Humiliation

Jess Tells All

Hi everyone. This is my first story here – the the setting an alternate Earth were only around one in a thousand humans are male – and this has always been the case (leading, among other things, to a far smaller overall population and a greater emphasis on sex). I have quite a few ideas for other ‘stand alone’ stories like this one, and possibly a longer tale set in the same world.
Note: All characters are 18 or above.

The Slave of Paine

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

Welcome Home Honey Part 2

Last night, my Husband Mike cheated on me with his secretary; Stacy and I returned the favor by fucking and sucking his best friend in front of him. To my surprise, however, the prick seemed to get off on it. But I have to admit, so did I.
It is the next night and I come home from a long night out with the girls (I needed it) and what do I find? Mike has his buddy, Stan, over. Stan is the friend of his that I never liked and Mike knows it. Stan likes to womanize girls and treat them like they are meat. He has even smacked me on the ass a few times in front of Mike and, come to think of it, I didn’t understand, until now, why Mike never did anything about it. He likes to see it happen. Well, I am not one to spoil a party so I set my things down and say high to Mike and Stan.
“So, Sarah, Mike tells me that you have something planned for us all tonight”
“Does he? Well, nothing set in stone but I’m sure I can keep us entertained.”
We all head to the living room. Mike makes sure to grab the chair, leaving the couch for Stan and I. As we sit, Stan scoots close to me. I look at Mike. His dick is practically tearing through his pants already. Stan’s hand moves to my leg. I politely brush his hand away. Pissed as I am at Mike, the thought of letting this ape of a man handle me, makes me sick to my stomach. Stan puts his hand on my leg again and this time starts rubbing up to my pussy.
“That’s IT!”
I stand up and move to the center of the room facing the two guys.
“Hey, man. You said if I came over that your wife would let me fuck her for sure if I let you watch.”
“Is that what he told you?”
“Yeah”
“Well, that is not happening. I can’t believe you Mike! This is almost as insulting as you cheating on me! You know what… Stan I’ll tell you what, I am so pissed right now that I am willing to look past my hatred of you and fuck you. But you will sit there and shut up, the both of you! I’m gonna make you will regret this, Mike.”
I move to Stan, undo his pants and take his cock out. He begins to slide his hands up my legs to my skirt. I stop playing with his dick and push him back into the couch.
“Obviously you didn’t get the message. I will be fucking you. You get to sit there and enjoy whatever it is that I do to you. Are we clear?”
“Yes…”
“GOOD! Now sit back and don’t fucking move!”
Back on my knees, I begin to suck on Stan’s cock very slowly. Neither of these pricks deserve any satisfaction from this. I suck his cock for a long time, never letting him cum.
“This is what you want, Mike? Your wife to be a little whore for you? Well it’s not gonna happen. He is my whore.”
I suck his cock hard, bringing him to the edge of orgasm and then slow down. I am teasing him. My pussy is dripping wet. I am in control.
“Please, let me cum…”
“NO! I know you want to cum in my pretty little mouth but you don’t cum until I tell you to. Tell me.”
“I don’t cum until you say so.”
“That’s right, now be a good little boy and get down on the floor.”
I move over Stan’s body, facing my husband.
“You wanted to see me get man handled, huh honey. You wanted to see your slut wife be taken by this little prick here? That will never happen. I am gonna fuck him in ways you will only dream about.”
I lower my pussy to his face and it is so wet that drops of my sweet juice hit his face.
“My pussy smells good right?”
Stan nods. He knows better than to speak.
“I bet you want to fuck this sweet pussy but its not gonna happen. Be thankful that I let you taste it.”
With that, I drive my slit into his face, smothering him. I roll my hips around, covering his face with my juices.
“That’s right, lick my pussy. It tastes good.”
I roll forward a bit driving my ass into his face as well.
“Eat my ass! That’s right; clean it out for me like a good little boy. Keep my clit happy too. You are here to please my pussy.”
As Stan’s tongue probes my holes I feel an orgasm building deep in my pussy.
“Oh yes, that’s it! Don’t stop licking that pussy. Clean that ass you filthy boy. Oh yes! YES YES YES YEEEEESSS!”
I cum like an animal, bucking on Stan’s face. Driving my pussy into his mouth. When I am done, I sit up a bit but don’t get off of him.
“Oh, that’s a good boy… But now I have to go…”
“Go where?”
With that, I release my pussy and let a hot stream of piss trickle onto his face. Stan begins to wiggle in protest but I grab his hair and remind him that I am in charge. When he realizes that this is the case he submits and I resume my flow. The hot flow empties out of me and all in his face. I tell him to open up for the last little bit and fill his mouth with the remainder of my pee. He swallows without me having to tell him. His is getting the picture now. I tell Stan to get up to his knees.
“I know how much you want to fuck my sweet pussy but you have not earned it yet. Right now my ass still needs tending to.”
I bend over and present my ass to him. He licks clean the remainder of piss and pussy juice that remains on my ass and pussy.
“Okay, now your dick!”
Taking position behind me, he places his dick at the entrance to my ass and, with one quick motion; I impale myself on his throbbing cock. He starts to try and fuck me but I clench his dick in my ass letting him know that I do the fucking. I start thrusting myself back on his cock as hard as I can.
“Oh my god, your dick feels so good in my ass! I never let mike fuck my ass but you will be my new personal anal toy! Yes, Fuck my ass!
Pumping on his dick as fast as I can, I feel his cock tighten.
“Do you want to cum in my ass, my little fuck toy?”
“Yes…”
” Does my husband like seeing his wife getting fucked in the ass?”
“Oh yeah…”
“Oh fuck it feels so good, fucking my ass!”
My second orgasm shoots through my body.
“OH FUCK YES! CUM NOW! Cum in my ass! Oh Yes, fuck!
I feel his load fill my ass. His load even starts to leak out a bit onto the floor. I pull away from Stan, who is nearly passed out from exhaustion.
“Okay, get out…”
“What?”
“You heard me, fuck toy… I will call you if I need you again.”
Stan, in a daze, gets up and leaves forgetting to even put his pants on until he is out the door.
“Now you, my cuckold of a husband…”
“Yes?”
“You know what your job is…”
He positions himself at the floor, waiting to taste my wet pussy and ass. I kneel down in to meet his eye level and push Stan’s cum out of my ass on to the floor to mix with my piss from earlier.
“For tonight’s stunt you can clean up the floor…”
I stand up. Mike looks at me with an almost pitiful face.
“I told you that I would make you regret it.”
Mike smiles and drops his face to the floor and starts licking up my mess…
To be continued… again…

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The interracial Sexual Surrogate

It is about a poor childless young black couple that desperately wants a child and the wife is unable to conceive. My wife is so good at having children, and we already have six! She has offered herself through a local service then finds out that the couple in need is black!

