Humiliation

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Chain of Mistakes: Day One

So this is my first posting so please be gentle. Real gentle. My sick mind has an ability to finally express itself. This might just be a one shot if not many of you like it. The beginning is incase I want to continue it.

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Unwanted: Part 7

Tiffany and Jon are currently at school with their friends. It has been a while since they have had sex and both of them are a little restless.

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Thanksgiving To Get Her

Half a year has passed since I lost my virginity to a distant aunt that is actually a year younger than me at the 4th of July. I hear she will be at our big Thanksgiving Day weekend family gathering. I hope I can find a way to get some time alone again with her. (This is a sequel to the free story “By The Rocket’s Red Glare”)

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Step Daughters’ Desire chapter 7

Frank uses Diann and starts her training as a sex slave. She is raped by the family dog, fucked in all her holes, swallows cum and gets spanked beaten tied, gagged and blindfolded. She is forced to orgasm multiple times with vibrators, dildo, fucking machine.

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NAKED LEGAL 1: Beginning

A brilliant, aggressive woman attorney is disbarred. However, her disbarment becomes an opportunity to be truly fulfilled by continuing to work in the legal field while serving as the firms slut.

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The Peeper

Three jocks decide to punish a girl who’s been selling pictures of their girlfriends to a porno mag.

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“RUNAWAY” Chapter 10 “Feeling The Pain”

Holly, continues her journey by the name Sammi Shepherd, hitchhiking across the country facing the dangers any teen might encounter while trying to establish a new identity and life for herself. She also must face the memories of the forced sex and violence, Roger mom’s boyfriend does or arranges done to her. The other chapters to this story and my other stories are here: https://www.sexstories.com/profile269763/brokenwing

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Broken Birds, Part 2, Breaking Susan

