Bridezilla Brenda’s Beastly Brawl — Part 4 — The Reception
The elegant wedding reception is loads of fun? The loads of fun just kept cumming.
Reluctance
Snowbound Encounter
The snow had been relentless and my situation was growing increasingly dire by the minute. This whole trip had devolved into a comedy of errors but now I was courting disaster.
Locker Room Talk
“There was one person though that wasn’t as accepting as the rest, and that was Marshall Gordon, our Quarterback. He was in his senior year. A sure-fire guarantee to get into the NFL. Marshall was 21, he was 6’4 with sandy brown hair, and a lean figure. He had the kind of boyish good looks that seem to follow all quarterbacks.”
A fist time for Camilla
Father wished me to marry Lucinda but I claimed her “friend” Camilla instead
Neighbours Part 4
Neighbourhood Sex Therapy – Thirty years of Victorian upbringing erased.
Digital Chains, Chapter 4: An Acquired Taste
(Note: Sorry about the break. I got a girlfriend, and she’s been keeping me kind of busy. Also, due to popular request [sort of], I’m bringing Casper back. Bestiality haters can go now, but I can guarantee that there won’t be any more dog-fucking in future chapters [sorry, bestiality lovers])
-MercilessHound666 has signed on-
MercilessHound666: Good evening, my pet.
Me: Good evening, Master.
MercilessHound666: And how was your day?
Stacie’s life belonged a man that she’d never truly met. His name was B. Hound, according to the return address on the birthday present that he’d sent her. To her, he was simply Master, or ‘sir’ for simplicity.
Me: It was fun, sir
She liked being his pet. He was a reasonable man, for what it was worth, and never asked her to do anything too uncomfortable. His television ban might have been as upsetting as when he’d had her dog, Casper, take her cherry. Well, not exactly, but that had taken more getting used to.
MercilessHound666: You went to the amusement park, right? What rides did you go on, pet?
But sometimes he was just sadistic. He knew that the amusement park was not what she wanted to talk about, but she had no choice but to go along with his charade. She told him in detail, at his insistence, about each and every ride, until at last he changed the subject to the thing that was most pressing in her mind.
MercilessHound666: How do like your newest gift? Is it a good fit?
Me: It’s a little big for my tastes, sir.
MercilessHound666: Don’t worry, you’ll grow into it. Did anybody notice it?
Me: Melanie asked me if I was feeling alright after the car ride, sir.
MercilessHound666: Oh, dear. Anything you’d like to tell me?
Sometimes, he was really sadistic.
Me: I came without permission, sir.
He didn’t reply. Instead, she got a pair of requests. She quickly accepted them both and sent her own to avoid incurring too much of his anger. In moments, she was looking at his face. To anyone else, he would have looked pleased- almost elated. She knew better, and shrank with fear.
“You look nice. Very cute,” he said pleasantly, still smiling at her.
“Thank you, Master,” Stacie replied. She was wearing a short blue skirt and a white tank top, and her blonde hair was tied up into pig tails. She looked like a perverted mockup of a twelve year old schoolgirl, complete with her slight figure, but one thing was for certain- it was adorable. Of course, he’d known that before he’d told her to wear it.
“How about you take off your panties? When you’re done, show me your ass. I want to make sure you actually wore it.”
“Yes, sir.” She stood up a little ways from the camera so that it could catch her partial strip. Then she got on her hands and knees with her ass towards the camera.
“I guess it really was a tight fit,” he said. Stacie closed her eyes in shame. What he was referring to was a transparent plug that was inside her asshole. Yesterday had been her birthday, and with that had come a plethora of sexual toys from him. There had also been a smaller box that she’d been told to open in the morning, which she, of course, had. She’d had the butt plug inside of her since then, and now she suspected that he could see straight inside of her with it, despite how narrow it was at the point where her sphincter closed down on it.
“Yes, sir,” she replied simply.
“Good to know. Now then, what were you saying before?”
Stacie froze, but only for a second. If she kept him waiting, he’d repeat himself, and that sort of thing never ended well for her. “I came without permission today, sir,” she said, loudly and clearly.
His tone didn’t change. “Really, now? When was this?”
“On the roller coaster, sir.”
“What made you cum?” he asked, his sweet voice taking on a distinctly more sadistic tone. His pet opened her mouth a few times, although he couldn’t see it, and since she was taking too long, he needed to prompt her. “Stacie?”
“Sorry, sir. Having the plug in was just so embarrassing, I couldn’t help from cumming, sir.”
“What a pretty lie,” he said, chuckling. “Now turn around and tell me the truth.”
There was nothing pleasant about his voice now. Stacie slowly turned around to face him. He wasn’t visibly angry. He wasn’t visibly anything. His face was devoid of emotion, which terrified her more than if he was obviously furious. She swallowed hard, trying to get the words out of her mouth. “It… it was the plug, sir. I… I came…”
“You came from your ass?”