What did you say? [ Pt.1 ]

NOTE: This story is a fictional incest story which is contradicting to all of the other incest stories where the boy does all of the pursuading, in this one, the mother does the pursuading. This isn’t ment to be taken seriously or to be taken as a guide to help in real life. Hell, I don’t even know if this story is even worth reading. You be the judge of whether I should finish this story or not.
I gotta say, when I turned sixteen, I knew something big would happen, just not something this big.
My names Matt, I am about 6 feet tall, and I am fifteen years old, and- well, here is my story.
April 25th, 2007
With there being just two days before my 16th birthday, eveything in the house was hectic- even though im a lonely child with a single mom. See, my dad was a good man, he treated me like I was the best thing to happen since he met Mom, except he treated Mom like shit. Well one day, he was on a plane, headed back from a buisness trip, and he said that bad people where on the plane and he didn’t know if he’d be coming home for my birthday. He said he loved me and Mom, and that I needed to be the man of the house, then he started to say something but the plane went into the side of the World Trade Centers on 9/11.
Well, my Mom, She’s turning 40, she’s about 5’8″, she is skinny, with blonde hair, and I hate to say it, but I’ve had a- crush on her since 7th grade. She has the best ass that I’ve ever seen, and her boobs are the sexiest I’ve ever seen, her bra size was 36C. I have always fasinated about having sex with her and have often jerked off to the image of her naked, and to give a little help, I usually will grab one of her worn panties and- well you get the picture.
Our house is a relatively large house for a family of two, it has three quite large rooms, one and a half bathrooms, a medium sized kitchen, and a large dinning/ living area. My room and her room are right across from each other, thats what makes it easy to grab her panties. The guest bedroom is downstairs, along with the dinning room, kitchen area, and the half bathroom.
I am a sophmore in high school, and sadly, still a virgin and still havent had a girlfriend. To tell the truth, I don’t want a girlfriend, I’m not gay, it’s just that the only woman I want is Mom.
It wasn’t til I was about to turn 14 when I started spying on Mom. I’d find ways to spy on her in her room, in the shower, or where ever I really could.
“Matt, time for dinner!” Mom yelled.
“Okay!” I yelled back. “Be there in a second.”
I hurried downstairs to find that Mom had made Mac & Cheese with hot dogs in it, which was my favorite. She looked at me with her beautiful blue eyes, probably hoping that I wouldn’t notice, and I pretended not to until she continued to look at me as I put my plate away in the dishwasher.
“Dinner was delish- uh are you going to eat?”
“Wha- oh! Yeah…” She nervously chuckled. “Yeah, I uh-” She took a bite of food. “Mmmm…”
“Why are you acting so stange?” I asked.
“Because I want you to fuck me as hard as you possibly can!” My dick got rock hard and my horny mind took over.
Then I woke up.
“Uhh just a dream.” I said, wiping the sleep from my eyes. I checked my alarm clock. It’s 6:28AM.
I wish that I’d at least get to see her pussy or something in my dream, that would make me sort of happy. I sat up in my bed, hoping my boner would go down long enough for me to go to the shower. I grabbed a few essentials, boxers, shirt, pants, and headed to the shower.
I shut and locked the bathroom door behind me, as I dropped my clothes on the floor and took my morning piss. Mom knocked on the door, asking if she can piss. I told her to hold on, because I was in the shower, which was a lie, but I really wanted a chance to see her pussy in plain view, and not from a window.
I got in the shower, and closed the curtains and told Mom that she can come in. She hurried, and I knew I was going to miss my chance If I didn’t act now, I acted like I slipped and fell out of the shower. The bathroom wasn’t big, and I fell just enough for my head to lnd right inbetween her legs, right into her pussy. It wasn’t there long, so I took my chance, I stuck my toungue into her vag, just a little bit though, that way it didn’t look like I intentionaly tried to lick my mother’s pussy. As I got up, we both where speechless, and embarassed. I hurried back into the shower, and she hurried out of the bathroom after she finished pissing. I couldn’t believe that worked. I actually planned it perfectly, even though I planned to fall on the floor and not have my face in her pussy, it worked out better than I though it would.
I started to think back on the taste. I can’t describe it, all I knew is that I wanted more. When you do something you know is wrong, usually you wouldn’t be able to look at yourself it the mirror, I was the exact opposite. I felt accomplished, I mean I knew it was wrong, but it felt so right. My dreams might actually be coming true.
Once my shower was over, I put my clean clothes on, and took my dirty ones into my hamper in my room. When I looked up, I saw Mom, laying in my bed, looking as if she was sleeping. Not wanting to wake her, I quickly and quietly grabbed my socks and shoes and ran down the stairs to the couch. Like I do every morning, I put my left sock on, then the right, then slipped on my right shoe, then the left. And as I went to the kitchen to grab a snack, I glanced over to the stairs and saw Mom, slowly walking down the stairs as if she woke up from a long slumber.
“Hi Matt, I- uh just wanted to- uh-” She started.
“Mom, I knew that was awkward what happened this morning, I slipped on the soap and fell, I really didn’t mean to do what happened next.” I told her.
“Matt, What did you do to me when you fell? I don’t know what it was, but it felt so fucking good!” She said, looking a little more awake.
“I bit my toungue and I guess some of it was sticking out or something, because I got some hair on it.” I sort of admitted.
“Matt, I want to talk with you when you get back from school, okay?”
“Alright.” I said, grabbing some bread and taking small bites out of it. I was a little nervous about what she wanted to talk about, but that didn’t keep me from staring at her beautiful ass as she walked up the stairs. It’s like a routine, I eat some bread, fantisize about Mom, and occasionally I will jerk off in the morning if I get horny enough, and this morning I really wanted to. It was late though, so even if I really wanted to, I can’t. I quickly grabbed my backpack and headed off to another boring day at school.
I have to walk to school, I live about three blocks from it, so there really isn’t a point in taking a bus or even drivng. Like usual, I got to the enterance of the student parking lot, also where the main enterance and Attendence Office is. This morning was quite strange though, I felt like people where staring at me, and I tried to reach in my pocket and act like someone was calling me when I realized that I’d left my phone at home. So instead of answering a call, I looked like what ever was in my pocket was life or death.
Once I got across the parking lot, to the school doors, I started to wonder, Why was Mom sleeping in my bed this morning? That might be what she wanted to talk about. I don’t know, but I want to know. I walked in to first block just fifteen seconds before the tardy bell rang, and I quietly too my seat, in the back of the class. The thought of my toungue being inside of Mom’s vagina, even though it was just a little bit, kept me unfocused all the way through first, second, and third block.
Once fourth block hit, that thought completly vanished, once I realized that I hadn’t even studied for the exam. I am not a very smart kid when it comes to algebra. Hell, I barley even know how to solve one step, let alone half of the crap they are testing us on now. I just know I’m going to flunk it. I was three quarters done when the Attendence Office called me down because I was being signed out. I was walking out of the class, relieved, when I remembered that Mom needed to talk to me. I know I was thinking about the possibilities of what it may be, but for some reason I can’t think of them right now. I hadn’t even realized how fast the school day went by until I looked at the clock outside the Office, it was already 1:54PM.
Mom and I walked quietly to her ’99 Grand Prix, and both sat inside for a minute, not saying a word.
“Why’d you pick me up early?” I asked, breaking the silence.
“We need to talk.” She said, starting up the car.
“Is it about this morning?”
“It might be.” She said, pulling out of the parking space.
“Is it?” I asked again.
She was quiet as she drove home, and was quiet all the way until we got inside the house.
“Matt, I want to talk about what happened this morning.” Mom said, locking the door behind her.
“How did I guess that?” I said to myself.
“I know you did the toungue thing on purpose.” She paused. “And I think I liked it.”
I didn’t know how to respond, I was speechless. I mean, I wanted to hear this, but I never actually thought she’d say it, you know?
“Matt, I know that you planned it all out.”
“How?”
“Because, you’ve been spying on me, and have gotten plenty of looks at my area.” She said, whispering the last few words.
“I never spied on you!” I lied.
“Matt, you don’t need to hide it. I’ve-”
“You’ve what?” I asked.
“I’ve done the same thing to you.”
There was a long pause.
“What?” I was shocked. I hoped she liked me back, but it’s a little creepy for a 40 year old to be spying on a young teenager.
“I have been thinking recently, and by the stunt you pulled this morning, I have made a decision. If we both love each other, then why shouldn’t we fuck?”
“Because it’s illegal.”
“Whose gonna know?”
I always imagined me doing all of the pursuading to her, not her doing it to me. I do want to fuck her, but I haven’t fucked before, and she has. I don’t want to embarass myself, which is pretty funny when you look at what I pulled earlier.
“We can’t, at least not yet. Let me think about it. Okay?”
“Okay Matt, take your time.”