Part 2
Breaking Susan
Beth, Rachael and her two daughters Lynne and Susan disappeared the day after Michael and Beth became lovers.
That same day, eight personal injury lawsuits were filed against Beth’s attackers, another against the hospital, another against the college as Beth’s rape was one of many that had been covered up, a divorce petition was filed in the name of Rachael Walsh, slander suits against those who had sullied Michael’s reputation, criminal charges of rape against Rachael’s husband for the rape of both Lynne and Susan and an “accounting” suit against Rachael’s husband for misuse of Rachael’s and the girls’ trusts. All the hidden accounts found by the forensic accountant over the past nine months were frozen.
The investigators had found hidden skeletons on all the families. Each of the attacker families had been thoroughly investigated. Child pornography, incest, statutory rape, theft, spousal abuse, alcohol-fueled accidents, cover-ups. Each family had at least one secret exposed to public scrutiny. All part of Frank’s ingenious plans.
The filings seemed to unlock a cellar of secrets. Over the next several weeks, other victims of the eight attackers filed rape charges. Civil suits followed shortly.
The suits were specific and graphically detailed – exactly the type of salacious news people love. By the time a gag order was issued to prevent public disclosure of the claims, it was too late. The Internet hummed with the claims and speculation. By the evening of the day of the initial filings, each of the families was forced into hiding beneath their manicured walls.
Beth’s revenge was only beginning.
While the criminal cases against Beth’s attackers had languished seemingly with the consent of the judges, the publicity forced them to conduct the cases properly.
The families of the attackers became public pariahs. Children from the families had to leave school as they were taunted, attacked and shunned.
The charges led to state and federal investigations and charges. The President of the college was fired as more and more suits were filed alleging frat house rapes and misconduct with girls as young as 10.
Tim O’Donnell’s security firm provided Michael and Peter with around the clock security. He also had 16 men providing security for Beth, Rachael, Lynne and Susan. Even Michael did not know where they were as he might inadvertently disclose the location by doing something stupid like researching the location on his computer. According to Tim, a contract was out for all four of them. He had not heard of any threat against Michael or Peter, but it was best to be careful.
After about a month, several of the attackers made deals as the spotlight on the case forced the judges to move the cases along.
Thomas Walsh was sentenced to 7 years in prison as he had organized the rape and had ripped Beth’s teeth out. With good behavior he could be out in @5 years. Then his sisters filed additional rape charges against him.
The girl responsible for Beth’s internal damage would never go to trial. She died of an overdose after enduring incredible public scorn and fury.
Three of the other boys got 5 years each, but would not be eligible for parole until after 3 years.
Each time, Michael had approved the deal.
The remaining three could not reach a plea bargain so it went to trial. Michael knew that this was the critical item. If Beth had to come out of hiding, she was vulnerable. As strong as she had seemed the morning he had sent her into hiding, a good defense attorney could destroy her emotionally on the stand. And the three attackers had the best.
Prior to trial, the judge held an evidentiary hearing. The defense vigorously attacked the forensics, sneering at the small town lab, citing the FBI as the leading authority. After tricking the County lab technician into admitting a possible error, the defense lawyer returned to his chair exultant. Now it would require Beth to testify.
Peter had become associate counsel for the case at the request of the prosecution, though. He did not want Beth exposed either.
“Mr. Lawson. You just said you might have accidentally contaminated one sample. Do you believe you contaminated the one sample?” Peter asked.
“No sir.” The technician said firmly.
“How can you be sure?”
“I compared the results with the FBI crime lab in Washington DC. The results are identical.”
“Objection. Hearsay.”
“Sustained.”
Peter smiled.
“Is there someone here who can talk about the FBI results?”
“Yes sir,” he said firmly, “Mr. Jacobs there.” He pointed to an older man sitting three rows from counsel’s table.
“Objection. We were not given notice.”
Peter smiled. “Your honor, to the contrary. Mr. Jacobs was disclosed as a witness for the defense!” He was holding up the witness list that an over enthusiastic, young defense lawyer had put on the witness list. He had never spoken with Mr. Jacobs, a cardinal error.
“Counsel. I want to see you in chambers.” The judge said firmly as the courtroom buzzed. Peter, the district attorney and four-defense counsel followed the judge into his chambers.
The news of the FBI lab confirming the results was flashed all over the Internet. Regardless of what the judge did, the attackers had been convicted in the court of public opinion.
The recess was lengthy. It was nearly two hours later when Peter appeared and motioned Michael over.
“They’ll take the same deal we gave the others. 5 years. Is that OK with you?” Peter asked.
Michael nodded. Relief flooded him as they took the attackers into custody.
That part, at least was over.
Within a week the civil suits against the attackers and the college had been settled with a very strict secrecy agreement. Beth was rich beyond Michael’s wildest hopes. The families feared Peter in a civil court.
Federal charges of embezzlement were filed against Rachael’s husband less than a week later. He was detained at the intercontinental airport with tickets to a jurisdiction without extradition. He was now in jail.
Somehow he managed to get bail and was released, but was restricted to his Hampton home with an ankle monitor. He knew what awaited him. Michael’s thorough investigation of him and his finances made his fate all too apparent. His own lawyer recommended confession and cooperation. He could put many powerful men in jail. With cooperation, he might serve his prison time in a convenient, medium security Federal facility, followed by anonymity of witness protection.
The night of his release on bail, he sat in his recliner in front of his huge wide screen television, a fresh bottle of 16-year-old scotch on his side table. He wanted to watch his favorite show – Susan’s rape and deflowering. As he poured himself three inches of scotch, he started the video. He opened his robe and began to stroke his naked cock.
The Video
On screen his raven-haired daughter writhed in agony. Her seventeenth birthday present (though a few days late). Family tradition, he thought leering into the screen.
Her beautiful brown eyes had filled with terror. He loved that. Her hair covered a part of her face, but he could see her nostrils flair in desperation. The dental mouth stretching devise (recommended by his friendly doctor) stretched her full lips wide while covering her teeth, preventing her from biting down.
Her hands were tied above her head. He legs to “D” rings that had been secured to the cabin ceiling above her head. David’s son Tom leered into the camera and then slowly tracked the camera over her body, the “before pictures” David had told him to make.
