Spanking

Becoming Submissive Chapters 1-6

A few people had asked what is with Brent being so into dildo use and not fucking me, simply put he is small and he used dildos to compensate for it. This is chapters 1-5 and now 6. I have started writing again because Brent and I are kind of talking again despite me currently being 1000 miles away and as I write this im back to having 2 toys in my pussy and 1 in my ass for the last week. He knows about the stories and wants me to continue and start soon with what he is now making me do. So let me know if I should keep going.
I met Brent right after I moved. A brand new city, brand new job and brand new friends. We talked online before I had moved and were merely friends. He was 23 and I was 26, polar opposites in almost everyway. He stood 5’4 about 245 pounds and strawberry blonde hair. He was very cocky and conceited and a total red neck. I, however, stand 5’11 about 220 pounds with 40DD breasts, a nice firm ass, long burgundy colored hair and a total city girl. I was never thought of him sexually or had been attracted to him. But leaving my home town and not knowing anyone who I trusted enough to fuck I slowly started considering the possibility of that happening.
The first time it came up was online. He had asked if I had met anyone since I moved, I hadn’t and he knew it and I knew he had a girlfriend. Much to my surprise he sent me a picture message to my phone, his rock hard cock. I was shocked that he would be so bold but wasn’t going to complain. The next message was just as shocking “ Do you have any toys?” Unsure what to say but not being one to lie I simply said “yeah, a couple” That simple reply is all he needed, from that point on my pussy and ass slowly became his property for almost 2 years.
Brent worked over nights cleaning parking lots so we planned to meet one night when he was close to my house. We planned to meet at 1am about a mile from my house in a grocery store parking lot. He asked me to wear my dildo in my pussy for him from the time I went to bed till I got home from seeing him. I reluctantly complied with the request. At about 10pm I slide the 7” long dildo into my tight smooth pussy. I slide my red satin thong panties up then my shorts. As I went to sit on my bed the dildo was forced deep into my pussy and I almost jumped back up but thought “no I said I would and I don’t break my word that easy” Brent messaged me a few minutes later asking if I had put it in yet. “Of course I have, I told you I would” I replied. “Good! Now I want a picture as proof” Brent ordered. I got up and turned on a light slide my shorts down then my panties. I laid back on my bed, holding my phone between my legs and took a picture and sent it to him. “Good girl” was his reply. I couldn’t help by smile to myself as I slid my panties and shorts back on. About an hour later he messaged me again asking if it was still in and asking for a picture as proof. This went on until I left the house to meet up with him.
It was a warm May night. I had a low cut tank top and shorts on with my dildo deep in me. Every bump in the road I hit was torture forcing it deeper and deeper. As I pulled into the lot I saw his truck, he pulled over to me and hopped out. He was short, very short compared to me, but still kinda cute. He gave me a tight hug and grabbed my ass and squeezed. As he pulled back he smiled “How ya feelin?” he asked. “Im ok, kinda embarrassed and uncomfortable tho.” I replied. “Good, that’s the point” Brent informed me as he reached between my legs and forced the dildo deep in me. “Follow me” he said as he got in his truck. We pulled around the back of the store, out of site of any possible passers by. As I got out of the car he walked towards me with this sly grin on his face, what was he thinking? Before I could say anything he grabbed my throat and slammed me against the truck. Oddly, I wasn’t scared, I got wet as hell. With the other hand he reached up my shorts and started sliding the dildo in and out. “What is this?” he smirked “The slut is wet?” He chuckled and squeezed harder as he pumped me harder. How could this be happening, I was turned on my being fucked in public with my dildo while being chocked?
As I got close to cumming Brent undid my shorts and yanked them down. “Suck my cock you fucking slut!” I looked at him in shock *SLAP* “NOW!” I dropped to my knees and to his cock in my mouth. Slowly at first, then deeper and faster. He grabbed my hair and pulled hard and forced every inch of his dick into my mouth gagging me. The next thing I felt was him using my hair to pull me up and slammed me down on the hood of the truck. He reached down and made sure the dildo was still in me “don’t let it come out bitch!” he ordered, I nodded. He let go of my hair and used both hands to grab my hips. “OH god no, he isn’t going to, he wouldn’t!?!?!” I was wrong! With one hard thrust he shoved his cock up my ass “OH GOD!!!!!! That hurts! Stop please!!” I begged. Brent laughed as he pounded me harder “shut up you fucking slut! You’re mine now!” As he grabbed my hair again I began to cum, harder than I had ever cum before in my life. “Don’t drop that dildo slut!” he shouted. “I wont, I wont, I promise” I moaned. A few more hard thrust and his hot load was pumping into my ass.
As we cleaned up he lightly kissed me and smiled. He reached between my legs and acted like he was going to take out the dildo, I sighed in relief. Before it was all the was out he laughed and slammed it back in making me gasp in shock. “That isn’t coming out tonight” he informed me “Tonight?” I asked. “Yep, I want you to keep it in until morning” Brent replied with a smile. “Do I have to? Seriously?” I begged. “If you ever want to get fucked again then yes and you will send me pics when I ask for them. If you don’t send them fast enough you will find out what happens” explained Brent. “OK OK OK” I mumbled.
That night I had to send 5 more sets of pictures to him as proof that the dildo was still in. Sleeping was hard to do, every move sent the dildo deep in me. Finally about 6am I passed out, I wish I wouldn’t have. About 6:30am he asked for another picture, I didn’t hear the text till I woke up around 8am. As soon as I got it I took a new picture and sent it to him. Shortly after I got a message back “you are late!” “Im sorry, I fell asleep and didn’t hear my phone” I replied. “to bad! You sleep with it in again tonight” Brent informed me. “please no!! I barely slept last night” I pleaded “to bad, you were warned. Take it out for now and suck it clean and send me a picture” he ordered. “OMG no way!!!!” I refused. “do it or I show all my buddies ur pics and tell them where u work!” was his cold reply. “ok fine I will!”
I went into my bathroom and slide the dildo that had been in me for 10 hours now out of my pussy. It was covered in my cream and juices, I almost gagged as I thought about what I had to do. “What had I gotten myself into?” I closed my eyes and slide the dildo between my lips and took it as far as I could. I grabbed my phone and took a pic and sent it to Brent. “You’re such a good slut” was his reply. I smiled as I put my dildo away, knowing that in just a few mere hours it would be back in me again. Little did I know this was only the beginning of the controlling and nothing compared to what he was going to do in the near future.
As I prepared for my day, I couldn’t help but think about the night before. Had I actually been turned on by the forceful pounding my ass took and the chocking? Did I actually keep the dildo in all night? Did I actually suck it clean? Yeah, I had done all of it and had the sore ass and pussy to prove it. Not to mention all the pictures. I took my shower, which seemed to help relax me some and woke me up as I had not had much sleep that night. As I got dressed for work I wondered if I would hear from Brent later or if this was going to just be a one time thing.
My day was pretty uneventful since Brent slept all day due to working over nights but I kept thinking about the night before. Every time I thought about that dildo being in me for 10 hours my cunt would start to get a little wet. When I thought about being choked and slammed against the truck I got even wetter. The thought of the risk I took, the possibility of being caught by anyone at any time will he fucked me, was enough to drive me insane. By the end of work I was as wet as the night before and was hoping Brent would text me when he woke up.
About an hour after I got home my phone buzzed. I rushed to grab it, YES it was Brent! “How’s my slut doing?” was his message. “Good I guess” I replied. I was wet and hornier than hell but wasn’t going to tell him that. “How was work? Did you think about last night at all?” Brent questioned. “work was good, really hard to concentrate at time tho when I was thinking about last night” I said. “good, now put it back in NOW” he demanded. “but its only 7pm? This early?” I questioned. “yes now! And it will be in till morning again. that’s if you are good!” Brent ordered. If I was good? What did he mean by that?
I went into my room and grabbed my dildo. It was longer than his cock but just as thick. I was thankful he didn’t want it in my ass, that would have hurt way to much. As I slide it into my tight pussy I moaned, it felt good, really good. As I slide my panties and shorts back on I couldn’t help but wonder if I could last 13 hours this time. And I still wondered what he meant by “if I was good” oh well. I better get used to this thick dildo be in me I guess. About 8pm Brent messaged me “I want a pic NOW!” he demanded. “ok give me a minute to finish the dishes” I told him. “NO NOW!!!!” he commanded “ok ok im going!” I snapped back. “well that just got another hour added to your time slut, now get me that pic, you have 3 minutes or I will add more time” he told me. Fuck, so now instead of the dildo coming out at 8am it would be 9am and I have to leave for work at 9:15, “I better not screw up again” I thought. But what would be screwing up? I had no idea what he expected so I figured it best to just do what I was told as soon as I was told.
I rushed to the bathroom, almost running past my mom. “Are you ok?” she questioned as I bolted past her. “Yep!” was all I replied. As I got to my room I dropped my shorts and panties. I laid back on my bed and lifted my legs above my head and positioned my phone to take the picture. With the picture taken and sent to Brent , I went back to dishes. “everything ok?” my mom asked. She had moved into my house after losing her job a year before and still thought of me as a 12 year old that she had to question. “Yeah im fine mom” I said as I washed the last of the dishes. As I finished my phone buzzed again, Brent. “good slut! Now I want you to take it out and suck it and send me pics” he requested. Damn really? “ok Brent” I replied. I slipped back into my bathroom and slid the dildo out of my dripping wet pussy. “oh god what am I doing? Why don’t I just say no?” I thought to myself as I put the dildo in my mouth. I took the picture and quickly sent it to Brent but stood there with the dildo in my mouth, I had an idea he was going to want something else.