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Sybil, A Story About Interracial Slavery

This is a story about a young and very naive white girl’s travels through submissive interracial sex and slavery. After reading about these terrible events in history her guilt has become an obsession to right the terrible wrongs that many young black girls had to endure as a slave over 150 years ago! She eventually sees herself as a white slave girl to black abusive slave owners, quite the reverse of what actually happened.

Trafficked Love Ch. 2

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

My spankings 1

My spankings 1
My wife doesn’t like to spank me so much as to watch me get spanked, and I get spanked regularly by her sister Joan.
I am 25 and my wife Cathy is 23 but Joan is older, about 40. She is quite tall with a nice figure, pale white skin and dark black hair which she likes to wear in a bun. She usually wears tweeds or mannish looking clothes, which make her look attractive but severe.
When she comes to visit she always smiles when she first sees me. This is because she knows my wife has been saving up her list of my transgressions that I am to be disciplined for. For the same reason, I can’t help but blush when I first say hello.
It is part of the routine that we don’t talk at all about what is going to happen during the day. Of course I know I am going to be punished and hurt and badly humiliated and to tell you the truth some times I even get a hard on thinking about what is going to happen. Joan notices when this happens, of course, because it means even further punishment, but she never says anything about it during the day. She just smiles at me with that knowing smile of hers.
It all happens after dinner. I do the dishes and put them away. Then I go upstairs and strip naked, and then come down to the living room where my wife and her sister are having coffee. I have to stand naked in the middle of the room while Cathy tells her sister what I’ve been up to.
“He was half an hour late getting home from work on Thursday,” Cathy will say, for example.
“That will be 25,” says Joan, and they both giggle in appreciation of what’s going to come.
The list continues with things like I left dirty dishes in the sink, or I was impolite to a friend, or I didn’t wash my hands before dinner, and it always gets to more than a hundred when Joan says, “That’s enough, dear. Let’s begin.”
The first thing I have to do is walk over to Joan and bend over in front of her and spread my bottom cheeks. She reaches in her purse and pulls out a white cotton glove, which she put on her hand before sticking her finger up my rectum. She then examines the glove to see if it is clean. If not, I will have to go to the bathroom and have her give me an enema before my spanking. I just hate that, so I am generally very careful to be clean back there when I know she is coming for a visit.
After the examination, she will motion for me to get over her knees. She will usually hoist up her dress before having me do this, since she knows I may come while she is spanking me. She puts the glove away, and after an agonizing waiting time I feel the sharp clap of her hand on my poor bottom.
“One,” I say. “Thank you ma’am.” And then comes another, and another and another, with me thanking and counting as we go. I am usually crying by the time we get to about twenty. I don’t try to hold back the tears, as I know she going to have me crying eventually anyway and the sooner the better as far as everyone is concerned.
From time to time during the spanking my wife will come over and put her hand under my chin so that I have to look up at her with my tear filled eyes. She is usually laughing or at least smiling when she does this, and she will say things like, “Give it to him good, Joan, really let him have it. He deserves it.”
It doesn’t really matter how many spanks they have decided I should get. Joan just keeps at it until she gets tired, which can often be a long long time. I know I have counted over 200 more than once, and as we go along, I am crying so hard it is difficult for me to even count out loud. I know that both of them love this and it would be foolish to try and hold back the tears.
When Joan decides she is finished, she orders me to get up, go to the middle of the room again, and bend over. Then I have to pull my badly punished bottom cheeks apart so they can both inspect the damage in general and the area immediately around my rectum in particular, with both of them fingering me there.
Some times at this point my wife will grab my balls and give them a hard squeeze, which always causes me to jump up and scream in agony. This aways causes both of them to laugh and sometimes Joan will say, “Do it again, Cathy, you know he loves it.” And of course I don’t as you can well imagine.
This is usually the end of the session and I am allowed to go upstairs to my separate bedroom, but sometimes if they see I still have a hard on they will want to watch me masturbate. This means I have to sit naked on the floor in front of them and do it. This means I will cum all over the rug and I then have to kneel down and lick up my cum before I am permitted to leave. And God help me if I fail to cum, because then I will get another 50 or so spanks across my stern sister-in-law’s lap before I am allowed to go to bed.
As humiliating as all this is, last week was much worse. They had talked about inviting their mother and father over to watch my punishment, and last week they did it.
After dinner I had to come down to the living room naked with the older Mr. and Mrs. Coburn there to watch my humiliation. When Joan used the white cloth glove to check my rectum, her mother asked to see it.
“It looks reasonably clean,” Mrs. Coburn said, “but that shouldn’t stop him from getting a good punishment enema anyway. Let’s take him upstairs and I’ll show you how to stick a tube in his ass in a way that he won’t forget.”
I was trembling as I mounted the stairs with my wife, her sister, and their Dad and Mom following behind.
“Charles can tell you what one of my enemas is like,” said Mrs. Coburn, referring to her husband, “Can’t you darling?”
“I sure can,” he said, “and I can also tell you I am glad to see it happening to someone else and not me.”
There were two things about Mrs. Coburn’s enema that made it especially embarrassing. First of all, she must have spent a good five minutes lubricating my asshole and then probing it with her finger before inserting the tip of the enema tube. But what was much worse was that after I had taken all the liquid I could possibly hold, I had to stand naked in the hallway outside the bathroom and wait until the old lady gave me permission to use the toilet.
“Are you having a problem just standing there?” she said to me with a smile. “I’ll tell you what will make it easier for you. Why don’t you do a little dance for us?” I thought she was kidding but she was not. I had to do a sort of naked jig to everyone’s amusement, until I finally said with tears in my eyes, Please, please let me use the toilet.”
“Does John want to go potty then?” said Mrs. Coburn. “I’ll tell you what. We’ll all decide together. Get down and kneel in front of Cathy and ask her if you have her permission to use the toilet. If she says yes, you can go over and ask Joan, and then my husband and then me again.”
I was sure I was going to do it right there in the hallway but I had no choice. I kneeled before each of them in turn and begged piteously to be allowed to ‘go potty.’ When they finally all said yes, I raced into the bathroom and didn’t even take the time to shut the door before I let it all out.
“Shall I give him another one?” said old Mrs. Coburn.
“If you want to Mom,” said Joan, “But first let’s go down stairs and give him a good spanking first.”
“Alright then,” said Mrs. Coburn. “But John you should know that getting spanked by my daughter is not going to be enough from now on. You’ll be getting it from me as well, and I’ve brought along just the thing to make you appreciate the attention you’ll be getting.”
It turned out she had brought along a hair brush to use on my poor tushy and she displayed it with great pleasure for everyone else to see.
“Now I know that you have a tendency to lose control and orgasm while you are being spanked and I certainly don’t want you messing up my skirt, so John I am going to give you a wonderful surprise. You can stand and play with yourself while you watch me.”
It was a surprise, a shock really, and I didn’t quite now what to make of it. The old lady stood up and took over her skirt. It turns out she was wearing old fashioned underwear, a with a pink garter belt holding up her heavy dark black stockings. If she had been younger she might have looked sexy but a fat old lady like Mrs. Coburn just looked kind of disgusting.
“Now if you’re really a good little boy, Johnny,” she said. I just might take you into the bathroom later for an even bigger surprise. But for right now, suppose you just get that naked butt of yours across the knees and I’ll show you just what an old fashioned hairbrush can do.”
With that she sat down in the armless punishment chair that Joan uses when she spanks me. I got over her knees and I didn’t have to be told to put my hands on the floor and push my naked butt up so it gave her a good target.
“Thwack!” went the hairbrush and I knew right away this was going to be much worse than what I had been used to. Just to whacks on my behind and I was already crying like mad.
“Cry baby, cry baby,” Joan called out. “Give to him as hard as you can Mom, I want to see that bottom of his turn really red!”
“Hey John,” said my wife brightly, pull your legs apart a little so we can see your balls while you’re getting it!”
Oh my god, I thought, if my mother in law whacks me on the balls with that thing I’ll scream my head off. And before I had a chance to even think about it any more that’s exactly what she did.
“Boy I’m sure glad it’s his balls and not mine,” said Mr. Coburn. “I know just what it feels like.”
I got hit on the testicles several more times as my spanking continued, and I knew I would not be whacking off after this one.
When it was finally over they had me go into the hall and look in the mirror to see how red my behind was. Then I had to spread my legs so I could see that my balls had turned black and blue. While I was hunched over with the mirror behind me, my sister-in-law gave my balls a strong squeeze and I let out a really horrible sounding scream, more like a girl’s scream than a man’s scream.
“Well he sounds just like a little girl,” said Mrs. Coburn. “Now John dear, come upstairs to the bathroom with me. I’ve got another surprise for you!”
(To be continued if I get the sense that some of you might want more of this!)