Susan was a beautiful, nubile girl. Her firm “C” cup breasts were topped with small, dark nipples. Her belly was toned from years of swimming. Her small pussy was naked, having just been shaved by her brother. It had delicate inner lips, now almost completely hidden.
She knew Tom had tied her, but there was another man who had helped overpower her. And there were only three people on the yacht! Her father was part of this, so there would be no escape. Her normally compliant and submissive nature seemed to take control. Just do what they want.
Yet her mind screamed, “Help me Mommy!”
Unfortunately, Mommy was nearly two thousand miles away at a board meeting of one of her dead father’s companies. David had arranged a week of obligations for Rachael. He was sure it was enough time to break Susan. He hated when Rachael called her Shoshana! Damn Jews.
Her position, bindings and oral device offered all her vulnerable orifices to use and abuse.
David walked into the cabin. He was fully clothed. He looked down at his daughter and said, “We’re miles from anyone, so calling for help is a waste of time. Tom and I are your masters. We will use you and your holes any way we want. You are our slut. I got you on the depro shot to be sure you will not get pregnant. We don’t want to cause you pain, but you need to understand we demand your compliance.” It was a lie. Both he and Tom intended to cause her excruciating pain, but he wanted to keep that his surprise.
Tom took the warming lubricant from a stand beside the bed on which she was displayed. He squeezed some on his forefinger and ran it slowly across the dry, sealed pussy, bottom to clit. He leaned over his captive to suck first one then the other nipple. They grew, forming little erasers as his hands ran lightly over the supporting mounds.
The warming jell was having its effect when coupled with the tender caresses. Her pussy was beginning to leak lubricant. Tom had already given her a dose of a drug intended for women that had difficulty reaching orgasm.
The Present
Tom pushed pause and the picture froze. His right hand pumped his cock furiously while his left sought a tissue to shoot into. Susan’s look of innocent arousal was just too much for him. He shot his load directly into the tissue.
He went to the bathroom to relieve himself. When he returned to his chair, he poured himself a second drink and pressed, “PLAY”.
The Video
David appeared in front of the camera. He was naked, sporting a seven-inch, rock hard cock. There was no love or mercy in his eyes. Only lust.
He ran his finger from Susan’s anus to her clit. The lubrication would prevent any problem for what he and Tom had planned. He looked over to his beloved son and said, “We need to keep her juicy or we’ll damage her… and damaged goods cause problems.” Tom nodded. They both thought of her as a piece of flesh.
David looked into the terrified eyes of her daughter.
“One day you will thank me for this.”
She shook her head violently side-to-side, moaning through her distended lips.
He was sliding his cock up and down her vertical slit to ensure he would slip forward without friction.
“Well, if you aren’t going to cooperate, I guess I need to be a bit more persuasive,” he leered at her.
He pushed forward, sinking at least an inch of his naked manhood into her tunnel. She was incredibly tight, fighting the invasion. Her eyes screwed in pain. He pulled back and thrust forward harder, feeling her hymen rupture.” She felt it too! She screamed in pain. A third thrust and a fourth. He felt his balls rest on her asshole.
She writhed in agony, bucking and wriggling her hips, trying to expel the intruder. David felt his cock start to twitch as his orgasm approached.
“That’s it slut, wiggle and make me cum!”
Susan didn’t understand fully as she sought to escape the world of pain centered in her pussy.
David gripped her thighs and plunged his cock into and out of her ravaged labia with abandon.
“I’m CUMMING you little slut. Feel it inside you!”
She felt the invader shoot string after string of cum into her deflowered pussy. Tears of pain, mixed with shame and an overwhelming feeling of being dirty streaked down her face.
The Present
This was David’s favorite moment. The look on Susan’s face sent him into another orgasm. He ejaculated into a tissue.
He poured himself another drink, the bottle now less than half full. He knew from experience that he could cum only once more this night.
He fast-forwarded through Tom’s oral rape. When he again hit “Play”, Tom had finished cumming in her mouth, sperm dribbling out of the corners of her lips. Tom was removing the mouth-stretching device.
The Video
David was anxious to finish Susan’s initiation to her slut hood. And he did not want her screams to be impeded by the device.
His fingers deftly found Susan’s anal opening, covered with a mixture of his sperm, her lubricant and the blood from her ruptured cherry. She winced as she felt his finger on her starfish. In a haze of pain, humiliation and fear, she rocked her head side to side and said, NO” weakly.
David paid no attention. He took a syringe of lubricant and began inserting it into her anus. It would take a few minutes to fully relax her sphincter, so he moved to a cabinet beside the bed and removed two small vials with tubes attached to one end. The tubes attached to a handle that resembled a caulking gun.
David turned to Tom and said, “I think her tits would look better with longer nipples. What do you think?”
Tom’s evil grin said everything his father needed to know.
David took a tube of Vaseline and coated the open ends of the tubes. He then placed the tubes over her flaccid little nipples.
He handed the handle to Tom and grinned wickedly.
David returned to Susan’s upturned ass, his cock fully engorged.
“Please, no more…” she pleaded softly.
The lube had done its job and her anus was slightly open, waiting to be fully penetrated. David placed the head of his dick at her virginal opening and said, “Last cherry, Shoshana.”
With racial hate coursing through him, he thrust forward. Her primal scream of agony filled the cabin as the head and an inch of his cock penetrated.
David nodded to Tom and he squeezed the handle hard sucking the air from inside the narrow tube. The suction painfully pulled her nipples from her aureoles. He squeezed hard again, and her nipples distended at more than an inch. Again!
A continuous scream. She felt split in half! Her breasts were on fire!
And then darkness took her, leaving the men to abuse an unconscious victim.
The Present
David had finished ejaculating for the third time. He let the video continue to play, ensuring one final humiliation of those damn Jews. He sneered at the image of his daughter on the screen.
At least he and Tom had succeeded. She’d become a total slut.
The bottle of scotch was almost empty.
He slowly lifted himself from his chair. He walked on unsteady legs to the table.
Two items were on the table. An antique revolver and a letter from the Department of Corrections.
He had read it over and over.
Tom had been shanked in the prison courtyard. He was dead.
David knew he was next. He held too many secrets of too many powerful men. Witness protection doesn’t work when the people who run the government want you dead.
He picked up the revolver and looked over at the television. The mouth stretcher was back in place and his cock, fresh from her anal rape, was between Susan’s lips.
Smiling, he put the muzzle into his mouth, cocked the hammer and pulled the trigger.