I was right! “Shove it up your ass and send another pic!” he instructed. Oh crap this will hurt I thought. I laid on my bed and slowly started working the dildo in my ass. Inch by inch I got it in till I couldn’t take anymore. I got on my knees and set the timer on my phone to take the picture. “I’m such a slut, he is right” I thought as I sent the picture. As I sat on the edge of the bed the dildo worked further up my ass to the point only the grip was out. I waited for his reply trying not to move to much, finally a message. “Good! Now put it in your pussy and send another pic to show me then u can get dressed again for now” As I laid back to take out the dildo there was a knock on my door “Are you ok?” my mom questioned as she started to open my door! “YEAH MOM be out in a minute!” I shouted. God that was close, to close! I got the dildo from my ass and into my pussy and sent the picture as I had been told.
By this time it was 9pm and I was already tired, I hadn’t had much sleep the night before. “im going to crash, im exhausted” I text Brent. “Before you do, take out the dildo and line the 3 you have up and take a pic with your hand next to them so I know what I have to use on you” he instructed. As I slid the dildo out he added “suck the dildo clean and send a pic of that first.” “OMG gross!!!! Its been in my ass and pussy!!!” I protested. “exactly! And now you will be punished again for questioning me” Brent smirked. I took the dildo out and shoved it in my mouth, trying not to gag the whole time. I took both pictures as told and sent them. I didn’t dare take the dildo from my mouth yet but I was dying to, the thought of where it had been was unbearable. I was wondering what he thought of the other toys I had. The dildo was about 8” long made of flexible rubber and shaped just like a cock, I had a hard plastic vibrator about 6” long but not to thick and a small black egg about 4” long and 3” wide. About 10 minutes later I got the text I was dreading, my punishment. “about time! Now I want you to shove that dildo back in your pussy and the thin vibe in your ass the rest of the night.” he informed me. I slide the dildo into my pussy and then took the vibrator and worked it into my ass. It was much thinner and not texture so it slid in much easier than the dildo had. I took a picture and sent it then slid my panties on and climbed into bed. This was going to be hard to sleep with both holes full, but not as hard as what was to come over the next week
This was the second night in a row that Brent had made me wear a dildo in my pussy. But tonight in addition to the dildo I had a long thin vibrator shoved in my ass, which made it near impossible to sleep. To make matters worse, throughout the night he would text me and want pictures as proof that both the dildo and vibrator were still inserted deep in me. By 8am when I got up to get ready for work my ass was aching so bad I could barely stand it and I still had another hour with these toys in my pussy and ass. At 8:50am Brent text me “Sleep well slut? LOL” he asked. “Not really and my ass is killing me” I pouted. “take out the dildo, shove the vibrator in your pussy, suck the dildo clean then the vibrator. Pictures as proof of course” Brent instructed. I cringed at what I was about to do and kept thinking why am I doing this, I don’t have to, I could just say fuck you. But I found myself doing exactly as he had ordered. I slid the 8” long dildo from my pussy and into my mouth. It dangled from my mouth as I laid back and slide the vibrator out of my ass and into my pussy. I took the picture of the vibrator in my pussy first then the one of me suck the dildo. As I took the vibrator from my pussy I slid it into my mouth with the dildo and took the picture. “this should make him happy” I thought.
After I sent the pictures I got ready to leave for work. As I pulled off the street, feeling happy that I made it through the night, Brent text “WTF was that?!?!” “What?” I asked in shock. “that pic u fucking slut!!! that’s not what I wanted” he was pissed. “ I told you one at a time” Brent demanded! “ I thought you would like the 2 at once” I replied. “you don’t fucking think, you do as told!” he scolded. I felt horrible, what was he going to do, I knew he would do something. “tonight you have all 3 in you from the time you get home till you leave for work” Brent demanded. “but I have to go to the store after work!” I protested. “to fucking bad! You will go home first, put them all in then go to the store!” I couldn’t believe it, this is going to suck majority!
At work all day I kept thinking about the task I had in front of me. 3 dildos in me from 6 pm to 8am? Plus shopping at Walmart to do after work. Oh god this is going to be hard, concentrating at work was impossible but by the end of the day I was dripping wet to the point my panties were wet. I rushed home and ran to my room to change, working at a theme park meant some pretty horrible looking outfits plus I needed clean panties. As I changed I slid the toys in, first the dildo into my pussy which I was slowly growing used to. Then I slid the long thin vibrator into my ass, that hurt a lot even though it wasn’t to thick. Finally I took the short thick egg and worked it into my pussy with the dildo. I seriously thought I would cry, I was being stretched so much and I felt like I was being ripped in two. I took a photo and sent it knowing he would expect it as soon as he woke up. I slid my panties on and then my shorts and went to grab a drink before I left. Just as I was grabbing my keys Brent texted me “good slut! Now u are to wear a skirt and no panties while you are out” he instructed. If you knew me, you would know this is something I never do, I never wear dresses or skirts. I own 2 skirts but haven’t worn them since I was 18 or so, low cut tops and tight jeans fine but skirts?
I almost protested but knew I better not so I went back to my room and changed. as I went to leave my mom turned and looked at me as if I had three heads “you? In a skirt? Did hell freeze over” she joked. “nah just felt like it I guess” I replied as I walked out the door to go to the store. As I sat in the car I cringed at the pain of all three being shoved deeper in my pussy and ass. When I got to Walmat I got a text “I want a pic now!” Brent demanded. I rushed to the bath room pulled up the skirt and took a quick picture. “there” was all that I typed. “There? that’s all you have to say? Who do u think you are?” Brent was not in a good mood tonight and I was going to suffer I could tell. “sorry, just trying to get this shopping done so I can go home, I’m so embarrassed being here like this” I apologized. “to bad lol you already fucked up! Now instead of being full till u get up u r keeping them all in till u leave for work and wearing the dildo at work!” he demanded. I almost began to cry.
I walked around walmart for almost 90 minutes grocery shopping and checking out. The whole time the toys poking out of my hole. I was so scared that someone would see, I’m pretty sure a few people did when I had to get things of low shelves. When I stooped down I felt the one in my ass slip and I had to tighten my ass to pull it back in me. With all the walking it felt like I was being fucked nonstop, the toys kept shifting, moving and sliding, causing me to get wetter and wetter with each passing minute. “oh god, if im this wet from just this time how bad will it be tomorrow at work with a dildo in me all day?” I thought. Again I wanted to cry but knew I couldn’t. I headed for the car to go home, I wanted to cum so bad so I asked if I could. “no you fucking bitch u only cum when im with you!” Brent replied “but I will make you a deal, tonight is my short night, I will be home by 7am” he informed me. “be at my place with all three in you and whit the skirt and no panties on when I get there and I will make you cum” he continued . “ok I will be there but what about your girlfriend?” I replied. “don’t worry about her she wont be here” he told me.
I got home and started unloading the car. My mom came out to help as I was bent over the edge of the trunk grabbing a few bags. “Have fun?” she chuckled. I had forgotten I had a skirt and no panties on! Had she seen what was in me? If she had she didn’t say anything to me directly. As I finished Brent messaged me “pic now!” I knew I only had a couple minutes or he would get mad. “can I take off the skirt?” I asked as I took the picture. “you fucking dumb bitch I told u to just do as told and if u would have kept your mouth shut till I got the pic I was going to tell u to put shorts on but now you stay in the skirt all night!” was his reply. I sent the pic and begged him to let me put shorts on because my mom was home and knew I never wore skirts. “lol to bad, tell her your new boyfriend wants you to get used to them.” he laughed.
That was one of the longest evenings ever. I sat the best I could on the couch, mere feet from my own mother with three toys filling me, “god im such a slut” is all I could think. Just when I thought it couldn’t get worse Brent messaged me “Still watching tv in the front room?” he asked. “yeah, sitting on the couch” I replied. “Good, where is your mom?” he questioned. “sitting at the opposite end of the couch” I said feeling dread. “start rocking back and for lightly till I say stop” Brent instructed “but?!?!?!” was all I could type. “DO IT NOW!” Brent screamed. I began rocking just a little, working all 3 toys in and out of my pussy and ass. My mom would glance at me then back at the tv then back at me. “you ok?” she asked “yeah im fine” I said trying not to show emotion. About 10 minutes later Brent text me “stop.” Thank god! “thank you, that was humiliating” I messaged back. “that’s nothing compared to what u are about to do! Lol” he told me. “ walk in front of her, drop your phone and bend over at the waist showing her your full ass and pussy when you pick it up!” he demanded. “what?! Please no! she cant know what im doing!” I begged. “DO IT NOW AND I WANT HER CELL NUMBER YOU SLUT!” I had pissed him off again. I sent him her number and then prepared to do as told.
I stood up and began to walk past my mom as if I were headed for my room. I dropped my phone on the floor and bent over to get it exposing all 3 toys hanging from my ass and pussy. “nice show” she chuckled “that’s got to be hard” She had no idea! I walked to my room for a moment and wanted to cry. Just then I heard her phone go off, who was texting her, she never got text messages, oh shit BRENT! “KC your boyfriend said to get your ass back out here and not to change” my mom shouted. I was so humiliated! I slowly walked back into the room as she stared and grinned. “next time you give my number to someone tell me first” she said. “what did he say?” I asked “that’s between me and him” she laughed. A couple minutes later my phone buzzed “she liked the show and told me she thinks its funny that u r my bitch” Brent remarked. “go sit in the chair across the room with your legs open! If you close them she will tell me and you will be punished!” I got up and as I walked to the chair my mom smacked me ass and said “good girl!” As I sat there I wanted to cry, in 3 days I went from being a very independent woman to this. 3 toys in my pussy and ass, my mom watching me be full and reporting back to Brent and tomorrow wearing a dildo to work? What had I gotten into?