Stacie bit her lip. She didn’t like using the phrase, but it was the one best suited to her situation. “Yes, sir, I came from my ass,” she said, embarrassed.
“Good girl. See how much better it is to be honest? You may take it out now.”
Stacie bowed to him. “Thank you, sir,” she said promptly, and moved to obey. It was a fairly difficult task compared to getting it in- the graduation was a lot sharper at the base, but with the help of her rectal muscles, she got the two inch wide intruder out of her asshole. Without it inside of her, she felt incredibly empty.
“Now clean it,” she heard. She looked at him in shock.
“What?”
“There’s no point to you having toys if you won’t keep them in good shape. Clean it. With your mouth.”
Stacie cringed, but started licking the plug anyway. It was horrible. There wasn’t another decent word for it, considering where it had been all day. At least he couldn’t make her do anything more disgusting.
Unfortunately, he was fond of proving her wrong. “Suck it,” he said, and although she was horrified by the idea, she did so, taking the entire plug into her mouth. He smiled at her. “You look good like that,” he commented, referring to the mix of revulsion, pleading, and general whorishness on her face. This brought about a blush, as he knew it would, completing the picture.
“Now go to the bathroom. Clean yourself out again. Oh, and fetch Casper while you’re at it.”
Stacie bowed her head to him. “Yesh, shir,” she muttered around the plug. “Shir, ‘ay I-?”
“No. Go.” He knew her almost too well, anticipating and shooting down her request to rid herself of the plug before she was even able to get the question out. He watched sternly as she leaned over the computer and caused his view of the room to rotate, giving him a clear view of most of the room, and most importantly the door. His expression didn’t change when she pulled out a small box from its hiding place and pull an item out of it. It didn’t change until she had crawled out the door to fulfill his commands. He smiled.
By the time she’d gotten to the bathroom, Stacie had gotten the plug clean, so its sole remaining purpose for being in her mouth was to humiliate her, and it was working. Despite how many times she’d crawled through her home completely naked, doing the same with just her panties missing and a butt plug in her mouth felt like a whole new low. She could feel her pussy getting damp almost immediately- it was like her very first time, when she’d been made to sneak into her parents’ bedroom for a length of yarn. But this time she didn’t have to be quite so obvious, which was a relief. If she’d been told to go in there with the plug in her mouth, she might have balked. She would have taken any punishment, just to keep her parents from seeing her as what very well might appear to be an anal whore. There was one other difference as well- since this morning, her pubic hair was entirely shaved off instead of merely trimmed.
But she didn’t need to, so she closed the door behind her and looked at the item in her hands. She’d used it this morning, too. It was a memory that was going to be difficult to forget, for sure.
She stood up- shakily, since her ass was still recovering from the plug.
Last night, she’d broken one of his core rules- she’d been late to their daily chat. It had only been three minutes, but he’d promised punishment.
She set the item on the counter and turned on the faucet, making sure to get warm water and let it fill the sink.
A note inside of her gift box had instructed her on what that punishment was. The fact that he’d expected her distraction had seemed almost too cruel.
Once the sink was full, she picked the small plunger up again and filled it.
Use it on yourself two times without releasing, and then once more for every minute you kept me waiting, he’d written. She had already been in pain when she was just forcing the fourth shot into her system.
She then set the plunger on the toilet lid and carefully sat down on it, feeling the liquid as it slowly filled her rectum.
The five minutes that he’d ordered her to wait before releasing had been nothing short of hell.
Tonight, however, her enema was not intended strictly as punishment. If it had been, he would have been more specific. Because of this, she was able to just use one shot at a time until the water that came back out was clear. She did it one more time just to be sure and flushed it all down. She emptied the sink out as well before going back to her hands and knees. Now that she’d finished with that unhappy chore, she was off to complete another, far more familiar one. Casper followed her without hesitation, sniffing at her pussy all of the way back to her room.
“You may take it out now,” she heard. She had to think for a second before she realized what he was talking about. She took the plug that she’d gotten used to out of her mouth.
“Thank you, sir,” she said automatically as it popped out.
Her master nodded his approval. She allowed herself a small smile despite her fear at that moment. He didn’t plan to disappoint. “Strip now,” he ordered. “Don’t bother with a show tonight. Then get the green dildo and get it inside of you. I’d say you’re wet enough, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” Stacie replied, blushing hotly. It wouldn’t have been half as embarrassing, she knew, if he hadn’t been absolutely correct. She was practically dripping already, so even the ten inch beast that was her green dildo wouldn’t have any problem getting inside. She pulled her top and skirt off quickly and scampered to where she kept her toys.
She shoved the green dildo into her pussy quickly enough to make it uncomfortable, but she didn’t want to stall. Her master always asked for a show. The fact that he specifically instructed her otherwise tonight didn’t bode well for her. She straightened up as soon as she was able to and scampered to stand in front of the camera.