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Home Ec

Zach and Jackie are cleaning in the home economics room but their minds are on each other’s bodies.

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Monica becomes a sub V – Didi’s awakening

Didi gets what she asked for….and more
Didi picks up the story
Well I’ve let my big mouth run away again. What the fuck am I thinking? I mumbled punishment without even thinking what it might mean. I can turn around and just haul ass. That’s the smart thing to do but for some reason I keep moving forward. I’m led to the basement stairs and down. Mistress is in front and Kyle (I’d just learned his name) was behind me. I’m a hefty woman and if I hit him just right he’ll fall over and I can escape. I won’t have any clothes but that’s a technicality. Go ahead Didi, turn around and bolt. I can’t make myself do it though so I keep going down. That’s an appropriate phrase, I’m going down lower than I’ve ever been. Fuck me in the ass with a corn cob. Oops, strike that.
We get to the bottom of the stairs and I see the chains. I’ve seen chains before but these look somehow sinister, dangerous. Knowing that I’m soon going to be held captive by them doesn’t ease my mind at all. Mistress raises my arms above my head while Kyle fastens them with Velcro cuffs. My legs are then spread and my ankles cuffed in place. My feet barely make contact with the floor as Mistress had told me. She stands in front of me with a loving, motherly smile on her face but I can’t see Kyle. I’ve never felt this vulnerable in my life and for some strange reason it’s not entirely a bad feeling. This just can’t be right. I can’t be liking this shit. No fuckin’ way!
I don’t know how long I hung there but the waiting was horrible. I heard a WHOOSH and it felt like someone had driven a large rusty nail straight into the left cheek of my ass. My eyes and mouth flew open wide and I think I screamed but didn’t hear it. WHOOSH and another rusty nail is driven into my other cheek. Now I didn’t have enough breath to scream so my mouth just hung open. This fucking hurts. So why are my pussy and asshole tingling? The pain is overwhelming but at the same time…..I don’t know. A new pain blossoms on the inside of my left thigh just inches below my pussy and then another on my right thigh. The four sources of pain seem to radiate out and meet on straight lines at my pussy and I can not only feel the wetness but feel it run down my thighs. Traitorous piece of shit. My pussy is betraying me. This is not right. There is no pleasure in what is being done to me. Or is there?
Kyle is in front of me now and the next strike hits my left tit. My nipple pops out and I think “wait a minute, I like that.” My other tit is hit and its nipple hardens. You sick bitch. You like that! Not only that but he knows I like it. He found me out just like she said he would. Am I that transparent? Kyle nods to Mistress and I see she has something in her hand. It’s another chain but much smaller with what looks like clips or clamps on each end. She steps forward and puts a clamp on each nipple and the chain hangs down between. She turns a little wheel on each clamp and I can feel the bite of each deepen. This hurts but I like it. I like having my tits brutalized. I am a sick bitch but how did he know? I am pissed off but thrilled that he knows. What the fuck else does this genie know? He hands her the whip and she gives me one on the side of each tit. Oh shit, this just keeps getting better and better and I want more but refuse to beg. That stupid stubborn streak again.
“Is that as hard as you can hit Mistress Bitch? That’s the best you can do?”
Oops, tactical error there. But no. She starts a rapid fire whipping over what feels like every inch of my tits and she does it with surprising strength. My God, this is so good and she was right again. He did know exactly what I wanted and he’s giving it to me. The pain was so exquisite that I couldn’t separate it from the pleasure that is invading my body. This can’t be happening. I can’t be so low that I want to be tortured. But this doesn’t feel like torture. I can’t describe it as anything else but it can’t be torture if I like it so much. If my mind wants me it knows where to find me. I guess I’m going crazy.
“Pull the fucking chain you fat whore. You fucking pathetic excuse for a Mistress. Pull it hard and let me cum.”
“Not yet.” He says.
She works her way down my body with the whip. Below my tits, on my sides, my stomach, my hips and then stronger blows on the inside of both thighs. The final blow starts at the floor and lands right on my cunt lips. Pain radiates from my whole body but pleasure is right there on top of it. My pussy is freely flowing now and the big cum is right there but then she whips her way down both legs and the pain/pleasure is increased. My whole goddamn body has become a sexual organ seeking release.
“Pull the chain, please. Pull the fucking thing hard and let me cum! No mercy – I need the pain. Pull it.”
“More, I need more.”
He must have given her the nod because she stepped up and looked me right in the eye with an “I told you so, bitch” smile on her face and pulled the chain straight out. I looked down and watched as both nipples were pulled straight out from my tits and got longer than I could have imagined. I went straight to the launch mode. I started to shake over my entire body and my legs gave out. I was hanging by my wrists only but at that point I was beyond caring. The greatest sexual release I had never thought possible took me over completely. My head hung limp and my chin was on my chest. I was drooling like a retard and the spit was coating my tits. I could see shiny streaks of my essence flowing down both legs and pooling on the floor. I have no memory of breathing. I had no energy left in my body but I felt more alive than I’ve ever felt. My ankles were released then my wrists. I melted straight down to the floor into the puddle of my own juices. Spit and pussy juices were mixed on the floor. Thank God I didn’t shit myself.
“Lick it up, tramp. Get it all, it is not to be wasted.”
