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GT the PT 4 – was feeling optimistic

GT the PT was feeling very optimistic!
It was a year since Tracey was last in the mood for being used as a sex doll – the time in between had seen her very depressed and very confused as to what she was and what she really wanted. Now she knew.
She wanted to be used as a sex doll!!
OK – where to from here?? Simple – go to the local bar dressed to kill, she thought. Someone will be interested.
Little did she know just HOW interested they would be!
Bobby Bright was now the local gang boss. No-one did anything in tbhis area without his OK.
When Tracey shimmied into the very bar where Bobby had stopped for a drink that Tuesday night, dressed in a black leather mini-skirt, braless halter top, Bobby nearly swallowed his ample tongue.
“Who the fuck is that?” he enquired of his lieutenant, Browny, the guy who knew every girl in the area.
“Err. I’ll go find out, Boss,” he said embarrassed.
He grabbed Tracey by the arm and dragged her over to BB’s private booth.
“Let go of me, you black cunt,” said Tracey, suddenly realising that she was surrounded by black people.
“Well,” said BB, “what have we got here – a white bitch with attitude! Strip her!!” he commanded.
Several sets of hands had her naked in less than 10 seconds, standing in front of BB.
“Nice tits. Nice shaved cunt. Turn her around.” He commanded.
She was turned back to him and forced to bend over.
“Nice arsehole,” said BB, “Sit her on my cock.”
“Get fucked you black fuckbrain,” said Tracey defiantly.
“Such racial prejudice,” replied BB, “We must be all together sister as one,” he said smirking.
BB pulled out his 12” night fighter and stroked it to make it hard. Tracey was grabbed by the arms, lifted in the air, and slowly lowered above his impressive prick.
“Make her wet hunny,” he told a girl next to him,”I don’t like dry pussy.”
Mart-Lou obliged – it was easy as the two guys had her legs well apart, held up in the air. She moved into position, grabbed Tracey’s inner thighs, and pushed her tongue into the open slit. It was not long before the slut in Tracey had her wet, juicing Mary-Lou’s lips with her cum. Mary-Lou couldn’t resist and rammed 2 fingers into Tracey’s arse, making her gasp and cum again.
“She likes it all, Boss,” exclaimed Mary-Lou.
“Bring her to me,” commanded BB.
The 2 guys who acted as cranes, lifted Tracey high above BB, holding her legs wide apart.
“Ready Boss?” asked one of them.
BB reached up to grab Tracey’s waist, then slowly forced her down onto his massive, rock hard prick. The head entered her pussy spreading her lips.
Tracey knew that she’d never had anything this big fuck her before, and she panicked and struggled to be free.
“Wriggle my little one,” encouraged BB, “ but it will do you no good. You are MINE!”
With that, he gripped her waist tight and rammed her onto his waiting prick.
She screamed and wriggled, but to no avail – he cock was inside her up to his balls, all 12 inches.
She struggled for breath; he squeezed her nipples as hard as he could; she screamed again; he slapped her hard across the face; she fell forward onto his chest; he smacked her arse cheeks as hard as he could.
Both were actually enjoying the experience!
“You cunt!” she said. “I CAN!” he retorted.
“You, slut, are my slave from now on. I can do whatever I want with you. Fuck you, kill you, sell you – whatever I choose. In fact, to prove my power over you, I will now allow six of my men, and four of my whores, to do whatever they want to you. THEN you will surrender to my every wish.”
“Please no,” she pleaded, “ Make me your special woman and I will make you so happy.”
“Take her,” he instructed to his lieutenant.
She was dragged away screaming and pleading.
The room she was taken to was huge and had rugs and mattresses, sofas and benches everywhere.
She was spreadeagled across a bench by 4 women. They hungrily made her naked and while 2 sucked her nipples, one sucked her pussy, whilst the fourth inserted 2 fingers into her anus, making her first scream, then cum loudly.
They took turns at sucking, fingering, licking and fisting her orifices and brutally squeezing her nipples. They made her scream with pain, with pleasure, made her cum, made her plead, especially when one fisted her cunt whilst another fisted her anus at the same time! This made her cum for many minutes and she squirted her cum everywhere, much to her own surprise, given the pain inflicted on her.
“She’s ready, Boss,” said the main female to BB.
“Good. Good.” Was all he said.
After a few thoughtful minutes, he said, “I don’t want you any more. You’re too easy. You’re a sexual animal, bitch. I have animals you will relate to.” With that he motioned to one of his men, who grabbed her and laid her across what looked like a padded bench. Her arse was stuck up in the air, with her pussy fully exposed and her anus winking for all to see.
“No fucking way, you motherfucker, “ she screamed.
Tracey knew she was helpless and her future looked grim. “Please Boss.” She pleaded. “I can be special for you.”
“Oh you’ll earn me enough to be a special slut,” he snickered.
She heard many excited voices; saw many faces moving around the room; heard some growls. Oh No! A VERY large German Shepherd dog was paraded around the room to the delight of the now 40 odd crowd of people.
Bruno was lead to her rear end. He soon sensed her pussy and began to lick in between her cheeks and into her arse. She whimpered, as his long, rough tongue entered her soft pussy lips, touching her clitty, making her cum immediately. The crowd sensed the action, as did Bruno, who mounted her back, his now uncased 9” hard dick luching forward towards its target. It touched her pussy lips, making her shriek, but not as much as when he missed and found her anal passage! To Bruno, it was all the same.
So he thrust forward, entering her anus with a ‘plop’, the thrusting in and out like a steam train, for several minutes, making Tracey scream, groan, moan and cum several times. She suddenly didn’t care – it felt fantastic!
That was until he shot his load, then forced his huge knot inside her, at which she passed out!
She came to with a male cock fucking her arse. “Suck this,” said another, pushing his hard dick into her mouth. Tracey was only just conscious realising she was NOT in control of her destiny any longer.
She was being used as a cheap whore – a situation she had fantasised that she would enjoy, but the reality was horribly different!
The guys both cum at the same time and were replaced by 2 more hungry sex driven men.
She was used and abused for four days, by at least twenty men and seven lesbian women, when she was dragged before BB, the “Boss”.
“You have been taught a lesson,” he said. “Your husband paid me ten thousand dollars for this service, because he knew that you were sex hungry. If you EVER are unfaithful to him, you belong to ME and I will whore you to the dirtiest, AIDS infected scumbags on this earth. Do you understand?” he asked her.
She said nothing and was slapped by BB’s lieutenant hard across the face.
“Yes!” she screamed, falling to the floor.
Some clothes were thrown on the floor in front of her; she was told to get dressed.
“Now fuck off – and fuck only your husband!” commanded the now echo of a voice.
She was pushed out of a door onto a side alley, actually feeling that she had escaped a worse fate.
“Hi Baby,” said a familiar voice. “ Ready to come home and be a good girl?”

