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  • “BEHIND CLOSED DOORS”

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    I Saw You

    By Blueheatt

    …..These were the last words I ever wanted to hear from my sister Linda. My dad’s girlfriend Stella got careless. Sis saw Stella and I fucking in my pickup in the driveway late one night. The street light gave her second floor window just enough light, to look down and see us fucking. I had her dress up and her panties off in the front seat of my pick up. Sis could see my ass fucking away hard on her, thru the windshield.

    Now what to say to her statement. She smiled like she was so clever and had put me in a real tight spot. She was 3 years older than me and had divorced and moved back home in her old room.

    I think I knew what was coming.

    She had teased me ever since I could remember. She loved to make me horny by rubbing up against me, talking about sex to watch me get a boner, adjusting her bra over and over while I watched. She would leave her bedroom door open as she dressed, and undressed when she knew I was close by. She would yell at me from the shower to bring her something, letting me see her a little naked. “Oh Sonny…could you unhook my bra?….could button the back of my dress?…she would say.
    The hardest was when she would come in my room at bedtime, wearing a very skimpy nightie, no bra, no panties and sit on my bed. She would rub her legs, tits and a little pussy rub as she talked about nothing.
    I wanked thinking about her many times, and I think she knew it.
    I tried to ignore her, and never made a move on her. This just seemed to intensify her little game she liked to play. Now she had something to hold over me to get me to do anything she wanted me to,…. so she thought…..

    I said: “Let’s go up to your room.” She got a bigger smile and wiggled her ass up the stairs in front of me.
    I sat on her bed as she laid down in her long sheer night gown. She lifted one leg up to expose her no panties upper legs.
    I said: “Ok…what’s it gonna take to keep you quiet?” I already pretty much knew her answer.

    She surprised me at first. She said she was actually happy for Stella and I, because Stella wasn’t getting any sex at home…until now. Dad hooked up with another woman. He spent almost all his time at her place. This was right after sis left and moved in with her boyfriend.

    I always wondered about the timing of that.
    Stella hung on to me and I slowly became her fill in lover. It was all kept very discreet and quiet…but….she was a wild woman in bed. She let loose with all the things dad didn’t do. He had stopped having sex with her and spent a lot of time at his new girlfriend place.

    Sis asked how Stella and I started having sex….

    It started late one night. Stella asked me to give her a back rub. She lay face down on her bed and was naked except for a towel around her. She had a beautiful body. Hot legs, a firm ass, and nice tits. I tried not to react but I got hot rubbing her back. She removed the towel and said to keep going. Now I was rubbing her ass and legs. She opened up her legs wide exposing her pussy. I tried not to look but my eyes went right for it. She began to moan. I got a huge boner in my boxers, I couldn’t help it. Then it happened. She rolled over naked and whispered: (“..now do the front..”). She saw my big boner and began to breathe hard. I started rubbing her legs first. She put both knees up. Now her pussy was wide open and I could see everything. After a while she reached out and grabbed my hands and pulled me up on top of her. She whispered again: (“..now let me rub your back.”) I didn’t have a shirt on and her tits were now under my bare chest. My boner was resting right on her pussy. My boner was trying to cum right then. We lay there a while, both breathing heavy when I felt her thumbs slide inside my boxers at my hips. Her legs began to open wide.
    —–
    Sis lay on the bed as I told the story. I watched her breathing increase, and her hand played with one of her nipples. Now I was making her horny, for a change.

    I continued with the story, but first she interrupted me to ask if Stella had said anything about dad’s ‘other women.’
    I said no…but I lied.
    Stella told me she always thought something was going on with dad and sis, but she had no proof.

    I continued….

    Stella started inching down my boxers until my boner was free. Now my boner was firmly laying pointing up and right on her clit. It felt again like it was going to cum. She rubbed my back so hot but just kept going. She began to rub my butt cheeks and let her hand dive between my legs. She felt my balls as she and I were really gasping for air now. She was breathing right in my ear and little moans started in. Her hands started moving all over me, running her fingers thru my hair and squeezing her knees together against my hips. I could tell she want to fuck bad, but held back. I felt my hands come up and feel her big tits. It was an automatic reaction. I was hurting I was so aroused. I closed my eyes and pretended she was my girlfriend, only with a better and hotter body. She started slowly lifting her pussy up and down. Each movement rubbing my boner across her clit and getting closer to going in her pussy. Now we both were moaning a little. I was going to cum with this feeling on my dick. She seemed to know it and lifted her pussy way up and….. in went my dick in her pussy. It was so warm and slick, my dick went into shock as she squirmed my dick in deeper. We never spoke, just our breathing and moans were heard. Her hands kept squeezing my butt cheeks over and over. She let her knees out to get me in deeper.
    —-
    My sister is now rubbing her pussy and a full massage of her tits. Her eyes are glazed over picturing all this in her mind. I smiled to myself and thought…she may have an orgasm over this story, now who’s making who horny?…I could see her fingers moving under her night gown and hear the clicking of her juices. Now she was giving me a live horny show, and I was loving it. Did she not even notice my big boner that looked like a big salami in my jeans? Nope, she was in a daze and I had control now. I was mean and paused. She said: “Yes…then what???” I smiled and said: “Well….it’s kind of embarrassing. “ She said loud: “Fuck that!, go on with it Sonny!”
    ( I was having a very good time after her years of sexually teasing me.) I was also enjoying looking at her hot body as she was masturbating. She was built like our real mom , with nice tits and a good figure. She was now hornier that I’d ever seen her. I laid down next to her and continued.

    I don’t know what kept me from cuming in Stella right away, I think is was too intense. She pulled me deeper and deeper in her until I was touching bottom. Now she began to shake and squirm hard. We were like a smooth fucking machine We blended together as one and her legs came up and held me tight in her. She began to moan out of control right in my ear. “oh …oh…oh god….Oh god…OHhhhhh!.”
    She felt me shoot my first shot in her. She made groaning noises as her face got red and she shook hard. She moaned and climaxed so beautiful in my arms, it made me shoot harder and harder in her. We locked up and trembled. My dick and balls hurt from the strain. I couldn’t get air from her holding me so tight.
    —–
    I looked right in sis’s eyes. She was also red in the face and trembling, she burst out a moan and orgasmed while staring me in the eyes. I watched her keep fingering her pussy as she had gushed a little on her night gown. I leaned on my elbow and just watched her tremble and orgasm.
    I had wanked many times thinking about her and I fucking wildly. Now I got to watch her orgasm right in front of me. I reached out and rubbed her arm. She jumped and scooted close to me, still rubbing her pussy. I let my fingers tease her neck and wander close to her nice tits. I watched her slowly close her eyes. I played with her like a new toy. Slowly my hand felt her tits and big firm nipples. I slowly opened the front of her night gown. She was going for another orgasm with both of her hands working her pussy.

    I said: “Stella doesn’t need you knowing about her and I…ok?….and she doesn’t need to know anything about what you and I do either…right?…so let’s just keep all this between you and I. “ She nodded her head, still playing with her pussy. I said: “She will be home anytime now, but tomorrow she’ll be at work, and you and I can…well..” I leaned down and kissed her tits gently as she moaned and shivered again….she was now gasping for breath. I had to cum right now, and quick before Stella came home. I took down my pants, finally let my boner out and began to wank right beside sis. Now she could watch me cum like I watched her orgasm. I watched her hands masturbate her pussy as I went into a fantasy about me fucking her. Her eyes were locked on my boner as I stroked it faster and faster. She began to moan and tremble waiting for me to cum. I couldn’t hold it back anymore and shot a huge stream up in the air. I moaned and my body jerked out of control. My second shot was met by her hand above the end of my boner, feeling me shoot. That made me shoot harder and more. She began to squirt as her body jumped and squirmed. We both rolled towards each other and I shot cum on her pussy as she squirted on me. Shot and then squirt over and over. We both couldn’t believe it was happening. My body was acting on it own as was hers. She held my boner as I pushed it to touch her pubic hairs. I splattered more cum on her as she dribbled another squirt. We were both stunned.
    It was the first and the best dual wanks for us….ever
    ——–
    This changed everything.
    We wanted to fuck each other so bad we trembled. We held each others faces and both whispered the same word: (“…tonight”).
    ———————
    Linda thought…..
    Oh damn!!….I’ve just had my mind taken to euphoria land…..He can fuck me anytime he wants……he shoots more and harder than any man I’ve every been with. I love it when a man gets this excited over me.
    ….…he finally got excited enough to want to have sex with me. We could have been fucking for a long time now, but he was just afraid of liking to fuck me to much. I knew he wanted to, all this time, I just had to tease him enough to go for it. He’s been fucking Stella, and not me. Tonight I’ll give him the fuck of his life. I’ve fucked a lot of guys and I know how to make him cum so hard, his balls will explode. I need a good fuck until the next guy comes along, and he’ll be my fuck buddy from now on. Damn his cock has grown from when I use to see it when he was little. I wonder what age he started wanking thinking about me. I’ll ask him, he’ll tell me anything I want to know now.
    Damn, the little shit sure knows how to make me hot. I’ll own him and have him get me hot anytime I want him too. I bet he’s never eaten a pussy, I teach him plenty. He’ll be my little sex slave and make me climax good. I bet he’s never had a blow job. I’ll suck his cock so good, he’ll beg me to do it some more.
    Seeing him and her fucking like crazy was the best thing that could ever happen. If he thinks she is good in bed, wait till I get a hold of him and fuck his boner crazy.
    ———-

    Sonny…..
    Stella snuggled up to me on the couch. Sis watched T.V. with us. When sis went the kitchen Stella whispered: (“…can you come to my room tonight?…I need you.”) I didn’t reply as sis came back in the room. When Stella went to the bathroom I quick told sis ’not tonight’, I have to go please her tonight. She whispered: (“..you can’t do this to me! Make me this hot and not show up!”) I said: (“…you can think about me when you wank tonight.”)
    She glared at me….She was not pleased about that.

    It was decision point for her.

    If she told Stella that she saw her and I having sex. Stella would be horrified and no more sex for me, but no more sex for sis from me…or

    ….she could keep quiet and let Stella and I fuck and I’d fuck sis too.

    She must have decided to keep quiet.
    I decided to have sex with them both….maybe both in one night…..that idea go me real hot…

    I went and got two glasses of wine. One for Stella and…one for me. None for sis. Stella smiled and started drinking hers down. When she wasn’t looking I kept adding a little of mine to her glass. Now she had 1 and ¾ glass in her. I got her another and did the same thing. Sis watched all this. When Stella went to pee, I whispered to sis: (“…change in plans, I’ll see ya later.”) She smiled big and pinched me on the ass. She whispered back: (…“two glasses of wine will knock her out. Three and you might want to fuck her quick before she passes out.”) I smiled and sat back down. Sis got up and flashed me her nice tits, then wiggled her ass to her room.
    Stella came back and asked quietly: “Did she finally go to bed….good….let’s go to my bedroom.”
    We quietly went up stairs and into her bedroom. She grabbed me instantly and the duel feel up began. We began undressing each other, feeling us all the way. She loved it when I slowly took her clothes off. She moaned quietly as my hands rubbed over her tits, ass and slid down over her pussy. I peeled off each item, kissing, licking and squeezing everything. She seemed extra horny tonight. She dropped to her knees and licked my boner, getting it all wet. She sure knew how to get me hot. I held her head and face fucked her a while. She gasp for air at times and licked all around my balls. I pulled her up and laid her on the bed all hot and naked. I rolled her over and pulled her ass up in the air. I started licking her hot pussy from behind. She was very wet and squirmed and moaned. I mounted her and reached around and fingered her clit. She squealed quietly and pushed back, as my cock slid in her pussy. I teased her with my slow moving cock. She wasn’t in the mood to wait and started rocking back on my cock and moaning. Both her hands took over rubbing her clit from my hand as I went for her nipples and rolled them firm. I loved to hear her moan in pulses….oh…oh…oh god…oh jezzzzzzz….oh yes…oh… oh.

    Downstairs in sis’s room, she listened at the vent…
    ‘…they must have always fucked when I wasn’t around or at 3 in the morning when I was asleep. I can hear real good here at the bathroom vent. Damn, he’s got her moaning good….

    Her mind drifted and the memories flashed back as she whispered to herself.….’dad can make me moan like that…… I need to call him and see when his girlfriend will be gone again.’…..

    Hurry up Sonny, and then come and get the fuck you’ve wanked about for so long. My pussy is already wet and waiting for a hot fuck.
    ————–
    Sonny…..
    Stella was building up to a climax fast. She liked this doggy style for the first time. I massaged her tits and nipples as she started to shake and moan out….she pushed her pussy back firm and moaned loud. She started climaxed hard. Her whole body shook and she said: “Oh yes!… Sonny, don’t stop!” I shot a big loads in her as she felt it and moaned loud again. She started fucking faster and groaning as I shot more cum in her. Her hand rubbed her clit as she yelled out…”OH YES! SONNY!!!..OH…Oh…oh…, and dropped down fully on her shoulders. She quietly kept moaning over and over.
    She was now going weak and breathing hard. Her knees sank down as she was now down flat….she was completely spent……
    ———-
    I went in my room and went to bed.

    It was about an hour later when I felt my sister crawling in bed with me. She was all excited and horny. She went down under the covers and I felt her jacking my cock. Then I felt the wonderful feeling of warm wet lips going over my ready boner. I got rock hard and moaned a little. I felt her taking off her night gown. She crawled in top of me and stuck my boner in her wet pussy. My hands came up and felt her warm tits. She held my hands and guided them all around her tits and nipples. She rocked on my boner, driving it deep in her. She then leaned over and whispered out of breath: (“..you’re…. the hottest brother….. a girl…. could ever have..”) Damn, she knew how to fuck good. She worked my boner in her and the next thing I new her tongue was licking at my lips. She rammed her tongue in my mouth and moaned as she started fucking me faster. I wrapped my legs around hers and my hands felt around her tits. This girl I had wanked so many times thinking about, was now on top of me, fucking me so good. I got so turned on I pushed my cock deep in her with each stroke. This made her more excited and we began our first fuck and It was going to be a heavenly one. She started pulling my hair as I squeezed her tits and her hard nipples. Our bodies started making a slapping noise as my cock was getting ready for a mega shoot. We hit it just right and my cum shot in her as she climaxed and shook. I think we got loud with our moans, we could care less. My cock was shooting wildly as her pussy worked it’s magic on my boner. Her pussy could somehow squeeze my boner all over as she moaned and squirmed. Our minds left us and euphoria took over. We were locked together in our arms tight. I pumped every last shot of cum I had in her. We lay twitching for a long time.
    We agreed later, we had just had the best fuck of our lives and we were still in shock.
    ————–
    Dad changes girlfriends every few months.
    Now, myself, my sister and Stella all sleep together in Stella’s big bed, or wherever we end up. My dad, when he sleeps here, always sleeps downstairs in the den with the door closed.

    He says the noise from our upstairs bedrooms keeps him awake….


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  • Sisters in Slavery Chapter Six

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    Sorry about the wait I had to do three rewrites before I got the story to flow.

    Chapter Six


    Author’s note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters as under eighteen years of age despite the obvious sexual naivety of the main characters. Also this story also features themes of rape, slavery, bestiality, and incest. It is intended as fantasy and nothing else. If you do not like such stories STOP reading now. Also don’t fill up the comments section with posts about how sick the individuals in the story are or about the people who read or write this style of story. For those looking to take some enjoyment out this tale enjoy yourselves.


    Do to the confusing nature of having two sets of twin sisters with numbers instead of names I’ve come up with the system below to help readers keep track of which characters are being referenced.


    Brothel Whores 3567-A and 3567-B when together will be simply referred to as the sisters.


    Brothel Whores 3569-A and 3569-B when together will be referred to simply as the twins.


    Also thanks to the graphic novels of Erenisch, Roberts, and Fernando along with the stories of others for providing the inspiration I needed to get past the writers block that had plagued me.


    Brothel Whore 3567-B woke to some one banging on the cage she had been locked in. Looking around quickly she saw Madam 3613 walking down the line of cages waking all of the other Brothel Whores. Stretching as best as she could in the small cage Brothel Whore 3567-B looked at her sister in the next cage. Even though they had only been at the brothel for a couple of weeks Brothel Whore 3567-B missed being able to hold her sister as they slept. Still sleeping in the cages was still preferable to how they had spent their first few nights in the brothel.


    After all even these two by two by three foot cages were a luxury suite compared to the pillaries they were locked in during that time. Thinking back to that experience Brothel Whore 3567-B was truly thankful she was so complaint, attractive, young, and skilled in pleasuring the customers and didn’t have to spend her life locked in those things like the uncomplaint, uglier, older, and unskilled slaves. Thankfully after a while in the stocks those slaves’ minds were so far gone that they really didn’t suffer to much. Even so she wouldn’t wish that fate on anyone let alone themselves so this threat would motivate her and her sister to preform their duties to the utmost of their abilities.


    Now Brothel Whore 3567-B was fully aware that was why they were subjected to the experience in the first place. That was to brutally quash any thoughts of defiance and resistance to the orders of the madams and customers. Sure both sisters still feared whippings and other forms of torture. Yet the thought of being put back in the pillaries would make all almost any slave comply to any order.


    Thankfully aside from servicing a few customers with torture and scat fetishes none of the orders were that extreme for the sisters. Plus any torture was limited to being extremely painful and not permanently damaging to the bodies of the slaves. Even limited it still wasn’t a pleasant experience.


    Brothel Whore 3567-B didn’t have much more time to dwell on those thoughts as Madam 3613 returned and unlocked her cage. Despite the limited time they had to prepare themselves Brothel Whore 3567-B knew better than to crawl from her cage until her sister’s was unlocked also. During the completion of their training at the facility both the sisters and twins had been trained to preform every task in perfect synchronisation from talking to performing various sex acts that allowed it. Though there were still many occasions where they were allowed to be individuals. Just this wasn’t one of them as Brothel Whore 3567-A’s cage was finally unlocked and the sisters were finally able to crawl from their confinement.


    Soon all of the other slaves were out of their cages and they were joined by the other madams and their personal slaves. That was the position Brothel Whore 3567-B and her sister truly envied. Sure the personal slaves of the madams still serviced the customers but they were also the best treated of the slaves next to the madams themselves.


    They weren’t locked in the cages or made to service the desires of the creepier and or cruel customers. Basically as long as they kept the desires of the madam they served satisfied they lived a comfortable existence within the brothel. Granted that comfortable existence was still dependent on the madams who were also slaves like the rest of them. After all it was a fact of life for all slaves they could be demoted, solid, or even killed anytime the mood struck their owner.


    Even with with that possibility all of the brothel whores desired this status. Unfortunately for both the sisters and the twins they weren’t allowed to achieve this position within the brothel hierarchy. This was do to a rule that said madams were only allowed one personal slave. Along with their owner’s decree saying the siblings couldn’t be split up beyond being locked in cages next to one another. That and the fact with exception of Madam 3613 the others seamed to despise both sets of siblings for some reason.


    This has proven to be a problem for the four of them since their arrival at the brothel. From being the ones that were singled out for the most degrading duties and servicing some of the more dreaded customers. Then given the twins repulsion to bestiality made the canine shows they had to preform a living hell. The sisters weren’t spared from these spectacles either. Though it wasn’t an issue for them since they actually liked servicing the dogs and took to exhibitionism naturally. Yet the twins’ hangups about being fucked by dogs was worrying the sisters.


    During their last show the twins became totally unresponsive after the dogs finished with them and the sisters had to take over their duties for the rest of the night. This included the twins’ encore performance with the dogs and and adding the twins’ quota for serviced customers to their own. They had pleaded for mercy for the twins before the sisters had taken their place. They even spent several hours pleasuring the “Head Madam” the next day in the vain hope they would be shown some mercy. About the only thing that the sisters refused to do was to take the twins’ places locked in the pillaries. The sisters hoped that after spending the last two days being ruthlessly and repeatedly fucked in their mouths, pussies, and asses the twins would be finally broken of these hangups. Otherwise they may never be released from their bondage.


    Brothel Whore 3567-B decided to try explaining this to them this morning as they cleaned and fed the twins. They hadn’t been allowed to talk to them the first day but after they had pleaded with the madams to be allowed to give instructions to the twins they’ve been seeing signs of some improvement. For example after the brothel closed yesterday the twins begged to be allowed to pleasure the madams without being released from the stocks. They even referred to themselves by their current classification of “Chain Bang Bitches”. Brothel Whore 3567-B could only hope that the twins were finally accepting the fact that they were and would always be sex slaves.


    If only the two of them had truly recognized this most basic fact the four of them wouldn’t have been sent to the brothel in the first place. The twins could’ve had a good life as the personal slaves of Sapphire. However since they couldn’t get past their taboos about participating in acts of bestiality they lost that opportunity. This had also had cost the sisters their place as Master Robert Sanders’ personal slaves/ artwork since they were supposed to insure the twins were properly trained before they left the facility.


    The sisters had tried so hard to get the twins past that before the were packaged for shipment. Yet while the twins could willingly preform any other duty of a sex slave without hesitation. Every time a dog fucked them they acted like two freshly enslaved girls receiving their first whipping. So instead of going to the master’s home they were shipped to this brothel. Deep down sisters didn’t hold it against the twins. Still it had created some animosity that the twins knew was boiling beneath the surface with the sisters.


    As much as she didn’t like thinking about those days Brothel Whore 3567-B’s thoughts drifted to them as she knelt with her sister at the feet of Madam 3613. They had been given the final test of their proficiency and acceptance of their duties as sexual playthings. While all of the other slaves including the sisters willing subjected themselves to every aspect of the test. The twins however had failed the test when they had unsuccessfully tried to resist the advances of the horny rottweilers they had been locked in with. While not a failure by the facility’s standards it was to their owner’s and this insured they ended up here.


    While they had been told how the organization’s brothel system worked early in their training. It wasn’t until they arrived in one that the implications hit them. For example the customers weren’t men that just walked in of the street as one would suspect but men and even a few women who paid a monthly membership fee to be able to use the brothel’s merchandise. These people had to comply with the rules regarding the usage and treatment of the merchandise including being tested for STDs.


    Now the rules about treatment and usage varied between brothels and the different classifications of the slaves. For instance the most heavily used of the slaves were the “Chain Bang Bitches”. With exception of newer slaves required to serve this rule upon arrival they were older, less attractive, unskilled, and defiant slaves. They were kept locked in pillaries as the customers used their helpless bodies in mass. Now there was only about four or five full-time “Chain Bang Bitches” at this particular brothel and with one exception they were older slaves. Strangely enough they were all still attractive women and from what the sisters had seen vary complaint. Unlike the one younger of the group that was definitely there because of her defiant behavior.


    Besides the twins there were two other slaves secured in the stocks temporarily as punishment. These slaves had repeatedly given unsatisfactory performances to the customers. Just like the twins this was these twos last warning. If their sexual skills didn’t improve drastically they were going to be sent somewhere even more unpleasant.


    While the second class of slave was the one the sisters fell into the “Brothel Whores”. These slaves were kept on display in various submissive and sexy poses in the main foyer of the brothel on small platforms. They were forbidden from moving once on display until a customer had selected them. From there the slaves was either lead to a waiting room to service the customer or more often used right there on the platform. Now once the customer finished with them the slave was usually instantly put back on display.


    There was exceptions for more popular and slaves with more seniority were allowed to rest and clean themselves after they were used. However the others weren’t allowed to clean themselves until just before they went back on display the next day. These slaves would in many cases have the semen of a half-dozen customers coating their bodies and leaking from their orifices by the end of a shift. Unfortunately the sisters also were kept in this category by the madams’ contempt of them. Even now Brothel Whore 3567-B could feel the dried cum from last night’s customers on her inner thighs.


    Also the more popular and senior slaves were allowed to wear skimpy lingerie much like the sisters had worn for the auction. While save for stockings and high heels the rest of the slaves were kept naked. Yet again there were exceptions since all “Brothel Whores” could earn that privilege. However most chose to remain naked since damaging or staining their lingerie could result in severe punishment.


    Now within this class was also the personal slaves of the madams. These slaves had been selected by the madams primarily for their looks and skill at pleasuring their lesbian overseers. For this servitude they also received the privileges that were envied by all of the other slaves. Instead of being locked in cages each night they were allowed to sleep in a dog bed at the foot of the madams’ beds or in a few cases in the beds themselves. They also were given better food and were allowed to be pleasured by any of the other slaves whenever they wanted save for the madams.


    Finally there was the “Madams” they were the highest ranking amongst the slaves within the brothel. They oversaw every aspect of the operation of the establishment. As such nothing happened in the brothel that wasn’t approved by the madams. From the upkeep of the slaves to what sex acts particular slaves had to preform to administering punishment to disobedient slaves. They even had some say in which customers could use which slaves and what services the slaves could provide. It was the madams that would lead the other slaves to the rooms to service the customers.


    Now there was also a ranking system amongst them starting with the “Head Madam” who had almost absolute power over all the other slaves including the other madams. She was the one that handled the payment of membership fees and all payments for any extra services the customers wanted from the slaves. For this reason alone she was the one that greeted every customer as they entered and oversaw the selection of the slaves.


    While all the madams wore teddies with built in garter-belts, matching stockings, and high heels she was the only one allowed to wear black. Though like every slave there she wasn’t allowed to wear panties. Also like the other high ranking madams she wore a transparent lace robe as a symbol of her rank. While all of the madams still had to service the customers her services were reserved for select customers and there was stringent limitations on the acts she would preform. For example any of the other madams could be tortured for the entertainment of the customers except her. She was also the only slave in the brothel excluded from taking part in the bestiality shows put on several times a month.


    The next highest ranking of the madams were the “Enforcers” or referred to by the lesser slaves and madams as “Reds” for the red teddies they wore. As their primary name implies it was these madams that enforced all of the brothel’s rules and dealt out all punishments. The three of them answered directly to the “Head Madam” and insured her every order was obeyed without question. Other than the “Head Madam” they were the only madams allowed to wear robes. Though the same as the “Head Madam” they were forbidden from tying them closed so their red teddies would be on view for the customers.


    It was also the “Enforcers” that would lead the other slaves on leashes to service the customers. They were also the ones that brutality insured that the customers were completely satisfied with the services of the slaves. Even the most basic infraction or unsatisfactory performance real or imagined was almost immediately met with painful consequences under their watch. For this reason alone all of the slaves within the brothel lived in fear of them.


    Finally there was the remaining five madams. They were the lowest ranking within the group and had the title of “Brothel Madam” or “Pinks” for the pink teddies they wore. “Brothel Madams” were the ones that directly saw to the upkeep of the brothel and the slaves. It was them that made sure the brothel was cleaned and the slaves were fed and put on display. Like their superiors “Brothel Madams” have complete control over the bodies of the lesser slaves. Mind you control they take great advantage of whenever the opportunity or desire strikes them to be pleasured. Though with exception of when requested by customer’s they cannot administer punishment to the slaves. For when these instances are required they bring in the “Enforcers”


    While their tasks were the more menial like waking and releasing the slaves from their cages. They were the ones that had the most contact with the slaves. It was the “Brothel Madams” that supervised the slaves as they went about their none sexual duties of cleaning the brothel and preparing meals and so on. They were also the ones that watched the slaves for signs of abuse from the customers and other slaves. For this reason alone the “Brothel Madams” were the most respected and liked of the madams.


    Many of the lesser slaves would go out their way to see that the “Brothel Madams” were kept happy and sexually satisfied so they could receive favored status amongst the slaves. This would get them the easier chores and they were watched closer for signs of abuse and fatigue while serving the customers. It is also the “Brothel Madams” that are the ones that treat their personal slaves the best. While the “Enforcers were trained since their enslavement as mistresses “Brothel Madams” almost always started as regular “Brothel Whores” and worked their way up.


    Though the only exception to this that Brothel Whore 3567-B could see was Madam 3613. She had shown an amplitude towards dominating other slaves at the facility and had undergone basic training as a mistress. Once they arrived at the brothel she was immediately made a madam. Though while she was ranked as a “Brothel Madam” she didn’t have many of the same privileges. This included not being allowed her own personal slave and limited sexual use of the lesser slaves. Though she was the only one of the “Brothel Madams” that had limited authority to administer punishments as she saw fit. She also differed from the other five “Brothel Madams” by the light teal green teddy she wore.


    Despite her limited power Madam 3613 was still equally respected the same as her counterparts. Though since their arrival she had to keep her distance emotionally and physical from the sisters and the twins. Apparently to maintain her position she wasn’t allowed to give the four siblings any preferential treatment regardless of their history.


    Now there was rumors that she was being groomed by the “Head Madam” to replace one of the “Enforcers”. However given their history the sisters didn’t believe them. Regardless of the rumors the sisters did see that Madam 3613 spent a lot of time with the “Head Madam” . Though from what they saw it was more akin to being a personal slave then as a possible replacement for one of the “Enforcers”. After all it wasn’t uncommon to find Madam 3613 kneeling between the “Head Madam’s” legs licking her pussy. In fact some days Madam 3613 would spend hours on end in the “Head Madam’s” office doing her work for her when she wasn’t on her knees pleasuring the “Head Madam”.


    What none of the slaves including all of the madams in the brothel knew was that the rumors were partially true. Though it wasn’t one of the “Enforcers” Madam 3613 was going to be replacing but the “Head Madam” herself. Apparently the “Head Madam” had run afoul of the owner. In a few weeks or even days the “Head Madam” would find herself reduced to a “Chain Bang Bitch” before being sold as a “Kennel Bitch”. Though that would be after she preformed on stage most of the duties she’d been exempted from.


    Now there was one other group within the brothel that were not slaves. These were the security for the brothel and served as bouncers when the brothel was open. They were highly paid and extremely loyal to the brothel’s owner. Their loyalty was insured by their pay and the fact they had unlimited use of the bodies of almost all of the slaves within the brothel with exception of business hours. Though they did regularly take part in customers requests for gang rape fantasies. No slave except the “Head Madam” could refuse to service them and they were biding their time until she was available for their sexual gratification.


    Now the brothel itself was in a large mansion outside of a major city. It was part of a large walled estate that consisted of the manor house with a built-in gymnasium, a indoor and outdoor pool along with a few outbuildings. Now what was outside the manor wasn’t really known to the sisters other then what they had seen the few times they’d been able to look out of windows. Still they could tell the pool was quite impressive complete with tropical foliage surrounding it and a stone waterfall.


    However it was the inside of the mansion that the sisters knew the best. While it wasn’t one of those massive one’s the super rich and celebrities lived in it was still quite large. Taking at least acre itself maybe even two. It was two stories tall with over fifty rooms. Most of these rooms were six foot by eight foot and were only furnished with a bed. Though there were several rooms furnished according to several prominent sexual fantasies.


    There were rooms set up for slumber party and daddy fantasies as well as several larger rooms for schoolgirl and cheerleader fantasies. Though most rooms consisted of just a bed every room had provisions for bdsm in them. That way regardless of the fantasy the slave was fulfilling she could still be bound and tortured as the customer desired. Even the locker room showers for the cheerleader fantasies could be converted in a moment’s notice to string up a half-dozen struggling slave girls if a customer desired it.


