuck me lingerie. She didn’t know what Molly would think, not only that she was about to introduce Jack to her, who was a compete stranger and was also fully naked with a once again huge erect cock between his legs.
‘Molly’ Dawn called before knocking and entering her room to find Her daughter dozing on her double bed reading a children’s book. ‘I have brought my friend to meet you, he’s called Jack’. She watched as Molly sat upright and gently yawned as Jack went and sat beside her on Molly’s bed. Jack immediately kissed her cheek, then grabbed and lifted her and swung her on to his knee by placing his left hand straight between her tiny thighs and pressing and clutching her tiny gusset and lifting her on to his right knee. Dawns legs once again buckled at this, leaving her leaning against the door frame watching Jack clearly place his fingers between her tiny legs. Dawn knew Mollys pussy lips matched her own, after all she was her mum and they had touched and washed each other since she was a baby. Now she could see Jack begin gently massaging Mollys pussy with only the thinest of gussets of her tiny baby blue kitten knickers between her little pussy and his fingers. It sent wave after wave of excitement flooding to her already sodden cunt and she couldn’t help but put her right hand over her own mound, slipping her thong down a little, spread her butterfly and start to play with her clit. ‘Say hello to Jack Molly, don’t be shy’ she managed to say between quick breaths. Molly straight away beamed a smile and kissed Jack on his lips throwing her arms around his neck. It was a baby girls kiss yet Jacks kiss lingered on her lips and then brought his lips to her neck with a lick and kiss making little Mollu giggle. She looked at him and said ‘it tickles, I like it Jack do it some more’ as Jack went again to kiss her neck with what looked to be a long pink magnificent tongue, giving swift tender kisses on her unblemished pale skin. She really does look like a miniature Dawn he thought, which caused his cock to twitch and grow. It was then that Molly saw his purple headed dick standing rigid between his legs, she couldn’t help but reach out to touch it with her tiny hand. ‘Whats this mummy’ she said and looked to her mummy who was too busy clitting her stinking cunt to notice that her daughters hand was already encircling Jacks cock. At that she looked up to see Jack had worked his fingers into Molly’s cotton knickers and was clearly stroking her naked bare budding labia back and forth whilst his middle finger rested on her tiny cunts opening. Jack was kissing and lapping Mollys neck who was giggling with joy. Molly’s right hand was trying its best to encircle the veiny purple monster that was right in front of her. At this sight Dawn grunted deep, loud and long like she always did when she orgasmed, her second orgasm suddenly flooded over her fingers and again down her thighs. It was a feeling she had only ever dreamed of but one that had taken over many a dream of late. Which was of giving not only herself to Jack but Molly as well, to someone who would care for them both and make them both happy and secure. Now it was reality as Jacks cock was becoming engorged again just as it had been downstairs. ‘Molly that’s part of a game we are playing tonight, me and Jack. Do what I do and come and kneel in front of Him. He is going to perform a magic trick and spray us with some cream’. It was the best she could think of right at that moment as she crawled on her knees next to Molly and Jack. Jack lifted her from his knee and stood her right in front of him, though not before lifting her up and placing her baby blue knicker clad gusset enticingly over the tip of his purple veiny cock and pressing down making her tiny pussy lips spread slightly, Jack whispered ‘not this time Dawn ok, but soon I want you to spread this little girl for me’ to which Dawn just nodded. ‘Now Molly you need to kneel up and put your face next to mine, keep your eyes open and mouth wide open whilst Jack does his trick’ ‘yes Mummy’ she replied.
Dawn was feeling a million things at that moment, one of which was that she wanted to play with Molly as Jack had been doing. Her left hand quickly reached around underneath and between Mollys legs where She knelt next to her and she started gently stroking Molly’s pussy through her knickers, which she found to be slightly moist, she then gently clitted her own pussy with her other hand. ‘What Jack must think’ she wondered at that moment. As Jack looked down stroking his 8 inch engorged dick he could see Dawn clearly driven in wanton ecstasy frigging her butterfly lips staring up at him begging for his cum. He could also see Molly smiling and giggling right next to Dawns face, the two clearly matching images of mother and daughter . he now watched as Dawn gently stroked Molly’s pussy lips, he felt the last twitches of his orgasm about to erupt from his cock. At that moment Dawn almost reached up to encircle his cock head with her mouth as his first thick rope of cum exploded from deep within him. His first thrust of hot strawberry cum arched up glancing and glistening her rising lips but flew straight onto Molly’s face covering her childlike mouth, into her button nose and over her eyes, there was so much it struck her and bounced into her ginger curls. His second jet followed instantly however Dawns luscious glossed lips had encircled his head and it fired directly down her mouth into her throat. A third followed that however there was so much it flowed from her lips as she struggled to breathe from his hot eruption. Jack groaned loudly and long, enough that Molly rose to him and without a moments hesitation took his cock in her hands and began to stroke him oozing the last of his cum from his softening cock.
Jack made eye contact with Dawn who had quickly brought her hand up to guide the leaking cum back into her mouth. A large glob of his cum had spurted onto her still lingerie encased breasts which were now glistening in the room light, as he watched his cum made its way down into her sweating cleavage. Jack collapsed on to Molly’s bed exhausted from his exertions, Molly’s little hands still holding his cock. Her cute pale face, an image of her mums with freckles around her eyes and button nose, was covered in Jacks cum which was starting to dribble down onto her baby blue kitten strapped pyjama top. ‘It tastes like strawberries Mum’ she said as Dawns now dishevelled face peered back at her. At that Dawn drew Molly into her for a cuddle and gently kissed her face licking it clean of the now cooling jism. Her tongue kissed her mouth and then entered her tiny lips to get the last little bits of Jacks cream from her mouth and tongue. Molly knew how to kiss as Dawn had long since started passionately kissing Molly when the two had been sharing a bed together when Peter had moved her out of her marital bed. A pang of jealousy had boomed in her heart and mind that Molly had tasted her lovers cum and that she wanted it all to herself and for no one else to know his taste and texture. Guilt next then erupted in her as she had felt that jealousy, guilty that she should ever feel that way especially about her gorgeous little baby daughter. After all If it were to be anyone she especially wanted it to be Molly.
When she finished kissing Molly, Dawn rose and went to lay with Jack on little Molly’s bed embracing her new Master and cuddling into his arms. He smelt of sweat and sex, his breath was ragged and short. Hers matched his as they lay there, her pungent cunt smell mixing with his scent of cum and sex. Molly then climbed and nudged between them, forcing her way into her mums embrace, giving each of them a kiss as she lay. ‘That was a good game Mummy’ she said quietly to Dawn. ‘I know baby, I hope we can play more games with Jack, I hope he stays around not like your Daddy’ she whispered. ‘Maybe I can have another Daddy’ she whispered back and giggled and smiled at her. Dawns heart was bursting in a mixture of emotion, of love, passion, guilt, want, need and wonder. As she laid there she wondered how in this short night she had come so far, for taking a huge chance on this man. ‘I am so happy and fulfilled’ she said and looked into Jacks face. ‘Do you feel wanted?’ He said. ‘I do and I want you and this and so much more, thank you’. There they rested before falling asleep in the afterglow of what had become a lovely little three way.
A short time later Dawn awoke and saw that once again Molly’s little hand had found its way to encircle Jacks cock as they slept, a little sign that Molly had some of her mothers whoreishness inside of her. A smile broke on her lips as she slowly sat on the bed and made her way on stocking clad tip toes from the room leaving the two of them entwined in each other. Jealousy once again met her as she turned the light off and made her way into the bathroom, leaving Jack with Molly. She then looked at herself in the heart shaped bathroom mirror and thought ‘i wonder how far this will go’…
To be concluded…

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Kitty’s Reward

Hi, It’s Kitty. Let me tell you a little about me and my owner. I am 5’2″,brown hair, brown eyes, and a 36C. My Owner is 5’6″, blue eyes, blonde hair, and very muscular. We decided to write this story because we wanted to play around with ideas for the future. We hope you like it. Lets us know what you think. 😉