 how good? Only time will tell! 
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Having Anna for Dinner

A brunette girl, who appeared sixteen years old, lay on the floor watching TV with her younger sister, a blonde girl who was six years younger. Their father had lost his job about a year ago and was only recently able to find another. He hadn’t gotten his first paycheck yet, and wouldn’t or several weeks. The brunette propped herself up on her long, thin arms. “Is there anything for dinner today, mom?”
“I’m afraid not, Susan. We don’t have much food left,” their mother called back. They were lucky to have any food at all more than once a week, if they ate that often. Susan laid herself back on the floor. She was very nearly skin and bones by now. She was five-seven and only weighed ninety pounds. She reached over and stroked her younger sister’s hair. She spoke softly.
“It’s okay, Anna. I’m sure you can go next door for something to eat.” Anna was closer to four feet tall, and by now barely weighed sixty pounds. She wasn’t holding up as well as the others, and occasionally would join the neighbors for dinner. Susan assumed that they pitied Anna more than herself because Anna was still so young. Still, Anna protested to the idea.
“They haven’t been giving the rest of you anything. I don’t wanna be the only one eating.” Susan smiled at her sister’s words. They were wasting away. Their father’s last job hadn’t paid very well, and when he was laid off, they were left with no income at all. It only took three months to use the emergency money they’d managed to save up, and two months to use most of their food. Seven months after that realization came, they were barely alive, and not many people were willing to help them out.
The two girls mother came into the room, and Susan announced that she was going to the bathroom. Anna looked at her mother, who sat on the floor next to her. “Anna,” she started off. “I wanted to ask you something.”
“Yes? What is it?” Anna asked. Her mother looked at the floor for several seconds.
“Well, you know we don’t have much food. In fact, we have enough for only one more meal. We’re getting desperate. Your father won’t be paid for a few more weeks yet, and if we don’t get more food, then we might starve to death before that happens,” her mother swallowed hard.
“Are you… asking me to live with someone else?” Anna asked. Her mother smiled sadly.
“Well… I can think of something to get us a little more money in the mean time. If it’s okay with you, I know a woman who’d pay us some money to, well… you know…” she put her hand on Anna’s lap, “touch you.” Anna blinked rapidly. “I’ve been fighting her for months now, trying keep her off you. I’ve been trying to not let things get that desperate, but… I think we’ve lost that fight.”
“Mom, it’s okay. If we need the money, then… She can…” Her mother smiled.
“Are you sure, baby?” Anna nodded. “Well, then I’ll make the phone call.” Her mother gave another sad smile, then walked into the kitchen.
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Later that night, there was a rap at the door. Anna opened it, and greeted a woman who was five foot seven with straight black hair. The woman smiled, her grey eyes looking into Anna’s blue ones. “Hello. Is Heather home?” the woman asked. Anna had almost forgotten how curvy a healthy woman could be.
“Mom’s upstairs in her room,” Anna answered.
“Ah, then you must be Anna. You’re much scrawnier than I remember you being. Have you not been eating? Ah, that must be why Heather finally gave in. Well, we should let her know I’m here,” the woman said. Anna nodded and gestured for her to follow. “Heather,” the woman called when they reached the bedroom.
“Yes,” Anna noticed a twinge of resignation in her mother’s voice. “I see you made it.” She had been sitting on the edge of her bed with her head in her hands. She sighed heavily. “Did you being the money?” The woman walked across the room and handed Heather a stack of money. She stood there and watched as two hundred dollars was counted out in twenties.
Heather nodded, and the woman smiled as Anna led her down to her own room. Once there, the woman picked Anna up off the floor and set her on the bed. That’s when she noticed that Anna’s clothes were tattered and looked like they were several sizes too big. They really were pressed. She pulled Anna’s shirt over her head and saw that there wasn’t much meat on her bones. Poor thing.
She pressed her lips to Anna’s nipples. Her breasts hadn’t begun to develop yet, but the woman wasn’t too concerned. Well-fed or not, they still got hard. She kissed her way up to Anna’s neck. “By the way, my name’s Sarah,” the woman told Anna, before pressing her lips to Anna’s. She took off her own shirt and her bra. She guided Anna’s small hand to her own breasts and made Anna squeeze. “That’s right, we’re going to have fun touching each other tonight.”
She slid her own pants off, revealing she hadn’t been wearing panties. Then she slid Anna’s off of her, and began to rub her clit through the panties she had on. She pressed her lips to Anna’s nipples again, nipping at them with her teeth. She felt Anna getting wet through her panties. Sarah began kissing down Anna’s stomach, coming to a halt at her waist.
She kissed around Anna’s wait, directly above her panties. Then, slowly, she pulled the panties down Anna’s legs. Sarah pressed her lips to Anna’s pussy, pressing her tongue into the young hole. Anna gasped for air, enjoying the sensation. Sarah moved her tongue up toward Anna’s clit, pressing down on it and moving her tongue all over it. Anna began moaning.
Sarah reached up and began pinching one of Anna’s nipples, still giving her oral pleasure to the young girl. Anna began pushing Sarah’s head into her pussy, not wanting her to stop. Sarah moved her tounge faster, working between Anna’s pussy and her clit. It didn’t take long before Anna started screaming. Before long, Anna was having her first orgasm.
“Now, my young bitch, you get to do the same thing to me,” Sarah said, pulling her head from between Anna’s legs. She removed her own panties, and lay on the bed, her legs spread wide for Anna. Hesitantly, Anna pressed her lips to Sarah’s pussy, and began using her tongue to play with Sarah’s clit. Sarah moaned, “That’s right, please my cunt, little bitch. You’re gonna be my whore tonight.”
Sarah took Anna’s hand, guiding it to her pussy. After a second or two, Anna inserted one finger, then two. She moved them around inside Sarah’s cunt, and Sarah moaned louder, enjoying the feeling. “That’s right, now, put them in my ass,” Sarah moaned. Anna did as she said, and Sarah arched her back, gasping for breath. Anna continued to work on her clit, and Sarah moved her hips in rhythm with Anna’s fingers.
It was nearly ten minutes like this before Sarah had an orgasm of her own. She pulled Anna up to her, kissing her on the mouth. Sarah grabbed Anna’s young ass, massaging each cheek. “We’re just getting started, you little whore. Come on, grind your little cunt against mine,” she said. Anna did, and both girls started moaning. After a few minutes grinding, Sarah stopped Anna, saying “Alright, we’re gonna do something else now.”
Sarah positioned herself so that her waist slid between Anna’s legs, rubbing their pussies together. “Yeah, that’s right, whore, we’re gonna do this until we both orgasm again,” Sarah instructed. Anna was screaming with pleasure now, her little body shaking. Sarah was breathing hard, rubbing her nipples. Anna was using her fingers to rub her clit. A few minutes later, both girls had orgasmed, and were laying on the bed catching their breath.