He admired his prize. The small blonde girl was a wonderful example of youthful beauty, but that wasn’t what he loved about her. What excited him more than her body was the moment. This moment, where she stood nervously, waiting for her next instructions. He decided to give her a small break.
“Your pussy is full, your ass is clean, and Casper is here. Do you know what’s going to happen?” her master asked his tone seemingly curious. If Stacie didn’t know him so well, she might have actually suffered a hope of being able to escape this night with only as much shame as she’d already gone through.
“Yes, sir,” she replied, fighting not to look away.
“Do you want it?” he asked then.
Stacie almost replied yes, but remembered why she was in this position in the first place. “No, I don’t, sir.”
He smiled at her. She’d passed that test, but it didn’t change much. “Will you take it?”
“Yes, sir.” Her answer was automatic, without any hesitancy.
“Why?”
At this, she faltered. She knew the reason like she knew herself. The words were difficult, though. “B-because… You’re… I’m… I’m yours, Master. I’ll do whatever you want.”
He could hear the honesty in her voice, but he wasn’t going to let her off so easily. “So you’ll obey my rules?” he asked.
“Yes, sir.”
“Only cum when I tell you to?”
Stacie nodded emphatically. “Yes, sir.”
“Not LIE to me?”
Stacie’s knees almost buckled. His tone was so strong that it had physically jarred her. “Yes, sir.”
He stared hard at her for another minute before speaking again. “Since you’re going to take it anyway, you might as well ask for it,” he said.
Stacie relaxed a bit. He didn’t seem angry anymore. “That’s right, sir,” she said, actually glad to be back on this subject. “May I have Casper fuck my ass, sir?”
His smile grew. “Oh, no, my pet. You can do better than that.”
She nodded slowly and got down on her knees. “May I please have Casper fuck my ass, Master?”
The puppy dog eyes were a nice touch, he thought to himself. But… “Patience. You need to get ready first. Lube your ass and make sure he’s wet.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.” She walked back to the box and, sure enough, Casper followed right behind her. He didn’t like it when she made him wait. While she was squirting lube into her hand, he was starting to nip at her thighs- not trying to hurt her, of course, but still making it clear that he was getting impatient.
She pushed him down and dropped down to her knees. ‘Make sure he’s wet’ could only mean one thing. The hand that had the lube on it reached behind her thoroughly slick her asshole. The other reached out for his cock. She then slowly leaned forward until she was propping herself up with her elbow, and took it into her mouth.
It wasn’t the first time she’d done this. Almost immediately after Stacie had lost her virginity, her master had suggested- as if anything that he said was merely a suggestion- that she learn how to give a blowjob. Since then, she’d swallowed quite a lot of cum, so she was led to assume that her technique was pretty good.
Tonight, however, the point was to simply get him wet, so she was fairly sloppy compared to her normal method. Besides that, the only thing that she had to worry about was keeping Casper from getting too excited. If he came or even knotted before he was inside of her, she’d surely be punished for it. Concentrating was just a little difficult, though. She could almost convince herself that sticking her lubed finger in her ass felt good.
“That should be enough,” her master said, causing her to look up briefly. Only briefly, though. She didn’t even need prompting for this next part. She got on all fours and offered her ass to her dog. He never needed prompting. He mounted her without hesitating.
For a few agonizing seconds, he thrusted aimlessly at her backside, even hitting her dildo a few times. But when he finally entered her ass, her master was able to tell immediately by the way that her face contorted in discomfort.
“How is it?” he asked, his calm voice a strange kind of counter to the jackhammer thrusts that Casper was using.
“It… hurts, sir,” Stacie choked out.
“Do you feel full?”
“Yes, sir.”
“How full?”
“So, so full… ugh… Master…”
“Personally, I think that the dildo was a nice touch. I’d thought of several other methods that could have kept him from going in the wrong- sorry, the ‘right’ hole, you know. Do you know why I didn’t choose any of them?”
Stacie was barely able to even understand what he was saying at that point. In the middle of his speech, Casper had begun knotting inside of her, so all that she to get out in response was in the form of grunts and moans.
“I can tell you’ve got a lot on your mind at the moment, so I’ll excuse your rudeness in not replying and just tell you. It was so that you could get the experience of being dee-peed- that’s double-penetrated, in case you didn’t know. I’d assume you do, but then, it’s foolhardy to make assumptions.”
Her processing ability was nearly gone at that point. The pain, if she even claim to continue calling it that, had almost completely overtaken her. Her body was treating everything as pure sensation, broken only by the still-present attachment to her master.
“I do hope you appreciate it,” he continued. “I considered using a rabbit- one that stimulates your clitoris too- but you and I both know that I can only be so kind. If I only had you to do things that you enjoyed, I’d be a bad owner, now wouldn’t I? It would just be spoiling you, and it would be no different than if I let you be on your own. And I’m sure by now you can be appreciative of hav-”
“Master,” Stacie gasped. “Cum.” If she had been in more control of herself, she might have felt shame at being driven to orgasm, but for the moment, all that she wanted was release.