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I had managed to sleep for a few hours. When I got up I went to the hotel for my few things and got some of my money back. I went to the bank as well as I didnt trust John at all. I knew my luck would not hold out and went to take a shower when I got back to the flat. I was so lost in the hot water I didnt hear the door open or close. I was shocked when I left the bathroom and found John in the room. He motioned me over and was already taking his cock out of his pants. I knelt down on the floor expecting him to push into my mouth. Instead he pushed me to my hands and knees and went around behind me. As I felt my knees forced open I was reminded he didn’t before as he knew a virgin would get him more. As he plunged into me I felt as tight as the first time as there was no gentleness or prep. He held to my hips as he fucked me hard and as he was cumming, bent and whispered “See you fuck like a good dog. Youll know that by the end of tonight.”
I tried to protest as he came around in front “No I won’t do a dog.” He laughed and plunged into my mouth “Suck you little bitch. Remember you are mine.” I was forced to clean the cum off of him. He was doing up to go when he asked “You told me your name was Stacey and them Rose.” I looked up “Rose is my middle name.” He smirked “A shame I thought you had come up with a hooker name. By the way I noticed your birthday is tomorrow.” I nodded “I was hoping to….” He cut me off “Mark and Jen heard and they are having you for a second time this week. They want to celebrate.” I felt tears in my eyes but collapsed silently on the bed. He came and brushed my tears. “I am sure they will give a nice tip for your birthday and for one night, I will only take half. Think of it as a gift.”
He threw down an address and informed me I had an all night client waiting again. He seemed generous and had called and paid for a cab. I found he had laid out clothes and again. I dressed and touched up my make up. The cab was waiting and again stayed in Manhattan but this time a Brown stone mansion. His words about a dog ran through my head as I forced myself up the stairs.
A good looking man in his forties opened the door before I knocked. “Ah you must be Stacey, come in. My wife is waiting up stairs.” I found myself led up to a massive master bedroom and looked around. “Your wife.” A woman in a teddy came out. “Of course John told us you specialize in threesomes.” I blushed and looked away “Once.” She laughed “We were told you were almost new but that you love to eat pussy.” I was reminded of the night before and tried not to wince and forced myself to say. “Yes.”
The woman pulled me in hard and whispered “I personally dont but dont worry your pussy will get plenty of attention.” I was forced to strip for them and lay down on the bed. I started to freak when the furry handcuffs came out but I was forced to allow my hands cuffed above my head to the headboard. They each stripped before laying down on either side of me. I was about to find out that night about what John said of rich people having sick hobbies. The woman slid a ball gag into my mouth. “You wont be needing to talk for some time.”
Her and her husband bent down over my nipples and began to suck. It was not tender like before but rough, they bit and pulled. I thought it was over as I felt their lips move but I felt something metal against them. I opened my eyes just enough to see metal clips. I sobbed and fought as the toothed clips went down on my breasts screaming against the gag. The couple shared a long hard kiss over me, and I felt them both slide a hand between my leg and both start finger fucking me over and over.
The pain in my nipples was starting to go down a bit and it seemed that wasnt allowed. The man pulled out what I recognized as a huge dildo, larger than the one I took last night. I tried to remain calm but when I felt it pressing against my anus. I began to buck and fight, I knew it had been used when I was drunk the night before but I couldnt remember. There was no alcohol or lube this time. The woman leaned down and whispered. “Be good or we will tie your legs.” I screamed desperately against the gag as he started forcing dildo up my ass. The pain was so intense I passed out as it was only half way in but I was woken by a slap across my face. I realized the gag was removed but before I could say anything I found a pussy lowered down over my mouth as the night before. He continued to fuck me with the dildo as I was forced to lick her. I found her pushing down further forcing my tongue to do deeper as she panted over and over. I felt cum cover my ass as she cummed and realized he had been jacking off while fucking my ass and his cum covered me. Now I was coming down from my own forced climax when she got off of me and after feeling the dildo shoved into place to stay in my ass, the man came to my side with his slimy cock ready to be sucked.
He shook his head when I almost took him “Up on your knees slut. I tried but with my hands cuffed I couldn’t. Laughing he removed the cuffs but threatened. “One wrong move and you will need a good spanking. I turned bright red with the thought and nodded. I hadn’t seen his wife but she had left the room and had come back accompanied. I didn’t see by what until I felt a strange feeling on my cunt. I whimpered from the odd tongue.
The man sunk his cock into my mouth as he whispered. “You like Bruno dont you? Bruno likes a good new bitch to try.” He allowed me to look and I saw a huge German shepherd. I tried desperately to pull away. “No. No.” I felt a hand crack down on my ass cheek. “Oh yes and for that you will be whipped before Adam takes your ass when Bruno is done with you.” The cock was shoved back in my throat to cut off any more protests.
I whimpered as I felt the tongue sliding in and out of me. I felt such shame it was disgusting to have a dog but I was growing wet. I prayed it would end but to my horror the dog jumped up on my back, wrapping his paws around me and I could feel something hot pressing and trying to find entrance. I screamed against the cock in my mouth as the dog found my entrance and I felt his thick hot cock slip between my pussy lips. As the dog fucked me, the shame was worse than the pain. I barely noticed when the cock in my throat finished cumming, and I found my head forced down to lick out the woman’s pussy once again. I screamed and bounced when I felt a hard ball forcing its way in and realized it was the dog’s knot. I thought it would rip me in two when it entered my pussy. Tears slid down my cheeks as I was filled with dog cum. The most horrifying part I could feel my own juices flowing as a dog brought me to orgasm. I found my mouth full of the womans cum and my mouth finally free but I was in so much pain and shame I couldn’t speak. The dog’s knot finally was small enough for him to pull out and he left the bed.
I was relieved when I felt the dildo ripped out of my ass but I felt something force into my pussy. The woman whispered. “A plug. We wouldnt want to waste any of Brunos good spunk would we?” I found myself on my stomach hands and legs tied spread eagle . I heard the whip coming before it did slicing into the skin of my legs and back. She sat next to me and kissed my neck. “Count pretty girl and we will remove the nipple clamps and take it easier.” I was forced to count as I took ten lashes to my ass and legs. When it was done they each reached under me and the pain was intense when they each removed a clamp and the blood came back to my nipples. I was recovering when I felt a cock press into my ass, this time a real one and jerked as I was fucked hard by a human this time. I slid into the welcome oblivions of blackness as my body took too much and allowed me to slip away.
In the morning I found myself alone in bed on my back but handcuffed and with Bruno licking me. I whimpered and fought the bonds as the dog brought me to a new climax. I prayed it would end soon and the man came into the room. He bent down and kissed me. “Good girl, I think it is time to let you up and let you shower.” I was relieved when he undid my wrists. “Thank you.” He followed me into the bathroom and his wife joined us. “You will find there is enough room for all of us.” I found my ass and pussy fucked, a dildo from her before I was washed from head to toe. I was relieved when allowed to put on my clothes finally.
The woman kissed me. “We tried to book you all weekend but it seems you are already booked tonight.” Her husband nodded. “But you will be coming to the country with us tomorrow. Bruno has some more friends including a nice stallion who he wishes to share you with.” I shook my head “No.” The woman laughed. “Oh yes and trust us we will have the whip. We will see you soon.”
I was handed 300 and a fifty dollar tip and allowed to flee. John was waiting when I got back. He smiled “I hear you enjoyed your first dog. Tomorrow I am sure you will enjoy your trip to the country. Not many whores get invited to the estates.” I pulled away “I will not fuck a horse.” John pulled me in. “You are expected at Mark and Jen’s tonight. You dont show back tomorrow morning the police will be looking for you.”
Part 2
I didn’t know why I sat in the cab. I knew I would not go tomorrow and the cops would arrest me. Prison couldnt be that bad and maybe the judge would take it easy. I would tell the judge of the blackmail. I couldnt have sex with a horse, the dog had been bad enough. My entire body was covered in bruises and I could barely sit. I knew I could have just done it. But I found myself going to the other couple. I told myself it was just because I didnt want to go to prison on my birthday. I just kept telling myself that over and over.
Mark smiled when he opened the door. “There is a birthday girl. My beautiful Rose we are so honored you want to spend tonight with us.” I knew I had to play along. “Yes.” Jen motioned me out of my coat. “Oh my Pretty rose we were so happy to have you for a second time this week. Now would you like some wine or scotch?” I remembered how much easier it was with booze so said. “Scotch.”
Mark motioned me over and I noticed they had some food.He handed me a glass.”Drink up.” Jen began to undo my bra as I drank the scotch. He noticed the bruises on my breasts as his wife saw the ones on my legs. “Oh beautiful what happened to you?” I winced and admitted to them, “My last clients.” Jen kissed my lips. “They whipped you?” I nodded in shame.
They pulled me down on the couch and Mark’s hand went between my legs. “I promise my Rose you will never be bruised by us.” I shook my head “This is the last night.” Jen laughed and shook her head. “We have booked you.” I rested my head back as they both had fingers in me. “I will be arrested tomorrow.” Mark made he look. “And why would you be my love?” I had tears as I told them about the video and the couple. “They want me to fuck a horse.” Jen shared a look with her husband and then kissed me. “Go into the bedroom and lie down, we’ll be with you.” John handed me some more scotch. “I think you could use more of this.”
I drank the scotch and lay down on the bed after removing the last of my clothes as I knew would be needed. I waited and waited, I knew at the least they would be gentler than the night before. I finally felt weight on the bed and found only Jen. She pulled me in for a long passionate kiss. “Mark will be back soon. He has gone to have a little talk with John.” I was shocked. “Why?” Jen smiled. “Oh Rose we are not about to allow you to go to prison. Now lie back Rose and I am sure by the time you have cummed he will have come back with good news.”
I lay on my back and allowed her to suckle on my breasts as I wondered what he would do. I was scared what he would do. As I lay there I reminded myself it couldnt get worse. I told myself I’d go to prison and hopefully I’d be out soon again. As Jen began eating me out I allowed my mind to focus on her and I cummed hard in her mouth.
She was right and her husband appeared in the door and she asked “How did it go?”

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The Kidnapping 2 – sleep deprivation