They were laying on the bed facing each other, Sarah groping Anna’s ass, and Anna playing with Sarah’s breast. They were kissing when Heather walked through the door. Sarah smiled at the woman, who looked at the floor. “Your daughter’s quite good, Heather. You should be proud of her ability to please a woman.” Heather said nothing. Sarah stood up and grabbed her clothes, walking out the door. “You look after that girl. She’s sweet enough to eat,” she said in a soft voice to Heather.
Heather looked at the floor for several moments after Sarah had turned the corner. “How much money did she give you, mom?” Anna asked, still naked and sitting on the bed.
“Two-hundred dollars,” Heather said quietly. “Enough to buy something to eat for a few days.”
“That’s more than we’ve had in a while,” Anna stated factually. “Why aren’t you happy about that?”
“I don’t like the idea of having to whore out my daughter to get money,” Heather told her. “It’s late, you should get some sleep,” she added, closing the door. Heather walked into her bedroom and lay down next to her husband. He had gone to sleep before Sarah had shown up, and didn’t know what had happened. He looked healthier than the rest of them, as his job was providing him with a free lunch.
Heather was awake for nearly an hour thinking about everything that had happened. The family’s finances had caused her to let a pedophile have sex with her daughter. They were likely going to starve to death if her husband’s job didn’t pay soon. All she had gotten that evening was two-hundred dollars. That’d feed them for a while, but it would go farther if…
Sarah’s last words before departing played in her mind. “She’s sweet enough to eat,” Sarah had said. No, it wasn’t literal. It’s just an expression, and besides, cannibalism would be worse. No, she just had to forget about today and make the money last as long as possible. It’d only be a few weeks before her husband’s job came through.
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Three days later, Heather and her husband were sitting in the living room. His head was in his hands, and he was almost crying. He’d been laid off again. “I guess I’ll just have to try a couple towns over, see if there’s anything for me there,” he said in desperation. “Might have to send Anna to live somewhere else…”
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As the family slept, Heather walked into Anna’s room. She looked at her frail little girl. The family looked a bit healthier from the money Sarah had given them, but Anna couldn’t last through that again. She’d be devastated if she had to live with anyone else, and the remainder of Sarah’s money would last longer if there was one less person to feed.
Sarah’s words played through her head again. “She’s sweet enough to eat.” Anna woke up then, and looked confused at her mom. “What’s up, mom?” she asked softly. Thinking quickly, Heather replied.
“Oh, I was just wondering… a few days ago, did you like what happened?”
“Kind of. I mean, it felt good, what she did. Why, do we need to do it again already?”
“No, I was just wondering, sweetie.” Anna looked at her for a second before sitting up further, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a top.
“Did you wanna try it, then?” she asked. Heather stared for a second before making up her mind. She walked over to her daughter and put her hand between Anna’s legs. It turned out that Anna wasn’t wearing anything while she slept. She began to kiss her daughter’s lips. She told herself that what she was about to do was for the best.
She heard her husband walking down the hall, closely followed by Heather. She looked at Anna’s clock. Yeah, it was time for her husband to leave for the next job hunt, and Heather would be dropped off at school along the way. Heather was to take Anna to her school before too long. She’d have all day to do what needed to be done.
Heather returned to kissing her daughter, and pushed Anna onto her back. Holding Anna down with her body, Heather reached into the drawer of Anna’s night stand – her craft drawer, in which, there was a knife. She pulled that knife out of the drawer. Heather pulled her daughter into a sitting position, and used one hand to begin grabbing her ass. With the other hand, she stabbed her daughter through the chest.
Still locking lips with her mother, Anna’s body went still and limp. Heather began to cry, holding her daughter’s body close. After a few minutes, she stood up and carried Anna down the stairs and to the kitchen, where she began her work. Now holding back the tears, Heather selected one of the steak knives from her drawer, and started to slice her daughter’s meat from her bones. After nearly an hour of careful cutting, she had left no meat at all on the bones.
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As dinner time rolled around, Susan and her father sat down at the table. As was the family custom, Heather brought out their plates. “We have some meat tonight. Dear, I know how much you like breast meat, so I made sure to get you some,” Heather said, putting a plate holding a slice of the promised meat, accompanied by a scoop of mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables in front of her husband. “And for you, sweetheart, since you like Sirloin, I hope you appreciate the effort of preparing it,” she commented, setting Susan’s plate in front of her. Her meat was, as her fathers, accompanied by potatoes and vegetables.
“And what’s the occasion for this?” her husband asked, looking at the food.
“Just a little ritual, hoping that you’ll get a new job soon,” Heather said, a smile on her face.
“Hey, mom, where’s Anna?” Susan asked, looking at the empty chair normally reserved for her sister.
“Anna’s was invited to dinner elsewhere,” Heather answered before going into the kitchen for her own plate. Behind the closed door, Heather took a deep, ragged breath before gathering her dinner. She had taken care to prepare the meat from Anna’s vagina for her own meal. She looked at the plate she’d prepared herself, and tenderly placed a garnish of parsley on what once was her daughter’s pussy. Having calmed down, she took her place at the dinner table, and upon sitting down, her husband insisted on saying Grace.
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While her husband and Susan slept, Heather went out to a tree in the back yard. In her night gown and wearing a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, she shivered in the wind. She wiped away tears from her face and looked at some freshly turned earth. This was Anna’s final resting place. Heather had taken care to break the bones until they were unidentifiable, and then buried them here.
Though not a proper funeral, she had been as ceremonious as she was able, and had buried many tears along with her daughter. Now, though, she pleaded with Anna to not hate her. On this cold and windy night, Heather could hear lightning in the distance, and stayed, crying, on the spot, asking repeatedly for Anna’s forgiveness and understanding. When the rain began to fall, Heather stood up, quite shakily, and began to walk toward her home. She took one last look at her daughters grave, and entered her home.