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The interracial Sexual Surrogate chapter two

This is a continuing storyIt is about a poor childless young black couple that desperately wants a child and the wife is unable to conceive. My wife is so good at having children, and we already have six! She has offered herself through a local service then finds out that the couple in need is black!

An Unlucky Game of Cards?

This was a story I posted on the XNXX Forum prior to knowing about this particular part of XNXX. I hope people enjoy it and I welcome any and all advice or reviews as long as they are not trollish or offensive.

Owned Teacher 25-26

This is not my own work. This wonderful little piece was written by an another known as “Thumb” about ten to fifteen years ago. I repost it here so a new audience may enjoy it as much as I have over the years.These are the last two chapters I know of. The original author “thumb” had health issues and was unable to contiue the series.]CHAPTER 25
Mary walked to the back where the black dancer waited with 5 other dancers, 3 bouncers, a waitress and 2 other contest entrants. She hoped she could get through this and get home to bed.
“My name is Goddess in case you didn’t know that,” said the black dancer. “You three have decided to become at least part time dancers here at the club. Tonight you will be initiated into the group. Most of the things we do are legal at least on the surface but to insure everyone’s mutual investment we conduct this initiation session. After tonight if you would betray any of our activities you would be in just as much trouble as the rest of us.”
The head bouncer took over and explained, ” Tonight you will be video taped performing various sex acts for what will appear to be money and doing other illegal activities. With this tape you will be in the position of having violated several state and a few federal laws before the camera. This will help you to keep your mouth shut about our operation. Everyone who works here has been taped doing these same things and I have the tapes locked in my safe in the office. Goddess will be in charge of the initiation program so I will let her get started.”
Mary spent the next hour fucking and sucking in every possible position. Men, women, 2 men, a man and a woman together all recorded on video tape. After each session she was recorded accepting money. She was also recorded in what appears to be a drug selling adventure. She rolled several joints and smoked them in front of the camera too. By the time the initiation was over Mary was covered in cum, exhausted and higher than a kite. She had orgasmed several times and discovered she really enjoy the feelings she had after smoking pot.
The bartender made Mary ride in the back of his pickup truck because he didn’t want her to mess up the inside.When he finally delivered her home it was 4:30 AM. Her costumes were in a bag and she wore only heels and a light jacket as she climbed the steps to her porch. She managed to set the alarm clock Lisa had left for her on the porch and literally fell into exhausted sleep with cum running down her legs from her pussy and her leaking ass.
In what seemed like only seconds Mary heard to buzzing of the alarm clock. It was 6:00 AM. When she tried to open her eyes she found they were stuck shut with dried cum. Her entire body ached and her ass was sore. As her mind wandered back to the night before she realized her ass hurt from the beer bottle someone had shoved in her while she was eating Goddess.
Mary struggled to her feet and gathered her things. Every muscle ached. She climbed the stairs and went into the bathroom. As she squatted over the toilet to relieve herself she saw her reflection in the mirror. She didn’t recognize the person staring back at her.
What she saw was a naked young woman covered with dried cum squatting over the toilet with her bare pussy spread peeing. Her hair was matted and her breasts were red and swollen. Then she realized she was looking at herself and quickly shut her eyes and moved into the shower.
As the warm water splashed over her exhausted body her mind went back to last night. She could feel all the men looking at her on stage as she bared her body. She could hear the yelling and feel the hands all over her. She pictured herself cumming on the guys over and over again. In her mind she saw herself kneeling with her mouth filled with cock while she stroked two others in her hands. She remembered her face on the floor while her ass was pounded by a complete stranger. Her hand moved to her pussy where just the touch of her finger on her clit sent her into the throes of an intense orgasm. The warm water caressed her breasts as her finger continued to move over her swollen lips. Her mind remembering all the fucking and sucking of the night before. Goddess with her powerful thighs wrapping around her neck forcing her licking tongue deeper into her steaming hot pussy while someone shoved an ice cold beer bottle into her gapping well oiled hole. Mary sank to her knees as the water continued to cascade over her washing the dried cum from her hair and body. Her fingers continued to play deep in her fiery hole.
Suddenly Mary remembered she must wake her owner by 6:30. A quick glance at the clock revealed that she had 10 minutes left. She hurried and shampooed her hair and washed herself. She emerged from the shower and after drying herself she rushed to wake up Lisa.
Mary gentle woke Lisa who was sleeping in her bed. To late she realized she had not done her hair and make up. Lisa noticed this immediately. “My, my pet, you must have had a hard night. You have made another error by forgetting to make yourself presentable to your owner.”
“Sorry Ms. Simon. Your pet has no excuse.” said Mary in a quivering voice.
“Well I don’t have time to deal with you now pet but I will add it to your list for tonight. Go make my breakfast. You may have your special coffee and a yogurt this morning.”
Mary hurried off to the kitchen while Lisa when to shower and get ready for school. When Lisa came down for breakfast she saw that Mary had quickly done her hair and make up and was rapidly moving her naked body around the kitchen with her ass swaying in her 6″ heels.
Mary stood near the kitchen and ate her yogurt while Lisa devoured her breakfast. The cum in her coffee was not even noticeable to Mary. She had drank so much cum last night that the diluted cum in her coffee was nothing.
After cleaning the kitchen Mary dragged her weary body up the steps to see what humiliating outfit Lisa had laid out for her to wear to school today. She didn’t know how she would make it through the day she was so worn out her mind wouldn’t even work. She kept thinking about last night and what disturbed her most were these thoughts made her excited.
When she got to her room she was surprised to see Lisa had laid out a conservative dressy business suit. A tan skirt reaching to within an inch of her knees, a white silk blouse with the matching suit jacket. While the blouse was sheer the jacket covered her completely. She also found a beige garter belt and suntan stockings with comfortable 4″ heels.
Mary quickly dressed and grabbing her purse and briefcase she met Lisa at the door. She had not had an opportunity to check any papers at home all week and she was getting really behind. Maybe over the weekend she could get caught up. Lisa appeared to be easing the pressure a bit considering her choice of clothing. Maybe things were going to turn out ok.