As I headed to bed I had no idea what to expect in the next few days. Brent had started out by just having me wear a single dildo in my pussy over night and in the matter of 3 days I was wearing 3 toys at night and in the morning a dildo to work. To make matter worse he had made me wear the 3 toys out to Walmart with a skirt and no panties then when I got home he made me bend over and show my own mother my stuffed pussy and ass. And the ultimate embarrassment, he told my mom I was his bitch and told her to let him know if I was not doing as told. I was fucked, I had no way out, no way of cheating, no way of lying.
I climbed into bed after taking the mandatory pictures for Brent of my holes being full. I tried to get comfortable with all 3 toys deep in me. As I would move my legs the vibrator in my ass would move in deep and then slip out. The two toys in my pussy rub against each other and fucked me to the point of tears. About 2 am my mom came in without knocking and ripped the covers from me.
“mom what the hell!” I screamed
“wanted to make sure you still had them in” she smirked
“I do ok!” I replied
“nope not ok I want to make sure” she said as she reached between my legs and shoved them in me hard “you got yourself into this you are going to keep going”
I began to cry, I was being fucked with dildos by my mom! She just sat there laughing, not chuckling, full out laughing. She would pull them out just a little then take the palm of her hand and slam them back in. I laid there crying begging her to stop but the more I begged the harder he shoved them in me. this went on for about 15 minutes, I felt like such a slut and she knew it. The final shove was the deepest and hardest. Then she stood up and laughed then left without a word. A few minutes later Brent messaged me.
“enjoy your fucking?” he asked
“no! im still crying, did you tell her to do that?” I told him
“nope lol I just asked her to make sure they were in you. She told me she fucked you with them after the fact lol said you loved it” he laughed
“fuck no I didn’t love it! That was my fucking mother!” I protested
“to fucking bad slut, get used to it!” he replied “now get some sleep you have a hard day in the morning lol”
I knew it was going to be a hard day, no doubt about it. I spent the next few hours tossing and turning, getting slowly fucked the whole time. I knew when I got up I knew I would be walking out the door with all 3 toys still in me and going to see Brent then going to work with the dildo shoved up in my pussy. How was I supposed to sleep knowing all this, knowing that my mom could walk in and fuck me at any moment and I couldn’t say or do shit about it.
I finally got up and got ready to take a shower. I slide my panties down and spread my legs, I was aching so much, I took a picture and sent it to Brent showing him I still had all 3 toys deep inside my hole. I slowly removed my tank top exposing my large firm 40DD tits, my long burgundy hair fell softly across my breast. I could just barely notice the dildo and egg poking out of my smooth bare pussy as I looked in the mirror. However, the vibrator in my ass was much more noticeable. I stepped into my shower and turned it on as hot as I could stand it, I wanted to play with my pussy but knew I couldn’t. Soon, I told myself, Brent will fuck me and I will cum soon. I got out of the shower and slide on a pair of g-string panties, black satin. I grabbed a matching bra and a tank top and my jean skirt. I knew I had to have no panties on when Brent saw me, the g-string would be easy enough to slide off in the car and back on as I left. I grabbed my uniform for work and shoved it in my bag. I had to leave soon so I could be at Brent’s before he got there. I headed for the door and heard “ Have fun” from my mom’s room. “WHATEVER!” I shouted back. I would regret that shortly.
The drive to Brent’s was long and bumpy, I was shaking by the time I pulled in the parking lot of the apartments. I sat there waiting for a few minutes for him to get home. As I slid the panties off, I was nervous and scared and excited all in one. I didn’t know what he had planned but really didn’t care if I came as hard as I did the first time he fucked me. I do anything to cum that hard again, anything!
Brent pulled in and I got out of the car. As I shut the car door he walked over and kissed me and shoved his hand up my skirt. I gasped at the sudden hand rubbing my pussy and working the toys in and out, I had almost forgot we were outside and people would soon be coming out to go to work. Suddenly he grabbed my nipple and pulled me to the apartment door, unlocked it and pulled me inside.
“Wait here u fucking slut” he ordered
“OK” I shyly said
A couple of moments later Brent came back and introduced me to his other roommates. Oh god is he going to make me fuck them? I just glanced at him uneasily and he laughed “No not this time, maybe some other time” the guys just chuckled. Brent grabbed my nipple and pulled me to his room, I wondered if his roommates knew what he was doing to me. As we entered his room he shut the door and grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the wall. He began bitting my neck and fucking my pussy with the dildos. I was moaning and arching my back, I wanted to cum so badly but he wouldn’t let me. Every time I got close he stopped everything but choking me and wait for me to calm down then would start fucking me again. About the third or fourth time he stopped he shoved me to the bed driving his knee between my legs and forcing the toys in deeper than ever.
“enjoying this slut?” he whispered in my ear
“I wanna cum” I stuttered
“not yet, if at all” he chuckled
“what? You said you would make me cum if I came over today” I replied
“that was before you got an attitude this morning with your mom and yelled whatever at her” he informed me as he pushed harder on the toys with his knee.
“im sorry, I really am!” I was trying not to cry
“oh you will be in just a minute you fucking slut!” he grinned.
As he choked me he reached down and slid out the dildo and egg. He laid the egg next to me then put the dildo to my lips and forced it in. it was to keep me from screaming he told me. He put his hand between my legs and put 3 fingers in my pussy and starting pumping me slowly, spreading his fingers apart slowly. Oh my god that feels amazing I thought. Then he slid a fourth finger into my tight hole. He began fucking me faster and harder. Even though I had 2 toys in me for 13 hours I was still really tight and his fingers stretched me. I squirmed and moaned, I wanted him to go back to 3 fingers but knew he wasn’t going to. Just then he pulled all the fingers from me and told me “ you better not drop that dildo from your mouth or vibrator from your ass! Get ready to scream bitch!” With that Brent took his whole fist and shoved it into my pussy! I screamed into the dildo, tears running down my face. He fucked my pussy hard and fast showing no mercy.
“you’re a fucking slut you know that?!”
“shut up you fucking bitch you know you love it”
“you’re mine now! I own you”
I tried not to fight him but I had never been taken so hard and I couldn’t help it. The harder I fought the deeper he fisted me, he was at his wrist by now. As he fucked my pussy he began squeezing my throat tighter. As I was close to passing out from the pain and the lack of air I came. My juices squirted around his hand and down his arm. I thought the other night had been the best I’d ever had, I was wrong!
“see I told you that you were a slut! You loved that” he smiled
All I could do was nod my head. Brent grabbed his camera and took several pics of the dildo in my mouth, his hand wrist deep in me and the vibrator in my ass. He then slid out his hand and then the vibrator. He removed the dildo from my mouth and slid it into my pussy, I groaned, I was sore. He laid down next to me for a moment and started whispering in my ear.
“im only with this chick cause I don’t have my own place” he commented “she is boring in bed. I want you to tell your mom im moving in next week, understand?
“ok but she wont be happy.” I told him
“she wont say anything, she knows you don’t have a choice and since you pay all the bills she has no room to talk” he told me.
“ok Brent” I agreed “but can I ask something”
“I guess” he said as he got up.
“can I take the dildo out when I get home?” I quietly asked
“nope, it stays in and at bed you put the other 2 back in. Understand?” Brent asked in reply
“I understand” I sadly said
I got up and started getting read for work. Before I could get dressed Brent grabbed the dildo and started fucking me again with it. He only did it long enough to get me dripping wet. Then shoved it deep in and told me to have a good day at work. I got dressed and as I got ready to leave he told me that I had to take a new pic every hour while I was at work and send it to him and they better all be there when he work up that afternoon. I nodded and walked to my car. I couldn’t believe I was about to wear a dildo to work at one of the biggest theme parks in the world!
As I got to work I realized my panties were already soaked from my pussy juices. Walking was hard with the dildo in me especially after being violently fisted just a little while ago. I walked to my work location, I was working cash today so at least I was standing in one place and not walking around. I had thought that standing there would be easier, but it wasn’t. I kept shifting and squirming. Could anyone tell I had the dildo in my pussy? What if someone saw or knew? I was so scared but the fear made me that much more wet and caused my pussy to squeeze tight around the dildo. By the end of the day I had waited on over 350 guest with a dildo in me. I didn’t know if I was embarrassed or proud of myself that I made it through.
I headed to my car and headed home, dildo still firmly inside my soaking wet pussy. The whole way home I was thinking about how to tell my mom and what her reaction would be to Brent moving in. I mean he had a point, it was my house and I can let whoever I want live there. But that also meant that he could use me and tell her more or she could walk in on anything. Oh well, I have to do it. I knew it was going to be a long night. Having to talk to her straight faced with a dildo in me, knowing she knew and knowing what she had done to me the night before. How was she going to react and what had Brent told her already? I guess I was about to find out.
I arrived home, the dildo was still shoved deep into my pussy and I was beyond wet. I was scared to death to go inside because I knew that my mom was going to say something about my situation. I took a deep breathe and walked into the house.
“how was work?” my mom smirked
“ok I guess” I meekly replied
“I bet it was a HARD day, huh?” she chuckled
“yeah pretty much, not that you would understand” I snapped
I walked into my room and shut the door. I needed a few minutes to collect my thoughts on how to tell her that in a week Brent was moving in. Before I had a chance to come back out she walked in and looked at me waiting for me to say something.
