Humiliation

Owned Family – CH3: No Turning Back

This is a continuation of a story about a family that submits to their black neighbor. If you do not like stories about gay, interracial, incest, bestiality, or young sex, please move on. If you do like those topics, please enjoy. I do appreciate CONSTRUCTIVE criticism.
The next two days were very much alike. I worked at Ty’s house learning his investments and improving his filing system, if you could call it a system. From what I could tell he came into money left to him by a family member while he was in college. He worked at a high school across town as a football coach part time. Not because he had to but because he liked to do things with his free time.
I would spend most of the morning working with Ty directly to get a foothold on everything he wanted me to oversee as his financial advisor. We would also spend some time talking about my family. Around 11am I would suck him off while he ate lunch. He would blast his load all over my face and then leave for his coaching job. The rest the afternoon was spent organizing his files. I’d go home and spend some time with the family in the evening. After dinner Ty would call and order Laura over. She would return exhausted around midnight.
Wednesday was shaping up to be the same. I’d just finished getting a hot facial from Ty when he told me the rest of the afternoon was to get ready for his arrival tonight. He reminded me that he expected the whole family there at eight. I spent some time getting caught up on my own bills and paperwork for most of the evening. The twins didn’t care about being told to stay in, but Mel gave up some fuss until I pointed out that she didn’t have plans anyway.
The whole family was in the entertainment room watching TV when the doorbell chimed. I left the family to continue watching the mindless reality show that the twins picked out. I opened the front door and Ty walked in without my invitation. He was carrying a small duffle bag with him. As I followed him to the entertainment room Ty commented, “I should really have a key to this house.”
As our tall black neighbor entered the room Laura’s face lit up. She quickly grabbed the remote and turned off the TV ignoring the complaint from Zoey. Ty found a seat on one of the couches. I introduced Ty to the kids.
Once the pleasantries were over Ty wasted no time getting to the point of his visit, “Well kids, you’re the main reason I’m here tonight. First let me say that nothing of what I’m about to say will leave this house, got it?” He waited for each of the children to respond.
Laura piped in, “We’re serious about this. You can’t tell anybody or we will all get in trouble.” The twines exchanged glances like they had done something wrong. Mel got a smile on her face that told me she was curious.
Ty continued, “Your parents and I have entered into an agreement. First, your dad is going to work for me and he is going to be making good money again.” He paused for only an instant, “And second, I’m going to own your family.”
The twins looked confused and turned to their mom to explain. Mel laughed, “That’s a good one. Did James put you up to this? He was never very good at jokes.”
The black man smiled at Mel, “No. I am quite serious Mel. Your parents have chosen to submit to me; recognizing me as a superior being. They are my property to do with as I wish. Slaves, strip.”
I had already expected that Ty would force me to get naked in front of my family and I had accepted it awhile ago. So I quickly followed his order. I was flush with humiliation and I couldn’t look at any of my family, so I cast my gaze downward.
“See Mel, they are my slaves. You and your brother and sister will have a choice to serve me or not to. Your siblings won’t have to make that choice until they are more mature. You on the other hand will have to make that choice tonight.” Ty was very confident in his words.
“I’m not going to be your property.” Mel blurted out with a bit of anger.
“Your options are as follows: One you submit to me. Two, you go to boarding school. Or three, you refuse both and your father loses his job with me and your house is foreclosed on and you lose everything.”
“James, is that true are we going to lose the house?” Mel voice now had a distinct air of fear.
Without looking up I answered Mel, “Yes darling, without a job we have one maybe two more months before we lose the house.”
Ty pressed the advantage, “I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to Mel; you can always refuse me and be sent to boarding school.”
Mel is a smart girl; she realized that she had few choices open to her, “What do you want me to do?” She said just above a whisper.
“Before I have you do anything Mel, I want to have the whole family watch what a pathetic submissive bitch their father is.” Ty said as he dug into the duffle bag he brought. From the bag he produced a clear plastic device that remotely looked like a small penis with a large ring attached to it and a black plastic box that fit snugly in his hand.
He motioned for me to come to him, which I did. He looked at my shaved cock, commenting on it semi-erect state, “Now that won’t do. We need you flaccid.” He quickly placed the black box up to my testicles and pressed a button. My body and especially my balls felt like they were on fire. My body tensed out of my control and I landed with a thump on the carpet.
It took me a moment to start to regain control of my body. When I did, Ty motioned me to stand in front of him again. “That’s better.” He said with a smile as he attached the plastic device over my cock, locking it in place. “This is a chastity device. It will prevent this bitch from playing with his worthless cock.” He then pushed me away so he could see the rest of the family again.
“Adam, Zoey, you can run along and play. You can also stay and watch if you want to.” Ty spoke in a fatherly voice at my youngest children. I could hear both of them leave the room. Ty paused for a long while, I’m sure he was waiting for the twins to leave the room. “Mel, I want you to strip just like your parents.” Ty paused again, “You don’t have to play coy with me. Your parents told me about the video of your…extra circular activities last year.”
I could feel Mel’s stare drill into me. Then I heard the undressing of my oldest daughter. I couldn’t help but look up in curiosity. Mel’s goth clothes were piling up on the floor. She has her mother’s porcelain skin. She defiantly didn’t have her mother’s athletic body. My eldest daughter was voluptuous to say the least; most would call her a BBW. From what I saw now, she carried her weight very well; mostly in her hips and breasts. I don’t think I was ready to see that Mel was shaven clean as the day she was born.
Ty stood up and proceeded to undress himself leaving only his boxers. Mel had grown up, more than I realized. I could tell by how she stared at Ty’s boxers that she was a woman. Ty looked at me, “Bitch get me ready to take your lovely daughter.”
I moved to Ty and fell to my knees. I pulled down his boxers to hear Mel let out a small gasp. I then started kissing my Master’s beautiful manhood before taking it into my mouth. I quickly lubed up his dick as I bobbed up and down on it. I felt a fresh wave of humiliation wash over me realizing my own daughter was watching me suck another man’s dick; and a black man at that.
Soon Ty’s cock was fully erect. He pulled Mel closer to him in an embrace. My daughter’s chubby leg was pressed against me as the two of them made out. After a short time I could hear the squish of Mel’s pussy being fingered.
“You’re a nasty slut aren’t you?” Ty asked my daughter rhetorically. “You’re already dripping wet. Ok bitch that’s enough.” Master’s hand gentle pushed me away.
Ty sat on the couch, almost laying down on it with his legs spread and propped out on the floor. He directed Mel to stand over his large black dick facing away from him. “Bitch, come give me your nasty slut of a daughter. Guide my cock into her fuck hole. Get real close so you can see what kind of a slut she really is.”
I held my Master’s dick and aimed it for my daughter’s pussy and she lowered herself onto it. Her hungry cunt swallowed Ty’s dick all the while she was gasping, “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.” She was unable to get all of her new Master’s manhood in her wet cunt. She pulled herself most all the way off him and tried again. It took her a dozen tried before she was able to take the full length of his dick.
The smell of her cunt juices was strong but not unpleasant. The glistening of her personal lubricant on a large black dick was an erotic sight. My cock was straining against the chastity device I now wore. The pain from my cages penis made me realize I was very turned on by watching my own flesh and blood ride a well endowed man I called Master.
I looked back to see my wife in a chair naked, her legs spread wide. She was vigorously shoving three fingers into her own wet pussy. She must have been as turned on by the sight of our daughter being violated.
Ty’s voice brought me back to the main event just inches away from me, “Bitch suck my balls while your little girl rides me.”
I went to work on his huge black orbs. I sucked and licked his balls to the best of my ability. The task was made more difficult by Mel’s plump pussy sliding down on Master’s cock and rubbing up against my face with every hump.
I think Ty quickly grew tired of my interrupted attempts to please his balls. He stopped Mel’s thrusts onto his dick, and kept her impaled sitting on his lap. “I have a better idea bitch. I want you to suck your little girl’s clit while I fuck her.”
I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. Ty wanted me to sexually please my own daughter. I had never thought Ty would make me perform such a taboo act. My head was spinning in panic. I didn’t want to do what he had ordered me to do, but I also didn’t want to displease my Master. I thought of what he might do to me as punishment for not following his orders.
I expected Mel to object as I slowly moved toward the chubby young pussy that was in front of me. I reached out and spread the fat pussy lips. I took my first lick of my own flesh and blood. She tasted wonderful, a bit sweet with just a hint of tangy aftertaste. I fell in love with my daughter in that instant and started sucking her clit like I would never get another chance to eat pussy. If Ty could make me molest my own child there was no turning back.
Mel let out a moan and grabbed my head forcing it her crotch more. She let out a moan and said something; it was difficult to make out over the sound of Ty thrusting into her sloppy hole. I think she said, “Oh, yes daddy.” That was the first time Melissa had called me daddy in years.
I flicked my tongue over her clit, occasionally slowing for long solid passing. Soon Mel whimpered softly and started trembling all over. She fell back onto Ty and continued shaking for a moment. As my daughter’s orgasm subsided, Ty slipped out from under her. He pulled her legs up with her back fully on the couch and unceremoniously shoved his throbbing member back into the fifteen year old pussy.
Mel let out a small scream from being violated so quickly after an orgasm with such a large dick. But soon she was moaning again begging him to fuck her. Then my wife’s moaning signaled that she had just cum herself. Even though I wanted to look at Laura while she was cuming, I couldn’t look away from my eldest getting plowed by our neighbor.
By how Ty was breathing I knew from the past few days of experiences that he was going to blow his load soon. In between heavy breaths Ty asked, “Hey bitch…where should…I cum?”
I wasn’t sure exactly how he wanted me to answer so I guessed, “On my face Master.”
He gave me an evil grin, “Wrong answer.” He stopped his pumping and buried his dick in Mel’s pussy and he bellowed. I knew that bellow, it was the one he makes every time he cums.
After his orgasm subsided, he looked back at me with his cock still in Mel’s well used pussy, “I suggest you get over here and suck my jizz out of your nasty slut of a daughter, unless you want her to have a black baby.” With that he pulled out of her.
I quickly moved between Mel’s legs to see her pussy closing and forcing some of her Master’s white cum out. I lapped up the spunk that was already flowing out of her before I started sucking on her pussy. I licked and sucked her used cunt, even plunging a couple fingers in her and licking them off before plunging them in again to get at more of the seed deep in her.
I wasn’t sure why I was doing this. Was it because I wanted to please my Master? Maybe I wanted to do my best to make sure Mel didn’t get pregnant? Or was it because I needed to taste my daughters slit again? Maybe a bit of all three, but deep down I knew it was mostly because I wanted to suck and lick her as much as I could before I woke up from what could only be a dream.
“You have one perverted husband, Laura. I think he likes going down on your daughter more than he does you.” Ty commented as he sat next to my wife.
Ty dug into his duffle bag again once I had finished cleaning him and Mel with my mouth. He pulled out three black leather collars and a couple of keys. He handed a collar to each of us and a key to my wife and daughter. “From now on you will be naked in this house when it isn’t necessary to be clothed. You will wear your collars at all times indoors to remind you that you belong to me. Ladies, if for some reason you want to reward the bitch or use his cock for some unknown reason those keys will open his chastity device. He is your bitch to use as you please so long as it doesn’t conflict with my desires or orders. But leave him in it at least till the weekend.”
Ty dressed and ordered my wife to come with her for the night. They left, Laura hanging off of Ty’s arm. I looked at my beautiful chubby girl; she had a deviant smile cross her face, “Daddy that looks like it’s painful.” Pointing at my imprisoned cock, “If you’re a good boy I might help you out.” She waved the key.
Mel got up and walked out of the entertainment room, her big ass swaying. I mindlessly followed, my dick making the decision for me.