The ride to school was uneventful. Mary was so tired she almost fell asleep. when they arrived at school Lisa’s only comment was that she would meet Mary in her room after school.
Mary hurried to her room to prepare for the day. She drank a cup of cum laced coffee from her thermos to try to stay awake. Despite her exhaustion Mary felt more normal than she had since this entire crazy thing had started.
Just before her first class as Mary was getting her things organized she opened her grade book and was shocked to see the picture and note. It was a picture of her naked and kneeling on a tile
floor with a hard cock in each hand and a third filling her sucking mouth. It had been taken last night. With tears in her eyes she unfolded the note and read:
This is the real you pet.
You’re just pretending to be a teacher.
Mary folded the note and tried to remove the picture from her grade book but it was glued to the page and she couldn’t get in loose. Her students started arriving for class so she slammed the grade book closed and put it in her briefcase under all the papers she hadn’t graded. She was so shaken by the picture and note she could hardly teach. Her mind wandered back to last night. She could feel the 2 cocks in her hands and the hot thick cock running over her tongue and down her throat. She was dismayed that these thoughts would intrude on her teaching but even more appalled that she was excited by the memories.
After class Mary had a few moments and avoided the grade book in her briefcase as she pulled out some papers to grade. Attached to the second paper was an envelope which said:
pet..Open Immediately!!!!
With shaking hands Mary removed the envelope. She didn’t want to open it but she couldn’t stop herself from obeying Lisa command. Inside was another picture and note. The picture showed Mary on her hands and knees getting fucked while sucking the black bouncer’s huge cock. The gleam in her eyes showed that she was enjoying the double fucking. This must have occurred after the smoking of the pot because she didn’t even remember it until she saw the picture. The note said:
What wife and mother would behave like this?
She couldn’t believe the cruelty of the note yet her hand was moving under her skirt to scratch a definite itch between her legs. Maybe she was just a slut and had been pretending to be something else. She enjoyed what she had done. The pictures showed it.
With her mind in turmoil Mary got to lunch time. She headed directly to the restroom before going to eat. While squatting over the toilet she rammed 2 fingers deep into her drenched pussy. She needed to cum so bad but she knew now that Lisa was not easing up on her and she would be severely punished if she allowed herself to orgasm.
After reluctantly pulling her fingers from her sucking pussy she licked her fingers clean without thinking and dried her thighs before going to eat lunch. Her lunch consisted of a plain bagel and an apple. Mary finished the special coffee in her thermos and returned to her classroom. Her nerves were on edge but she was physically spent. Her mind was in even worse shape.
Lisa’s class arrived and Lisa was extremely polite to Mrs. C. There were no subtle references or embarrassing questions. The class went smoothly. On the way out of class Lisa handed Mary another envelope. Mary couldn’t imagine what was in this one. It felt thicker than the other one. As soon as the last student was out the door Mary ripped open the envelope before the next class arrived. She was shocked and frightened by the contents. Inside were several pictures of Amy. She was dressed in some very revealing outfits. Her hair was done up and she was wearing entirely too much make up. She looked like a 17 – 18 years old tramp.
Mary was angry, afraid and repulsed by the pictures. She angerly opened the accompanying note:
We played dress up. What do you think?
She looks 18 doesn’t she? Almost older
than you when I dress you up. Do you wonder
what she was doing while you were parading
your bare ass in front of a bunch of strangers
and fucking and sucking everything in sight?
I promised not to tell. I guess these prove that
you are not only a cheating wife and a unfit
teacher but also a very neglectful mother.
Mary fought back tears as she tried to control her emotions. What had happened? How did things get so out of control? When was Bill going to call? He could at least save Amy from Lisa. He hadn’t called in 2 weeks. She struggled through her last class and was waiting for Lisa when she came in at the end of the day.
“You leave my daughter alone”, she yelled as soon as Lisa walked in the room. ” Do what you want with me but leave her out of this,” demanded Mary as she rushed up to Lisa ready to do whatever necessary to protect her daughter.
Out of no where came a resounding slap to the face which staggered Mary. It was quickly followed by a second slap to the other cheek. “Now you listen to me. I am in charge here and I will do whatever I want, to whomever I want, whenever I please. You are nothing but my little pet. You can do nothing without my approval and that includes with your daughter.”
“If you ever raise your voice to me again I will beat you senseless and then have you arrested for drug dealing and prostitution for starters. You will lose everything and I will have your daughter and your husband to play with as long as I like.”
With tears running down her stinging cheeks a cowered Mary stood staring at Lisa in total shock. Everything she said she would do she had the power to do. Where did Bill come into this? Mary didn’t know what to say but she knew she was beaten. Her only hope was that Bill would save Amy from Lisa’s clutches.
Lisa grabbed Mary’s short hair and pulled her to her knees in front of her. “Now listen carefully pet. Take the all the pictures and put them in the center desk drawer. Leave the drawer partially open and then meet me in the car.”
“Ms. Simon”, whispered Mary. “May I keep the pictures of Amy?”CHAPTER 26
Mary’s mind was in turmoil as she opened the desk drawer and placed the seductive pictures of her daughter inside. The picture were not obscene but very suggestive. She had no choice but to obey her owner. Pictures of her daughter scantily clothed being seen by the janitor was better than leaving Amy and her husband at the mercy of Lisa and her family while she was in prison.
A very confused Mary left the school and walked slowly toward her car where her owner was waiting. Her mind was confused and her body was physically exhausted. She could barely make it to the car. She opened the door and slumped into the front seat next to Lisa. “Well pet, I was going to give you the night off but you went over the
line in there. You were making so much progress up until then. I am really disappointed.”
“Your pet is sorry Ms. Simon.” said Mary slipping back into her submissive character. She knew she was going to pay for her attack on Lisa and she knew she deserved everything she got. She had disappointed her owner.
She only hoped her body could stand the punishment in it’s exhausted state.
Lisa said nothing on the drive home and when the car was parked in the garage she told Mary, ” Go up to your room and get dressed properly then meet me in Amy’s room.”