He hated making things easy for her. “You’re going to have to be more clear than that. Full sentences might help.”
It was the same demand that he made in any other situation. Her response came as naturally as breathing. “Master, may I please cum?”
Several more seconds passed silently but for the sound of Casper and her own guttural moans. “Are you planning to finish that question?”
“Sorry, Master,” Stacie stammered, buying time for her few active brain cells to figure out what she did wrong. “May I please… cum…” She was getting so close it was unreal. She was going to cum “from my ass?”
“That’s it. Now cum for me.”
Casper came first, pumping his semen into her rectum. Just a moment earlier, and her orgasm would have been almost unavoidable, and she would have been being disobedient. Because of his release now, however, she was glad of it, because it pushed her even further off the edge. Or orgasms overlapped until all that she could feel or think was pleasure, and when they ended, she was just a girl with a dildo in her pussy and a dog knotted in her ass. She felt wonderful.
“It’s not so bad now, is it?” her master asked, and she felt another wash of pleasure. He was pleased. But he obviously wasn’t looking for an answer, since he kept talking. “Get your plug before he can pull out. I don’t want to see a drop come out.”
“Yes… sir.” Casper had already turned around so that they were ass-to-ass, so in order to reach her plug, she actually had to drag him a little bit with his knot pulling at her sphincter. It was made more difficult considering that she was weak from climax and he was a big dog, but she did manage to reach it and place it below his cock before he was able to pull out. The instant that he did, she pushed the plug in, pushing his cum back inside and trapping it there.
“That’s a good girl. I’m so proud. Now you’ll keep that inside you until you wake up in the morning, understood?”
“Yes, Master.”
“You may take the dildo out,” he said, and she immediately complied. “When Casper’s done, take him out of your room, and then get some sleep. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“I love you, Master,” Stacie murmured.
He smiled. “I love you, too.”
-MercilessHound666 has signed off-
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Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Trafficked Love Ch. 21
— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?
Stacy
………………………….., brrr…, dam cool in this house !
……Pat wondered what she could do to get warm. Stacy and her husband kept their home cool at night. Better for the lungs Pat knew but she was freezing her ass off as she lay on the chesterfield. This light blanket was not doing it for her.
……Gerald was Pat-s boss. He owned G & S Renovators. Pat did his books as a side job to bring in extra money. Stacy and Gerald had thrown a party in their home for sub-trades, regular clients, and employees. ……Pat came alone; she had no one… She would stay the night and Gerald would drive her home in the morning after breakfast. Pat got along very well with the Hubbard-s.
……Pat was lying on the chesterfield shivering when she saw Gerald walk past on his way the bathroom, Gerald was illuminated by moon light shining through the window… Gerald was only wearing shorts…, Pat was embarrassed. Even more so upon hearing him pee; she waited until he was going back to bed before she asked him;
— Gerald, is there another blanket, I am freezing.
— Climb into our bed Patricia…, Stacy-s there; she will not mind you sleeping in our bed… It will give her a break from my snoring. Gerald chuckles.
— Where will you sleep?
— I have some estimating to do Patricia. I will finish up the estimating and sleep on the cot in that spare room at the far end of the house. It is a dusty old thing…, but I love it. It is so dam comfortable Patricia. Oh, excuse me…, Patty babe. Gerald laughs…, so do I.
[ Gerald likes to keep it formal, he calls me Patricia. Stacy affectionately calls me Patty babe. ]
……Our conversation went back and forth until my cold feet ended the conversation, I finally agreed. I climbed into bed with Stacy. Stacy and I got along very well, and there had never been anything sexual between us so I went to bed happy to get warm.
…… [ Climbing under the covers I got close to Stacy and woke her. ]
— Whoa, you are freezing there Patty babe. [ Patty babe…, it sounded funny; Stacy had a slight lisp. ]
— Brrrrrrrrrrr, I know.
……Stacy moved in close and hugged Patty.
……Pat was about to move away but the warmth of Stacy-s body felt so good .
— Yikes ! Patty babe, you are so cold my nipples are hard….
……Stacy pushed her chest into Patty-s arm.
……Pat felt Stacy-s hard nipples. An odd thing to do she thought…, but Stacy-s body gave off heat and right now that was the number one to Pat.
……Stacy: Stacy is aggressive; you can always count on her to say what she is thinking.
— Here, turn around, we will spoon… Stacy says.
……Pat flips her body about and Stacy snuggles up to her from behind. It feels nice and warm. Pat was going to speak but could not think of anything to say.
…..Stacy slips an arm between Patty-s neck and the pillow, snaking her arm about Patty until her left hand is on Patty-s right shoulder. Stacy moves her right hand onto Patty-s stomach pulling the two women tight.
………………..Pat feels secure all wrapped-up in Stacy-s arms.
……Pat lay in Stacy arms, not giving it a second thought as to how this might look; more importantly, Pat is getting warm.