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A call on Saturday morning

She was out side in the garden pulling weeds on a Saturday morning, when her cell phone rang. “Hello” she said.
“What are you doing?” he said
“Working in the garden.”
“Stop, right now and go into the house!” Her breath caught in her throat and her heart started pounding at the commanding tone of his voice.
“Yes, sir” she whispered as she stood and went into the house.
“Go into your room, take out your small dildo and pull down your pants”
“I have it sir my pants are down”
“Suck and lick your dildo, I want to hear your wet mouth on it”
“Yes, sir”. She held the phone to her mouth as she lick and suck the rubber cock making it wet with her saliva.
“Now set on the phone on loudspeaker then put it on the bed, open your pussy with one hand and stuff the wet dildo into your pussy, tell me as each inch go in.”
“Yes sir” she did as instructed laying the phone on the bed after switching it to loudspeaker. She spread her pussy lips with the thumb and finger of her left hand and presses the tip of the rubber cock to the opening of her pussy.
“The head is pressing into my pussy, sir. Now sliding in the first inch. Now sliding to the second inch sir, .starting on the 3rd…”
“On my count of three you will have the full 6 ½ inches inside you understand.. One two three!” He could hear her slam the dildo into place in her pussy trying to make his count, he know that last ½ inch would have been a hard fit when she was not fully relaxed and turned on. “Now turn it so the balls are pressing your clit and pull your pussy lips down over the end of the dildo. Then pull up your panties and pants and do them back up. When you are redressed sit on the edge of the bed and pick up the phone.”
He listened to the whisper of fabric as she redressed. The sound of the zipper going back up, her little moan as she sat on the bed, pressing the dildo hard into her cunt.
“I am here sir.”
“Good girl, now I want you to go back to the garden and get on your hands and knees as you pull weeds. I want your pants pulled high around your waist to hold that dildo in place, as you weed and crawl around the garden. Do not stand up before I call again, if you need something crawl to get it, and don’t think I won’t know if you don’t.”
“Yes, sir. How long until you call again sir?”
“That is none of your business pet. Now go into the garden then hang up and put your phone in your pocket.”
“Goodbye, sir.”
“Good pet”
She pulled her pants high around her waist letting the crotch cut into her pussy lips, then knelt in the garden. Her pussy throbbed with the feel of the dildo pressed hard into her cunt, the head on her cervix. Each movement causing the dildo to rub back and forth as she crawled along the flowerbed pulling weeds. She could feel her pussy juices starting to soak her panties as she move from bed to bed. How long had it been? She felt flushed and hot as she worked the knees of her pants damp from the dirt. Her palms sweating inside her gloves. She jumped as her phone rang and vibed in her pocket. She fumbled with the phone trying to get her glove off while staying on her hands and knees. “Hello……sir”
“Good girl” he said as he sat in his car just down the street where he had been watching her. He watched her pulling weeds and crawling thru the dirt and wait until he saw her moving her hips to rock the dildo inside her as she worked. He did not even think she realized that she was swing her hips and humping the dildo as she worked.
“Now crawl to the end of the flower bed, sit up on to your heels with your ankles crossed and then put the phone back to your ear.”
“Yes sir” she tucked the phone into the front of her blouse and crawled the length of the flowerbeds. She wondered if any of her neighbors saw her as she moved down the flowerbed, did they wonder what she was doing? She crossed her ankles and sat up and back on to her heels the end of the dildo landed directly on her heel forcing it deeper into her. Her breath was coming in short pants as she fished the phone out of her shirt and put it to her ear.
“You are such a good girl today pet! Here is what you are to do next. Get up and walk to the front porch, take off your shoes and socks being sure to bend down and untie each one and remove them one at a time by hand. Then come back on the phone.”
“Yes, sir. May I stand now sir?”
“Oh you are a good girl today! Yes pet you may stand now.”
He watched her stand and move to the front porch. He could barely see her as she bent to remove the items as instructed.
The dildo pressed deep inside her as she stood and walked slowly to the front porch, the dildo sliding a little out of her as she walked due to her flowing juices. At the porch she bent to undo her shoes her pants crotch pressing the dildo back inside her rubbing her clit and pussy lips as she shifted position. Each little move she made as she took off each item causing it to shift and rub inside her. She stood up and took the phone from her blouse again, “I am ready for your next instruction sir.”
“Are you my pet? We will see, walk up to the front door and open it but do not enter. Once the door is open put your phone on speaker and lay in on the floor inside the door. Then slowly remove your blouse and pants and stand in front of the door.”
“Sir? Please sir someone might see!”
“Of course they will, that is the point to show what a little slut you truly are now do it or the game is over!!”
“Yes sir.” She whispered. Then pressed the button to switch the phone to speaker as she walked slowly toward the door. Her hand on the doorknob she hesitated her breath coming in short worried pants.
“Open the door NOW!”
She jumped as she realized that he could see her and if he could others could. She opened the door and laid the phone on the floor. Slowly button-by-button she undid her blouse until it hung open.
“Come on pet, you can do it take it off.”
Her blouse slide off her shoulders and dropped to the porch behind her. Her thoughts raced who would see her? What would they think? Would it turn them on? Could they really see anything as she was facing the open door any way?
“Now the pants.”
She undid the button and zipper then slowly slid the pants down over her hips letting them drop to a puddle at her feet.
“Now step out of your pants and turn around and pick up the blouse and pants. Stand facing away from the door and fold each item of clothing your dropped.”
Her breath caught in her chest as she stepped out of the pants and slowly turned. She keep her eyes down, even if someone is there I can’t see them she thought as she did as she was told.
“Now walk to the edge of the porch and put them next to your shoes, then walk back to the door and stand facing the doorway.”
Her body trembled from head to toe but she did what he said, keeping her head and eye down so she could not see anyone, if they were even there.
He could see her shaking from where he sat and watched her, this was better then he thought she would be able to do. He wondered if she thought everyone was watching her but he knew that there was no one on the street, maybe they watched from their houses but that view would be obstructed at best. He watched her lower the clothes to the porch step. “STOP!” She froze in place still facing the street head down. “I know you can hear me you just proved it. Now take off your panties and bra and put them on the pile before you walk back to the doorway. Oh and don’t lose the dildo from your hot wet cunt when you do it.”
She could not believe this, that he was asking her and that she was doing it as she walked to the porch step in only her panties, bra and dildo. She froze at his voice it seemed so loud. Her whole body shook as she listened to his instructions. Oh my god she couldn’t do that she just couldn’t. Her mind race in circles as she stood there slowly she started to shake her head no.
“Come on pet, you can do this think how hot you feel just to think of being in undies outside. Think of how hot you will be walking naked on your own front porch. Come on pet be a good girl you can do it for me.” He coaxed her and praised her until her hands lift behind her back to take off the bra. “Oh pet! What a good pet you are. So compliant so giving. Now the panties, don’t lose your dildo. Now turn and walk to the door and wait.”
What was she doing? She could not be doing this on the porch her mind screamed as her hands reached to remove the bra. Her head swam as she listened to his voice telling her what to do next telling her how good she was. She turned and walked to the door the dildo trying to slide out of her wet cunt as she walked. She stopped in front of the doorway and stood shaking.
“Good girl, you are doing wonderfully now step inside the house and pick up your phone. Leave the door open and go into your bedroom and take out all your toys and put them on the bed. Lay them out neatly then kneel next to the bed. Cross your ankles and sit back on them so that the dildo is on your heel then spread your knees wide apart. Put the phone on the floor in front of you and then cross your arms behind your back holding your elbows in your palms. Keep your head and eyes down. When in position your are to say “your pet is waiting sir” do you understand?”
“Yes sir” she whispered as she stepped into the house and picked up the phone. She went into her bedroom and opened the drawer of toys. Carefully she laid out the three dildos, each progressively longer and thicker. Then the nipple clamps, clit clamp and weights that went with them. Next the paddle, the crop and the small whip. Lastly was the collars, cuffs, restraints and both a short and long leash. She wondered when he had gotten some of these items and what he was going to do with them, but did not hesitate until the drawer was empty. When all were neatly on the bed she moved to the side of the bed by the door. She placed the phone on the floor and knelt. She crossed her ankles and sat back on to her heels. Now with the dildo held in place she spread her knees as wide as she could, crossed her arms behind her back and lowered her head and eyes and then spoke the words he wanted. “Your pet is waiting sir.”
At her words he moved the car into the driveway, picked up her things from the front step and entered the house quietly closing the door behind him. He could hear her breathing even before he got to the bedroom door the short excited pants as she waited for him. He was still amazed at all she had done already today they had not gone all that far in these games yet as they had only just started to play, but he could see that this was turning point in the game and it really appeared that she was needing a lot more than he had been giving her so far. He was amazed by the power and passion he felt as he watched her follow his instructs as if he really was in charge of her every more. He was so turned on to command her to do things that he knew she wanted and yet didn’t, but that she did on his say so.
He stepped quietly into the bedroom to look over the scene that was set. His beautiful pet kneeling at the side of the bed, a bed full of toys of pleasure and pain that she had laid out for him as instructed. Her large tits displayed by the way her arms were held behind her back, her nipples hard and puckered, her pussy hair sparkling with her juices she was so wet with excitement. Oh he will have to see just how far he can push her, what will she take before she bolts or shuts down. He is surprised by his thoughts and desires, he did not even know that he wanted this or how hot it would make him. He walks up to her and reaches down to pick up the phone, hanging it up and turning it off so that no one would interrupt them. He turned off his cell also and took the phone off the hook on the bedside table. He reached out to stroke her hair, “what a good girl you are today. Everything that I have told you to do you have done.” His hand stroked her hair and down onto her breasts as he talked to her. Soothing her, quieting her as you would a frightened animal. Stroking her shoulder, breasts and nipples his hard cock just inches from her down turned face, making a tent in his pants. “How did it feel to have that rubber cock inside you as you worked in the garden?” He asked but he covered her mouth with his hand so that she could not reply. “Did it make you hot to crawl in the dirt with a cock inside your tight, wet pussy? Did you think about if any one could tell that your pussy was stuffed with cock as you worked? Did you know that you swing your hips and humped that cock as you worked, that anyone could tell that you were turned on and horny?”
She heard the sound of a car starting and pulling into the driveway, she knew that he must have been right across the street the whole time. She wondered what he thought of her for her slavish response to his every command. Her mind raced to nowhere as she knelt there waiting on him, submitting to his every whim so far. Think about all the items she had laid on the bed. As her mind raced she did not hear him enter the bedroom until his shoes showed up in her line of vision. She started to panic as he took the phone and moved around the room, how could she be this turned on by this submitting to him. She was not a slut, he will think such terrible things about her. Just as she started to move his hand touched her hair and she froze. His gentle stroking of her hair and breasts calmed her, his words of praise soothed her fear of his rejection of her actions. She wanted to answer his questions but did not know what to say or how she felt beyond hot, horny and wet but was saved from answering by his hand over her mouth so she licked and kissed his palms as he talked.
“Did you get even hotter as you took off your cloths at the door? Did your breath come in quick pants of excitement?” He kept his hand over her mouth but began inserting fingers one at a time into her mouth to be sucked and licked. “I was so proud of you when you striped the bra and panties off as instructed for that there will be a reward later, but you did hesitate more than once at my instructions for that there must first be a punishment.” She whimpered into his hand but sucked harder on the thumb in her mouth. “Now listen very carefully to me.” He removed his hand from her mouth and took her chin in his hand turning her face up to look into his. “This is very important, you must choose to continue the game or not. If you choose to play this game will last until Sunday night or you use the safety word to end it, do you understand?”
She looked into his face but did not speak.
“You may speak now, in fact you must say it out loud.”
“Yes sir I understand.”
“Do you choose to stay or go?”
“Stay sir.”
“You understand that from now on the only one that decides anything from now on is me until Sunday night?”
“Yes sir”
“What is your safety word for slow down and for stop?”
“Slow down is Mississippi and stop is Boston.”
“Very good pet. This will be a very interesting weekend. Now to start with you have no name from now on. You will respond to pet, girl, slave or slut, understand nod your head yes or no.” She head nodded yes as her breath caught in her chest. “Now pet first we must do something about your punishment, not to harsh I think as this is new to you but enough that you will remember better next time.” “I believe I like that look of your chest and nipples displayed this way but I think they need more decoration, don’t you?”
She nodded her head yes even as her thought went to the items on the bed, oh what did he mean by decorations. Her nipples puckered harder at the thought of the clamps and weights lying on the bed. She had, had clamps on her nipples before but they never seemed to be enough, not tight enough or heavy enough.
“Yes I do believe decorations will help, but I don’t want you to move so I think I will start with some restraints and see where we go.” He picked up the Velcro straps from the bed, he looped them around her arm and hand just below the wrist on each side so that she would not be able to pull her arms from behind her back. “Now let me think about the decorations that you will need…….hum is it punishment or pleasure? I think punishment for now.” He reached for her nipples and began to roll them between his finger and thumbs. “Yes punishment is the way to go,” he said as he pinched down hard on each nipple and pull outward.
She gasped and arched her back to press into his hands as he pulled away. Her pussy was so wet it was drooling on the floor between her spread legs but the pain added to the flow.
He released her nipples and watched them redden and pucker as he reached for the set of clamps on the bed. These were adjustable clamps so that you could make them very tight or just tight enough to stay on. “Yes, punishment if good for a slave don’t you think? If helps them know their place and what to do.” As he spoke he turned the screw on the clamp 4 times on each one. She was not going to like this he thought as he did it, but she would not know until they went on how tight he had made them. “Now lets see if these are punishment for my little slave.” He said as he pulled out her left nipple and opened the clamp. He let it close slowly over her nipple gently biting at first then tighter and tighter it closed, he heard her breath suck in as it tightened until she whimpered as it closed the last bit. “Oh good slave you took that very well, now the other one.” Again he pulled out her nipple and opened the clamp. This time she knew how tight it would be so he let it close faster, not quiet a snap but close. He was rewarded with a small yelp from her.
He stood back to look at the nipples closed in the vice grip of the clamps and pulled down by the chain between them. Wow that was hot to see! Would they be tight enough to hold the weights he thought as he reached out to tug on the chain. She did not move but arched her back to follow the pull.
She heard the chain of the nipple clamp being lift from the bed but did not move her head to see. Oh god would he make them tight, tight enough to fill that ache in her nipples, she hoped he would not be to soft hearted to see her in pain, pain that she needed but did know how to ask for. She felt his finger on her left nipple as he pulled it out from her chest. The clamp closing over it, she was disappointed it was not enough was her thought as it closed, but it got tighter and tighter and tighter until whimpered in pain/pleasure at the feel of it. Oh yes she thought he did it, it was painfully tight. She waited on the pleasure of the other nipple being slowing closed in the jaws of the clamp. First the pull by his finger and then the clamp only this time he did not close it by tiny degrees, she could not hold back the yelp of pain as the clamp almost snapped closed on her nipple. Oh yes, the feel the tightness. She felt him lift the chain and tug on it the clamps did not come off but felt a little like they wanted to.
“Nope not quite enough,” he said as he pulled on the chain. She began to whimper as he gave the screw 2 more turns each. “There that will hold what we need.” Her nipples looked quite beautiful squeezed by the clamp until they were turning colors. Well he would not be able to leave them on that tight for very long so he should do something more. He picked up the weights from the bed. “Let see one or two each to you think?” “Yes your right two to start with and then maybe we will see just how many your can hold.” He attached two weights to the chain just below each clamp and stepped to view his work. The weight pulled her nipples destining them toward the floor it was a very hot look really.
She was both relieved and afraid when he said the clamps would be tightened. Did she really want that? With her next thought she was released, she did not have to decide only he did, her only decision was stop or not. And she was nowhere near wanting to stop. She began to whimper in pain as he tightened the screws 2 full turns. Her breath in short pants of pain. Weights? He was going to add weight? 2 oh god how would that feel? She didn’t have long to think about it as he added the weights to each nipple and she wanted to cum that very second. He stood back to look at her and it made her feel sexy, sluty and hot, hot, hot…
Yes he could tell by the flush of her skin that this is what his little slave had needed and he had not known. “You know what slave, I think we will need picture so that you can relive this moment as much as you need.” He left the room to get his digital camera, on the shelf next to it was the camcorder. Now that is a thought …yes her head was down she would not see the camcorder if he put it on the dresser. Next time he would plan ahead have it set up already. For now that would have to do. He took both back in to the bedroom and set up the video as best he could quickly and then began taking pictures for her to look at later. He showed her a couple of the shots right then to see her reaction.
Pictures he was going to take pictures? She thought of how she might look and whimpered in desire as he left for the camera. Her legs were starting to ache from sitting on them, but she did not move. She heard the click of the camera as he moved around her. OH god she looked hot in the couple of shots he showed her.