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Fantasm

Tommy Gets his Slave 4

This is a story that exist in a universe where slavery was not abolished and blacks are still property; it takes place in modern times. If this offends or use of the N word offends you then do not read this story.

Fantasy

Impossible Desires

My name is Tyler, this is a personal fantasy of mine. It is written in the perspective of a 16 year old Sophomore.

Fantasy

The Life and Times of an Expatriate, Chap 9-10

This is a story of a widower rediscovering young love overseas. It is not pure, graphic sex continuously. Some chapters do not even contain any sexual matter. But it does build to a strong finish that should satisfy the reader. This is my first written story of this type, so constructive feedback is appreciated.

Fantasm

Phone sex is not good enough

Mandy just got back from shopping. She slammed the door hastily and ran to the window to see if the strange car, that had been following her from the local supermarket, was still in view. She looked around trying to scan the area for the black mercedes that had, not so discreetly, been tailing her for the past 20 minutes. When she was satisfied that it was nowhere in sight, she sat on the sofa and sighed with relief. The same car had been tailing her for the past week and she wasn’t sure why. She had also been getting anonymous phone calls where she would hear heavy breathing and they would just hang up.
Mandy was a slim, red-haired girl with blue eyes and freckles covering most of her perfectly proportioned body. She had a pretty boring life. She worked in a bank and lived with her 16 year old son, Matt. Although she was 38, she had only been with 3 men and was now quite shy when it came to men. She had recently taken up a new night job at a local call centre which paid well and gave her a chance to express her fantasies and sensualities. She was still getting used to the idea of phone sex but she quite enjoyed that it was anonymous yet it gave her so much satisfaction. It was perfect since she was too shy whenever she had to talk to a guy in person and she could use the money for Matt’s education. She had now mastered the seductive voice which she used to entice the male or female callers. It had been only a month since she started and she felt she was becoming more aggressive and imaginative with the callers.
With the thought of the strange car still in her mind, Mandy quickly changed. She kissed Matt goodnight and told him that the babysitter would be there in a few minutes. Matt meant everything to her, she didn’t usually leave him alone but she was late for her shift at the call centre.
The first caller of the evening sounded somewhat familiar but she had already noted that there were quite a few regular callers. Mandy used the nick name Red-hot. She answered the call as she usually did in her seductive voice, husky but almost a whisper and the conversation immdediately steamed up:
“This is Red-hot. How can I serve you today?”
“Red-hot, tell me what you’re wearing?”
“I’m wearing a tight black lace bra with a matching tiny g-string, and a black garter belt holding up my fish-net stockings”
“That sounds sexy. But you’re lying to me you slut! You’re wearing a red sweater and a black skirt.”
Mandy was surprised. The caller knew what she wearing. He was watching her!
“Who are you and how do you know what I’m wearing? How do you know me?” Mandy managed to keep her voice steady but she was scared.
“Oh I know you very well Red hot Mandy!”
Mandy was growing impatient. Was someone playing a joke on her? The caller knew her name….thats not possible!
“Listen Mandy, you whore, you’re going to listen good and then obey all the instructions you’re about to hear.”
“You’re crazy!” Mandy shouted “I’m going to hang up!”
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you Mandy. I’m sure you wouldn’t want anything to happen to little Matt!”
“Matt! You’ve got Matt. You’re lying, how do you know my son?”
“Shut up bitch!” he yelled. “You want proof?”
Mandy heard Matt’s voice in the background. “Ma, mummy he’s hurting me!” She froze. Her face went pale and she fell back into her chair. She swallowed hard as she tried to find her voice. “Don’t hurt him, please! I’ll do what you say. Just don’t hurt him!”
“Thats more like it! Now Mandy do you remember our conversation yesterday? I used the nick name Well-hung. You said you would make me feel good, you described every detail of what you were going to do to me. Well you’re going to make that a reality.”
Mandy tried to think back but her mind was blank. She was only thinking of Matt.
“You have to remember everything you said, down to the last detail. And Mandy if you miss something or decide not to play along, say good bye to Matt.”
“I’ll do it. Just don’t hurt him. Please leave him alone. I’ll do what you say.”
“Meet me at Beach Motel at 2am, Room number 24C. And if you’re good, I may just send Matt back home!”
He hung up and Mandy was left in a panic. She was pacing around her cubicle trying to figure out what to do. How could this happen? Her thoughts were disturbed by her cell phone ringing. She quickly answered and heard Becky, the babysitter, who asked if she was still supposed to be babysitting this evening. Becky had gone to Mandy’s house and could not find Matt. Mandy could barely answer. It was confirmed….Matt had been kidnapped.