This story might be a little more confusing it contains two different POV’s the female character (written by me) and the male (written by Adam, Edited by me) it’s written how he would like it to happen the darker parts are his POV the rest is mine. This is the second part if you haventaready pleae read the first part before reading this…
The cold winds loudly rattle against the windows as the branches from a nearby tree scratch aggressively against it, consistently banging as if to wake me from my sleep. Slowly I open my eyes and look toward the south facing window , I scowl at the branches that silhouette against my curtains as they seem to decide that now I’m awake they can be quiet and my room fills with beautiful silence. Stretching I look at the red flashing alarm clock noting the time is only 9:05am.
“Ah sod off!” I mumble to myself as I roll over and stuff my head under the cold unused pillow beside me. It only takes seconds before the banging starts up again which causes me to curse loudly and throw my covers off my legs “fine I’m up. Look are you happy now?” I moan to the window which conveniently as gone quiet again. Stomping to the bathroom I turn the shower on and leave it to run a while as I pop down to the kitchen and put two slices of bread into the toaster. The room fills with the sound of Shontelle’s voice as I turn on the radio and dance around to her song ‘impossible’. As the toaster pops up I sway and slide my feet over to the cupboard to pull down a plate and out it next to the butter and apricot jam, quickly covering both slices I take a bite and head back up to my room.
I put the plate on the end of my bed and move to jump in the shower, cleaning myself off quick as my stomach rumbles a warning to feed it. Sitting on the end of the bed my hair wet and dripping down my back, my feet curled beneath me I devour the rest of my toast before moving to the vanity mirror to dry my hair.I lay there as fear grips me for the hundredth time since the first time I woke up in this bed. I need to think of a way to get out of here but my mind just keeps wandering, I can’t seem to concentrate on anything for long. My body aches all over, I think the tablets Debbie gave me last night must be wearing off because I’m starting to feel really tired and my eyes are starting to droop. It’s cold and lonely down here and without the chance to sleep all I have done is try to hear anything I can to figure out where I am but I haven’t had any luck with not being able to concentrate, now hopefully I will be able to close my eyes and get some much needed rest. It’s clear that I won’t be that lucky when I hear the soft padding of footsteps coming down the stairs. I try to look at her but my neck is stiff and it’s easier to just look up at the ceiling and count the strange red dots spread over it.
Its 10:15 by the time I make my way down to the basement to see three. I find him laying on the bed where I left him last night, his eyes looking up to the ceiling and soft mumbling coming from his mouth; it’s not loud enough to hear so intrigued I take a few steps towards him. Seeing the movement from the corner of his eye he looks towards me; I smile as he looks down at my body slowly taking in my curves which is barely covered with a short white lace dress. The strange thing is although the mumbling has stopped his mouth still moves silently. He moves his puffy eyes back to the ceiling and the mumbling starts up again.She walks into the room and round to the side of the bed so I can see her, I feel my body start to relax like it’s been waiting all night to see her again, my eyes travel slowly down her body noticing the bright white see through lace dress that’s clinging to her body like a lover snuggled close to every perfect curve. I feel my cock twitch at the sight. I need to fight this it’s the only thing I can do. So I move my eyes back to the ceiling and start counting the strange marks all over again.
“How are you feeling today?” I ask and smile but there is no reply, just more mumbling.
“I guess that brings us to rule number three.” I continue “When I call or ask you something you answer straight away”.
His eyes move to mine, his anger clouding his pale features.
“Fuck you” he growls looking away.
“Now, now three that is no way to talk to your mistress is it?” I ask climbing onto the bed and up over his legs, my hands rest just under his armpits knowing this will give him a full view of my boobs. For a second His eyes reach down to my breasts as he licks his lips and his cock twitching before determination sets in and his eyes move up to mine. Looking me right in the eyes he sneers
“You. Are. Not. My. Mistress.”
He leans his head up inches from mine, our lips a breath apart. Anyone else and any other situation I would think he was about to kiss me but the anger covering his face makes it clear this his way of daring me to do something.
“My name is ADAM not three. And I will talk to you how I damn well please” he growls never taking his eyes from mine
I know he means to piss me off and make me give up but he doesn’t realise this is the exact reason I love doing this. This is why I chose him. If they gave up so easy it wouldn’t be fun. He will give in they all do but his determination is what I like most, breaking an Alpha male that is strong emotionally, physically and mentally is what it is really about, what really turns me on.
“Are you sure about that?” I say moving down the bed, bending down and taking his semi hard cock in my hand. His eyes keep contact with mine and I see he is bracing himself for pain. I stroke my hand over his balls as I watch his defences lower and pleasure take over, lowering my head I flick my tongue out and lick my way up his cock, leaving little kisses all over it. Still looking him in the eyes I ask
“Wouldn’t it be better to admit the truth?” I take him in my mouth sucking him until he’s as hard as he was last night.
“Think about it. If you’re good to me I will be good to you.” Climbing back up his body I sit on his chest, bending over just enough that my lace covered boobs are inches from his mouth which he opens automatically. His tongue reaching for my nipple which is just out of reach. I start rubbing my pussy over his chest and moaning
“Don’t you think?” I ask again taking my boobs from their confinement and letting them hang, seemingly reaching for his mouth “do you agree” I whisper
“Yes” he moans back as I lower myself into his mouth, the heat from his tongue scorches my nipple in the most delightful way, I arch my back as he hungrily tries to suck more into his mouth.OH god she’s so hot, her breasts are perfect. She leans in and I begin to suck, swirling my tongue around her erect nipple. I want her so much. I want to fight but my body wants to give in. If she is the prize it can’t be that bad. For a second I consider giving in, just a second after all to have her like this without being restrained would be worth it
“See” I whisper “that feels so good doesn’t it?” I lower myself so I’m straddling his waist; my hot now damp pussy rubs against his long, hard cock “admit your mine!”
I take my boobs away from his mouth and press them against his cool chest “tell me your name and you can sink this hard cock into me” I kiss him softly on his lips feeling him open them for me as I slip my tongue in and caress his.
Moving myself over his cock I reach back with my hand and pull my lace thong to one side, he gasps as the heat from my uncovered pussy touches him, pushing against my mouth to deepen the kiss he makes a slight growling noise.
“Tell me your name” I whisper again as I lift his cock to the opening of my pussy and rub it against the wetness. A sudden change comes over him and he turns his head away from mineNO. I won’t be a number no matter how much I want her. I can’t believe I nearly gave in, she isn’t just talking about being with her, and she is talking about me giving up my life to belong to her, my wife, my job, family. NO FUCKING WAY
“My name is ADAM” he growls the anger coming back in full force
Disappointment runs through me, it’s not that he’s holding out but I have turned myself on and now I’m horny and need to cum. I can’t fuck him if he doesn’t at least break on one rule
“Fine you still won’t admit it you won’t get off” I growl back thrusting my face into his before sitting up and thrusting his cock deep into my pussy, he throws his head back as he fills me tightly going ball deep inside me, pleasure washes over him, removing all traces of his anger and hatred. He tries to pull out to thrust back inside me but I don’t move, finally he looks at me again. With an evil grin I laugh.
“This is for me not you, you won’t admit your fate then you don’t get pleasure.”
I laugh again as I bring my knees up in front of me and place my feet under his arms
“You will stay buried deep inside me as I make myself cum but there will not be enough movement to bring yourself off.”
He watches as my hand moves over my stomach and down between my thighs, I pull my thong right over as I spread my lips wide open for him, with his eyes clued to my hand and its movement I throw my head back as my right hand moves in slow circular motions over my clit. His breathing gets faster and shorter as he tries his hardest to push further into me.
“Oh god three,” I moan “Oh fuck yes, it feels so good” moving my fingers faster I feel my body start to heat up and my stomach begin to tingle, I move my hand down looking at three as I stroke his cock where he fills my pussy extracting a moan from him. As I move my hands back to my clit I give it a slight pinch which nearly pushes me over the edge,
“Oh three… you fill me perfectly, like god made you just for my pleasure” I moan as I stroke my clit, his eyes following my every stroke lust and hunger covering his beautiful face.
I pinch my clit again to bring me over and watch his face as my internal muscles clench him hard as my juices cover his cock.It’s starting to get so painful, my cock is so hard and I need to cum so badly, but she doesn’t move her hips and there is no friction. Watching her play and her pussy get wetter and wetter as she gets closer makes my need to release that much harder ‘You Won’t succumb I don’t belong to her’ I think to myself as I hear her breath catch, listen to her say how good it feels and how I fill her perfectly, then I feel her inner muscles clenching my cock hard. I throw my head back, fuck I want to cum. the feeling of her juices running over me, the warm liquid feels amazing as it runs down my shaft and over my balls. No!! I can’t think like that … That’s what she wants!
Pulling my knees towards his waist I lean forward so I’m on my hands and knees over his stomach and chest with him pinned beneath me and his cock still filling my pussy.
“That was amazing three. Imagine how great it would of been if you had participated, if you gave in, admitted your mine to do as I please”
Kissing him softly on the lips I lift my hips and hear his still hard cock slap against his stomach. Lifting to my knees I slide two of my fingers through my pussy before smearing my juices over his lips and pushing them into his mouth.
“Well I will be back later” I say not giving him a chance to talk before I leave the room using a little door behind the bed.
As I close the door I hear him shouting but the sound proof door soon cuts him off. Turning around I am confronted with the most amazing view of one hanging from a large wooden X, her hands and feet tightly secured with rope, her mouth is stuffed full with a ball gag too wide for her mouth and a vibrator positioned so it continuously vibrates against her clit. I’m interrupted by a tall figure standing in the corner.
I knew he would be here after all I asked him to be, Ignoring him I walk over to one and lift her head to look into her glazed over vacant eyes, smiling to myself I walk around her examining the ropes that have bound her for the last seven hours. Angry red marks cover her wrists and ankles and I can see her wrists especially have rubbed so much it has caused the skin to break. Reaching up I take her hands and pull them down towards me forcing a scream from her pretty pale mouth
“Naughty girls deserve to punished” I say as I pull harder.
The Wet track marks that run down her face towards her chin are smeared with dirt and her body is still tense and convulsing with pleasure from the pink rampant rabbit stuck between her thighs. Moving in front of her I lean forward until our noses touch
“If you weren’t such a useless bitch I wouldn’t need to do this!” I hiss my face contorting with anger and my voice becoming darker and menacing
“Sor…sorry miss, I’m so sorry… Please” she mumbles over and over as she tries to move away from me, fear emitting from her skin
“Maybe I should tell Matthew and let him come punish you” I threaten; although it might be nice to have him here he always was a good fuck.
Her eyes fill with tears again “please no I’m so sorry I deserve to be punished please punish me.” She begs.
I walk towards two who stands and bows as I look at him; I put my hand on his chest and kiss him softly on the lips, my right hand moving past him to the little shelf behind him. Picking up a black handle dagger I pull away from him and smile as I turn back to one. I cut the rope from her wrists and watch her fall hard to the floor; her face smacks off the concrete as I bend down to cut the ropes from her feet.
Taking her by the upper arm I drag her up, I notice the blood on her face caused by the fall and stop to look closely, running my finger through the blood and pushing against the broken skin pulling a whimper from her before pulling her out the back door. The ice cold winds wrap around my body making me shudder, I look at her naked body glad I’m at least clothed. We walk over to the middle of the garden and I stand her in front of me, and tell her to stand with her arms out wide and feet spread
“You will stay like this until me or two calls you in.” I say leaving her and walking to the house. I turn and stand in the door way for a few minutes to watch as she stands there, her eyes lowered to the floor and her body shaking
Soon I get bored though and decide to go into the kitchen and make myself a hot chocolate and a sandwich to eat while I sit watching the Jeremy Kyle show and think about three alone in the dark basement and one out in the freezing cold. After about an hour all of which two has sat by the back door watching one to make sure she doesn’t drop her arms I let him call her in and to tell her to go have a hot bath. He helps her inside and guides her to the bathroom they share so he can fill the tub with hot water.
I’m bored now so I Decide that three has gone without food or water for long enough, I take a big glass of water with a long pink straw back to the basement with me. Maybe he can entertain me for a bit. I don’t like being bored.
“Watch her in the bath; I don’t want her touching herself. Once she’s done she can have a slice of dry bread then cuff her to her bed comfortably, she can sleep the rest of the day” I say as I pass two on my way down to the basement.
The room is cold with the window still open, I find three with his eyes closed but he is still mumbling so I’m sure he hasn’t has a chance to sleep. His eyes look blood shot when he looks towards me and the puffiness around them seems to have got worse though it does nothing to dim his good looks.
“I have something you might like” I say holding the glass out towards him. His eyes automatically light up and his dry lips part
Careful to keep his eyes diverted he leans his head up and opens his mouth. Clearly the idea of water is enough to drive rule number one into him at least. As I press the straw to his tongue I hear gulping noises and see the glass empty quickly, its only seconds before he slurps the last bit and leans his head back with a sigh, his eyes closing.All day I lie awake unable to get that vision out of my head, her fingers caressing her wet pussy and the smell coming from her arousal. It has tormented me the whole time, but now another need has taken over. My mouth is desperately dry. Luckily I hear her footsteps again , I don’t understand why but every minute I long for her return, I hate that my body is betraying me but now she brings a drink. I look at the glass careful not to look at her, I don’t care about trying to get free or defying her rules at the moment, I need the drink more. As the straw reaches my mouth I gulp it quick worried she might decide to take it away again to punish me.
As I finish the last bit, my body already starting to feel better I close my eyes and lean my head back.
“Now that you have hydrated yourself I need to cum again, and this time you will use your tongue” I hear her say, as she pulls her thongs down over her hips and climbs onto the bed beside me before straddling my face.
I realise I have been waiting for this since this morning, the vision that has haunted me all day is now real and right above my mouth, I run my tongue up her inner thigh catching the droplets of juice running down her spread legs, her hands reach for the bed posts as she bends down and her pussy lips reach my mouth. I reach up and slide my tongue inside her. She arches her back with pleasure gyrating to guide my tongue to her swollen clit. It smells divine and tastes so good satisfying my craving. My tongue slides around her clit.
‘Oh fuck she tastes so good.’
I feel her bounce on my face, covering it with her juices. she’s close I know it the sound of her breathing coming so quick; I suck her clit into my mouth and tug gently with my teeth as she explodes all over my face. I gag with the amount of cum she drops down my throat, she cums hard but I keep going I’m desperate for more of her moans as my tongue goes deeper and harder. She begins to moan loud and hard encouraging me to move faster. The taste is so good, sweet and tangy at the same time like strawberries. I want it all over me. And the moment arrives,
“OH FUCK” she screams loudly as I’m drowned in more of her delicious cum. I slow my licking but lap every bit I can reach
trying to get my breathing under control I push my legs down his waist and drop on top of him, I notice his breathing is as quick and short as mine, resting my face in the crease of his neck I caress my hands over his chest and up his neck. I lift my head and look him in the eyes as I descend my lips on his, licking my tongue over his lips and tasting my juices I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and gently graze it with my teeth.
“Jesus three, that was so good. Even better than Tw…” I stop realizing I was about to mention another slave when three doesn’t even know about them, his closed eyes open slightly as they fill with confusion. I lean back down and press my lips to his before climbing off him “you know three, you clearly love eating my pussy, you love me sucking your cock and we both know you want to fuck me so what do you have to gain from fighting this? You could have all that whenever I want and you would love every second of it believe me” I say to take his mind from my almost slip up “well anyway that was fun” I say with a wink “I might pop in later with another drink for you before bed” I finish off as I walk away back up the stairs.
It’s only 5:46pm and I’m still bored, I can’t think of what to do.
‘God I hate Saturday afternoon’ I think to myself as I walk to my room and I start to remove the white lace dress before climbing into the shower.
As the hot water pelts against my skin rinsing away all traces of the sweet smelling bubbles that were covering my smooth naked body just seconds before I lean my hands on the back wall of the shower facing the spraying water and bow my head letting it spray hard against my aching shoulders. Shocked I hear a small cough behind me, I turn to find two standing with his head bowed and a phone in his hand. Confused I move away from the spraying water and reach for the phone, two would never interrupt me in the shower without a good reason he knows all too well what I would do at such an interruption
“Hello?” I say cautiously into the phone
“Hey baby, how are you?” I instantly relax and lean my back against the cool shower wall as the comforting voice of Matthew fills my head
“Oh Matty, it’s so good to hear from you, I was just threatening one with calling you, how have you been?” I laugh
“I’m good baby girl, what’s she done now?” his voice darkens slightly as I bring up his ex and the fact that she may have done something to piss me off
“Oh she tripped and let on to my new slave that we weren’t alone. She has been tied all night and left in the freezing wind and rain for an hour.”
“A new slave huh? What’s this one?” he laughs, he often says that I seem to be getting too into the idea of owning people, that one day I will have my own sex army we both laugh about it but I have to admit the idea does intrigues me. An army of men and women whose sole purpose and pleasure is to please my every sexual need and want without a second thought is a pleasant thought.
“A man I found on the roadside, he’s very strong minded. So anyway how about you? What have you been up to?” I ask as I climb out the shower and wrap a large, soft black towel around my body, holding the phone between my shoulder and my ear before making my way to my bed and throwing myself onto it
“Well actually… I have a few days leave from work and Rose is taking the kids to Manchester to visit her mum so I was thinking about coming down to see you, if that’s ok!” I can hear the smile in his voice, he knows full well that I won’t mind and even if I did it wouldn’t stop him. Matthew is the only man I have and will ever let dominate me, I might like hurting people, having slaves and dominating others especially those that are older and stronger than me physically but Matthew is in a league all of his own I’m actually surprised his wife has no idea of his sexual preferences.
“Okay? Are you crazy of course it’s ok” I’m now grinning like Wallace from the show Wallace and grommet. Thoughts already are popping into my head of what he will do to me and to one. Though I know I will enjoy both and she won’t enjoy either which makes it all the more fun. The last time he came to see me one was covered in bruises and blood, I had a lot of bruises myself and two had a black eye but that was it. I think I will have to put my foot down this time I don’t want him breaking one completely and I want three to just be mine to dominate.
“great well I’m just leaving work now so I’m going to pop home and shower and change then I will drive down, I should be there tomorrow morning” he laughs as I hear banging I the background indicating that he has just reached his car
I hang the phone up with a silly grin on my face
“This should be fun” I think to myself
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All in a Day’s Work

These are part of a collection of stories that I occasionally send my boyfriend.
My boyfriend is a dominant. I am not a submissive by nature, but I would rather be one in the bedroom. I guess I will never know. My boyfriend thinks I am too nice a girl to be used the way he wants to and so we have never had sex. I am in my mid-thirties and a virgin. These stories are the only sexual release I have.

The Slave of Paine

I have posted this before but never after I got more experience, reread, and corrected a lot. So here’s my uber Master/Slave story. They are furries so don’t read on if you’re not into that. Don’t give it a bad rating just cuz you don’t like furries. Secondly, yes I know my story ravishing her starts almost the same. I copied it for a whole new story.

Trafficked Love Ch. 2

Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?