Mary dragged herself up the stairs and removed her clothes in her room, Then she put on her 5″ heels and collar with leash and went to her daughters room to wait for Lisa. When she entered the room she was shocked to see the wall covered with enlargements of the photos Lisa had given her at school. As she was studying the photos her mind wandered to the what she was doing while all this was happening to her daughter.
Just then Lisa entered the room and seeing Mary looking at the pictures she said, “Amy really enjoyed playing dress up and being a model last night.” Now I want you to pick out her outfit for her date tonight from the ones in the pictures. By the way we charged all of them on your credit card.
“Ms. Simon, Amy is not permitted to date.”
“She is now, and she has a date with very nice senior football player from our English Class.”
“Ms. Simon she is only in 9th grade.” begged the distraught mother.
“Either you pick the outfit or she will wear this one,” said Lisa pointing to a picture showing Amy with a tight spandex halter which barely covered her budding breast and extremely tight short shorts which hardly covered
her ass.
A defeated teacher studied the pictures and pick the outfit which covered her baby the most. A short flared skirt with a pale blue blouse cut just above the waist showing minimal stomach. “Please Ms. Simon Amy is too young to be dating.” Begged the distressed mother slumping to her knees. “I’ll be your slave forever if you stop this.”
“My pet you are my slave forever already. Don’t worry I’ve talked with Amy all about things and she understand what boys like.”
Mary didn’t know what to say. She was so confused. She wanted to protect her family. Was this the right thing? She must trust her owner’s discussions. ‘I can’t think straight.’
“Come along pet we have things to do,” said Lisa grabbing Mary’s leash and pulling the begging mother to her feet. Lisa lead Mary to the kitchen and ordered her get her a coke. “Now pet I know you are tired from having so
much fun last night and I had planned to allow you to rest this evening but you decided to act up so now I have to punish you.”
“Your pet is sorry Ms. Simon.”
“I’m sure you are but you understand you must be punished.”
“Yes Ms. Simon, your pet understands.”
“Get me one of those popsicle we bought the other day pet. Get one for yourself too.”
Mary went to the freezer and grabbed two popsicle. She was so hungry she would eat anything.
“Thank you pet,” said Lisa taking her popsicle. As she unwrapped hers she told Mary to open her’s but not to lick it yet.
Mary’s mind told her she was going to be ordered to put on a show for her owner sucking and licking the popsicle like it was a cock. Boy was she wrong.
“Pet I want you to spread you legs as wide as you can and fuck yourself with the popsicle.”
Mary couldn’t believe what Lisa wanted her to do but she unwrapped the freezing treat and spreading her legs she tried to slid it into her sore pussy. It was freezing. She began to shiver as she slid the icy probe into her steaming dripping pussy. Why was she dripping doing this humiliating act for her owner? Why did she feel compelled to please this abusing teenager?
The popsicle quickly melted in her pet’s steaming pussy with the cherry fluid running down her legs and dripping onto the floor. When it was entirely melted Lisa ordered Mary to suck the stick clean.
The humiliated teacher stood naked in her kitchen with melted popsicle running down her legs from her hot pussy. Her mouth working on the stick soaked in her pussy juices. So many things had changed in the last two weeks. At least her husband will be home soon to rescue her from the torment. But why was she so excited by this treatment? Maybe she really was a slut and not meant to be a wife, mother and teacher. Her thighs began to tremble as her stretched legs began to tire and her mind couldn’t concentrate on anything for more than a few seconds.
“Pet lick up that mess you made and then go and clean yourself up. I’ll be waiting here for you.”
Mary thankfully dropped to the floor relieving the spasms in her legs and licked the floor clean of the combination of her juices and melted popsicle. She climbed to her feet and moved as quickly as her heavy legs would carry her to the stairs and up to the bathroom.
While Mary had been sliding the popsicle in and out of her pussy Lisa’s mind had been working overtime. She had to punish her pet severely for her rebellion but she didn’t want any marks for her debut tomorrow. She also knew her pet was reaching the point of complete exhaustion and she would need her strength to get through the weekend. She had the perfect solution.
As soon as Mary her dragged her body up the stairs Lisa went to work. She opened two cans of beans and put them on the stove to heat. Next she went into the downstairs bathroom and got a bottle of Castor Oil and a bottle
of water pills for that “blotted feeling”. She returned to the kitchen and dumped a liberal portion of the Castor Oil and several of the water pills into the heating beans and stirred the mixture until the pills dissolved.
By the time Mary returned to the kitchen the sweet smelling warm beans were in a bowl on the floor next to a very large glass of water.
Mary could smell the beans as she descended the stairs and her mouth was salivating by the time she reached the kitchen and saw the bowl on the floor. Her heart leapt as Lisa told her to kneel and eat the entire bowl and drink all the water. The only restriction was no hands to eat the beans. Without a moment hesitation the starving pet dropped to her knee and began eating the messy beans. She was so hungry she ate the entire bowl in minutes.
“Drink your water pet.”
“May your pet use her hands Ms. Simon?’
“Of course pet. Drink up.”
Mary quickly drank the entire glass. “Your pet thanks you for the meal Ms. Simon.”
Why am I thanking this girl for allowing me to eat a bowl of beans from the floor? When will Bill come home a save me? How can he save me when he can’t know what is happening? She was so confused.
“I knew you would be hungry. Here drink another glass of water while I am in a good mood.”
Mary drank the water offered and waited for further instructions.
“Clean up this mess and then yourself and meet me in Amy’s room.”
“Yes Ms. Simon.” Why Amy’s room? she wondered.
Mary quickly cleaned the kitchen and then washed the beans from her face. The full feeling in her stomach was wonderful. She could even see a very slight bulge in her tummy for the first time in weeks. When everything was cleaned up she again climbed the stairs to Amy’s room to find her owner sitting on Amy’s bed surrounded by ropes and a long pole. She noticed a gag and something else she didn’t recognize.
“Come here pet we must hurry, Amy will be home in about a 1/2 hour to get ready for her date.”
As Mary moved to Lisa she tried one more time to convince Lisa to forbid Amy this date with the senior boy. “Please Ms. Simon your pet begs you to not allow Amy to wear this revealing outfit and go on a date with this
boy. He is much too old and she is so young.”
“Pet that is already been decided now turn around.”
Mary turned her back to Lisa.
“Bend over Pet”. Lisa inserted Mary’s medium sized plug it her ass.
“Now stand up.”Lisa took Mary’s wrists and tied them tightly behind her back. Then Lisa moved up the arm and tied her elbows together, pulling and tugging until they actually touched. Lisa cinched the ropes tightly and then reached around and placed the penis gag in Mary’s mouth. The pet willingly opened her mouth to accept the gag without protest. Her arms were strained with her elbows pulled back but thanks to all the exercise and dancing she was fairly limber. Her breasts were forced out even further by the bound position.