“Now it is time for the punishment.” Come on I will help you to stand. He took her elbows in his hands and lifted her to her feet. This set the weights and chain swinging and small whimpers and moans to escape her. “Now I want you to walk forward to the sofa table there in the middle of the room. You didn’t think about why that table might be in such an odd place I bet?” “Stand in front of the table.” “Now lean forward over the table I will support you so you don’t have to worry about falling.” “Be sure you are over the table far enough that your tits are hanging on the other side slave.”
Stand she was not sure she could get up with her arms tied but then he lifted her by her elbows. Oh god the weights and chain tugging biting as they moved. She walked up to the table that she had not noticed before it was about top of her leg high. Bend over it how she would fall with her arms tied that way, but then his arm was around her shoulders as she leaned out over the table. Oh yeah she did not want to lay on the clamps or her nipples so she stretched a little forward so that her breast hung over the side of the table.
“Now these will help you with the punishment,” he said as he added cuffs to her ankles. “Now spread your legs until your are laying on the table.”
He attached a soft rope to the cuff and put it around the table leg pulling it tighter until her toes only touched then the other leg. He watched her struggle to hold on to the dildo as it slipped. He picked up the collar from the bed with more rope and put his hand on her back as she tipped backward. “Now stay in place pet.”
She spread her legs until she was laying and felt the dildo start to slip from her dripping pussy. How could some that had been so tight going in now just slide out like it was a pencil. She felt her leg being pulled toward the table leg until her toes just touched the floor then the other leg. Now she really was losing the dildo and tipping backward off the table. He hand was on her back holding her in place as he put a collar around her neck.
He fastened the collar and run the rope thru the two rings and down to the table legs. Pulling it tight enough to hold her but not choke her. He caught the dildo just as it slipped from her pussy. “Now that will not do that is one more thing to punish.” But lets not waste this slicked up dildo now. I think it is time that more than a finger is in that ass of yours.” He said and he pressed the head to her asshole.
“Sir, please no.”
A hard smack of his hand to her ass cheek was his response. “What, you are a slave and have no say in this.” I guess we will have to have some punishment and then the ass be filled. If you are good I might even add some lube for your asshole.” With that he slapped her ass again. “In fact I think you should be thanking me for this spanking you so badly need. I want a “thank you sir” after each one.”
She jumped at the smack to her ass, which made her tits move. Oh, the pull of the weights and clamps. Oh he was changing into a master, his tone, his demands everything and it just made her hotter. What a slut she really was but he was loving it she could tell. Another slap to her ass, the clamps pulling, the feel of her ass on fire… his demand for a thank you sir, everything pushing her toward the edge of coming. “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Thank you, Sir.” It got harder and harder to say “Thank you, Sir.” And she started cumming her ass on fire her nipples in pain her arms ached everything was too much to hold off her cum. She cried out as she came, body-shaking, legs stiff. And then dropped back over the table.
Well that was interesting she came from a spanking or was it the nipple clamps or both. Well this is still only the beginning so there would be more time to see. “Did my slave cum? Did she so like the pain that she lost control? And I don’t recall telling you, you could cum?” His hand rubbed lightly over her red-hot ass. His other hand stroking his hard cock. “Well since you came it is only right that I do also. Now I think I might just check out that virgin ass for my hard cock instead of the smaller dildo.” He striped his clothes off as he walked around her.
“Suck my cock, get it nice and wet” he said as he stuffed it into her mouth. “Yes I think I will just take that ass as part of your punishment. Think how it will feel to have my big, hot, hard cock driving into your tight little ass.” She whimpered around his cock. “But I don’t want to ruin it for later so you’re in luck and I will add the lube.” He reached over her back as she sucked and stuck a lubed finger in her ass. “Yeah that is it suck that cock, the better you suck the more lube I will add” as another finger of lube went into her ass. “Oh that is good slave, you are really doing well” he reached down and picked up the weights in his hands holding them to release the pressure temporarily.
Oh god her ass he was going to fuck her ass he was not small she should have let him put in the dildo. His cock was in her face and she began to lick and suck it hard, hoping she could make him cum before he could fuck her. He finger was in her ass over and over as he added more lube. Then the weight lifted from her nipples, he was holding them relieving the pressure and weight.
“Stop” he pulled is cock from her mouth as the pre cum leaked from the tip. “You thought that would work that you could make me cum when I had your ass to look forward to.” “Silly slave, I can have that mouth any time, now it will be your ass” He dropped the weights that he held in his hands and she cried out in pain. “Remember who is the master” is all he said as he walked around the table to her ass.
Oh god he had wanted this for so long but she was hesitate about it ….Now he got to have what he wanted. He applied a hard smack to each cheek to distract her as he lubed his cock and began pressing into her ass. “Relax slut, fighting will only make it worse and I will have this. You are just a fuck toy, a hole for me to fill as I want.” As he talked to her he pressed harder into her ass, until the head of his cock slipped into her ass.
“Yeah that is my fuck toy, take the cock, take more of it, let it in. slave” she moaned and whimpered and grunted as he pumped in and out of her ass each time going deeper until he was in up to his ball. And then he held. Oh it was tight and hot in there. He reached under her to her pussy to find it dripping on to the floor. He rubbed her clit and stroked her pussy lips until she relaxed again.
Her nipples hurt, her ass stung and her mind raced. The hard slap to her ass checks startled her and then she felt his cock pressing at her ass. Oh god it will not fit he is to big. He kept talking to her in his master voice coaxing, her to let him in, telling her that he will fuck her so she should make it better by letting him in. His cock pressing harder not letting up and then suddenly the head was in her ass. She sucked in air and held her breath for a second, ok that was not so bad in fact it let kind of good, a full tight feeling, she relaxed a little more. His strokes were short at first letting her get used to the feeling, more and more of his cock sliding into her ass with each stroke. She found herself wanting more whimpering and moaning in need, grunting as she tried to take more of him with each stroke. Her pussy on fire with need her juices dripping from her spread open pussy. Finally she felt his hips touch her hot, red ass. He was in all the way and he stopped moving, just holding inside her pressing her into the table, she was so full, so tight. She felt his fingers on her pussy and clit, stroking petting her wet dripping pussy until she relaxed under him.
Then he began to stroke in and out of her ass slowly at first, fingering her clit and pussy, then finger fucking her as he fucked her ass. He could not believe how it felt. He pumped harder and faster as he came closer to cumming. He put his hands on her hips to hold her as he pounded into her ass. Thinking about the weights on her nipple and how it must hurt as they swing to his pounding. Harder and harder until he could not hold back. He came in her ass, flooding it with hot cum. As he did he heard her cry out and felt her spasm as she came. Her ass squeeze down on his cock locking him in place.
She felt him start to move, slowly at first stroking in and out of her ass, his fingers still on her pussy. The he was finger fucking her in time to his strokes into her ass, she feel her cum building inside her. He moved his hands to her hips holding her in place and he pounded into her ass hard and faster, clamps and weights pulling and bouncing as he fucked her. She was going to cum, the pain the pleasure the hot feel of this cock in her ass. She felt him stiffen and then flood her ass with his cum. That pushed her over the edge her 2nd cum ripping thru her, her ass clamping down on the hot cock inside it holding him as she shook and came.
He lay over her back as he recovered. “Now slave that was a great job. You did well pet you made me happy so for that I will end the punishment with only 10 minutes of the full set of weights on your nipples and your dildo in your ass to hold in my cum.
He heard her whimper as he pulled from her ass and he smiled he know that whimper it was “the don’t go” one she always had after they made love. He pickup the dildo and slide it easily into her asshole. “Now for you weights.” He picked up the remaining 6 weights and walked to her head. “Count as I add them”
“One, sir two, sir, three sir” her breath gasping, her voice a whisper. “ four, sir,,,,, five, sir, six, sir” as she started to cry from the pain.
He set the timer to 10 minutes and set it on the floor she could watch the time go by. He took pictures of her stuffed red ass and of her nipples weighted and distained. Her tear streaked face. He really could not believe she had not used a safe word. He went to the bathroom to clean his cock and then to get a snack and a drink. Knowing that the video camera was still on her.
She heard him walk away as she watched the timer, tears of joy/pain dripping from her face and cum dripping from her pussy and ass. She felt so good, hot, sexy, wanted she loved that he had finally taken control, used her as she needed to be use. She relaxed into her bindings letting her mind flout away on the sea of feeling racking her body.
He stood in the doorway watching her as the timer ticked away the last few seconds of her punishment. Her nipples distained, the clamps had slide down on her nipples so that they seemed to be holding on to the very ends of them. Her body making little movements as if she was having one long slow cum, the movement moving the weights in a slow swing her ass red and beautiful from the spanking he had given her. He waited on the timer she seemed total unawhere of him. She jumped at the buzz of the timer he wondered where she had been while she waited, she had made no more then a few soft whimpers and moans during the time. He walked up to her and stroked her hair as he turned off the timer. “What a beautiful pet you are. So good to stay silent in your punishment. Now I will release your feet and then neck, stay still and I will help you to stand and then remove the clamps.” He untied each of her ankles and moved her feet closer together so that she could relax her legs and would know it was ok to move them. Then he untied the neck rope from each leg of the table letting it hang from the rings on her collar. “Now pet I want you to bring your legs together and push up as I lift your shoulders, don’t pull backwards of the weights will catch on the table edge.” He put his hands under her shoulders and began to lift up slowly until the weights had cleared the edge of the table, then pushing back to help bring her to her feet.
He gently wiped the tears from her face as she leaned into his hand. “Ok pet, now this will hurt.” He stroked he hands down her breasts to her distained nipples and took a clamp in each hand. “Ok, take a breath and hold it.” As she drew in a breath he released both clamps at once. At her gasp and small scream he drop the clamps to the side and took both breasts in his hands quickly sucking on each nipple to help the blood return to it and rolling them in his fingers until she stopped the silent screams. He took her in his arms drawing her until her breasts pressed to his naked chest.
She had drifted away from herself floating on the feeling racking her body, not thinking, just being. She jumped at the sound of the buzzer throwing her back into her pain and lust filled body. She felt his hand on her head. He was telling her something but her mind was not fully with her yet and it did really matter he would let her know was to do. She felt him untie each ankle and pull on the cuffs to bring her legs together. She felt the rope on the collar release and then his hands under her shoulders pressing straight up. She brought her feet together and pushed up to match his lift, then he was pushing back on her shoulders as she tried to clear her mind, until she was standing. The weights pulling her nipples out long, painful not pleasurable any more. His hand wipe the tears from her face and she leaned her head into the comfort. This time she could understand what he said and she drew in a breath and bite off the scream as pain lanced thru her nipples. He hands were on her breasts massaging, rolling the nipples, sucking them into his hot mouth until the pain subsided. She leaned into his shoulder as he put his arms around her and held her to his naked chest.
“Are you OK pet?”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice still shaky as she spoke, her mind still floating in the sexual high.
“It is time to clean up pet.” He said as he reached out for the larger dildo lying on the bed. “Now let’s go into the bathroom and clean you up so that we can continue.” He took her hand and lead her towards the bathroom, the cuffs on her ankles, collar on her neck with the ropes still hanging from it and the dildo in her nicely marked ass.
She let him lead her into the bathroom, the dildo in her ass gently rubbing as she walked. She catch site of herself in the mirror, sweaty and flushed, her nipples red, sore and standing out, her neck collared, arm bound behind her back, her ass red with his hand prints, the dildo sticking out of her ass, cum running down her legs from her ass and pussy, she had the look of a sex toy that had been well used.
He saw her looking at herself in the mirror, the site she must be to herself, so loving marked and used as the toy she so wanted to be but could not ask for. He removed the binding from her arms and gently rubbed her arms and hands. “Lean forward and put your hands on the edge of the sink, pet.” She was moving before he even finish saying it. He looked at her in the mirror her breast hanging between her arms as she held her back straight and looked at herself in the mirror. He took the rope hanging from her collar in this hand, “now bend your head and shoulder down toward your chest.” As she rolled her back to shorten the distance between her head and chest he began to wind the rope around the base of her breast, pulling it tight then looping back to the collar and fastening it in place, then the other side. “Now stand up and look at yourself pet.”
Her arms ached from being bound behind her, it felt wonderful as he massaged each arm after releasing the bindings. She leaned over the counter at his first word. The site of her large breasts hanging from her chest was hot to see. At his request she rounded her back and brought her head down. She watched as he wound the rope tightly around the base of her breast and then fastened the rope to her collar, first one then the other. She stood arms at her side as told she looked at herself in the mirror. Her large breast bound into tight hard balls on her chest. By standing up her collar lifted the breasts high up and made her the picture of a slave. Marked, bound, and stuffed, she felt him run his hands over her tight breasts and caressing the sore nipples. Then he bent down and removed the cuffs from her ankles.
He watched her reaction in the mirror as she stood and found that the collar pulled her breasts high on her chest. He saw the slight arch she put into her back so that they were as high as possible and as tight as possible. He caressed her breasts and nipples as he watched the color of the breast change from the blood flow restriction. Then he bent to remove the cuffs, no since getting them wet if it was not needed. He turned on the shower to mildly warm and helped her step into the shower. “Now reach behind you and pull out the dildo, wash it well and then hand it to me, but let the water flow over your breasts and nipples as you do this.”
She had stepped into the shower at the slights touch from his hand. She stood with her side to the shower stream. At his instruction she reached for the dildo in her ass, but stopped and turned toward the shower spray positioning herself so that the water hit her bound breasts before she reached again for the dildo and began to pull it from her ass. She felt the cum and lube leaking from her ass as she brought the dildo in front of her so that she could wash it. She soaped it well and then rinsed before handing it to him, she saw him place it on the counter next to a larger dildo that she remembered laying on the bed.
“Now turn around and wash your ass and pussy. Use your fingers inside your ass help wash away the cum and shit. Now that sloppy wet pussy, make it all nice and clean for your master to use again.” She followed his instructions to the letter, he watched her finger sliding in and out of her ass and she pulled out the cum and shit that was mixed there. Then move on to her pussy, spreading the lips to wash away her cum. Scooping the water into her pussy to rinse it.
“Now stand still until I tell you to move.” He said as he turned off the hot water she gasped as the cold water poured over her. “Now turn around and let it run on your front.” She did as she was told as she started to shiver from the cold water. “Good slave, now step out of the shower and stand on the mat.” He saw the goose bumps covering her body as she moved but the cold water had taken some of the heat from her nipples and ass as he had planned. As she stood on the mat dripping and shivering he removed the binding from each of her breasts and then the wet rope from the collar rings. He handed her a towel to dry off with.
“You are a beautiful, obedient pet.” He whispered as he watched her dry herself. “Such a responsive slut to every pain and humiliation I have given you today.” “Now hang up the towel and go to the mirror again.” He watched her move into place. “Freshen up your hair and make up.” While she did this he watched her and stroked her body. “Good pet, now spread your legs a little for me, and I will fill your needy pussy with this dildo before you dress again.” He picked up the larger dildo from the counter and showed it to her as she silently moved her legs apart. “Now see even after washing you are wet and slippery down here. This dildo will have no problems sliding into your sloppy pussy.” He spread her pussy lips and with one slow stroke buried the fat dildo deep inside her. Her only response a slow sucking in of her breath as it filled her. He buckled a belt with a strap hanging from the front around her waist, he pulled the strap up between her legs and attached it to the back of the belt. He pulled the strap tight until it pressed into her pussy lips and the dido hold it is place.
“Now pet we are going out for a little while so come and let me pick out your clothes.” She followed him back into the bedroom walking with the fat dildo rubbing and moving inside her. He pulled clothes from the dresser and closet as she stood at the end of the bed. He handed her the shelf bra, low cut cami, sheer over blouse and short denim skirt. “Put on the bra first so that we can make any adjustments.” She bend scooped her breasts into the bra before standing to fasten it. “Oh nice. But I think the straps should be a little shorter to really push your breasts up.” He said as he stood behind her and shortened them until your breasts where lifted and the strap cut into her shoulders her nipples just above the edge of the cups. “Now the cami.” She dropped it over her head smoothing it into place over her breasts. “Now that is too high” and he adjusted the cami straps until it front of it barely covered her nipples. “There now the skirt and blouse.” She dressed tucking the cami and blouse into the top of the skirt which pulled the cami even lower on her breasts.
“Now step into these shoes and I will get dressed and we are off.” She simply whimpered as she put on the 5inch heels and buckled the strap around her ankle. She was wondering what he was up to now. She was dressed (barely) like at hooker and he said they were going out. The fat dildo in her made her hot and wet and felt so tight and full. She watched him dress in casual clothes and then followed him out of the room. To their next adventure that he had planned for this day.