“have something to tell me?” she questioned
“kinda, I guess” I said as I glared at her
“well what is it?” she asked with the smile on her face like she already knew.
“in a week Brent is moving in” I stated
“oh really? So he can make you keep that cunt full easier?” she laughed
“he wants out of where he lives now so he is coming here, that’s it” I replied
He had already told her and I was beyond embarrassed that she knew everything. What the hell was I going to do now?! My mom left my room but left the door wide open. I didn’t care right now I just wanted to lay back and rest. I went into my bathroom and slid my uniform off. I looked in the mirror at my aching pussy. It had taken such a beating lately. Dildos and eggs every day and night and then being fisted this morning, I was so sore! I realized though, the more I thought about what was being done to me the wetter I got. OH MY GOD, Brent is right I am a slut aren’t I? maybe I deserve this. I had always been a tease as a teenager, id flirt with any guy I thought was cute and took great pleasure in making them as hard as possible, all without touching them, then just walking away. It wasn’t hard to do, I mean I was well built even as a teenager. I was 5’9” by the time I was 14 and had a 36C chest by the time I was 16. I always had a perfect smile and soft skin. I had known I was a flirt then but realized how much of a tease I really was as I hit my early 20s.
I put on clean, dry panties and a long t-shirt and laid on my bed. I wanted to reach down and take out the dildo but knew I couldn’t especially since my mom knew what was going on now. it’s a good thing I left it in cause as I began to doze off I felt someone sit on my bed. It was my mom fuck! What the hell does she want now? Before I could say anything I felt my vibrator being shoved up my ass. I gasped at the intrustion and tried to pull away but she harshly shoved it the rest of the way in then pulled me onto my back. She took my third toy and shoved it in my pussy with the dildo as she laughed.
“he asked me if u had told me as soon as you got home about him moving in and when I told him you hadn’t he said he was going to make you put all 3 in, so I told him id do it for you and take the pic” my mother informed me still laughing.
She grabbed my phone and toke a picture of me spreading my legs and then used her phone and took a picture too. “your dad should enjoy this” she laughed at me.
I rolled over and began to cry. I was so humiliated, not only was a man I barely know controlling my pussy and ass but my mom knew and she was going to tell my dad now too! To make the humiliation worse I was getting wetter and she knew it. She knew I was becoming a total slut and I couldn’t stop it!
I didn’t leave my room that night, I was so sore I couldn’t sit, especially with 3 toys now shoved in my holes. Each time I started to fall asleep my mom would come in, almost as if she was waiting to wake me up and remind me I was full. She would work the toys in and out of me slowly, just enough to bother me then tell me to send a picture to Brent. This is how it went the whole night, slowly getting fucked by my mother then sending pictures to Brent. That is how he made sure I was doing what he wanted since he didn’t live there yet and our schedules for work were opposites and he couldn’t fuck me daily himself. Plus he loved making me suffer, the toys were a form of torture, knowing I was getting fucked in front of everyone and being powerless to stop it is a greater torture than a whipping any day!
For the next week things were about the same. I had at least the dildo in my pussy and usually it was all three toys filling both holes. If I went to work or to the store I had to have all 3 in me, fucking me in front of hundreds of people everyday. When I got home my mom would make sure they were in me before I went to my room to change so I couldn’t slide them in and take the picture. At least once a night my mom would come into my room and slowly fuck me. She would slide them out almost completely then shove them as deep as they could go as hard as possible. I hated every moment of it but my pussy would still become dripping wet every time.
By the time Brent started moving his stuff in I was relieved that he would be checking me and not my mom. I was in for a hell of a shock though. The day we moved his stuff I had all 3 in me as usual but he required me to wear a skirt and no panties. As I drove he would fuck my pussy with the dildo from the time we got into the car to till we got out, only stopping when I was ready to cum until it had passed then he would start again. I wasn’t allowed to cum without him in me, EVER! I had to learn to fight it and control it. We got everything moved on Tuesday and Wednesday we were going to relax at the house. I had taken 4 days off work to help him move. Tuesday night he took me to dinner, I had on a short black skirt that came down just below my ass and a low cut red shirt. Brent had taken rubber bands and wrapped them around my nipples before I put my bra on sand made me stuff the sides of my bra causing my 40DD breast to overflow the bra. As I walked I had a feeling you could see the vibrator in my ass and maybe even the dildo in my pussy as I had on no panties and no pantyhose. If you could see them, no one said a word to me.
At the restaurant Brent requested a table and not a booth and sat next to me. He would reach down and start rubbing my clit or sliding the toys in and out making me squirm in my seat. He would tell me what a good slut I was being and that I would be rewarded tonight. A few time our waiter got quiet the show im sure, this young couple sitting there and the guy openly fucking the girl with a dildo under the table. Before we left the waiter turned and smiled at us and said no tip was necessary that we had already tipped him enough. Brent smiled and grabbed my ass shoving the vibrator deep and saying “you should make your girl do it sometime”
Brent fucked me all the way home with the dildo, he loved watching my squirm and knowing I couldn’t stop it. When we got back to the house he grabbed my hair and pulled me in the house, past my mom and shoved me to the bed leaving the door wide open. As he climbed on top of me holding my throat as tightly as he could he tugged at may skirt with the other hand then worked on my shirt. I could feel his dick growing harder through his pants, rubbing against the slit of my wet pussy. As he got my shirt of she smacked me full force across the face and told me not to move.
“Hey Chris come here a sec would ya?” Brent hollered
“sure no problem” my mom replied “whats up?” she looked over at me and began laughing
“watch the fucking slut while I find something to tie her down with, will ya” he chuckled
“no problem, I got hand cuffs if you want them. Her dad was a cop and gave me a set when I showed him what a slut she has become” she told him
“GREAT! Grab them really quick would ya” he asked
As my mom left the room Brent turned and gave me this evil smile. I knew whatever he was up to was going to hurt like hell and humiliate me but I would also cum so fucking hard. My mom returned with the handcuffs and Brent quickly slapped them around my wrist.
“if she moves even an inch just fuck her with her toys till I get back” he instructed her with a smile
“no problem” she grinned
“look at the fucking slut” she said to me as Brent left the room “handcuffed, stuffed and about to be tied up.”
I rolled my head from her which I shouldn’t have done because as soon as I had she grabbed the toys and brutally started fucking both of my holes. As she shove the dildo in my pussy she pulled the vibrator from my ass then plunged it back in as she yanked the dildo almost all the way out. When Brent walked back in he started laughing hystarically.
“stupid slut turned her head from me when I was talking to her” my mom informed him
*SMACK* “FUCKING SLUT! I told you not to move!” Brent scolded as he smacked my face again.
“hold her arms above her head would ya Chris?” Brent asked my mom. She happily complied as he tied a rope between the handcuffs to the frame of the bed.
“now hold this leg down” as he tied on leg to the corner of my king beds frame and then the other leg to the opposite side.
“thanks for your help. I’ll let ya know if I need you” he smiled and winked
My mom left the room but left the door open. I knew I was about to get used as a fuck toy and as much as I hated it I loved it too. I knew I deserved it for all the teasing I had done before. Brent took the small egg from my pussy, looked at it and just smiled. He grabbed my throat and forced the cum covered egg into my mouth. He then undressed himself, showing his fully hard cock. I almost laughed but didn’t dare, I suddenly understood why he made me were the toys and preferred anal and fisting over fucking. He was pretty small. Barely 4” and maybe a thick as my middle finger. As he climbed between my legs he began working the dildo in and out, I thought for sure he would take it out to fuck me but I was wrong, the next thing I felt was his dick sliding into my pussy with the dildo. I tried to scream but between him choking me and the egg in my mouth I couldn’t make a sound.
He started slowly, working my pussy till it was insanely wet. Then he began thrusting harder and deeper. His balls smacked the vibrator forcing it in with each thrust. I moaned and tried to scream, it hurt so much being stretched that bad but I couldn’t stop him, I couldn’t push him away. I wasn’t long before I felt him begin to shoot his load into my pussy. With one last hard thrust he emptied everything into me and pulled out. I hadn’t came yet and wanted to so badly it hurt.
Without a word Brent got up and walked to the bathroom, leaving me tied to the bed with the door wide open. He went in and took a long hot shower, then got dressed. I couldn’t move or say anything because I was still tied down with the egg in my mouth as well as the dildo in my pussy and vibrator in my ass. He walked into the living room and I could hear him and my mom talking and laughing but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. They were probably laughing at me and the fact I was just laying there naked and stuffed. It was well over an hour later before he came back in.
“hope you’re comfortable slut cause you aint getting up anytime soon” he laughed.
As he walked away, I knew he wasn’t joking. He left me there for a couple hours while he watched a movie. Every 30 minutes or so he would come in and fuck the hell out of both of my holes till I was on the edge of cumming then he would stop, leaving all 3 toys in place. My mom came in twice. She would brutally fuck me, laughing as I cried the whole time. Before I was untied for the night both Brent and my mom came in and discussed my day tomorrow. I was supposed to work a 10 hour shift at work and in my skirt uniform not the pants because of the location I was supposed to be at.
“She is in her skirt tomorrow ya know?” my mom asked Brent
“Oh really? Time to see how good her muscles are in that pussy and ass” Brent smirked
“What ya thinking of making the slut do?” my mom inquired
Brent turned to me and said “Tomorrow you will where the vibrator in your ass and the egg and dildo in your pussy” I slowly nodded in response. “Oh I’m not done bitch! You wont have any panties on and only thigh highs on under the skirt!” My eyes grew wide and I began to protest, with that my mom started ramming my holes again. I started nodding in acceptance and she stopped, Brent just laughed. “you know the rules, every hour I want pics sent” I sadly nodded know I had no choice. Brent untied me as I agreed to my day tomorrow and told me that I was to stay full over night while he was at work.