I’m surprised that I can make my tongue move but I start licking my own pussy juice off the floor with relish. Of course this is a natural thing to be doing. Doesn’t everybody lick cunt juice off floors? I knew that I had gone far beyond what’s normal but I was a slut and I was the slut I was meant to be. I actually took comfort in that thought. I like being a slut and I’m damn sure gonna be a good one or die trying. Beyond what most would think was cruelty, I could feel love in the whipping and I felt somehow safe. These people would give me what I craved but wouldn’t hurt me. Given what just happened, I know that sounds like a contradiction, but if you think about it, it makes sense. Hell, I hope it makes sense to someone ‘cause I’m confused.
Mistress had stayed with me while Kyle had gone back upstairs. When I had cleaned up my mess, she helped me to my feet and up the stairs. It was an effort but we made it. The nipple clips came off and I missed them immediately but knew I’d feel their bite again.
“Take care of her, Monica. You know what to do.”
Mistress sat on the couch and motioned me to lie with my shoulders and head cradled in her arms. She took lotion from a side table and began to caress it on to my body wherever the whip had bitten, which was essentially my entire body. She did it lovingly and whispered soothing tones the whole time. Her hands brought warmth to my body wherever she touched and I’ve never felt such love. She smiled at me like a mother to a child. I was in love and wanted nothing but to please these two who had given me so much. Anything they asked I would do. I have no choice – this is who and what I am now.
We had been up all night and Kyle announced that we should all go to bed and get some rest. We walked up the stairs touching each other simply for the contact. We all climbed into the big king size bed with me in the middle, protected. Each had a hand on me, rubbing gently to let me know I was safe and loved. Kyle leaned over and kissed me softly but passionately and I surrendered to him. His hand found its way between my legs to find me wet already. I was ready for this and now found that I wanted it immensely. He mounted and I could feel the head of his cock at my lips. I felt the power of it and could sense that it had grown considerably from when I saw it earlier. He pushed his hips forward and I could feel the mushroomed head penetrate my outer lips and enter my cunt. I felt it move deeper, slowly, until it had reached places that had never been touched before and then he stopped. I knew that this wasn’t gonna be the wham bam thank you ma’am fuck I was used to. I could feel it on the walls of my pussy. The heat I felt told me that this was more. He fucked me slowly then faster, harder the softer. Mistress was whispering in my ear.
“He’s showing you his love, baby. You can feel it can’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress. I’ve never felt anything like it.”
She cupped my breast, running her thumb over the nipple while whispering, kissing, and nipping my ear. The sensations together were incredible. She leaned forward and sucked the nipple into her mouth and lashed it with her tongue. I felt his meat leave me and then the mushroom was sliding up my slit until it hit my clit. He rubbed that big head over my clit several times before sliding it back down and in me with one motion. I had an out of body experience and felt myself floating above the bed looking down and watching his ass and hips move forward and back in a sensuous rhythm. My face was contorted in ecstasy and lust. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my heels were kicking his ass hoping to spur him on. How naïve I am. He needed no instruction or urging. My cunt contracted on his hot, hard, flesh trying to keep him in me and wanting to please him. Wanting only to please him.
“My God I’m gonna cum. Feels so good, don’t stop, don’t ever stop. Push that hard pole in me all the way and make me cum.”
Mistress whispered “I’m gonna cum with you, baby. Hold it as long as you can. Sensei, may we cum?”
He must have grunted his assent for she whispered “cum with me baby, cum into a new world with me.”
“Yes, yes, I can’t hold it any more, I’m cummmmingggg! Sweet Jesus I’m cumming. I’m fucking paralyzed, I can’t move! OOHHHH fuck me! Keep fucking me and never stop. I can’t..I won’t…my body isn’t mine anymore. I’m cummmmminggggg!”
The meat stick pounded me now. With each thrust it felt like a new wave of cum overlapping the last one. I thought that it just couldn’t get any more intense and then I felt the first burst of his seed splash on my cervix and I knew that I never wanted to come back down from this place they had taken me. Jet after jet of hot, sticky seed blasted my cunt.
“Breed me you glorious fucker. Spray your cum inside me and fill me up. I want it all and then I want more. Cum in me, please! Give me your hot juice.”
We three lay like that for what seemed like hours. His weight on me felt like a warm comfortable blanket and I never wanted to move. She had never stopped crooning in my ear, licking and kissing my neck. I either fell asleep or passed out, knowing where heaven was.
When Mistress woke me hours later I was still between them like meat in a sandwich. She motioned me to go with her quietly so as not to disturb him. We went downstairs hand in hand, picked up the living room on the way through, and went into the kitchen to prepare his coffee. When he came through the door after a while I turned to face him, went to my knees, and bowed my head.
“Good morning, Sensei. How may I make your day better?”
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I hope I was able to give you horn-dogs something to jerk off over. I also wrote this for the ladies who truly understand this story and the ladies who want to understand. I hope I succeeded, at least a little.
I have some ideas to continue this story but I won’t waste my time or yours unless the comments are favorable and the criticism constructive. Hitting the Negative button without saying why helps no one.
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Mom’s property #2