Lisa lowered Mary to the floor and bound her ankles to the ends of the wooden rod. Then she rolled the trussed up pet on to her stomach which was beginning to gurgle. ” Now pet I want to to slither under Amy’s bed. Be sure to get all the way back so she can’t see you. Oh one more thing.”
Lisa took the item that Mary didn’t recognize from the bed and moving around the bound teacher she placed the thing in her pussy, right on her clit. She was wet as usual. Lisa ran the straps snugly around Mary’s waist and up through her ass so the the thing wouldn’t move from its position.
Lisa then explained to her bewildered and embarrassed pet. “That is a clit vibrator. I have set it to vibrate for 5 minutes every 20 minutes so you get a 15 minute rest in between. You are not to cum. Now get under the bed.”
That was easier said than done as Mary quickly discovered. With her legs spread and her hands and arms useless behind her the only way she could move was by bending her knees sightly and dragging her breasts across the carpet. About halfway under the bed the vibrator started and the vibrations right on her clit sent shock waves through her entire body.
“Better hurry pet. Amy’s is due any minute.”
Realizing she could not let Amy find her like this she tried to ignore the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. These pleasurable feelings were dulled a bit each time she scraped her nipples across the carpet.
Finally she was entirely hidden under the bed and the vibrator had stopped. Her breasts ached from dragging on the carpet and she was squeezed so tightly under the bed there was no way to relieve the pressure as her entire upper body was resting on her smashed breasts. She began to get an uncomfortable feeling in her stomach and she hoped she wouldn’t be here long because she thought she would need to use the bathroom. She was surprised when Lisa dropped down beside the bed and placed a mirror aiming it so that Mary could see the entire room from the full length mirror on the door. Then Lisa got up and left the room turning off the lights and
closing the door leaving Mary bound, plugged gagged and alone under her aughter’s bed.
Even her uncomfortable cramped space the quiet darkness allowed Mary’s exhaustion to take over. Just as her eyes began to close and she was drifting off to sleep the vibrator switched on sending waves of lust and pleasure through her tightly bound body jarring her awake. After 5 minutes of constant stimulation directly on her clit Mary was nearing orgasm when the vibrator suddenly stopped leaving her hanging near completion. As her body slowly returned to it normal excited state she could no longer resist the effect of the last 2 weeks and drifted again into a deep sleep which even the vibrator couldn’t disturb her enough to wake her.
As she slept Mary’s mind continued to try to make sense out of her situation. Bill had to return soon but how could she explain what had happened. She had to protect Amy from Lisa but how could she. She thought about cock all the time and she was in a constant state of arousal. Teaching those young virile boys was harder and harder yet with Lisa’s constant torment she couldn’t stop herself. When she tried to rebel Lisa always made things worse. What can I do?
Mary was startled awake sometime later by the sound of voices and the light coming on in the bedroom. She immediately became aware of cramps in her stomach and the urgent need to use the bathroom as her bladder felt ready to burst. Of less significance but still noticeable was the ache in her breasts from being forced to lay on them for such a long time. Suddenly the vibrator switched on and her mind shifted to her pussy and she could feel the wetness between her spread legs. As her body responded to the sensations of the vibrator all the other discomfort and pain became unbearable. She bit down on the gag to keep quiet as Lisa and Amy came into the room while her body was buffeted from pain to pleasure.
“I’m sorry Mark canceled your date tonight Amy.”, said Lisa.
This was music to Mary’s ears as her body continued to be attacked by cramps and pleasure.
“Me too. I was so excited he asked me out but he did say something had come up and we would have to postpone the date. At least he said postpone which means he still wants to go out with me.”
Mary couldn’t believe her good luck that Mark had canceled their date. Tears of thanks mixed with the tears of pain and pleasure running down her cheeks. Mark, that must be Mark Evans the principals son. He is a real lady’s man and quite arrogant. What did he see in Amy? The need to use the bathroom was approaching the critical state. She didn’t think she could hold her bladder in check much longer.
“Well at least you were able to get some new plans together for the weekend.”
“Do you think my other will allow me to go to the concert and stay at Grace’s house?”
“I said it would be ok and your mother is tied up somewhere so don’t worry I will explain it to her.”
‘Grace? The only Grace I know is Grace Klinger and she is already out of school and has been in trouble several times. Why would Amy be involved with her?’ thought Mary as her cramps sent agony rolling through her body.
“I’m so glad you introduced me to Grace Lisa. She is really cool.”
The cramps continued tearing Mary’s stomach apart and shaking her to the core. She felt herself losing control of her bladder but was able to gain control just in time.
Mary heard a horn and saw Amy hurry out to meet her new friend.
“What time will you be home on Sunday?” yelled Lisa as Amy hurried down the stairs.
“What time do I have to be home?” questioned the excited teen.
“No later than midnight”, answered Lisa much to the displeasure of Mary.
“Ok” yelled Amy as she slammed the door.
“You can come out now pet”, said Lisa as she flipped up the bed spread to see her pet’s face distorted in pain.
Mary began the slow agonizing process of slithering out from under the bed. Her stomach was knotted with sever stomach cramps, her bladder was at the point of bursting, and her body despite the pain was supercharged with sexual energy. It took the tormented teacher 15 minutes to get out from under her daughter’s bed. She was drenched in sweat and she left a trail from her leaking pussy as the vibrator again was doing its stirring of the molten pot. Her face was twisted in severe agony as the cramps twisted her insides in impossible pain.
As her pet ground her breasts on the carpet getting herself out from under the bed Lisa smiled and told her, “You see pet you should never question me, attack me or disobey me.”
Mary’s entire body was in distress as the beans produced the desired effect with the Castor Oil enhancing their effectiveness. The “water pills” were adding to her torment yet her pussy was responding to the vibrator keeping her charged body on the edge of sexual release. Lisa released Mary’s ankles from the spreader bar and ordered her to stand. Mary’s initial reaction was to curl into a ball to try to relieve the pain in her stomach.
Lisa bent over the contorted teacher and said, “Either you get up this minute or I will leave you here like this for Amy to find when she gets home.”