I had to take pictures 3 times that night as proof that I was still full. By the time I got up for work I wanted to come so bad but knew I couldn’t. I put on my uniform and slowly got ready. Brent got home shortly before I got ready to leave. He shoved his hand up my skirt and grabbed the toys and smiled.
“good slut! Now bend over” he ordered
I bent over and felt him start working the vibrator in and out slowly. My ass was so sore from being full so long that it was torture. I begged him to stop because it hurt. I should have kept my mouth shut though because he rammed it hard and deep and told me to stay right there till he came back. So I stood there, bent over the arm of the couch with my skirt up and toys hanging out. I watched Brent walk to my mom’s room and they both came out a few minutes later. Brent was carrying my mom’s 12” long double headed dildo and my mom was carrying a camera.
“So your ass hurts you fuckin slut?” Brent asked
“yes” I replied
“well now its going to really hurt!” with that Brent pulled out the vibrator and shoved my mom’s dildo up my ass. As I screamed out in pain I realized my mom had been taking pictures of my ass being violated. Brent spent the next 10 minutes fucking my ass. In and out as hard as he could, shoving the dildo deeper each time. By the time he was done only about 4 inches were hanging out of my ass like a small tail. Brent grabbed my hair with the last thrust and whispered in my ear that now I had to keep this in my ass instead for my 12 hour day at work. He pulled down my skirt and smacked my ass as I walked to the door to leave. I was going to be a long day.
While I was at work the dildos started sliding out and when I asked Brent if I could adjust them on my break he text me back that I couldn’t that I had to let them hang there. I spent the rest of the day keeping the muscles as tight as possible to stop them from sliding. As I took the pics Brent could see how much they had came out and I knew if I pushed them in that I would be punished when I got home. By the time I got off work only the head of my mom’s dildo was still in my ass and my dildo and the egg were on the verge of falling out, I was so relieved to sit down for the drive home. But my relief was short lived, when I got home I was met by Brent at the door. It was still day light enough that you could see a few people out on their patios and walking around the block. As I tried to enter the house Brent pushed me back. He grabbed my hair and force me over the trunk of the car. He grabbed the end of the skirt and pulled it up over my ass showing the neighbors my stuffed holes.
“You fucking slut I fucking told you to keep these dildos deep in you all day at work!” he yelled as loud as possible making sure anyone outside could hear. He slammed the dildos in me as the neighbors looked. He yanked me up by my hair and shoved me to the ground. I tried to get up and he shoved me down again. “you are crawling in you fucking slut!!!” Brent first grabbed the skirt and pulled it up again and then grabbed my hair and slowly lead me inside. By the time I got inside several neighbors had gotten cameras out and were openly taking pictures and enjoying my humiliation. When I got inside I tried to stand again and was yet again shoved to the ground where Brent took off his thick leather belt and began whipping my ass and back as hard as he could. It was only after he was done I realized my mom had videoed the entire thing.
I crawled to the shower and washed up with both dildos and the egg still in me. When I got out of the shower I was forced to the ground again and Brent put his belt around my neck as a leash and lead me naked to the living room, crawling the whole way. He sat on the couch and flipped on the tv as I kneeled in front of him with the dildos hanging out of my holes. I heard the sound of what had just happened outside come on the tv, he was watching what he had done to me. He pulled the belt tight and forced my head into his lap and his dick into my mouth and down my throat. As I sucked him I felt the dildos begin to fuck me, slowly at first but then harder and faster. I was on the edge of cumming when Brent threw me off his dick and to the ground. He jerked his dick a few times and blew his load all over me.
“damn I cant wait to watch that video!” Brent shouted “you are keep everything in you again until you learn to keep them all the way in deep and every night you will be showing me outside how deep they are”
I began to cry at the thought which only made Brent mad. “Since you want to cry I will give you a reason to. Now I will offer to let anyone fuck you with the dildos that wants to as you show me” with that I began to cry harder. As I crawled to the bedroom I dreaded the next few days, I knew I had to train myself to hold the dildos in me deep no matter what or I was going to end up being fucked by most of the neighborhood.

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Unsatisfied Wife by Jay_p

My name is Jay and I am 26 years old fit muscular guy. This story is about how I ended up having more than just dessert when my best friends wife invited me over for a dinner.

My Brutal Brothers – Part 2

Hi this is Taneesha Shah once again, this story of mine when, I was 18 year old, I was 5 feet 6 inches and my stats were 36C 28 36. This is the continuation part of my earlier story. Those who haven’t read my earlier story please read My Brutal Brothers Part-1

MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 7 PREPARATIONS

MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 7 PREPARATIONS
I had left Rachel to finish her project, and clean up the bathroom, as I went down
to greet our father. I met him in the kitchen. He had sunken onto the bench of the
booth we used as our daily dining table, and was drinking a well-deserved beer. He
rose as I entered, and as we hugged, he asked how everything had gone in his
absence. I told him Rach had given me a ride to practice on Saturday. I left out
all the good parts obviously. I told him nothing much was going on. Which was as
far from the truth as it was possible to be. I asked about his trip. He expounded
on the problems with air travel. Bla Bla Bla
“I’m going to need you to help get Rachel’s room ready for Lidia” Dad said,
reminding me forcefully of the reason I had spied on Rach in the first place.
“Sure” I responded, “What’s the plan?”
“Tomorrow, we need to get a bed.” He started, “Then we need to rearrange Rachel’s
room.”
“I’m free at 11, after lessons” I offered.
“It’s a plan.” My father finished.
“Let me take your stuff” I said, grabbing his suitcase, and briefcase. I exited the
kitchen, and headed past the stairs, to his office, and my parent’s bedroom on the
first floor. I dropped his stuff off, and returned as Rach came down the stairs in
front of me. I followed her into the kitchen.
“Daddy” she squealed like a 6 year old, and she gave him a hug too.
“You’ve got a guest arriving soon” he said, resuming his seat.
“Yep, she’s really excited to meet everybody.” Rach said, sitting opposite our dad,
and glancing a knowing look at me.
It suddenly dawned on me that Rach had been communicating with Lidia for over a
week. I wondered just how much communicating she had done, knowing how much she had
wanted to tell someone about us.
“Have you been emailing her?” my dad asked.
“We’ve been messaging every day. We’ve even video chatted.” Rach answered, looking
dead at me. Oh god, what had she done. The possibilities were varied, and
horrifying. I decided to grill her as soon as possible. “She is so pretty, and her
English is really good.” Rach continued, seemingly oblivious to the sledge hammer
she had hit me with.
Dad went to go take a shower (not in Rach and my bathroom thank god), and I took the
chance to interrogate Rach. “Exactly what have you told Lidia?” I asked her in my
most serious voice.
“Oh stop being so dramatic.” She said, brushing me off. “I didn’t TELL her anything
about us.” I could hear her emphasis on the word tell.
“Please Rach! Tell me what you aren’t telling me.”
“Well,” she said, seeming uncomfortable, “I video conferenced with her, before we
did anything last week. I was showing her my room, and then I saw your computer
come on, and I…shared your webcam with her so she could see you. She was nervous
about the move, and I was just trying to make her feel she knew us. You weren’t
naked or anything.” She finished, doing her best to seem casual.
I replied sheepishly, “Oh. O.K., sorry, I just knew you had wanted to tell somebody
before, and I was afraid you might have said something.”
“I would never tell anyone without checking with you first” Rach said, seemingly
hurt by my lack of trust. “I just wanted her to see how cute you were. She said
you were hot, by the way.” Rach finished, in a huff.
“O.K. O.K.” I said, my hands up in supplication. “I’m sorry. I should know you
better than that.” I continued. “She’s pretty hot too, don’t you think?” I asked,
trying to seem not that interested.
“Oh my god! She is stunning.” Rach answered, and then she looked at me; a troubled
look in her eyes. “I know you like her.”
“I think she’s hot, like I said.” I replied. “I’m not sure what we are, but I
wouldn’t do anything that would hurt you.”
Rach didn’t respond right away. She sat there, lost in her own thoughts. Finally,
she said “I don’t know what we are either, and I don’t want to hurt you. Maybe we
should decide what we are.”
“I love you Rach.” I began, trying to figure it out as I talked. “It’s more than
because you’re my sister. I think I’d die if you were with another guy.”
Rach brightened unexpectedly at my admission. “Only if it were a guy?” she asked
hopefully.
“I think so.” I replied, trying to search my feelings. “I think a girl would be
o.k.” I sat thinking, unsure what Rach being with a girl would do to me. I knew
what it would do to the monster in my pants, but would I feel jealous, or left out?
Rach seemed to sense my thoughts. “Jake. What if you were there?” I looked at
her. She was looking at me so tenderly with her big green eyes. She seemed mainly
concerned for me, but I thought I caught a hint of excitement as I looked at her.
“Maybe that would be O.K.” I answered. “I know somebody would like that.” I
finished, letting her follow my look down to the, now continual, bulge in my shorts.
“What about me with a girl?” I asked, feeling sure, from her reaction to Sharon,
that I knew the answer already.
Rach considered thoughtfully. “If you mean going out on a date, I don’t think I’d
like that.” And then after a slight pause, “I think maybe if it was just messing
around…I’m not sure.” She trailed off, her eyes now in her lap.