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The Champion’s Companion 2

The Huntress Leader is a position of seniority to the band. Huntresses who volunteer before the enclave can create bands.
Caris is the Huntress Leader. If ranked by ability, Caris would be a distant third or a solid fifth in the twelve person bands Huntresses that usually range around in. Caris didn’t want to follow older girls and get her ass kicked around until she had her own team, so she made her own. Caris led the band by force of personality. Everyone around her was raised with her. She had been bossing and manipulating her teammates since they were all children. The four women were all only twenty summers old. The group was the smallest and weakest band in their enclave.
Ignorant of their failings, the band plodded along doing whatever Caris came up with. Then Kaarthen came along after just finishing labor a few days prior. She had been lying around the enclave, meditating for two months in preparation for her pregnancy and was barely recovered. Caris knew she was for some reason desperately looking to get back out and didn’t care about seniority despite her well-documented 5 years. Caris was okay with it. It simply became another rule she could forget as Huntress Leader.
Caris shirked the usual practices of Huntress Leader by keeping the others in a close enough formation to be heard and be seen by the others when they were stopped or moving. The tightened formation limited their awareness since one person can hear better, when they are moving alone. She could communicate better with the tighter formation and felt in control.
To her weak side was Kassin, an Amazon with long hair more black than grey that hung to her lower back. She also had the usual pale colorless skin. Taller then most men at six and a half feet, slender, and deceptively fragile looking, her breasts were cones that were very undersized to the rest of her frame. Kassin was quiet, and very introspective. Caris knew she was very sensitive about her lack of feminine features.
Caris had really pushed her when it came time, to not become a priestess. She was too good with a blade, spear, and could run fast as the wind. Kassin was the best fighter in the group.
To Caris’ rear was Kassin’s lover Ailli.
She was equally quiet and dark the two had been together since the girls had been allowed to cleanse within the purified waters of the Dark Mother’s temple. Caris was the one who found the two kissing one day when the priestesses were teaching the importance of cleanliness and bathing.
To anyone who had not seen them grow up you would swear they were sisters, twins even.
Ailli’s only differences were larger hips and thicker thighs, and she didn’t have Kassin’s aloofness but stood slightly hunched and was always fidgety and nervous. She had never learned anything well from training and always seemed to have two left feet. Ailli was also nowhere near as good at hunting or fighting as Kassin in fact, Caris had tried to see her go.
To Caris’ strong side was Vellina.
She was a shorter than everyone by more than a head, if she were any shorter they could call her stout. Vellina’s hair was also grayish blonde instead of the gray and black streaks of most Amazons. She had blonde hair on her forearms and had a short soft layer everywhere else of clear blondish white hair instead of being completely hairless below the neck as was usual. Her fingers, forearms, and lower legs were shortened by comparison to the other women. Vellina had natural strength at the expense of speed, agility, and endurance. Her short stature helped her to be one of the strongest in the enclave. Her form was also the most full figured of the band. She was the last to grow and the first to stop when they were kids. She had very wide child bearing hips, and large swaying round melon sized bosoms and a large doubly bubbly round ass whose crack was covered only partially by her loincloth. Her back was large, rounded, and very wide. If Vellina didn’t have her tight stomach, most would think her fat. She wore a short purple homespun blouse tied off under the leather mantle with her quiver and bow.
Most in the enclave thought Vellina couldn’t do anything well. But it wasn’t true Vellina was actually quite strong and good with her tongue, hurling insults that made priestesses scream when they were children, or using her slick silver tongue to get out from under the crotch of the older girls who always singled her out and demanded ‘licks from the cow’. Caris defended Vellina, but was not her friend. She too demanded licks when the urges came. None of the other huntresses expected much from Vellina despite her strength her body was much too round for good fighting.
Caris had hair that nearly completely grey her eyes were a mischievous light green. Her breasts were only a little smaller than Vellina’s. She was a full six feet tall. She had a voluptuous proportional body not slender as Kassin or padded like Vellina. She was muscular on her upper body her breasts were very rounded teardrops. Her ass was nicely swelled with two rounded cheeks. she also wore a skirt that was given as a ‘gift’ when she was younger, it had two stiff thick leather panels that went less then mid thigh linking the top corners were bronze and iron hoops ‘donated’ from the blacksmiths as she grew. One hoop was large enough to holster her blade despite looking stupid and cutting her when she ran. She also wore a circular leather mantle on her shoulders and a quiver of arrows.
Vellina and Caris were the only ones to have captured men. Caris remembered the event as painful and rushed. Vellina who heard sharing the potion given to men to make them hard ensured a good time. She barely remembered the night but got hot and wet from the blurred images she partially remembered.
Caris led her Huntresses back from the hunt. They had found only little prey animals forcing the group to attack a boisterous group of monkeys to steal a goat carcass. They wanted all to rest after two hard days of hunting. Caris knew they had to keep moving if the wanted to get anything better. She hoped Kaarthen was better or at least would quit trying to tell her what to do.
Despite the fact she was 5 years younger, she didn’t need someone whose group forgotten about her to try telling her things. Despite how good a Huntress and tracker the old hag was Caris liked things just fine.
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Kaarthen was now beyond sore. The man had bound her mouth with her loincloth to stop the moaning when she awoke. Her bindings for her legs had been left untied after the first day. He had used her roughly the whole day. He would idly suckle from her breasts; he would also use his fingers on her by rubbing her body, not trying to make her happy but simply content to rub her because he could.
By the evening of what she figured to be the second day, he offered to retie her arms comfortably and used her leather loincloth to tightly wrap her arms from wrist to elbow before tying it off.
He then fucked her roughly after discovering her body still quite wet. He took her from behind and when she immediately tried to lay flat he followed her down to the ground on her back then forced her right knee out to the side. He then got between her legs and thrust his cock hard into her. He thrust deep, putting all the power of his legs into it. His hands came around to the front to her breasts as he nibbled her neck and ears with surprisingly sharp teeth. Her body gave in to the orgasm that it had wanted all day since he had crawled all over her body rubbing her and drinking her milk.
He was insatiable. His hands were in constant motion beneath her. He was roughly fucking like a maniac searching for something deep within her. Something inside popped suddenly as he thrust hard and he was suddenly deeper. She came again but it felt like her body was forced into it and her vagina stunned, before tightly clenching him. It must have been what he wanted. His balls were almost pushed in as he raised himself up on both hands and released his seed into her with surprised gasp.
He then without pause or moving started his interrogation.
“Would you like some water? Your body has needs and you haven’t made water in 3 days now.” He prodded.
Kaarthen stayed silent. “Was he watching this whole time?” She thought.
“You may not understand, but your little band of merry cows has done some seriously expensive damage. I am not just here to kill you however. If I can help you to understand staying around is a bad idea we could all be happier wouldn’t you say?” He added almost breathlessly.
“I would be happier if you got off of me.” She thought trying to squeeze his slimy cock out of her pussy, and distracted herself with the wet sensation.
“Perhaps your leader would be the one to decide, what is her name?” He said. His eyes hungry eyes flicked over her body again. She could feel his gaze behind her, it burned it was so close.
“Menthino works with followers all the time, where is your enclave? There is one behind us did you girls have a reason to bypass them?” Marcos watched and felt her bristle at the word ‘girls’, He made a point hit that nail hard a few more times.
“You girlies may not know it but these wilds stretch pretty far and a lot of creatures would love to turn the tables on your little hunting band.” She held steady, “Finding yourself on the business end of something’s cock would really cut short whatever you girls are up to.” That got her attention; she tightened reflexively along his cock.
“Since I had to make it by myself I wonder.” Marcos mused aloud.
She tried squirming to try to look at him, to look into his eyes. Marcos noticed that his cock was hardening and that she was interested now. He just needed her to speak so she would be committed with a position in the conversation.
“After noticing the tracks they leave already, and that they decided to wait till now to hunt.” He paused, “how far could that amateur group get through the corridor pretty famous for making things disappear?”
Sensing that rhetorical questions didn’t pique her pride in the band he decided to switch gears. He presented her a water skin from his robe. She didn’t deserve it. It would keep her stronger, alert longer, and reduce discomfort. However, it would make her open her mouth and physically enable her to speak. It also made her need him, since untying her would simply lead to a direct confrontation.
“Besides most things living in these mountains are in the forest during the summer. I bet only bad things are around up ahead.” He continued as she drank. He could almost feel the cool wetness her body needed flow over his cock. He started thrusting slowly and gently.
“Why?” Kaarthen asked taking a breath, “Because you think those four can’t defend themselves?” Suddenly surprised she said anything. She quickly went back to drinking the water feeling fooled and ashamed.
Marcos latched on to how she excluded herself that was the real surprise. He was also mildly surprised her hips were moving.
When she tried to push him out earlier his cock was in her womb still and it only felt good. Now he was no longer past her cervix, but occasionally he popped through as he stroked her with a building intensity that she unconsciously matched before repeatedly catching herself.
“I’m not sure; as they get away from the forest they’ll be much safer. Right now they are in the middle of everything that will eat or be eaten.” Marcos said as he insidiously brought a hand around to her bud making her moan into the water bag and blush. She only pretended to drink now. Kaarthen didn’t want to be fooled again by whoever this man was who handled her so masterfully.
To punctuate the morbid statement something far away screamed almost sounding human and female.

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I Love a Parade

Young girl and her father hang their head out thier hotel room window to watch a parade. Dad goes back inside and sees his daughter for the sexy bitch he is.

Lucy’s Tale (Part 10 – Final Part)