……She had always liked Stacy. Stacy is a cute average sized woman with black hair and big brown eyes; her best feature Pat thought… Stacy-s nose is small-ish with a bit of a point to it. She has a small pouty mouth, more than capable of delivering sassy comments. In Pat-s best judgement Stacy has – A – cup breasts.
…… Stacy-s legs and arms are a bit thick for her height. She has a little bulge on her tummy but nothing that takes away from her attractiveness. Pat had overheard some of the men making comments about Stacy-s rear; according to those guys she has a great ass. Pat has no opinion on that topic.
……Pat was getting nice and arm and was thinking of pulling away from Stacy to get a good night-s sleep.
……Stacy likes Patty. She especially likes her modest nature. Stacy wants Patty-s body and has for quite awhile now. She insists that Patty babe be invited to these parties.
……Stacy had plans to get Pat drunk enough to seduce her. Perhaps the cold would take the place of booze this night. Stacy-s plan begins to unfold.
……Pat, Patty to Stacy, and Patricia to Gerald, is four years older than Stacy-s twenty seven years. She had been married…, but was divorced some eight years back.
……Stacy liked two things about alcohol; one, alcohol is great in creating a party atmosphere and two, it can be very helpful in the art of seduction. Stacy had discovered this in college and used it effectively.
……Stacy had gained some insight into Patty babe… First, Pat never masturbated, it is a sin; secondly her ex was a lousy lover. To Stacy this meant a frustrated woman ripe for seduction.
……Stacy smiled… Patty is in her bed…, boozed up…, and although she is not drunk enough to take advantage of…, she is snuggled up to her, nice and close. Stacy intends to use this opportunity to her advantage.
……Stacy knew all she needed to do was think about Patty for a minute and she would have the nerve to act. Stacy knows she was an aggressive woman; it has paid off in the past.
……Pat is a tall girl, five ten, a natural blonde with brown streaks supplemented with golden tips. She has blue-grey eyes, a straight nose and appealing lips. Her facial shape is of a heart…, Stacy thinks…
……Patty has beautiful hands and feet; with lovely slim arms and long slender legs. Patty-s most outstanding feature would be her breasts. She has a nice ass but her tits are fantastic, a – C – cup to be sure. Stacy loves Patty babe-s tits.
……Stacy smiled as she remembered how she feigned needing a towel. Stacy had asked Patty if she could come into the bathroom while she was showering. Patty unlocked the door and skipped back into the shower. Stacy stayed a few minutes chatting. When Patty washed her hair Stacy got up on the toilet and looked into the shower, the shower is made of an Etched opaque glass.
…..She watched for many, many seconds, appreciating her friend-s naked body. When Patty lifted her arms while washing her hair, Stacy got a first-hand view of those gorgeous tits.
……Stacy was ready to make her move in THE seduction of PATTY BABE. She liked to call it a seduction when talking it over with her husband; who is a definite facilitator in Stacy-s endeavour to get Patty babe.
……Stacy knew Gerald thought Patricia was a fantastic human being. He knew she had not been made love to in years. If Stacy could give Patricia an orgasm then that was ok with him; as long as it was not a problem during business.
……Stacy knew her husband; nice as he was, Gerald had a bit of a perverse side to him; and for that Stacy was eternally grateful. Men she thought, you can always count them when it comes to sex.
……Stacy inhaled Patty-s hair fragrance
— You smell great Patty babe…, I love you.
……Pat reached behind her touching Stacy-s face.
— I love you too honey. Pat replied.
……She thought how nice it was to have a friend like Stacy… In moving her arm to touch her friends face Pat opened herself up.
……Stacy took hold of Patty-s raised arm, sliding her hand along Patty-s arm, guiding Patty-s hand to her mouth. Stacy kissed Patty-s hand softly…, kissing each finger separately, looking at Patty-s beautiful eyes.
……Pat turned her face to look at Stacy in the dim light provided by the streetlights. She smiled warmly at this woman who was kissing her hand. What a nice thing to do Pat thought.
……Pat was wearing flannel pyjamas. They had a tie around the waist with accompanying elastic. Her top buttoned down the front. In her tossing about one of these buttons had come undone.
……Stacy slipped her hand under Patty-s top moving her hand to Patty-s right breast. Gently squeezing her tit…, sliding her nipple between two fingers. Patty-s nipple stood erect the moment Stacy touched it.
…… NO !
…… It sounded like – OH – to Stacy.
….. Pat went to speak…, she started to move in defence of herself but was unable to stop Stacy as the sensations brought on by Stacy-s touch ran through her.
……Pat-s breath caught in her throat, her head went back some, she stopped breathing for many seconds. Her mind numbed and body was paralyzed…
……Ohhhh…, the sensation of being touched…, Pat-s body was tingling, her skin raised goose bumps as what seemed like electricity ran through her body…
……Stacy felt Patty move, then freeze with her back arched, and her head back slightly. Running her fingers over Patty-s nipple ignited Stacy. She felt her juices run past her lips onto her upper thigh.