“What if you were there?” I asked, knowing it seemed to help make me more
comfortable if I were there when Rach was with another girl.
“Maybe,” She answered, looking up, and seeming more at ease. “But I don’t think I’d
like it if you fucked anyone else.” She continued in a whisper.
“O.K., so no dating, and we have to be there if either of us is with a girl.” I
summed up, “oh, and only you get the Big Bro treatment.” I added, taking her face in
my hands, and giving her a quick kiss. She smiled, gave my cock a little squeeze
through my shorts, and got up.
“You want to see the final product?” Rach asked, looking up towards the bathroom.
“It should be ready by now.”
“Sure.” I answered, and we headed upstairs.
Rach grabbed the mold, and we headed to her room. Once she closed the door, and
locked it, we sat on her bed, and she opened the mold. There it was, my dick copied
in all its glory, sitting in the plaster.
“Wow!” Rach Exclaimed, pulling it free. “It’s so heavy.”
“Tell me about it” I said, joking. Rach smiled at me.
“Can I compare?” She asked me, looking down to my shorts. “O.K., but I was super
hard when I made that” I said, leaning back, and pulling off my shorts.
“Let’s see” Rach said, putting the dildo next to my cock. “You need some help to
measure up” she said, grabbing my cock with her free hand.
I pulled off her shirt, as she worked my dick. She seemed fascinated; watching my
semi-hard cock grow as she stroked it, looking back and forth between me and my
doppel-cock.
After a minute, Rach said “There, perfect.” And smiling, leaned down, and kissed the
tip of my cock.
“You aren’t gona get off that easy” I said, “You came in the bathroom without me ya
know.”
“That was your fault. You made me pass out. Besides, don’t you still need to catch
up a bit?” Rach said, jumping off the bed giggling, and bolting for the door. I
sprang after her, catching her at the door. I held her to me; my dick parting her
ass, her arms pinned to her sides.
I leaned over to whisper in her ear “do you want me to take it?” She looked at me
over her shoulder, her eyes wide with shock and hunger, and nodded very slightly.
As soon as she had nodded, she twisted, trying to break my hold on her. I tightened
my arms around her, and pulled her off the ground. She squirmed, and kicked as I
carried her to the bed.
Rach struggled silently against me as I put her, face down on the bed; one arm still
wrapped around her, holding her arms. I pulled her little pink shorts down with my
free hand to expose her perfect ass, and yanked out the toy, tossing it aside. She
flailed her legs uselessly where they hung off the side off the bed, panting with
the effort. I kneeled behind Rach, and releasing her arms, put my hand on her back,
pushing her down onto the bed with all my weight. She continued to writhe beneath
me, as I kissed her neck, and whispered “you’ve been a bad girl.” I lifted myself
up; my hand still on her back to keep her pinned to the bed, and spanked her once,
hard.
“Eek” escaped from her lips.
I needed a release. Grabbing my dick with my free hand, I lined up and pushed into
her as hard and deep as I could, feeling myself bottom out in her. Still wanting
her to enjoy it, I rolled my hips searching for the spot that would take over her
will to struggle. Rach let out a grunt, and I zeroed in, hammering her with all the
power I could summon. I rose to orgasm quickly; my sister’s writhing no longer
focused on escape, but on her need.
I felt her pussy begin to tighten, and slammed my dick home one last time. Holding
myself buried in her as she came. As she subsided, I pulled out, and flipping her
limp body over, I jacked myself over her, sending stream after stream across her
pussy, then her stomach, then her boobs, and finally her face. Rach regained
herself in time to suck down my final jet of cum. She continued sucking until the
sensation was too much, and I pulled away. I sank onto the bed next to her, truly
spent.
“That was fun” Rach said, rolling to her side to face me, and scooping cum from her
cheek into her mouth.
“Try and get the dildo to do that.” I said, breathlessly.
“You’re the only toy I need.” She said, kissing me.
“Sorry I messed you up again.” I said, looking at the cum coating her chest and
stomach.
“No problem, Big Bro” Rach said, rubbing it into her skin like lotion.
“You know Rach,” I said, a problem occurring to me, “we’re gona have to figure out
how we do this when Lidia gets here.”
“I know,” she said, getting up and pulling her shorts back on. “I’m workin on it.”
“What does that mean?” I stammered.
Rach pulled on her tank-top, and smiling sweetly said “You’ll see.”
“Hey, don’t forget this” I said retrieving the vibes.
“Oh yea, oops” she giggled, and pulled her shorts back down to re-attach our toy.
I pulled on my shorts and smacked her on her exposed ass, as I walked past. “Eek”
Rach exclaimed, pulling up her shorts back up.
“Be careful Rach” I said opening her door, “I think I really like that sound” and I
closed her door behind me.
I saw Rach heading to Sharon’s as I trimmed the lawn. She had the bag with my
package (literally) with her. She swung it back and forth as she walked to the back
corner of our yard, smiling innocently at me as she went.
It was strange. I felt somehow, that I was pleasuring 2 girls now. The feeling
stoked my ego, and libido. I wondered what it must feel like to be a ‘model’ for
one of the dildos in the porn store. The feeling of knowing that thousands of
girls/women were using you to get off must be a heady experience.
Mom got home, and Rachel came back from Sharon’s a while later. I had been looking
through Lidia’s bio, passing the time till dinner. Lidia was from a town on the
coast of Italy. That explained her dark tan. She played tennis, and ran. Maybe I
could invite her to go running with me. She was an only child; her parents had
split up when she was 10. She lived with her mother and grandparents, in a house
their family had owned for over 150 years. She would have some adjustments to make
to get used to sharing a room with Rach, not to mention sharing a house with me.
Mom was getting dinner ready, and I, being bored, took Lidia’s bio with me to the
kitchen table. Rachel came in a few minutes later, and sat at her traditional spot
at the back of the ‘U’ shaped booth. Rach had obviously gotten more info than the
bio contained, and I asked a few questions, pointing out things in the bio that were
either vague, or incomplete. While we talked, Rach put her foot in my lap, and
winked at me when I looked up at her.
Mom set the table, and dinner was served, my dad’s favorite, Chicken Marsala. I had
been wanting to repay Rachel for that foot job under the table she had given me, and
now was a perfect opportunity. Dad had put music on for us to listen to during
dinner, and I knew it would be the perfect cover for the vibe. Dad was asking Rach
about her week when I turned the clit vibe to 1. Her foot in my lap jerked
slightly, and she glanced at me, a look of surprised terror in her eyes.
I managed to keep from laughing, and Rach managed to keep her face calm, but I
noticed her body tense. I put my left hand under the table, and held Rach’s foot,
caressing it as dad asked her questions, and she answered in clipped, short
responses. I waited till dad started talking to mom before I put the vibe up to 2.
Rach was expecting it, and I saw her grip the table with shaking hands as she
stared, unseeing, down at the table. Her foot twitched more forcefully in my lap
and hand. I squeezed it, knowing she was getting close. I felt her toes go rigid,
and her leg jerked strait, driving her heel into my crotch. Her stare at the table
flipped up to me as her eyes went glassy.
I had to hold her foot down to keep it from spasming away from me as she came. Her
beautiful body went silently rigid. Her glassy stare underlined by a forcefully bit
lip. Her rigidity came to an end with a pop, as she twitched, her whole body giving
one last jolt. I quickly turned off the vibe, and took a drink of water.
“Hey Rach, can you give me a ride to practice tomorrow?” I said, as blandly as I
could manage.
A vicious look passed over her so quickly; I would have missed it had I not been
expecting it. “Sure thing” she answered remarkably calmly “ANYTHING (she emphasized
‘anything’) for my Big Bro.” Dad glanced at us for a moment, undoubtedly wondering
at the ‘Big Bro’.
We finished dinner, Rach playing footsy with my cock, and we all went our separate
ways. I went to my room to play around on my computer. It was funny how much less
I used my computer, now that I had no need for porn. I kept my Rach window open, as
I chatted with friends.
Rach came into her room awhile later. She stripped off her ‘bite me’ shorts, and
held then up so I could see the wet spot. I smiled wickedly, and she stuck her
tongue out at me, then turned and walked away, her bare ass waving at me as she
went.
I finished at my computer, and, setting my alarm, headed for bed, knowing morning
would come all too soon. At some point in the night I woke to a warm body snuggling
up to me.
“Rach?” I asked groggily.
“I didn’t want to oversleep.” She offered.
I wondered, as I drifted back to sleep, why she thought I wouldn’t wake her in the
morning. The next thing I knew, the alarm went off, signaling the start to my early
day. Rach her leg and arm draped across me, groaned into my chest.
“Time to get up Rach.” I managed, in as cheery a voice as I could muster, brushing
her hair back from her face.
“Why did I agree to this” she grumbled as she sat up; her petite naked body at odds
with the gravel in her voice.
“You like giving me rides, Remember?” I jibed, getting up, and pulling her up to
stand in front of me.
“I doooooooo” she hummed, giving my dick a squeeze.
“We don’t have time for that” I admonished halfheartedly, doing nothing to end her
hold on me.
“Are you sure” she said, leaning into me, stoking me softly.
The battle inside me raged fiercely. As Rach kissed my chest, and my cock grew in
her hand, my will to fight began to slip away. Looking at the clock, I reasoned “We
have 5 minutes, if you speed.”
“Yeay”, she beamed, and she threw herself backwards onto the bed, pulling her legs
up and apart, presenting her beautiful pink pussy to me. She tore off the vibe,
flinging it away. Gathering myself for a sprint, I dived my face into her waiting
pussy.