Part Ten
OK let’s get this straight. I am a teenager and like most teenagers, I have told my Mum lies over the years. Never anything big, but lies nonetheless. This was something completely different. Mum and the ‘rapist’ arrived home just after 7pm. I couldn’t even look him in the eye.
One of the first things Mum said to me made me feel sick to my soul. She said how delighted she was that I had asked John if I could call him Dad from now on. The little tear of happiness in the corner of her eye told me how little she really knew of the man, but as I have learned since, the fear of the victims always prevents them from revealing the truth to those who are closest to them. I was no different.
John stayed busy in the kitchen, obviously keeping an ear open to the conversation and I told Mum that it was only right. Then Mum went on about how good a guy he was and something in that sentence made me flip. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach yet managed to force a smile. I had to get away from this conversation and said I was going to go and get changed for a swim before it went dark. Mike had made his excuses as soon as they had got home and had been performing long, languid strokes up and down the pool. I made my way through the kitchen, avoiding eye contact with John and made my way to my room.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and started to dig through my case for my dry bikini. I heard footsteps on the stairs and panic filled me instantly. I pulled on the bottoms quickly and then as I tried to put on the top, the cords were all tangled and my frustration was making it impossible to sort it out. I felt my heart beating faster and I saw the handle moving on my door so I covered my boobs with my hands and called out, ‘I’m not decent!’
The door opened anyway and John strolled in.
‘Please Daddy, I don’t want Mum to catch us alone like this!’ I pleaded, hoping my politeness would help.
‘It’s OK Lucy, I just wanted to check up on you!’ he said in a whisper as he brushed my hands aside and squeezed my nipples roughly. I stifled my yelp with my hand and watched him fish out his hard cock from his shorts.
‘Not here Daddy, please! Not now!’
John, pushed me down to my knees and just looked at me and nodded at his huge tool. I knew I was beaten and opened my mouth and he instantly pushed it in deep. I began a flicking of my tongue on the head and under the shaft and John, knowing he had to be quick, began wanking himself furiously, his clenched hand punching into my face every few strokes. He didn’t care and kept the pressure on the back of my head to keep me impaled.
This didn’t last long and I heard his breathing change and I expected the blasts of come to squirt any second but at the last minute, he pulled away and aimed his shots at my face and chest. All five heavy shots covered my skin and he just laughed at my spunk splattered body.
‘Now clean it up you little whore!’ he spat
I reached for my towel and he slapped it out of my hand, ‘Don’t fucking waste it! Eat it! Eat it all!’
‘Sorry Daddy!’ I said, stifling my fear and tears. I began to scoop up the mess and placed it in my mouth and swallowed. John put his cock back in his pants as he watched and only when it was all gone did he turn and leave the room without a word. I took a wet-wipe from my make-up bag and wiped off the remaining mess, checking myself in the mirror for any that might be in my hair. I then put on my bikini top and made sure I adjusted it to cover the red welt left by John’s rough fingers and walked downstairs. John had his back to me in the kitchen and my eyes wanders to the knife block which sat close to him on the kitchen surface. Could I make it to the knife block before he turned around? Would I be able to stab someone? If I missed, or didn’t manage to kill him, what would he do? I realised I had stopped still, staring, when John turned round. His voice, because Mum was in earshot, was his usual bouncy, friendly, ‘Best Dad in the world’ voice.
‘Hey Lucy, what’s up honey? You Hungry? Food will be done in twenty minutes so enjoy your swim and I’ll call you when it’s ready ok?’
I stared at him, stone cold and emotionless. I turned to the door and faking my best bouncy voice and wanting to be sick, I called, ‘OK thanks Dad!’ I then trotted past Mum and dived into the pool and swam straight to Mike. As I surfaced, I knew the music from the radio in the kitchen would drown out my words with Mike. He could see I was sobbing as I came up and I could see his pain at not being able to hold me. Through my sobs, I told him what had just happened and that I couldn’t take any more. He tried to calm me a little so I told him about my staring at the knives and wanting to kill him right there. We both had a half smile at that but we also knew that neither of us were killers!
To anyone watching us, we just looked like we were stood in the pool chatting to each other, but we were softly holding hands, my back to the house, Mike keeping an eye out as we spoke.
‘Do you trust me?’ Mike asked earnestly
‘Totally!’ I responded instantly, ‘I love you too! For the record!’ I added with as sweet a smile as I could muster.
‘Look Lucy, I have been doing some thinking and …. and well … I think I have a plan! But we have to play this out for at least a day while I can set it up. He may ….. he may rape us again in the meantime though, but I promise, if my plan doesn’t work, we will disappear. I have enough money to look after us for a while at least. Are you OK with that? Can you be strong for me?’
‘What’s the plan?’
Mike looked solemn, ‘I don’t want to tell you the plan yet. I think it will be better if you don’t know! Please trust me on this one! OK?’
I knew from his face that Mike was deadly serious and I sensed that his plan was quite devious, possibly dangerous, so I just nodded and blew him a kiss. Under the water, he squeezed my hand, just as John called us for dinner. As we made our way out of the water, we both muttered that eating was going to be pretty tough. Food was the last thing on our minds right now!
I wanted to retch with every piece of food I swallowed but I ate as much as I could. The sadness in my soul was almost overwhelming and holding my sobs at bay was all I could think of. As soon as the food and painful small talk was finished, I made my excuses and went to sit by the pool in the fading light with my book. I stared at the words on the page, my back to my family, now unable to stop myself from crying. The more I thought about this whole situation, the less I saw an answer. Mike said we may have to endure John’s demands again but the pains in my lower body made me wonder how I could. I was 16 and would have welcomed death right now as an alternative.
I managed to calm myself down a little, knowing that Mum would surely come over at some point and I tried to lose myself in the novel I was reading. It didn’t really work because visions of John trying to choke me with his cock kept bursting into my mind. I even laughed sarcastically to myself at one point. I had enjoyed it so much when Mike had taken over control on a few occasions and it had even been responsible for putting me over the edge into an exquisite orgasm. I guess the difference was just one word. Love.
When Mum finally came over, she was already a little tipsy from the wine she had been drinking with dinner. She sat next to me for a while, chattering more to herself than me and I kept my face in the shadows to hide my red eyes. With every passing minute, I believed that I would be saying goodbye to my Mum permanently within the next day or so. That hurt a lot.
Before too long, Mum got up, kissed the top of my head and said goodnight. I was pleased to see her taking John upstairs with her. With that and the fact that I had been forced to drain his balls just a few hours ago, I had a good chance that my, and Mike’s, ordeal was over for today. Ten minutes after they had gone to bed, Mike returned to the back garden, a half smile on his face.
‘Where have you been?’ I asked, intrigued by the smile.
‘I’ve been busy my little Angel!’ he said with a slightly larger smile, ‘Tomorrow morning, we are going out early, before those two wake up. I need to drop you off somewhere safe first and then I have a few things to sort out. I think we have an answer to all of this problem. It is NOT going to be easy and when I explain it to you, if you have any doubts, just say so and we stop!’
I thought for a minute before I said, ‘You said earlier that it was best I didn’t know. Would it work better if I didn’t know everything?’
‘You are a smart cookie Lucy but the plan means you may well get hurt by him again and it’s not guaranteed to work!’
I took Mike’s hands in mine, ‘I trust you Mike, just tell me what I need to do, when I need to do it and I will do as you ask! I trust you! I want this over!’
Mike took my hand saying we should go to bed, just in case John came back down. At least in our room, any screams would wake Mum. As we reached the side of the house, out of sight from all windows, he pulled me close to him and brought his lips to mine. We kissed softly at first and then the heat between us increased and our tongues sought each other in their usual duel of love. His hands gently caressed my body through my t-shirt and for the briefest moment, nothing else filled my mind except the pure adrenalin rush of love. We broke the kiss and just held each other close. We walked up to our room, undressed and climbed into our own beds without another word. I knew already that tomorrow was going to be a long and challenging day.
When Mike woke me up in the morning, I could tell it was very early as the sunlight had not breached our window yet. My lover was wrapped in a towel from his shower and he ushered my sleepy body out of bed and gently patted my bum to get me to go to the bathroom. I showered quickly and was pleased to find that the aloe vera gel had taken most of the pain from my pussy and it felt almost normal again. A quick inspection also showed the redness to have almost gone as well. I pulled a big bath sheet around me as I climbed out, threw a quick dollop of gel onto my hair and ruffled it into a kind of ‘fun and wild’ style, the shortest time I have ever spent on my hair and was quite pleased with the result. I took my eyeliner, put a tiny amount around each eye and decided that would be enough for today. As I entered our bedroom, I discarded my towel which brought a tiny growl from Mike which gave us both a little smile. Somehow I didn’t think there would be too many of those so I wiggled my bum at him as I threw on a bikini and put my white shorts and ‘Hello Kitty’ vest over the top. As soon as I was ready, we left the villa and headed into town.
As we approached a cafe, I pulled my phone from my shoulder bag and glanced at the time, it was 6:45. I groaned inwardly at being up so early but I felt remarkably positive about listening to my instructions for the day but no sooner than I sat down, Mike said he had to shoot off. He saw the disappointment on my face but explained that he had to get some other things in place for the plan. I resigned myself to being on my own for a while and ordered a coffee as I saw Mike trotting down the road and out of sight. Before he left, he gave me strict instructions to not answer my phone unless it was from him and to try and keep out of sight in the cafe. I found a little corner table in their courtyard, took out my book and settled in for a long wait.
Four hours, five coffees and a bacon sandwich later, Mike came into the cafe, several bags in his hands and a notebook hanging out of his pocket and a smile to melt my heart. He stopped in front of me and in a confident voice he announced, ‘We’re ready!’
Over the next hour I was given my role to play in this exercise. Mike told me everything I ‘needed’ to know and he gave me a lot of instructions ‘just in case’ things didn’t go to plan. We were trying to set a trap for John and Mike had drawn every piece of knowledge he had of his father to construct the plan. He had realised, that the sex between him and his Dad had been quite rough but nothing compared to the violence he had shown on me and that meant I had to be the ‘bait’ in the trap. This terrified me but I was prepared to trust Mike on this one and I believed that he had put some ‘extra security’ in place. He wouldn’t elaborate on this too much as he wanted me to react as naturally as possible. I assured him, my fear was going to take care of that.
Once we were happy with our plan, it was time to start the wheels running. I picked up my phone and sent a text message to John.
‘Daddy, we need to talk! When I get home later, ask Mum if she needs some shopping, then ask me to come with you please. Just you and me, not Mike. This is important! Lucy x’
I hit the send button and gripped Mike’s hand tightly. My heart was racing and I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone bleeped. With shaking fingers, I hit the ‘Read’ button to see the simple ‘OK’ reply. It was on!
While we were out, Mum had sent a message to say that she was preparing a late lunch around 4pm. We decided that this was good timing so we were back home with plenty of time. We were both surprisingly relaxed and conversation was much easier than the night before. Half way through, John suggested the shopping trip and I accepted his request for help, saying I needed some toiletries too! We finished lunch, cleared up and then John said he was ready to go. As we were leaving, John said to my Mum that we may go for a bit of a drive too. I gulped hard . John clearly saw this as a chance to abuse me again. Mike had predicted this comment to the letter.
We got into the car and John’s demeanour changed immediately, ‘So what’s all this about Lucy?’
‘Nothing special Daddy, please don’t be angry! I ….. I …..I just want yu to be a bit more gentle with me! I mean I have always really liked you and when Mum first met you I …. I had a bit of a crush on you but you really hurt me the first time and I didn’t like that!’
John thought to himself, expressionless and continued to drive the short distance to the shops. His face then started to show disgust as he turned to me, ‘Who the fuck do you think you are talking to? You are a little tramp and I will carry on fucking you as I see fit. Do you understand?’
I lowered my head and nodded as he turned into a parking space outside the shop, ‘Bit of a wasted trip isn’t it, for you?’ He sneered.
We climbed out of the car and I stopped just at the front and said, somewhat louder, ‘I only wanted a holiday! I just wanted time on the beach, I didn’t want this! What if I say NO?’ I stared at him, out in the street his anger was boiling over.
Making many heads turn he bore down on me and just inches from my face he screamed, ‘Oh you want a fucking beach do you? The same beach as you shagged Michael? Ok let’s go there then!’ He then grabbed my arm and threw me against the car. My head banged on the window and I fell to the floor, scuffing my arm as I landed. I looked up at him and wept, ‘Please no, please don’t make me!’
With one hand, he dragged me off the floor and with the other he opened the car. He threw me into the passenger seat, ‘Shut the fuck up you little tramp!’ As he walked around the car, the eyes of passersby were on him and he screamed something at them, climbed in the car and tore off down the road towards the beach which had been a place of pleasure such a short time ago. My tears were real and the blood on my arm from the fall was now staining my white shorts.
The car skidded to a halt behind the dunes and the whole area seemed deserted. John dragged me from the car and into the wooded area. His pace was so great, I was stumbling behind him, trying to break his vice-like grip on my wrist but it was no good. He dragged me through brambles, that you would normally step carefully over, and the sharp points ripped at the skin on my legs as he dragged me further inside the shaded area. Then we reached a fallen tree and john barked his next order,’Strip!’
‘No.. no …. please No John!’
‘THE NAME IS DADDY!’ He swung his open hand at my face. The crack resonated through my head as I spun and landed face down over the log. I felt his weight press down on my back and then his hand ripping my shorts and bikini bottoms from me in one short hard drag. Then I heard running from one side and a voice calling for John to stop what he was doing. It was an English voice and as I turned my head, the tears in my eyes meant I could only see the shape of a guy running towards us. I heard the voice again, it was Dave! As he came closer, John left me on the log and ran at him, arms flying in assault, screaming abuse at this intruder. I saw fists flying and then Dave turned and ran away. I was petrified. This was not part of the plan! Before I could even think about running, another full fisted punch hit my ribs and then John’s fat fingers started pushing at my arse hole. I screamed with pure pain and another slap hit my face. I screamed more so his hand went hard over my mouth, ‘Shut the fuck up you little whore! You will learn one way or the other!’
He pulled his fingers out of me and spat heavily on my hole, then I knew what to expect as his huge cock began to push at me. I was nervous, I was tense and that didn’t help as he rammed himself in. The pain shot through my body, my poor hole stretching beyond its ability, and I was praying to faint. Every time I screamed, he punched, bit or slapped me and continued pumping his massive prick inside me as he tore my vest and bikini top from me. Then I heard more shouting but it didn’t sound English. Maybe some other people had seen and were going to help me. The shouting got louder and John began to hurl abuse back at them as he continued to fuck me like a naked rag doll, but the shouting got more insistent. John’s punches got harder, as did his ramming of my poor bottom and then suddenly a loud noise and John fell on top of me, pushing all breath from my lungs, John was silent, still.
I felt something dripping onto my face, I tried to move from under him, I was stuck. I moved a hand to my face to feel what was dripping on me. It was thick heavy blood. I screamed a hysterical scream and then felt everything go dark. My last thought was of relief. Death was finally taking me!
When my eyes opened, everything around me was white. Lots of lights above me on a white ceiling. I couldn’t seem to move very well but I didn’t feel any pain. I managed to lift my arm and it was in a long white sleeve. My confused mind came up with the one logical thought. ‘I’m an Angel!’
My eyes closed again and I went back into unconsciousness but when my eyes opened again, I had a better vision, Mike was stood above me, smiling! I tried to sit up but soon gave up on that idea as pains throughout my body suddenly reminded me they were there.
‘What happened?’ I asked croakily
‘It worked Lucy! Not as we planned but it worked!
At that moment my Mum walked in and he stopped talking. Mum’s eyes were red and puffy and without saying a word, she just hugged me and sobbed into my shoulder. It was hurting some of my bruises but I didn’t care. After a few minutes, a nurse pulled my Mum from me and said I needed rest. They both kissed me softly and the nurse put a needle in my arm and I felt sleep drifting over me.
When I woke later, I saw a sealed envelope on my locker with my name on it. I opened the note and read carefully.
‘My Darling Lucy,
When I set up our plan, my hope was to use Dave and Kathy to help us get some video proof of what John was doing to you and either get him to stop or to give it to the police. That was why we got you to go to the shop and do your protest in a public place.
When Dad had me alone, he got the info about the beach out of me so that is why we had you mention the beach outside the shop, I guessed he would take you there. If that happened, I guessed he would want to rape you there which is why Dave was waiting to try and stop him. I didn’t expect his assault on Dave and when he realised that Dad would have beaten him to a pulp, he panicked and ran back, but we didn’t anticipate any of the public calling the Greek police. Even less did we expect Dad to be so engrossed in raping you that he would ignore the police.
They shot him. He’s dead!
I know he was my Father, but he stopped being my Dad when he started fucking me. He stopped being a human when he started raping you. We are free.
I have also told your Mum about us. She was a bit shocked at first but she already had a lot to think about and she feels guilty about what Dad did to you. All she wants is for you to be happy, so I think all is good.
I love you so much my little Princess and I will help you to get well and then we can begin our life.
Love you always
Mxxx’
Epilogue – One year on!
As I lay here in bed, it is hard to believe everything that has happened. We sold the house in Surrey and moved back to Yorkshire. Mum took a longer time to recover mentally than myself or Mike, but she is doing good now. She is happy that Mike and I are so much in love and has already started to hint that she wants to be a Granny!
As I turn to my beautiful man, taking his permahard cock in my hand, I shudder at what could have been. I lift myself on top of him and slowly lower my hot wet pussy onto his manhood, never tiring of the joy it brings. I look deep into his eyes, knowing I have my man for life.
‘Make love to me Mike!’ I whisper, knowing I will never be disappointed.
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Tales of Kairndal Part 1: Act 2

Back with the second chapter! I’m still hoping for plenty of comments on how to make my story better as well as requests as to what races and fetishes you might like to see. Anyway, the saga continues as Alaric finds himself looking back at his life while making progress moving forward.