Harry Potter and the Sisters Black chapter 5(full chapter)

Harry slowly come to, a throbbing pain in his crotch forcing him to wakefulness Harry slowly come to, a throbbing pain in his crotch forcing him to wakefulness. He sees the ladies curled up to either side of him. A small moan escapes his lips as he tries to sit up.
Both the sisters are instantly awake. Bella gently helps him to a sitting position while Cissa casts a healing spell on his crotch.
As memory of the activities of yesterday Harry’s eyes narrow. “Bella, yesterday, did you deliberately disobey me and wear your maid’s uniform outside of this room?”
Meekly Bella nods her head.
Harry curses for a moment, “Cissa where’s that strap?”
Bella quietly gets off the bed while Cissa reaches over and grabs her wand, quickly summoning the strap.
Harry climbs off the bed while Bella bends over the end. She reaches back and raises her skirt. Harry’s briefly reminded of his fantasy about his aunt from a few days ago before he draws his arm back and delivers the first blow against Bella’s ass.
There’s a red welt starting to form as Harry draws back his arm. This time Bella screeches as the leather strikes her flesh. A second welt is starting to show when Harry earns another shriek by landing the third blow.
Bella feels like her ass is on fire, as is her cunt. Her juices are running down her legs, unfortunately, her punishment from two days ago is still in place and prevents her from coming when her master brings the belt down for a fourth time.
Harry surveys his handiwork as he draws his arm back and delivers the fifth blow. Another shriek is his reward. Much to Harry’s surprise, his cock is hard as a rock as he prepares to deliver the sixth blow.
Cissa watches as her sister lays red faced at her feet while their master draws his arm back. Cissa’s own ass stings slightly in sympathy for what her sister’s taking. Cissa actually does orgasm when her sister’s screech tears through the room.
Bella’s ass is almost completely red as Harry brings down the seventh and final blow. After the shriek has died away, Harry drops the strap to the floor, positions his raging cock at Bella’s soaked entrance and enters her in one hard stroke. Harry sets a fast pace, his hips slapping against her flesh. After only a few brief minutes, Harry delivers his seed to the woman.
Pulling out, Harry helps Bella stand up. “Cissa, go get breakfast ready and bring it up here.” He leads Bella to the bed while Cissa gets dressed and leaves on her assigned duty.
Bella leans her head against Harry’s shoulder as they lay on the bed together and sobs out the pain.
As he holds the crying woman, Harry’s insides are warring. On one hand, there’s the innocent Harry who still believes the world is black and white, where a good person doesn’t deliberately inflict pain on others. On the other hand there’s the Harry that’s been beaten, insulted, ridiculed, and whom the sisters have been subconsciously working to promote who understands that the sisters are now his responsibility thus he must punish them when they do wrong.
The war is still going on as Bella begins to run out of tears. She looks up at her master, well aware of the turmoil within him, and says, “Thank you for disciplining me, master. I broke one of you only rules so I needed to be punished.” With a gentle smile, she lays her head back down.
Bella’s words have a profound effect on Harry. His mind quiets as he digests what he heard.
Cissa walks in carrying a tray with food on it. The three eat in silence before dressing for an outing. They walk down to the kitchen and find Petunia at the stove, whistling just a bit.
When Petunia sees Cissa she waves the other woman over. The two hold a whispered conversation that ends with Petunia blushing very hard while Cissa walks over to the table, giggling lightly.
Harry asks, “What was that about Cissa?”
“Nothing important for the moment master, just a small request on her part that I need to consider.”
“Very well,” Harry says just moments before there’s a knock on the door.
Three wands appear in three hands as Bella walks to the door and looks out. Nodding, Bella opens the door and allows Tonks to enter. As soon as the door is closed, she hit by three Finite Incantatem’s. The pink haired witch just stands there for a moment before grinning, “Getting a little jumpy are we folks?”
Harry grins, “Yeah, jumpy enough to have Stunned Albus yesterday.”
Tonks looks shocked, “You mean that you got the drop on Albus?”
“Yeah, after he popped in without announcing himself.”
Tonks shakes her head, “Well, you guys ready to get this day started?”
Harry nods as he stands up, “Cissa, please come with me. Bella, pop over to #12 and keep out of sight.”
Both woman nod their heads while Tonks looks on in wonderment, “Harry, do you mind explaining what’s going on?”
“I’d prefer not to, you’ll understand when we visit the ministry.”
It’s a disgruntled Tonks that produces a length of silk rope, “Very well. Here’s the portkey to take us to the Ministry.”
“Tonks the reason I don’t want to explain this now is that I don’t want to waste time when you’ll be able to find out during our trip,” Harry says as he grabs the robe. “Alright Cissa grab on.”
Narcissa grips the robe a few moments before they all feel the familiar tug behind the navel.
The three arrive at the lobby to the ministry to find it almost deserted. After having their wands weighed, Tonks leads them through a maze of corridors until they’re standing outside of door marked, “Properties Division.”
“Dumbledore told me to make sure you got here alright, now would you please tell me what’s going on.”
“In a few minutes Tonks,” Harry says as he opens the door. Much to his dismay, Harry instantly recognizes the redhead waiting in the office. Harry’s voice is ice cold as he says, “Hello Percy.”
Percy’s voice is filled with contempt when he answers, “Good day Mr. Potter. I would appreciate it if you would restrain yourself from using any familiar form of address as I’m here on official business and my time is precious.”
“Well Percy, since your time is so precious, why don’t you produce the forms for me to authenticate and we can get this entire matter finished as quickly as is possible.”
“Once more Mr. Potter, I must ask you to address me either by my title of Undersecretary to the Minister or as simply Mr. Weasley.”
“/Mr. Weasley/ is your father Percival and to earn your vaulted title was to betray your family.”
Jus then the Minister of Magic walks into the room, looking strangely upset, “Is this true Weatherby? Did you actually forsake your family just to get ahead?”
“But, but, but Minister…”
“Hush, I’ll deal with you later, for now, though, leave.”
Percy hangs his head as he walks out of the office.
“Now Mr. Potter…,” Fudge’s voice catches in his throat as he sees the glare Harry’s giving him.
Thoughts speed through Harry’s mind for a moment before he says, “Minister, I don’t believe there is currently a department to help new businesses get started in the Wizarding world, am I correct?”
“Yes you are; might I ask where you’re going with this?”
“Well Minister, I do believe it’s time to correct that oversight. In fact I think it would be the perfect position for you junior undersecretary to fill, the head of the Economic Development Bureau. Set up to help ensure that start-up businesses have as much support as is reasonable to make sure they have all of their licenses and permits in order don’t you think?”
Fudge isn’t gritting his teeth together, barely, “That sounds like a wonderful idea Harry.”
Harry gives the minister a predatory grin, “I’m glad you agree Minister. I even have a perfect first assignment for him. Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes”
Fudge is almost seething as he says, “Sounds like an excellent plan Harry.”
“Excellent Minister, excellent. Now, let us get down to business as I’m sure all our time is fairly precious.”
It’s only by will alone that Fudge keeps the anger out of his voice and expression. “By all means Harry,” he nods to another person that had escaped Harry’s attention.
The man looks in his early twenties with brown hair and is thin as a rail. His voice is baritone as he hands over a clipboard and says, “Please make sure the facts of the matter are in order.”
Harry reads through the information, name, date, etc, until he comes to Purpose of transfer. His innards churn as he reads the word /Servus secus/. With a shake of his head, Harry makes sure everything else is correct before he hands the clipboard back, “Everything is correct, sir.”
“Very well Mr. Potter, then you’ll just need to sign at the bottom of the page,” the man says as he returns the clipboard to Harry.
A few strokes of a quill later, Harry lays the clipboard on the counter. The man picks it up and removes the papers. He attaches a different set of papers to the clipboard which he then hands to Narcissa. The man then grabs a second clipboard which he hands to Harry, “Due to Ms. Lestrange-Black’s status, it’s quite understandable that she not be here; however, she will need to sign the papers.”
Harry looks at the Minister with a deceptively sweet grin, “Minister, I doubt it would be a problem for you to authorize a portkey to transport the woman in question here to expedite matters?”
Almost grumbling, Fudge reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a handkerchief. He casts a spell on it before he hands it to Harry, “There you go Mr. Potter.”
Still grinning, Harry hands the cloth to Tonks, “Tonks, please make sure this gets to were it needs to go. I’d send Cissa, but she’s still needed here.”
Tonks nods her head and quickly moves out of the room before Fudge can question her. Less than ten minutes later, both Bellatrix and Tonks appear in the room.
Fudge goes for his wand by reflex, only to stop less than a quarter of the way through the draw when he finds himself looking at four drawn wands. He looks down at his hand sheepishly, “My apologies, reflex you know.”
Harry nods his head, but doesn’t lower his wand until Fudge’s hand is well away from his wand.
Bellatrix hands the clipboard to the unknown gentleman who’s staring at Harry with wide eyes.
The clerk jerks his head before perusing the form and nodding his head.
“Very well Mr. Potter, that should take care of everything. Now, on to your rights and responsibilities in regards to these lovely ladies,” the man says while slyly eyeing Bella’s ass. “Your rights are virtually limitless. These women are now your sovereign property. You may do what ever you wish to with them. They may be sold or their services rented in order for you to generate a source of revenue. Your responsibilities however are a tad more in-depth. Any action they take, you may be held accountable for. Should they attack anyone without just provocation, you may be forced to make the needed amends. You cannot be imprisoned for their action however, unless those actions are on your direct orders. Are there any questions?”
“Not at this time. However, I may contact you if any questions arise, if that’s acceptable.”
The man nods his head, “Very acceptable Mr. Potter. Now, I wish you a good day, and go enjoy your new property,” the man ends with a wink.
Harry’s blushing slightly as Tonks leads the lot of them out of the office. As the door closes, Fudge speaks up, “Harry, may I have a moment of your time?”
Harry nods his head, his entire posture one of impatience.
“My boy, as I’m sure you know, things have been very volatile as of late, with many people actually calling for my resignation. I was hoping to be able to convince you to issue a statement in support of my maintaining my position.”
Harry’s tone is glacial cold, “Minister, you have spent the last year engaged in a campaign of slander against myself and Albus Dumbledore. It will take much more then a few small token of good will for me to forget that. I will not reject your request out of hand, but I will not acquiesce easily.”
Fudge swallows loudly, “Well, I understand completely Harry. Just let me know if there’s anything you need.”
Harry nods before having Tonks lead them out to the lobby where Harry hesitates a moment before saying, “Tonks, you and Cissa pop to the Leaky Cauldron ahead of us. If there are any Aurors there pop back immediately, and we’ll find a new address to Floo to.”
Both of the women nod their head and Apparate out. Harry waits thirty seconds before he Floo’s to the LC with Bella only a few moments behind him.
As soon as Harry’s feet are solid, he draws his wand. When Bella appears, Tom’s wand is almost instantly leveled in her direction.
Harry shouts, “HOLD IT TOM!”
The old man’s eyes never leave the former Death Eater. “She’s a wanted felon Harry.”
“No she isn’t Tom. As of a few minutes ago, she’s my property.”
“You mean she’s given you full rights? How?”
Harry’s voice is a whisper, “/Servus secus/.”
Now Tom’s eyes do shift to the young man, “You cast it against her?”
Cissa says, “Against both of us actually.” She lifts her head, giving the aging bartender a look at the medallion at her throat.
“That’s not the official Potter family crest,” Tom’s voice is hinted with amusement as he finally lowers his wand. “Harry, if you don’t mind a suggestion; unless you want a riot out there, have Mrs. Lestrange, hide her appearance.”
“Do you have any suggestions Tom,” Harry says as he looks around the room, which is strangely empty.
“A simple cloak should do, if she’s careful.”