……With her confidence bolstered Stacy moved aside allowing Patty-s body to roll back. Continuously kneading her breast, and squeezing her nipple, Stacy opened her friends top exposing those gorgeous big tits. Stacy-s mouth swooped in on the lonely breast, lips pulling at the nipple, sucking Patty-s tit. Stacy worked Patty-s tits until her nipples were hard as stone.
— OH GOD !
……She moved a hand to the tie on Patty-s bottoms, pulling gently on the fabric cord until it untied. Stacy slipped her hand into Patty-s bottoms seeking out and finding her pussy. Slipping her hand between Patty-s legs she squeezed her nearly virgin friend.
……Pat moved to stop Stacy but once again her defences were laid waste by powerful sexual feelings. Pat was unable to mount any form of resistance to Stacy-s loving touch.
……Stacy adjusted her gaze so she could watch her hand pull up and out of Patty-s pyjamas, catching a glimpse of Patty-s — Mons de Venus — as it pushed against her panties creating that familiar mound.
……Stacy ran her fingers to Patty-s waist, along her waist band and slipping her hand into her panties…, feeling Patty-s warm, sexy tummy. Reaching her goal she rubbed Patty-s crotch, squeezing firmly.
…… Pat moaned, her legs slightly open.
……Stacy-s fingers found Patty-s pussy. Stacy pushed a finger carefully into her friend-s wet vaginal opening. Fingering Patty for a short time Stacy brought that moist finger to her mouth tasting her friend.
— Mmmmm, you taste good Patty babe.
……Stacy pushed her finger into Patty-s body again, gently fingering her. Pulling her finger out she placed it near Patty-s mouth. Patty turned her head away from Stacy-s finger.
— No, taste yourself honey, a woman should taste herself.
…… Pat moved her head and Stacy pressed her finger to her lips….
— Open your mouth honey.
……Pat cautiously opened her mouth and Stacy pushed in that wet finger. Pat tasted herself for the first time in her life.
……Stacy finger fucked Patty-s mouth slowly, making sure her friend sucked on that finger. Watching her finger move in and out of Patty-s mouth was so erotic Stacy had a small orgasm.
……Pat briefly looked to Stacy but returned quickly to her own sexual sensation, sucking on Stacy-s finger. She had very little experience sexually, despite being married for nearly two years.
……Stacy knew Patty was getting close to orgasm… She had to slow her down. Stacy wanted to explore Patty-s body before she let her orgasm. Virgins, Stacy thought, and smiled, could this get any better.
……Stacy pushed the covers back while getting out of bed. Stacy was wearing a night gown with nothing underneath. In one move Stacy was naked in front of Patty.
……Patty-s eyes grew large as she saw her Stacy naked.
……Stacy looked at her friend, enjoying her reaction.
……Stacy could see Patty becoming self conscious. She went to the closet, a mere fifteen feet away and retrieved three of her husband-s ties; including his favourite black one. Gerald would enjoy the irony.
……When she returned to the bed Patty had pulled her top closed over her breasts. She looked scared.
……Taking Patty-s hands one at a time Stacy tied each wrist separately.
……Pat was mortified at what was happening. She had no idea how to get out of this situation.
……Stacy tied the ties together about the bed headboard; Patty-s arms were over her head. Stacy looked at her friend, Stacy smiled;
— You look petrified honey.
……Pat was petrified, no doubt there.
— Do you remember last year when we went to the mountains and you were so afraid to go tobogganing. I told you it would be ok. You trusted me then Patty and you had a great time. Trust me now.., I will make you a very happy girl…
— Ok ! She answered meekly.
……Pat was frightened. Her friend-s reassurance did nothing to quell her fears.
……Stacy kissed Patty, softly, lovingly:
— I would never hurt you Patty, I love you. Now, let-s get that body of yours worked up again… Stacy gave Patty a warm smile.
……Stacy new that she was going to get what she wanted, her smile hid her agenda. Patty was going to be ravished; her body would be exploited to the maximum. Stacy intended to take full advantage…, what a fantastic body, and unbelievable skin.
— I love your shyness Patty babe…
……Stacy opened Patty-s top once again showing off those gorgeous tits. She leaned forward whispering; — You have fantastic tits Patty…
….. Pat blushed.
…..The light provide by the bedside lamps, which Stacy had turned on, was more than enough to show Patty-s embarrassment. Stacy laughed;
— See what I mean !
…… She kissed Patty again, this time with more passion.
……Stacy kissed Patty brushing her lips lightly across Patty-s mouth, teasing her, darting her tongue in and out of Patty-s mouth, licking her lips with the edge of her tongue.
……Pat moved her face from side to side as the kisses tickled her lips.
……Stacy loved teasing Patty. Stacy kissed Patty in a teasing fashion several more times.
……Pat eventually shivered, and giggled a little…
………………….With the tension broken, Stacy moved quickly to Patty-s tits sucking on her nipples, biting gently… Patty flinched, letting out a small squeal.