Mandy was feeling suffocated and tears streamed down her cheeks. She placed her head in her hands and was trying to overcome the feeling of total helplessness.
She finally managed to pull herself together, only to realise that she couldn’t possibly remember what she had said to the caller, with nick of “Well-hung”, the previous day.
She felt even worse. How was she going to save her son? She tried desperately to think back to that call but she was too tense. Then she remembered that Jan, her supervisor, had suggested that she tape some of her calls so she could listen to them later and find ways to improve.
She opened her draw and frantically searched for the tape containing the previous day’s calls.
After listening to the tape, Mandy felt ill as she realised the obscene and disgusting things she would have to do to save her son. But she had no choice.
When she finally reached the motel, she was so afraid that she thought she would collapse. She had to think of Matt. She had to do ANYTHING to make sure he was safe.
Room 24C was unlocked. As she walked in, she heard a voice say “Its show time Mandy, and make it good!”
She kept recalling the taped telephone conversation so she’d remember what to do. She looked at the man standing in the corner of the room. He was short and had a thick mop of brown. He was dressed in a robe and the dim lighting made it difficult for her to get a good look at his face.
She placed her back on the stand beside the bed. She turned towards him and removed her red sweater and skirt and placed it next to her bag. She standing in front of him wearing a pink training bra and matching boy legs. She opened her flowing red hair, and let it fall around her shoulders. She could feel his eyes on her. She got down on all fours and crawled towards him. Then she knelt in front of him and opened his robe belt. His robe fell open. He was naked. He was very hairy and though he wasn’t fat, he wasn’t muscular either. She reached out and grabbed his 6 inch dick which was surrounded by brown pubic hair that was so thick it almost complelely covered his balls. She moved her head closer to take his dick into her mouth. he smelt of urine and sweat. Mandy felt sick but she just kept doing what she had said during the taped call. She stroked his dick and sucked at the same time and could hear his moans. When he was fully erect, she stood up and removed her panties while trying to spit out whatever of his pubic hair had remained in her mouth. She now only had her bra on and she turned around with her back to him and bent over, resting her hands on the bed. He was staring at her ass and the pink pussy flesh that he was about to ravage. She heard the man move towards her and grab hold of her hips. His dick plunged into her pussy with a sharp thrust. She yelped then began moving her hips in rhythm as he jerked and thrust. He reached over and unhooked her bra, letting it fall. He put his hands loosely over her tits so he could feel them move as he thrust. The man was enjoying watching her tiny ass move. She was so tight. When he stopped, she mechanically turned around and lay on the bed, looking up at him. He straddled her chest and grabbed her firm, perky tits. He placed his dick between her tits and squashed them together as he stimulated her pink nipples with his thumbs. Mandy could feel the sticky wetness on her chest and his weight on her was almost too much. She tried to breathe shallowly while he moved wildly on her chest. Mandy was a like a robot that had been programmed. She tried not to think or feel as she let this stranger use her for his pleasure. He finally stopped and she automatically lifted her legs and pulled them to her chest. The man pulled her towards him and shoved his dick into her tight, unyielding asshole. Mandy felt extreme pain and she had tears in her eyes for the first time during this horrible ordeal. She couldn’t help yelling as he thrust deeper, but this seemed to encourage the man even more. His thrusts became quicker and more intense. Mandy bit her lips and held onto her legs tightly, praying that it would be over soon. She felt her breasts moving wildly on her chest, which was still sore from her tit fucking. Mandy heard his screams and moans and he yelled “I’m cumming!” He released his hot cum into her ass and stared at her gaping asshole as he pulled his dick out.
Mandy knew that wasn’t the end. She lay there, letting him watch as the cum dripped from her ass. She scooped up the falling cum and rubbed it over her pussy and ass. She rubbed and clit and inserted two fingers into her pussy. She continued until she was moving in slo writhing movements and her breathing became deeper and harder. She periodically moved one hand across her erect nipples and squeezed her tits. Mandy arched her back and sighed loudly as she pretended to cum.
She looked over at the man, watching him rub his almost erect dick. She crawled over to him and sat on the chair next to him. He stood in front her and violently pulled her hair so that her head tillted backward, away from him. He placed his dick on her chest and she held her tits together around his dick as he tit fucked her violently and painfully. He finally shot his cum onto her neck and face with an explosive and satisfied scream.