Harry looks at Bella, “Use the cloak if you have one, pop out if there’s any chance someone might be able to recognize you.”
Bella nods her head as Tom hands her a brown, full length cloak complete with hood. She quickly dons the apparel, not bothering to hide the disgust at wearing something that obscures her identity.
Still, the group makes its way to Gringotts without drawing any undue attention to themselves.
They wait patiently in line, much to the sisters’ chagrin. They soon reach the teller goblin. As soon as Harry hands over his key, the entire group is quickly escorted to a private room where an elderly goblin greets them.
“Greetings Mr. Potter. I’m glad you could join us on such short notice.”
Harry asks, “What notice sir?”
“Our records indicate that you were sent notice three days ago to present yourself here for the execution of the will of one Sirius Orion Black.”
“I’m afraid your records are in error sir, I received no such notification.”
“Are you positive Mr. Potter? Our notifications are magically enchanted to make notice when they are opened.”
“I’m quite sure sir. I haven’t received any owls in the last few days except for one from the ministry.”
The goblin looks upset as he snaps his fingers. Instantly, a younger goblin appears next to him. “Fetch the notification book at once.”
The young goblin nods his head before disappearing with a sharp crack and another crack moments later announces his return. Handing a book to the elder goblin, the youngster disappears.
The elder goblin lays the book on the desk and quickly opens it. He flips through the pages for a moment before finding what he’s looking for. “Ah here it is. Notification to Harry James Potter concerning the execution of the will of Sirius Orion Black. Opened immediately upon reception. Required a response within five business days or the execution would be delayed until the date specified, the twenty-first birthday of Harry James Potter.”
Harry’s entire expression ices over for a moment, “Perhaps sir, we should deal with the matter of the will immediately. I suspect I know who it was that deliberately delayed the delivery.”
“Very well Mr. Potter.” The goblin once more snaps his fingers and a piece of stone that looks like a flat Pensieve appears on the desk along with a sheath of papers. “The entire matter is relatively straight forward Mr. Potter. The deceased left a recorded message to explain the entire matter.” With a final snap of his fingers, the lights dim and the disk starts to glow.
Up from the stone rises a twelve inch high image of Sirius appears. “Well Harry my boy, if you’re seeing this then the shit is truly in the soup. I’m guessing I’m dead, hopefully I went down fighting.
“Now Harry, I know you well, so pay attention. /MY DIEING WAS NOT YOUR FAULT!/ So don’t blame yourself. If you had any hand in my death, then it was minimal and accidental.
“Also Harry, I’d be remiss in my duties as your Godfather if I didn’t tell you this. Harry, I’m suffering from Igneus Cruor, the Burning Blood. It’s a rare disease that affects less then one in one million pure blooded wizards; and it’s only wizards, never witches. The disease is terminal, if you had any hand in my dieing then I should probably thank you for the Burning Blood is a long and very painful way to go.
“Now, on to the distribution of funds, monies, and properties. In a word Harry, you get everything. I’ll ask you to help keep Remus in good stead. His pride won’t let him take charity, but I’m sure between you and Hermione you can come up with something that won’t offend his pride.
“Next note Harry, fifteen million galleons isn’t even a drip in the bucket for the Black family, so I want you to make sure at least that amount finds a new home. Use it to cement your allies and hopefully forge some new ones. If you like, you can talk to Rupert, the goblin you should be watching this with, can help you set up other ‘bequeaths’ in my name for such people as Remus and the Weasleys.”
Sirius’ grin becomes positively predatory, “Also worthy of note Harry is that if you accept, then before you leave this office, you’ll be a legal adult. All the paperwork needed for emancipation is already in place, you’re sixteen, or close enough so as not to matter, with access to proper resources. With one signature Harry, you can be master of your own destiny.
“There are so many things I want to tell you Harry but this damn thing has a limited memory and my time’s almost up. So before I go I have one last thing to say to you Harry. Always fight evil Harry. That is the cause for which James, Lily, and I gave our lives for. Fight evil by what ever means necessary, if that means fighting by Dumbledore’s side, then so much the better. If not however, if you have to break with Dumbledore to continue the fight against evil, then tell that old bastard to take his carefully drawn out plans, shove ’em up his arse and light ’em on fire.”
Sirius is grinning as he starts to fade away, “Kick ass and take names Harry. I’ll see ya on the other side.” With that, the spectral form is gone.
Harry wipes a tear from his eye as the lights come back up. “Very well sir, if it alright, could we deal with the galleons that need to be redistributed?”
“Easily Mr. Potter,” Rupert says.
“Very well, here’s how I want the monies to be redistributed, all in Sirius’ name. One million galleons to the following people; Hermione Granger, Ronald, Ginevra, William, Charles, Fred, George, Arthur, and Molly Weasly, an additional one million to Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes, three million to Remus J. Lupin, one million to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and five hundred thousand galleons a piece for Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood should distribute the monies nicely.”
“Very well Mr. Potter,” Rupert says as he finishes writing down Harry’s instructions. “Now, there’s another small thing the deceased failed to mention in his recording, a small side note that if he were to, as he put it ‘kick the bucket’ before you were of age, then you were to be given full emancipation. All the files and paperwork are already in place Mr. Potter, if you wish to act, the time is now.” He pushes a piece of parchment across the desk, “If you sign this Mr. Potter, you will be an adult in every regard except the consumption of tobacco and alcohol.”
Harry nods his head as he thinks for a moment, for once in his life, carefully weighing his options. His hand is trembling as he takes the proffered quill. A few brief seconds later, and it is done, the parchment glows for a moment before the emblem of the Ministry appears on it with several ribbons attached.
“Will there be anything else Mr. Potter?”
“Yes, I’m very curious as to what other papers you might have sent me that I didn’t receive. As well as what type of investigation is Gringotts going launch into how someone broke the seal without your knowing that it wasn’t me?”
“If you’ll give me a moment Mr. Potter, I’ll have the answer to your first question and I can assure you, Gringotts is going to be launching a full investigation into how our magical protections were circumvented. We pride ourselves on the confidentiality of our clients, this breach has severely injured our reputation and we will make sure the culprit is brought to justice. I believe you said you had a suspicion as to who could have perpetrated this?”
“Quite correct, the only man who could have done this is my keeper, Albus Dumbledore.”
As soon as the words leave Harry’s mouth, the door opens and an elderly voice says, “Did someone say my name?” The smile that adorns his face dies instantly at the set of glares he receives. “Is there a problem?”
Harry is the first to respond, his entire demeanor colder than the artic, “Yes there is professor. It would seem Gringotts sent me a notice regarding Sirius’ will that required action in a timely manner that I never received. One of the more interesting facts is that according to their magical records, the notice was opened immediately upon arrival. Would you happen to know anything about this situation?”
Albus meets Harry’s gaze for a few moments before he looks away, “I’m sorry Harry. Yes, I received the notice and neglected to forward it to you. I won’t lie to you about my intentions, but can we move this discussion to a safe location?”
Harry stands up, managing to look regal and intimidating despite being shorter than Albus by several inches, “Yes we may professor. However, I came to Diagon Alley for several explicit purposes and I shall not be dissuaded from them by the situation that you have brought down upon yourself. As such you will remove yourself to #12 and await my presence. Good day sir.” With that Harry turns back to Rupert, “Will there be anything else sir?”
“Yes, I’m afraid that there are several more items to deal with, unfortunately, those will require an appointment so that all the paperwork, title transfers, and other such things can be adequately prepared. Is there anything else I can do for you sir?”
“Yes, if you could arrange for a copy of all current assets, titles, positions, etcetera to be delivered here quickly, I would appreciate it.”
Grinning, the goblin snaps his fingers and says, “Easily done sir.” Moments later, a rather large ledge appears on the desk. Rupert quickly hands the ledger to Bella. “There you go ma’am I suspect Mr. Potter will want that reviewed in a most timely fashion. Now Mr. Potter, as I stated, there is a need for you to return here at a preset date in order to deal with other matters concerning your inheritance.”
“Very well sir, will three days be sufficient?”
“Yes Mr. Potter, three days will more than suffice.”
“Oh, and one more thing, would it be possible to arrange a portkey directly here so we can avoid the lobby?”
“Of course Mr. Potter, an owl will be sent to you with the portkey and will arrive promptly at nine am if this is acceptable.”
“Nine am in two days is quite acceptable, good day sir.”
“Will there be anything else sir?”
“Yes, I would like to know if there is a means of laying hands on my gold without the need to return here all the time.”
“Indeed there is Mr. Potter,” Rupert snaps his fingers and a set of silk bags appear on his desk in various colors. “These are Bottomless Money Bags. While not quite bottomless, they allow you to access your cash monies from anywhere. You simply think of the amount you want, reach in, and the money will appear in you hand. It will only work at up to five hundred galleons and will only work for you Mr. Potter. If you’d please pick a color, we can finalize this.”
Stunned, Harry selects a simple black bag, Rupert picks up the bag and says, “Key please.” When Harry relinquishes his key, Rupert flips the bag upside down, on the bottom is the Gringotts crest and a keyhole. He presses the key against the hole and it quickly disappears, “There you go Mr. Potter, when you need to access your vault directly, then a Gringotts goblin will be able to retrieve your key. Is there anything else?”
“No sir, and thank you for all your help.” Harry turns to Cissa, “Well my dear, what did you wish to do here?”
“Well master, my sister and I wished to visit Ollivanders, as wands select their users based on their personalities, it might be advantageous to acquire new wands.”
Harry nods his head, “Very well then. Bella, your cloak.”
Dismay once more etched in her face, Bella once more draws up the cloak to obscure her face.
The five walk out to the lobby where Albus promptly Disapparates after Harry glares at him for a moment.
The quartet moves to Ollivanders without any trouble, though when they step in, the old man instantly turns and draws his wand. He draws a bead on Bella for a moment; he stares at her for several seconds before sheathing his wand. “Ah, Missus’ Black, I see you’ve changed since last I knew. I hope you can forgive my reaction. Now, I see you need new wands. Perhaps…”
And thus begins the routine search for a wand for each of the ladies as minor, and on occasion not so minor, mishaps occur. For example when Bella tried the Holly wand with Unicorn hair, 13″ long, three rows of wands were knocked down.
Finally though, the small group leaves the wand makers shop with two new wands and Cissa makes a rather strange request, “Master, would you mind if I slipped off and did some shopping on my own? There’s a surprise we wanted to arrange.”
Harry looks at her for a moment before nodding his consent.
Cissa skips off merrily as the other three make their way around the Alley. When ever they enter a shop, Bella peels off and waits outside rather than risk having to abandon her master. They accomplish next to nothing of importance over the course of the next hour when Cissa returns, magically appearing at Harry’s side, carry a medium sized, non-descript box.
“Thank you master, my shopping is done.”
Harry nods and quickly collects Bella. Tonks produces the silk rope once more and the four of them feel the jerk behind the navel.
Moments later, they once more appear in the entry hall of #12.
“Bella, go find Albus and bring him to the library; Cissa, I’d appreciate it if you could arrange refreshments and Tonks, there’s a house elf here under sentence of death, find him.”
Both Bella and Cissa nod their heads and set about their tasks while Tonks looks at Harry dumbstruck for a moment.
“Oh, Tonks, I’m sorry, I was rude, would you please find Kreatcher, but please don’t kill him, I want to take care of that myself.”