Mom’s property 2
This is another installment to understand the events you should read Cumming at the poker game and Moms property. Your comments please.
Joann sat Sunday waiting for her husband to get up, he had gotten in late and she was letting him sleep. That and the fact she needed to talk to Juan about this property thing. Her son Jim had stayed in bed too so she was totally alone in the kitchen. She called Juan’s number, he answered on the second ring. “Hi babes how are you?”
“Well there are certain parts of me that are sore, but they feel really great but we need to talk.” There was silence for a few tense seconds before he responded. “Can we talk this afternoon say about 4?”
“I’ll try to get away, where do you want to meet me?”
“Let’s meet at the donut shop on archer at 4.”
“Unless I have a problem I’ll be their.”
At 3:45 she told her husband she was going out to get dessert for dinner and would be back in half an hour. She pulled in to the donut shop and saw Juan standing by the front door. She drove up and he got in. Once in the car he fondled her tit and gave her pussy a gentle rub. “Ok momma what’s the problem or did you just need to see my cock?” She gave him a sexy smile, “look honey Jim explained what you want and I think its sweet but.” Juan cut her off “now look Joann, I want you to be my property, I plan on stretching your pussy and ass to accommodate my and Chris cocks. I thought Jim explained. She gulped “look honey I.” again she was cut off. “Joann I have the video of you Chris and I Saturday night, I don’t think you really want your husband or anyone else for that matter to see it do you?” Her response was instant, “god no that is for you and Chris only.”
“Good then we understand each other, don’t we?”
“I think so.”
“Ok I’ll explain, next week I’m taking you for a pussy tattoo. Right above your clit it will say Property of Juan. When your husband goes out of town both Chris and I will sleep with you in your bedroom. You will get doubled quite often and be sucking a lot of cock. There are going to be a few parties over the next few week, if you husband is out of town you will be their with me and the two other moms got it.” She nodded her acceptance “do I know the other moms?” Juan laughed “you sure do Ginger and Gail.” Her head was swimming with this info, “they have tattoos?”
“In the beginning they were hesitant like you but after a few weeks of steady fucking they got comfortable with it. Just so you know Ginger tits are as big as your, she belongs to your sons. Bill owns Gail her tits are bigger then both of you.” She laughed “well thanks for sharing that info.”
“No problem just an FYI we think Ginger is knocked up, were all waiting to find out.” All she could do was sit there with her mouth open. “If she is Jim says he wants her to have it.” All Joann could do was sit there with her mouth open. “Joann please drop me off at Chris’s house, you do know where he lives, right?” After stopping to buy donuts she dropped Juan off and headed home.
Her husband was home Monday, but spent most of the day on the phone. Monday night at dinner he announced he had to go to Montreal for the rest of the month. He’d be gone almost three weeks. After dinner he was in the den watching TV. Joann walked by and casually told him she was going to check on Jim to see if his homework was finished and take a quick show. He just waved ok.
She knocked on Jim’s door and walked in, he was sitting watching the Saturday night party. “Well I guess I have no options concerning Juan do I?” He shut the computer off and turned to her, “I would say no, he really wants you.” She sighed, “I’m very uncomfortable with the tattoo thing, the sex is incredible but.” Jim cut her off, “well if its any consolation when I got Ginger tattooed she was uncomfortable with it for a few weeks but after three solid weeks of getting fucked every day she got accustomed to it.” “She actually very comfortable about having it now she told me being someone property and having sex daily is worth it.”
“Is Ginger’s last name Blue”?
“Yes mom its Bills mom”. She paused “what about Gail?”
“She’s Juan’s mom.” Joann realized she knew both of these women and pretty well. “What’s the deal with a party Juan mentioned?”
“Quite simple actually we find a mom we want to fuck recruit the son and within a few weeks she has a tattoo.” “The bonus is we get to fuck all of you as long as we get permission from your owners.”
Joann heard her husband calling; she opened the door and yelled “I’ll be down ion a few minutes.” Jim gave her a big smile “after your shower stop back in I could use a blow job before I go to sleep.”
“Ok give me a few minutes I’ll be back.”
Twenty minutes later she walked into the den she sat in a chair next to her husband. Her tongue and throat were covered with her son’s cum. She curled up in the chair.
Wednesday morning her husband left for Montreal, Juan called he told her to pick him up at school at 11:30. Today was the day she was getting her tat. As Juan sat in the front seat he smiled at her and gave her direction to the tattoo parlor. They made small talk until she parked in front of the place. “Juan baby is there any way I don’t have to get this?” He looked at her; he had a look of exasperation. “Sure we can skip the whole thing, drop me off at my house so I can get your video on the internet before school ends.”
“I was just kidding I can’t wait to be your property.”