……Pat opened her mouth, her head back expecting another bite.
……Stacy did not disappoint, sucking, licking and gently biting Patty-s tits. Pulling her nipples with her lips; pulling her nipples with her teeth.
……Stacy raked her teeth over Patty-s tits…
……Each time she stopped, Pat would hold her breath, waiting for the next time Stacy would suck or bite her tits. Pat-s nipples were hard and at least an inch long.
……Stacy marvelled at those long nipples… Stacy ravished those tits for five or six more minutes.
— I cannot get enough of your breasts Patty; you have such fantastic tits…, and your nipples are perfect.
……Pat was so enamoured with Stacy-s assault on her breasts she did not notice Stacy-s hand pushing her pyjamas past her hip bones.
……Stacy moved her mouth to Patty-s ear while holding her, whispering loving words into Patty-s ear. Stacy pulled Patty to her and in doing so Patty-s left hip left the mattress. As Stacy-s words of love titillated Patty, she slipped the bottoms over Patty-s hip and past her cheek.
……Stacy coyly ran her lips from one ear to the other ear, rolling Patty to her other side, capturing her attention with soft whispers.
……Pat-s body tingled; she was drowning in the lovemaking of her friend. Nothing registered in her mind above the sexual feelings she was experiencing.
— I am going to curl your toes Patty babe !
…… Pat did not understand that expression. It was then that Pat noticed her panties and pyjama bottoms were at her knees. Pat tried to sit up to pull her panties and bottoms up. She had forgotten Stacy had tied her to the bed.
— No…, no honey… Trust me…
…… Stacy softly spoke these words to Patty.
……Pat lay back; she gulped knowing her pussy was exposed.
……Stacy kissed and touched Patty-s feet, toes and calves; sucking on her toes, licking her legs.
……Pat once again was overwhelmed by her friends love making. She knew her legs were open, but that seemed trivial now… laying there…, enjoying Stacy-s love making… until she felt a tongue touch her clit. Pat jumped.
— Ungh !
……Stacy flicked Patty-s clit… Stacy loved the taste of this woman, her smell. She kept licking, sucking and poking Patty with her tongue.
……Pat-s legs opened, her knees came up, inviting more of the same from her friend. Pat felt such warmth toward Stacy. Her trust complete, not thinking for one second about anything other than the sensations her body was experiencing.
— WOW ! I never ——— Pat exclaimed.
……Stacy had had a second orgasm…she could not help herself. Stacy slipped a finger into Patty. Stacy was losing control she was so turned on. She even pressed a finger to Patty-s bum.
……Pat never noticed…, hips moving erratically. Pat moaned; she sighed; her breathing coming in gasps… and sometimes not at all.
……So sexy all that gasping. Stacy loved the power, too control Patty like this…
……Stacy smiled; a wicked thought crossed her mind. Stacy moved her right hand between her own legs, fingering herself.
— Patty babe, would you please suck my finger. It is so sexy and really turns me on ?
……Pat opened her mouth eager to do something for Stacy. She felt Stacy-s finger enter her mouth. It tasted funny but she did not care. Pat sucked on that finger; she swallowed as the saliva built up in her mouth. She heard Stacy groan. She felt Stacy orgasm. Pat felt proud to do that for Stacy.
……Stacy nearly fainted when she saw Patty suck on her finger. Stacy-s own juices were on that finger. Another orgasm rolled through Stacy, stronger than the last one.
……As Stacy settled from her orgasm, she thought how Patty-s seduction had been far more rewarding than she could have ever hoped for. Patty-s body was so sexy, she was so easy, so pliable. Her need for sex left Patty defenceless.
……Stacy thanked the asshole who had married Patty. Fucking jerk had abused Patty… Thank God Gerald intervened.
……Stacy re-positioned Patty so her ass was in the air, her head down. This exercise gave Stacy time to cool her temper…
……Stacy retrieved her vibrator.
……………….. Pat waited…, she knew she was wide open. Pat did not care. Stacy could do what she wanted Pat thought…she had given Pat the best sex she had ever experienced.
……Stacy moved in behind Patty. The view of Patty-s ass took her breath away. Bending her like this, bum in the air, was…, maybe…, the sexiest thing she had ever seen.
……On her knees, Patty-s vagina was slightly open and her anus stretched tight. Stacy positioned her tongue next to Patty-s bum and pressed her tongue against Patty-s anus.
……Pat felt Stacy-s tongue on her bum hole.
— No…, no…, not there, that is my bum.
…… Stacy pushed her tongue inward, Patty-s anus opened some and Stacy began to lick this lovely woman.
……Pat started to protest; Pat started to move; Pat —, … stopped,—-. She could not believe it felt this way…, she was lost…
……It took time, but Stacy got her tongue into Patty-s ass; she was going insane, her tongue doing Patty babe-s virgin ass. Stacy pushed her tongue in as far as it would go, God she was tight. Stacy had a long tongue and had used it this way before; ah…, a College education.