Tonks hesitantly nods her head and makes for the kitchen while Harry heads towards the library.
Harry arrives to find the library devoid of life so he begins to peruse the books and he finds Sex Alica/: /Servus secus /and its decedents/ by Intorqueo Fossor. Harry quickly pulls the book from the shelf and continues his browsing. A few books down, he finds another interesting book Walking the line: Using Dark spells for Light Purposes by Charles Pane. Harry pulls this book as the door opens and Bella calls out, “Announcing Albus Dumbledore.”
Albus walks into the room looking only slightly old.
“Ah Harry, looking for some interesting reading?”
Harry glares for a moment before taking one of the chairs in the room, “Now, I believe you were going to explain to me exactly why you tried to interfere with the execution of Sirius’ Will.”
Albus moves across the room as Cissa enters carrying a try with tea and biscuits on it. She sets the tray on the table and then walks to stand to the right of Harry’s chair while Bella walks to the left.
“Harry you have to understand, I’m trying to comply with your wish for a normal life as much as is possible so I decided to withhold the letter for a few more days.”
Harry looks Albus straight in the eye, “Don’t lie to me old man. You were trying to control my life as you have for the last fifteen years. Now tell me the truth or this interview is at its end.”
Albus sighs, “Very well Harry. I was terrified that you would take the money, the power, and everything else and decide to strike off on your own; that you would deny the Order the use of the Black family properties; that the power would go to your head and corrupt you like it did Tom.”
“Good, now that wasn’t very hard now was it? For now though, I grant the Order of the Phoenix permission to use #12 Grimmauld Place until further notice. Also, if you could arrange for Dobby and Winky to be sent here I’d appreciate it. I wish to employ both of them at reasonable wages.”
Albus smiles, “Very well Harry. It will be as you request. Will there be anything else Harry?”
“Yes, when’s the next Order meeting, I will be attending.”
“Harry, please…”
“Albus, you and I both know that I’m the only one who can finally ace Tommy boy, thus I’d like to know what he’s up to.”
“Very well Harry, the next meeting is in a week’s time. I can’t make any guarantees, but you’ll be given the chance to make your case.”
“I suppose that’s the best I can ask for.”
“Thank you Harry, now if you’ll excuse me, I shall send Dobby and Winky here immediately.”
“Very well, good day Albus.”
“Good day Harry,” the ancient mage says before disappearing.
“Now,” Harry says, “where’s Tonks?”
Tonks steps through the door, “Right here Harry.”
“Did you find the little shit?”
“Sorry, he seems to have disappeared.”
“Don’t worry about it, he’ll turn up in time.”
Just then there’s a pair of sharp cracks and all four instantly have their wands leveled against the intruders.
“Bad Dobby, bad bad Dobby, Dobby frightened Harry Potter.”
“DOBBY FREEZE!”
The house elf stops as he’s about to bash his head against the fireplace.
Harry continues in a normal voice, “Dobby, if you wish to work for me, I must insist that you stop punishing yourself for every little deed. I’ll let you know if you’ve upset me and how to make things right.”
Dobby looks at Harry, his eyes even wider than normal, “Mister Harry Potter sir would actually be willing to have Dobby as his own house elf sir?”
“No Dobby, but I’m willing to hire your services. The pay is 1 galleon per week and that’s not open for negotiations with a work schedule the same as the one at Hogwarts. Are the terms acceptable Dobby?”
“Yes sir mister Harry Potter sir, you’re most generous sir.”
“Very good Dobby, now Winky will you accept the same terms?”
The female house elf looks down at her feet, “Master is no need to be paying Winky; Winky is good elf; Winky just wants to serve a good family.”
Harry studies the elf for several seconds before he thinks to himself, “Hermione is gonna kill me for this one.”
“Winky, I know you want to serve a good family, so I’ll offer you the opportunity to serve mine. I’ll accept you into my service effective immediately if you wish.”
Winky looks at Harry, “Would sir take Winky as a proper house elf?”
“Yes Winky I would.”
From the look on her face, Harry could have just given her the entire world on a silver platter and she wouldn’t be as happy. She snaps her fingers and her dress is replaced with a tea cozy while her dress is magically in Harry’s hands.
Dobby says, “What is masters first order?”
“First off, you’re my friends first so call me Harry and second, get this house cleaned up. There are infestations every where. I’m also going to see about completely redecorating the house, but for now, get down the elf heads in the hall and get this place spotless. Oh and look out for Kreatcher. He’s insane and very dangerous; if you find him, I want you to restrain him. Now will you be needing anything?”
“No sir, master Harry sir. Hows should we be’s getting in touch with master Harry sir should anything come up sir?”
Harry looks at Cissa, “I’m sure you can arrange something.”
Cissa nods before going and whispering something in Dobby’s ear.
“Yes ma’am master Harry Potter’s slave ma’am.”
Harry glares at Cissa and says, “I don’t know what you told him and I don’t think I want to know what you told him. Now I believe you wanted to visit Malfoy Manor today, is this correct?”
Bella looks Cissa in the eye for several seconds before the blonde says, “Yes master I did. Originally I’d planned to go alone but the more I think about it the more of a bad idea it seems. So I was wondering if you would be willing to accompany me to the Manor.”
Harry nods and Cissa grabs one of the teacups and quietly casts a spell. All of them grab the cup and soon they are on their way to Malfoy Manor.
The group lands in a large entrance hall, the floor tiled marble and the walls spotless, a pair of beautiful staircases give access to the upper levels.
Cissa leads them up to the second floor and straight to her room. As soon as the door is closed, Bella grabs her master by the shirt and pulls him into a soul searing kiss.
When the two finally separate, Cissa is completely naked and Tonks is standing there with a shocked look on her face.
Bella says, “Master, my punishment will be up in five minutes. So I’d like to ask a sexual favor from you.”
Harry can barely nod his head as he’s so light headed.
Bella quickly strips down to the buff while her sister sets about doing the same to Harry. When all three are naked, Cissa says, “Mind if I warm him up for you sister?”
Bella giggles, “Of course sister, since I get the main course.”
Cissa giggles as she takes her master’s semi-hard length into her mouth and starts to gently apply suction as she pushes her face towards his crotch.
*
Just down the hall from Cissa’s room, Draco’s sitting at his desk reading up on some very nasty curses when he hears the door to his mothers room close.
Wondering where she’s been for the last few days, Draco leaves his room and heads towards his parents’ bedroom to say hello to him mum and give her a hug.
When he opens the door however, his heart almost stops beating. His mother is on her knees with Potter’s cock in her mouth while his aunt Beatrix is sitting on the bed, completely naked, and fingering her cunt, while his cousin stands to the side watching the whole scene play out.
When Potter turns his head to look at him and say, “Hiya Draco,” Draco’s world suddenly goes dark and he falls to the ground.
Harry looks at the unconscious form of his school foe, “Tonks could you take Draco back to his room?”
Tonks casts a spell on Draco’s limp form while Cissa slips Harry’s cock out of her mouth long enough to tell Tonks which room Draco belongs in and then returns to her oral service.
After a minute Tonks walks back into the room and sees Bella lying on the bed impatiently rubbing her crotch as her sister slowly teases their master. With a grunt, Harry grabs two fists full of blonde hair and releases his seed into Cissa’s willing mouth. Bella watches enviously as Cissa’s throat rhythmically contracts and releases.
After Harry’s finished, he releases Cissa’s head. He’s at half mast when Bella purrs, “Master.”
Harry looks over and sees the raven haired witch bend over the side of the bed, her ass high in the air.
The tone of her voice is enough to get Harry hard again as she says, “Remember that favor I asked for, will you still grant it to me?”
“Ah, sure what do you want?”
“my lord for too long I have been denied having my full sexual pleasure, please my lord I need to be sodomized.”
Harry can but gape in shock. “You want me to…”
“Fuck me up my arse master, yes.”
Harry looks at Cissa who’s grinning widely, when he arches his eyebrow, she nods her head.
Harry walks towards Bella hesitantly, “Alright Bella, but I don’t know what I’m doing.”
Bella reaches behind her and spreads her asscheeks, “Relax master, it’s just like normal with a few minor exceptions.”
When Harry is directly behind her, Bella continues, “Alright master, place the tip of your cock against my asshole.”
Bella shivers in anticipation as she feels her master’s cock head press against her backdoor.
“Now master, you press forward firmly but be very careful. Though it doesn’t matter with either me or my sister, if you go too quickly you’ll hurt the woman.”
Harry starts to press his hips forward, being mindful of Bella’s warning. When the tip of his cock finally manages to enter Bella’s rectum, both moan in pleasure. For Harry he can’t remember ever feeling anything so pleasant; Bella’s ass is tighter and hotter than anything he can remember.
“Oh master, that feels so good. Now, keep pressing forward until you’re buried in me completely. I’ll tell you if I need you to stop.”
Harry’s desperately fighting for control as he pushes his way into Beatrix. His control is nearly exhausted by the time his balls come to rest against Bella’s cunt.
“Oh Merlin master, you feel so good. Now you just shag me like normal.”
Harry pulls back until just his crown is still in Bella and then pushes forward again. By the time Harry’s all the way back in both he and Bella are right on the brink. When Harry begins to pull out, Bella shrieks as she orgasms; the spasms around his dick are too much for Harry and he shoots his load into to Bella.
Harry slumps down on top of Bella for a moment before regaining his senses. After he pulls out, she turns around and drops to her knees. She places a kiss on each of his feet, “Thank you master; that was the most intense orgasm of my life.”
“Ok,” Harry’s voice is very hesitant as he turns to Cissa; the blonde’s face is completely flushed and Harry can see moisture running down the inside of her thigh. “Cissa, can you get what you wanted quickly? I’d rather be out of here quickly.”
Cissa nods her head and sets bout retrieving small personal affects while Harry and Bella quickly get dressed. As Cissa’s about to leave the room, Harry clears his throat. “Cissa, you might want to get dressed.”
Blushing again, Cissa dons her robes and leaves the room.
Tonks is standing in the corner trying to process what she’s just seen. She thinks to herself, “Alright, let’s review what just happened. First Aunt Bella grabbed Harry and kissed him hard. While that was happening, Aunt Narcissa stripped naked. After that Aunt Cissa stripped Harry while Aunt Bella divested herself of her clothing. Once all three were naked, Aunt Cissa proceeded to give Harry a blow job that was only temporarily suspended by her son’s appearance. She showed no more concern for her son then making sure I put him back in the proper room. When I got back, Aunt Cissa had just finished with Harry and Aunt Bella begged Harry to butt fuck her. Then Aunt Bella had to walk him through the process so he must be new to this. Then he actually managed to make Aunt Bella orgasm from being sodomized.” Tonks blushes at the thought. “He must be one hell of a lover.”
Meanwhile Cissa quickly walks to the manor’s library and pulls several books starting with The Noble Houses of Wizarding Britain. The rest of the books are on various subjects including potions and dark magic’s. Before returning to her master, Cissa opens the book on the Wizarding families. She flips through and finds the coat of arms for the Potter family. The crest is a simple crossed sword and wand on top of a shield in green and red.
Cissa produces her wand and casts a charm on the disk of her choker, altering it to the proper coat of arms.
Gathering up her books, Cissa shrinks them and puts them in her pocket before she returns to her master, “I’ve got everything together master. We can leave whenever you wish.”
“Tonks, the portkey?”
Tonks reaches into her robe and pulls out the silk robe. Everyone grabs a hold of the robe and moments later, they land in Harry’s room at #4.
Cissa says, “My lord, I’ll go and see about arranging food if that’s alright.”
Cissa disappears out the door to have a very pointed discussion with Petunia.
While Cissa sets about doing her task, Harry sits down at the table and invites the other two to join him. “Bella, when Cissa gets back I want you two to go over the entire ledger with a fine tooth comb. Find each and every advantage that I can use against both the Ministry and Dumbledore if needed.”
Meanwhile, elsewhere in the house, nefarious plans are being laid concerning Harry Potter