They entered the tattoo parlor and a large bearded man cam out, “hi Juan is this yours?”
“She sure is I want her marked to prove it.”
“Are we doing the usual deal?”
“Yes she will give you a blow job first, an ass fucking when you’re done.” Joann looked at Juan in amazement. “Joann lets go in the back.” Once in the back Juan unbuttoned her blouse he unhooked her bra, as he moved her bra away her tits plopped out. The man who name was Gus leered at her, “nice rack baby.”
“Thanks I’m glad you like them.” By that time Juan had slipped her sweat pants off so she was standing topless in a red thong. Juan sat in a chair Joann was pushed to her knees, Gus took his cock out and she wrapped her lips around it. Gus had other ideas and started to face fuck her, his cock went down her throat. She was coughing and drooling her eyes were watering but she kept her mouth open as he throat fucked her for several minutes. The suddenly he held her head tight and unloaded a large load of cum directly down her throat. She gagged but managed to swallow every drop. He took his cock out of her mouth, “thanks babe now loose the thong get up on the table spread your legs and we’ll get started.”
About forty five minutes she had two Chinese symbols tattooed on her pubic bone, they were half the size of a business card. He looked at her “do you like it?” He handed her a mirror she saw the symbols and realized on top of them very faintly was JUAN. “What are they?” Gus smiled “They are the symbols for property of; Juan’s name is in top.”
“You may be a little tender for a couple of days but by Saturday you won’t even know it’s their.” She got off the table and realized Gus was lubing his cock. Gus turned her around and bent her over the table. She felt his fingers probing in ass. One, then two fingers, he was gentle but then she felt the head of his cock, he sunk his cock in deep. Joann rocked back and forth his cock felt really good she really wanted him to cum so she worked her ass to help him enjoy himself and cum. It took five or six minutes but she was finally rewarded with a load deep in her bowls.
Dressed and in the car she looked at Juan, “I guess I’d better get accustomed to pooing white right?”
“Well you do have a great ass frankly were going to double you this afternoon so yeah get use to it.” She wiggled her tits for him.
It was four in the afternoon when her cell rang it was Jim, “hi mom did you get your tat?”
“I sure did it doesn’t hurt even a little bit, Juan and Chris will be here in about a half hour so if you come in and here me moaning don’t worry.”
“Ok I was curious I’m with Ginger and Bill we thought we’d come home and just hang out for a while.” Joann thought about it, she knew Ginger slightly so, “sure what the hell bring her.” “Honey try not to get here until 6 this way I’ve a good time.” Jim laughed “mom Ginger is oozing already, were going to deposit another load or two in her then we’ll come over.” Joann said by just as Juan buzzed in.
Juan and Chris knocked on the door ten minutes later, “wow you guys made great time.” Juan smiled at her just thinking about my pussy was making me horny as hell, we ran the last three blocks”. Ten minutes later they were in bed Juan’s cock was buried deep in her pussy while Chris was balls deep in her ass. They had put on the clit stimulator so she was orgasming almost constantly, she felt them go deep, she dug her nails in Juan’s shoulders as all three of the came together. Her pussy poured out juice as cum filled her. This was the most fantastic orgasm she ever had. They were still lying in bed when she heard the door and Jim yelling. Chris got up headed for the door butt naked and was gone. Juan got up looked at Joann, “put your panties on, if you want a robe that’s fine but let’s get going.”
Joann walked in the kitchen there was Ginger sitting in a robe and panties. Both women glanced at each other then they both got big smiles on their faces. Ginger spoke, “I understand you’ve got a new tat girl.”
“Yes I do, I think it’s very much like yours only I have a different name.” They both giggled, “I’m oozing cum are you?”
“God yes, just two minutes ago I had two cocks shooting big loads of cum in me.” “Good think cum isn’t fattening right?” They both laughed. Jim spoke “let’s go to the garage, roll a joint and discuss Mrs. Waters.”
They all sat at the card table while Jim laid out a plan. It was simple Cathy Waters was a hot blonde, her stepson Lou was fourteen, he had been befriended buy the guys. Ginger sat looking at Jim “are you telling me the kids you had me blow the other night was Lou?” He nodded “it’s our way of getting him to bring her to our group.” Joann looked at Juan “why do you want more women?”
“That’s a good question, we want to have enough women so we can alternate fucking each others property without interruptions like husbands being home.” The answer made sense to Joann but she had already taken four hits from a pot stick she was mellowing out. Jim spoke to Chris, “I’m going to call Lou and see if I can get him to bring her over here Saturday night, everybody good with that?” The plan was set in motion.
Saturday at 6pm Ginger, Gail and Joann were in Joann’s bedroom adjusting their outfits. Joann looked at Ginger, “ok now where suppose to get a couple of drinks in her then send her out to the card game right?” Gail chimed in “yes but the drink will have ecstasy in it, my guess is just enough for her to take a few hits of pot.” Ginger looked at the other two, “ladies this girl is 29 years old, the guys keep saying she for breeding, you don’t think they would do it, do you?” Joann giggled, “as long as I keep getting fucked like I’ve been I don’t give a shit!”