    Now the first room anyone saw was the foyer. As it was mentioned before this large circular room was where the slaves were put on display for the customers. The slaves’ pedestals lined the perimeter of the foyer with a large central pedestal for the slaves to service customers in the foyer itself. While the display pedestals were padded two foot tall by two foot wide cylindrical stands only capable of holding a single kneeling slave the central pedestal was way bigger. It at least fifteen foot wide it allowed multiple slaves to service multiple customers at the same time. –


    Surrounding the central pedestal was the pillaries of the “Chain Bang Bitches”. While some were facing the central pedestal and others facing the slaves’ pedestals. This was so regardless of their location the “Brothel Whores” had an excellent view of the suffering of the “Chain Bang Bitches”. Though this wasn’t the only factor in the foyer meant to humiliate the slaves and entertain the customers. Lining the walls and set up in a ring above the central pedestal were televisions showing the use of the slaves in the other rooms past and present.


    Now there were several doorways along the sides of the foyer. From the main entryway directly across from the main staircase to doors that accessed the largest rooms within the brothel. The one that terrified the slaves the most was the theater. This is where the slaves were made to preform in various shows for the entertainment of the customers. These shows ranged from torture sessions to the before mentioned bestiality shows.


    These performances served two purposes to draw customers to the brothel and work up their libidos. This stimulation combined with the complimentary viagras handed out at the door always resulted in a long and strenuous night for the slaves. It wasn’t uncommon for the madams to have to drag the unconscious bodies of the slaves back to their cages after this arduous use by the customers.


    Now these were just the rooms the customers saw. There were several devoted just to the slaves. Though for the majority of them it was the basement that they saw the most of. This is where all of the brothel whores were kept caged up. It was also where they ate their meals and pretty much lived their lives when they weren’t servicing the customers.


    Besides servicing customers there were only two times the slaves where allowed out of the basement. The first was was for exercise sessions in the gym. Like everything in the life of a slave girl these could be quite trying most of the times and pure torture the rest of the time. The last time they were allowed upstairs was cleaning the brothel. It was for this task the sisters were currently getting ready for.


    An hour after they’d been freed from their cages the sisters had showered been fed and pleasured two of the bouncers. Now they were washing down the bodies of the twins while many of the other slaves were cleaning the various bodily fluids coating the floor and pedestals throughout the foyer. This was an especially unpleasant task today. Since several customers had decided to piss all over several of the “Chain Bang Bitches” including the twins.


    While they weren’t certain the sisters felt the twins should finally be receptive to the message they were about to give. Still they decided to wait until after they had fed the twins before they gave it. As objectionable as the twins were likely to be to what the sisters were suggesting. It would still be preferable to the intolerable conditions they now lived with.


    The sisters’ could tell their guess was correct when the buckets of gruel were set in front of the twins. As the twins began to weep worse than they ever had with the dogs. The sisters began working the feeding tubes into each of the twins’ throats. Next the sisters pushed in the plunger of the large syringes they attached to the feeding tubes and injected the gruel directly down the twins’ throats. From their own experience of being fed this way the sisters knew what the twins were going through.


    After the first injection they would still be hungry. Yet the unnatural experience of being fed this way would make them not want a second injection. So when the sisters started refilling the syringes the looks of terror on the twins’ faces were understandable. This turned to panic when the sisters brought the syringes up to the feeding tubes. After they pushed the plungers down again each of the sisters whispered the following message to the twins.


    “You two WILL beg the madams to be locked in with the dogs. You WILL beg to do this so you may better satisfy the desires of the customers. You WILL also beg to do this during the time you are not being used by the customers. You do not need to like but you WILL do it. Or the next time we feed you we MAY mistake the gruel bucket for your enema pans. DO you two understand?”


    While they knew the twins couldn’t answer verbally with the feeding tubes down their throats so they really weren’t expecting an answer. Yet as the twins frantically shook their heads up and down they knew their message had gotten through. They hated being this cruel to them it was better than the twins becoming permanent fixtures in the foyer or worse the stars of a snuff film.


    As the feeding tubes were removed and the twins faces were wiped clean they stared at the sisters with looks of horror on their faces. The sisters played to the terror the twins felt as they each grabbed hold off one of the twins faces. They then forced each of the twins to look them in the face as they glared at them. They hoped that the twins wouldn’t see through the fake expressions of anger on their faces as they picked up the buckets and walked away.


    Part of them longed to comfort the twins as they wept but the sisters knew that they had to be tough if this plan was to work. Even as they walked up the stairs they had fight the urge to look back. This battle was quickly won once they got to the top of the stairs and were quickly put to work cleaning the slumber party room.


    The sisters had watched the activities in this room while getting ass fucked last night. However they were shocked by the mess left behind. Tattered lingerie and sex toys were strewn throughout the room. Even now they could remember the screams of the slaves as what started as a slumber party lesbian scene turned into a brutal gang rape. The three slaves had been told they would be doing a lesbian three-some before being joined by a couple of customers who they would then gently pleasure. What the slaves hadn’t been told was it was actually two customers plus seven of the bouncers and there was going to be nothing gentle able what ensued.


    As Brothel Whore 3567-B picked up a dildo she remembered the screams of the petite redheaded slave as it was shoved up her ass. Next the dildo was the remains of the cute blonde’s baby doll lingerie. They had watched as it was ripped from her body before she was dragged kicking and screaming back to the bed by her long hair. Then there were the cum stained sheets on the bed. They reminded the sister of the sobbing brunette getting triple penetrated. Then there was the puddles of cum in the corner. That was where the three slaves were left cowering in each other’s arms when the customers finished with them.


    Pushing these images aside the sisters set about their tasks. First all the sex toys were gathered up to be cleaned then the remains of the lingerie was thrown away. Followed by the dirty sheets and blanket being pulled from the bed to be washed. Once that was taken care of the sisters scrubbed down the room. They were on their hands and knees wiping up the cum puddles when the shadow of someone in the doorway fell over them.


    Quickly looking over their shoulders the sisters saw two of the bouncers stroking their cocks as they entered the room. The sisters had hoped they only wanted blow jobs when they first saw them. However when the men knelt behind them the sisters knew they were getting fucked. This attention wasn’t welcomed by the sisters. Since they each had serviced five customers last night and thanks to fucking viagra they both had two customers come back for seconds.


    Though as sore was they were they knew they didn’t have a choice. As they felt the shafts slip past their tinder pussy lips they lowered their upper bodies to the floor until they were resting on their breasts. Thankfully given their conditioning and all of the stimulus they where exposed to their pussies were constantly wet. Still as the shafts plowed in and out of their pussies they buried their heads in their arms and wept.


    Though this was more to express their shame for being used this way. While they hadn’t been at the brothel that long they had been there long enough to learn the preferences of these two bouncers. They were sadists that couldn’t get off unless the slave was screaming in agony or crying her eyes out. Thankfully they had enough experiences to draw on that they could cry on command. They figured if they put on a convincing show of being raped hopefully the men would finish with them quicker.


    So to aid in the performance the sisters started to plea for them to stop. The sisters were rewarded for this with their asses being slapped and getting their hair pulled as the ferocity of the thrusting increased. With their hair being pulled sisters sobbing and pleading increased which in turn causing the men to fuck them even harder. Until finally the sisters were pulled fully upright by their hair. As they screamed from the pain they felt the cocks impaling them erupt filling their wombs and pussies with cum.


    As much as it hurt the sisters let their bodies go limp as the men pulled their softening cocks from their pussies. They were still being held up by their hair as the men stood up and made the sisters lick their cocks clean. Only then did they release the sisters’ hair allowing them to collapse into sobbing heaps on the floor. They would remain like this until the men left the room.


    Only once they left did the sisters finally end their performance and get back to work cleaning the room as quickly as they could. As unpleasant as that experience was it could still become worse. After all the sisters didn’t want to receive a whipping for falling behind schedule because of it. So besides a quick prayer no more bouncers showed up and not bothering to wipe up the cum leaking from their pussies the sisters went on as if nothing happened.


    They had just about finished cleaning when they heard someone knock on the door frame. While initially surprised the sisters immediately relaxed as they quickly realized it was just a fellow slave. After all the bouncers and madams don’t knock before entering a room. Looking to see who had entered and saw the redhead from last night with the cleaned bedding and sex toys. The sisters were kind of happy to see her in particular for they had only been used in this room once before and didn’t know where everything was supposed to go.


    So after asking for her help the sisters and Brothel Whore 2382-B3 got work putting the sex toys in their various hiding places. As they worked the sisters were plagued by a question they have wanted to ask this slave for a while now. While they were sure they had never met her before they got to the brothel. There was still something very familiar about her identification number.


    With no subtle way of asking they just came out with the question. Given this slave was vary withdrawn around the others they hoped she would answer. They had almost expected her to be to embarrassed to answer. However she took on a look of puzzlement as she answered with her own question.


    “How can two second generation slaves not know how the slave classification numbers work?”


    Now they were really confused. What did she mean by they were second generation slaves? They were captured and enslaved by their stepmother Mistress 3567. So why would this slave think they were born as slaves? Their own puzzlement didn’t go unnoticed as she asked them another question.


    “Are you second generation slaves?”


    The sisters shook their heads no and told her about how they were enslaved by their stepmother after their father died. They also told how they had been trained along side the twins and Madam 3613. The only thing they didn’t mention was the part about them and the twins failing to meet the standards of Master Robert Sanders and how they ended up here.


    She quickly apologized for the misunderstanding and told them how she had heard that the classification system wasn’t explained to first generation slaves but their own classification numbers had thrown her off. She told them how the Letters signify which one of them was the older of the two and since their stepmother was already a slave they took on her identification number. While her own identification number came from her grandmother and the B signified her mother was the second born child of her grandmother. Meanwhile the 3 that followed the B signified she was born from her mother’s third breeding.


    She then told how immediately after she was born she was taken from her mother. She was then placed in a orphanage where she grew up. While they raised all the girls to have submissive traits the whole truth wasn’t known to her until she reached enslavement age. That was when she was told her family history and how the whole slave breeding system worked. That was also when she was sent off for her own slave training before being sent to the brothel three months ago.


    As for why her identification number was so familiar to them she didn’t know. Maybe they met one of her sisters or cousins who were also slaves. As to which one She also didn’t know with the exception of one cousin she’d never met any of them. While as a child she always wondered if she had relatives now that she was a slave she hated thinking about it. After all given how she was suffering she didn’t want the thoughts of how her family was also suffering.


    Though that mindset also caused her to be plagued by feelings of guilt for abandoning her family to that fate. While she knew there was nothing she could do about it part of wished she could help them somehow. Though the way her cousin was treated by her owner was some comfort. She was a “Pleasure Maid” and her owner had somehow tracked her down in this brothel and brought the two of them together for an incestuous lesbian show. Now about once or twice a month he’ll bring her so they can be together. The last time being the day before the sisters arrived.


    The sisters were horrified by the part of the story where she told how she became a slave. Though it did make them remember something they had heard at the facility and overlooked at the time. It was the day they were marked with with their identification tattoos. Just before the twins got their piercings the Tattoo Master had made a comment about the twins’ mother being a breeder. Then there was how the twins had said the last time they saw their mother in the kennels they were certain she was pregnant.


    Based on what Brothel Whore 2383-B2 had just told them the twins’ mother Kennel Bitch 3569 wasn’t just a sex toy of the dogs but also breeding stock for the organization. This made them wonder if the mothers of the other girls enslaved the same time as the sisters suffered this same fate. While Brothel Whore 3567-B remembered one of the mothers was trained along side her daughter the others were made into Kennel Bitches.


    Seeing that Brothel Whore 3567-B seamed to be bothered by something Brothel Whore 2382-B3 asked about. Not thinking about the effects it would have on her sister let alone herself Brothel Whore 3567-B told about what she just realized about the twins’ mother and the other mothers at the facility. Even as her sister gasped Brothel Whore 3567-B saw Brothel Whore 2382-B2 nodding her head before she said that was more in likely the case.


    From what Brothel Whore 2382-B2 knew while mother and daughter slave sets were highly desired a lot of the mothers enslaved did end up as breeding stock. On top of that if Kennel Bitch 3569 had already produce one set of twin daughters then it was highly likely she’d produce more sets. This information was more disturbing than anything else the sisters had been told since their enslavement. Especially considering the implications it had on their own lives.


    Brothel Whore 2382-2382-B2 totally understood what the sisters were going through. She had the same realization herself when she found out. Though she also knew that the sisters didn’t know the full horror yet. She struggled with trying to decide if she should tell them the rest or if they were better off not knowing. Finally she decided they had the right to know.


    As the sisters left the room a little while later they were still visibly shaken by what they were told. They had also made Brothel Whore 2382-B2 promise not to tell the twins. While Brothel Whore 2382-B2 felt they also had a right to know she agreed with the sisters’ reasoning on the issue. Besides right now her biggest concern was getting her chores done anyway. She still had more cleaned sex toys and bondage equipment that needed returned to the various rooms in the brothel.


    While the sisters had been horrified by what Brothel Whore 2382-B2 had told them they decided to help her finish her chores. After all she didn’t have to help them with theirs let alone tell them the information she did. Granted as disturbing and terrifying was being told the mandated slave birthing requirements she also gave them some good news.


    Apparently while they were being used by the bouncers the twins had did as the sisters had told them to. After being released from the stocks they went on to pleasure the “Head Madam” as well as all of the “Reds” before they were taken to the kennels to demonstrate their dedication to pleasuring the customers. The sisters could only pray now the twins were successful in fighting their demons. For the sisters feared this was the twins’ last chance.


    They would have to wait a little while for this answer as they arrived at their final destination The classroom. While it definitely reminded the sisters of the one at the facility it was still different. That one was larger and the locations of things were always changing depending on the days lesson or the slave movie the facility was producing. While humiliating when they first found out about them sisters eventually grew to like doing those. It was making these movies that they learned and practiced their fantasy fulfillment acting skills their lives now depended on.


    Though they did wonder what some of their friends would say and think if they saw some of those movies. Let alone that they were now working in a brothel. The sisters were certain they would be horrified by the whole truth. Yet that didn’t stop them from wondering what their old friends would think about the two naive prudes as they were called were now both porn stars and prostitutes. Combine that with the various sexual activities the sisters have engaged in they were certain their friends would’ve have believed it was really them.


    They quickly decided to push these thoughts aside before they became painful. Even as nice as it was to have thoughts about those times and not be focusing on what they had lost. This would prove problematic however once they were introduced to the two slaves currently cleaning the classroom. As Brothel Whore 3321 and Brothel Whore 3321-A were introduced what Brothel Whore 2382-B2 told them about the classification system came back to them along with the part about mother daughter slave sets.


    Strangely enough these two didn’t act like the sisters expected. Sure the mother was definitely protective of her daughter as well as fearful of their situation but they were still open and friendly towards the sisters like they were all still free women. Though Their training as sex slaves was evident when they each pulled both of the sisters into a passionate kiss while giving the sisters’ asses a groping.


    Brothel Whore 2382-B2 had to laugh at the confused looks on the faces of the sisters as kisses were exchanged between the four slaves. While she hadn’t expected the two of them to be so brazen about it. Brothel Whores 3321 and 3321-A like many of the slaves have expressed their desires to be with the sisters and twins since their arrival. Strangely enough this was also true of Brothel Whore 2382-B2 just her timidness kept her from acting on it like that.


    She was still chuckling as the breathless sisters were finally released from the embrace. While a majority of a Brothel Whore’s life was a series of degradations that left them living in fear but moments like this at least temporary allowed them to feel like free women. Well at least until the sound of a set of high heels entering the room brought their true situation suddenly and sharply back into focus.


    While the sight of Madam 3613 normally didn’t scare the sisters it did the other slaves as they quickly fell to their knees. While it was the sight of the riding crop in her hand that had the sisters on their knees bowing before their former friend. They could only wait for whatever punishment they knew was coming. Strangely enough the sisters hoped that after the punishment they would be allowed to pleasure Madam 3613. While challenging eating her out was a favorite activity of the sisters.


    Sadly they wouldn’t have that privilege for a while but they did get to pleasure her by receiving the punishment Madam 3613 administered to all of them. That is everyone except Brothel Whore 3321-A her punishment was administered by her mother. Apparently the two of them specialized in mother on daughter domination fantasies. As such her mother was to administer all of Brothel Whore 3321-A’s punishments.


    Though their focus at the moment was the lecture Madam 3613 was giving them about how it was the madams that decided the cleaning assignments or how four them had rules about pleasure from lesbianism. Along with a few other things that amounted to them the madams give the orders and them the slave whores followed them. This was intermixed with their shrieks and the four of them thanking her for the punishment so they could better service the customers.


    But during Brothel Whore 3321-A’s punishment the sisters began to understand why mother daughter slave sets were popular. Something about the words ” Thank you mommy for whipping your disobedient slut of a daughter” just made the sisters’ pussies wet. They would stow this information away until later as they listed to what else Madam 3613 had to say.


    Apparently the “Reds” wanted to be the ones to whip the lot of them. However the “Head Madam” was willing to overlook their infractions as long as they received a partial punishment and came up with some ideas about performances they could do for the customers. They were then reminded the more degrading to them the better. Madam 3613 also highly recommended the five of them took an opportunity to thank the “Head Madam” properly for her generosity today.


    A half hour later the five were together in the gym brainstorming ideas on how best to debase themselves and each other. Though giving their workout regiment and the exercise equipment they were strapped to made that difficult at times. For instance the sisters and Brothel Whore 2382-B2 were strapped to exercise bikes pedaling was fast as they could to keep from receiving electronic shocks from the clips hooked up to their nipple and clit piercings. What made it even more difficult was the dildo they had to suck on and the two other dildos reciprocating in and out of their ass holes and pussies. The speed of these dildos was controlled and powered by their own pedaling. So the harder they pedaled the harder they fucked themselves. Now there was one difference between the three of them for some reason Brothel Whore 2382-B2 wasn’t forced to suck on a dildo.


    Brothel Whores 3321 and 3321-A were also on bikes like the others only theirs weren’t controlled by their own pedaling but each others. So basically how hard one pedaled determined how hard the other was fucked. Their’s also differed by the fact the dildos in their mouths also moved in accordance to their pedaling. Now their workout pace and been gradually increased the same as the sisters.


    They also found if more the one of them at a time removed their lips from the dildo between them they all would be shocked. They also would all be shocked if any of them had the dildos out of their mouths to long. The others also had to work harder whenever one of their mouths were free.


    Even so they were able to discuss a lot just there was a lot of slurping, shrieking in pain , and orgasmic moaning mixed in. The discussion first focused on the fantasies each of them specialized in or periodically took part in. For instance Brothel Whore 2382-B2 primary did daddy fantasies do to her youthful appearance. Though this also made her ideal for schoolgirl and cheerleader fantasies.


    Brothel Whores 3321 and 3321-A while available for most fantasies Brothel Whore 3321 had some limitations concerning dominating her daughter. Basically for any sexual act she preformed without her daughter. She had to preform two or three with her and they always tended to be unpleasant for her daughter. But most tended to revolve around her raping her daughter or having her daughter raped.


    This actually gave the sisters the idea of Brothel Whore 3321 letting a dog rape her daughter. Then the whole time Brothel Whore 3321-A is pleading for her not to do it or to make it stop. Of course both Brothel Whores 3321 3321-A were cringing the whole time they told this scenario since they had never done bestiality.


    The sisters on the other hand hadn’t truly specialized in anything at the brothel but they made great schoolgirls and cheerleaders at the facility. They could also be called upon to do maid fantasies. Plus they were trained dog fuckers.


    This made the sisters think up a scene where Brothel Whore 3321 would play the cruel mistress of the house along with her equally cruel daughter Brothel Whore 3321-A. Together they would enslave torment and rape their maids played by the sisters. They would even have the sisters gang raped during the performance. The sisters could even be forced to wear the skimpy maid outfits before they were torn from their bodies during the gang rape.


    Though Brothel Whore 3321-A suggested that at some point she should piss her mother off and find herself in the same position as the sisters as her mother’s sex slave. That way while the sisters are being gang raped she will be pleasuring her mother. Then when the men are done with the sisters her mother would throw her to the mob. Then while she’s being raped she can beg and plead to her mother for mercy.


    It was Brothel Whore 3331 that suggested a final twist. When the men finish with her daughter they turn on her. She’ll them find herself being gang raped only it turns out to be only the beginning. The four sperm covered captives are then tortured forced to preform acts of incest and finally lead away in chains to trained and sold as sex slaves. The scene finally ends with all of them being auctioned off to the highest bidder.


    Brothel Whore 2382-B2 had been struggling to come up with something for herself. Yet she had come up with something to add to the slaves auction. She suggested that the customers could actually take part that way they were actually being auctioned off to the highest bidder. The customers would then get their services for a weekend. She could also be included by playing a daughter being sold off by her father. She could add to the performance by pleading and crying as her own cloths are ripped off before being dragged into the stage to be sold.


    Something about what Brothel Whore 2382-B2 just suggested sounded very familiar to the sisters. Until they remembered the slave auction they already took part in had similar aspects. In fact what she suggested was almost identical to that auction. But how could she know about it? When it happened she was serving in this brothel. Plus they were trained at different training facilities so unless it was actually a standard practice she somehow had to know more about their history then she let on.


    Brothel Whore 2382-B2 on the other hand didn’t understand the puzzled expressions on the faces of the sisters. But a disturbing idea for a scenario for herself just popped in her head. Sadly it was also a scenario that she’d been dreading since arriving at the brothel. Unfortunately it also involved something she had only done once and absolutely hated. Yet she also knew sooner or later it would happen to her here.


    This was especially probable given the sisters’ description of their skill set and their earlier suggestion. Along with the fact this discussion was definitely being monitored made her decide to bite the bullet and get it over with. Still she was hesitant to actually suggest that for herself. After all what if she couldn’t handle it this time. The one time she did do it she was a sobbing wreak and she had seen how that reaction was treated in this brothel. Taking a deep breath she decided what the hell better to get it over with sooner rather than later.


    Brothel Whore 2382-B2 was on the verge of tears as began laying out the scenario. She comes home from school in her little schoolgirl outfit. As she walks into the house she finds her father and his friends drinking beer and watching porn. When they see her in the sexy little outfit something snaps. The next thing she knows her father advances on her.


    Pulling into his arms he begins kissing her while his hands grope her ass. She begins to struggle to escape from him in the process angering him in his drunken state. Finally his anger gets the best him and he slaps her. This sends her spiralling to the floor. As she lands on her stomach her short skirt flys up revealing she wasn’t wearing panties. She quickly tries to cover herself but it’s to late.


    Now even angrier he puts her over his laps and brutality spanks her bare bottom. While she cries and pleads for him to stop he’s calling her a little slut and whore while his friends egg him on also calling her similar names. As she struggles and pleads though tear filled eyes she has to listen to their insults as her pour little ass is slapped again and again. He finally tires of spanking the struggling girl but to her horror her ordeal is only beginning.


    During the spanking she had felt his hard cock poking her stomach though his pants. Finished with her spanking her father throws her back on the floor at his feet. As her father begins to unzip his fly she screams “Please daddy not that!” But it is only answered with “If your going to act like a whore then I’m going to treat you like one.” With his intentions now clear he pulls his cock out of his pants.


    Attempting to flee she turns her back to her father and is shocked to see all of her father’s friends also have pulled out their cocks and are now stroking themselves. Unfortunately it causes her to hesitate giving her father the opportunity to grab a hold of her ponytail. As she screams in pain her father drags her across the floor until she is kneeling in front of him. With his cock now next to her lips she tries desperately to resist him by clamping her mouth shut.


    Though her father isn’t in the mood to be refused and starts to slap her face while he holds her by the hair. This brakes her will to resist and she promises to do whatever he wanted. With that she can only cry as she opens her mouth and allows her father to insert his cock. Partially in shock her body freezes up as the invader slips past her lips. This isn’t to her father’s satisfaction however and he slaps her again before ordering her to suck his cock like the whore she was.


    Unable to refuse she begins to bob her head back and forth. As the shaft violates her mouth her weeping increases. To her horror he soon tires of her efforts and literally takes matters into his own hands. Before she can grasp what is happening her father grabs both sides of her head and forces himself fully down her throat. As she struggles for breath she panics and tries to push him back. Though she is unable to budge him as she desperately pushes against his hip. Only when she is on the verge of passing out does he relent and allow her to breath by pulling his cock from her mouth.


    She is still dazed and trying to catch her breath he releases her head. As she collapses onto her back she inadvertently spreads her her legs exposing her pussy. Taking this as a sign of her consent he pounces on her again. She can only cry as blouse is torn open exposing her braless breasts. She is trembling in fear as her father grabs one of her perky breasts. As she shakes in terror he starts to squeeze her breasts. As she feels his other hand on her thigh she begins to shake head side to side as she vainly pleads for him to stop. These pleas will continue as she feels his hand start moving up her inner thigh.


    Her eyes widened to nearly cartoon proportion when his hand suddenly and forcibly grasps her pubic mound. A whimper escapes her lips as her father’s fingers glide over slit. She can only sob uncontrollably as she feels his finger penetrate her pussy. Her eyes slam shut as she feels a second finger join the first. No longer able to processes what is happening to her she momentarily passes out.


    The sudden orgasmic screams several of her companions suddenly interrupted Brothel Whore 2382-B2’s story at that point. Looking at the sisters Brothel Whore 2382-B2 is shocked by the intensity of the orgasms rocking their bodies. Their bodies have completely tensed up as their juices sprayed from their pussies. Brothel Whore 2382-B2 watches as the straps holding them to the bikes were strained before the sisters finally passed out.


    Even as the unconscious bodies of the sisters was suddenly jolted by electricity. Brothel Whore 2382-B2’s attention was solely focused on the twitching bodies of the sisters. While they hung limp still impaled between the dildos Brothel Whore 2382-B2’s attention was torn away. Looking at Brothel Whores 3321 3321-A provided Brothel Whore 2382-B2 the sight of both mother and daughter undergoing massive climaxes. While not nearly as erotic as the sisters was still the final push that was needed for Brothel Whore 2382-B2’s own orgasm.


    The only problem was with the sisters now unconscious and no longer pedaling resulted in the rest of them to receive sudden and painful electric shocks. Suddenly their orgasmic bliss was turned into excruciating torture. Though the sisters’ unconscious bodies just twitched with each jolt the rest of them began to shriek as they were mercilessly shocked. To all of their horror they watched as the “Head Madam” stopped the “Pinks” from coming to their aid. It wasn’t until Brothel Whore 2382-B2 drifted into unconscious her self did the “Head Madam” allow someone to intervene.


    When Brothel Whore 2382-B2 finally regained consciousness she was surprised to find herself in her cage gagged with her arms shackled behind her back with no memory how she got there. As she tried to remember how she got here her thoughts went to the last thing she remembered. With a sudden sense of dread she suddenly remembered what had happened. Quickly looking around for the others. To her relief she was able to quickly spot Brothel Whores 3321 and 3321-A shackled and gagged in their cages the same her. However she couldn’t see the sisters. Thankfully both Brothel Whores 3321 and 3321-A looked seriously worse for wear but they could recover. Yet the absence of the sisters is what truly scared her. There was was something about the joyful glee she had seen in the “Head Madam’s” eyes. as she watched the sisters’ bodies twitch that really concerned her.


    Her fears turned out to be well founded after the others three were sent back to their cages the sisters were revived. Even though they were unable to even stand the “Head Madam” ordered them to service customers anyway. Even the “Reds” opposed this order resulting in the brothel’s owner having to making a emergency intervention. The sisters were carried to one of the “Pinks” rooms where they were cared for the week it took them to recover. The “Head Madam” however was furious that someone went over her head to the owner and vowed to find them and make them suffer. This turned out to be a empty threat when she was confined to her room while the owner decided her punishment.

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    Now those who have read this chapter so far already know part of what was about to happen but here’s the whole story. It took the sisters a week to recover enough so they could move around fully followed by a second week before they could resume their duties on the floor. Now during that first week they were allowed to be visited by the others so they could see for themselves the sisters were alright. Strangely enough this included the twins who the sisters figured would never want to see them again after what they threatened them with. Yet the twins were grateful the sisters were alright and forgave them since the threat was the kick in the ass they needed. Once the twins had left the sisters asked to see Brothel Whore 2382-B2 alone.


    As soon as they were alone they asked her the next time her cousin visited to thank their owner for saving their lives and that they said they were sorry for failing him the way they did. They also wanted him to know they will proudly continue to service his brothel’s customers until their dying day. The look on Brothel Whore 2382-B2’s face was final proof they needed to know they were right about why her identification number was so familiar. Their final request was for her to tell them how the hell that scenario of hers ended.


    Though once she reluctantly told them they wished they weren’t locked in chastity belts. As each part of the story unfolded they longed to pleasure themselves. The urge to masturbate was so over powering. As she told of the girl coming to as her father started to rape her. To after he brutalized her he let the friends have at her. Next she’s on her hands and knees after the friends finished when the family dog came in and decides to take his turn with her.


    The girl’s torment continues with the dog fucking the girl again. Only now she’s completely naked save for a dog collar and a leash. Though now she’s tied up by the leash in the backyard as she cries like a baby as her canine rapist has his way with her. Meanwhile the father and his friends are in the house raping her two girlfriends who unfortunately decided to spend the weekend at her house When they finish with the girlfriends they make them fuck the dog also. Finally they blackmail all three girls into being sex slaves with videos of them being fucked by the dog.


    Brothel Whore 2382-B2 then went on to tell them she wasn’t sure if she would’ve told them the part about the dog. Mostly out of fear the “Head Madam” would make her fuck a dog. She had been used by one once during training and developed issues. While she had a orgasm the aggressiveness of the dog terrified her. Apparently while it was fucking her it bit down on her neck and started growling at her. While the dog didn’t bite hard enough to brake the skin she was still terrified it was going to maul her. Sadly these fears kept her from becoming a personal slave like her cousin.


    To her embarrassment she admitted she was also reluctant to tell the part about the girlfriends. Mostly because she wasn’t sure how to tell the sisters of her desire to be with them. While she didn’t want to see them brutalized like in the scenario she hoped to do a lesbian performance with them. To that end she also came up with a cheerleader on schoolgirl domination scenario. Where they played the cheerleaders and made her the schoolgirl their slave bitch.


    The sisters were actually flattered but they were never comfortable dominating another slave. They had done something just like the cheerleader on schoolgirl scenario with the twins. It started the sisters forcing the twins into a locker room. They then blackmail them with dirty pictures of them. With the twins firmly under the sisters control the fun begins.


    They have their way with the twins first making them eat their pussies. Then they sodomze the twins with strap-ons. Next the sisters arrange for the twins to be gang raped. This then leads to the twins being fucked by teachers to get the sisters better grades.


    Then to totally humiliate them the sisters turn the dogs loose on the twins in front of the whole school. Finally with their lives totally destroyed the sisters sale the twins into sexual slavery. Though this is were it goes wrong for the sisters. Instead of paying the sisters for the twins the slavers instead take them as sex slaves as well. The scenario finally ends with the sisters on their hands and knees screaming in agony while the twins sodomized them before the four of them were sold.


    While the scenario did make the sisters horny as hell they ended up feeling totally guilty about what they put the twins through. Granted it probably would of still happened to them anyway. The sisters still spent the next week pleasuring the twins at every opportunity in an attempt to make it up to them. They finally ended up doing the scenario over again with only with the roles reversed.


    They also didn’t want to have the “Head Madam” decide to have them do a repeat performance of that scenario. Though the facility made videos of both versions so it’s highly likely that information was available to her. Still the sisters admitted that they had been living in fear of the possibility. Though the twins and them had an agreement regarding each of them having to fallow such orders. So they should finally except this final part of being a slave and move past it.