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Devil’s Island CH 1

This is a long story about several women and their fates. Not all is fantasy but based on personal experiences as a Master. Some is clearly pure fantasy, which is which is up to the reader to decide.

Turning On The Sirens

Sometimes, it’s the small things that shape one’s destiny. In Hayley’s case, that thing was a little alarm that went off one rainy college evening just as she was about to get off while making love to her boyfriend Nathan. She’s now compelled to tell what happened that night to her best friend Sarah. 

A Mom’s tale: Becoming a Slave

This is my first story and there is high probability that the story sucks. Also forgive me for the grammer and other mistakes.
My name is Michael and this is the story about my family and especially about my special one, my slave – my lovely mom. I am 19 years old and my story starts two years back when I was 17 and when I used to stay with my family- with my mom and dad. Like any teenager at my age I was sexually very active and always trying new stuffs in sex. My dad was a business consultant and used to be away for work for at least 4 days a week. My mom Sophie was 35 years old, worked for a marketing firm at that time was petite, 5 9” was very attractive for her age. Her beauty and her perfect figure made her a very ‘popular’ woman in the neighbourhood and god knows how many times I masturbated thinking about her in my bed.
My dad was 10 years elder than my mom and the age difference was very evident in their appearances. Even though my mom was 35, she looked and dressed more like a 25 year old women. The age difference really affected their sex life and my dad’s busy work pattern led their married life to a disaster. But my mom never wanted to split up from my dad because of the money he had and also because of me.
By now, I am sure you would be wondering, how such a nice lady like my mom became a sex slave of mine? Well lets just day that it was my lucky day when I caught my mom having sex with her co-worker in our living room. Pretty stupid thing to do in our living room or maybe she thought I would be at school that whole day. As I told earlier, – ‘the luckiest day of my life’!!!
I have always considered my mom to be one of the sexiest women in the block, but she having an affair!! seeing completely naked and having mad sex with a stranger, I was completely frozen. The only thing I could feel was my dick getting bigger and bigger in my jeans and I was loving it. A dream comes true. My mom – naked- a true angel.
It was bargain time afterwards. My mom didn’t want to leave my dad because of his money. I knew the long sexless life with my dad had made my mom into a horny bitch. I told her that affair would remain a secret between her and me ‘as long as’ she obeys to whatever I ‘says’ for the next one week. Even today, I always wonder why she said ‘yes’ to my proposition? May be she thought I was after the money and am going to rip her wallet off for the next one week. She can’t be any more wrong!!
My plans were simple at that time. Get into her panties, shag her and that’s it. BUT I started to think about the bigger picture. A beautiful woman ready to do whatever man wants- her son wants!!
My ground rules were clear.
1. She would be completely naked inside the house for the next whole week.
2. She would always address me as son. I want her to be completely humiliated.
3. She would never look me at my face for the week unless and until I ask her to do so.
4. Everyday she would be given an assignment to do before going for work. I must be done when she comes back in the evening and she would bring a proof of some sort to let me know that she has done it.
5. Any mistakes/ disobedience will be dealt with severe punishment.
6. The last one: She will do whatever I ask her to do. No question and no hesitations.
Mom was completely stunned to hear about all these. She said she would rather tell dad about her affair and get a divorce!! I told her that she has more to loose than just my dad’s money here. I told her that I will ruin her image in the community and at work. She will lose her job and nowhere to go and no money. I told her that, it wont be hard to make her look like a whore especially since she wears tight dresses and heavy makeup’s like a 20 year old girl even when she is 35 years old. Hearing all these threats my mom knew how much of a trouble she was in. She started crying and sat on the couch. I sat next her and whispered into her ears: “Just one week. Afterwards, you would be free like everyone else. After all, I am your only son; I know what is best for you”. Against her own will, she complied to my proposal. I knew it wasn’t easy for her to live like a slave under her own son. But for me that was the fun part.
Hence our session started.
I told her to go to her room and get freshen up and come to my room in an hour’s time. I told her to wear all make-ups, her best dress and NO PANTIES. I also asked her to shave her body except for per pussy.
After half an hour, I heard a knock at my door. I opened the door and there she was. My sweet angel- my mom.
I told her that she will respect her son for the next one week since he will be her master for the week. She whispered: “Yes son”. I inspected her body. I felt her boobs and touched her crotch and made sure she was not wearing any panties. Then I asked her to be on her all fours. She looked at me surprisingly and then kneeled down on her hands. Then I asked her to crawl into my room, which she did.
I stood in front of her and told her to remove my shoes. She stared at my face for two seconds and the slowly removed my shoes. I told her: “Now you can kiss your master’s, your son’s feet.” She stood still for couple of seconds; then slowly started kissing my feet. Satisfied with her work, I asked her to stand up.
I told her: “Now mom, you can start removing your dress. You can show your son how pretty a woman you are. You can start slowly with slow motion.”
She started getting her clothes off. I asked her to look into my eyes when doing so.
When she removed all her cloths, and started removing her bra, I stopped her. I asked her to kneel in front of me. I stood in front of her with a huge bulge in my pants. The bulge two inches away from her face. I asked her to look at my bulge. I asked her to kiss it. She reluctantly did so.
Then I asked her: “Has mommy been a good girl today?”
She looked into my face and said: “Yes”.
I asked her again: “Yes what?”.
She replied: “Mommy has been a good girl today.”
“Every good girl deserves a present, doesn’t it?”
She said: “Yes”
I asked her to open my fly. When she did so, I asked her to put her hands inside and feel my dick. I told her not to take it out. I asked her to stand up, and then look into my eyes. I kissed her forehead and told her how beautiful she is and how good a slave she would be for her son.
I could see the sparkle in her eyes when I mentioned the word ‘slave’. I knew it! She is enjoying it so far and I was determined to make it more interesting. I asked her to start stroking my cock.
I asked her- “Do you want to see your son’s dick?” She nodded her head. I asked her to say that she wants to see it. She said: “Yes I want to see your dick”. I told her that she forgot to address her master and she should be begging for it. I also told her, the next time, she forgets, she would be severely punished. She said: “My baby son, please let me see you beautiful hard cock”. Satisfied with her request, I kissed her deeply
I am kissing the most beautiful women that I know and that itself is my mom. I couldn’t believe my luck.
She removed the cock out of my pants. I asked her to worship it. I told her not to suck it yet but to kiss it and adore it. She started kissing my dick; she felt my hard cock against her cheeks. I could see her lips moving against my cock, I knew that she couldn’t control it anymore; she wanted to suck my cock.
I asked her: “Mommy, what would you like to do with your son’s cock next?”
She looked onto my eyes and said: “Please let me suck your cock”
I slapped her face SMACK. I asked her, why I did that for. She said: “Mommy didn’t address her master ‘son’ and I need to be punished”
I asked her to be completely naked and to be on her all fours. I asked her to lift her butt cheeks high so I could see her crack clearly. There they were!! The ass I always dreamed off, the ass I always jacked off thinking about. But right now I had special plans for that sweet ass.
I went into my mom’s room and took her hair brush. When I returned back, I could see my mom’s restlessness in her position. Face down and ass high up.
I told her that I have some special present for her: a hard spanking with her own hair brush. I could see her surprise in her face. Her own son spanking her! I told her every time she gets a spanking, it she would say: “Thank you son, please spank mommy’s ass, Mommy has been a bad girl”. And she would be receiving 10 spankings on her each ass cheek!
I started feeling her ass. I slightly pinched one of her ass cheek. Then ‘”SMACK” the first blow. Mom cried loud in pain and tried to fell her ass with her left hand. Then she said weeping: ““Thank you son, please spank mommy’s ass, Mommy has been a bad girl”.
Satisfied, I started pinching and feeling her breasts. I could hear my mom still crying. “SMACK” the second one. I asked her: “How do you feel mommy when your son spank your ass?” Mom started crying even louder and then said: ““Thank you son, please spank mommy’s ass, Mommy has been a bad girl”.
By then, I had a different idea to make the spanking more interesting.
I went to he kitchen and took a frozen carrot out from the fridge. An inch diameter carrot was perfect for the purpose.
Back at the living room, I asked my mom to open her mouth. I inserted the cold carrot into her mouth and said; “Now mommy have to lubricate it, because it is going to go into your special place!!”
I removed the carrot from her mouth and started to play it with her pussy. I was sure she thought it was going to go into her pussy. Well, she can’t be any more wrong. Into her ass it goes.
I heard the painful “Ahhhhh” from her, followed by her moan. An ass virgin with a carrot up her ass!!!”SMACK”!!! The third blow. “Please son, stop it, I cant take it any more” She said.
Five six, seven eight….. After 10 slaps on each ass, I could feel the heat from her ass. “Thank you son, please spank mommy’s ass, Mommy has been a bad girl” she said painfully holding her sore ass in her hands.
I kissed both her ass cheeks. Removed the carrot and started to finger her asshole. ‘Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh’ she whispered. I handed the carrot to her asked her to taste her own ass. She started licking it like a hungry bitch.
I held her by her hair. I closed my face to hers and asked her, “Mommy, how do you like tasting you own ass?” She replied: “Nice, and it makes me more horny, son!” I kissed her deeply.
I asked her how feels about her son’s hard cock inside her pussy.
She said: “Please don’t fuck me, I will do what ever you want son. I obeyed your every nasty orders so far and played along with your sex game. But please don’t let me do this!” I slapped her hard and started pinching her nipples with both my hands.
I made her stand on her legs. I told her: “Mom, if you disobey me one more time or hesitate to do what ever I ask you to do, I will forcibly make you do it and make you pay for the disobedience in front of dad and everyone you knows!”
She replied: “I am sorry son, but please….dont…..my… I am your…..”. SMACK I slapped her face again and told her:
“I want you to beg for your son’s cock. Beg like a horny bitch, because you are one! Make me know how far you will go to get a real good fuck.”
Her eyes on the floor and said: “Please fuck me my son, I will do anything for my son’s cock. Please fuck me hard and make your mommy cum. Please fuck me, fuck me hard…”
I slapped her face, then pinched her nipples hard. I slapped her breasts. I twisted her nipples. It made her cry.
I made kneel in front of me. “Open your mouth wide”, I told her. Then I spat on her mouth and told her to swallow it. Slapped her face again and covered her face with my spit.
Then I slapped her face with my cock. I made her lick my pre-cum. Then I inserted my dick into her wide opened mouth. I face fucked her. I made her spit on my cock and made her suck it again.
Satisfied with what I have done to her face, I made her on her all fours and started feeling my cock into her pussy doggy style. I could hear her moans. ‘”Ahhhhhhh, please” I didn’t let her finish, I thrusted my cock inside her pussy and removed it. I asked her to beg for my cock again. “Please son, fuck you mommy like a whore, fuck me please”. I thrusted my cock again into her pussy, this time harder. I teased her for some time and made her beg for what she is going to receive.
“Harder, harder, harder…..” she said. I whispered into her ears. “How does it feel mommy??” She said “Ahhhhhhh, fuck me son, fuck me, harder, harder…….. you are much better than your father, fuck mommy’s pussy”
I fucked her harder and harder. I could feel her body shivering. I knew she was cumming, but I didn’t stop. She cried: “Son I am cumming please stop, please stop…” I started fucking my mom harder and faster. She climaxed one more time and started crying louder.
Then I asked her: “How do you want to take your sons fresh cum???”
Mom said: “Not in my pussy, please son, not in y pussy, please…”
I removed my dick from her pussy and shoved it into her ass. She couldn’t control the pain, she made a loud noise. I came in my mom’s ass.
Then I asked her grab a coffee cup from the kitchen. Then I told her:
“Mom, I want you to squirt all my cum from your ass into the coffee cup”
To further humiliate her, I asked her to do it in front of me, facing me and by looking into eyes.
She kept the cup on the floor, facing me and started squirting the cum out of her ass by looking at me.
I could see her tears rolling down her face.
Then I told her to kneel in front of me and hold the coffee cup in her hands. Then I told her:
“Now mom, I want you to thank me for fucking you and beg me to let you drink my cum from the cup”
Mom, still crying said: “Thank you son for fucking me like a whore and for cumming inside my ass. Now please let me drink your fresh cum from this cup”
I told her: “You have been a really good girl. Now drink you baby son’s cum”
Tired, but satisfied with my work on my mom, I leaned back on my couch.
Still on her knees with my cum in her mouth, my mom looked at me. She smiled lightly and crawled to me and asked me: “Is mommy’s son tired?? Ohhh, you have done a really good job fucking your whore mom. My special little boy”.
By saying this she kissed my forehead.
Surprised by her reaction, I asker her, “Did you really enjoyed all these. I was thinking I was doing this against your will.”
She replied: “I was terrified in the beginning. But 3 months of sexless life with your dad and all the humiliation and nasty talking with you made me really horny. What happened is happened, it can’t be turned back. So just enjoy it!”
Surprised but hearing those words I hugged my mom and kissed her deeply. I could feel my own cum in her mouth.
Then he asked me: “So do you have any more plans for you new sex slave?”
I replied: “Oh yes, I am just getting started”.
Afterwards, we had a long talk about how our relationship is going to be from here onwards.
We made new rules on how things would be.
We decided that we would be living like a married couple in the house but as a normal son and mother outside. Mom would be my sex slave for the rest of her life.The New Rules of the House:
1. Mom will be my sex slave for the rest of her life.
2. In the house mommy will always be completely naked and will be on her all fours at all times except when I ask her not to be so.
3. Everyday mommy will wake me up by sucking my cock and making me cum, same will happen before going to bed. Son’s cum is precious for a mom. So mommy will either drink all my cum or take it in her pussy during these routines. If taken inside her ass, she must squirt it on the floor and lick it from the floor.
4. Mommy will bath me every morning and dress me before school.
5. All breakfasts and other meals will be followed by breast feeding.
6. Mom will be treated like met pet dog inside the house. (Exceptions: when dad is home!!)
7. She will eat from her plate on the floor without using her hands. She will always wear a leash inside the house. She will be sleeping inside the cage or in rare. Special occasions in the bed with me. (Exceptions: when dad is home!!)
8. Outside the house mommy will never wear panties and will always wear tight dresses showing ass and her cleavage.
9. Everyday there will be a special assignment for mommy. For example: Mommy will wear a vibrator/ dildo in her ass/ pussy during her entire work OR mommy will dildo fuck herself on her office table (completely naked) after every one has left. She will record this on her mobile as an evidence for me; OR by midnight she drive her car through our neighbourhood completely naked; OR Go to a party and then she will kiss me deeply in front of her friends, then she will tell then later that she was just drunk, sleeping next to dad with my cum all over her face Etc etc.
10. Mommy will continue her relationship with dad. But she will not have sex or even kiss him anymore.
11. Mommy will pierce her tongue, nipples and her pussy lips to spice up her sex with me. This will definitely open new ideas to our sex life later on.
12. Every time, mommy disobeys me or makes a mistake, she will be punished severely. Punishment could be any of the following or a combination of the following but not limited to: spanking, public humiliation, public sit-ups (during nights, on the middle of the road), thrashing in public places (ass thrashing with a branch of a tree in a public park on broad daylight), continuous ass fucking, waxings, toilet humiliation etc etc.
13. If we go to any place where nobody recognises us we will behave/ announce as a married couple.
After making up the rules we talked about our future together and also about my dad. We decided when the time is right we will let him know what is happening between us.
I looked into my mom’s eyes and saw a new hope and excitement in her eyes. A hope for a new happy life with me and excited about my plan for her tomorrow.
She hugged me tight and whispered into my ears: “I hope you are ready for your new life with your whore ‘slave mommy’ ”. Then she went on her knees and started sucking my cock. With mom eagerly sucking my cock, I looked into my wrist watch and noticed – its bed time and it’s cum time for mom!!

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My Second Family

My first attempt at erotica, so don’t criticize me too harshly! I loved wiriting this story and was super wet the entire time. I had to fight the urge to play with myself, haha. Clair is a young and somewhat stuck-up college student living with one of her best friends and her family. She knows “Dad” has been peeping, so finally she decides to say something and his reaction is the last thing she expected. At this point, it doesn’t matter what she may or may not want…