Harry potter and the Legacy of Hogwarts – Part 2 – Clothing Optional

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Story Codes: ncon, exhib, grope, spank, unif, voy
Harry Potter: Harry Potter And The Legacy Of Hogwarts Part 2 – Clothing Optional
by Avatrek ([email protected])
Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood were on a very important mission. A mission which had taken them back in time to the 1976-1977 school year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Using one of only two special time-turner devices that Dumbledore himself had created, Harry and his friends had traveled back in time to stop Draco Malfoy from stealing four very special magical objects from the school and forever changing future events. Harry had agreed to take on the dangerous mission to both help ensure the safety of his parents, who were enrolled at the school as sixth years and stop Malfoy from altering the timeline and stealing the four magical objects for an eagerly waiting Lord Voldemort, who had sent the budding Death Eater to do his dirty work. Harry had chosen four of his friends to accompany him and with the help of the Dumbledore of his time, had created fake names and transfer papers to allow them all to attend their fifth and sixth years of education at Hogwarts in Gryffindor House, alongside Harry’s parents. An added bonus to the trip would be the opportunity for everyone, especially Harry to meet his parents, their friends and all the people that would have a profound impact on future events which helped shape the magical world. Dumbledore had warned Harry and his friends of the differences in culture and attitudes during the 70s and although Harry was sceptical that there would be much of a difference, things were about to become much clearer.
“Knock… Knock… Knock!” Hermione wrapped on the Headmaster’s door, getting ready to present the Headmaster with the fake transfer papers. “I can’t believe I’m meeting the Headmaster wearing these clothes… We all look like total sluts in these uniforms!” She sighed, trying her hardest to pull her tiny tight skirt down over the rest of her luscious teenage ass. The school uniforms of the 1970’s had adopted a far more liberal stance than those of Hermione’s usual dress wear and although she complained about what she was wearing, neither Harry or Ron had much to object to as their eyes continue to scan over Hermione, Ginny and Luna.
“I have no problem with what you’re wearing Hermione.” Ron said slyly as they waited for the Headmaster to answer the door. “Besides… I don’t think our uniforms are that bad.”
“What would you have to complain about Ron… The boy’s uniforms are exactly like what you wear back in our own time.” Hermione replied, looking back at Ron with a little jealousy and anger. Just as she was about to turn around and smack Ron and Harry for continually looking at her ass, the Dumbledore of 1976 opened his door and welcomed the five teenagers into his office. Almost everything in the office looked exactly the same as it would in the future and although Harry thought Dumbledore would be surprised by their arrival, especially because it was mere hours before the sorting of houses was to begin, but Dumbledore didn’t seem the least bit startled.
“Welcome Harry, Ronald, Hermione, Ginevra and Luna to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry… I have been eagerly waiting for your arrival!” Dumbledore said with a smile on his face and no hint of surprise.
“You were?” Harry asked, not sure how the Dumbledore of 1976 could possible know who they were before they introduced themselves. Harry thought that maybe Dumbledore had somehow traveled back in time with them and had taken his past self’s place. He did look shockingly similar in looks but after her remembered what his Dumbledore had told him about the danger of seeing himself in the past, he realized that his Dumbledore must have somehow already sent back a letter to himself to let his past self know of the eventual transfer.
“I received a letter two weeks ago explaining the reasons for your transfer and when you’d be arriving.” Dumbledore said, confirming Harry’s hypothesis and allowing Harry to relax just a little. “I also see that you all have already gotten dressed for Gryffindor House. Unfortunately I have some bad news on that front… There is only room for three of you Gryffindor House… Two of you will have to spend your final two years of magical education in Slytherin House. The letter I received told me you already know about the differences in the four school houses so I know you know that you’ll all experience a different side to Hogwarts. Ginevra Beazleby and Luna Lumsley will join the fifth year Gryffindor girls and since there is one open slot available for the sixth year male students in Gryffindor House, Ronald Weatherly will also join you two girls. That means Miss Hermione Stranger will join the sixth year Slytherin girls and Harry Cotter will join the sixth year Slytherin boys. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but there just isn’t any room in Gryffindor House to take on Harry and Hermione. Luckily for you two however, another sixth year boy has just transferred from Durmstrang and will be joining you Harry in the sixth year of Slytherin House.”
“What… But… We’re all friends!” Hermione pleaded with the Headmaster, knowing that if anyone learned of her Muggle heritage, she’d be persecuted to no end by the Slytherins. It would especially dangerous for her because Malfoy was obviously the new Slytherin transfer and he knew all about her parents. All Hermione could hope for was that Dumbledore was able to make a good enough cover story up for her to allay any suspicion.
“I’m sorry, but this was the only way to allow all of you to attend. No other houses have any room for you.” Dumbledore replied, looking genuinely sorry for the inconvenience. “There will be a change of clothing for the both of you in your quarters down in Slytherin House. Here is a map and some information about the school… These two prefects will take you to your respective houses and help you get acquainted with your housemates and new homes.” Dumbledore continued, pointing back at his door where two recognizable students walked through the door looking at each other with pure disgust for each other in their eyes.
“This is James Potter… He will escort Miss Lumsley, Miss Beazleby and Mister Weatherly to Gryffindor House,” Dumbledore said, pointing to Harry’s father, who was almost the spitting image of Harry, even though everybody failed to really notice it. Harry wanted to reach out and shake his father’s hand, but before he could Dumbledore introduced both his and Hermione’s escort. “And this is Severus Snape… He is a Slytherin Prefect and will be more than happy to help both of you become better accustomed with Slytherin House.” Harry looked on in horror as Snape reached out to shake both his and Hermione’s hands in succession. His greasy hair and large bird-like nose were almost exactly like those that had haunted his dreams for five years at Hogwarts.
Without even being able to say goodbye to Ron, Ginny or Luna, Harry and Hermione were guided out of the office, down the Headmaster’s staircase and towards the dungeons and Slytherin House.
“If you’re lucky you’ll never have to suffer the presence of Potter again.” Snape said with a devilish grin as he guided them down the Grand Staircase.
“He didn’t seem so bad.” Hermione chided in order to distract Harry from wanting to punch Snape square in his big nose.
“He’s a blood traitor and doesn’t deserve to be a pure blood wizard. I have already taken it upon myself to browse through both of your files and I’m glad to see that both of you come from a long line of wizard and witches of notable mention.” Snape replied, as they made it to the main level and made for the doors to the dungeons.
“Why should that matter?” Harry said in reply as they made their way down the steps.
“It matters because almost all those without pure wizarding blood should be thrown in Azkaban for stealing our world’s magical secrets.”
“Is there anything else we should know?” Hermione said a little snippily, just as they made it to Slytherin’s secret entrance.
“Only that you should speak only when spoken to bitch!” Snape replied back harshly. ‘You will soon find out that the female students at Hogwarts and especially those in Slytherin know their roles very well.’
“Huh?” Hermione replied, looking worried as she and Harry laid eyes on the statue covering the secret entrance. If Hermione was not already shocked and confused enough, when she and Harry saw what was protecting their new house’s entrance, her hand started shaking.
“Is that a…” Harry started before being interrupted by Snape again.
“A dirty Muggle whore!” He said with a smirk as he pulled out his wand. On her knees completely naked with her ass sticking up in the air to show everyone present, her juicy stone ass and pussy, was a perfect stone replica of a Muggle looking back at them, gagged and crying. On her stone head was a cone shaped hat that had the word Muggle written on it. “Just take your wand, completely insert it in her pussy or ass and say the password… Which is currently Muggle-Whore.” He said, doing exactly that before the statue moaned out loud like a whore and moved aside to reveal the Slytherin House entrance.
“Awesome!” Harry murmured out loud before he and Hermione followed Snape into the Slytherin chambers. Harry had been in Slytherin House once before, but he was shocked to see it was nothing like he remembered. At the center of an extremely large stone room was a massive jet-powered hot tub. At the far side of the room was a stage and tall metal pole that went from the floor to the ceiling.
“What’s that pole for?” Hermione asked innocently.
“Oh… You’ll find out soon enough, ha ha ha. Your rooms are up here and the two doors on either side of common room lead to two similarly large rooms I or someone else in Slytherin will introduce you to in the days to come. Right now however, we all need to make our way back up to the Great Hall to participate in the sorting that’s just about to start.” Snape said, picking up two Slytherin cloaks and handing them to Harry and Hermione. “You’ll have to wait to get changed later… Just throw these on and we’ll worry about your clothes later.” He finished, directing his last comment specifically at Hermione.
“What did he mean that I’ll find out soon enough?” Hermione asked Harry as she put on her Slytherin cloak and followed Snape back out the entrance and towards the Great Hall.
“I don’t know, but like he said… We’ll find out soon enough.” Harry replied as they walked into a nearly full Great Hall.
“You can take a seat next to the other new transfer student over here Harry and Hermione.” Snape told them before sitting down beside two other male sixth year Slytherin students and basically completely ignoring them.
“You!” Harry and Hermione said in unison after laying eyes on a largely inconspicuous Draco Malfoy.
“I knew you two would follow me here… Don’t say another word or I’ll blow your cover and change history forever.’ Malfoy said with a smirk as Harry and Hermione took a seat next to him. “I’m surprised to see you in Slytherin colours Mudblood… But I’m sure you’ll be even more surprised later. My father told me some interesting things about Hogwarts in the 1960 and 70s.”
“What do you mean Malfoy… All we have to do is get you alone and send you back to our time and this whole thing will be over.” Harry said, looking ready to jump Malfoy and do exactly that as his fingers grasped the time-turner device in his pocket.
“You wouldn’t dare try it in a crowded area like this and besides, I’ve already slipped your dear old daddy a slow acting toxin that will take almost an entire year to take effect and kill him. If you blow my cover or get in my way, you’ll never find out what I’ve poisoned him with and you’ll never get the cure.” Malfoy said with a smirk before picking up the plate of food that had just appeared in front of him and walking down the table to find another spot to eat beside Snape.
“Dammit… We’re just going to have to find those objects and protect them from Malfoy and just hope he doesn’t try to blow our cover.” Harry concluded as he looked around the hall at all the unfamiliar faces. Ron, Ginny and Luna still hadn’t made it down to the Great Hall and he still couldn’t see any sign of his mother, father or any of his friends. He could only hope that nothing bad had happened to them already as he surveyed the hall one more time and quickly recognized a few of the teachers sitting at the front table. There was Dumbledore, a younger Hagrid who was as big as ever. He saw several of the older teachers like Minerva McGonagall, Madam Pomfrey and even Pomona Sprout all looking both young and very attractive. After Ron, Ginny, Luna and rest of Gryffindor House joined the students waiting in the Great Hall, the sorting began and the feast started in earnest. After Dumbledore gave a short speech that Harry failed to follow because he was more interested in checking out the hundred or so gorgeous beauties all around him, Harry followed the rest of Slytherin House back down to the dungeons and a special little surprise planned for the newest female transfer student.
What Hermione or Harry didn’t know was that Slytherin had a special initiation they put every female transfer student through upon arriving at Hogwarts. It was customary for the new girl to get up on stage with every Slytherin student watching and strip out of their clothes. If that wasn’t enough the transfer student had to get a spanking from every single male member of the house before receiving her new Slytherin clothing.
As Harry and Hermione made it to the secret entrance of Slytherin House, Malfoy walked by them and whispered to Hermione, “You’re going to love this Mudblood!” he said squeezing her ass quickly before running into the Slytherin common room and grabbing a seat for the show.
“What… Fuck you Malfoy!” Hermione cried in shock before she heard the high tempo beat of a familiar Wizard rock band.
“Hmmm… I wonder what they’re planning in there.” Harry said as they walked into the common room to find every single male Slytherin student sitting in chairs around the stage and long metal pole.
“And there she is… Hermione Stranger… Our newest Slytherin slut and the next one on the pole for our entertainment.” Snape’s voice boomed as if he was talking through a microphone.
“What… I’m not a slut and I’m not stripping for you pigs!” Hermione shouted back, trying to back away out of the common room to safety. Before she could leave though, Harry grabbed her by the elbow and whispered in her ear.
“You have to do it Hermione… We can’t break our cover and if you refuse to follow through with their traditions, they may do some digging and find out that were not from their time.” Harry whispered to her as he guided her towards the stage. In truth, Harry really wanted to see her naked again, and the thought of seeing her doing a little strip dance in front of him was extremely hot.
“Are you fucking kidding Harry? You want me to get naked for these sickos?” Hermione asked Harry looking extremely worried.
“You gotta take one for the team Hermione… It’s the only way!” Harry told her before grabbing her cloak and tearing it off her while he pushed her onto the stage.
The crowd of Slytherin boys cheered in approval as Hermione got on stage and grabbed the stripper’s pole tentatively. She had no idea what she was doing up there; she had taken some basic dance classes in her early youth, but exotic dancing was a whole lot different than ballet or tap. Gripping the pole, Hermione spun around it quickly, letting her tiny skirt flutter up past her thong, showing off her gorgeous ass and causing the crowd of horny boys cheer out. Blushing and not really sure why she was actually enjoying herself, Hermione continued to twirl around the pole before ripping off her tight white dress shirt to reveal her pert young breasts and erect little pink nipples.
“Holy fuck Hermione… You are a Slytherin slut!” Harry said mostly to himself as he felt his cock begin to harden again. Hermione was really getting into it by that point and had already pulled off her tiny skirt to show off her amazing teen ass. She still was twirling around the metal pole, wearing only her white sneakers, knee-high socks, tiny red and gold thong, and her small little Gryffindor tie around her neck.
“Take them off! Take them off! Take them off!!!” Everyone started shouting, urging Hermione on to take off her little panties and let everyone get a good look at her tight little pussy and finely trimmed little landing strip. Just to egg them on a little more, Hermione toyed with them a little longer by ever so slowly sliding them down her hips to her ankles. Hermione then kicked them off into the crowd and right into Harry’s face. With one last twirl around the pole to let everyone see her full body one last time, the song ended and her performance came to an abrupt close. Before Hermione could get off the stage, a large ugly seventh year boy grabbed her wrist and pulled her off the stage. As every one of the boys lined up in two lines on either side of Hermione, she was slowly led between them, being forced to stop every few feet so each one of them could either grope her pert young ass or spank her for being such a naughty slut.
“Oww… Owwwww…!” Hermione cried in succession, after each boy gave her a quick spanking. Malfoy got a little frisky by groping her ass and running his finger across her little trimmed pubic strip. “FUCK YOU MALFOY!” Hermione whined in protest, just before Harry gave her ass one good last squeeze, before the seventh year guiding her spanked her harder than anyone and giving her a new Slytherin uniform to wear. Hermione was nearly in tears as she slowly walked up to her new room with a red ass and a feeling that she had degraded herself by participating in such a disgusting little Slytherin tradition. She could only hope that Ginny and Luna hadn’t faced any similar disgusting tradition and that Ron would protect them from anything to bad, unlike Harry had done for her.

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Awakening pt. 4

jess comes home, tyler earns himself a head . . .butt. sorry if i got any personalities very wrong, im dont no whether tyler really is a prick. if u really want me to change your type all try to change it realistically = )

Daddies girl is a slut pt 2

It had been two weeks since Kelli’s’ dad had put the chastity belt on her, and it was torture, she was so horny and she couldnt do anything except play with her breasts, prom was coming up and she had a hot date and she wouldnt even be able to do anything, she had tried to pick the lock multiple times, no such luck.
The night of her prom her dad was waiting downstairs with a camera as she finnished getting ready, she had a strapless black dress that only reached mid thigh and clung to her breasts, her hair was in an updo with a few ringlets around her face, her lack of bra showed her hard nipples poking at the fabric of her dress, she had silver earring and a necklace on, a blue flower on a bracelet and strappy silver heels, light natural make up. She went down the stairs and saw her dad, blushing as he stared at her and she saw a bulge growing in his pants, he snapped a picture of her walking down the stairs
“well I’m glad I got you that chastity belt, because with your slutty tendencies and the way you look your gonna need it tonight” he said making her wince, but she just nodded, her date rang the door bell and her dad answered and let him in, snapping some pictures of them together.
her dad took her date aside “now i know my daughter is a tease, but you better not try anything” he warned and then chuckled “not that it’ll do you any good, wont get anywhere, but dont try it anyway” he said, smacking the guy on the shoulder lightly and laughing at his own joke, he let them go telling them to be home at midnight and not a minute later.
Kelli had fun with Ben, enjoying the few slow dances they did plus a couple of bump and grinds, he was grinding his crotch against her ass and she was getting horny it felt like he had an impressive package, they left the dance about 15 min before everybody else to go hang out in his car, making out, his hands on her breasts, groping and making her moan into his mouth, he lowered her dress and sucked the nipples of both breasts till they were hard as rocks and bruised, all red and glistening with a light purplish color starting to spread over them from his sucking so hard, her pussy was sopping and she had completely forgotten about the chastity belt until his hand reached down to stroke her pussy and got metal instead, he lifted her dress in frustration, looking down and growling in anger when he saw the belt
“what the fuck? you got a key to this right?’ when she shook her head and bit her lip, groaning in frustration he snapped, smacking her “you fuckin tease, you dont have any holes i can use, get me all hard, i work you up and i don’t get anything for it?!” Kelli whimpered and held her hand against her sore cheek, nodding quickly “im sorry Ben i forgot” she muttered he shook his head angrily “not good enough” he then grabbed her hair, tangling it and ruining her nice updo as he pulled her down, undoing his pants and letting his cock out
“seeing as your mouth is the only thing thats of any use to me i guess ill have to settle for that so you better do a damn good job” he said shoving her down and making her suck his cock, he wasnt as big as she had expected, actually her dads cock was longer and thicker, so it wasnt hard for him to give him a blow job, using the technique her dad had taught her, sucking his balls while her hands stroked him, then going back to sucking him off till he came in her mouth, he didnt taste good at all and she gagged and coughed as she reluctantly swallowed it and cleaned him up. he fixed his pants and drove her home, still angry, there wouldnt be another date “considering all you could do was blow me your not to bad, surprising for such a cock tease” he said chuckling as he shoved her out of the car, throwing her purse out and driving off with the passenger door still open and swinging.
Kelli put herself together as best as she could, it was 10:30 and she didnt know how to explain to her dad why she was home so early, she snuck quietly into the house hoping he wouldnt hear her, luckily she could hear the bed in her parents room thumping against the wall, telling her her parents were too busy fucking to bother with her, she went to her room and let her messed up hair down and began to brush it out, taking off all her jewlery and her heels, she was just finished brushing her teeth when the bed stopped shaking upstairs and she heard her parents moving around and getting into the shower, hopefully they would leave her alone,
she was taking off her dress and rubbing ointment into her now sore and very purple and blue nipples, definitely left a nice hickey she thought sarcastically, it was 11:30 and she knew her mom would be asleep but she didnt hear her dad come downstairs and the living room was dark when she went to the kitchen for some ice for her sore breasts, with her chest uncovered, gasping when she ran into her dad as he flicked the light on, she blushed and tried to pull her dress up but her dad had already noticed her sore breasts and he stopped her, bending down to take a peek at them, he looked up at her and grabbed her wrists and dragged her over to her room and sat her on the bed
“now tell what happened so i know who to punish, you or that boy that took you out” he demanded still not letting her cover her breasts as he held both of her hands with one of his, still examining her breasts, she reluctantly told him how she had kind of been a tease and gyrated her hips on Ben’s as they danced and how they had made out and she let him suck her breasts, then she tolkd him how after Ben saw the chastity belt he made her give him a blow job and then ditched her, she was ashamed of herself and wouldnt look anywhere but the floor, she was a slut and a tease just like her dad had said, if she had bothered to look up her dads eyes wouldnt have met hers as he was still staring at her breasts with a growing erection, but he was angry too
“see baby this is why i told you not to be such a tease, im sorry that he hurt you cause of the chastity belt, but im glad he didnt get to take your virginity so i cant be too sorry about the belt” his free hand reached up and lightly traced her nipples, even the soft touch making her cringe and pull away, he sighed and shook his head sadly ” here baby let me take care of them, this might hurt at first but i promise they will feel better afterwards”
he leaned her back on the bed, closing the door with his foot as he leaned over her, he didnt think his wife would wake up and come down, but he reached over and locked the door just in case, then laying over his daughter he leaned down and kissed one nipple, hearing her whimpers and try to pull away, but as she was laying down on the bed with him on top of her there was nowhere to go, he flicked his tongue out over her nipple and she continued to whimper and cringe “hush now baby im gonna make it better” her murmured before softly sucking her nipple into his mouth, Kelli gasped and whined, but after a few seconds of his suckling her breast the pain eased and she began to feel heat in her stomach, arching her back and pressing her nipple into his mouth, he then stopped and did the same to her other breast, and oddly it eased the soreness, he then got up, telling her to stay as she was as he went to the kitchen, he came back with a glass with ice cubes, pinning her down with his body as he pressed one to her nipple, she cried out and his free hand covered her mouth “Kelli do you really think im gonna hurt you?” as she shook her head he smiled saying “of course not, this will help too, just like when i sucked on them”
she nodded and bit her lip to keep quiet, he just held the cube to her breast till it began melting, water dripping down both sides of her breast, her nipples hard again, lightly shivering, he then put what remained of the cube in his mouth and sucked her nipple, pressing the cube to it with his tongue until it completely melted, she couldnt help purring now and she could feel her pussy getting all wet again, her stomach clenched and she wriggled her hips, her dads thigh pressed between hers and against the belt, pushing the cool metal against her cunt, he turned and did the same with the other breast and her hand was on the back of his head, eyes closed and moaning, arching her back as far as she could, needing more. when both cubes were gone he licked up the remaining water and began to massage ointment into her now only slightly sore nipples, her eyes opened, cloudy with lust as she looked up at her dad and thanked him, he got up and was gonna leave the room and she whimpered and grabed his hand, tugging him back
“daddy please dont leave me” he smiled “but babygirl, taking care of you has caused me to have some needs that your mom needs to take care of” he turned to leave again but she held his hand tighter “but daddy cant I take care of them? i sucked your cock before and it seemed to help, and it helped Ben ! please let me help daddy?” he shook his head and stroked her hair “i know you helped me before, but that was bad remember, you were being a slut, right?” she nodded her head and he turned to leave again shoving her hand off his “besides what i need only big girls can do and your not a big girl, your mommy is” this made Kelli pout and her eyes teared up, she was horny and she just wanted her dad, he was the only one besides herself who had made her cum, and after he had helped her she just wanted to return the favor. her dad saw her tearing up and he let go of the door sitting down on the bed and pulling her close “now now, whats wrong?”
Kelli shook her head, she didnt want to tell him and have him think she was an even bigger slut then he already did when he insisted she tell him she just blushed and asked if he could take off the chastity belt just for tonight. “no i cant, it stays on unless you have bathroom needs or when you get married ill give your husband the key” the tears began to roll down kelli’s cheeks and she muttered angrily “its not fair, i have needs too daddy! you get someone to take care of yours, i have a lot of needs and they are making me hurt, and im more grown up then you think i bet i could do “big girl stuff” better then mommy if i gave it half a shot” he turned her to face him and lifted her chin, looking into her eyes “you think your so grown up? think you can take care of my needs like i want? well fine then, i’ll let you give it a shot, i dont want to wake your mother anyway, besides if your hurting from your needs then its my job as your dad to take care of that pain”
he reached in his pocket and pulled out the key to her belt, unlocking it and taking the belt off, gasping when he saw his daughters soaked bright pink tight pussy, his cock growing uncomfortably erect, he slipped her dress off, it had just been lowered under her breasts and lifted over her hips, only covering her stomach, he made her lay down again as he just looked at her for a few minutes as he began to strip, a sigh of relief came when his cock was released from the confines of his pants and boxers, Kelli saw his hard cock and got a little nervous, how was that supposed to fit, she closed her legs nervously and sat up, not so sure now “nevermind daddy i dont think im big enough after all” he shook his head and pushed her back down on the bed, leaning over her and pushing his cock into her mouth, she was comfortable with this so she began to suck and lick him, her hand lightly squeezing his balls “now you wanted to prove your a big girl, cant back out now, you cant stop doing something every time you get a little nervous, no daughter of mine is a quitter, understand?” Kelli nodded as she continued sucking his cock, stopping as she sucked his balls into her mouth, lovingly lapping at them before returning to sucking his cock, she still gagged when he deep throated her, she thought she wouldve been used to it by now, but he was a lot bigger then Ben.
after a few moments he pulled out of her mouth and stroked her face lovingly, then moving down and stroking her breasts, moving over her stomach, making Kelli giggle and squirm wildly when he kissed her belly button, when he nipped and licked at her button she bucked, laughing “daddy your tickling me!” he smiled and began to tickle her more purposefully, his hands pinning her down as she squirmed and squealed, his tongue dipped into her belly button making her moan and laugh at the same time, caught between the pleasure and being tickled,
he finally moved down and Kelli tried to catch her breath only to gasp when his mouth wrapped around her clit and began to suck as his finger slipped inside her wet slit, she moaned loudly and pushed her hips up, pressing on the back of his head with her hand, he teased her, sucking licking and fingering her till she was about to burst, her legs wrapped tight around his head and her cum spilling into his mouth and down her thighs, but before she could cum her dad stopped, grabbing her legs and unwrapping them from around his head and pulling away, she was whimpering and begging him for more, but he just shook his head and climbed over her, positioning his cock outside her wet lips “im gonna fuck you now baby girl”
despite how horny she was she got a little nervous again and tried to clench her thighs but her dad wouldnt let her and his cock rubbed over her pussy, she closed her eyes when his cock rubbed her clit, moaning softly, he took this opportunity while she was relaxed to slip the head of his cock in her tight slit, she gasped and her eyes popped open, it wasnt as bad as she thought and she wiggled her hips upward allowing him to slip in another inch, he began rocking back and forth inside her, easing her open until his cock came up against her cherry, his teeth were gritted as she was so tight around him and she kept wiggling, driving him wild, he held her hips as still as possible as he began to press his cock against her cherry, she started to whimper as she felt a pinching “no daddy its too much i think i want to stop now” but her dad silenced her with a kiss “im gonna make you a big girl now baby” he growled in her ear, barely giving her brain time to register that as he pulled back and then slammed his hips forward, tearing through her hymen and slamming the rest of his cock into her, now balls deep in his daughters cunt.
Kelli screamed and he quickly covered her mouth as she cried and tried to get out from underneath him, her pussy felt like it was on fire as her blood dribbled around his cock and onto her thighs, down to the bed, he kept her mouth covered as he slowly pulled back and thrust all the way in again, she whimpered and cried everytime he did, feeling his thrusts growing faster, his mouth was lapping at her breasts and the pain began to ease, starting to feel good again, when her whimpers turned to moans her dad took his hand from her mouth, reaching down to rub her clit as his mouth moved from her breast to her lips, he could feel her already tight pussy begin to clench almost painfully around his cock as she got closer to cumming, he was now pounding her as hard and fast as he could, thank god her mother slept like the dead cause the bed was pounding on the wall, his thumb pressed down on her clit and Kelli bucked her hips up, her pussy clenching so tight her dad had to stop fucking her, his mouth over hers absorbed her cries as she came hard, when she began to calm down enough for her pussy to loosen around him he began to pound her again, it only took a few minutes more before he was cumming, slamming her pussy hard as he filled her up with his hot cum, biting her neck as he pumped his seed into her, making her cum again, her pussy milking every last drop from his cock. he stayed inside her even as his erection began to die down, stroking her hair and kissing her, she was panting and covered in sweat, both of their juices leaking out of her pussy and around his cock, making a puddle on his balls, her thighs, the bed “am i a big girl now daddy?” she asked and he nodded too out of breath to respond “better then mommy?” he chuckled and swatted her ass “yes baby girl, gave mommy a run for her money” Kelli grinned and hugged her daddy, cuddling against him as she yawned and began to fall asleep with her daddy still inside her, he moved to pull out and get up and she whimpered, asking him to stay, he agreed, pretty worn out himself, and they fell asleep holding eachother and smiling.