As he moved away she saw a figure from the corner of her eye. There was someone else in the room. Mandy tried to look again, only to find that it was Matt, smiling and walking towards her as she lay there naked and covered with cum.
“He was right Mum. You are a total whore!” Matt shouted as he approached his mother. “You fucked him like a pro. How about giving me a taste?” Matt was already undressing.
Mandy couldn’t believe it. What was going on? Matt was talking to the man who had just fucked her, as if they were buddies.
“Hey Jake. What do you think of my mum?” Matt asked the man. “She’s one hot mumma!” Jake replied as he held Mandy down so Matt could have his turn.
“Matt! You’re ok! Whats going on? What are you doing?” Mandy was confused.
“You’re one slow bitch! Don’t you get it? Jake and I planned this together. I’ve wanted to fuck you for such a long time. I’ve seen you naked so many times, through a gap in the door or the bathroom keyhole. But now watching you get fucked has made me so horny.”
“Matt what’s come over you? Whats wrong with you? I’m your mother! Stop this at once! How could you do this to me?”
“Are you done whining mum? Cos I’m ready to fuck you till you scream!”
Mandy was so hurt. She started screaming uncontrollably. Jake smacked her across her face and held her down. Matt helped him tie her hands and legs so that they were spread wide apart. “Now if you want to live sweetheart, you’d better do as we say” Jake yelled.
Matt was already naked with his face buried in mum’s pussy, licking, sucking nad slurping hungrily. Jake stood over Mandy’s face and lowered his ass onto her mouth. “Suck me Bitch!” he yelled as he rocked his ass back and forth on her face. Mandy could smell and taste his shit, it made her nauseous.
Matt was sticking his fingers in and out of her pussy and ass. He was taking his time, exploring her body. “Oh mumma, I wanna cum in your pussy! I wanna fuck you” He positioned his dick at her pussy lips and pushed till he could feel her warm, soft insides surrounding his dick. “OH YES!” he screamed as he managed to insert his entire dick into her pussy. He was moving in and out of her with slow deliberate thrusts. “I’m fucking you mummy. Can you feel me!” Matt was cumming. His body jerked and spasmed and he collapsed onto his mother. “Oh fuck! That was better than I ever dreamt!”
“Ok Becky, you can come out!” Matt yelled. Becky emerged, already naked and eager. She climbed on top of Mandy and started touching her. Rubbing her tits and stroking her pussy. By this time Jake was hard and he wanted to cum. He rammed his dick into Becky’s pussy. Unlike Mandy, Becky’s ass was plump and round. Jake watched as her ass cheeks trembled with his movement. After a few thrusts he couldn’t contain himself. He came, squirting his cum into Becky’s fat pussy.
Becky was short and fat. There were visible fat rolls round her stomach and her whole body jiggled with each of her movements. Her large tits were hanging below her chest and she swung them over Mandy’s face. “I know you wanna lick them” Becky said as she stuffed one of her tits into Mandy’s mouth. Becky was playing with her own pussy, she was wet. She pushed her fingers into her pussy. They were covered with her pussy juice and Jake’s cum. She pushed her fingers into Mandy’s mouth and laughed as Mandy started to gag.
Becky wanted to cum. She sat on Mandy’s face and pinched her tits so that she opened her mouth. She began vigorously rubbing her pussy on Mandy’s mouth. Jake and Matt watched in awe as Becky moved on Mandy’s face, her tits jerking and bouncing. Becky was still pinching Mandy’s nipples. “Oh Shit! Oh God! Its coming! AAAaaaaah! Becky came on Mandy’s face. Jake and Matt watched with dropped jaws, they were ready to fuck again.
“Mum, I want you to watch me fuck Becky” Matt lay down next to Mandy on the bed and motioned for Becky to sit on top of him. Becky lowered herself onto his dick and began screaming and jumping up and down agressively. She was shaking her tits wildly and rubbing them while she fucked him. She used one hand to rud her clit and with the other she reached over played with Mandy’s pussy. Mandy was horrified, she was watching her son fuck the babysitter. Becky and Matt came in unison, intense and passionate. Matt pulled Becky towards him and sucked on her breasts till she screamed.
They caught their breath and looked down at Mandy, who was now exhausted. “I think I’ll untie her before I fuck her one last time” Jake said. “Let’s see if she can put up a fight.”
Matt agreed and helped him untie Mandy’s hands and legs. Jake immediately grabbed Mandy by the hips and stuck his dick deep into her ass. Mandy tried to scream but she didn’t have the energy. She tried to push Jake away with her aching hands. She then tried kicking her legs wildly but it only made Jake more determined. “Oh, a fiesty one!” Jake yelled with excitement. He was thrusting with his whole body weight. He was panting and sweating as he came. “Fuck Mandy, you’re wasting your time with phone sex baby. You’re the best fuck I ever had.”