Fucking my friend’s mom

“Alicia what are you doing tonight?” I asked my sister.
“Gonna go hang with my friend at his house”
“Think you could slip that by me? What’s his name?” I’ve always been protective of her, and now that she’s 16 there are going to be plenty of guys who are trying to take advantage of her. Even I think she’s hot, and she’s my sister.
“Don’t worry I think he’s gay. Like actually gay. Ya know?”
I was in a hurry, I had no more time to interrogate her.
“Be safe” I yelled as I was walking out the door. I hopped into my lifted F-150 and began to drive. There was this 18 and older night club that just opened up around the corner that I had decided to go to. I stopped by my friend Paul’s house to pick him up, we always winged for each other whenever we would go and creep on girls.
“Sup dude” I said to Paul as he got in my truck. We were driving for a steady 15 minutes when we hit traffic. The fact that the traffic for the night club was a block and a half down was already a good sign, we were gonna fuck some beezy’s tonight without question. I smiled.
“There’s gonna be some fine bitches there tonight” I said to Paul.
“Yeah man I bet, I’m meeting Cindy there though”
“Cindy Taylor? What the fuck man who’s gonna wing for me?”
“Yeah Cindy Taylor, and I can still wing, just not in front of Cindy”
“Are you tapping that at least?”
“Workin on it man”
That was a definite no. Cindy Taylor was a 9 and was way out of Paul’s league, especially because the only two girls he’s fucked were girls that I set him up with. I figured I’d let him try and work it on his own while I approached.
We parked and waited in line for about 30 minutes. By then it was around 10:30 and I was already getting a little bored from waiting in line so long. I even began chatting it up with this fatty in front of me who claimed to be waiting for her boyfriend.
I looked around me and there was a three to one girl to guy ratio. Most of the girls were hot too, this was going to be an easy night for me. There was two main rooms, one had a lounge area with coaches setup in an “L” shape. At the other side of the lounge room was a bar, and they were carding each person that got a drink. Cindy was already half an hour late by the time Paul and I decided to do an approach.
“Fuck in man, she’s gonna be late like this you gotta show her you can get other girls” I said to him. He agreed. We approached two blondes, who were probably wearing the skankiest outfits in the whole place.
“Hey there” I said to the blonde on the left, Paul and I had already pre determined who would get which chick, without even having to talk about it. “Whatcha drinking?”
“Just a long island iced tea” she responded.
“Typical Chick drink” I chuckled. “Lemme get a sip”. She passed the drink over to me and I took a sip, it tasted light shit.
“Couldn’t handle it huh?” She smirked. For some reason chicks are always trying to get guys to prove themselves to them.
“I guess not” I winked at her. “How about you go get us 3 shots of vodka from the bar?” I held out a twenty.
“Oh we’re not 21 hahaha, some guys bought us these drinks”.
“Uh oh! You’re gonna have to make it up to me some how” I smiled. “how about we go dance?” I pointed at the other room which was packed with people dancing. She agreed and we made our way through the crowd. Paul and the other girl remained there talking. We found a tight corner on the dance floor across from the dj. The room was blazing hot and was filled with flashing rave lights. Every few seconds a green light would scan across my face. All of a sudden I smelled nug and looked around me to see who was smoking. I couldn’t find the source so I looked back at my girl who was already teasing me with her ass, shaking it to the beat of the music. I wrapped my hands around her wasted and gave her a sneak peak at what later that night would be like. I noticed a joint in her mouth, it took me a few seconds to realize that was where I smelled the nug. I grabbed it from her mouth and took a few hits then passed it on to a stranger.
“Let him get kicked out for bringing drugs” I said to her. She didn’t seem to mind. We continued dancing. She was wearing brown skin tight booty shorts, and a white skin-tight tank top that seemed to be her substitute for a bra.
“I never got your name” I leaned in to ‘hear better’ as she responded.
“My name’s Joanna”
“Thats a very pretty name Joanna” I smiled at her an leaned in to get my face closer. She leaned too, but as we were about to kiss she touched my lips with her finger and ran it down my chest. She was being a little cock tease, and I had to play back. I grabbed her hand and swung her around so that her back was facing me. We started grinding again and every time she would turn her head back to kiss me I would push it away. Just to tease her I would kiss her neck right after she did that. Eventually we made our way to grinding front to front with our heads less than an inch apart. We were having a staring contest to see which one of us would puss out first. Eventually I caved and kissed her. Once she started kissing back I pulled my head away and smiled. She leaned back in and started passionately making out with me. I ran my hand up and down the small of her back, occasionally sliding it down to grab her ass. She started groping my crotch and I knew what this meant.
I stopped kissing her and lead her in the direction of the lounge so that I could build a little more rapport. A girl needs to feel comfortable before she goes home with a guy, something my dad used to tell me before he passed last year. As we were walking to the lounge some meat head started charging at me. I looked around just to make sure, and everybody was just casually dancing. I let go of Joanna’s hand just incase he was gonna hit me.
“What are you doing you fucking slut? A buddy of mine called me saying he saw you kissing some guy. Is this him?”
“What are you talking about? I was dancing with Ericka and then she ditched me to go with some guy. This guy right here wanted to just keep me company until she came back.”
“Bullshit! You’re lying to me right now Joanna and I’m not gonna tolerate it.” He slapped her with all his power straight across her face. Being a wrestler I went and did a double leg take on on him, lifting him as high as I could. He tried fighting back but I kept serving him punch after punch right to his dome. There was blood all over his face and he was begging me to stop when two security guards jumped on me. My adrenaline overpowered me and before I knew it I was being thrown out the back of the club. I looked at my phone and it was only 10:30. What a bust of a night. I called Paul just to make sure I could leave him and he said it was cool. I got in my car and decided to just call it a night since I was tired to begin with.
When I got home, I was surprised to see my sister’s white jetta still here, I guess she must have decided not to go out. I opened the front door and heard some screaming, it sounded like my sister so I rushed to her door. It was cracked open and there she was, with her tits flopping up and down riding some guy’s dick. I felt a little embarrassed to have witnessed what I did so I went to my room. Outside my window, there was a Black Scion TC with red rims.
‘That’s weird’ I thought to myself. It looked exactly like my best friend Bryan’s truck. I walked to the front door and saw his shoots laying next to my closet. This really pissed me off. I was contemplating whether I should storm in there and kick his ass. I was already tired from one fight tonight though, I decided I’d have to find another way to get him back. I thought about it, I was sort of friends with his sister. I was going to fuck her to get even. I got back in my truck and headed to his house. It was 11:15 and I was hoping that Bryan’s parents were already asleep. I parked a few houses down and picked some berries off a tree near by. All the bedrooms were on the second floor. There were two main windows in the front of the house, and I knew Bryan’s was on the right. The window on the left had the light on, I figured it must be Brett’s little sister Brooklyn. I threw each berry one by one, each one a little harder, until the entire window was splattered in berry puss.
Nobody had opened the window and I was out of berries. Bryan’s house had the same berry tree right next to the front door. I tiptoed close to it and began to pull some berries from it. All of a sudden the front door swung open, and there stood Mrs. Collins in her bra-less night gown.
“Why are you throwing berries at my window?” She asked me, seemingly irritated.
“Oh oops Mrs. Collins, I thought that was Bryan’s window. Is he around?”
“He was supposed to be with you and Paul tonight…. I’m gonna have to give him a call.”
“Oh no! I was actually with them earlier but they decided to get food and I just figured that they would come back here. Do you mind if I wait until they return?”
“Sure, but Mr.Collins is not here tonight. He went on a business trip, and you know his rules about sleepovers while he is away.”
“Got it, thanks Mrs. Collins” I smiled at her. I followed her through the door and up the stairs. She went into her bedroom and shut the door behind her. I walked over to Brooklyn’s bedroom. I heard the music playing loud so I knocked on the door. There was no answer. I opened the door and there was nobody in the room. There is a bathroom directly to the left when you walk through the door, and it was shut. I could hear the shower running. I put my ear up against the door and could hear faint moaning sounds. She must have been fingering herself in the shower. This excited me so I started to rub my dick through my shorts. I put my eye up to the keyhole to see if I could get a peak in. I barely saw a nipple and a boob. I unzipped my zipper and pulled my dick out.
“What are you doing?” Mrs. Collins said, nonchalant as I jumped from being startled. My dick was still hanging out of my shorts.
“Oops haha this thing always pops out. I gotta get my shorts fixed”. My face was bright red from embarrassment.
“If you’re trying to get a better view, come with me.” She walked me to her bedroom and shut the door behind her. She slipped off her robe leaving her topless but still wearing panties.
“She’s been doing this everynight since she was 14, one day Herald was looking for her and could hear her moans, as you did through the door. This was kind of exciting for us, our sex life was getting a little boring so we decided to install a hidden camera in the shower and watch her to spice things up.” She wiggled the mouse on her computer. I still haven’t gotten a glance at her tits because her back was facing me.
All of a sudden, there was naked brook laying down next to her shower with the water running. She had her legs spread with one propped up on the edge of the toilet, and the other on the counter directly next to the toilet. She was rubbing her clit in circles, sometimes really fast and sometimes really slow. She was making faces, like she was pouting. It was almost as if she was trying to hurt herself by furiously masturbating. My dick was bulging in my pants again. I looked away from the screen and there was Mrs. Collins, watching and fingering herself. I love watching girls play with herself, that is definitely something that turns me on. Better yet I got to watch a mother and a daughter both masturbate, two women I know on a personal level.
“Feel free” Mrs. Collins whispered to me. She glanced down at my bulging penis and then smiled.
“Are you sure, Mrs. Collins? You don’t think that’s inappropriate?” I asked her nervously. I was hoping she would turn around to answer my question but her eyes were glued to the screen
“Yes I’m sure, and please, call me Sheila. ” That was all I need to hear. I whooped my dick out and laid on the bed right next to the computer screen. Now I had a view of Sheila and her sideboob while she fingered herself, I positioned myself so that I could glance at the screen and then back at her. This was my erotic fantasy coming true. Brooklyn began shoving all sorts of random shit into her vagina, she started with a comb, and somehow worked her way to forcing a giant shampoo bottle in there. She was fucking herself using the bottle with one hand, while her other hand groped the fuck out of her tit.
Brooklyn’s legs suddenly fell down and she got up and opened the shower door. I could tell Sheila hadn’t orgasmed yet, and I know I certainly had not. This was definitely going to leave me with blue balls.
“You do realize you’re going to have to finish me off right?” Sheila said to me as she slowly removed her hand from her panties and licked each finger one by one making exaggerated sucking noises. I rubbed my eyes just to make sure this reality. When she finished, she got up and jumped on top of me. She was straddling my thighs while pinning me down with her hands. I couldn’t break free even if I had wanted to. She leaned down towards my face and passionately forced her tongue into my mouth, using her tongue to beg for mine in return. My dick was rubbing against her panties, it felt as if it was going to break off and every time she moved I had to flex it just to keep myself from exploding.
‘What the fuck?’ I thought to myself. She was teasing the shit out of me, and I wasn’t just going to stand by and let it happen. I squirmed my way out of her pin and got on top of her, not releasing our passionate kiss for even a split second. Her legs were still straddling my hips, she had one arm wrapped around my neck and the other one was aggressively running through my hair. I began humping her to loosen her grip on the straddle but she wouldn’t budge. I knew I would have to use my wrestling skills to break through, I stuck both my arms under her legs and lifted them up until she couldn’t maintain. I then stepped over her legs so that she was unable to keep me down again.
“Punish me” She said immediately after slapping my ass and digging her nails into my back. I slapped her in the face, and in return she licked her lips seductively while gazing into my eyes practically begging for more abuse. I grabbed her panties from the bottom with my right hand and ripped them off. My dick was already out and pressed against her stomach. I pulled out of our kiss and flipped her around. She squirmed to get back onto her back but I held her down with her face pressed up against the bed with my left hand. My right hand was occupied by continuously slapping her ass cheeks. They were perfect in shape, volume, size, and tightness. She had minor tan lines which were unnoticeable because I had covered her bare ass in my hand prints. She had the perfect body, for a 40 year old, it was better than most 20 year olds I have slept with.
“You liked that?” I whispered into her ear.
“You better fuck me or I’ll turn around and kick your ass.”
“I take no orders from a bitch” I said with a smirk. I shoved my 8 inch dick in between her buttcheeks finding a moist hole begging for my pleasure. The pink slit easily consumed my whole penis. I brutally forced it farther and farther in with each thrust of my hips. I was so caught up in the moment I was nowhere near cumming.
I flipped her back around and forced her to roll back onto her neck with her legs over her head spread wide. I placed my dick into the dark vortex of her asshole, not needing any lubricant because her pussy juices left my dick slicker than wd-40. Tears began rolling down her face.
“Fuck me harder” She begged, I could tell she was holding back screams of pleasure because Brooklyn was only a few rooms down. Gravity hand sunk her giant milf tits back to her neck jiggling each time I thrust my hips into her tight asshole. She easily had DD’s and although they might not have been the perkiest tits, they were not saggy and her areolas were the perfect size.
My balls were up inside my stomach, waiting for me to relax for even a split second so that they could release their load. I was barely half way done. I pulled my dick out and wrapped my legs around face forcing her to clean my dick with her mouth. She gladly cleaned and massaged it, deep throat without gagging.
I pulled my body away from her mouth and she laid there on her back. I slipped my dick back into her vagina while she spread her legs parallel to the bed. Words couldn’t describe how wet her pussy was, her vagina muscles were tightening as if they were trying to keep my dick into place. Her hips started violently thrusting in synchronicity with mine, with ever clash leaving a wet popping sound. The smell of sex surrounded me, I could feel each scent molecule diffuse into the air and up my nostrils and then completely control my body. Our pace was quickening as each second passed.
“IM CUMMING!! FUCK MY CUNT WITH YOUR BIG FUCKING DICK” This was it for me, my dick released about 9 giant spurts into her pussy. As I pulled my dick it I was soaked with a gallon of her womanhood. I collapsed and lay next to her exhausted.
“You okay mom I heard you screaming?” Brooklyn opened the door seeming worried. She looked over and saw me soaked in her mother’s cum with my dick still semi erect.
“Hey….Brook, how’s it goin?” She stormed out of the room crying at what she had just seen.
A couple days past and I hadn’t heard from Bryan. That bitch wound up standing Paul up, but he got to fuck the girl he was talking to earlier that night. Do I feel like I got adequate revenge on Bryan? Of course. That’s what you get for fucking my sister, douche bag.

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