Rach giggled “weeeeeeee” as I set to work licking and sucking. I felt her legs
start to twitch and got up. Leaning over her, my hands to either side of her
wiggling body, I positioned my hips to aim my dick into her. Not having time to
tease her, I entered her fully with one thrust. As I drew back, Rach grabbed my
hips, and pulled my back into her. I held myself up with one arm, and moved the
other across her stomach, feeling her muscles ripple and shake under me.
Searching for that spot inside her, I moved my hand down her stomach. Rach arched
her back as I found her spot, and sputtered “that’s…it…Big…Bro.” I could feel my
dick through her stomach, pushing into my hand. I pushed against it, my hand
sinking slightly into her stomach; Rach’s legs convulsed at that pressure and she
grunted “Uhhhg.”
I found I could reach her clit with my thumb, and I flicked it up with each thrust.
Seeing Rach below me; her tan little body writhing at my touch, got me to my orgasm
quickly. I increased the ferocity of my assault, to make sure I left my sister
satisfied.
Her hands hardened on my hips, and I felt her feet on my ass, pulling me into her
hard, and then she erupted. Rach bucked her hips wildly, grinding as she held me
deep inside her. The feeling of her pussy, pumping and pushing at my cock, sent me
off. I shuddered as I pumped right back at her.
I realized too late, that I was cumming into her, but was unable to stop, as jet
after jet filled her. We ended together, me falling onto her, my cock still buried
in her twitching wet pussy.
“Rach” I gasped, “I came in you” The shock of possible consequences hitting me like
a truck.
“I know” she cooed, and then, realizing the horror in my voice, “don’t worry silly,
I’ve been on the pill forever.”
The combination of my release, and the evaporation of my worry, combined to sap me
entirely. I managed to roll off Rachel, who bounced up, and wiped herself dry with
my pillow.
“Here’s for you” she giggled, and bounced out of my room.
I lay there, struggling to get up. I managed to sit, and reached for some shorts.
I could see through our computers, that Rach was getting dressed too. She had
gotten something out of her dresser, and then, skipped out of her room. In she
came, as I had finally managed to stand.
“I almost forgot” she tittered, picking up her vibe, and jumping up, kissed me on
the cheek. “I’ll be in the car.” She chirped, and spinning, her hair flying out to
brush across my chest, skipped out of my room.
How I managed to make it through practice is beyond me. Rach drove like her ass was
on fire, and I got there on time, but within minutes, I knew I was in trouble. My
arms were O.K., bud my legs were useless. By the time practice was over, I couldn’t
have gotten out of the pool. Luckily, I had lessons in a half hour, so I just
floated there, recuperating.
Dad picked me up after lessons in a truck he had borrowed, and went and bought a
twin bed and dresser for Lidia. We loaded them in the back of a pickup, and we
headed home. Getting the furniture up the stairs almost made my legs collapse.
We finally got everything up to Rach’s room, and she directed us, choosing where
everything went. She could see my legs were wobbling, and was evil in her demands,
taking joy at telling me (completely ignoring our dad) to rearrange her room several
times. Getting even for dinner last night was her right, and I bore it as well as I
could. Eventually, Rach was satisfied, and I collapsed on the new bed, as dad left
to return the truck.
“Havin’ trouble Big Bro?” Rach teased, bouncing up and down on her bed opposite me.
“Only because my sister is evil” I replied, lifting my head to stare at her in mock
anger.
“I wanted to make sure you could see both our beds, see?” she beamed, jumping off
her bed to show me where her computer now sat, in the corner of the room. “You can
see the whole room now” she sing-songed, jumping on top of me with a whoosh.
I was so gone; I let her bounce on me like a trampoline. Realizing I wasn’t playing
along, she laid her chest down on me and stroked my hair.
“I’m sorry Jake, you really are pooped hu?” she whispered softly.
“More than you could imagine” I answered.
“Let me take care of you” she whispered, climbing off of me and helping me lift my
legs onto the bed.
“I’ll give you a massage” Rach piped, helping me roll onto my stomach, and Rach sat
on my butt. Her little hands started gently rubbing my shoulders and neck. She
gradually started applying more pressure, digging into my knotted muscles. I
groaned in pleasure and pain as Rach’s kneading untangled me, muscle by muscle.
She slid down, now sitting on my heels, and started on my butt. My shorts were
frustrating her efforts, and she whined “pull these down”, yanking on my shorts. I
reached under and undid the button, and she shimmied my sorts off.
Her hands renewed their work on me; finding the deep muscle, and rubbing it hard
with her knuckles. She spent a long time on my ass. I could feel her pussy on my
heel, rubbing slowly up and down as she leaned into the pressure, and then sat back
rhythmically. She moved onto my legs, pushing and pulling my muscles until they
relaxed into her hands. Her ministrations may have released the tension from my
muscles, but also engorged my cock, hidden from her, under me.
She asked me to roll over. I wasn’t sure I wanted her to see my dick; unsure of
weather I could handle the possible consequences. I decided quickly, that I was in
no shape to ward her off, but didn’t see I needed to participate. I could be like
my doppel-cock, and she could use me if she wanted to. I rolled onto my back, my
dick springing away from me to hang suspended in air, throbbing to my pulse.
Rach was defiantly less in control of her hornyness than I had ben during her
massage. She didn’t mention my cock, but when she climbed back onto me to continue,
she straddled my hips, her pussy pinning my dick to my stomach.
She worked my pectorals, digging her fingers into them as if trying to pull out a
plumb. Working her way down to my stomach, I could feel her pussy wetting her
shorts where my dick had nestled. She moved her hips more now, her body no longer
in time with the motion of her hands.
Without any encouragement or, to be truthful, any discouragement, I felt the tingle
of an orgasm, rising in me. I gave no indication that I was going to cum; in fact,
the only part of my body taking part in her molestation was my cock. I didn’t even
react as my cock began, of it’s own volition, to pulse, shooting cum onto my chest,
stomach, and Rachel’s hands.
She giggled “just what I needed,” and without missing a beat, rubbed my cum, like
lotion, into my chest, pausing on occasion to lick her fingers. Rach eventually
moved down, straddling one of my knees, and started on my quadriceps. These were
the most damaged of my muscles, and her deep, hard kneading was almost too much to
absorb. I could feel her pussy, now on my knee, pushing more forcefully, and her
hands stopped moving on my thighs, pulling, and squeezing in one spot.
I felt the bed begin to tremble, her squat on my knee causing her legs to shake. My
dick, having relaxed after it’s fun, had re-sprouted; I would like say ‘of it’s own
volition,’ but her insistent grinding on me, had woken my hunger despite my efforts.
Without any direct contact with my cock, I could feel a second orgasm creeping up.
I debated whether to reach down and help it out, but my decision was literally taken
out of my hands.
Rach began to cum, and releasing my legs, leaned forward and grabbed my dick with
both hands. Holding onto it in a vice-like grip, she used in for leverage as she
slid herself forward and back over my knee. Her unintentional jacking, caused me to
erupt a second time. The first stream of cum sailed into the air, rising strait
above her. She quickly, without pausing her rocker-ride cumming, pulled my dick
toward her, pointing it toward my feet, and sucked it in. There was my little big
sister, sliding up and down my knee, her forward slide burying my cock deep down her
throat; her backward slide, ending when her lips caught the edge of my cock’s head.
She continued this strange ride long after I had finished cumming. It seemed she
had finished too; as the spasticity of her movements had diminished. I think she
was simply reveling in her cum, and didn’t want it to end.
Finally, Rach seemed to run out of steam. She lifted off of my knee and, letting my
dick drag out of her mouth with a final “pop”, flopped forward onto me, her head on
my chest.
“I’m sorry Jake. I couldn’t help myself” she whispered guiltily.
“I know how you feel. I have to restrain myself, constantly, from doing the most
depraved things to the most beautiful girl in the world.” I said, my hand stroking
her back.
I could feel her smile on my chest. “I love you Jake” she whispered through her
smile.
Rach rolled over onto her side, her elbow propping her head up, and stared at me. I
turned my head to return her stare and noticed she was crying. Summoning my
strength, I rolled to face her.
“What’s wrong?” I said softly, putting my hand on her face, and brushing away a tear
with my thumb.
“Absolutely nothing” she said in a low voice through her smile. Keeping her eyes on
mine, she leaned into me slowly. Her lips touched mine, and we kissed, staring into
each other’s eyes and souls. It was so intimate and deep, I felt my throat tighten,
and my tear joined hers as our cheeks touched.
She backed away from our kiss ever so slowly, stopping only inches away. “I love
you too Rach” I managed in a hoarse whisper. She leaned back into me, her soft pink
lips kissing my tear.
She rolled back, pulling my head with her, onto her chest, and stroked my hair. Her
heartbeat slow and strong, lulled me. The softness of her skin on my face soothed
me. I fell asleep there, on Lidia’s newly christened bed, Rach holding my head to
her breast.
I woke up with a start, momentarily unsure of where I was. As I got ahold of my
senses, I looked down to see my shorts, which Rach had yanked off to better get at
my ass, where back on, and I was alone in her room, the door closed. She had,
somehow, managed to get them back on me as I slept, and left me to rest here.
Not wanting to raise any suspicion, I attempted to get up, intending to go to my bed
and resume my much needed sleep. It was immediately apparent that the additional
two orgasms Rach had litteraly yanked out of me, had taken with them, all of my
remaining strength. I managed to sit up. My head spinning slightly, I lowered it
into my hands.
I sat there, marshaling myself for the epic journey of 30 feet it would take to get
to my own bed. I heard the door open, my head flipping up jerkily to see Rach
closing the door behind her, a tray in her hands.