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Tommy gets his slave 3

This is a story that exist in a universe where slavery was not abolished and blacks are still property; it takes place in modern times. If this offends or use of the N word offends you then do not read this story.

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Blondie (part 1 )

another story for me. at times i will post mostly my stories that i write. Sometimes i will post stories i have gotten over the years. I will proof read them, fix grammer and spelling and then post them. some people think they are stolen from others but they are not. they were given to me by the author and i have there permission to post them after the changes. all my stories will have ” by me” in the title they ones i wrote. I will also sometime add a new charter to another authors to continue it for i felt it needed more. please enjoy them as they were written for your enterainment and pleasure. thanks and remember to vote.

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Our liberating holiday – part 1

This is a story I am still in the process of finishing. I have realised that it is very long so I have decided to break it up into parts. Please read them in part order otherwise there will be no flow. These are purely my fantasies, stories I dream up and hope you enjoy as I share them. As always criticisms good and bad always appreciated but remember I am no professional writer and I have no one to proof read except myself. Adverts not welcome nor appreciated in the comments box.

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Paige’s Life: The Game (2)

Just a few minutes after Tyler and Ava left the room and told Paige to wait for further orders, the butler walked in. He was holding a large, silver plate, which he put down on the table, three feet away from Paige. He didn’t even look at the girl, but walked straight out of the room again, closing it behind her. Paige got up and looked at the plate. There was a bunch of clothes, with a letter on it. ‘Paige’, it said.
Paige opened the folded letter and started to read. Dear Paige,
We’re terribly sorry we can’t tell you this in person, but you might want to have some time for yourself after reading our plan. You’re life is gonna change, Paige. A lot. Anyway, first things first. Please undress and put the clothes on P gave you. They are kinda revealing, but you don’t mind that, do you? You certainly did not during prom last year, you naughty little Elf. So, when you put your own clothes off and the new ones on, you can read on.
Paige, still scared of the gun behind pointed at her earlier on this day, decided to put on the clothes. She looked around if there was no one spying on her, and quickly took of her shirt. She threw it on the floor, bend over a little and pulled down her panties to the ground. She stepped out of them and kicked them towards her shirt. Quickly she took the clothes on the plate and layed them down on the couch. It was not much, but it was better than the panties she had been wearing all of yesterday and tonight. She grabbed the new panties from the couch and took them on. Wearing the panties, she picked up the bra and put it on as well. It was perfect, they even knew her size. A shiver went through Paige’s body, as she thought of the other things Tyler and Ava probably knew. The last part of clothing was a satin see-through sleeping dress, white, just as the rest. She put it on, and quickly picked up the letter again, being extremely curious about what was in there.We now assume you are wearing the new clothes. Good. How are they? I hope you like them, you’re gonna wear them later as well. So, let’s get to the point. Like I already said, we’ve brought you here because of your perfect body and your cute little face. And, like I said as well, no one of us is going to rape you. Although
 There is a slight similarity between rape and the thing you’re gonna do. You see, we want to enjoy your body. That pretty much means we want to enjoy your body having sex. Not with us, in this stage of the game. Yes, you can see it as a game. You can win it, but it’s gonna take a while. A long while. If you don’t play, you loose and really bad things are going to happen. So, you don’t really have a choice. The game exists of many different in-game challenges. The rules are simple: do whatever we tell you to, on your own way, and you will be generously rewarded. But fail, and we will punish you. And I think you’re not kinky enough to like most of our punishments
 I hope you get it, and you’re willing to play. If so, walk out of this room to the basement. It’s our playroom, as it were. I hope to see you there!
Ava & Tyler
Paige, still standing up, plumped down on the couch and put her hands on her face. She thought deeply. Why was this happening to her? She had so many questions. She could run