    So before she left Brothel Whore 2382-B2 promised to help the sisters with this goal. If they helped with her fear of being fucked by dogs. She also would talk to the twins about helping. After all if it was dominating the twins that bothered them so much. They needed to dominate them as often as possible to get past it.
    Just as she needed to get fucked by dogs as often as possible to get past her fears. Like any of their duties as slaves the more they did them the easier they got.


    As Brothel Whore 2382-B2 left the room the sisters realized she was right. If they learned anything from this incident they had to be able to fallow any order. So when they learned that a special show was being set up that corresponded with their return to the floor. They weren’t that surprised to hear they would be performing the opening act. They were going to take up Brothel Whore 2382-B2 on her offer to be their bitch but they found that her and Brothel Whores 3321 and 3321-A were going to be putting on their own demanding performances for the crowd. So again taking Brothel Whore 2382-B2’s advice the twins became the sisters partners for the welcoming celebration for the new “Head Madam”.


    They had planned quite a show for the customers. It would be a weekend long event starting Friday morning. It would open with the new “Head Madam” leading her predecessor out onto stage in chains. Though the changes she imposed would be immediately visible when she her standard black lingerie minus the robe plus the new mandatory accessories for all of the madams slave shackles on their wrists and ankles. As her predecessor is terrified of what she knows will happen to her during the show she hides it behind a mask of defiance as the new “Head Madam” addresses the audience.


    “Greetings to our loyal customers I am the new Head Madam of this establishment Brothel Whore 3613.”


    A roar of applause rips through the crowd as she begins to parade her predecessor around the front of the stage. Whipping her with a riding crop. Other than the marks “Head Madam” 3613 just added the crowd can see the former “Head Madam” is untouched. In fact if her arms weren’t shackled behind her back or the additions of the hobble chain ankle shackles, and the ring gag she would look ready to greet the customers like normal. After she is dressed in her fanciest teddy and robe. her finest pair of stockings and the most expensive pair of high heels in her wardrobe. In fact every article of clothing she had on was selected for that reason so she would be wearing her best clothing. Even though it also would be the last time in her long and arduous lifetime she would ever wear clothes.


    With the exhibition of her predecessor’s predicament complete for at least the moment “Head Madam” 3613 continues speaking.


    “As many of you know I am not new to this brothel. In fact I’ve had the privilege of servicing many of you here today on numerous occasions. However you all should know while there will be changes in the rules regarding the treatment of us slaves. We will be taking steps to continue our proud tradition of satisfying our customer’s every desire. To that end the services of the “Head Madam” are no longer reserved to select few. That’s right my tight little asian ass is now at your complete disposal.”


    As crowd goes wild “Head Madam” steps forward and begins to show them various parts of her body. Facing away from them she bends forward and runs her hands over her ass. Next she turns around widely spreads her legs and fingers her pussy. She then pulls her wet fingers from her snatch and sucks them clean. As a final touch she pulls down her top. She first runs her hands over her breasts then starts to painfully twist her nipples.


    As cat calls and whistles spring from the crowd “Head Madam” 3613 pulls her top up and returns to her original position. Knowing she can’t continue until the crowd calms she decides to give her predecessor a few whacks to wipe the smug expression off of her face. Of course the impromptu whipping of the former “Head Madam’s” tits and ass proves quite popular with the audience. So naturally it takes a while to calm back down before she could continue speaking but when she did they absolutely loved what she had to say.


    “Now you all saw the new display pedestal installed in front of the entrance. Starting immediately after this show I’ll be chained to it with my body at the complete disposal of you the customers.”


    Waving her hands to temporarily silence the crowd “Head Madam” 3613 continues.


    “While my collar is chained to this pedestal my arms will also be shackled behind my back. Thus rendering me and my bodily orifices helpless to whatever abuses you all wish to inflict on them.”


    Again she must silence the crowd before she continues.


    “I’ll also be available by appointment for any fantasy fulfillment session.”


    While the applause is deafening from this announcement it’s nothing compared what happens after her next one. But before she can give she must put preparations in place. After giving a prearranged signal two of the “Enforcers” bring a special steal device onto the stage. Once it’s set up in the center of the stage the “Enforcers” walk over to the “Head Madam”. While one takes the riding crop and the former “Head Madam’s” leash the other shackles “Head Madam” 3613’s arms behind her back then attaches a chain to her collar. Next “Head Madam” 3613 is lead to the device forced to kneel in front of it. and promptly bent over it. The “Enforcer” then attaches the other end of the chain to the bottom of the device. Finally “Head Madam” 3613’s legs are widely spread before being secured to the device.


    With “Head Madam” 3613 secured to the rape rack the “Enforcers” then push a tall thin cage onto stage. Once it’s positioned a ways behind the rape rack the former “Head Madam” finds herself secured into it. With both the former and current “Head Madams” now secured all but one of the “Enforcers” leave the stage. That one eagerly waits for her part of the coming performance. Now secured in front of the audience “Head Madam” continues.


    “Now before I explain why I’m on this rape rack I need to tell you about today’s planned events. First we have a performance by our customers’ two favorite sets of twin sister’s. They will put their hot bodies to the test as they are gang raped before being finished off by the dogs. They then will be put out on floor to service you the customers. Following a two hour intermission to allow the use of the slaves including myself we will return for the the next performance.”


    Pausing to give the crowd cheering to die down “Head Madam” 3613 continues.


    We then get to watch as a mother shows he daughter a slave’s proper place on her knees. As a sweet girl suffers greatly at the hands of her genuine mother. She be brutality tortured before her own mother has her gang raped. When they finish with the daughter she will be given to the dogs. But do not worry about the mother while the dogs are busy with the daughter the mother will be receiving her own gang rape. Before being given to the dogs herself before both of them go on the floor just in time for the next intermission.”


    This time it takes several minutes for the applause to die down. Before she could speak again.


    “Now those both will be hard to top but we a the brothel’s favorite innocent slave girl at our disposal. We will get to watch as this sweet innocent little thing gets brutalized by her father and his friends. Finally before she is put on the floor to provide for your sexual needs she will be given to the family dog.”


    “Head Madam” 3613 wasn’t sure about the putting Brothel Whore 2382-B2’s first dog fucking at this place in the show. Yet based on the applause of the audience it turned out to be the correct decision. Though now came the part that concerned her and her predecessor. It was also where she explained why she was bound that way.


    “Now after our final intermission we will get to watch a special performance by my predecessor. We will watch as she is literally stripped of the vestiges of her former position. She will then be tortured for your viewing pleasure before her own brutal gang rape. Her final task before she takes up her new position as this brothel’s most heavily used “Chain Bang Bitch” will be to satisfy the biggest and most aggressive dog we could find.”


    The cheers went through the roof with this announcement but that was still nothing compared to her next one.


    “Now to finish the performance you get to watch as I am fucked for the first time by the same dog as my predecessor. That’s right you will get to watch as this massive horny dog aggressively and brutality makes me his bitch. Mind you a position I’ll hold for the reminder of my life.”


    As she waited for the applause to die down again before she could finish.


    “For those who don’t know what that means not only will this dog be tied to the same pedestal as his new bitch but I’ll be submitting myself every way possible. From the moment he takes me I’ll be available for his use however and whenever he wants me. So do be surprised if you all see being taken by my new owner on a regular basis.”


    Now the crowd was truly going wild. When she had announced the former “Head Madam’s” fate the very dog had been lead onto stage by two of the biggest bouncers. Naturally once the beast had seen her bent over like that it rushed over in an attempt to take her helpless body. To the disappointment of the crowd they two bouncers were barely successful. They were dragged six feet before they were finally able to stop the dog not even a foot from from his soon to be bitch.


    Granted the idea of the small asian girl being taken by such a massive and aggressive animal had most of them stroking their cocks. Still “Head Madam ” 3613 had one last well technically two announcements but for the one about her whipping to go over properly it had to wait until after her first performance.


    “All right before we get this show started I need to inform you all why I’m chained to this rape rack. Well given the fact many today’s performances will take some time. Naturally with watching these hot pieces of ass be abused like that it’s only fair the establishment make another hot piece of ass available for your sexual gratification between the intermissions. So during all shows except of course my own my orifices will be available for your pleasure.”


    Now the crowd was truly going wild. The shouting and cheering was unbelievably laud. She could even see a line starting to form of those wanting to fuck the shit out of her. Unfortunately they would have to wait a little longer.


    “Now before the horny mob descends on my helpless body. We have a special treat for three lucky members of the audience. They will be given the first chance at not only my orifices but also everyone of the slaves brutalized on stage once they go on the floor. Now with that taken care of it seams my orifices aren’t leaking cum like they should be. Now how about our three lucky audience members come up here and fix that.”


    Even as the applause reached exaggerated levels the three men in question headed for the stage once their names were called. Not even half a minute later they were pounding away on her helpless body. The brutality of the three’s assault on her orifices was only intensified by the cheering from the audience. Now these three were not picked at random. The were the customers with the greatest sexual stamina as well as the most brutal sexual techniques. “Head Madam” 3613 had specifically chosen them to make her first performance as satisfying to the crowd as possible.


    Now you think given the way she was secured only two of the men could fuck her at a time. However this particular rape rack was designed to allow for someone to fit under the secured victim. So in no time all of “Head Madam”3613’s orifices were full of cock. Now this spectacle was truly meant for the crowd but more for the other slaves. Instead of the dominant overlord rule her predecessor held. She would assume the role of subservient equal to the other slaves. Now she still had all of the same responsibilities when off duty. However her on duty ones would have to revolve around the servicing of customers.


    Now the original plan was to only allow them to fuck their assigned orifices. Yet just before she went on stage she made the decision to let them each have a turn at each hole. So after ten minutes of intense pounding and three sperm injections the crowd got the special treat of her begging the men to take two more turns. So another thirty minutes of intense pounding was her fate before they finally finished with her. Well at least for now. For some reason these men never used the other slaves again. Yet became her most common and frequent customers.


    Now the rape rack had one other feature that came into play as soon as they finished with her. It had wheels this allowed the “Enforcer” to slowly turn her around. This allowed the audience to see the effects of the fucking she just received. From her saliva coated face, neck, and breasts. To the cum leaking from her gaping ass hole and pussy. This little demonstration was so successful it was repeated before each intermission. Still with the men finished with her she needed to get the show moving again. So taking a deep breath she spoke again.


    “Well I’m pretty sure you all enjoyed that show but there’s one little matter we must take care of. It seams your hostess here was quite the little whore and delayed the presidings just now. So naturally I have to be punished like the proper slave whore I am.”


    With that said the “Enforcer” that had been waiting for this very moment advanced on her. Even as the crowd cheered the end of the riding crop impacted with “Head Madam” 3613’s ass. Even with the roar of the crowd her screams of pain were earsplitting. Just as she had ordered “Head Madam”3613’s abuse was as brutal as possible. Each strike of the crop being delivered to painful effect. After the final blow and still crying “Head Madam” 3613 announced the sisters’ and twins’ performance.


    “Well it’s almost time for me to assume my place. However it seams we have two schoolgirl submissives that need to demonstrate how big of sluts they are. Thankfully there’s a couple of cheerleaders that are more then willing to share their suffering with you all.”


    With her speaking duties finished until the intermission “Head Madam” 3613 was wheeled to the edge of the stage. There a waiting set of stairs held the line of customers waiting to use her. As the first cock was was painfully shoved up her ass the siblings came into view.


    To roaring applause from the audience and with the twins crawling in front of them on leashes the sisters stepped onto the stage. The twins’ embarrassment was evident as they were lead back and forth in front of the audience in their little schoolgirl outfits. Each time they were made to turn a chorus of cat calls rang up as their bare asses and the dildos stuffed into their pussies were exposed.


    Having enough of showing off the twins’ asses this way the sisters lead them to the center of the stage. Once in position the twins are made to kneel at the sisters’ feet facing the audience. The sisters squat down behind the twins. As their hands roam freely over the twins trembling bodies another roar erupts as the knot holding their blouses closed is untied and the twins breasts are exposed.


    The cheers only intensified as suddenly the twins skirts were lifted up. As bit by bit their bodies were exposed the twins began to openly cry. As the twins’ humiliation reached the desired level the sisters grabbed the dildos. Even as the twins pleaded for them to stop the sisters started fucking the twins’ pussies with the dildos.


    A new chorus of cheers and cat calls ring up from the crowd as a sheen of sweat forms on the twins bodies and their whimpering slowly turns to moaning. The twins’ eyes close as their hips start to sway to meet each thrust of the dildos. As the twins’ bodies began to shake they receive the command to cum just as the dildos are are forced as deeply as possible into their pussies. Unable to hold back the twins cry out as as the orgasms over take them.


    To the twins’ embarrassment and the enjoyment of the crowd a slurping sound accompanies the removal of the dildos. As the rubber phalluses are brought to their lips the twins are only capable of sobbing as they are made to suck the dildos clean. The twins desperately struggle for breath as their mouths are violently violated by the fake cocks. Unable to breath the twins began to shake their heads in terror. Only once they are in throws of panic and desperation are the dildos removed.


    As the twins drop to their hands and knees gasping for breath they perfectly position themselves for what was planned next. Distracted by their coughing fit the twins fail to see the sisters slip the dildos into the harnesses they are wearing under their cheerleader skirts. It is to late to do anything but scream when the twins feel their ass cheeks being spread. Wails of agony erupt as the twins’ rectums are suddenly impaled by the rubber shafts.


    With each painful thrust the twins wailing reaches new heights. Exhausted from the abuse the twins’ arms give out causing their upper bodies to collapse to the stage floor. With their shoulders down and asses raised the twins are even more vulnerable as the sisters intensify their assault on the twins’ helpless ass holes. Their bodies numbed by the abuse the twins can only sob as the sisters finally tire themselves out.


    As the rubber shafts are pulled from their gaping asses the twins let out a whimper before collapsing into a heap. Suddenly Screams filled the room as the twins are brutality pulled into a kneeling possession by their hair. Even once the twins are kneeling in front of them the sisters refuse to release the grip on their hair. Instead they give it another brutal yank and illicit the best screams yet out of the twins.


    After getting them to scream a couple of more times just to satisfy the crowd the sisters decided to move on to the next part of the performance. They had initially planned on having the twins pleasure them. However with “Head Madam” 3613 adding those extra fuckings it took up the time allotted for the twins to demonstrate their cunningless skills. Oh well they thought they’ll get off during their gang rape. Thoughts of their own impending rape made them remember they still had to get the twins to do one last thing before the bouncers showed up.


    The twins were in full blown submissive cruise control at this point so pulling their hair again was really necessary but the crowd loved it. Especially those fucking the hell out of “Head Madam” 3613. The way the guy fucking her ass was moving the rape rack with each thrust told the sisters she was really getting pounded. Pulling their attention to the task at hand the sisters shoved the strap-ons in to the twins’ mouths. While they would’ve liked to have fucked their faces for a little while longer however the time was running short.


    As the strap-ons are pulled from the twins’ mouths the sisters finally release their grip on the twins’ hair. Free from the sisters’ grasp the twins drop to their hands and knees gasping for breath. Looking up at their overseers with terrified expressions written on their faces they plead for mercy when the sisters threaten them with another ass fucking. The twins then bend down and start kissing the sisters’ shoes as they beg and plead.


    Their pleading is suddenly silenced is the sisters squat down to their level. They pull the twins against their bodies. They gently embrace the twins as they help them to their feet. Once standing the sisters shift positions until they are behind the twins. The sisters’ hands glide over the twins’ bodies. Moans escape the twins’ mouths as the sisters massage their breasts and play with their nipples. As the sisters fondle their breasts the twins began to relax into the embrace.


    As the twins’ backs relax into their chests the sisters make their move. The sisters’ hands suddenly shift to the sides. Before the twins can react their arms are pinned behind their backs. As the twins struggle to escape the sisters’ grasp six large men come on to stage. As the men began to surround them the sisters release the twins as they push them forward. Quickly losing their balance the twins fall to their hands and knees. The sisters deliver the first of their lines in this performance.


    “We have had fun with you bitches but now it’s time to sale you into slavery.”


    The twins scream their lines as the men advance on them. “Please not that! Anything but that!”


    With the twins kneeling before the men the sisters back away. The twins began screaming as the men descend on them. The twins try to crawl away but the men quickly grab them by their ankles. As the men pull their legs from under them the twins land on their stomachs. As the twins struggle against the men holding their leg the others grab their arms. The twins struggles are ended as their bodies are pinned against the stage floor with their arms behind their backs. One of the men momentarily runs off stage before quickly returning with a duffle bag.


    The man with the bag begins handing items out. The other men take the items and advice on the twins. The twins plead with the men as the slave shackles are put on their wrists and ankles. The twins are helpless as the men replace the dog collars around the twins’ necks with steel ones. Now shackled and collared the twins are lifted to their feet The men began to rip of the twins’ blouses and skirts from their bodies. The twins scream in panic as their clothing is reduced to a few tattered pieces of fabric. Once relieved of the burden of their clothing the twins are forced back onto their knees as the men step back to admire the view.


    The twins can only whimper and cry as the men began unzipping their pants. As their dicks are pulled from their pants the men advance again on the weeping captives. Any will to resist the twins had already been broken by the sisters’ earlier abuse. The twins can only cry as the men press their dicks to the twins’ lips. Closing their tear filled eyes the twins surrender and permit access to their mouths. As soon as the twins’ lips began to part both of them have a dick forced into their mouths.


    The first of the men to use the twins’ mouths established the pattern. While two of the men held each of the twins from behind. The ones fucking their faces would drive their dicks down the twins’ throats around a dozen times before switching out to one of the others. Then once they’ve had a go at the twins’ mouths for a while they’d switch back. They kept this up for a little while longer before they decided it was time to move the performance to the next stage.


    The sisters had been watching this and as they saw the men using the twins’ mouths swapping back and forth. The sisters were getting ready for their next part. Knowing that the men would be slowed down by the strap-ons they still wore decided to remove them. Next they began fingering their pussies to prepare them for the coming abuse. Of course to an outside observer this would be seen as them pleasuring themselves over the twins’ rape. Which was about to progress to the next stage and it also meant that the sisters’ own rape was also quickly approaching.


    The twins are still hard at work sucking the dicks in their mouths. Yet for some reason the men had stopped switching out. The reason for this soon became apparent when the dicks were pulled from their mouths and the men holding them suddenly lifted them up. Once the twins were high enough a man slid under each of them. The twins began begging not to be raped as the men under them positioned their dicks under the twins’ pussies. As they are slowly lowered the twins feel the dicks as they slowly move past their pussy lips. Once they know their dicks are properly positioned the men suddenly thrust their hips up. This also signals the men lowering the twins to violently push the twins down. In an instant the twins’ pussies are painfully crammed full of dick.


    The twins try in vain to lift themselves off of the men’s dicks. However the hands on their shoulders push them back down. Their attempt to move also make the men under them grab a hold of the twins’ hips. Unable to move off of the dicks or at least relieve some of the pressure on the walls of their pussies the twins can only wait for what is coming next.


    Their wait wasn’t that long as the hands holding their shoulders suddenly release them. Though before they have a chance to the do anything those men grab a hold of their hips. Giving the twins no time to prepare the men’s dicks are shoved up the twins’ ass holes.


    The twins are only allowed to scream about the painful double penetration for about thirty seconds. This was when they are silenced by the final two dicks being shoved down their throats. With the twins’ orifices now full of dicks the men began the gang rape. For the next twenty minutes the crowd watches as they are mercilessly pounded. Finally once twins are reduced to two sobbing wrecks do the men fill their orifices with cum.


    The twins’ limp bodies are roughly tossed into a heap once the men are done using them. However while their ordeal is almost over the sisters’ is about to begin. They had been told that the twins would be given to the dogs before the sisters’ own gang rape. Yet it was decided to do it instead right after the twins’ rape and then let the dogs have all four of them at the same time. So even before the twins’ bodies had hit the floor the men rushing towards the sisters.


    Of course to strengthen the sisters performances they hadn’t been told. So when the men grabbed them their screams about this wasn’t the plan were real. Something the audience loved and the applause showed it. As the sisters were dragged to the exact same spot the twins had just been gang raped at the cheers were outrageous.


    The applause wouldn’t die down until the sisters were kneeling with their cheerleader uniforms in tatters and now wearing slave collars and shackles. Now they threw something else that wasn’t planned at the sisters. Since the twins were basically already raped twice at that point. Once by the sisters and once by the men it was only fair that the sisters get raped a second time before the dogs got a hold of them. So once the six men that raped the twins had their turn with the sisters another six men came out on stage.


    Only once they all were done with the sisters were all four of them lined up facing the audience. They had their asses propped up with their heads and shoulders on the floor. They all were sobbing and pleading for this not to happen to them. However the as was planned Their pleas were completely ignored. Their part of the performance finally came to and end with the four of them being lead off stage with their collars chained together and with cum running out of their pussies and ass holes. They would watch the rest of the show from their platforms on the brothel floor as they serviced customers between performances.


    A note to readers while I’m sure you’d love to hear about the following performances. I’ll not be able to tell that part of the story at this time. I’m trying to keep the man focus of this story on Brothel Whore 3567-A and Brothel Whore 3567-B since they are the sisters and this story is about their enslavement. Also with the possible exception of Brothel Whore 2382-B2 they more in likely won’t appear again. But I will give something involving another of the characters that will be coming back.


    The crowd was going wild as the heavy wooden stocks was secured around the neck and wrists of the former “Head Madam”. To make her degradation complete she had been paraded back and forth to allow the crowd to see the effects of everything done to her. Only a few pieces of fabric remained of the expensive lingerie and stockings she had on at the beginning of the show. Every inch of her body was covered in red welts from the whipping she had endured. Now the cattle prods hadn’t left a mark but in a few places on her tits and pussy where she had been given longer shocks. Then she was limping do to the letter s that had been branded into her right ass cheek.


    The dog cum running freely from her gaping pussy was a crowd favorite. Yet it was the broken expression on her face that sent cheers up. She had managed to remain defiant until the dog got a hold of her but it was finally when they had branded her that her defiant spirit had truly been broken. Only then was she lead away to begin her sad existence as a “Chain Bang Bitch”


    Yet there was still one more performance left. So now that her predecessor had been taken away “Head Madam” 3613 was brought back onto stage. She had been released from the rape rack before her predecessor’s performance. When she was brought back she had been showered redressed in clean lingerie and her orifices had been washed out. Though instead of a teddy she only had on a garter belt and her stockings.


    Even though she was free from the rape rack “Head Madam” was still restrained. Her arms were still shackled behind her back and just above her five inch high hills a hobble chain joined her ankle shackles together. Yet it was the eight foot of chain hanging from her collar that would mark her ultimate subjugation during this performance.


    There also had been a addition to the stage during her predecessor’s performance. On the half round protrusion in the center of the stage was a horizontal bar. It would stand just below”Head Madam” 3613’s breasts once she was kneeling in front of it. While padded it was still quite hard. IT and numerous copies spread throughout the brothel would become sources for the small asian.


    The audience could tell she was already exhausted from the sexual use today by the way her body shook as she walked. Let alone the expression on her face. Yet her fear was also plainly visible and they loved it. They could tell what was about to happen truly terrified her and they loved it. As she sank to her knees in front of them the audience waited quietly for what was next.


    “All right our shows almost done. Though don’t be to sad after all since we started so early there’s still plenty of time left to brutalize the brothel’s merchandise. Also videos of today’s show will be made available in a few days.”


    The audience cheered when she said that there would be video sales. As hot as the slaves had been so far and the brutality they had been subjected to was unheard of. Let alone the involvement of all of the aggressive dogs. They all had to get one of those videos. Especially considering what that great dane had done to the former “Head Madam” was also about to get a hold of this small asian slave.


    “Now before you all watch as I’m brutalized by the dog. I should explain about what’s about to happen to me. As you can see how I’m currently bound. As of today this will be mandatory for me at all times. However that is just the beginning once the dog’s done with me not only will my collar be welded shut around my neck but this chain will also be welded to my collar.”


    “Now what is done with the other end of the chain that you will love. It will be permanently attached to my new canine master. That’s right not only will this dog be able to do whatever it wants to me but I’ll also be permanently chained to it so I can’t get away. However that’s not the limit of my subjugation. So from now on I’ll have to obediently follow my new owner like a proper subservient bitch. But being subjected like that isn’t the end no we got a final degradation I’ll be subjected to. I’ll be branded the same as my predecessor.”


    It went from so silent you could hear a pin drop to complete bedlam as she said that but she had one last announcement.


    “Now then without farther delay it’s past due that I’m brutality subjugated by my master. I hope you enjoy my suffering I can guaranty that I won’t.”


    With that said the dog was released. As it bolted towards her “Head Madam”3613 started screaming. Now these screams weren’t to stop the dog like it sounded. Though she had gone into this knowing from the start that she wasn’t going to like what happened to her she was now committed to this fate and her initial screams were for a specific purpose. They were actually to insure that when the dog took her the action was as brutal as promised. For this dog had been specially trained to respond to the pleading, screaming, and crying of human bitches by being extra aggressive. Though the fear that the great dane would endow in the small asian this day would insure that whenever he took her afterwards her fear and terror was as real as the agony she was in.


    “OH GOD !!!PLEASE HELP!!! A DOG’S GOING TO RAPE ME!!!!”


    “SOMEONE PLEASE HEL!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!”


    Now once the dog had her neck in it’s jaws “Head Madam”3613’s terror and screams ceased to be make believe. No from that moment on her screams would be as real as the terror she would now live in. Now this wouldn’t be the last time she would curse herself for making this decision but it was the one that would be remembered best.


    “OH GOD WHAT WAS I THINKING!!! SOMEONE PLEASE STOP IT!!! PLEASE I’VE CHANGED MY MIND!!! PLEASE DON’T LET IT!!! NO PLEASE DON’T!!!!”


    Now at this point the dog was just on top of her and was holding her neck in it’s jaws. Her screams had set the ball rolling as the dog started to growl as it’s front paws wrapped around her hips. Next thing “Head Madam”3613 knew her legs had been pulled out from under her and her entire body was pushed over the bar in front of her by the growling dog.


    Nothing was going stop the dog from making her his bitch this time. He had been stopped before but now this small asian was his use how he saw fit. Just as he had been trained he pulled her hips towards his thrusting cock. Trying to prevent him from raping her “Head Madam”3613 would have attempted to shift her pussy out of the way if she could. However she was pinned between the bar and the dog’s body so there was nothing she could do to stop the dog. So on it’s first thrust the dog found it’s mark as it painfully sunk his cock half way into her pussy. Now her agony when this happened were horrific but dog wasn’t done yet. It tightened it’s grip on her hips and suddenly she was fully impaled by the dog’s massive cock by the second thrust. Of course the audience was ecstatic at this point.


    “NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!PULL IT OUT !!!! IT’S TO BIG!!! PLEASE!!! NO!!! PLEASE!!! NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”


    Her suffering was intense as the dog cock started pounding into her tight pussy. Naturally all of this pain made her cry and scream more which in turn made dog fuck even more aggressive in a never-ending cycle of escalation that the audience loved. With each violent thrust during the brutal penetration “Head Madam” 3613’s body was being flung up only have gravity bring her painfully back down on the massive shaft within her.


    “OH!!! SOB!!GOD!!SOB!!PLEASE!!!SOB!!!HURTS!!!SOB!!!PLEASE!!!SOB!!!IT!!!SOB!!!STOP!!!SOB!!!IT!!!SOB!!!HURTS!!!SOB!!!OH!!!GOD!!!NOT!!!THAT!!!NOT!!!THE!!!KNOT!!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”


    Now once the dog’s knot came into play “Head Madam”3613’s screams become a mishmash of her sobbing and her pleading for help that was totally unintelligible. Though while her the actual words couldn’t be discerned the terror and agony could clearly be understood. For once that knot was inside of her “Head Madam” 3613’s body now truly belonged to this beast.


    “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”


    Now once he had tied his new bitch the dog inflicted another humiliation on her. Not only was he trained for aggressiveness against the women he took but the dog had been bred for outlandish sperm production. Granted normal dogs produced a lot of sperm but what this one did was like garden hose had been turned on inside of “Head Madam” 3613’s stomach. As her womb was flooded her belly began to painfully expand. Do to her positioning the audience got an excellent view of this.


    Just as the various cameras gave the views of other areas of “Head Madam” 3613’s brutalized body. Her pussy bulging due to the massive knot was currently being shown a one of the large televisions over the stage. While another had a close up of her face. A side view of her body jerking as the dog continued pounding away at her was also showing on the third television.


    “Head Madam” 3613 was finally granted mercy when the great dane finally tired of fucking her stepped over her and turned around so they were ass to ass. Now she was to far gone emotionally and physically form any sort of coherent thought. So when she slid off the bar and back to her previous kneeling position it was actually out of her natural submissive instinct that had been trained into her. But the audience didn’t know better and were ecstatic. Though while her body was acting automatically a single thought was going through her mind.


    “I now belong to this dog.”


    Though it would expand as her thought processes started returning. Though while these thoughts were going through her head. They were also coming out of her lips.


    “I now belong to a dog. I am his bitch to use as he sees fit. He’s my master and I’m his slave. I now only exist for his pleasure.”


    Now while the crowd would always remember her words. “Head Madam 3613 would only realize what she had said when she saw the video. She would stay dazed until she was branded. Only then would she truly be able to contemplate her current situation. Though at that point her only thoughts were about struggling to keep up with her new owner as she was lead to the foyer to service customers.


    Chapter Seven / Conclusion coming soon I hope


    Special bonus for those that have been waiting for this latest chapter. I’ve decided to give you something that had been teased at earlier when the fate of “Head Madam” 3613 was announced.


    It is a week later as the crowd eagerly waits for tonight’s performance. Since the new “Head Madam” had taken over the brothel has been busier than ever. While most of her changes have been well received other’s have been problematic. The biggest one had to do with the “Head Madam” customer load. Since her services had been opened to every customer that had created a huge demand. Unfortunately like all of the slaves she had a limit to the number of customers she could service.


    Throw in the large dog who got to take priority over customers that created delays and sometimes long waits for her services. Granted the sight of the little asian whore being brutalized by such a massive animal was as popular as predicted. In fact the brothel had been making a killing on the sale of the videos. Which has created a demand for more performances and for her services.


    To that end this special show had been arranged. Now it wasn’t as heavily advertised as the last one and the crowd was no where near as large as that night. However it still surpassed anything that had come before. Still they had raised the bar last time but they also had a new shipment of slaves in. So with new performers at least matching that would at least be possible.


    The audience was discussing this vary fact as the lights dimmed. As quite descended on the theater a spotlight turned on illuminating the large great dane as it came on to the stage. As the beam of light expanded the crowd started cheering. This was when they saw the chain attached to the end of his collar. Though it was what was on the other end of the chain that brought about the cheers.


    Almost being dragged behind her canine master was the “Head Madam”. As usual she was wearing her tattered black teddy, torn stockings and high heels. Her hair was up in it’s usual ponytail but her disheveled appearance and the cum running down the inside of her legs spoke to her recent hard use. As customary her arms were shackled behind her back and the hobble chain on her ankle shackles limited her steps. The reminders of last weekend was visible as well. As she was jerked around by the dog her slave brand was clearly visible on her right ass cheek.


    Soon the great dane reached the breeding bar at the center of the stage and stopped. The audience held their breath in anticipation as they waited for what was next. They didn’t have that long to wait was they watched the dog walk back towards the “Head Madam”. As the animal approached her it started to circle behind her. As the “Head Madam” turned to face her master the dog started to loudly growl and bare his teeth at his bitch.