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Owned family – CH2: Are You Being Served

This is a continuation of a story about a family that submits to their black neighbor. If you do not like stories about gay, interracial, incest, bestiality, or young sex, please move on. If you do like those topics, please enjoy. I do appreciate CONSTRUCTIVE criticism.
Owned Family – CH2: Are You Being Served
The events of last night played over and over in my head throughout the day. Ty’s huge black cock mouth, his cum on my face, his offer for my family; all of it kept my dick hard as I worked on getting the house presentable for dinner with Ty tonight.
I was still unsure about Ty’s offer. If we were to agree, I would be making almost $250,000 a year. If nothing else a year, hell six months, would get me and my family out of the financial bind it was in. On the other hand I knew that if we agreed, I would be sucking a lot more cock. The thought of sucking cock excited me. The thought of being excited scared me.
I think Laura was in a similar boat. She was constantly back and forth about accepting. By the time Laura started dinner we had decided to at least talk with Ty about it.
I was setting the table when the doorbell chimed. I looked at the clock, he was twenty minutes early. I made my way to the door and found my large black neighbor waiting with a briefcase in hand. He still made me feel small. I welcomed him in and directed him to the living room.
Ty and I exchanged pleasantries as Laura came into the room and told us dinner would be ready in a little while. The three of us talked about unimportant things of the day. The tension in the room could be cut by a knife with the exception of Ty, he was perfectly relaxed.
Ty didn’t allow the small talk to go on for very long, “What have the two of you decided about my offer?”
Laura and I exchanged glances, Laura was the one to speak first, “Well, its ahh, well, we would like to know more before we make a final decision.”
Ty nodded, “That’s expected. What questions or concerns do you have?”
“We can choose to end being your…” Laura hesitated for a moment.
“Slaves.” Ty said for her.
“Slaves,” Laura whispered before continuing her question, “at any time and just walk away right?”
Ty nodded again, “If you walk away the worst thing that happens is James will be let go from being my financial adviser and thus he will be unemployed again.”
Laura, seeming satisfied, moved on to our next concern, “What about our kids, I don’t want them mixed up in this. James and I are adults and can make this kind of decision.”
“How old are your kids?” Ty calmly replied.
“Adam and Zoey are twelve year old twins, and Mel is almost sixteen.” She answered.
“Are any of them sexually active yet?” Ty asked.
Laura hesitated, and again we shared a glance. By her look I knew she wanted me to field this question, “The twins aren’t. At least I hope not. Mel has had a couple boyfriends but I don’t think she has done anything with them.” Ty just stared at me sensing there was more. “We caught Mel posting videos on the internet last year.”
“What kind of videos?” Ty pressed.
I forced myself to say it, “It was of her having sex with a dog and eating out her best friend’s pussy.”
“Ok, this offer is for the use of your family, not just the two of you.” Ty raised his finger to quiet Laura’s impending objection and he continued, “Mel will have the choice to join in this arrangement. The twins will also choose once they are sexually active or turn fourteen. Any child that chooses not to participate will be sent to boarding school which I will pay for. If either you or they refuse boarding school the deal is off. If they choose to be my slave they will be assured entrance on a full scholarship to an Ivy League school.”
Laura and I looked at each other. I silently let her know I was ok with everything so far. Laura was satisfied with Ty’s response because she moved to the next topic, “What do you expect us to do if we become your…slaves?”
“I expect you to do as I say.” Ty’s answer was curt.
“I mean what kinds of things do you want…”
Ty cut Laura off mid-sentence, “You will do things you will enjoy, you’ll do thing that you will come to enjoy, and you will do things that you may find perverse just for my enjoyment. Your goal is to make me happy. If I’m happy I usually make sure you’re enjoying yourselves. If you displease me I will punish you how I see fit. You will be my slaves. How hard is it to understand that you will be my property to do with as I please?” Ty waited for more questions, and when none came he pressed for our answer, “I’ve addressed your concerns, are you going to submit to me?”
Ty smiled, his white teeth standing out against his dark skin. I think he knew our answer before we did. Laura committed for the both of us with a simple, “Yes.” A timer beeped from the kitchen and Laura excused herself as she hurried from the room.
Ty locked eyes with me. We held for a moment before I looked away, he then opened his briefcase and pulled out some papers. They were legal documents about me becoming his adviser. After signing them he said, “Shall we head to the dining room?”
Ty followed me down the hall and into our dining room without saying a word. He took a seat at the head of the table where I normally sat. I was moving to the other end of the table when Ty broke the silence, “Strip bitch.” I hesitated and he barked, “Now!”
I did my best to quickly disrobe. I was taking off the last sock when my wife entered from the kitchen with the salads for everyone. She momentarily stopped at the doorway before dropping off the plates and retreating back to the kitchen.
“Is Laura on birth control?” Ty asked as he stood and approached me. I nodded an affirmative. “I want you to suck my cock and get me ready to take your wife.”
The thought of his dick in my mouth excited me. I dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants like I had done the night before. Again I found a warm hunk of flesh on the other side of the fabric. I pulled his dick out, this time I didn’t hesitate or need further commanding before I was savoring his dark flesh. I sucked on his manhood bring it to life. The feeling of him getting hard in my mouth excited me even more. I was lost in the moment and didn’t realize that Laura had come into the room with dinner.
My cock sucking reverie was broken by Ty speaking, “Your bitch of a husband is a great cock sucker.” I continued with my duty partly pleased at his words, partly humiliated because they were spoken to my wife of twenty years. “Strip, I want to see you milky white tits.” I could barely hear the shedding of fabric over the slurping I was causing.
Ty pushed me away and then held out a hand toward Laura. She moved to him, her eyes on Ty’s massive black dick. She took his hand and he brought her into his arms. He kissed her, forcefully but not violently. That kiss turned into three, during which Laura’s hand had found its way to Ty’s engorged dick already slick with my saliva.
With little effort Ty picked up my wife and set her on the dining table. He bent down and took one of my wife’s large nipples into his mouth. His hand started to make its way toward her legs, he slipped between them. Laura locked eyes with me, silently asking if it was ok to let him play with her.
When her legs didn’t part for him, Ty pulled away from her tit. He understood immediately what was going on. He pulled away from her and slapped her left tit hard enough to make Laura wince in pain. Ty spoke quickly and gave no room for misunderstanding, “You will never ask his permission for anything. Your cunt is mine. If I want to fuck it I will. If I want to sale your white cunt to my friends I will. You never deny me access to my property.”
Laura, lowered her gaze and opened her legs for Ty, whispering, “Ok.”
Ty slapped her face this time, not hard but enough to get her attention, “You will address me in a polite manner and refer to me as Sir or Master.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Laura kept her eyes to the ground, Ty looked at me, “Bitch, come and show your slut of a wife that she belongs to me now. Put my cock in her cunt.”
I moved next to Ty and guided his throbbing member into my wife’s hairy pussy. Her gasp was stuttered as her new lover’s huge black cock impaled her. Her eyes became locked with his. Ty’s member glistened in her juices between thrusts. Laura’s breathing became shallow. After a couple dozen thrusts I could tell my wife was already near orgasm.
I think Ty could also sense her impending orgasm, he had quickened his pace. His obsidian balls were slapping against my sweethearts ass. Laura wrapped her arms and legs around Ty’s muscular body drawing him closer to her.
She let out a couple short moans before screaming in pleasure. The contractions from her orgasm were so hard she forced the black invader out of her cunt. The table was soaked and it took me a moment to realize that my wife had done it. I had never seen her cum like that before; her bush glistened with her juices. I didn’t know what she was a squirter.
Ty gave her only a moment to recover from her orgasm before continuing his onslaught of her now soaked pussy. Laura was getting into it more now pushing against him with every thrust, eagerly wanting more of his black meat in her.
Her moaning started again, this time accompanied by encouragements to Ty, “Fuck me, fuck my cunt Master.” And, “Make me cum again.” She lost herself in another explosive orgasm screaming over and over, “I’m your whore!”
After my wife’s second orgasm Ty pushed her further back onto the table. He climbed up on the table to mount her with her knees almost pushed to her head leaving her pussy vulnerable for more fucking. Ty guided his dick into her and began pounding her yet again. Once he found his rhythm he grabbed Laura’s neck with both hands.
Laura’s moans and whorish cries ceased as the black man choked her. She was having a hard time breathing but she still pushed against Ty to meet his thrusts. It wasn’t long before Ty let out a bellow signifying is own orgasm.
Laura must have been pushed over the edge from Ty’s seed being pumped into her. She let out a third gush of juice for the night and went limp. Ty pulled out his still semi-hard member with an audible slosh-pop from my wife’s well used cunt. I could see his white cum slowly leaking out of her.
I was worried about her till I noticed she was still breathing. Ty didn’t notice or didn’t care about my concern for my sweetheart; he sat back at the head of the table, still naked. He looked at me, “Bitch, it is your duty to clean your Master after his has fucked a whore.” I stood to go get Ty a towel when me yelled at me, “What the fuck you stupid bitch! Did I say you could stand? Did I tell you to go somewhere?” I started to answer and Ty spoke over me, “I know what you thought. Now get your faggot ass over here and clean me off with that talented tongue of yours.”
I got back down on my knees and crawled under the table to my Master’s waiting cock. As I started to suck Ty and my wife’s juices off his black manhood I heard Laura stirring on top of the table and then finding her place at the opposite head of the table. I overheard Laura comment, “I’ve never been fucked like that, gawd that was the best I have ever had, thank you Master.”
Once Ty was satisfied that I had properly cleaned his dick, he allowed me to sit at the table and join them for dinner.
The rest of the meal went semi-normally with the exception of us all being naked and smelling of sex. It wasn’t until Ty was getting ready to leave that he dropped the next bombshell, “I will be back Wednesday night at eight. Make sure the whole family is here, I want to examine my new slaves. I want the two of you to shave your genitals. Laura, I want you to stop taking your birth control and if either of the girls on it, they are to stop as well.” With that he picked up his briefcase and left.