“What are you doing” she scolded quietly, setting the tray down on the floor. She
came over to where I sat and, gently forcing me back down, continued “you stay.” I
was in no condition to resist, but my worried look prompted her to continue, as she
returned with the tray.
“It’s O.K., I told mom and dad you were exhausted from all the moving, and it was
the least I could do to bring you supper.” She finished smiling, and setting the
tray on her bedside table.
“That’s sweet Rach, but I don’t have the energy to eat” I answered, trying to seem
grateful anyway.
“You just lie there. I’ll feed you.” She said smiling. I noticed a strange look in
her eyes as I watched her preparing the food. It was hard to know for sure, but it
seemed she was angry, not at me, but at herself. She felt she had taken advantage
of me, and blamed herself for my condition.
As she sat on the bed and lifted a slice of pizza to my lips, I reached my hand out,
and cupped her cheek, her nuzzling into my caress. “You are wonderful” I said
softly, reminding myself of the time, just a few days ago, when I had heard her say
the same thing to me as I cared for her.
We shared the silence together; Rach feeding me pizza and salad, and I felt totally
at peace. I knew, somehow, some way, I would never let this end.
END PART 7
NEXT: HERE COMES LIDIA YEAAAA

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Discipline from Jen, Chapter #5

Chapter #5
I seized the opportunity to afford her some level of discomfort, given the fact that she had just finished abusing my asshole, by biting down on her left nipple. It didn’t have the desired effect as she moaned in agreement.
“That’s right, bite me!”
With her hand still on the back of my head she pressed my face into her breast and writhed as I chewed on the fleshy pink nub in the center. I reached up with one hand and started to roll her other nipple between my fingers.
“Mmmm… that’s good my pet, show mama how much you love her.”
Her approval encouraged me and I chewed harder on the one in my mouth. It began to swell and turn red with her excitement. Once it had adequately hardened I changed positions, now taking the other between my teeth. I bit down again and again while Jennifer wiggled beneath me, now grinding herself against my thigh. I could feel her dampness on my leg and I decided it was time to head south.
Before moving downward to take her sex in my mouth, I reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out two clothespins. She nodded in approval as I placed one on each of her nipples, making sure they were centered just right between the wooden pinchers. She bucked as I snapped the second one in place, intentionally letting it bite down with more force than the first. As it grabbed her flesh she reached up and slapped me across the face.
“You little fucker! You’re gonna pay for that!” She promised.
I smiled at the thought of her returning the favor and replied, “Yes, mistress.”
With her nipples taken care of I turned my attention to her steaming box. I stared hard into her eyes as I licked my hand and placed it between the lips of her pussy. Her eyes closed and she tilted her head back.
“Ohhhh, that’s better. That’s much better. Make me cum darling.” She moaned.
I rubbed her clit beneath several fingers while pressing the tips into her hole. Once sufficiently wet I slid two inside her and began her favorite motion, as if stroking the underside of her clit back and forth from within. As I played inside her she whimpered and writhed on the bed. Her moaning grew deeper the longer I teased her favorite spot and I knew she wanted more than just my fingers. Sliding them out of her snatch more carefully than she had done for me just moments before, I reached into the toy box and pulled out her purple toy. I applied a few drops of lube to the tip and pressed it against her slit. Jen rocked her hips in tempo as I rubbed it back and forth to distribute the lube.
I began to fuck her gently with her plastic penis, watching intently as the purple meat entered, and then exited her cunt. I pushed deeper with each stroke inward until I was finally pumping her with the entire smooth portion of the shaft, about eight inches worth. Each time I drove it inside her the tip of my thumb banged against her swollen clit. Faster and faster I pumped until I was sure it was hitting the deepest parts of her insides.
After several minutes of fucking my lovely wife with her purple friend I slowed to an easy pace, listening for her breath to catch up. As I stroked her pussy with the dildo she hummed to herself, lightly at first but growing louder the more it filled and left her womanhood. She looked up at me with pure lust in her eyes and her lips parted.
“I want you to put it in my ass.”
With that she slid down a bit, raising her lower half further up on the pillow beneath her. She grasped the back of her knees in her hands and pulled her legs skyward, exposing her rear end nicely. Once she had maneuvered into a comfortable position she slid her hands down to her ass cheeks, pulling them apart, and presented me with her tight little hole. I applied a bit more lube to the toy and stroked it a few times.
“Mmm… yeah, get it ready for me.” She moaned.
I drizzled an ample amount of the slippery liquid into the crack of her ass and spread it around with my hand, making sure to enter her pussy a few more times as I rubbed her asshole with my thumb. I rotated it inside her, preparing her anus for the thickness she was about to receive.
“Stick it in there.” She ordered me firmly.
I pressed the head of the toy cock into her asshole and waited for a response. As I held it there she grunted. I wiggled it a little to help stretch her a bit but she was more than ready.
“Go ahead, push it in. Mama can take it.”
I watched her eyes flutter beneath her closed lids as I pushed the tool all the way inside her ass. When I thought I had gone deep enough I began to slide it back out.
“No! Deeper.” She demanded.
I slide the probe back in, trying to feel for anything pushing back against me. When I finally reached the deepest part of her I stopped and waited again. The smooth half of the dildo was gone and three or for sections of the ribbed half were already inside her as well. I was amazed at the shear amount of cock my wife was able to gobble into her ass. Her breathing had quickened and she seemed to be pushing herself down onto the toy. It must have been exquisite.
“That’s it pet. That’s it, right there.”
I pressed against the now embedded tool, forcing it to curve as it bottomed out into her guts. Her deep groan sounded primitive, like that of a cave woman who had just birthed her first child. With each push of the toy into her ass she groaned in agonizing ecstasy.
“Don’t stop. I want it to hurt.” She was now begging me to pump her ass full and I grew jealous the deeper she took it.
“Now, in and out. Fuck me with it, fuck me deep.”
“Yes, mistress.”
I slid the dildo out halfway and crammed it back inside, banging against her with my fist as I drove into her. The groans quickened as did my pace. I began to slam the toy into her ass with the same force I had just given her pussy, pumping her asshole with the purple meat and wishing it were my own. The harder I pumped the more noise she made. I thought at any minute she would cry out in pain as I rammed her ass as hard I could. I was so deep now that I only had enough toy left to hold on to in my fist. She had forget I was even there, focused only on the object inside her. I took an opportunity in that moment to slap her on the ass cheek; again, in the hopes she would soon return the favor.
“Oh, my God! Eat me! Eat my pussy!” She screamed.
I dove furiously onto her clit, taking it between my lips and pulling. I licked fiercely against it until she bucked wildly beneath me. I shoved the cock in to the hilt once more and held it, now concentrated on making her cum. I licked her swollen clit with purpose, wanting to suck her ecstasy out through its tiny slit. I could feel her legs tighten and her ass clench and knew it was almost time. As college students she had once shown me how to aid in her orgasm by rubbing her belly, just above her neatly trimmed hair below the navel. I pressed down on her tummy with my palm and felt her begin let go. She let out a tiny squeal, a stark contrast to the grunts she had been giving me during the pounding, and looked down at me between her legs while nodding. I bore down on her cunt with my mouth, steadying myself as climax overcame her.
“Ahhhh… I’m cumming baby, I’m cumming!”
Her sweet surrender to orgasm stole her away from the strict disciplinary role she had been playing to that point. My fear was that I would lose her to the moment and she wouldn’t want to play anymore afterward, but for now, all I could do was massage her belly and watch as she savored the release. She arched her back sharply, strained and cried out several more times. She grabbed the back of my head with both hands and pulled it into her, pumping my face into her pussy until finally collapsing against the pillows.
I loosened my mouth from her cunt and sat up, my face drenched in her juices. She pushed on her bowels, releasing the rubber dick from her ass and I wiped it off with a nearby towel. She rolled her legs over and smiled at me, obviously spent by her orgasm and completely at ease with her current circumstance. After a few moments she gathered herself and to my amazement regained her roll as authoritarian.
“That’s good for now. Get off of me.”
“Yes, mistress.”
I sat up and smiled, not sure if she was still interested in giving me what I wanted.
“I guess you think you’ve earned yourself a little prize, is that right?”
“I hope so, mistress.”
“I bet you want me to fuck that ass the way you did mine.”
I nodded, unable to speak at the thought of her doing to me what I had just done to her.
“Speak up, bitch! Do you want me to fuck you or not?”
“Yes, mistress!”
“Well then, beg me.”
“Please, mistress.” I whimpered.
“Louder!” she demanded.
“Please, mistress!” I tried to shout but my voice cracked.
“Tell me what you want you little slut!”
“Fuck me. Please fuck me!”
“Where?!?”
“In my ass! Fuck me in the ass, mistress!”
I tried to restrain my excitement, not wanting to give her too much, and trying my best to remain timid. I wanted her to violate me, to hurt me. I wanted her to know that I was her little bitch for the night. Jennifer got up onto her knees, puffing out her breasts and removed the clothespins from her nips. She jerked them both off at the same time, without so much as a flinch, causing me to shudder. If she was still this devoted to her part, my asshole was in trouble. She turned her attention to me, noticing my concern and played on it.
“That’s right, bitch. I’m about to fuck you up. Now, roll over.”

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my submissive wife 2

this is my new story and thanx for for making the previous one a success i have more, if anyone actually likes to hear it. I know it pleases me, maybe just because it’s me and my wife, but here’s another assignment with my wife whom I’ll safely dub “Carol” and this guy she works with, Mark.