    As the growling dog began slowly advancing on her the “Head Madam” began to back way fearfully. A collective gasp arises from the audience as they believe that the dogs going to attack her. However as it soon becomes apparent that she is actually being hearded to the end of the stage they start cheering on the dog. Only once she is at the edge of the stage does the “Head Madam” turn to the audience.


    Before she could do anything else the dog suddenly lunged at her and nips her on the ass. As the dog starting to growl again the “Head Madam” sank to her knees in front of the breeding bar. However it still wasn’t satisfactory to the dog as it suddenly barked and growled at her again.


    While the crowd didn’t understand yet she did as she corrected her posture. Normally her ass would rest on her ankles as she knelt. However to better facilitate her master’s use of her body she needed her ass higher now. So while her legs were still spread they were also still straight below her. This would put hips against the breeding bar as she completed the rest of her new subservient pose. Which was finished off by bending forward arching her back while thrusting her breasts forward. As she focused her attention towards the audience the dog moved a few feet behind her and proudly sat down.


    The crowd began cheering at this display of canine dominance of it’s slave girl. Even before the cheers could dye down another slave girl ran up carrying a microphone After first bowing to the the dog the slave quickly positioned it to correspond to the “Head Madam’s” position. The slave then bowed again to the dog before she quickly left the stage. Now alone on stage except for the the dog “Head Madam” 3613 could be heard taking a deep breath before she addressed to audience.


    “Welcome to this special event here at the The Kennel Bitch Brothel.”


    As she pauses for a moment the crowd patiently waits in silence.


    “Now since our last performance you all have rewarded us with doubling and sometimes tripling your patronage of this establishment. Unfortunately this also has meant we haven’t always been able to keep up with your demands. For this I am sorry and will be justly punished for it later tonight.”


    The mere mention of her being punished was grounds for applause but the crowd was also cheering for the fact that the dog’s cock had began to emerge from it’s sleeve unbeknownst to the “Head Madam”. While she had no idea what was about to happen the audience could see what was coming. “Head Madam”3613’s attention was solely focused on the crowd so she was completely oblivious of her coming predicament as she continued.


    “Unfortunately this increased demand has also effected the quality of our merchandise and it’s ability to properly service you. To this end we have purchased additional slaves and have instituted a rotation policy.”


    Boos erupted at this but she went on any way.


    “Now this policy isn’t meant to deny you the services of the merchandise or to lessen the suffering of the whores. But instead it’s meant to prolong the suffering of us whores so they will be subjected to the long arduous lifetimes of abuse we all rightly deserve.”


    As cheers again erupt “Head Madam” 3613 believes it for what she had said. However it really was for what was was happening right behind her. The dog deciding it wanted to fuck his bitch decided to stand up and take her. As the cheers sprang up it covered up the sounds of the dog’s nails clicking on the floor as he headed towards “Head Madam” 3613 who had started talking again totally oblivious to what was about to happen to her.


    “Now for those of you that are concerned my services are exempted from this pol– OH GOOD NOOOO!!!! ——— PLEASE MASTER!!! NOT AGAIN!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”


    As she screamed the crowd went wild. The great dane had a hold of her neck with his jaws and his fore paws had wrapped around her body. Her screams reached new heights as her lower body was suddenly pulled up just in time for her pussy to be painfully speared by the massive cock on on the dog’s first thrust. As always “Head Madam”3613’s pleas and screams only served to intensify the brutality of the her rape. Of course the crowd loved the fact that even though the dog had moved and repositioned her some. She was still close enough to the microphones that every plea, scream, and various other sounds of her violation was loudly broadcasted throughout the theater.


    “OH GOD IT’S TO BIG!!!! MASTER PLEASE STOP!!! IT HURTS!!!! IT HURTS!!!!! YOUR RIPPING YOUR BITCH APART!!!! OH GOD YOUR HITTING THIS BITCH’S WOMB!!!! PLEASE MASTER YOUR KILLING YOUR BITCH!!!! MASTER NOO!!!! OH GOD NOT THE KNOT!!!! NOOOO!!!!!”


    Now this rape had actually not been planned like most of the other slave’s shows. Also unlike most of the other slave’s shows “Head Madam”3613’s fear and terror were real. Just as the agony she was enduring wasn’t an act or an exaggeration. For the enjoyment of the audience she truly was being unexpectedly raped and her screams reflected it.


    “OH GOD!!! MASTER YOUR KNOTS NOT GOING TO FIT!!! YOUR BITCH’S LITTLE!!! OH GOD!!! PUSSY IT’S!!! IT’S!!! TO SMALL!!! PLEASE!!! MASTER!!! DON’T !!!!! OH GOD IT’S GOING IN!!! IT HURTS!!! IT HURTS!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”


    Cheers ring out as “Head Madam”3613’s body goes limp and she just hangs nearly unconscious within the grasp of the massive dog. Though it was the look of sheer terror on her face that would be the subject of discussion regarding this night for years to come. That and they way she referred herself as the dog’s bitch instead of using words like me or I to describe herself throughout the rape. While the events of last weekend’s show was well known. Yet this incident truly proved that she now belonged to this dog. A dog that would take his human slave bitch whenever and however he wanted.


    Even with his bitch now knotted the dog continued to pound on her. The pain from the knot shifting within her brought “Head Madam” 3613 out her trance. Being roughly brought back like that “Head Madam” 3613 took awhile to get her self back together. However the great dane had been specially trained for aggressiveness while fucking human bitches. Hell that and his size was why he was chosen in the first place. So even though he was tied with her the dog didn’t slack off in his efforts to brutality pound the pussy wrapped around his cock. This in turn set “Head Madam” 3613 to screaming again.

    “PLEASE MASTER!!! DON’T!!! YOUR BITCH IS TIED!!! MASTER PLEASE !!! DON’T YOUR GOING TO RIP OUT !!! YOUR BITCHES!!! GUTS!!!! OH GOD NOO!!! YOUR FLOODING YOUR BITCH’S WOMB!!! OH GOD!!! THIS BITCH CAN FEEL IT EXPANDING!!! OH GOD!!! YOUR BITCH IS GOING TO BURST!!! PLEASE MASTER YOUR BITCH CAN’T HOLD ALL THAT CUM!!! PLEASE MASTER!!!


    “Head Madam”3613’s screams weren’t an exaggeration as the audience watched her stomach began to painfully distended. They were shocked into silence as her flat stomach began to expand until she looked like she was several months pregnant. This had happened last week too but the crowd was still amazed by it. “Head Madam” 3613 on the other hand absolutely hated it. In fact she despised every aspect of being the dog’s slave bitch. Yet as she promised last weekend no matter what once the dog took her she would be his slave bitch for life.


    “Head Madam”3613’s screams stopped as the dog released her hips. Though even as she sank back to her knees he kept a hold of her neck. It wasn’t until he had growled at her for awhile that she repositioned herself into her mandatory position that he would let go. This was also when he stepped over her and turned so they were now tied ass to ass. After she was growled at one last time the crowd watches as a sobbing “Head Madam” 3613 thanks the dog for raping her.


    ” SOB Thank SOB you SOB master SOB for SOB allowing SOB your SOB slave SOB bitch SOB the SOB privilege SOB of SOB suffering SOB for SOB your SOB sexual SOB gratification SOB.”


    Though that wasn’t to the dog’s liking so it didn’t just growl at her but bared his teeth. With the fear evident on her face she shouted.


    “THANK YOU MASTER FOR ALLOWING YOUR SLAVE BITCH THE PRIVILEGE OF SUFFERING FOR YOUR SEXUAL GRATIFICATION!!!!”


    The applause was even greater than last weekend. But this incident left “Head Madam” 3613 with a problem. If the rest of tonight’s performance didn’t top that then she would suffer greatly. Unfortunately for her while they would still enjoy what followed nothing compared her painful subjugation by the dog.


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    High school niece and her best friend stay with her uncle for the weekend on a college visit.

    “Wait, both of them? I guess that shouldn’t be an issue if it’s just a couple of days. They’ll have to share the room of course. It’s just got the one queen bed.”

    Cal was on the phone to his sister who was asking him to take in his niece and her friend for a weekend. They were going to check out the university where he lived, and he could let them stay in his guest bedroom. Both his niece Stephanie, a senior, and her childhood friend Vicky, a junior, were being recruited as athletes, so the University would be taking care of most of the details: getting them from the airport, giving them tours, even most of the meals. All he’d have to do was let them crash at his place, and he probably wouldn’t even see them that much. As favors go, it would be a pretty easy way to score some points.

    He had always been a favorite uncle with his nieces and nephews. Even though he didn’t get to see them but once a year during the holidays and the occasional family vacation or visit, he always got along well with them. Stephanie was the second oldest of his older sister, and she’d grown up with Vicky from the time they were three. He’d met her several times over the years, as the two girls were virtually inseparable, but he had to think a minute to recall the last time he’d seen her; probably three or four years back at least.

    So two weeks after the phone call they arrived on his doorstep late Friday evening. He lived alone in a three-bedroom house in a quite little neighborhood a few minutes from the campus area, so the university shuttle driver was willing to go a bit out of his way to drop them off, especially for the ten dollar tip he’d suggested they offer him for his trouble. Instead of knocking they just let themselves in.

    Cal got up from the sofa when he heard the door opening and went to greet them. He’d seen Steph a few months back, but the last time he’d seen Vicky she was an awkward eighth grader. She’d since she’d grown into an attractive young woman like his niece had, but having missed the gradual process, he was somewhat shocked at the change. Now she was fully 5’6”, probably weighing a fit 140lbs or so, and had subtle tomboy curves and petite little b-sized breasts. Both girls had their hair back in ponytails, Steph’s straight and blonde, Vicky’s in tight brown curls. They both beamed when he approached.

    “Uncle Cal!” they chorused gleefully, both giving him a hug simultaneously. Steph kissed his cheek, and to his surprise Vicky did as well.

    “Hey, whoa. I had no idea I was so popular. Welcome to my humble abode, girlies. How was the flight?” He put their bags by the hallway leading to the bedrooms and led them back through the kitchen to the room where he’d been watching TV.

    “Oh, you know, just a flight. Not bad,” Steph said. “It’s fun traveling without mom and dad, you know. Much more liberating this way.”

    “Kinda the point, I suspect,” he said. “You want anything to drink or eat? I don’t have too much, but there’s some stuff in the cupboard if you want to poke around.” He sat back down on the sofa as they wandered into the kitchen. He heard them looking through the fridge and cupboards, then the distinct sound of wine glasses and a cork being popped.

    “Your folks ok with you hitting the sauce at such a tender age?” he said, mostly jokingly.

    Vicky poked her head around through the doorway. “How is it that grown-ups always know the minute teenagers are up to something? It’s like you have sixth sense about it,” she said, giving him a little wink.

    “Hm, well, maybe it’s because you’re always up to something. The odds are slightly in our favor on that one.” The girls trotted back in to the living room with two glasses of wine and a bag of chips. “No thanks, I’m good,” he continued, “but thanks for offering.”

    Steph giggled at his little joke. “Oops, sorry. Want me to get you some?”

    “No, no, I’m fine. Glad to see you’re feeling at home already.” They chatted for a bit about school and whatnot; where they were thinking of applying and which had the better programs. Since Vicky was only a junior she had two more years to think about it—a lifetime to someone her age—but Stephanie had to decide pretty soon. She confessed that she wasn’t really interested in the place they were looking at tomorrow, but it was fun for them to get away as a pair and come see him for a bit, however little they might actually see him in the next two days.

    It was ten thirty when the girls eventually got up to go to bed. “We should probably hit it,” Steph said. “I’m kinda burnt from the trip, and they’ve got a ton of stuff for me to do tomorrow.”

    “Yeah, lucky. I gotta kill, what, three hours in the afternoon while you “tour the facilities?” Vicky said, turning to Cal. “Is there anything to do here in town, or should I just come back here early when I’m done?”

    “There’s a bus line that puts you on the end of this block if you want, but there’s a bunch of stuff around campus for bumming around. I’m sure you’ll find something to do.” He didn’t really like the idea of having to entertain a sixteen-year-old girl for three hours on a Saturday afternoon that should otherwise be spent in front of the TV. Hoping to dismiss the option he moved on. “So, I’ve got the bed made up in the middle room there, and laid out some towels for you. I’m assuming you’re ok with sharing the bed, right?”

    “Oh my god, no way,” Vicky said sarcastically, “I’m not sharing a bed with her. She totally snores!”

    “Shut up, loser, I do not! We’re fine, Cal, don’t sweat it,” Stephanie said, staring her friend down like she was fixing to fight. Then they both burst out laughing at something that was obviously much more funny than anything that had been said. He chalked it up to the absurdity of the teenage sense of humor and just rolled his eyes.

    “Right, wierdos, if you think of anything you need, either just go look for it or knock on my door. Ah, but not in the middle of the night, if you please. How are you getting there tomorrow anyway?” he asked, hoping this also was not his responsibility.

    “They’re coming to get us at 9:45 I think, but we can wake ourselves up,” Steph said.

    “I’ll be up by then, so I’ll see you in the morning. Night-night.” The two girls went back to the hall to grab their bags, then headed off to their room while Cal resumed his late evening viewing.

    Once in their room Vicky threw down her bag and grabbed Stephanie, giving her a big kiss fully on the lips. “Oh my god, I’m so hot for you right now I can’t stand it!”

    “Hey, hey, hey! No, no, no!!” Steph whispered, pushing her back. “We talked about this, duh! Nothing goes on here. He can’t find out about us, please.”

    “I know, I know. But look, we get to spend the whole night in the same bed together. I’m so fucking horny I can’t stand it!” She grabbed her friend’s shirt and started pulling it over her head.

    Allowing her shirt to come off but still protesting, Steph pushed the door shut gently, then whispered again. “Sweetie, please, no! I have to keep this a secret. Maybe we can play in bed quietly, but just, relax, until then, ok??”

    “Ok, ok, but at least give me a kiss,” Vicky said, leaning forward playfully with puckered lips. Steph gave in and kissed her, upon which she was immediately enveloped by Vicky’s arms, and they quietly held themselves together for a lingering smooch. It had the effect of calming them both down, and they were able to go about the business of unpacking and getting ready for bed.

    Vicky got into her pjs, consisting of a pair of red cotton boy shorts and matching tank top, and scooted off to the bathroom first while Steph unpacked and changed. When she was done, Steph came in as she was leaving, and she took the opportunity to while her friend was occupied to walk down the hall back into the living room to talk to Cal.

    She’d always had a puppy love crush on her friend’s uncle since as long as she could remember. He was pretty fit for his age, and not at all unattractive, and the fact that they were all now spending the weekend together away from anyone else had planted the seeds of misbehavior in her head. She knew she’d be getting some girl-play in a few minutes, but now she wanted to set up her big prize for later in the weekend.

    She came walking around the corner in her pjs like it was the most commonplace thing in the world. Cal had been watching some random sports program, so she sat herself right beside him on the couch. “Hey, Cal, thanks for putting us up for the weekend. It’s saving my folks a tone of dough, and they really appreciate it.”

    Instinctively Cal got a bit uncomfortable with this scantily clad girl placing herself so close to him, and he naturally leaned away a bit. “Hey, you know, it’s no big deal. I’m happy to help you guys out. I mean, you’re practically family, right?” He managed to get that far without stumbling, but he was thinking ‘Holy Christ, this girl has really blossomed. And look at those fucking jammies, wtf. Think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts.’

    “My mom said I should try to help out with things while I’m here to say thank you, so, you know, let me know if there’s stuff I can do for you,” she said with just a hint of innuendo.

    By now he was getting downright suspicious, but to play it off he said, “Hey, great. When you get back tomorrow you can clean the place up, then maybe wash my car. That’d be nice, thanks!”

    “Yeah, right. And I’ll put on a little maid outfit, too. Get real.” She put on her best indifference, but was ruthless when she wanted to seduce someone. “But, really,” she said, putting her hand on his knee, “let me know if I can help, since you’re being so nice about letting me stay and all. And thank you, again.” Then she gave him a quick peck on the cheek, bounced up off the couch, and strutted her cute little butt out of the room, leaving him reeling.

    He spent the next hour trying to convince himself it wasn’t what he thought, and had nearly dispelled the notion by the time he went to bed. But as he walked down the hallway past their room, he slowed and could swear her heard muffled moans.

    Inside, Vicky was between Stephanie’s thighs trying to get her off, but mostly just enjoying the taste of her wonderful snatch. Stephanie, however, was far too nervous about getting found out to come anywhere near orgasm, and was just letting her girl work if out of her system. When she heard Cal’s footsteps, then heard them stop, she held Vicky’s head fast in her hands until she heard him move on, a gesture which Vicky only thought was an act of intensity, and increased her efforts in vain to get her lover off.

    Unfortunately for Stephanie, she knew Vicky wouldn’t rest until she’d had at lest one good orgasm, and she actually was turned on enough to want to take her there. But she also knew Vicky wasn’t the most quiet of mistresses, and try as she might when she finally got her off with her tongue, the hand over her mouth was not enough to stifle the scream that just once erupted from her throat. Down the hall as he was just dozing off, Cal heard the unmistakable sound of passion, but was easily tired enough to still fall asleep.
    ———

    The next morning he was up and about before the girls, and was getting his second cup of coffee when Stephanie stumbled sleepily in to the kitchen.

    “Hey, sleepyhead,” Cal said as she walked past him. “There’s some java there if you like, cups are in the cupboard right over it. You guys sleep ok?” He tried to watch her out of the corner of his eye to gauge her response, but she managed to keep her back to him, fumbling with the coffee.

    “Oh, fine, great, thanks,” she said, somewhat hurriedly. He leaned against the doorway, watching her as she maneuvered over to the fridge, keeping her back to him. “It’s a nice bed, and we both fell right to sleep, you know.” Once she’d got the cream and sugar, still doing her best to avoid eye contact, she said, “well, probably my turn in the bathroom,” and darted back down the hall.

    Cal went back to the living room and read the paper while the girls got ready. After about ten minutes Vicky came padding in, her curly hair hanging damp and limp just past her shoulders. She was wrapped only in a towel that just barely extended below her butt, and was holding a bottle of lotion in her hand. He looked up, trying to hide his surprise, then waited for her to ask what he thought would be a quick question. Instead she came right up to him again and sat down on the edge of the sofa, placing the bottle down on the coffee table and pressing some into her palm.

    “Morning!” she said cheerfully and casually. “That bed is great, we slept so good once we finally fell asleep. Oooh, I hope there’s more coffee!” She lifted one leg up onto the table and began rubbing the lotion into her calves.

    “Uh, yeah, want me to get you a cup?” From his reclined position he couldn’t see, but he was hoping to God she had some underwear on.

    “Oh, that would be awesome. Just a little cream, please. You don’t make it too strong do you?” She looked him straight in the eye as she continued to get more lotion, then rubbed it further up her leg under the towel.

    As he got up, her eyes, locked on his, kept him from investigating beneath the towel, so he quickly looked off. “Steph said you guys fell right asleep,” he said, probing for more information as he went into the kitchen.

    “Hm? Oh yeah, I guess. We talked for a while in bed, though, you know how girls are. We get together like that and we just can’t help ourselves.” When he came back into the room she was ready for him, and dropped her leg after catching him looking, but kept it up long enough to make sure he’d seen the crotch of her sheer white panties. She put her best innocent smile on her face and again locked his eyes, reaching out for the coffee. “Oh, yum, gimme that, I need it bad.” She grabbed the cup with both hands and took a big sip.

    “Mmmm, perfect, thanks.” She put it back down and proceeded to moisturize her other leg, making sure the towel opened up just enough to both show some extra thigh as well as give him a glimpse of her abdomen. She watched her legs as she did so, giving him the opportunity to look as long as he wanted while he sat back down, this time a little further away on the sofa. When he didn’t pick the newspaper back up, she knew she had his attention.

    “So, what do you think we should do today?” she asked, keeping him off guard.

    “Excuse me?”

    “Oh. I guess I mean what should I do today. You know, in the afternoon while she’s still with the university people. Should I hang out by campus, or come back and wash your car?” She looked up and smiled at him, certain he’d been checking her out.

    “Ha, right. Um, yeah, there’s a bunch of little shops down there you can browse about, and a coffee shop every fifteen feet to hang out in. There’s huge bookstore, too. I bet you can fill the time.” He returned awkwardly to his paper, not reading a word of it.

    She finished her legs and sat up tall, placing her hands on her knees matter-of-factly. “Ok, great. I’ll find something to do, since, as you say, we’re always up to something, right?” She got up, leaving her coffee and the lotion on the table, and made her way out of the room. As she got to the doorway she removed her towel and brought it up to her hair, assuring that he’d get an excellent view of her bum through her transparent panties, and perhaps a glimpse of breast as she rounded the corner out of sight.

    Once again he found himself wrestling with his thoughts. Is this girl trying to seduce him, or is he just being a pervert and misinterpreting her innocent teenage actions. Either way, it was trouble for him. The sight of her perfect young butt instantly gave rise to his shorts, and he had to sit with the paper for a moment to let it subside. But the more he thought about it, the harder it got, and he was praying Stephanie wouldn’t come back in the room for a few more minutes.

    Back in the bedroom, Stephanie heard Vicky come in as she was putting on her make up. “Oh my god, I think he heard us last night,” she said getting a glimpse of her topless friend in the mirror. “What the fuck, tell me he didn’t see you like that?”

    “Relax, of course not. He’s fine. I don’t think he has any idea,” she lied. “Besides, he seems cool. What difference does it make to him if he knows?”

    “Come on, Vick. What if he told my mom? I totally don’t want to deal with her on this. You so do not know what she’d be like if she knew we were fooling around. I’m so close to getting out of the house, I just don’t want anymore hassle with her. So please tell me you’re going to be cool about it this weekend.”

    “Ok, damn, just calm down, you’re so wound up about it. That alone is going to clue him in, you know? I’ll be good, but you gotta start acting like yourself again, girl.”

    Steph gave her a long look, then turned to finish her make up while Vicky dried her hair and got dressed in a jean skirt and clingy tee. Stephanie dressed a bit more conservatively in jeans and buttoned shirt. They packed their shoulder bags and went down the hall to wait for their ride. Vicky wanted to give her friend a reassuring hug, but figured that would just make her more tense, so she let it go.

    Steph made a pretense of cleaning up the kitchen a little to further avoid Cal, but Vicky went back in and sat down across from him in an armchair. He kept reading the paper, so she didn’t start a conversation, but rather sat there with her knees slightly apart, staring out the window to the back yard. Whether he looked or not was his decision, she’d already done her damage for the morning. At nine-fifty the doorbell rang, and the girls said goodbye and left with little fanfare, leaving a much-relieved Cal to go about his day off undisturbed.
    ———

    He spent his time doing the short list of chores he needed to get done, then ran a few errands before returning around three to settle in for a few good hours on the couch watching baseball. As he was pulling up the drive he noticed the skies getting darker and wondered if the girls’ plans were going to be affected by what looked like imminent rain. Which is to say, he wondered whether Vicky was going to come home and continue to torture him. That girl was driving him crazy, and he really didn’t want to deal with her on his own.

    He finally settled in front of the TV with some chips and a beer, stretched out and watched the game for a few innings before dozing off. He was awakened an indeterminate amount of time later to the sound of what had to be Vicky coming through the front door.

    “Cal? I’m home!” She appeared a moment later in the kitchen doorway. “Oops, did I wake someone from their nap?” she cooed in baby talk. He just blinked at her in response, heavy with sleep and unsure what to say. “Man, have you seen it out there? It’s totally going to rain. I’m lucky I got home before it hits, that bus takes forever.” She spun around and disappeared down the hall for about five minutes, then came back into the kitchen, by which time Cal was more alert and able to converse.

    “Does this mean Steph’s coming home soon too?” he asked, trying not to sound annoyed. ‘Or am I blessed with your vixen self all afternoon,’ he wanted to add sarcastically.

    “Dunno,” she said, coming in with a glass of wine and sitting down in the chair at the foot end of his couch. “Oh wait, I’m supposed to be your helper,” she said looking at his empty beer. “Lemme get you another one.” She scooped up the bottle and darted off to the kitchen, returning with a new one, for which he thanked her. “Whatcha watchin’?” she chirped, sitting back down.

    Seriously, did he need to respond to that? It was quite obviously baseball. “Hockey,” he said in a deadpan voice, “perhaps you’ve heard of it?” Upon giving her a closer look, it appeared she’d removed the bra from beneath her tight fitting t-shirt, either that or she’d been dressed completely inappropriately for her visit with the school. Her delicate nipples were clearly visible atop the soft rise of her small breasts.

    “Ha, ha,” she droned. “I just didn’t look closely, sports fan. Can I have some chips?”

    “Help yourself,” he said, making no effort to pass them. The bag was on the opposite end of the coffee table from her, so to reach them she moved forward on the chair, allowing herself to slide down until she was sitting on the floor. In the process her denim skirt bunched up around her hips, revealing everything beneath. From his vantage point he could clearly see her entire thigh, but the table hid the rest.

    “Oopsy,” she said slowly, making a half-hearted effort to cover herself back up. “You can just pretend you didn’t see that.”

    He was beyond the point of caring about propriety, and just said, “You already showed that to me this morning, remember?”

    “What? When?” she said in a shocked voice. “You mean as I was leaving the room this morning? Cal, you dirty old man, were you checking me out?” The seriousness of her tone made him doubt himself again, and he blushed, not knowing what to say.

    “Oh my god, you’re blushing! You were checking me out. Shame on you, mister.” She now made an extra display of lowering her hem again, but with little success. She let the awkward silence hang there as she munched the chips and drank her wine. After several minutes of watching the game in silence, she said, “What’s that one guy there between the other two?”

    That was unexpected. “What, the short stop?”

    “Maybe?”

    “The second baseman?” he said, incredulously. “Do you mean to tell me that you’re here as a prospective athlete and you don’t even know a thing about baseball?!”

    She drew herself up and put her hands on her waist. “First, I’m a soccer player, duh. And second, I’m only here to spend the weekend with my girlfriend. I could really care less about this place. The school I mean, not your house. I like your house just fine, actually.” Then she did something else unexpected.

    She got to her hands and knees and crawled across the floor to the TV, leaving her skirt somewhat bunched and giving him a clear view of her backside through her see-through panties. When she got to the screen, she pointed to the player in question. “This guy,” she said, looking back over her shoulder. She met his eyes which quickly shifted to meet hers, knowing full well what he was seeing, but making no effort to hide it. “Who’s this guy?” as innocent as could be.

    “He’s, he’s the runner on second,” he managed to say, his throat catching.

    She turned back to the TV, letting him get another good look at her ass and smooth pussy through the fabric, then slowly sat back down on her heels. “Then why’s he so far from the base?”

    “He’s leading off?”

    “Hm, ok. I’m gonna get some more wine. You want anything? I’m your little helper, remember?” She said this with a bit more sultriness to her voice. “No? Nothing?” looking him in the eyes again. She stood up and collected her glass, then went off to the kitchen to fill it.

    Outside the skies darkened and it began to rain, slowly at first but then steadily as thunder rolled in the distance. As he lay on the couch he was thankful at least to be wearing jeans, because the bulge in his pants would otherwise have been quite apparent. However, there was little he could do to conceal it now, save to place a pillow over it, so he took a deep cleansing breath and waited to see what happened next.

    She came back in, this time coming all the way around the coffee table, and sat down sideways on the floor in front of where his legs were, facing him as he lay. “Okay, Cal. I’ve tried to be nice about it. But if you’re not going to give me anything to do around here, I’m just going to have to start doing things for you on my own.” She reached for his jeans and began undoing them. “Now let your little helper see what you’ve been hiding from her all day.

    He reached for her hands to stop her, but she swatted him away. “Ah, ah, ah! You had your chance. Besides, you shouldn’t worry. I’m not going to tell, and no one’s going to find out.” With that she pulled his pants and shorts down a bit over his hips until his nearly erect cock sprang up. “He-hey, sports fan! That is one big, beautiful dick.” She held it in both hands, squeezing it gently before leaning forward to take him in her mouth. With one hand reaching in for his balls and the other grasping his shaft, she pulled him deeper into her warm inviting mouth, letting her tongue roll about, collecting the flowing precum he’d been working up.

    “Oh my god, you taste so fucking delicious. And it feels so perfect in my mouth, don’t you think?” She drew him back in as he lay there moaning. Nearly overwhelmed by her incredible talent, her began to rethink what was happening. “Wait, wait,“ he said, not exactly stopping her. “Stephanie could be here any minute.”

    “She can’t say anything because I’ve already got something on her,” she said holding him. “She and I have been sleeping together for years now. I tried to make you aware of that last night, didn’t you hear?” He stiffened in her hand at the confirmation of his suspicions, a reaction not lost of Vicky. “Oh, ho, so you did know, and liked it too, I see.” She gently spat some her saliva onto his head and began stroking him while she continued. “Did you like hearing me cum last night, while your pretty little niece sucked me off?” He stiffened further. “Oh yeah, baby, I bet you did.” She popped him back in her mouth and pumped him hard into her for a few good strokes. “She’s a good little cunt licker, and I’ve got a really cute pussy for it, too. You saw it, though, what do you think? Did you like staring a my cute pantied pussy back there?”

    Back into her mouth he went, and his moans became more intense. She worked him expertly for several minutes, bringing him up and back down, but not letting him cum or really even get close to it. She jerked him hard and fast to desensitize him, then loosened her grip and let her wet fingers glide softly along his shaft, all the while holding the head of his wonderful cock in the grip of her soft tongue and lips.

    After about ten minutes of this her neck and jaw began to get stiff so she changed her tack. “Would you like to see my little pussy again, Cal?” She stood up and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall away to reveal her panties, now wet with her own anticipation. She placed her knee over his body towards the back of the couch, and straddled his chest. “Here you go, take a nice look at it.” She reached for his hand and placed it to her crotch. “Oh, yeah, rub my pretty kitty through my panties, please. Ohhh, yessss, just like that. Hm, you’re so good at that…” Now it was her turn to simply moan as the pleasure moved up through her body. She lowered herself down to him and pressed herself onto his face. “Mmm, lick me through the fabric. It’s already so nicely wet. Taste my juice through my sopping panties.” She enjoyed the warmth of his tongue and his breath as the fabric kept the sensation at bay. Finally she wanted more and reached down, pulling them aside so he could get to the smooth skin beneath.

    Cal knew a thing or two about how to please a girl, and now finally had the upper hand. He held her to him as he grasped thighs just beneath her ass. His tongue moved easily in and out of her truly wet, completely smooth pussy, but he gave most of his attention to her firm, protruding clit. As he sucked on her nearly pea-size button, he suspected its large size was the root cause of the unbridled lust she’d been displaying for the past twenty-four hours. Whether or not it was true, she was very appreciative of his skills and was eager to express it both verbally and physically.

    “Oh, shit, Cal, you’re so fucking good at that. Mmm, and to think I waited a whole day before jumping you. What the fuck was I thinking. Oh, GOD, right there, yes, yes!”

    In what seemed like only moments he had worked her to the brink of orgasm, and flirted with leaving her on the edge only momentarily before letting her cum on his face as she became vocally incoherent. He continued to hold her slight ass in his hands as she fucked him hard throughout its duration. Finally she relaxed enough to speak, and looked down again at his face between her thighs and smiled.