……She heard Patty moan. Stacy powered her face into this gorgeous woman-s ass. Swirling her tongue around, rimming Patty-s ass, tongue fucking her, she felt Patty-s hips buck, and buck again.
……Stacy felt Patty-s orgasm, her anus pressuring her tongue, her ass bouncing as she came. Stacy forced her tongue to stay in Patty-s ass.
……Patty came a second time, or was it a continuation of the first orgasm, Stacy did not care. Stacy continued her assault on Patty-s ass…, pulling her tongue out and gnawing on her, and then tongue fucking Patty-s ass…all the while playing with Patty-s clit.
……Stacy loved the sound of Patty moaning…, Stacy ravished that perfect ass.
— God woman…, you are driving me crazy ! Stacy said.
……Pat smiled, she had already had several orgasms; she was happy she pleased Stacy.
……Stacy inserted a finger into that shapely ass, her finger slipped into that small wet hole easily…Stacy fingered Patty-s tight ass…
…… Aaaaaaargh…, to be the first… Stacy finger fucked Patty-s ass…
……Stacy took her hand and fingered herself, and then, using her own juices lubed Patty-s ass. She did this several times until Patty-s ass was well lubricated… What a rush !
……Stacy forced in a second finger; fucking Patty-s ass…stretching her…
— Ungghh !
……Stacy bit Patty-s bum; gnawing on her cheeks….Stacy knew she was losing control….she did not care…
……Pat could feel Stacy nipping at her ass. It hurt a little, Pat did not mind. She wanted to give her friend some pleasure. Pat could feel Stacy-s fingers in her ass, it is an odd feeling she thought, and it hurt a little but it also felt kind of good.
……Pat was dead tired. Pat thought it must look comical, her ass in the air, tits crushed into the mattress; hands tied over her head. God only knows how her hair looked. She hoped it was not too bad.
……Stacy reached for the vibrator. Moving herself around, Stacy turned on the vibrator and touched Patty with it…
……Pat felt Stacy moving about. There was too much going on for Pat to follow it all. She just stayed still, hands bound above her head; waiting.
……Stacy moved to straddle Patty, immobilizing her. Stacy had the perfect view of Patty-s ass and pussy. Stacy had total control.
……Pat could feel Stacy-s mound against her back, her bone digging in, and the warmth coming from Stacy-s body sent an odd sensation through Patty-s body. Feeling a woman rubbing her clitoris on her back… Stacy was shaved… Pat felt Stacy-s juices running down her back…
……She heard the vibrator buzz… Pat felt Stacy touch her with the vibrator. It felt like she had touched a bare wire; her body jumped. Pat was sure her body was vibrating…
……Stacy loved the way this beautiful woman-s ass moved. She drooled on Patty-s ass at the sight of her lips swelling; her cllit growing…, watching Patty-s juices appear and run out of her.
……Peering down Stacy looks at Patty-s pussy; like a fine craftsmen…, Stacy applies her trade…
……Patty-s ass never stops moving…, so sensitive…, bouncing…, jerking…, twisting…
………………………..Stacy is rapt…
……Stacy dismounts Patty…, she rolls Patty onto her side…, and lifting Patty-s leg Stacy slips between those gorgeous thighs… Stacy pulls herself and Patty together; wedged between each other-s legs… pussy to pussy.
……Pat feels herself rolling onto her side…, she is exhausted. She sees Stacy-s foot near her face… Pat reaches out and touches that foot…she holds it…, her ties have come undone.
……Stacy grinds her pussy into Patty-s, feeling the heat of an-other woman, her wetness, her softness…
— OMG !
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……Gerald watches his wife.
……Standing back in the shadows in the hallway, Gerald has watched for the past ten minutes or so. His wife and Patricia…He has never seen his wife this hot…and Patricia…Wow…he never would have guest.
……Gerald smiles as he watches…, Stacy squirts a little, spraying herself, Patricia, and anything within a few feet of the two women.
……Stacy collapses:
— I love you Patty…
— Me too honey…. I have never experienced anything like this in my life Stacy… I am exhausted…
…………………………………………….. [A pause of several seconds]
— I bet my hair is a mess.
……Stacy looks at Patty, and smiles:
— Come honey…, let-s head to the second bedroom; that bed will be dry…
……Gerald quietly walks away smiling. He hears Stacy laugh. Gerald ambles down the hall. That is Patricia alright; Gerald chuckles to himself as he slips into his favourite cot. Tucking himself in, smiling at what he has just witnessed.
……Patricia is practically raped by his wife and she is concerned about her hair.
……Gerald closes his eyes… Visions of Stacy and Patricia replay in his mind… Patricia sure has a body on her…, maybe —
…… Gerald sports a wicked grin:
— I see a raise and full employment in Patricia-s near future …
………… Ungghh …, what an ass!
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