At 7:30 the door bell rang and Jim opened it, there was Lou and Cathy, “hi Jim this is my mom Cathy.”
Hello Mrs. Waters my mom and a few of her lady friends are in the den come on in.” Jim made the introductions then he and Lou headed for the garage. The women sat in the kitchen drinking wine and joking about sex. Cathy was surprised at how frank they were about sex and got comfortable very quickly. What she didn’t realize was the wine was laced with ecstasy, so she was quickly loosing her inhabitations. After about twenty minutes Lou and Jim came in the kitchen, as the kitchen door opened the smell of pot floated into the room. Joann looked at Jim “what card game are you guys playing?” Lou responded “first just draw poker, why?” The women all looked and Cathy giggled and Lou smiled at her thinking no doubt about the blow job she had given him the other night. Lou helped Jim with some chips and dip and the boys poured more wine. Lou made sure the second half of the pill was in her wine. Now Joann had a devilish look in her eye, “listen girls why don’t we go out their and feel them up, after all there always doing it to us.”
The three women stood up they were going to the garage Cathy looked at them, through slurred words she muttered “you guys are serious!” Gail and Ginger helped her up, “common girls friend theirs young hard cock out there.”
The boys stood up as they were getting ready to go somewhere, “where are you guys going”? Asked Joann. Juan smiled “were going in the den to watch TV.” They all turned and headed in; as Ginger turned she saw Cathy with Lou behind her, he started fondling her ass. She seemed to be enjoying it. Joann was next in with Juan’s hands all over her tits. Cathy looked and saw Bill standing next to her; he grabbed her by the waist and put his tongue down her throat. She responded eagerly to the attention. His hand went to her pussy and she felt the stimulation through the jeans she was wearing. A combination of the wine and drug and she was putty in his hands. He looked into her eyes, smiling he told her “your Jeans feel damp Cathy.” She looked into his eyes. Her pubic bone was thrusting her pussy against his hand at a rapid rate. Her breathing was becoming rapid as well. She helped him unbutton her jeans, no soon had his hand touched her clit then she grabbed him and had an orgasm. He smiled at her, “you feel great I want my cock in you now!” She was still breathing heavy “oh god yes I haven’t had a cock in three months.” Bill led her in the house, as they passed the den all the women were topless being fondled and Joann was on the couch fucking Juan.
Once he got her into the guest room she partially ripped off her cloths, he pushed her down, she took his cock completely down her throat and was sucking furiously. After a few minutes he picked her up and laid her on the bed. She spread her legs and smiled as he got between her legs and sank his hard cock deep. She was moaning, crying and thrashing under him like an animal. This went on for several minutes, she felt a wave rising from deep in her pussy, and she had one of the most intense orgasms she had ever had. He stiffened and she felt cum flooding her, the sensation caused her to have yet another violent orgasm. No sooner had Bills cock flopped out then Jims hard cock went in she was having multiple orgasms, they were coming faster then she could comprehend, suddenly she felt another blast of warm cum flooding her insides.
Cathy was fucked continually for three hours; the guys had it all on video. By 11:30 every nut sack in the room was dry, the guys all left so Joann and Ginger got her up. “You ok honey”? Cathy still had cobwebs but was starting to come around. “Did what happened really happen”? Ginger laughed “it sure did girl friend”. Now she started crying “we’ve got to call the police I’ve just been raped!” Both women exchanged glances “darling before you go calling anyone from where we were sitting you asked them to fuck you”. “Then there is the fact that they are all minors they have the entire episode on video so I’d give things some thought.”
She had just gotten home, as she walked in Lou was sitting in the den watching TV. “Hi Cath,” she walked in and sat down. “Better change panties as you’re probably still gushing cum mom”. “Then you should come down so we can talk.” Ten minutes later she was in the den. Lou looked at her with a devilish smile, “Cathy first you have one great pussy and I got fourths”. Her mouth dropped open “secondly the guys Bill to be exact want you to be his property”. Now she got mad “what the hell are you talking about I was raped tonight.” Lou put up his hand and she quieted down, “from the video you can watch it doesn’t appear that way, secondly you let me fuck you thirdly were all minors”. He paused for a moment to let the facts soak in. “If dad saw this I’m sure your ass would be out of here tonight so you will become Bills property period”. She was sobbing uncontrollably, “Mom stop crying there is an up side”. She looked at him, “there is”?
Yes but for now I’d like a blow job with you naked, now strip and get to work”.
The following week Cathy and Bill entered the tattoo parlor.

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