    “You are a dirty old man, aren’t you? How about I help that nice big cock of yours get into my sweet, tight sixteen-year-old pussy? Hm, can I help you do that, mister?” She stood up and whipped her panties off, then pulled his jeans and shorts completely off before climbing back onto him. She held herself up on her knees while she tugged at his slightly softened member.

    “Aw,” she cooed, “let your little helper make you big and strong again. Yes, there, that’s it!” She felt him firm up instantly as she spoke to him. As soon as she got him where she wanted him, she dropped her head and looked down as she guided herself down onto him. His head pierced her lips just slightly as she let out a deep moan, followed by a long slow exhale as she dropped down, fully enveloping his cock. “Oh, fuck!” they both shouted at the same time. “Jesus, Vicky, you are so fucking velvety tight. Oh, god, don’t move, you’ll fucking make me blow it right here!!”

    “She smiled hugely at him and mercifully sat still, but kept grinding her hips in small circles as he tried to regain his composure. After a bit she’d begun moving her hips forward and back against him, far enough to start moving his cock in and out slightly as she shifted her weight. He was going to need a few more minutes of cooperation if he’d be able to give her a decent fucking, but the point became moot as Vicky suddenly looked up and saw Stephanie standing in the kitchen, wet from the rain.

    “Oh. My. God!! You’re fucking my uncle! What the hell are you two doing??”

    “Hi, Steph. I’m his little helper!!” completely ignoring the condition she was in, or her shock for that matter. “Come here, you have got to see this cock!”

    Cal’s face went white, and his dick immediately shrank at least three sizes, much to Vicky’s chagrin. “Hey, no fair, you made him shrivel up, dammit!” She jumped up off him, letting his slick dick fall back flat against his stomach. Despite her shock at the scene, Stephanie involuntarily was drawn to his large handsome cock, even if it was merely semi-erect.

    “Come here, really, and look at it,” she continued to urge her friend, before getting up a racing across the room. Steph still stood there frozen as Vicky grabbed her hand and drew her to the sofa, at which point Cal sat up to protest. Then things really took another sharp turn.

    Vicky spun around fast on him placing her hand on his chest. “Not so fast, Cal. You’re going to do what I say or everyone finds out about what we were just doing. And you,” she said turning back to a still uncomfortable Steph, “you’re also going to behave or they all find out about us, too.” The were both mute at the prospect of discovery, and literally shocked at the boldness of this young girl. “Everybody cool?” she asked, giving them both a good look, “Good, cause I’m still way horny, and this is going to be a lot of fun, trust me.”

    She got back onto the sofa, kneeling between Cal’s legs while she stroked his soft cock back to life. “Look at it Steph, touch it. She reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her down to her knees and placing it on his dick, holding it there with her own. “That’s it, isn’t it wonderful? Keep stroking like that and don’t let go.”

    For both Cal and Steph, the fear of the trap they’d gotten themselves into started to take a back seat as their arousal for each other emerged. While she stroked his hardening dick, and really began to enjoy it, Vicky began to remove first her wet jeans then her shirt, leaving her in her panties and bra, before pressing things to the next level.

    “Suck it, Steph. It feels magnificent in your mouth.” When she hesitated Vicky grabbed her by her straight blonde hair and forced her head down to his erection. “I said ‘suck it,’ you little slut.” She grabbed his dick with her free hand and held it while she forced it into her mouth. “There you go, good girl. See? Isn’t that nice?” Steph relaxed her throat and jaw and just let her friend pump her face onto his substantial cock, taking it in as far as it would go before gagging a little on it. For Cal, the sight of his pretty niece getting a forced face fuck from him was an enormous turn on, and his dick was back to its full glory as she alternately choked on it and gasped for air. Whenever she caught her breath, strings of her saliva and his precum ran from her chin to his dick, and dripped onto his balls. He caught her eye at one point and saw her smile a little as she tried to wipe her face. Vicky sensed their acquiescence and loosened her grip.

    “There, now, is everyone willing to cooperate? You keep sucking that dick for me young lady, and I’ll give you a nice reward.” She hopped off the sofa and got down behind her, pulling her panties off and down to her knees. She then buried her face in her lover’s ass, licking the length of her already wet pussy lips. “Hmmm, so you like it after all, don’t you. How about you, Cal. Are you enjoying the company of your two little high school helpers?”

    He couldn’t bring himself to say anything, so he just moaned heavily at the pleasure he was receiving. By now he was fully aroused, and Stephanie was giving him a fantastic blowjob, using both hands and paying full attention to every part of his manhood, from sucking on his balls to licking along his length before plunging him deep down into her throat. For her part she was also beginning to become seriously aroused at the combination of giving some great head while having her filthy-minded girlfriend suck her clit and lick her ass. Eventually it became too much and she released Cal from her mouth and just stroked him while she started to cum, pressing back onto Vicky’s face. Seeing his niece cum so pretty with her face shut so tight in the throes of passion made him cum as well into her delicate little hand, and as she noticed him cumming with her she tried to suck what was left of his ejaculation, catching a small spurt of it on her cheek.

    Vicky sat up from behind her friend, her face shiny with her sex, and smiled at the two of them. “Well now, there are no secrets among us any longer. Anyone feel the lesser for it?” Steph and Cal looked at each other sheepishly before letting their smiles broaden across their faces. Cal was the first to speak, wiping his cum of her face with his thumb.

    “Nope, and since we’ve broken these first taboos, why not break some more of them.”

    “Huh, yeah, it’s funny you should say that,” Stephanie said. “I decided there’s really nothing at the university I’m interested in, and I was worried that you’d be upset when I came home and told you we’d be spending the rest of the weekend together.”

    Laughing, Vicky got up to pee and get them all some wine. “Goodie, now we can both play helper.” While she was out Steph confessed that she really did have a crush on him, and he confessed that he’d be more than happy to both see it further and keep everything he knew about her a secret. By the time Vicky got back she found Steph back on top of him in the same position she’d originally caught them in. She was holding his big limp cock up against her pussy with both hands, rubbing herself against him to get him hard enough to slip inside him. Vicky jumped up on the sofa behind her and spooned up against her body the best she could, removing her bra and her own shirt before reaching around to cup her breasts as she pressed her own up against her back. Looking over her shoulder down at Cal, who was now firm enough and had actually slipped into his niece’s warm, wet slit, she said, “You can fuck each other for a bit, but we’re going to take turns on him before he blows his load again. There’s no way I’m going to waste any more time in this house without getting as much of that big succulent cock as possible.

    And they did just that. Steph rode him for a while before climbing off and scooching forward so sit down onto his face while Vicky came forward to ride him as well. She fingered herself while she fucked him hard, desperately wanting to cum on his firm rod, and did so with an orgasm proportionate to his size. When she finished, she came around the front of Stephanie to face her while she rode his cock and her friend his face. This was finally all Cal could take, and as Stephanie came hard on him, he released himself into her while staring at the cute little pussy and ass of his happy and eager little helper.


  • Part 13, Men’s Attention

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    I discover what me are after

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    After Bill caught me sleeping with mom naked, he seemed to spend much more time at the house, and paid much more attention towards me. I was used to walking around the house in short shorts and booty shorts. The first time I caught him paying attention to me, I was wearing a tank top and small shorts. I was cleaning around the house, wiping dirt off some of our furniture. I was listening to some music, and kind of dancing around to it. I got down on my knees and on all fours to clean under the furniture holding the TV, which I hadn’t cleaned in a long time. It took about a minute, which passed by fast as danced a bit to the music. I was about done, when I looked up a bit, and saw the TV screen reflecting Bill sitting in the couch behind me, looking at my ass. He noticed I saw his reflection, so he grabbed the paper and pretended to be reading it. I acted like I didn’t see him, and hurried up cleaning and left. I wondered how long he had been sitting there watching me. I noticed his attention on me a few times after that.

    One day after school, I saw Juan in the spot where he used to wait for me. I have to admit, I was happy he was back. It’s not like I loved him or anything like that, but it was the feeling I had being around him, like a whore, like a fucktoy. I didn’t enjoy being raped by him and his dad, but it was still such a turn on thinking about it, feeling so used. I walked over to greet him.
    “Hi Juan, haven’t seen you in forever.”
    Juan,”hey b, what’s up. Yeah, sorry. My dad told me to leave you alone for some time. Just in case you were mad I guess. Are you mad at me?”
    I never really did feel mad at him, I almost felt like I deserved what I got for being so easy, but I obviously didn’t tell him that.
    Me,”I am a little mad, I was mad afterwards but now I’m over it.”
    Juan,”That’s badass. Let’s go have some fun.”
    Me,”I can’t, I’m getting a ride from my boyfriend right after school.”
    Juan,”come on, I haven’t fucked you in a while, come give me a quick blowjob.”
    Me,”His mom might be waiting already.”
    Juan,”come on, just real quick.”
    Me,”ok.”
    We ran to our little fuck spot in the abandoned area, and he grabbed me by the hair and put me on my knees.
    Juan,”come on, real quick.”
    I undid his pants and pulled his dick out. He used pushed the back of my head towards his dick.
    Juan,”open up bitch, hurry up.”
    I opened my mouth and he immediately pushed my head down, putting it all the way in. He began fucking my face fast, it was like he was masturbating with my mouth. I felt his dick get fully hard, growing in my mouth as he back and forth. I felt some gagging as he fucked me, but it wasn’t too bad. I got a little teray eyed, and felt a tear roll down my cheek as he used me.
    I tried pulling out to catch my breath, but he pressed harder on the back of my hand, and I got that distinct smell that men give when they are about to cum. I felt his body tense up, and push down hard, so I pushed my face forward, touching his balls with my lips as he fucked me. He began grunting, and I felt his dick pump inside of my mouth. I felt warm fluid going down my throat, but I couldn’t taste it. I began moving my head, fucking myself a bit to please him. I knew he was done, so I began to pull it out, and got a bit of his cum on my tongue, I felt that salty taste he had. I looked up, and he seemed out of breath, and so was I.
    Juan,”good job. Go catch your ride.”
    I got up and ran to my pickup spot, where Tyler and his dad were waiting. I was expecting to get a ride from Tyler’s mom, not dad.
    Tyler’s dad (Larry),”there she is.”
    Tyler,”I was looking for you, but I couldn’t find you.”
    Me,”sorry, I had to use the restroom.”
    Tyler,”were you crying, he reached towards my cheek where a tear had been.”
    I had forgotten to clean up on my rush.
    Me,”oh, no, I just got something in my eye.”
    Larry just smiled,”I’m sure she is fine, now let’s go kids.”
    We walked towards the car and Tyler’s dad said,
    “Hey, let your pretty girlfriend ride up front, so she can have a better view.”
    Tyler,”ok.”
    I rode in the passenger seat while Tyler’s dad drove.
    Larry,”what have you been up to sweetheart?”
    Me,”oh nothing, just school and stuff.”
    Larry, “oh that’s good, hope my boy is treating you good.”
    Me,”mmm yeah.”
    Larry,”hey, you must have fallen.”
    I didn’t know what he meant, but he reached over to my knees, which had dirt on them. He began doing small wipes, like he was removing the dirt from my knees. Tyler must have assumed his dad was wiping the dirt off, as his dad moved his hand un and down my thighs with each swipe. It felt odd to say the least, but I didn’t say anything.
    Larry,”there you go.”
    We made it to the block before my house, and Larry asked,”how is your mom doing?”
    Me,”umm good.”
    Larry,”I bet, I haven’t seen her in a while, let her know I said hi.”
    Me,”ok.”
    We made it to the front of the house and I tried opening the door, which was locked.
    Larry,”come on boy, you know you need to open the door for a lady.”
    Tyler,”oh yeah.”
    Larry unlocked the doors, as Tyler got out to open mine. Larry reached over and put his hand on my thigh saying, “this boy hasn’t learned how to treat a lady yet, but he will.”
    My door opened and I got out as I saw Larry’s stare slide down towards my ass. Tyler and I hugged and said goodbye, as Larry continued staring at me. I began walking away and their car didn’t leave until I went into the house. I wondered if it was to make sure I made it in safe, or if his dad was still staring at me.

    Mom was going to be working until nightime that day, so I had the house all to myself. I did my homework, than went to her room to try a few of her new clothes on. I was too small, and needed bigger tits to fill them up. I got an idea, I filled up two balloons with air, and pushed them into her bras so I could pretend I had tits. It looked pretty good underneath blouses. I wondered if I would ever look like mom. I also wondered about all the attention I was getting from men lately, I didn’t look nearly as good as mom. As I looked in the mirror, I could see my hips had opened up a bit, and my butt seemed a little bigger. My butt actually did have a good size for my small body. It kind of scared me to thing I might grow a butt, and no tits. I had been wanting a big pair of tits like mom, I hated to think I wouldn’t get them. I kept going trough some of mom’s things when I found a box in the back of her closet. I wondered what it was, so I opened it. It had diffrent things on it, that I didn’t know what they were for at the time. It had balls attached by a string, going from small to bigger ones. It had a glass looking triangular ‘thing’, like a cone. There was a cylindrical tube type of thing made of rubber. Then I saw a big black rubber thing. I didn’t know what it was for about 5 seconds, then I noticed it was like a dick, with a head and balls and veins and everything. It was like a huge dick. I wondered what it was for, but it didn’t take long to figure it could only have one purpose. I couldn’t figure how she used half the things on the box. I had a falshback from when I was younger, I opened a box like that, but had no clue what those things were for, so I had put it back. I decided I would give the big black rubber dick a try, so I laid in her bed, and tried to put it inside my pussy. I was to dry to even get the tip in, so I tried sucking on it to lube it up. I opened my mouth, but could barely even get the head in, it was so thick. I licked it all around, then tried putting it in. I tried pushing it in, and it seemed almost like it was hugging to sides of my pussy, not going in. It slowly began creeping in, but I felt my pussy being stretched to wide, and it was too painful, so I was done with that. I looked through the box, and found another one, pink dick shaped thing, with and twist button underneath it. I twisted the button, and it began shaking. I laid in bed again, and pushed that one inside my pussy. It was much smaller than the previous one, but still had trouble getting it in, so I sucked it and gagged myself to lube it up. It was a bit painful, but I got it in. I twisted the knob hoping for the best, and felt the vibration inside my pussy, nothing great. I turned the knob some more, and it felt better. I turned it all the way, and it finally felt good. I began fucking myself, going in and out slowly, pulling up on it to feel the vibration in my clit. My mind began venturing off, into mom, tanya, and being raped. I felt myself getting wet, it became easier and easier pushing it all in, with little pain. Thoughts of mom’s videos came to mind, of her being violated. Then I related the vibrating sensation to Tanya’s toungue. I began fucking myself faster, thinking of being raped by Juan and his dad, the day I finally felt used and abused, like mom. My body began tensing, and I felt it explode, as the rubber dick continued vibrating on my clit. By the time I pulled it out, it was soaked in my juice. I took it to the bathroom to wash it, then put everything back in its place, knowing I had just found a small treasure chest.

    I still had time to waste, so I decided to cool off in the pool. I put on the thong two piece Tanya bought me, and bathed and swam around a bit. It felt so good to have the bikini’s fabric up my ass, and my buttcheeks so uncovered. It felt so sexual. I laid in one on the pool chairs to dry up, and began masturbating over my bikini, rubbing my clit. I was thinking of getting with mom again, and with Tanya, thoughts of a 3some came to my head, it would be so hot. I remembered Juan’s dad and his big dick, and how painful it was, and how my pussy felt so full, and stretched. It hurt when it happened, but in my mind, it was exciting, and almost felt like feeling it again. I imagined mom getting fucked by big dicks like that, wondered how she took them, wondered how she came to enjoy them, if I ever would. My body tensed, and I felt myself cumming. My juices flowing out of my pussy, my pussy vibrating at my fingertips. It was great feeling the bikini’s fabric up my ass, feeling my ass divided in two. I jumped in the pool to cool off a bit. I came out after a few minutes and walked towards the glass door, where I saw bill standing inside staring at me. I must have turned bright red. I wondered how long he had been standing there, why was he staring at me like that, maybe he saw me masturbating. I didn’t want to talk to him at all, I was so embarrassed. I opened the door and walked right past him.
    Bill,”hey brenda, just checking up on you, your mom was gonna be a little late, brought you some pizza if you are hungry.”
    He knew mom wasn’t around, he had no business there, I didn’t care about the food.
    Me,”oh thanks, I’m not hungry right now, maybe later.”
    Bill,”alright, I’ll leave it here.”
    I had to walk past him, as he stared at my ass in that thong bikini, all the way to my room. I almost felt like crying, feeling ashamed, like this mas had raped me with his eyes. How could mom get eaten up by men’s eyes on a daily basis, and be so cool about it.


  • Home for the Summer – 3

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    Kyle’s mother gets to work seducing her twin daughter’s

    Kyle’s mom bit her lip and groaned as she watched her twin daughters, Becca and Vicky, having sex on the bed just across the hall from her. Becca was sat on the bed with her back resting against the headboard. Vicky was crouched over her with her back to the camera. She glanced over her shoulder and stared into the camera lens, her eyes full of lust as she bit her lip just like her mother.

    She gave her bare ass a harsh slap as her mom watched it jiggle slightly, her mouth practically watering over what whores she had raised. Becca was licking and suckling Vicky’s pussy whilst simultaneously tracing her finger around in a circle over her own clit. Little did they know, but their mom was also doing the same. She was lying naked on her bed, the same bed she had taken her son’s virginity in just one week ago. Since then, she had learnt of Becca and Vicky’s sex cam show and had spent the better part of $500 watching them in the private lobby.

    She didn’t believe Kyle at first. To her, he was just a horny teenager who had a wild fantasy. Well, wild for somebody who had just fucked their mom at least. They had only had sex once more since the first time; she had just been too focused on Becca and Vicky to pay attention to him, especially since he shot his load within 20 seconds this time round. But when she saw the stream and saw that Kyle wasn’t lying, it became her mission to seduce them like she had done with her son. This proved to be a fruitless affair, as no matter how much cleavage she showed, how many times she “accidently” walked in on them in the shower or how many times she had tried to interrupt their cam shows, they wouldn’t budge. She knew she had to go all in and demand that they submit to her…and she was determined that this would be the night…

    Becca and Vicky were now sat up as the private show came to an end. Becca was wiping her sister’s grool off of her mouth with a towel as Vicky gave her hair a quick brush so to be presentable to the public audience.

    “Thanks so much for playing with us today Mommy!” Vicky cooed.

    Mommy, was of course, just a username. They had no idea how true their words were when they used it.

    Their mother’s heart hammered in her chest as she began to type a reply: “I want you to do one more thing for me”

    “What’s that, Mommy?” Becca asked, quickly glancing at Vicky and obviously aware that the private show was coming to an end.

    “Come to Mommy’s room” she typed back.

    The girls giggled.

    “We’d love to Mommy, but we need to get going now! If you want to go private with us again, you know what to do!” Vicky replied sweetly with a big smile.

    Their mother gritted her teeth. “I raised you better than that you silly little girl…” she said quietly to herself as her daughters waved goodbye and the screen flicked to darkness.

    Taking a deep breath, she got off the bed and draped a dressing gown over her naked body before opening the door and walking at a brisk pace towards Becca’s room.

    She rapped her knuckles hard against the door and shouted; “Girls! I need to see you for a moment please!”

    “Err…just give us ten minutes mom we’re just doing some college work!” Becca shot back.

    Their mom grunted. How dare they talk to her like that!?

    She stormed back across the hall and into her bedroom and began pacing around, now more determined than ever to teach them a lesson.

    She opened her wardrobe and pulled open a drawer at the bottom which consisted of bullet vibrators, handcuffs, whips, nipple clamps, orgasm gel and other various toys.

    “Those two little madams will show me some respect even if it kills me…” she muttered to herself as she heard Becca’s bedroom door open. However, instead of coming to see her as requested, they instead ran down the stairs and into the kitchen.

    Furious and incredibly horny after edging herself all the way through the private show, she walked back down the hall and was about to call out when she noticed Becca’s door was open.

    She strode inside and glanced around before bending down and peering under the bed where she remembered the girls had reached down when retrieving their sex toys.

    “What do we have here..?” she mused, pulling out a long and girthy pink dildo from behind a box.

    She examined it and found it still to be slippery with pussy juice; from Becca or Vicky she couldn’t remember.

    She held it under her nose and sniffed it, breathing in the scent before gently tracing her tongue around the tip as she tasted one of her daughters.

    Suddenly, she heard Becca and Vicky giggling and charging back up the stairs. She tossed the dildo back behind the bed and faced the door way, arms crossed as the girls entered the room, their smiles soon fading when they saw their mom standing there.

    “Oh…mom…we were just about to-“ Becca began as her mother held up a hand to silence her.

    “I asked you to come and see me” she said sternly, her eyes flicking between the two twins.

    “We were just busy” Vicky piped up awkwardly as her mother took a few steps towards her.

    “With college work?” their mom asked, eyebrow raised.

    “Yeah…we have some big assignments coming up soon and-“ Vicky began only to be interrupted by their mother’s mocking laughter.

    “Oh please, do you think I was born yesterday?”

    Becca and Vicky looked at one another, a confused expression mirrored on their faces.

    Suddenly, their mom grabbed a hold of Becca’s ear and began to drag her over to the master bedroom.

    “Hey! Mom! Quit it! That hurts!” Becca snapped, walking awkwardly to keep up with her mom.

    “What are you doing!? Mom!?” Vicky cried desperately as she followed them into their mother’s bedroom.

    She finally released Becca who stumbled against the wardrobe as her sister rushed over to console her. Their mom closed the door and turned the laptop to face them.

    “And what do you call this?” she asked as the two girls stared gobsmacked at their sex cam profile.

    “Oh shit! We…erm…I can…err….I…” the twins stammered as their mom stared down at them.

    “I am very disappointed in the both of you! I thought I had raised you better than this!?” she barked at her daughters as they awkwardly shuffled their feet.

    She sat down on the bed and clicked her fingers at Becca. “Here. Now!” she commanded as Becca flinched but did as she was told. The two girls were both wearing an oversized t-shirt and panties, and Becca awkwardly twisted her shirt in her hands as she made her way over to her mom. But before she had a chance to speak, her mother grabbed her arm and pulled her over her knee in one fluid moment before lifting her t-shirt up and delivering a series of harsh spanks to her ass.

    “You” SMACK “Will” SMACK “Respect” SMACK “Your” SMACK “Mother!” she barked as Becca yelped out and kicked her legs pathetically.

    She then grabbed Becca’s panties and yanked them up; dragging the thin material into her ass with so much vigour it’s a surprise they didn’t tear.

    “I’m sorry Mommy I’m sorry!” she wailed as Vicky watched on horrified as her mother spanked her sister so hard her dressing gown came loose and exposed one of her breasts.

    “Mom! Stop it!” Vicky finally begged, taking a step forward but freezing in place as her mother glanced up at her.

    “Or else you’ll do what!?” their mother snapped. Her heart was racing; ever since her experience with Kyle she had developed a lust for power and control. She had enjoyed the submission which came from Kyle handing over his virginity to her just a little bit too much.

    She released Becca who stumbled back over to her sister as she awkwardly dug the material out from between her ass cheeks. Becca and Vicky both looked at their mother with shock and horror etched onto their faces.

    “Now, you’re going to listen and do exactly what Mommy tells you to, okay?” Their mother said slowly and sternly. The two girls nodded, eyes wide as they held onto each other.

    “If word gets out about you two, I’ll be the laughing stock of this entire town. They’ll all be saying how bad of a mother I must be to have raised two filthy little sluts who are so desperate for pussy that they have to resort to incest!”

    This last word seems to have hit the two girls like a bullet as they physically recoiled at the mere mention of it.

    “Please Mommy don’t say that!” Vicky pleaded, “It was just to earn a little bit of money-“ Vicky continued before being interrupted by her mother’s harsh laugh.

    “Money!? So you really are whore’s, aren’t you?” she scoffed. Becca was still whimpering. Her eyes were filled with tears as she clung onto her sister for support. Her mother saw this and managed to smile at her.

    “What am I saying…you two girls are my daughter’s. Maybe I am being a little bit too harsh on you. I’m sorry. Come here Becca, let Mommy dry those tears for you.” She said as she held out a hand towards Becca.

    Becca sniffled and looked from her sister to her mother. Perhaps fearing another outburst, she gingerly walked back over to her mother and sat down on the bed beside her. Her mother brushed the hair out of Becca’s eyes and wiped a stray tear which had begun to roll down her cheek.

    Their mother bit her lip and gently pulled at the robe she had on until it became untied and parted down the middle, exposing her breasts.

    “Come here baby…” she whispered gently as she pulled Becca closer to her who instinctively followed her advances. She guided Becca’s head down towards her exposed breast until her lips latched around her nipple and she began to instinctively suckle on it. Vicky watched, wide-eyed as her twin sister sucked on her mother’s nipple.

    “There’s no closer bond between a mother and daughter than this right here,” their mother cooed softly as she shrugged off her gown until it crumpled around her ass and rendered her naked. “You were upset, so you came to your mommy for support, for sustenance. Unfortunately, your mommy doesn’t produce milk anymore, but just the mere action of doing this will hopefully put you back at ease.”

    Becca looked up at her mother. Her eyes were no longer watering and she was surprised at how natural this felt.

    “Vicky…come to Mommy,” her mother asked. Vicky hesitated slightly and reluctantly walked over to the bed and sat on the other side of her.

    “Join your sister,” she breathed, leaning closer to Vicky and locking eyes with her.

    Vicky glanced at her sister who was already looking at her, her mouth still full of her mother’s boob.

    Mouth dry and without question, Vicky leaned down and latched onto her mother’s other nipple and began to suckle on it.

    Their mother’s groans filled Vicky and Becca’s ears as the two girls sucked her breasts as if desperately trying to retrieve sustenance.

    “Mmmmm good girls….” Their mother cooed as she brushed their hair with her hands. “No one can say I am a bad mother now…I’d do anything for my girls…and boy…” she added with a slight smile.

    Vicky glanced up and her mother read the question on her mind.

    “You two really should be thanking me, you know,” their mother began, “Your horny little brother has been jerking himself off to you two for quite some time now. How do you think I found out about your little cam-show? It was only a matter of time before he started to get more adventurous, and the last thing I wanted was for either of you two to be exposed to his big, dirty cock. You wouldn’t have been able to resist it, or handle it, so I took him for you. My wet cunt milked his balls dry so that your firm little bodies with your toned bellies, perky boobs and tight pussies could continue enjoying your youth. His cock would have destroyed the two of you, but luckily for you your mommy could handle him just fine. You two simply don’t have the experience to handle his raw, sexual energy.”

    The two girls stayed silent, save for the suckling noises, as their mother spread her legs and began gently tugging at the t-shirts they were both wearing.

    “You two really do have amazing bodies, you know. But I think I would have given you a run for your money twenty years ago too when I was your age. Let me see them, in the flesh. Get naked with Mommy…”

    “Yes Mommy,” the two girls breathed as they stood up and pulled off their t-shirts and slipped off their panties. Their mother’s eyes bulged as she smiled and licked her lips.

    “Wow, look at you two! So womanly, so sexy! Maybe you could handle your brother after all…” she mused. She stood up and rounded her daughter’s as she examined their naked frames. She then began to gently kiss their necks, Vicky first and then Becca. She traced her tongue down towards their bare shoulders before gently nibbling on them with her teeth. Their shudders and soft moans gave her the answer she needed. “Yeah, I love having my neck kissed too. Always makes me so horny…” she breathed as she walked away from them towards the closet. The two girls watched their mother with a lustful expression on their faces as she began to toss toys and BDSM equipment onto the bed.

    “Your brother will be home soon from his friend’s house. When he gets home, all three of us are going to show him just how much we miss him when he goes away to college. In five days we aren’t going to see him again for another four months, so let’s give him a night to remember,” their mother commanded.

    “Yes Mommy,” the two girls moaned in unison.

    Their mother smiled. “Becca, I want you to tie your sister up. Together, we’re going to make her cum so hard that she forgets her own name, okay? From what I have seen from your shows, Vicky is the biggest squirter. I want this room smelling of pussy and sex for when your brother gets here. The natural aroma will act as an aphrodisiac and will make him feel much more relaxed and willing. No matter how much he wants it, he might still put up a fight. I mean, we are his family after all. We don’t want him to show any reluctance here, okay? And as for you Becca, you’re obviously a natural submissive. Fuck, I could have told you that before I even found out about your sex shows! I mean, there’s nothing wrong with that, but I’m going to edge you until you’re literally begging for your brother’s hot load, okay?”

    “Yes Mommy!” the twins moaned again, their mouths salivating at this point.

    Their mother handed Becca some rope. “I know how flexable you both are; so tie Vicky up so that she can’t move. I want her legs spread and pussy on display for me. Once you have done that, come and find me if I’m not back yet, okay?”

    “Yes Mommy!” Becca moaned as her mother handed her the rope and left the room.

    She closed the door behind her and rested her back against it. Her breasts were rising and falling dramatically with each heavy breath she took. She stole across the hallway and into the bathroom. She was shaking. Adrenaline was coursing through her veins. She had never felt so excited in her entire life. She had always been a sexual and outgoing person, but she had never done anything like this before. Well, not until last week of course. Her family had never once crossed her mind, never. But now that she had tasted this kink, this taboo…she couldn’t get enough of it. She turned on the cold water and splashed it up into her face. The inside of her thighs were wet with her juices. Thin beads like spider silk were hanging down from her pussy due to the raw anticipation of what was to come. And of course, it wouldn’t end here, oh no. Even when Kyle went back to college, she would still have two daughters to play with. She may even go as far as to call them…sex slaves? They submitted to her so easily just now… She gasped, the sensation just felt too good! It was like she was about to orgasm without even touching herself! But the best part about all of this was that she was in charge. All three of her offspring were at her command. All she had to do was click her fingers and they would be there.

    Suddenly, there was a knock on the bathroom door. “Mommy?” It was Becca. Becca the natural submissive. If only Vicky had been a domme like her mother! She would have enjoyed the challenge of breaking her down…

    “I’ve tied Vicky up just like how you-“ Becca began as her mother opened the door, but she didn’t get to finish her sentence as her mother pulled her into a deep embrace. Their lips smacked together and their tongues explored each other’s mouths as they sloppily kissed and groped one another.

    Becca instinctively leaned back as her mom took control. She leaned over her daughter, lost in the moment as she kissed and began to ravish her daughter’s body, biting her neck and clawing at her slender frame like a hungry vampire. Becca’s legs began to give away and she soon found herself with her back against the carpeted floor with her mom on top of her.

    “Tell me that you’re my whore,” Becca’s mom moaned into her ear.

    Becca’s legs turned to jelly as the words tricked into her ear like poison. “I’m Mommy’s little whore,” she breathed back as her mom groaned in pleasure at the confession.

    “Good girl…,” her mom moaned back, her face an inch away from Becca’s. “Now, let’s go fuck your sister!”

    Becca felt herself being dragged to her feet by her mom who led her back into the master bedroom.

    Vicky was wriggling hopelessly on the bed. Her legs were pulled up and her ankles were tied to her wrists with her pussy on full display as requested. Becca had done a stellar job, but her mom knew she would because she had seen it all on their sex shows before. The way Vicky looked at her mom suggested a hint of shame and maybe regret, as if having the few minutes alone had given her time to think and for the situation to sink in.