Mary jerked into action but getting up was easier said than done. With her elbows and wrists tightly bound behind her and her stomach tearing itself apart, she struggled to get up. Her bladder was painfully full and just as she began to make progress toward getting to her knees the vibrator started which broke her concentration and she had to begin the process all over. After much twisting and struggling Mary finally managed to get to her feet only to be bent forward by the pain coursing through her body.
Lisa attached Mary’s leash to her collar and forced the bent pet to follow as she lead her down the stairs and out on to the back porch.
Mary was surprised to discover that it was raining as her owner disconnected her leash from her collar and ordered her out into the downpour. The rain felt cold on her overcharged body which quickly chilled her and increased the severity of the cramps.
“You may pee yourself pet,” said Lisa.
Mary quickly spread her legs and without hesitation released the flood for her stretched bladder. Mary could feel the pee splashing on her legs but she couldn’t slow the flow. As the relief of peeing set in the discomfort associated with the cramps became more intense.
“Would you like to remove the plug and relieve yourself pet?” asked the smiling student.
Mary frantically nodded her head.
“Kneel”, ordered Lisa.
The bound teacher dropped to her knees in the piss soaked mud.
“Crawl up here Mrs. C.”
Mary struggled on her knees through the mud and rain over to the porch and up the steps as her body contorted with pain.
Lisa removed Mary’s gag once her pet was out of the rain. She looked so miserable it made Lisa smile.
“Please Ms. Simon your pet is very sorry and will not question you ever again..Your pet will obey you and never attack you again. Please allow your pet to remove her ass plug and relieve her cramps.” begged Mary as her body doubled over in pain.
“Well pet I don’t know that you have been punished enough for your behavior.”
“Please Ms. Simon your pet will behave. Your pet will do anything to make up for her lack of respect and self control.”pleaded the defeated teacher.
” I will give you a test pet. If you pass the test I will permit you to remove the plug but if you fail the plug will stay in for the night.”
“Ms. Simon your pet will work to please you and pass your test.”
“Perhaps you should hear the test first my pet. I will release your wrists and elbows. You will then crawl back out into the yard and fuck yourself to orgasm with your favorite black toy. (Which Lisa throws on into the yard where Mary’s pee had mixed with the rain and the mud). If you orgasm in 5 minutes I will permit your to remove the plug from your ass, put it in your mouth, squat with your ass on the ground and relieve yourself.”
Mary knew she had no choice but to try to please Lisa no matter how disgusting her requests. She couldn’t stand the cramps all night. “Your pet will try to meet your expectations.”
“You realize the penalty if you disappoint me again?”
“Yes Ms. Simon your pet understands.” Her guts were twisted in pain and she had doubts about being able to cum in 5 minutes but she had to try.
Mary stood so Lisa could release her teacher’s wrists and elbows from behind her back.
“Go.”
Mary’s arms and hands were stiff and useless until the blood circulation painfully returned to her limbs. Dropping to her knees she immediately crawled out into the pouring rain and mud. She found the black monster her owner had tossed into the mud and jammed the filthy phallus into her sopping pussy. Despite her knotted insides and the humiliation, or maybe because of it, she was dripping and her clit was swollen and protruding from its protective cover.
Mary felt the muddy black dildo slide over her clit and deep into her steaming slit until it bumped the plug wedged firmly in her ass sending shivers through her tormented body. Mary found herself kneeling in the mud with her make-up and hair destroyed by the pouring rain, her insides stabbing her with constant jabs of pain, and thinking of nothing else other than achieving orgasm to please her owner, student, so that she can be free to stuff the shit covered plug in her ass into her mouth and be free of the pain encompassing her body. Where will it end?
Sliding the black rubber cock in and out of her spread pussy lips kneeling in the mud and filth Mary was quite a sight. Lisa knew she was close to having a very compliant little pet. After tomorrow she will be totally beaten.
With 30 seconds to spare the shivering drenched teacher succumbed to a powerful orgasm while kneeling in the rain in her back yard. She was overwhelmed by the intensity of her passion.
When Lisa saw her pet thrashing in the mud in the unbridled passion of a powerful orgasm she smiled to herself and gave Mary permission to continue the test.
Mary understood what she had to do next and while repulsed at what she had to do she literally had no choice. Squatting in the mud she removed the plug and without hesitation shoved the smelly thing into her wide spread
mouth. Dropping her ass to the mud there was an immediate explosion of liquid shit from her open ass. The shit had such force it splashed onto the ground and all over the relieved teacher. The shit kept coming and coming as her body relieved itself of the pressure that had been building for hours.
The exhausted teacher remained squatting in her own mess in her high heel shoes and collar as the rain beat on her spent body. She didn’t have the strength to move.
Lisa tossed her pet a small lounge cover from the porch and ordered her to sleep where she was for the night. “You are to sleep right there tonight pet. You are not to move from that spot or get up off the ground. If you need to relieve yourself any further just do it there.”
Mary couldn’t believe that Lisa expected her to sleep in the mess she had been forced to make. It was raining and cold and the area where she was told to sleep was disgusting. She removed the filthy plug from her stretched mouth and was about to object when she came to the realization that to protest would only create further problems and pain. “Yes Ms. Simon.” the beaten teacher replied.
“Put the plug back in your mouth until you are given permission to remove it. Good night pet.” said Lisa as she turns and goes into the warm dry house not even looking back as Mary puts the plug back in her mouth and sinks into the smelly brown mess.
Mary tried to block her situation from her mind as she covered her abused body with the cover as best she could to try to get warm. The pills, beans and caster oil worked through the night as the once respected teacher wallowed in her own excrement dreaming about thick young cocks filling her every opening in her body as her body and mind continued to betray her.

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Angelica is kidnapped and used over and over for sexual pleasure. Each boy has a different taste and their boss is dead last.

Sybil, A Story About Interracial Slavery Chapter Two

This is a story about a young and very naive white girl’s travels through submissive interracial sex and slavery. After reading about these terrible events in history her guilt has become an obsession to right the terrible wrongs that many young black girls had to endure as a slave over 150 years ago! She eventually sees herself as a white slave girl to black abusive slave owners, quite the reverse of what actually happened.

Out of Her Depth

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A Mom’s tale: Becoming a Slave

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

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Titcage (All 31 chapters so far)

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