 No, they knew where she lived, they knew everything! It wouldn’t help a thing, just make it worse. There was only one option: going to that basement and hope for the best. She stood up, threw her old clothes on the plate and laid the letter on top. With a little less doubt, she stepped towards the door, opened it and walked through the enormous hallway. Just one time her eyes drifted off to the front door, but she knew she shouldn’t go there. Paige turned left, towards the basement. As she walked off the stairs and came to the door, she doubted for just one more second, but resolutely knocked twice on the wooden doorway.
When Ava told Paige to enter the room, she opened the door and stepped inside. She didn’t see much, because the room was only lit by two dimmed dark red lights. The only thing she saw, was that she was not the only one in the room who changed clothes. First, she looked at Tyler, standing between her and Ava. He was only wearing a leopard print thong and a necktie. “Come on, we won’t bite”, he whispered. Paige gently took a few steps forward, holding her see-through sleeping dress with both hands, as Tyler stepped away. Paige saw Ava. She couldn’t help thinking the woman was so beautiful, especially now she saw she was just wearing an incredibly short skirt, with probably nothing under it. Her big boobs were totally visible, something Paige didn’t expect. “You can look at them”, Ava said. “It’s ok.”
Ava stood up from the chair she was sitting in, and walked over to Paige. “My God, girl, you look terrific in that dress. It makes your shape come out even better”, she said. Paige felt pretty uncomfortable and still tried not to stare at Ava’s perfect boobs. “You see”, Ava continued, “we’re just feeling good wearing as few clothes as possible.” “I figured”, Paige replied. “Ah, she talks. Great!”, Tyler said, while taking a seat on the huge couch in the back of the basement. He started to flip through a magazine with two naked kissing girls on the cover. Ava stepped over to Paige, walked half a circle around her and grabbed her hips from the back. Paige didn’t know what to do, and decided not to do anything at all. “I assume that you being here means you’re willing to play our little game?” she said. “Seem like I don’t have a choice, do I?” Paige answered. She turned around, facing Ava, and asked: “So, this game
 What do you want me to do?”
Ava didn’t expect Paige to be so easily willing to do whatever she would tell her to, so she had to think about what to say for a few seconds. “Ah, the first task. I’m glad you’re so eager to begin!” Ava replied. “The first task is
 Let’s say it’s an easy one. I didn’t expect you wanted to start rightaway, but why not. First of all, you need some new clothes. Follow me.” Ava walked over to another part of the basement, with Paige following her, and opened a huge walk in closet. Dozens, hundreds of sexy and cute outfits became visible when Ava switched on the light. “For the first tasks”, she said, “I’m going to tell you what to wear. Later on in the game, you might be able to pick your own clothes.” Paige nodded and waited for Ava to get something for her to wear. Ava walked through the closet a few times, kneeled and took a pair of jeans out of a box. Then she walked to the other end, grabbed a shirt, a long coat and a scarf and walked back to Tyler. Paige patiently followed her, and heard Ava ask Tyler: “What do you think?” Tyler looked at the clothes, didn’t say anything and went back on watching the pictures of the kissing girls.
“That’s a go”, Ava said. Here, put them on. She gave Paige the clothes and took place next to Tyler on the sofa. “Right here?”, Paige asked. “Of course. Believe me, we’ve seen young girls’ bodies before”, Tyler murmured. As soon as Paige turned her back at the two and started taking off the dress, Tyler stopped looking at the magazine and watched Paige’s moves carefully. Paige had now taken off the dress and bent forward to pick up the jeans. She quickly put them on, they fit perfectly again, and she noticed the pants were ripped. Her knees were visible through the holes, and there were huge rips at her left thigh and right butt cheek, both easily as big as a baseball. She kneeled, picked up the shirt and took it on. She also put on the jacket, and at that moment, Ava threw her pair of black high heels towards Paige. Without saying a word, she took them on as well, and Ava came walking towards her. She pulled the pants to see if they were tight enough, and unbuttoned the upper two buttons of Paige’s shirt, making her quite firm boobs jumping out a little bit. “That’ll do”, Ava said. “Now, are you ready to hear what the task is?” “Fire away”, Paige said. She just wanted to know how bad it was as soon as possible. Tyler now stood up and walked towards an Apple keyboard. He pressed a few buttons and a huge screen lit up on the only empty wall in the basement. Paige saw a train station, with a train just leaving.
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Hell on Earth

This is a very gruesome story! Do NOT read if you’re not into snuff, vomit, and penises many times bigger than little girl.