    “Becca, sit on your sister’s face!” their mother commanded. Becca asked no questions and did as she was told. Their mom climbed onto the bed and began to gently stroke the bottom of Vicky’s feet. It was as if she knew of every trick in the book. Vicky began to squirm and eventually opened her mouth to either protest or giggle at the tickling sensation. Upon doing so, she allowed her tongue to lash out and graze her sister’s pussy. It was like a cat to milk as the mere taste of it caused her to being lapping hungrily, much to Becca’s delight.

    Their mom smiled and looked down at Vicky’s pussy which was shining in sticky juices. She traced a finger over her tight slit and effortlessly eased two fingers inside of her. Vicky’s body jolted as her mother began to expertly massage her from the inside. This then caused Becca to groan louder than ever as Vicky picked up the pace. Vicky’s toes began to curl and uncurl as her mom got into a steady rhythm, and all three of them could hear the wet squelching noise as their mom slipped back and forth against Vicky’s pussy.

    Becca lunged forward and grabbed Vicky’s ankle before taking her sister’s toes in her mouth, sucking and lapping them hungrily. Her mom followed suite and took Vicky’s other foot in her mouth, kissing and caressing the heel and gently dragging her teeth across the bottom and towards her toes. She watched as Becca’s tongue danced between Vicky’s toes which were now shining in saliva. Becca’s hands were pushing down and groping Vicky’s boobs for support. Their mom knew Vicky was close to an orgasm, she could feel her daughter’s pussy pulsing around her fingers. Her grool and juices seemed to be getting thicker and her toned belly was rising and falling rapidly.

    Their mom suddenly picked up the pace which caused Vicky to spasm violently. She shuddered heavily as Becca began grinding her pussy all over her face as if trying to cover every inch. Their mom pulled her fingers out of Vicky who responded to this by firing a thick jet of cum against her mom’s boobs with such force she recoiled. Her squirt had splattered over her chest and had begun to trickle down towards her own pussy. It almost seemed to be gushing out of Vicky and soon the bed sheets were soaked in the sticky grool. Her mom looked at Vicky wide-eyed and in awe, but she didn’t have much time to reflect on this as a high pitched squeak forced her to look at Becca who had an orgasm of her own. Her squeaked turned into a loud moan as she swung her head back. Her nails dug into her sister’s boobs for support as their bodies rocked in unison. The sheer force caused Becca to roll off of Vicky whose face was coated in Becca’s juices. The two sister’s lay breathless on the bed, their bodies jerking and convulsing as they tried to regain their senses and recover from their orgasm.

    “You…you always have to…have to try and outdo me…don’t you?” Vicky moaned breathlessly, a smile appearing on her cum soaked face.

    “Fuck you,” Becca giggled as she shoved her sister playfully with her foot.

    “Now now girls,” their mother cooed, standing up and leaning over Vicky who looked up at her.

    “Mommy is very proud of both of you! This isn’t a contest, you know,” she smirked as she leant in and began kissing Vicky like she had done with Becca earlier.

    Vicky returned the kiss but was unable to do much else due to the bondage. Her mom found herself tracing her tongue around Vicky’s lips as she lapped up Becca’s grool which clung to Vicky’s face like glue. Becca watched patiently as her twin and mother kissed each other passionately. Her mom finally looked up, still connected to Vicky’s face due to the threads of grool clinging to each of their lips.

    “Come here,” their mom commanded with a lustful expression on her face as she guided Becca’s face down towards Vicky’s. She stepped back and watched her two daughter’s kissing each other like long-lost lover’s. She grinned, this evening couldn’t have gotten off to a better start.

    ***** 3 Hours Later *****

    Kyle allowed the front door to slam shut behind him as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He flicked on the hallway light and made his way into the kitchen to make himself a drink. As he began to drink his glass of water, he couldn’t help but notice that the house was eerily quiet. It was only 7pm, after all.

    He made his way upstairs and noticed a warm glow of light emanating from his mother’s bedroom. He instantly felt a flush of excitement and a tinge of awkwardness at the thought of his mother. He couldn’t believe he had fucked her. It just seemed unreal to him. He was finally no longer a virgin, but he had lost his virginity in the most bizarre fashion.

    As he made his way to the top of the stairs he glanced in the direction of his mom’s room. His eyes bulged at what he saw and the glass of water slipped from his hand and clattered to the ground soaking the carpet around his feet. He stared, utterly speechless. The door was wide open and his mom was sat on the bed facing him with a sinister smirk on her face. His sisters were both kneeling at either side of her, each of them suckling one of their mother’s breasts. All three of them were naked and all three had locked eyes with him.

    “Come to Mommy, Kyle,” his mother cooed as his sister’s grinned widely at him.

    “Yes little brother,” Vicky moaned softly, “come to us, come and play with us.”

    Kyle tried to form words but found it impossible. He saw his mom gesture to the two girls who grinned and began to crawl over to Kyle on their hands and knees. Kyle could feel his cock bulging in his pants as they crawled side by side towards him. Their boobs swayed rhythmically and Kyle could see that they had arched their backs in order to make their ass visible to him too.

    “Come little brother,” Becca moaned this time. “Come with us.”

    “I…I can’t!” Kyle finally blurted out as beads of sweat emitted from his forehead.

    Kyle saw his sister’s lick their lips as they got within reaching distance. Kyle began to walk backwards but the twins kept up their slow pursuit until they had him backed into a wall.

    “We know you want this,” Vicky purred as Kyle desperately tried to reach for his bedroom door handle which was just out of reach.

    “Oh god, oh fuck!” Kyle moaned. He did want this, and he was powerless to resist.

    Vicky began to unbuckle his jeans and Becca helped her to pull them down his legs. His cock protruded against his boxer shorts and a small dot of pre-cum soaked through where the tip of his penis was. His sister’s yanked his pants down which caused his erect cock to twang out and bounce up and down, much to Vicky and Becca’s delight.

    Kyle looked towards his mom who was watching the scene from her bedroom with a vibrator held firmly against her pussy.

    He could feel his sister’s hot breath against his cock which was pulsing in anticipation. Vicky looked up at him and gently licked a droplet of pre-cum off his cock which had threatened to drip down onto the floor. Kyle moaned at the slight touch and closed his eyes, but they soon snapped open again as Vicky wrapped her lips around his shaft and began to give him a very sensual blowjob.

    Kyle gasped and shuddered as her tongue lashed around his shaft before she deep-throated him, her nose poking against his short pubic hair as she took all of him in her mouth. She withdrew, eyes watering as Becca then did the same to him, sliding her lips over his slobber coated cock without care as the tip of his cock pushed past her tonsils and poked the back of her throat. She held it there, her hands gripped around Kyle’s thighs as Vicky watched on. Drool began to run down Becca’s chin as Kyle’s cock began to twitch. A droplet of drool dripped onto Becca’s breasts and Vicky wasted no time in leaning down to lick it off. Becca held firm as if in a desperate attempt to prove herself as the deep throat goddess. Not wanting to be left out, Vicky leaned down and began to kiss her brother’s balls which were dangling down, but at her touch began to shrivel up.

    Kyle gasped and began to slide down the wall he was leaning against. Vicky had now gathered his testicles in her mouth and Becca had begun to rock her head back and forth. Their mother watched on as her two daughter’s sucked and lapped at her son’s cock and balls. Kyle’s mouth was an “O”. He had completely submitted and wanted nothing more than to blast the contents of his balls down Becca’s throat. But he couldn’t. The adrenaline was still going strong and the urge to cum was not quite there yet. Not wanting to be the only one not naked, Kyle pulled his shirt up and over his head and kicked his jeans the rest of the way off.

    Suddenly, their mother clapped her hands together sharply which caused all three of them to look over to her.

    “Come to mommy now, on your hands and knees…all of you,” she commanded.

    Becca withdrew her mouth from around Kyle’s cock as Vicky took her place next to her again on her hands and knees. Kyle’s mouth was dry, but he was nothing more than a plaything now. He too got down and began to crawl towards the master bedroom. He was behind Becca whose pussy and asshole were directly on show inches away from his face. A quick glance to his right showed the same sight but for Vicky instead. His erect cock bounced back and forth and the saliva seemed to attract a chill as his cock cut through the air with each shuffle he made.

    Within seconds, all four were in the master bedroom. Their mother rounded them and closed the bedroom door.

    “I’m going to lay down some ground rules for the next five days,” she said, sitting back down on the bed in front of them so that they had to look up at her. She had her legs parted as her pussy was glimmering in her juices.

    “Number one; no more clothes. Not even a sock. We need to be comfortable around each other and what better way to do this than to be constantly naked, hm?” she went on as the three siblings nodded in agreement.

    “Number two; an orgasm in every room in the house. That’s for all of us. I want us to be able to walk into any room and be able to reminisce on happy memories which happened in there. And what’s better than cumming? We’ve all had an orgasm in this room already, so that’s one down!” their mother continued.

    “And number three; submission. As your mother, I am in charge. What I say goes, okay? I want the three of you to submit to me in private. If you’re wondering what I mean by this, don’t. It will come to you naturally; you’ll know what to do when the time comes. Oh, and one more thing; all four of us will be sleeping in my bed for the remainder of the time Kyle is here before he goes back to college. Girls, I may look to extend this with you once Kyle is gone.”

    “Now Kyle,” their mother went on, “you’re going to fuck me and blow your load deep into my cervix. It’s only right that I should get the first load as it’s always the most potent. I want your sister’s to feel you bareback, so it’s only fair that I, as their mother, protect them as much as I can from the risk of pregnancy. I’ve undergone a procedure which means I can’t be impregnated, but you two girls are of course still extremely fertile.”

    Kyle could feel his cock throbbing uncontrollably at his mother’s words. He didn’t know where to look. His mother glowed with dominance and experience, but his twin sister’s still had that fresh, young, playful and kinky appeal to them. Their slender, frim bodies and neat pussy’s could hypnotise any man, Kyle was sure of it. But his mother, with her huge breasts, whilst not nearly as perky as his sister’s, looked amazing when bouncing around in front of your face. Kyle, of course, knew this from experience.

    “I-I think I’m going to cum!” Kyle suddenly moaned pathetically. He saw his mother’s eyes snap to him and his sister’s spin round to look at his cock which was visibly pulsing.

    “Shit!” his mother hissed. “It’s okay baby, did Mommy get you all excited?” she cooed softly as she bent down and cradled Kyle’s head in her arms and flipped him onto his back. “Girls, get out of his view!” she whispered harshly.

    “I’m sorry, Mommy!” Kyle moaned again as his mom stroked his hair.

    “No no no don’t cum, please not yet!” his mother pleaded as she forced him to look at a corner of the room not inhabited by naked family members.

    Kyle shut his eyes and tensed every muscle in his body to try and hold back the explosion. It had all been too much, how was he supposed to hold it in? But he did. After a minute or two he opened his eyes to see his mother smiling down at him.

    “Good boy,” she smiled, “that load is for Mommy, isn’t it?”

    “Yes, Mommy,” Kyle smiled back as he looked over to his sisters who were crouched beside the bed.

    “I think it’s probably best not to waste any more time. Get on the bed, Kyle,” his mother instructed.

    Kyle stood up and watched his mother climb onto the bed and crouch over in the doggy-style position. Vicky and Becca bit their lips in anticipation. The mere sight of them and the motion of his cock bouncing slightly as he walked over to the bed almost made him cum again.

    As he knelt on the bed behind his mom he was worried that he wouldn’t be able to find the hole to penetrate her. But, much to his relief, he had found it instantly. He wasn’t sure if it was due to her being so wet that it had just slipped in or if he had picked up a thing or two from their previous sessions. Either way, he didn’t care. He felt that familiar warmth as he entered her and three quick thrusts later and he was at the point of no return. He felt the pressure building within him and he quickened the pace, sliding rapidly in and out of her like a man possessed as his stomach smacked against her ass. With an almighty groan, Kyle pushed forward as hard and as far as he could and shot the biggest load in his life deep into his mother.

    “OOOOOHHH FUCK!” he moaned as his body shuddered and spasmed. He could feel the cum spurting out of him until it eventually became a dribble. His mom looked at him over her shoulder and smiled at him with a wink. Becca and Vicky were still on their knees beside the bed as they watched on. They had linked arms and were gently stroking one another perhaps without even realising it.

    Kyle eventually pulled out of her and fell back onto the bed, his chest rising and falling heavily.

    Within seconds, thick globs of cum began to emanate and bubble around his mother’s pussy as his seed began to leak out of her. She spun around and hung her ass off of the side of the bed and allowed his cum to drip down and into the gaping mouths of Vicky and Becca who were waiting patiently for it below.

    Kyle watched as Becca’s throat bulged as she swallowed a big glob just as Vicky licked her lips clean. There was a small thread of cum dangling from her chin and Becca scooped it up effortlessly with her finger before sucking it off. Once their mouths were more or less full, the two twins began to passionately kiss one another and exchanged mouthfuls of cum between them both. It was a sloppy scene and soon the two girls were coated in the sticky substance. They had allowed it to dribble down their chins and splash down onto their boobs. Vicky began to literally lick Becca’s face and by doing so had spread Kyle’s cum over every inch of it. Becca then returned the favour by spitting out what she had left in her mouth over Vicky’s forehead. Vicky then spread this cum/grool/spit combination over her face as if she was applying a facial mask.

    Kyle’s mouth was hanging open stupidly as he watched on. His cock was glimmering in his mother’s juices. It jerked slightly, still erect as it continued to dribble the last bit of cum from his orgasm which had begun to dampen the sheets.

    He felt his mother’s hand on his chest as she pushed him back down onto the bed. He was now looking straight up at the ceiling, mouth dry and heart pounding as the cum stained faces of his two sister’s came into view as they climbed onto the bed.

    “Which sister would you like to taste first?” his mother asked with a smile as she also came into view.

    Kyle gulped. “Becca,” he said softly. Her pussy looked a lot more plump and inviting when he was crawling behind her. Vicky’s wasn’t as neat and looked more like his mother’s. Not that this was a bad thing, however. Just something different.

    Becca swung her leg over Kyle’s face and lowered her bald pussy and ass down and over him in one fluid motion with zero hesitation. Kyle instantly began to lap like a hungry dog as her juices tricked down his tongue and towards the back of his throat. He forced a lungful of air up through his nose and got the full scent of his sister as she began to rock back and forth, grinding her pussy and ass over his face.

    He then felt his cock being squeezed tight. Incredibly tight, in fact. He lowered his hands and felt the soft, smooth and toned legs of Vicky. She had climbed on top of him and had begun riding his cock.

    Both girls were rocking in a similar rhythm back and forth over him. Their groans filled his ears as he pulled his arms back and gripped Becca’s ass. He gently lifted her ass cheeks up and allowed himself another gulp of air before resuming his oral training, tasting the familiar metallic taste as her clit grazed his tongue. He could feel her juices and grool becoming thicker as it coated his tongue and teeth. He focused primarily on this to try and last longer and hold back another orgasm, but Vicky was fucking him like a porn star would. She was tight, much tighter than their mom. For the past minute or so she had been raising herself up so that only the tip of his cock was inside of her. She then rocked her hips in a circular fashion as she crouched back down all of the way before quickly rising back up again and repeating the process. Kyle wasn’t sure what their mother was doing, but he imagined she was watching on with great interest.

    Becca raised herself up and off of Kyle’s face as his eyes readjusted to the light. Long, sticky strands of grool kept the pair connected together for a moment before the webs broke as Becca crossed her legs. Kyle looked up and saw Vicky bouncing up and down on his cock energetically. Her head was tilted to the side and she had a huge grin on her face as her tongue poked out of her mouth stupidly. Her breasts bounced around in a circle as she picked up the pace. Kyle could hear a sharp squelching noise as his sister continued to fuck him. She was incredibly wet and her grool had soaked Kyle’s pubic hair.

    Becca shuffled over to Vicky and went around the back of her next to their mother. Becca rested her chin on Vicky’s right shoulder whilst their mother rested hers on Vicky’s left. Vicky closed her eyes and tilted her head back as the duo behind her began to kiss her neck and fondle a breast each. Kyle could see that their mom’s other hand had travelled down Vicky’s stomach and had begun to toy with Vicky’s clit. Vicky moaned and gasped in pleasure, her eyes springing open as she locked them with Kyle’s.

    “Oh fuck a baby into me, Kyle!” she gasped, digging her nails into his bare stomach which caused him to gasp in shock and pain. “Impregnate me, please!” she begged.

    Kyle grabbed Vicky’s wrists and pulled her towards him and away from the duo so that they were face to face. The two locked lips as their tongues explored each other’s mouths, kissing like long lost lovers as opposed to brother and sister. Kyle gripped Vicky’s ass cheeks as he began to pound upwards and into her. He took control as he felt his orgasm approaching, his balls bouncing wildly as Vicky groaned in pleasure.

    “Aw, look at the man of the house taking care of us girls!” Kyle’s mother cooed as his body seemed to stiffen before he groaned and shot long, thick, sticky ropes of cum deep into Vicky’s pussy.

    She collapsed onto him as his cock throbbed and pulsed and squirted out the last few squirts of his orgasm. However, he soon began to groan again as his mother and sister bent down to lick up the cum which was dribbling out of Vicky’s pussy and down Kyle’s cock towards his balls. He was still inside of her and his cock refused to soften as the two tongues traced around his genitals.

    Vicky also began to shudder and whimper as Becca grew more adventurous and licked her way up Vicky’s ass crack and lapped at her asshole which puckered and tensed around her sister’s tongue.

    Vicky raised her head slightly so that her lips were an inch away from Kyle’s again. She looked him deep in the eye, her lips parted ever so slightly.

    “And one more thing…” she whispered with a smile, “…stop using my fucking hairbrush!”, she hissed before pulling him into another deep embrace as Becca and their mom continued to mop up their mess from below.

    *****2 Weeks Later*****

    Vicky winced as the sun streamed in through a gap in the curtains. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and sat up carefully to avoid waking her mom or sister who were still asleep at either side of her. She had a forlorn expression on her face as she had woken up momentarily forgetting that Kyle had gone back to college just over a week ago.

    She sighed, bit her lip and climbed out of bed before tip-toeing down the hall and towards her bedroom. She and Becca were still sharing a bed with their mother and the naked at all times rule was still in effect. Obviously, when they had to leave the house they could wear clothes, but this was the only time until mother had said otherwise. As for the submission rule, Vicky had not done this yet. She didn’t feel like a right time had presented itself. Kyle had done it the same night as the rule had been put into place. Becca had done it the night Kyle left to go to college. But something had come up which had distracted Vicky from taking the plunge…

    Vicky bent down and slipped her hand under the bed and pulled out a box which contained a set of three pregnancy tests. She gulped, mouth dry as sand as she pulled one out and strode over to the bathroom with it.

    She sat down on the toilet and breathed deeply. Her heart was beating so loud it was a surprise that it didn’t wake her mom or Becca. She held the test under her stream of urine as it splashed down over it. She held it there for some time, knowing that when she brought it back up the result would be right in front of her eyes. And when she finally did so, she sighed a shaky sigh and washed her hands before sneaking back to her bedroom and placing the pregnancy test back with the other two positive ones.


  • Obsessed with Big Breasts Part 1

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    A man’s obssesion & fanatasies surrounding big breasts finally starts to become a reality.

    I’ve always been fascinated with women’s breasts. A nice ass, long legs and pretty face can always get my motor running but nothing works better for me than a tight top with lots of cleavage. In fact it’s seeing them encased in a bra, camisole or low cut shirt that excites me more than just a naked set of big tits. I constantly wonder what my cock would feel like between each set I see. I wonder what they would feel like in my hands and I want to see my seed covering them. I’d rather cum on a woman’s tits than any other part of their body which I’m know frustrates my wife sometimes.

    I have been with the same woman for a long time and my wife has what most people would consider average size breasts. She knows I love breasts and she has certainly caught me on more than one occasion staring at other woman’s tits. I’ve tried many times to cum on my wife while she is still wearing her shirt but she always protested against it claiming that she had just washed it. I always feel that our sex is planned and contrived. It always the same basic love making and she doesn’t want to try new or outside the lines of just lying on the bed like a plank of wood.

    I love my wife very much but my obsession was about to get me in trouble. Our office was developing a rather large marketing campaign and I now had to train two well-endowed girls straight out of University named Lynn and Sara. These two girls couldn’t be anymore unlike each other if they tried. Sara was Italian with dark skin, dark eyes, long flowing black hair and wore tight revealing clothing. For her first day of training she had on a tight short skirt, a deep cut blouse extenuating her cleavage with what seemed to be D size beauties. She came off as very confident, sexual and knew how to use her good looks to her advantage. If she was sitting she made it a point to have her skirt ride up to show the top of her stockings or if she was standing she always leaned forward to show off her large tits. It wasn’t difficult to get aroused when she was in the room.

    Lynn for some reason was even more intriguing which was strange as she really came off very much a nerd. She looked like she had never been out in the sun she was so pale and I’ve never seen a woman in her 20’s covered up as much as she did. She wore dress pants that were too big, loose long-sleeved tops buttoned up right to the neck, glasses from the 60’s and what looked like orthopedic shoes. Her hair was short but had very little style which matched her personality. She was obviously not confident as she spoke like a mouse, fidgeted like a nervous wreck and was very clumsy. What was so interesting was the fact that she seemed to have double D size tits that were tightly squeezed into a bra three sizes too small just waiting to be set free.

    As the weeks of training past, my fantasies went into overdrive. I would think about each set of tits individually and then start to wonder about them together as two pairs. I would picture both women on their knees side by side taking my cumshot as I would release my load in the bathroom stall at work. Sara acted like she knew I was jacking off to her as she would constantly walk into my office and put her hands on my desk to talk to me. She would even jiggle her tits for me as I tried to get quick looks at her beautiful tits.

    We only had a couple of weeks until our deadline so we all started doing a lot of overtime. Lots of late nights eating pizza at our desks to try and get all the work done on time. We were certainly starting to get to know one another better and Sara and I started teasing poor Lynn trying to get a rise out of her. It turns out she led a pretty sheltered life up until now and the fact that she was a preacher’s daughter made me think she was very inexperienced. Sara and I started flirting a bit and any sexual comments would embarrass the shit out of Lynn.

    One night it was just the three of us in the office as it was around 10pm. We were trying to finish up to go home and I asked Lynn to scan the last set of documents before we left for the evening. As soon as she was down the hall Sara came up close to me and whispered in my ear, “Have you jacked off today yet? Do you need some inspiration?” At first I was stunned but then I could feel my temperature begin to rise. “I don’t know what you’re talking about and I’m married thank you.” Now why did I say that?

    “I don’t care if you’re married and I just want to help. You can’t blame a girl for trying can you? Besides for someone who jerks off so much, you sure as hell can’t be getting it at home.” Sara definitely had a point there. “I’ve seen you staring at both our tits you dirty bird. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t want to see my tits. Do you want me to show them to you?” Sara could see I was trying to avoid telling the truth but I had come to the conclusion a long time ago that if I ever did cheat on my wife it would have to be to fulfill my particular fantasies.

    “There’s only one way that would ever happened.” I said to Sara in a shaky voice. “And that would be?” Sara asked with a smirk on her face. “Yeah, I don’t know if we can have that conversation and I don’t even know if I could trust you with that kind of information.” I explained. Before Sara could say anything else Lynn came back into the office. “All the files are scanned Mr. Roth. Anything else you’d like before I leave?” asked Lynn. Sara looked at me with a big smile on her face and I said, “Lynn, I told you to call me Jack, none of this mister crap ok?” Lynn blushed, lowered her head and whispered, “Yes Mr. …uh Jack sir. I’m sorry I’ll try to remember that.” And off she went.

    There was no way I was going home tonight. I needed a drink bad. I sent a text off to my wife stating that I wasn’t coming home and spending another night on the couch in my office. She was used to me doing this around crunch time for campaigns and she texted me back to say “Don’t work too hard, call me in the am” I walked around the block from our office and hit my favorite sports bar to pound back a couple of drinks.

    It was now 12:30am and I was feeling no pain. I finished what I thought was my last drink, set the glass down and then heard beside me, “Buy you another drink Jack?” I turned around to see Sara standing over top of me with her hands on her hips. “How did you know I was here and what are you doing here?” I asked with a sloshed accent. “I was taking a cab home from Finnegan’s bar and noticed your car was still in the parking lot. I figured you’d be here. Are you just gonna sit there or are you gonna ask me to join you?” Sara said. She seemed pretty drunk too.

    I ordered another round of drinks for us and tried to make some small talk with Sara. Sara on the other hand wanted to get right to the heart of the matter. “So Jack, all I can think about is what it’s going to take to get you to tell me how this could happen?” I could tell Sara wasn’t going to let this go and I was feeling pretty brave and intoxicated. “What the hell. I have a thing for big tits.” I stated. “No shit, tell me something I don’t know.” Laughed Sara. “Well, there are particular things I like to do so, yeah but hmm…. I don’t know how to explain it.” I was struggling with my words. “Just tell me what you like Jack. I want to know.” Sara seemed really interested at this point.

    “Well, I really like cumming on them but I also like it when, hmmmm, when the clothes are still on. Have you ever seen the category on porn sites that’s called Clothed Sex?” I had a hard time looking Sara in her eyes but she reached out and put her hand on mine and said “Go on, tell me more.” “Well, I really like it when they cum on a woman and they’re still wearing a shirt, bra, whatever and it’s all over their tits and clothes. I just think it’s really exciting.” “Now was that so hard to say?” laughed Sara.

    “If that’s all you want then let’s go back to your office right now and you can cum on me.” Sara said all this with little effort. Now that I had her interest I thought I might as well go for broke. “Well if you can convince Lynn as well, then you have a deal.” I said with a smirk. “Now that might be a little tougher now wouldn’t it. I’ve known Lynn since high school and I have never seen her with a guy, ever. She’s not exactly what you’d call outgoing and it would take some doing to get you what you want.” Sara thought about it for a minute and then continued to say “Tell you what, you fuck me right now and I will get you the opportunity to cum on Lynn” “And how exactly will you get that to happen?” I asked. “That’s for me to work out. Do we have a deal?” asked Sara.

    Within minutes of being back in my office, Sara and I were locked in a passionate kiss. Sara instantly grabbed both of my hands and placed them on her tits. I leaned back and took in the view as I felt all around her large tits through the silky fabric of her blouse. To be able to feel such a large pair of tits for the first time was everything I thought it would be. I stuffed as much as I could into the palms of my hands and I could feel her nipples poking through the fabric. Sara undid a couple of her buttons and I pushed her tits together and stared at her massive cleavage.

    Sara reached down and began to unbutton my pants to let lose my eight inch erection. She cupped my balls with one hand and wrapped her other around my thick stick. She squeezed it hard and a drop of pre-cum drizzled out of the crown of my cock. Sara slid her finger across it and brought it up to her mouth to taste. “Ummmm, you taste good Jack!” she purred.

    I reached into the fabric of her blouse and pushed it aside so I could see her red bra. It was so soft in the center with beautiful lace all around the edges. I brought my mouth down to her soft exposed skin and ran my tongue along it. Sara definitely liked this because she started pumping my cock with her hand. I ran my tongue all along her bra and up to her neck. I then reached into her bra and squeezed her nipple between my fingers. I slowly worked my tongue back down her neck while pulling her tit out of her bra. I hovered over her nipple with my mouth and breathed on it with my hot breath. I spit out a gob of saliva and dropped it on her nipple and continued to breathe over it for a couple of seconds. Then I opened my mouth as wide as I could and stuffed as much of her nipple in my mouth.

    I sucked away at her tit and struggled to wet every section of such a large breast. I was in heaven and this was definitely the biggest tit I had ever tasted. Sara moaned away as I glazed her tit ferociously with my tongue and saliva. She had both hands pumping up and down on my shaft and she brought her lips to my ear and pleaded, “You have to fuck me now Jack. I can’t take it anymore. I need you inside of me now!”

    I grabbed the back of Sara’s neck, turned her around and bent her over the front of my desk. With my other hand I lifted her skirt over her ass to expose her red thong underwear. I pushed it aside with my thumb and rammed my cock hard into her cunt. She was so wet that my thick cock slid in inch by inch until my crown pressed against the top of her inner wall. Sara let out one long grunt as I stuffed all of my cock into her. I held my cock deep inside of her, lowered my body onto her back and whispered to her, “Tell me how much you want me to fuck you.”

    Sara groaned again and then pleaded with me, “Fuck me Jack! Fuck me hard!” With that she spread her legs more and gripped the edges of my desk with both of her hands waiting to be pounded. I began to slowly push my cock in and out of her swollen cunt while gripping her hips with both of my hands and holding her in place. Every time Sara tried to pick up the pace, I gripped her hips harder and held her down against my desk. “Jack, please give it to me harder. Fuck me harder!” she demanded.

    After teasing her for a couple of minutes with my soft, slow thrusts, Sara looked back at me from over her shoulder with wild eyes and said through clenched teeth, “God damn it Jack. I want you to give it to me now, harder, harderrrrr!!!!” I felt she had waited long enough and I started to plunge my pelvis into her so hard the desk started to move under my power. I was like a man possessed pounding her as hard as I could. Her ass giggled with each thrust and you could probably hear the slapping of our skin down the hall.

    Sara was now wincing with each thrust and she kept screaming, Yes, Yes, Yessss” All this time of having sex with the same woman unfulfilled had left me with a lot of pent up energy. My wife was more of a missionary no frills, lights off same day of the week kind of woman and now I was with a big tited young woman sprawled across the front of my desk at work in the wee hours of the morning pounding away like I have never been allowed to. The pressure in my nuts were telling me that I was close and it was the finish that I was most looking forward to. The image I constantly dreamed about.

    “I’m close Sara!” I moaned. I pulled out of her and stepped back. Sara spun around and dropped to her knees. I took in the stunning vision that started from her legs enchased in panty-hose, her skirt pushed up and crumpled around her waist, one large tit pulled fully out of her blouse with the other in her bra with the blouse open. Sara held her arms open and raised her face to look me in my eyes. I was already jerking my cum covered cock and beating it with purpose. As I felt it build up inside of me I tried to hold it in as long as I could. With one long grunt I began to shoot my load. The first shot hit Sara’s face and hair. The second shot hit her blouse. The third hit her exposed tit. A couple more spirts covered her blouse some more with the remaining falling on her skirt and panty-hose.

    I stood there for a good couple of minutes gazing at my seed all over Sara’s face, skin and clothes. I felt dizzy from the excitement of what had happened and what was kneeling before me. “Stay right there.” I asked. I grabbed my phone and took a few pictures of Sara which she gladly posed for. “You did your part Jack and now it’s time to do mine.” Smiled Sara.

    Now Sara had a plan in place to invite Lynn to her apartment and get her drunk to loosen her up. “Now Jack, we are going to have to do this a bit at a time to get to the point where you can actually be there and hopefully get your fantasies fulfilled. What I can do for this time though is set up my webcam and you can watch from your office. I’m going to try to convince Lynn to try on some more seductive clothing and you can watch it all happen.” That sounded pretty damn fine to me.

    I waited for what seemed like forever for Sara to turn on the camera from the computer in her apartment. I was starting to think this wasn’t going to happen. All of a sudden I receive a text from her saying that she is about to log on. I sat down at my chair and clicked the icon. Right away I’m hearing all sorts of laughter and Sara looking into the camera winking. She steps out of view and I can see Lynn sitting on her couch, a drink in her hand laughing uncontrollably. She appeared completely wasted.