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Teacher, Teacher chapter 11

The twins have taken complete control over Julie, Dawn and Sandy, They have trained them to be submissive slaves unable to resist any command. Now as the get ready to sell them off a wrinkle appears in their plans

My journey to Crete

Hello to everybody who is actually reading this. I’d like to make a few statements about this story. First, it’s a tale with some real rough sex in it. If you like romantic gf sex, feel free to move on. Second, I use abusive, discriminating and humilating language in here, especially against women. If this offends you, please don’t read it. Third, everything you read in here is fictional – but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t do it if chance came along. As in my story, it’d have to be consensual. Now please enjoy my story and feel free to critisize fairly. Since I think about writing a pornographic novel in this style, I also like to know whether you would buy something like that.
A holiday on crete part I
Let me introduce myself to you first. My name is Andrew, I’m 35 and with 5′ 10″ and 160 lbs. I consider myself quite an average-looking guy. Last year, my marriage broke up after 4 years of love and 1 year of pain. Luckily, there were no kids to consider so after the decree came through, there was no need to see my ex-wife again. But I have to admit that the main reason for our split was my suppression of my secret desire. When I married her, I was aware of my dark side but also sure I could keep it under control. When it broke out with force a year ago, there was no way to keep our relationship going. What exactly my dark side is? Well, just follow me on my trip to Crete and you will find out…
After my divorce became legal, I decided to go on a holiday for two weeks just to set my mind on other things. My company agreed, so I looked on the internet for a cheap but comfortable offer. 3 days later, I was on a plane to Crete. The hotel was in a city near the airport with small, but clean-kept rooms at reasonable prices and the food was good.
It was on the second day in the evening when I first noticed this waitress. I had just sat down with my dinner when she came to my table. She was not the kind of woman I was usually interested in – fortyish, skinny, nearly flat-breasted and just a little smaller than me – but the look in her deep brown got me somehow. I had trained myself to search for it in the last year and after a split second of thought, I let my dark side take control of me.
She turned around to address me. Looking straight into those lovely, weak eyes, I imagined me pushing her to the wall in my room, raising her up. She greedingly wrapped her legs around my waist, allowing my cock to thrust forward into her willing cunt. I conjured up all the feelings of lust, greed and desire in this situation and directed them at her.
She had started to ask: “What would you like…” but then our eyes locked. Overwhelmed by the rush of emotions coming from me, her eyes grew larger. Still fucking her in my mind, making her moan and scream with my hard, long strokes I finished her sentence.
“To drink, you mean? A glass of wine would be nice.”, I said pleasantly. But my eyes never left hers, and in my mind we were getting near to our climax.
She fumbled her pen and had to fight for her speech. She started stutter:”A-a-alcoholics are not incl-cl-cluded and have to be paid …” She drifted off. Unable to tear her eyes away, she was lost in the heat of her emotions, which were both mysterious and irresistable for her.
“I know. Why don’t you put it on my rooms tab?” I said in a gentle voice. But in my mind, I fucked her ferociously. As I flushed her my key to show her my rooms number, I imagined me shooting my load into her while she screamed her orgasm in my ear. When we came together in my mind, I heard her breathe deeper and saw her knees buckle a bit.
I knew I had won, so I looked away at my key. Still mesmerized from what had happened, she didn’t realize it. I had to wiggle it in front of her to get her attention. She shook her head, blushed in a bright red and jotted down the number. Turning away, she went to the bar with an unsteady walk. When she relayed my order to the bartender she couldn’t resist to glance in my direction. I smiled, giving her a small wink. She looked away abruptly, like a small child being caught doing something forbidden.
I wasn’t set back by the fact that she didn’t serve my wine but asked a male waiter instead. She was trying to get a grip on what had happened and needed time for that. That was fine by me, because I knew that afterwards, she would get curious. When I stood up after my dinner, I saw her watching me from the corner of my eyes. Feeling her eyes upon me when I left the restaurant, I mused about the old saying of the curiosity and the cat. This cat here wasn’ t facing death, of course; but as sure as hell a real good screw and a whole lot of satisfaction.
I went up to my room and took a shower. Knowing there was no need to get out tonight to look for someone to shag, I bided my time. After half an hour, I stepped out of the cabin just to hear a knock on my door. Putting on my jeans and a shirt, I called:” Who’s there?” As if I didn’t know exactly…
Momentarily, only silence came from the other side of the door. Then she answered:” Room service”. I went and opened the door. There she stood, blushing red, her whole posture showing her uncertaincy.
“Exactly what I ordered.”, I said with a coy smile, gesturing her in. Obediently, she came forward. I followed her and when she stopped in front of my bed, I pulled her close with her back turned to me. I placed my mouth on that soft space where her neck and shoulders touched and kissed her gently. She didn’t fight me. I saw goosebumps breaking out on her skin. Now it was time to take control. I gripped her blonde hair, pulling her head back. My other hand found the buttons of her blouse, opening them swiftly. She didn’t put on a bra, so I started to play with her hard, erect nipples. A soft moan escaped her as she started to shiver from lust.
“It’s rare that the prey offers itself to the hunter in free will.” I said, removing her blouse while turning her around to face me. She was breathing heavily; her feelings had clearly overtaken her. I put off my shirt, grabbed her head again and pushed her mouth to my nippel. “Suck it!”, I ordered.
This part of my body has always been very sensitive, so when she obeyed, a bolt of lust and greed shot through me. I fastened my grip, enjoying every second of my control over her. Yeah, she wasn’t my type of girl, so what? She still had a mouth, a cunt and a glory hole. Putting my cock in those three openings and fucking the hell out of her was all I cared for. She had started to lick my nipple, too. The thought of her doing the same on my rod nearly drove me crazy. I let her continue for a while. When the tension in my loins became to strong to bear, I pulled her head back again. I pushed her down, forcing her on her knees. That’s one of my favourite places for a woman to be, her mouth on the same level as my cock. She looked up to me with dazed eyes, clearly no longer in control of herself. Still gripping her head firmly, I opened my jeans. It dropped to the floor and I kicked it aside. She gasped at the sight of my steel-hard cock and licked her lips. Now it was time for her total submission.
I held my rod in front of her mouth, but when she moved her head towards it, I held her back. She looked at me again, this time confused.
“You offered me room service, didn’t you?”, I asked in a commanding voice. She nodded.
Displeased, I shook my head. “Didn’t they teach you to answer when being asked?”, tugging her hair a bit.
A hint of pain distorted her features and was replaced with a look of lust. “Yes.” , she replied.
Still looking displeased, I tugged her hair again. “Yes what?”, I demanded.
She got my line and concurred. “Yes, sir.”, she said.
“Fine. So service means that you’ll do everything in your ability to please me and satisfy my needs, am I right?”
“Yes, sir.”, she replied, her tone a mixture of suppressed wanting and devotion. But I wanted to hear it from herself, so I tugged her hair again.
“Tell it to me!”, I ordered. “What will you do?
“I will do everything in my ability to please you and satisfy your needs, sir.” She looked at me, her eyes showing she enjoyed every second of this submission but also begging me to get back in action.
I had welled in the feeling of domination and control I got over her, but now the tension had become unbearable even for me. “All right.”, I said,”Let’s check how far your abilities go.”
Still holding her head, I placed my cock on her lower lip. “Open your mouth.”, I commanded. When she obeyed, I pushed slowly forward, letting it slide in. Closing her lips around my best friend, she created that warm, wet and rubbing feeling I think every male enjoys immensly. She started to twirl her tongue around the tip of my rod, but I decided that was for later. Steadily I pushed forward, more and more of my cock vanishing in her mouth. When half of it was inside, I felt her become uncomfortable. From principle, I slid it in a little farther, but stopped then. I didn’t want her to gag, at least not yet.
I kept still for a while, enjoying the wetness and warmth of her mouth and keeping her in doubt of what I would do to her next. Changing the grip on her head, I grabbed the hair on top of it and pulled it slowly back. Just when I was about to slide out of her mouth, I pulled it back forward until I nearly reached her gag point again. I did it again and again, each time a little faster. Sometimes I moved her head a little to the left or right, making her cheeks bulge from my cock, a sight I enjoyed tremenduosly. After nearly ten minutes of that, my pace became so fast she seemed to nod furiously with my rod in her mouth. She had started to make a gargling noise but didn’t beg me to stop, which I wouldn’t have done anyway. But just before I was about to unload into her mouth, I pulled back out.
She turned aside, spit drooling from her mouth. But a few seconds was all she got from me; after her second deep breath I grabbed her chin and hair and turned her head back. Her mouth was still open, so I shoved my cock back in. Keeping her head still, I pulled it out just to push it back in. Now the face-fucking started in earnest. In a steady pace, I moved in and out of her mouth, using it like a cunt. Soon she started to gargle again. Again, I picked up speed. I didn’t care any longer whether she had to gag or not. All I thought of was my power over her. But she took my pounding of her mouth like a champion, making me think that she obviously had experience. Pushing my rod a little to the side made her cheeks bulge again. Controlling myself, I managed to fuck her face some minutes longer. When I couldn’t hold it back any more, I grabbed her hair harder. There was no courtesy clap, just three hard strokes of my cock, forcing its way nearly to her throat and shooting my come right into it. Still, she didn’ t gag, but had to swallow all of it. One hole down, two still to go I thought, my rod still in her mouth.
Not releasing the grip on her head, I pulled my still hard cock out. Gasping for air, her whole body shivered. I wasn’t about to show any mercy, so I tugged her hair hard, forcing her to stand up. I led her around the bed where a small dresser stood. I opened the upper drawer and fetched a condom. Only the lord knew how many cocks had been inside this fucking slut before, so I wanted be sure that I didn’t catch anything from this piece of meat.
I threw her on the bed which squeaked from her landing on it. She barely had time to look at me with dark, lustrous eyes before I climb after and over her, her upper body firmly caught between my knees. If she had had anything resembling tits I would have fucked these first, but there were only nippels. I tore the package open and applied my protection with the right hand, while my left found the way under her skirt and panties to her slit. Wetness and warmth greeted my fingers there and she moaned loud when I touched her clit.
“Whoa there, bitch! You enjoyed it being treated as fuckmeat, didn’t you?” Not waiting for answer, I rubbed her clit hard. She went in a kind of frenzy, twisting and thrashing on the bed, screaming and moaning and coming for herself. I didn’ t waste any more time and went off her just to rip her skirt and panty off. Her legs flew apart just like of their own will, so I placed myself between them and my rod just before her second hole. Grabbing her hands, I moved them up and pinned them on the pillow. Still in total control of her, I shoved my cock hard and fast into her cunt as far as it would go. A loud scream emerged from her throat and her cunt muscles contracted and massaged my best friend when she came again.
“Hey slut! Who allowed you to come first? You’re nothing but three holes on legs, remember?”, I shouted in her face. “And since you obviously forgot, here comes your punishment!” And I started fucking her. My rod went into her until my balls touched her slit, then I pulled back out just to ram it back in again. The raw force of my strokes made her body move upwards until her head hammered against the wooden front of the bed. I didn’t give a shit about her pain which I was sure she didn’t feel anyway. She was all lust, heat, greed, nothing but meat needing, craving to get fucked. But I didn’ t want to leave any visible marks so I turned her sideways, her head lying on the rim of the mattress. I took her ankles, spreading her legs as far as they would go and shoved my cock into its rightful place again.
I pounded her hard and fast, my rod went in the whole way all the time. Soon her head was dangling over the mattress, her body arching, her throat muscles standing out. Harder and faster I went, the sound of me nailing her mixing with her screams. I felt myself getting ready to unload into her for the second time. I wanted to shoot my come in her cunt when I was in her as deep as possible, so I pulled her back on the bed. I forced her legs up, her feet resting on my shoulders. This position I nicknamed “fucking package” because that’s all a woman is to me in this moment. She is kept in a perfect angle for my cock to enter her as far as it would go. I pushed back into her probing her depth. Then I went back to business, thrusting my rod as deep as possible into her. But I wanted to have all I could get, so I threw all constraints overboard and rammed my cock in her like trying to split her in two pieces. We both came together screaming like maniacs. With my steel-hard rod still inside her ravaged cunt, I thought: Two holes down, best one still to go.
I let myself drop to the bed beside her. Her legs fell down on the mattress like they were made of stone. We both needed some time now, me to regain my power and her to come to her senses again. After some minutes, I realised her rolling off to her side and getting up. A surge of adrenalin went through my body. I jumped up, grabbed her neck, placed the other hand on her back and shoved her on the bed again. She landed flat-out on her stomach. I threw myself on her back, my weight nearly squashing her. Pulling her head back, I shouted in her face:
“I’m not finished with you, fuckmeat. Three holes, I said!”
I sat up on her back and fetched my shirt. Holding her hands back, I tied them together. This cunt wouldn’t get away from me without her ass being fucked, I swore to myself. I raised her hips up, her upper body still on the bed and spread her legs.
“Don’t move or you’ll be sorry, slut!”, I ordered. She obeyed, but her eyes followed me as I went around the bed to get a second condom. I kneeled between her legs, put it on and pushed my rod into her overflowing cunt again. A few hard strokes was all it took to get the condom wet with her juices. I pulled back out and spit on her asshole two times, then rubbing my saliva around it. I couldn’ t care less about her being in pain while I did her ass, but still I didn’ t want to leave any visible marks. I placed my cock right before her ass, the tip of it on her entrance. Then I grabbed her ass, pulling it back while pushing my best friend forward. First, I wasn’t able to break through so I had to use more pressure. Just as I was about to give up my first attempt, her sphincter gave way and I slid in her ass all the way. Her loud screams of lust and pain got muffled by the mattress. Then I moved back to halfpoint and shoved it back again, forcing more screams from her. Her ass wasn’t as tight as I thought. I became convinced that I haven’t been the first one to treat this low-down slutty whore like a piece of meat. So I didn’t give in to pity and nailed her ass in the same speed as her cunt before. Judging from the sound of her moans I could say that she didn’t want any.
I had emptied my balls thouroghly the two times I came before, so even with her ass being tighter as her slit, I pounded her for a while before I could even start to think of coming again. But something was missing here. I soon realised what it was: the bitch enjoyed it too much! Her holes were there to give me pleasure – she was the least of my worries there. Thrusting my cock into her ass as far as possible, I leaned over her back und pulled her head up by her hair. A loud scream came from her mouth, her pain unmistakable. I leaned back keeping her body up and fucked the hell out of her ass. Seeing her in this uncomfortable, painful position aroused me greatly, but still I wasn’t completly satisfied. She was no more than an howling, screeching creature nearly lost in oblivion, under my total control. What was missing still? In the spur of the moment, I pushed her head back on the bed and raised her still-bound hands up. Holding them at the height of my breast, she was forced to press her head into the mattress. Lucky me as for the loudness of her screams would have split my ears instead. After a few hard thrusts in this position I felt myself rise up to my third climax again. Faster and faster I went, now trying to rip up her ass instead. When I came again, I shoved my cock deep into her and raised her hands to the height of my chin. The intense pain and the power of her orgasm made her faint. She slid down on the mattress and I collapsed over her back.
When I opened my eyes again, I looked at my alarm clock. It had taken me about an hour to reduce a woman to an unconscious breathing piece of meat with three ravaged holes. I still was lying on her back, so I rolled off her and got up. She started to stir now, her eyes still closed. I picked up our clothes, putting mine on the bed but throwing hers on her back. As I untied her hands to reclaim my shirt, she came back to her senses and turned around to look at me.
“The room service has been satisfactory.”, I said. Then I took my purse and searched for a 2€-piece. When I had found it, I threw it on the pillow beside her.
“This is for your efforts. Now get up and get dressed, slut. You have 5 minutes to leave my room. If you’re not gone in 5 minutes I’ll have a nice chat with your boss telling him how good your service was and how far it went.”
She got up wordlessly and dressed. After taking the money, she slowly walked to the door, opened it and went out. The door closed again. I looked at my alarm clock. There was still time for a few beers at the beach bar I found yesterday. But first I’d take a shower again. I would never get out with the smell of that whore on me.

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