    “Lynn, I have known you for years and it’s time you started looking like a woman and getting fucked right proper.” The two girls burst out laughing again. “I don’t know Sara, I’m just not very comfortable wearing clothes like you, I would feel so naked.” Explained Lynn. “That’s because you’ve worn nothing but parka’s all your life. How’s anybody gonna see that beautiful body if you don’t show a little skin.” Shot back Sara. “I’m not as pretty as you are Sara and I don’t have a body like yours either.” “That’s not true and I’ll prove it to you.” Said Sara.

    “Why don’t you try on some of my clothes and we’ll doll you up a bit Lynn. You’re about the same size as me I think except your boobs are a lot bigger.” Lynn went beat red with Sara’s statement. “You think you can make me look beautiful like you?” asked Lynn. “I know I can. In fact I’d bet you’d look stunning in some of my clothes. Let me top up your drink. You stay here and I’ll bring out some of my clothes for you to try on.” Sara left the room and I watched Lynn happily hum to herself swaying back and forth trying to keep her balance.

    Sara returned from her room with a bunch of clothes which she threw onto the couch. “Now what should we try on first?” Sara seemed just as excited as I was. I was already rubbing my cock through my pants watching, wanting, waiting. “I don’t know, you pick something out.” Said Lynn. “Well first let’s get some of those clothes off of you so we can try some stuff on.” Said Sara. “I’m not sure I can do this Sara. I’ve never been undressed in front of anyone before.” Lynn was starting to panic a bit. “It’s no big deal Lynn, here, watch me. I don’t care if you see me. We’re just two friends trying clothes on.” With that Sara stood sideways in front of the camera and started to undo her shirt.

    Lynn’s eyes went wide as Sara unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it out of her pants. Sara turned slightly, which I could tell she did for me and showed off her lacy black bra. Without asking Sara reached over to Lynn and started to unbutton at the neck of Lynn’s blouse. Lynn pulled back a bit but Sara pulled her forward and continued to work the rest of Lynn’s buttons. After she got to the last one, Sara tugged the bottom of Lynn’s shirt out of her pants and parted her blouse to expose Lynn’s bra.

    Lynn’s tits were overflowing in her bra and Sara said to her, “We need to get you some new bras, this thing is way too small for you.” Sara ran her hands around Lynn’s bra to try and adjust it and Lynn gasped turning red in the face again. “Lynn, it’s no big deal, see?” Sara pulled her own shirt completely off and reached over to do the same to Lynn. She struggled a bit but quickly gave in and her shirt feel to the floor. Lynn had on a very large brown bra that was by no means frilly but I didn’t care. I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen at the site of those massive tits. Time to pull off my pants 

    Lynn was so nervous that she pretty much downed a whole glass of wine in one shot. Sara pulled her closer to her and their tits were now pressed up against one another. With wide eyes Lynn looked down at Sara’s tits pressed into hers in amazement. “Ok, let’s get your pants off next and then we’ll pick out some clothes to try on.” Instructed Sara. “You first.” Out of the mouth of Lynn. Sara smiled and wiggled her jeans off exposing her matched black thong. “My God, there’s hardly any material there.” Said Lynn. They both laughed and again Sara took the initiative and stared to undo Lynn’s belt synched around her waist. As soon as it was undone they feel to the floor because Lynn’s pants were so oversized.

    “Jesus Lynn, those are granny panties you have on there.” I had to agree, there was a lot of material there covering Lynn’s ass but at the same time it was still pretty exciting. Sara reached down to the pile of clothes on the couch and picked up a pair of panties. Lynn shook her head no and asked, “Do you have anything with a bit more material? I’m not shaved like you are.” Sara smiled and picked up another pair and waved it at Lynn. Sara then dropped to her knees and started to pull Lynn’s underwear down to her feet. Lynn was very bushy and I was intrigued that Sara seemed to hover inches away from Lynn’s snatch.

    Lynn stepped into Sara’s panties and Sara worked them back up to Lynn’s waist and cupped both her ass checks pretending to adjust them when it was pretty clear she was getting in a good feel for herself. “Those look nice on you Lynn” stated Sara. Lynn looked down at herself and seemed pretty pleased with what she saw. “Now I have this very cute long skirt that I think would look great on you.” Lynn obeyed and put it on. Then Sara handed her a cotton scoop neck t-shirt with no sleeves. Lynn pulled it over her head and the shirt hugged every part of her body. Lynn’s tits looked huge wrapped in the thin cotton. She seemed somewhat skeptical and downed another full glass of wine.

    “Now let’s do something about that hair.” Sara pulled out a chair and placed it right in front of the camera. “Sit here and I’ll get some hair gel.” Lynn looked down and checked out her whole body while Sara was gone. Sara still wearing only her thong and bra, stood behind Lynn who was sitting in the chair in front of me and started to put gel in Lynn’s hair. Sara removed Lynn’s glasses, took a brush and combed all of Lynn’s hair back. What happened next almost made me blow my load right then and there.

    Sara started rubbing Lynn’s shoulders, looked directly at me in the camera and smiled. Lynn’s eyes were closed and she was swaying a bit in the chair. Sara started to run her hands down the top of Lynn’s exposed skin on her breasts and then she leaned over and cupped both of her tits. Lynn’s eyes jolted open, “What are you doing??” “Sshh, just go with it. Let me show you what it can feel like to be a woman.” Lynn started to squirm in her chair but Sara continued to play with her tits. Slowly Lynn started to calm down and I’m sure being so drunk was playing to Sara’s advantage.

    Sara reached into the back of Lynn’s t-shirt and unclasped her bra. It was obvious Lynn’s bra was very constraining because I watched her chest size expand even more. Sara then reached into the front of Lynn’s t-shirt and cupped one of her tits. No resistance from Lynn this time. Just a soft moan. Sara looked up at me through the camera as she played with Lynn’s tits.

    Sara reached down even further from behind Lynn and pulled the material of her skirt up to her waist. I could now see Lynn’s panties plus an awesome view of Sara’s tits hanging over Lynn’s shoulders. She reached down and ran a couple of fingers over Lynn’s panties. “Stop, I don’t think we should do this. It’s wrong, you’re a woman” pleaded Lynn. “Who better than your best friend to show you what it could feel like. Let me show you how nice this can feel.” Responded Sara. She pressed two fingers hard into Lynn’s panties and Lynn let out another groan.

    Sara grabbed Lynn’s face and kissed her hard. I had to let go of my cock or else it would have been all over for me. I watched them kiss some more, tongues swirling and Sara’s fingers working Lynn’s soaked panties. Lynn had now lost all inhabitations as she spread her legs more to give Sara’s fingers more room to dig. Lynn reached up with her hand and wrapped it around Sara head and kiss her deeper. I could see everything perfectly in front of my computer screen and the view was breathtaking.

    Sara knew what she was doing and what it would take to bring Lynn along to a heightened state to make her next moves. Sara released her lips on Lynn, pulled out one of Lynn’s giant tits and moved beside her. Lynn’s eyes followed her the whole way as Sara took Lynn’s tit in both hands and stuck her mouth directly onto Lynn’s nipple. Lynn threw her head back as soon as Sara’s wet mouth touched her skin. Sara sucked Lynn’s tit and then run her tongue along it like a dog lapping up water. She continued and watched Lynn’s face as she was quickly becoming lost in pleasure.

    Sara pulled her own thong off her body, stood up, looked Lynn in her eyes and said, “Pull off your panties.” Lynn obeyed without hesitation but stayed on the chair. “Show me how you touch yourself.” She continued. Lynn ran her hands down her body towards her swollen cunt but Sara stopped her. “Touch mine not yours.” Demanded Sara. Sara moved in between Lynn’s right leg and Lynn slowly reached up to Sara’s parted legs and stuck her finger between Sara’s cunt lips. Lynn looked into Sara’s eyes for approval to ensure she was doing it right. “Put your fingers in.” moaned Sarah.

    Lynn did as she as was instructed but she didn’t move her fingers once inside Sara’s wet cunt. “Like this Honey.” Sarah reached down, pushed two fingers into Lynn’s cunt and began to finger fuck her. Sara was gentle to start as it was probably the first time anyone had done that to her. Lynn’s eyes went wide again with the new sensation between her legs but once she regained her composure, she started to mimic the finger movements herself.

    Sara wisely let Lynn determine the pace. She knew once Lynn was ready, she’d pick up the pace herself. She wanted to make this a totally enjoyable experience and not frighten her. Gradually Lynn became more relaxed so Sara decided to stick a third finger into her hot wetness. Lynn mimicked Sara’s move and soon fingers were sloshing in and out at a quick pace.

    Sara could tell Lynn was on the verge of climax so she leaned forward, grabbed Lynn’s big tit with her free hand and searched out her clit to finish her off. I wrapped my hand around my throbbing cock and began to pump it again.

    Once Sara had found the magic spot on Lynn, she twirled and pinched at it until Lynn couldn’t take it anymore. She began to shudder and her juices spilled out of her onto the chair and Sara’s hand. Lynn continued to shove her fingers in and out of Sara trying to give her the same pleasure. Sara reached down and played with her own clit as Lynn pumped her fingers into her. I stood up from my chair and released gobs of semen all over my desk. I watched Sara start to convulse herself as her own juices started to run down the inside of her legs.

    All three of us stood motionless panting from this spectacular experience. Lynn cumming for the first time under the power of another woman, Sara being brought off by her best friend while knowing I was watching from my computer and for myself, the most exciting thing I had ever witnessed in my life. I was also excited because I knew there would be more to come and I am very hopeful that I’ll get the chance to cum all over these two sets of big tits.


  • Sophie’s choice

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    God-fearing 20-year-old Sophie explores her sinful side by spying on her church mates. But she gets more than she bargained for when her voyeurism is interrupted by Rollo.

    ‘Amen!’, the church full of young adults said by themselves when the prayer ended. It wasn’t camp’s first “amen” nor was it the last, but it was the last for the day. “What camp?”, you might ask. Well, the weekend camp for single Christians looking for a partner like myself. I’m Sophie, a 20-year-old Catholic girl. It was not actually my intention to seek company in such a place, but my father is quite strict when it comes to dating. Over the years, I’ve had a few short-term relationships, but all of them were squashed by my father. He ended them for various reasons, but all of them were tied to religion or “our way of life”. One boy wasn’t the right kind of Christian; he was a “filthy” Lutheran. Another boy had not been Catholic long enough. It was not enough for my father that he had converted. And one girl… well I think you probably guess why my father did not approve of me dating a girl. Anyway, my dad is the main reason why I am in this silly camp. He wants me to find a suitable husband from this pool of preapproved people.

    There are some things that I need to disclose before I continue with my story. I am technically a virgin. If there is one thing that my family taught me, it is the value of having intact hymen. Who knew that a woman’s value could only be measured with purity? Well, apparently Christians knew that… Anyway, silly or not, that thin piece of skin was valued in the small part of the world that I was part of, and that made it important. Even I could see that. So although I never really did share the values of my family, I made sure I stayed pure… technically. Oral, anal, and masturbation do not count, right? 😉

    It is extremely difficult to find a husband (or wife) without playing around. So I did test the waters, but due to lack of evidence, I am still pristine for my future partner. Both Mark and Justin praised my ass when we had sex. It felt okay, but I never really understood what the big deal was. With Amanda I experienced my first orgasm, she used her tongue and fingers to make me cum. We had talked about my convictions so she was careful with her fingers. She was also the reason for me to learn how to touch myself and explore my body. Imagine my surprise when she told me that she actually learned about this at school… Because the school I went to just called it a sin and told us to avoid masturbation at all costs. Anyway, Amanda moved away and we’ve not talked since. I am not sure if my father had anything to do with that, but I cannot rule it out. He has some serious pull when he wants something.

    ‘Sophie!’, my friend Liz shouted to me to get my attention. The crowd of young men and women were leaving the sermon area so it was quite noisy. I turned around to greet Liz who was grinning at me. That grin usually meant that she had some juicy gossip and she did not disappoint. ‘Sophie! You won’t believe what I heard. Not here! I need to tell this to you in private.’, Liz told me while being excited. She pulled outside of the building where we could be alone. She looked like she was about to burst when she opened her mouth. ‘They are going to do it! Yuka and Nala are going to full lesbo today!!!! I heard them talking about it before the sermon. Did you hear me? They are going to do it!’, she practically yelled. ‘Geez Liz! Yes, I heard you. The whole camp probably hears you if you keep shouting like that.’, I replied. There had been rumors since Friday that those two might be looking for something other than husbands from this camp, and those rumors seem to be correct. “Naughty girls…”, I thought while thinking it through.

    Since those two are going to be somewhat important for my story later, I probably should describe them with a few words. As her name hints, Yuka is originally from Japan. Her family moved to Europe when she was young and then converted to Christianity. She looks like a stereotypical pretty and petite Asian girl. She is very light-weight and quite short, under 160 centimeters. She has small A-cup breasts, but her slim figure is quite attractive. Nala on the other hand is from Africa. I am not sure where, but I believe somewhere from the West Coast. She is the tallest girl here, taller than most boys. It is difficult to estimate her weight since she has quite a bit of muscle mass even though she is quite slender. And she has a much larger bosom than her soon-to-be lover. Girls at the camp are quite envious of her chest, myself included. Those two girls are definitely a strange pair, good for them. I do hope that they have fun.

    And that reminds me… I have not yet told you everything you need to know about me. Thanks to my Irish background, I have long and curly red hair. And the carpet matches the drapes if you know what I mean. My somewhat pale complexion is completed with several freckles here and there. I work out regularly and I eat healthily. I am not really athletic, but I do try to stay in shape. I am quite proud that the scale stops at 50 kg. I mean it could be a little higher since I am 175 centimeters tall. I would not mind a few extra kilos if it meant bigger breasts, but hey, “B” in B-cups stands for “Beautiful”, right? I feel that I am quite realistic with my looks. Many girls nowadays rate themselves as 10 or higher. I rate myself as cute and that works for me.

    ‘Liz, you know what? I am going to catch them in the act.’, I told my friend with an odd sense of confidence. I have no idea why I said that. There was no doubt whatsoever that I did want to see those two going at it, but it is one thing to fantasize about something, and it is another thing to do something about it. Maybe I wanted to prove something to my friend Liz, I don’t know. ‘SOPHIE! What are you saying? What do you do if get caught?’, Liz asked me. ‘I don’t get caught. Since you are going to help me out Liz.’, I continued with my bravado. ‘I need you to be my eyes and ears, and let me know when they try to sneak away. Also, you just need to make sure that no one is coming to look for me when I follow after those two. And if everything goes as planned, you will get to see the pictures.’, I grinned like I had everything planned in my mind. My friend Liz was clearly surprised, but played along, ‘I will keep an eye out and no one will know that you will be gone, Sophie. I promise.’.

    Since it was already Saturday and the final evening of the camp, it was obvious that those two would try to act out their desires tonight, most likely when the rest of the camp was mingling beside the lake. It was also obvious that they were not going to do it at the camp. There would be too many eyes for privacy and it would not look good for their families if those two got caught in the middle of camp which was organized by the church. I had a few ideas in my head about where they would go, but I could not be sure without keeping an eye on them. It was already autumn time but it was still quite bright (and oddly warm), so it meant that Liz and I could watch them from afar. Sure enough, we saw them leaving the party and entering the woods around 5pm. ‘This is it Liz. Just make sure that no one will follow me to the forest and we should be golden.’, I said to my friend. She nodded and replied, ‘Got it, Soph. Have fun.’. I grinned mischievously and thought by myself, “Oh yes, I will.”.

    While waiting for Yuka and Nala to start their plan, I got more excited and explored my feelings. Since I had been with Amanda in the past, I was curious to see the chemistry between those two girls. I did not really think of myself as lesbian, but the bi in me was going nuts about all of this. And the thought of capturing their intimate moment on camera was just the icing on the cake. I had no idea what I would do with the pictures or recording, but even thinking about different possibilities made my panties moist. I knew that I did not want to expose them any further, but maybe a little blackmail would not be the end of the world.

    I made sure that I was not seen by those two. They must be paranoid about what they were planning to do, so I had to be careful. In hindsight, I could have been more careful with my planning. I was wearing a brownish long-sleeved shirt, which was fine. But my black knee-height skirt was not really practical for roaming in bushes. Oh well, too late now. I simply had to deal with it for now. However, I did not need to take it for long since I soon realized where they were going. 2-3 kilometers away from the campsite, there is a pond and a very small beach. It is quite remote and no one would accidentally walk there from the party. “YES!”, I celebrated in silence. I was hoping that they were on their way to that location due to one very important reason. On the other side of the pond, roughly 50 meters away from the beach, there was a cliff. A cliff from where one could easily see the beach and hopefully two girls doing it. The cliff was high enough that it would be easy to hide on top of it. At first, I was slightly concerned that my bright red hair would stand out from all the green, but luckily the autumn had already colored many of the leaves red which meant that I was blessed with rare and natural camouflage.

    When I was sure that they were moving for that place, I disengaged and started to move towards the cliff. The environment was not really easy to move with a skirt, but at least I did not need to hide that much. I tried to stay as quiet as I could, however, I did rush a bit so I could get into the position around the same time as they came to the beach. I had not visited the top of the cliff before, so I did not yet know what to expect. When I arrived, I took a look around. The top of the cliff was somewhat uneven and it had many smaller cracks. I did not worry at all that the rock would come crashing down, but one should be mindful of their car keys while hanging there. It would not be fun to try to fish the keys from the cracks.

    After a short glance, I chose the spot where I wanted to lay down. One of those cracks would be right under me, so I made sure that all the small items on me were secured in pockets or on the ground close by. From this spot, I would have a straight view down to the beach and I was relatively sure that they would not be able to notice me. I crawled the last two meters to make sure that my plan worked. “Take it easy Sophie. You are almost there.”, I assured myself. I could hear giggling somewhere below me which gave me a naughty smile. This was really happening.

    The spot I chose was around a meter away from the edge. The ground was uneven, but it worked to my advantage. I was able to lay quite comfortable there, stay out of sight, and still see (and apparently hear) down to the beach. I saw Yuka and Nala right away. They had brought a large red towel with them and they were laying on top of it. It seems that even though I had hurried, the few extra minutes of climbing, made me miss the beginning. They had already started to set the mood for the evening. I stayed still and just stared at them. There was no point to start playing with the camera on my cellphone just yet. It looked like they were talking to each other, but I could not hear the details this far away. From up here, the height and size difference of those two were even more evident. With those muscles and sheer mass, Nala could have her way with Yuka with the petite Japanese girl. I won’t lie, I’d pay to see that. But something tells me that those two will have a more intimate evening. They must be so happy to hear that I was nice enough to record it all.

    Things were heating up when Yuka climbed on top of Nala and started to kiss her. It was doubtful that they would take their eyes away from each other from this point forward, so I felt confident that there was no chance for them to notice me. I took my cellphone and started to record their moment. They took their time while embracing each other. I heard occasional moans between the kissing and it was clear to me that they were enjoying each other. It was Yuka who pulled away (it’s not like Nala had a chance while being under Yuka anyway) and started unbuttoning her shirt while locking her eyes with Nala. It surprised me that Yuka was not wearing anything underneath that shirt. Two pieces of red tape covered her nipples, but that was it. I do not know if Nala was aware of her lover’s risque choice, but she did not hesitate to reach for Yuka’s petite chest immediately when Yuka’s body was revealed. Gently Nala removed the pieces of tape, sat up, and started kissing Yuka’s bare breasts. Yuka was facing towards the sky and I could hear her gasping from the sensation she was having.

    Even if Yuka was astride on Nala’s body, Nala could still easily reach to suck Yuka’s breasts. The dark-skinned African was like a gentle giantess holding a fragile fairy in her embrace. Yuka took this position as an opportunity to start pulling the blouse from Nala. The giantess pushed her arms upwards to ease the process and the piece of clothing was thrown to the sand. Nimble fingers of Yuka easily untangled the hook of the brassiere and magnificent black breasts were revealed. The fairy pushed Nala back on the towel and just stared at the view in awe. I heard Yuka saying, ‘You look beautiful…’, while she was playing with Nala’s nipples. ‘Please touch me more Yuka.’, Nala moaned and pulled Yuka’s face towards her chest. Yuka did not need more encouragement and she latched on Nala’s breasts with lust in her eyes. Alright fine! I did not see the lust in her eyes, but there must’ve been something 😉

    Seeing those two in action was making me wet. I wanted to touch myself so badly, but I could not really do anything while recording those two. However, the throbbing sensation was soon overwhelming and I just could not take it anymore. I placed the cell phone on the rocky area and made sure that the camera was pointing to the right spot. The red towel made it easy for me to focus the camera, it was less than likely that they would move away from that spot. While I was setting down my camera Nala started to feel Yuka’s ass while Yuka was still licking Nala’s breasts. Yuka was wearing a skirt on top of her stockings and Nala’s fingers pressed hard against the thin fabric. Sometimes the black amazon moved her hands up and down Yuka’s thighs, and sometimes she squeezed the legs and butt of the petite girl. ‘Touch me Nala, touch me.’, Yuka moaned loudly while preparing to attack Nala’s other nipple. Nala pushed her hand under Yuka’s skirt and touched her groin. The black girl replied while smiling, ‘Your panties are soaking wet Yuka.’. When hearing Nala’s comment, the small Asian girl let out a lewd giggle, ‘It’s all because of you.’.

    I am not sure who was more horny; Yuka, Nala, or myself. Peeping those two has made me heat up and I simply had to touch myself. I had not realized how much I wanted to see some girl-on-girl action. I still did not think of myself as lesbian, but it was obvious that Amanda had left her mark on me. I sat down and pushed my right hand under the elastic band of my skirt. I felt the moistness of my pussy through the panties and I thought, “Oh my god!” when I realized that my panties were completely soaked. I could not wait any longer so I carefully moved the panties aside to expose my steaming vagina. My middle finger slipped inside of my wet hole with haste. It was like my cunt simply sucked my finger inside. ‘Aaaah…’, I whispered when the pleasure attacked my senses. “Yes, this is what I needed.”, I thought when I began to masturbate.

    I soon realized that I would be missing that action down at the beach if I stayed touching myself in the sitting position. Those two were the sole reason why I was here today and I wanted to see it all. I laid back down on my stomach, but I kept my middle finger inside of me. I was on my knees and supporting myself with one hand, while the other hand had more important things to do. Fortunately, I had not missed anything and instead, I was just in time. Nala placed her fingers on the sides of Yuka’s skirt to pull it down along with Yuka’s stockings and panties. Yuka giggled again when she felt what Nala was doing. To help Nala, Yuka slowly stretched her body forward on top of Nala’s. This movement made tight clothing roll easily downwards as long as Nala kept holding and pulling from the sides. Yuka and Nala were now face to face and Yuka started kissing Nala while Nala was finishing undressing the Japanese girl. When the tangled mess of Yuka’s clothing reached her knees, Yuka raised her lower body as much as possible without breaking the kiss they were sharing. And with one firm movement, Nala dragged Yuka’s clothing to her ankles. That was the single most erotic move that I had ever seen in my life.

    While Nala was stronger, Yuka was definitely the more flexible one. Yuka was only wearing her unbuttoned shirt while her naked bottom was standing tall. The bendy Asian girl had her hands and feet firmly on the towel and she was still kissing Nala like nothing had happened. After several hot seconds, she got completely up and stood semi-nude over Nala who was lying on her back. Nala took this moment and removed the Yuka’s clothing that was still caught to her ankles. I saw how Yuka was touching her vagina while smiling mischievously at the black girl below her. And that was the last thing I remember before I climaxed. It was an odd sensation. Those two had not even gotten past disrobing before I masturbated myself to my first orgasm of the evening. ‘Mmhmm… Ummn…’, I whimpered. I was still sane enough to try to stay quiet, but it was not an easy job. If I had not stuffed the sleeve of my shirt to my mouth, I would have shouted so loudly that even camp would have wondered what was going on in the forest.

    The climax was as powerful as it was surprising. The sexy vision of those two preparing each other’s bodies for an evening of lovemaking was just too much for my aroused mind. I could taste my pussy juices through the sleeve in my mouth and I found it intoxicating. I had not planned to muffle myself by using the same hand which was moments earlier exploring my vagina, but I did not mind it at all. I was trying to support my body with my left hand, but convulsions from the pleasure forced me down to my stomach. I ended up rolling uncontrollably on the hard ground while rapture ran its course. I was ruining my clothes by doing this, but my blissed-out mind did not mind. It simply wanted to enjoy the sensation and ride the high.

    “Jesus Christ…”, I thought when I started to return from heaven. It felt like I cummed for hours, but in the end, it had only been a few seconds. I was so wet by now that I knew that my underwear was ruined and there was a solid chance that I had to wash my skirt completely. The evidence of my moist orgasm was trickling down my thighs while I was trying to catch my breath. ‘AH!’, I suddenly grunted when I realized that I was missing all the fun. I crawled back to my original position close to the edge to see down to the beach.

    As I said, it had only been a few seconds so in the end I did not miss much. Yuka was pulling the jeans from Nala’s legs while Nala was still lying on a towel and enjoying the view. “Thank God.”, I thought in my mind when I realized that many of the good things were still coming. However, it was doubtful that God was giving me any support to engage in the voyeurism of two pretty girls. He should… but still unlikely. I checked the camera angle and it was still able to catch the action. “Thank God for that too.”, I thought while grinning due to my blasphemy.

    Yuka dragged the pants from the black amazon and now only underwear remained. The petite Japanese girl gently spread Nala’s legs and kneeled down between them. She reached towards Nala’s groin and touched her panties with her fingers. Nala opened her mouth and moaned when she felt the touch at her private parts. Yuka was in no rush to remove the fabric separating her from the moistening vagina, but instead, she played through a piece of clothing. She had time on her side so Yuka kept teasing her partner slowly. I could hear Nala whimpering more lewdly with every passing second. Soon the girl from Africa was pinching her own nipples and actively trying to push her groin against Yuka’s hands. ‘Oh my God this is hot.’, I said myself.

    I was mesmerized. I had just cummed once, but I felt the throbbing sensation between my legs again. Something naughty had woken inside of me and was taking control. Instinctively I started to reach towards my drooling pussy. And that is when things spiraled out of my control. In my state of arousal, I did not pay attention to the camera which was placed next to me. It was not very firmly set, basically just leaning against a rock. So when I moved my hand, I accidentally knocked the camera over. ‘Crap.’, I said and I tried to grab the camera. But instead of fixing the situation, I made it worse. I nudged the camera again and this time it rolled down from the rock it was on… and straight into one of the cracks below me. ‘FUCK!’, I said slightly louder but quiet enough so it was doubtful that my churchmates heard me.

    I was angry at myself. This was the one thing I had prepared to avoid when I saw the cliff being full of cracks, not to drop anything down to those cracks. I stared at the phone less than a meter below me. Fortunately, it had rolled over so the display side was up so it did not slip any further. But if I did not get it quickly, I would miss the show at the beach. I took a quick glance and I saw Yuka now being more forceful with her efforts to touch Nala through her panties. “God damnit! Just wait for a moment!”, I swore in my mind. I reached as far as I could, but I was only able to brush the screen. The recording switched to selfie mode and I saw myself from the display. “Good job Sophie. Many blackmailers record their faces as well when they make their blackmail materials.”, I scolded myself.

    “Just a little further…”, I thought while trying to reach to the side of the cellphone. I even tried to use both of my hands by slipping my left arm from the other side of the crack, but I couldn’t extend myself far enough. Maybe I had pushed it even further down or something. Either way, I needed a tool or stick or something to get my phone. I only need an extra few centimeters. “Forest probably has something I could use to add to my reach.”, I thought. That is when I came to a sudden realization. My left wrist was stuck at the crack. The crack was a lot narrower from that side and I simply could not pull my arm back.

    I laughed at my misfortune because I did not really take things seriously. And why should I? I mean stuff happens and it is not like I will be stuck for good. Right? The worst-case scenario would be that I miss two beautiful lesbians having the time of their lives. Alright, missing that would suck, but it was not the end of the world. I tried to yank my hand free with one swift pull but to no avail. The sharp edges of the crack just dug deeper into my skin and I yelped from the short but sharp pain. It was obvious that I could not force my way out, I had to figure out something else.

    ‘YES! YES YUKA!’, I heard Nala screaming. It seems things are further escalating at the beach. Even though I was stuck, I could not stop myself from feeling aroused by those lewd moans. Maybe Yuka started to finger Nala or maybe even lick that delicious pussy… Ideas kept coming and I was feeling frustrated since I could not witness it all. Or maybe I wanted to experience something like that. Like in a trance, I dragged my skirt up with my free hand and touched my puffy labia through the soaked fabric. ‘Aaaah…’, I whimpered while closing my eyes. “Yes… I would do anything if someone pulled down these panties and started to lick me nice and slow…”, I thought by myself. I should have been careful about what I wished for.

    Unbeknownst to me, while I had been spying on Nala and Yuka, something had its eyes, ears, and nose focused on me. That certain something was Rollo, a large German Shepherd. Rollo had a home a few kilometers away and unlike many others of his species, he was allowed to explore the woods. He did not consider his human owner as master but as the leader of the pack. This pack leader preferred that Rollo had some independence and that Rollo acted based on his instincts. That made Rollo efficient when it came time to hunt. But this time Rollo was not hunting to satisfy his hunger, Rollo was working based on a completely different base instinct. He had sensed something rare and precious, he had smelled a bitch in heat. And not just one, but three bitches. Two of them were waiting for him next to drinkable water, but one was close to Rollo and he would have his way with her, for the good of the pack of course.

    Rollo had taken his time. He had waited that bitch had prepared herself properly for Rollo. For a while the bitch had just laid on the ground, most likely showing her submission towards Rollo. The German Shepherd approved of this behavior. However, Rollo did not know why bitch saw it necessary to roll on the dirt while moaning, but surely it was also for Rollo’s benefit. Just when Rollo was getting impatient, the bitch finally presented herself properly; pulling that pointless cover from her behind and pushing her rump into the air. The intoxicating smell of the bitch grew stronger and Rollo walked towards the willing female. This was going to be a good day for Rollo. Of course, I learned this all at a later date, but I felt that the story needed some “artistic” context to make more sense.

    I felt how something warm, wet, and stiff dragged over the thin fabric covering my most private parts and I shrieked, ‘WHA-!?!’. I turned my head around and I saw the largest dog I had ever seen exploring my backside. The sheer presence of the dog was enough to freeze me. The German Shepherd had black and brown fur. The black fur on his face made it look like he had an intimidating mask of sorts. Everything about this dog said to me that this animal is something that does what it wants. And my instincts were not wrong.

    Even from a meter away, I could see the tag hanging from his collar which said “Rollo”. ‘Nice Rollo. Good Rollo.’, I said with a shaky voice. He clearly recognized the name, but hearing that name did not make him any more docile or relaxed. Rollo was laser-focused on his own tasks that it made no difference for him that his next bitch would know that name. My underwear was beyond moist at this point and Rollo pushed his tongue hard against the white fabric.

    I whimpered when pleasure hit me, but I fought back immediately. I was conflicted, but I still would not degrade myself for a dog. With my free hand, I flipped my skirt back to protect my bottom. Rollo did not like the extra cover and I was about to learn what was my place in this relationship. Before I had even time to pull my hand back, I felt his teeth digging into my wrist. ‘ARGH!’, I shouted from the sharp pain. The bite was not hard, it was meant as a message. And I heard that message loud and clear, ‘Stop it and you might survive this.’. I became pale white with the realization. Just a second earlier, I was prepared to kick the mutt, but now I was in the presence of an alpha male and there was only one thing I could do, submit. Rollo kept his teeth around my arm for a moment and then let it go. I looked into his eyes, swallowed loudly, and placed my hand back at my front. Rollo’s eyes did the talking, ‘Good girl.’.

    In no time at all, Rollo had pushed his head under my skirt and was trying to find the delicious part he had enjoyed just moments ago. It was obvious that my semi-long skirt which was now covering my ass was somewhat problematic for an animal like Rollo who did not have the advantage of opposable thumbs. Whenever he was nearing his prize, the skirt got tangled to his ears or face and blocked the access. I could sense the frustration from the large animal not only on the mental level but on the physical as well. I felt his teeth and nails on my skin when he was fighting with a stubborn piece of clothing and at the end of every struggle the skirt fell back to its designed place. ‘Ouch! Ah!’, I whimpered until I could no longer stand the situation. When Rollo stepped back for the 5th time, I took my free hand and started pulling the skirt up.

    “What are you doing Sophie!?!”, I asked myself. It was obvious what I was doing, but even today I wonder “why” I did it. Maybe I thought that if I just allowed him to lick my panties, he would be satisfied. Maybe the scratches were too painful to handle. Or maybe the sheer dominance of alpha males made me accept my fate. No matter the reason, it was not going to be the only act of submission that I was going to show that evening. I had expected Rollo to attack my wrist again, but the German Shephard just waited calmly while I exposed my white butt cheeks to him. When I placed my hand again in front of me, like a good little bitch, Rollo returned to his prize. He started to lick my sensitive pussy through the white underwear that I had worn today.

    I felt the same pleasure that had surprised me a moment ago. But this time I did not try to block the animal behind me. I had to allow him to explore my private parts. With the vigor of a young male, Rollo started to sample my taste. He was fast, he was rough and he was efficient. And the more he dragged his stiff tongue on top of my labia, the more aroused I became. ‘Aaah… Aaah… Oooh…’, I moaned whenever his mouth meat careassed my erect clitoris. Every second that flew by, my pussy produced more of that sweet nectar that Rollo wanted to suck with his salivating mouth.

    Rollo’s instincts told him that there was more to be achieved here when his tongue accidentally touched my bare skin from the side of the panties. The “artificial” fur tasted nice, but there was more to be had. When the dog tried to dig deeper he found my puffy labia and my virginal drooling hole. ‘Yes… NO…! Aaaah!’, I yelped in pleasure. I might’ve been under his spell, but he was now dangerously close to my innocence. I felt conflicted, and yet still extremely aroused. But what I felt meant nothing to him. He wanted to get deeper and he skillfully forced his tongue completely under the thin fabric covering my sex.

    His tongue was now in direct contact with my pussy and it felt wonderful. It shouldn’t have felt like that and I tried to deny the sensations that my netherregions were sending to my brain, but little by little I was more in heat. ‘HARDER NALA!’, I hear Yuka screaming from the beach and it just fueled my own sensation. I did not know what the African amazon did to the petite Japanese girl, but it was obvious that they were enjoying each other. I imagined Nala holding Yuka in the air while she ate her pussy. Or maybe Nala had a strap-on and she was having her way with Yuka while pegging. Either way, I did not have the luxury to focus on those two. I should pay attention to the alpha male who was having his way with me and my underwear. I heard soft growling when Rollo bit the thin band which was designed to keep my panties from falling… and he pulled as hard as he could. My lower body was briefly lifted from the ground by the strong dog until the rubber band finally gave in and my underwear was torn in pieces. My vagina and asshole were now fully exposed to the hungry stare of a horny dog.

    Rollo was not satisfied by only looking at the glistening backside, he attacked me right away. Nothing prevented him from lapping my moist pussy and savoring every drop of my juices. His first lick was like electricity had hit me. It felt just so raw. I could feel how I was blushing when I knew that it was just a matter of time before this dog would make me orgasm with his rough tongue. Slurping sounds echoed in my ears when Rollo’s started dragging his stiff tongue from the tip of my clitoris, all the way to my tender asshole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I could not do anything to prevent myself from acting like one. Not while this dog was giving me the oral sex of a lifetime.

    The German Shepherd was very eager in his exploration. Not a single square millimeter of my sweet vagina and enticing asshole was missed when he was enjoying the taste of my holes. I had already experienced a climax from touching my sensitive pussy and Rollo was doing his best to trigger me again. His tongue darted in and out from my cunt to dig up as much of that tasty pussy juice as possible. It was shallow penetration, but it was still deeper than I had ever dared to go even with my own fingers. That was enough to push me over the figurative edge and make me cum like a common whore. ‘OooooooooooOooOh YEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!’, I screamed louder than I wanted. Fortunately, Nela and Yuka were eating each other’s pussies at the same time and thus they did not notice me cumming at the top of the cliff.

    I squirted at Rollo’s face and he did not mind the shower. He found the taste of my female ejaculation delicious and tried his best to lap every drop. My body was convulsing and I was fighting to control myself. But it was impossible to avoid further stimulus while having my pussy eaten by something as determined as Rollo. His mouth made me cum over and over again without any chance to regain my sanity. Amanda had given my first taste for such pleasure, but it was nothing compared to Rollo’s tongue tornado. My face was like one of those ahegao girls where my tongue was lolling outside of my mouth and my eyes had rolled behind my head. It was sufficient to say that my mind had briefly exited from my head.

    Although Rollo loved the amount of pussy juices he got to drink, it was not his end goal. He was here to breed. While I was orgasming like a sow, Rollo determined that he had done enough to prepare the bitch in front of him. He saw no reason to beat around the bush, and he mounted me while I still tried to fight off the blissful sensations that Rollo himself had forced me to endure. I am ashamed of how many pokes against my pussy mound it took for me to realize what was going on. “OH MY GOD! ROLLO IS TRYING TO HAVE SEX WITH ME?!”, I screamed in my mind while still squirting from the rolling orgasm.

    Rollo had been humping me hard for a while before I was able to push out the clouds from my mind. I could feel his unsheathed penis trying to locate the welcoming hole where he could unload his ballsack. ‘No no no no no… This can be happening…’, I begged while trying to figure a way out. I had heard that there are humans who mate with animals, but there is no way in literal hell that those people are allowed to go to heaven. “I cannot let this happen.”, I told myself. But there was not much I could do while being stuck between rock and cock.

    The German Shephard missed my vagina narrowly numerous times. I thanked God every time, but Rollo was tireless in his effort to impale me. I could not see what was happening between my legs since the skirt and the dog was blocking the view, but I could feel the growing cock seesawing on top of my labia. The size was scary. If it finds its mark, it will no doubt rearrange my internal organs while at it. It was just a matter of time if I did not do something. The only thing I could think of was just lying down on the rocky bed. If I did not show my rump, Rollo would have no means to penetrate me. “Please, God. Let this work.”, I prayed in my mind.

    The humping dog knew that he was close to burying his bone. So saying that he was less than pleased when I launched my plan, would be underselling it. Rollo was furious but most importantly he was smart. He understood right away what had happened and I found his teeth at the side of my neck only two seconds later. The sting at my neck and intimating growling right next to my ear reminded me of the situation. Like before, something primordial woke inside of me when 20 years of religious upbringing was drained from my head. It was not my place to defy him. It was not my place to say that what he had in mind was unnatural. It was my place to obey and survive. It was my place to let him have his way with my body. He is the alpha and I am a bitch.

    Submissively I raised my ass back up and presented my backside to the angry dog. He kept his teeth at my neck through the whole process. I knew my place, but he wanted to make sure that there was no further confusion about the situation. After a few more seconds Rollo was ready to proceed. The humping resumed and I was mentally preparing myself to lose my virginity while the jaw released its grip. Even though I knew my place, a few tears were still running down my face. His baton was as hard as ever and it was hammering wildly on top of my moist labia. It was just a matter of time before he would find the spot and penetrate deep into my virginal pussy. But before that happened, my semi-broken mind found a solution that even Rollo might accept. Only a person who was “technically” a virgin could have figured this idea out and even I did not love it. The question formed in my mind while I was sobbing, “What if I allowed him to fuck my ass?”.

    No one with even half of a brain cell would have come to that conclusion, but I did. The German Shepherd had worked hard to make me give in, however, some things were more difficult to forget. My “purity” was hard-coded into my brain by my parents and I would do a lot to preserve it. Even if it meant to let this beast claim my asshole. That is how I justified my “Sophie’s choice” to myself.

    With a sense of panic, I reached between my legs with my free hand to find the monster cock that was going back and forth to find my virginal pussy hole. I felt the wetness oozing from my hungry cunt. It was a god-damn miracle that he had not already forced that tool inside of me. This was the first time my fingers touched his malehood. It was just as scary as I had thought before. The pointy head was made to penetrate tight bitches and the way Rollo used his meatstick told me that he meant business. The cock was spewing something slippery from the tip and when I kept exploring the area around my tummy, it became evident that he had been doing that for a while. I looked it up on the internet at next day and I found out that when male dogs are mating, they will shoot out pre-cum substance to better penetrate the bitches. Even though I did not know it at the moment, I was thankful for the extra lube. It would come in use…

    “Now or never Sophie.”, I encourage myself while touching the alpha male’s cock with my fingers. I grabbed his penis with my hand and I tried to hold him there. It was a slippery bastard, but I was able to manage it. I could hear and feel low growling at the side of my head. My messed up mind was able to translate the message that Rollo wanted to convey, ‘You bitch better know what you are doing or else.’. If the German Shephard thought for a moment that I was once again fighting back at him, those teeth would find my pretty little neck in an instant. I tried to speak calmly to the male who claimed ownership of me, ‘Easy boy. I am just helping you.’. It was extremely difficult to try to be calm while I was simultaneously aroused out of my mind and fearing for my life. I expected him to bite me at any second while I adjusted his penis under my body. The cock was throbbing in my hand and I could sense his beast-like excitement when I aligned his cock at the entrance of my rosy hole.

    When his penis was mere millimeters away from me I sensed the warm lubricative substance being shot directly at my asshole. The mutt was greasing the narrow cavity which he was about to conquer as his own. My heart was racing like never before. I was about to have anal sex with a dog. The sheer thought of it was terrifying, but Rollo’s dominant presence numbed my feelings. He demanded my hole and I had no other choice than to accept it. The tip of his canine cock touched my asshole and I tightened my grip from the base of his cock. I had hoped that the German Shepherd would allow me to ease his tip inside of me, but as soon as he felt the entrance in front of him, he pushed forward. ‘Aah!’, I shrieked from the surprise. I knew now that I was about to be sodomized and only an act of God would prevent it.

    Rollo thrust his loins forward with force. The pressure on my asshole was the most intense sensation I had ever felt. The tip of his cock was right on top of my tight sphincter and it was lubing my walls with his precum. Like a good little bitch, I did my best to relax and spread my ass to help the alpha male to penetrate that final barrier. ‘Ugh…’, I whimpered as Rollo was prying my tender ass open. The pointy end forced its way deeper with every forceful thrust. Even though Rollo used a lot of force, he did not swing wildly. There was soon time to hump like a beast, but now his goal was to get his meat into my rectum.

    I felt myself stretching up. The pointy head of Rollo’s phallus was drilling its way through to my bowels. It was almost inside. I could sense the first warm jets of precum being splashed on the walls inside of my ass. “OMG! OMG! OMG! He is doing it!”, I thought while preparing for the full insertion. Rollo also noticed how close he was to his prize. His patience was about to pay off. ‘GRRRR…!’, he was growling to my ear while tensing up. I simply knew that he meant, ‘This is it bitch. Time to breed.’. With force, the cock head smashed through my sorry sphincter and Rollo pushed his canine penis into me.

    ‘AAAAAAAAH!’, I screamed when the true scale of his massive size became obvious. I forgot to even care if the girls at the beach could hear me. I could only hope that their moans of passion would deafen their ears from me. I had no way of knowing for a fact, but I was quite certain that I never had anything as big in my ass before. Surely, my past boyfriends had reasonable-sized tools, but they could not compare to this wild beast. ‘UNGH!’, Rollo grunted when he felt his scepter fully inside of me. He was finally in and he could do what he was supposed to do. He would no longer need to take it slow and easy, he could fuck like he wanted to. He knew it, I knew it; this ride was about to ramp up.

    Rollo withdrew ever so slightly and then slammed his meat back inside with a powerful thrust. ‘Aaah!’, I shrieked again from the impact. This was the first and final test that Rollo did. His precum had done the job and the German Shephard was now sure that my ass would be able to take the beating he had in his mind. He started to move his loins and never looked back. His great organ started to ram my ass with a frantic pace and strength that was inhuman. ‘AAH! AA-A! AA!’, I tried to shout but Rollo was so powerful with his thrusts that I had hardly time to breathe.

    My asshole felt like it was on fire when Rollo kept taking full advantage of my sorry state. The German Shephard was giving me a tour of how alpha dog breeds with his bitch. And I was getting more than I ever hoped to learn about dogs, and myself. I should have been way more disgusted by having a dog claiming my asshole than I actually was. The action of helping Rollo to insert his rod into my ass had made me somewhat willing to partner in this crime against nature. Somewhere deep inside of me, I had accepted the fact that Rollo can have his way with my ass. A few tears run down my cheeks when I made this realization, but I was not sure if the tears were due to the stress of being fucked like a bitch or the fact I thought of myself as a bitch.

    The beast was not holding back. He was effortlessly jackhammering my asshole with his veiny doggy cock. At the time, I was still too focused to just survive the ordeal, so I missed the pleasant sensation growing from my vagina. His large testicles swung in the rhythm of his loins and smashed against my exposed twat. It would not take long before the combination of the constant stimulus in my body would make me squeal from the pleasure.

    Rollo was panting from the excitement and his tongue was lolling right next to my face. The very same tongue had explored my private area just a few moments ago. Every now and then it touched my cheek and I could still smell my own heat. That reminded me how horny I had been when I masturbated myself to an orgasm and when Rollo sucked me to another climax. So with a twisted sense of curiosity, I used my right hand and touched my vagina which had been left alone after Rollo took the bait about my ass. “Wha…?”, I was amazed at how wet I was. My pussy was drooling from the excitement. “Am I aroused?”, I asked myself. And that is when I noticed that it was not just Rollo who was panting, but me as well. I was practically moaning from the unrequested anal sex.

    “Oh my God! What is happening to me?”, I asked rhetorically while trying to come to terms with my behavior. But that was not the end of my amazement. My hand climbed up from my moist cunt and I touched the phallus of the alpha. I have long fingers, but I was not able to hold the whole thing in my hand. The girth had grown way bigger during this anal session than it was when I helped it to my rosy hole. “That fucking dog is fucking me with a baseball bat!”, I thought and I was not wrong. The veiny monster rod was widening my once-a-tight-hole with every thrust and I was forced to take it all. And as the time passed by, the bitch in me found it more and more appealing.

    Rollo kept sodomizing me and his pace seemed to be increasing. Our bodies smashed together which created loud soundwaves, ‘SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!’. And if that was not enough, Rollo’s panting and my own moans made quite an unholy orchestra. I just hoped that God was not watching us. To further degrade me, I instinctively started to play with my sensitive clitoris. A combination of his ballsack crashing against my pussy and me flicking my bean made me whimper in pleasure, ‘Yes… Fuck me… Yes…’. Something at the back of my head begged me to behave, but I no longer cared. The gigantic phallus in my ass had tamed this god-fearing ginger and I craved for the sweet release. Instantly when my hand touched the tip of my clit, I knew that the climax was not far away. And that was just in time because I needed all the mind-numbing pleasure I could get. After all, Rollo was ready to seal the deal.

    I had not paid attention when Rollo had slowly grown bigger during our coitus, but the pressure that I felt from his knot did not go unnoticed. The ball that was forming at the base of his dick was a size of an orange, and Rollo was adamant in his efforts to shove it inside of me. I might’ve not been an expert when it came to dog mating, but I did know a thing or two about other mammals than humans. The German Shephard was readying to unload his seed inside of my bowels and he needed to anchor his cock into me with that knot. He had already fucked and growled all the defiance from me, so I did not even bother to try to stop him. Instead, I wanted him fully inside of me. The idea aroused me more than I ever will admit and that made my fingers work faster on my puffy cunt. What was left of my sanity was flown out the window when I orgasmed the third time today.

    ‘Mghg… AAAAH… NO!’, I groaned when I was swept away. My short experience with sex had not prepared for me something as mind-blowing as the climax that happened next. The combination of anal fucking, clit fingering, and my inner slutiness, made me cum like never before. Every moment felt stronger than the previous and I was soon seeing stars. I lost the ability to think. It was not like I had been making good decisions so far, but nothing was going in my mind as my body kept convulsing. Rollo noticed how I was behaving and he approved it. He might not know how human bitches behave, but he did enjoy the sensation of how the ring of my asshole was milking his tool. And most importantly, he saw this as an opportunity to push the last few thick centimeters into me.

    I was screaming from the pleasure and my eyes rolled at the back of my head. Nothing had ever felt this good. My peak was not even interrupted by the increased pressure emanating from my asshole. Instead, the knot that was stretching my sphincter just fueled the fire inside of me. ‘Fuck my ass, Rollo… Fuck my ass…’, I moaned deliriously while the alpha dog was happily obliging my request. I bucked my loins against his in an attempt to get him deeper into the rectum, and then our wish came to fruition. My butthole accepted the knot which was the size of a grapefruit inside of me. Rollo howled above me. He had succeeded in the hardest part and he was now ready to breed the bitch. Breed me.

    Something inside of me made me sigh from the relief when the knot slipped past my brown hole. But in a matter of seconds, I was once again whimpering nonsense and shaking my ass from the never-ending orgasmic rapture. The knot made sure that the rod did not escape the warm embrace of my bowels and I felt fuller than ever before. I had no idea back then that I had over 20 centimeters of doggy cock which was as wide as my wrist embedded into me. But then again, I was so out of this world that it would have been doubtful if I had even registered that information. However, I did register the torrent of Rollo’s sperm being ejaculated all over the walls of my rectum. He was finally inseminating me.

    Rollo had released the floodgates and was now emptying the contents of his testicles into me. ‘Nnnooo…!’, I whimpered when the hot sperm started to fill me up. This triggered another set of rolling orgasms in me and I was close to black out. This came as a complete shock to me since I had not yet recovered from the previous maddening climax. My face was becoming as red as my hair. I couldn’t endure the heat building up from the puppy batter that was being injected into me. I lolled my tongue outside of my mouth and panted like a dog to cool down. Rollo had made me his bitch. As horrible as it was, I loved every moment of it. The cute church girl had become an anal slut for a dog named Rollo, and at that moment I really did love every moment of it. Until I finally passed out for a moment.

    Even though the huge knot tied Rollo inside of my ass, it was not the perfect seal. The obscene amount of hot canine seed that was stored inside of me had started to ooze out from my asshole and either drip down on the rocky ground or trickle down my legs. My smooth legs were soiled with the white substance and there was a puddle forming underneath us. The alpha dog kept pumping more of it even after a few minutes, so my bowels were not running out of it any time soon.

    I faintly remember when Rollo pulled his member from my ass. The knot had already shrunk enough to slip past my gaping asshole, but the pressure was still quite intense. When the German Shepherd was not keeping me up, my legs gave in and I fell on my stomach. The impact made the stored semen fly up from my ass and create the most disgusting fountain that anyone had ever seen. But a considerable amount of it was still pooled inside of me and I would find that fun fact much later today. I say “much later” since my day was not done yet.

    Rollo returned to his crime scene and started to lap up his own seed before it dried up. It took him a minute or two to lick all the “easy” places before going to the source. My butthole was not recovered from the sodomization that I had received, so it was fairly easy for his nimble tongue to suck the sperm straight from my stretched ass. I moaned from the attention. I had not been allowed to relax even when I passed out. My body had to endure still series of micro orgasms and those made sure that I was still quite aroused. I suppose I should be thankful for the extra shot of adrenaline. Rollo pulling out from my asshole might’ve been a completely different experience without my overactive libido.

    ‘Mmhmm… mmhmm…’, I gasped when the curious dog explored the hole he had just claimed. Even if I was satisfied with the level of care Rollo was giving me, he was not. The way my body was aligned, made it somewhat difficult for him to sample me like he wanted to. It was a very similar situation as it was when I was still fighting against his will. However, this time he did not see it necessary to pull me up from my neck. Instead, he applied a somewhat calmer method. He started to nudge me and have small bites of my bare ass cheeks. Not so hard that it would hurt, but just enough to make me move as he wanted. It did not take long before even my stuppored mind understood the assignment. I’ve had my rump up for a while, so my body knew how to oblige. Instinctively, I raised my ass to avoid Rollo’s sharp teeth which were nibbling my round buttocks. When my ass was again up, Rollo returned to lick my private parts.

    After I had climaxed, I had been somewhat out of it for the whole time. I knew some things that happened and some I had to learn later, but generally speaking, I recall those minutes very poorly. However, the fog in my mind started to clear after a while and I began to understand what was happening. We are basically back to square 1; Rollo is licking me while I am still stuck on this rock. I was not able to hear Nala or Yuka, so there is a solid chance that they have already returned from the sexual escapade. “Or they might still be down there, and I better say quietly.”, I rationalized. But the fact remains, I was still at the complete mercy of Rollo and he was not done tasting my holes. It was not enough for him to squeeze into my rectum, but he kept licking my twat while at it. I did not even need to touch myself to know that I was just as wet as I had been before. Maybe more so now that also the doggy saliva was dripping from my aroused pussy lips as well. But one thing was definitely different, I would not try to stop him from licking me. As an alpha, he has earned that right.

    As one could expect, after Rollo had lapped what he could from my ass, he changed his focus to my glistening cunt. Every lick made me gush out more of that delicious pussy juice, so in his mind, it just made only sense to keep on going. I could hear how the lewd moans were escaping from my mouth and I was frustrated that I could not do anything about it. My arms were steadily on the ground and I placed my head between them. I was hoping that it would muffle me so there would be less chance for Nala and Yuka to hear if they were still around. Accidentally, I looked down the crack, and to my surprise, I saw my sweaty face staring me back. The phone was still recording. My make-up was ruined, my hair was a mess and it was clear that I had cried during the rough anal fucking. But maybe the biggest change to my image was the lust written on my face. I had never seen my face that twisted in sweet arousal like this before and it made me feel uneasy. This experience had already changed me and there was the worst yet to come.

    Rollo had a good day. He had eaten well, he had played well, he had bred well and now he was still able to enjoy the taste of an eager bitch. All in all, the dog can’t complain when things are going this well. He would probably stay with the bitch until his pack leader calls him back, but there was still more than enough time before that. And there were still two more bitches around, although he had not heard or smelled them for a while. The German Shephard had been focused on the task in front of him, so he had not paid attention to the potential dessert. Oh well, he had more than enough dessert right here. And maybe a little more than just dessert…

    I was groaning from the tongue bath that I was receiving, ‘Aah! Ooooh! Uuuuuh…’. Rollo’s tongue found all my weak spots and I knew what was coming next. If this kept up, I would be a trembling mess once again in a few minutes. Growing arousal made my body remember how good had it been when the alpha behind me had his whole schlong embedded deep into me. I could hardly remember the time when I would have found the idea of beastiality nauseating. Rollo’s overwhelmingly dominating presence had made it clear that his way was the right away and I better obey. And if I obey well, I will be awarded. “Yes, just like that.”, I thought while pushing my twat against his tongue.

    This time there were no early warning signs. Nothing was hinting that my innocence would have been in danger. Being face down between my hands, I had my ass as high as possible. This was the ideal position for the German Shepherd. There was a brief pause after he stopped licking my puffy cunt I wondered if he was done with me. He was not. He mounted me again and with one swift push, he forced his hammer into my virginal pussy and deflowring me in the process. The tip of his penis pierced through my hymen instantly. This sensation broke me from the spell I was under. I raised my head from the ground and screamed, ‘NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!’, when I realized that my cherry had just been popped and I was no longer a virgin.

    But it did not matter for Rollo whether was I spellbound or not. He had found the jackpot on the first try and no matter what, he would not stop until he had his fill. Although my inexperienced love canal was extremely tight, it was very well lubricated during the events that had occurred. My pussy mound flared and bulged when the girth of Rollo’s large organ forced me open. The walls of my vagina pressed against the bestial invader and massaged it all the way into the deepest part of me. I could not contain my voice and I was shouting at the top of my lungs, ‘AAAAAH! GET OF ME!’, but it did not stop the violation nor did it change the fact that I was a virgin no longer.

    Rollo took no time at all, he started mercilessly bounding my pussy when he reached as far as he could. His loins started to move with amazing speed and his cock began to move in and out of my vagina. I had heard that girls might feel pain when they become women, but I noticed no such thing. I felt only shock… and pleasure. “Please God, please. This can’t be happening.”, I thought when I realized that my virginity was stolen by a dog. The one thing I had been careful to not squander, I was forced to give a beast. And adding insult to injury, more pleasure was creeping in with every thrust. There was no doubt about it, Rollo was fucking me towards another climax.

    This time around, the sensations I felt were far stronger right from the start of penetration. Not only was Rollo soiling the untouched territory of my body, but the number of nerve endings that I have in my sex is way higher than I have in my asshole. Although I had an anal orgasm, it was still assisted by my fingers on my clit and Rollo’s balls slapping my labia. This was my first time experiencing something as intense as this. It was incredible. “Is this what sex is?”, I asked rhetorically when I began to understand why having a vagina is so fun. Those waves of pleasure were hitting me hard, and not even the shock of this violation could prevent me from feeling more aroused every second.

    The German Shephard was growing bigger as the savage fucking went on. He was stretching my tight passageway and I was able to feel every vein from the K9 phallus. The pressure felt fantastic and there was not a spot on that veiny rod that my vagina was not clamping on. The impact of his thrusts was so hard that I could even feel his sperm sloshing inside my bowels. Just another reminder for me how fucked I was.

    One could hear how our bodies smashed together at a steady pace. Well, one could listen to it if they did not pay attention to wild moaning and excited panting. This time Rollo did not need to assert his dominance to put me in my place, my body came to a certain conclusion on its own. The vaginal sex was too much for me, and I craved for another orgasm. I might’ve been a virgin a few minutes ago, but that felt like a distant memory by now. At that moment, I was closer to being a naughty cock-needing-whore than a good church-going-girl. Something was still screaming at the back of my head, but Rollo was deafening that voice with his thunderous humping.

    My tender flower was now accommodating the full size of his magnificent cock. I had only experienced with one or two fingers before in my life, so it was a disgusting miracle that something as big as Rollo was able to seesaw in and out of the vagina so smoothly. My messed up mind could not fathom how something this wrong could feel this right. But it was nothing compared to what I was going to experience next since the knot had begun to form at the base of his penis. I cannot remember if the insertion of that fist-sized ball made me feel any pain, but pressure mixed with a whole lot of pleasure was definitely there. Remembering how it felt in my ass made my body hunger to experience it with my vagina. I know it sounds horrible, but I can only remember the pure lust that I felt when the knot started to widen my inexperienced pussy hole.

    I moaned like a dirty slut as I encouraged the dog who had just taken my innocence, ‘Yes Rollo…. Fill me… Fill my hole Rollo…’. I knew that if he can get that thing into me, the hot semen he was going to shoot inside of me would make me cum even harder than before. The thought of it felt a little scary, but my body yearned for that sweet release. To further degrade myself, I did my very best to help the animal. I relaxed, pushed my loins against his with rhythm, and massaged my labia with my free hand. ‘Aaaah… Yes… Just a little bit more…’, I whimpered as Rollo pushed deeper and deeper while the seconds passed. I bit my lip when I felt the ball opening my flower to its limits. It was so close. And then I got what I was hoping for… and more.

    Rollo moved his hips once more and pushed as hard as he could. While trying to find more space, he accidentally aligned the tip of his screwdriver with my cervix and thrust forward. At the same time as the German Shephard tied us together, he also shoved several centimeters of his throbbing canice dick through my birth canal and into my uterus. My eyes were shot wide open when I was figuratively impaled by the wild beast. The moment took my breath away and I was only able to yelp, ‘Oo-oo-oo-ooh—,’. During the same session, I had not only lost my virginity but also my womb was defiled. My brain could not fully understand what had just happened, I simply felt fuller than should have been possible. And it was fantastic.

    The savage dog behind me pulled his cock a couple of times to test the knot. Each of these tugs made me see stars and grunt from the sensation. The knot was stimulating my G-spot and that was a new feeling altogether for my untrained body. I felt something building up inside of me. It was exciting and horrifying at the same time. But my impending explosion meant nothing for Rollo. He was now sure and there was no doubt about it; the knot sealed the deal and we were tied together until he was done with insemination. That is what was important for him. And just like when he had conquered my asshole, the alpha male howled in the air to let everyone know of his success. This beast had now claimed my body twice and he knew that I was his bitch. As the final act of dominance, he placed his forelegs on my upper back and pushed my body against the dirt. He was now ready. The pulsating sensation originating from his loins was the only warning I got. My body was about to experience the second dose of doggy sperm.

    There was still a ridiculous amount of seed left in Rollo’s nuts and this time he would spew out all of it. Not only did I have a lot of it still stored in my bowels, but now I was getting the 2nd serving into my fertile uterus. Like a good little bitch, I orgasmed at the moment when the hot canine sperm touched the untouched walls of my uterus. In fact, I devolved to something below human status when the pleasure swept me away. I tried to speak, but it was like I was too drunk to form proper words. But I was not drunk with alcohol, it was simply pure bliss.

    Even though the earth-shattering climax took me away, my fingers did not stop playing with my clitoris. I was painfully aware of how hard I am cumming, but for some reason, my subconscious mind still wanted to heighten the experience. The pleasure was so intense that I did not even notice how my muscles started to convulse. ‘AAAAAAhaAHAAAAAAAAAAAH! YES JESUS!!!’, I screamed in sweet agony while still being pressed against the dirt by Rollo. My natural breeding instincts took over me and my vaginal muscles did their best to milk every droplet of that hot seed in hopes of impregnation. Even though we were incompatible as species it did not stop my body to suck in everything it could find.

    The pleasure was overwhelming. I started to trash my body in ecstasy and not even Rollo’s strong forelegs could make me stop. His nails ripped through the fabric of my shirt and left some red scratch marks all over my back. I did not even notice the scratching while all my senses were focusing on what was happening inside of me. The doggy semen that was deposited in my holes was sloshing inside of me while I was shaking my behind. The pressure inside of my vagina was intense. “Being full” does not even begin to describe it. The German Shephard had stuffed my pussy so full, that some of the sperm from my rectum started to leak out from my gaping asshole. The whitish substance trickled down our bodies and spilled on the rocks under us. Based on the eagerness of Rollo and the size of my belly, before the night was finally over, the puddle below my violated holes would be quite large.

    The camera which was still on, was able to record my face twisted in lust. I was drooling like a less-minded person when my sanity left my mind. I looked at the recording at a later date and I could only see whites in my eyes when my eyes had rolled at the back of my head. I kept whimpering, ‘Fu-ck… me… more… fuck me…’. It was an image of a person who had her brains fucked from her head. The pristine church girl was nowhere to be found from those eyes. At that moment, I worshipped only the cock which was pumping his seed into me.

    ‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! YEEEEEEEEEEEES!’, I squealed in delight like a proper bitch. At that point, I must’ve cummed a few minutes straight without any chance to calm down. Every muscle on my body was spasming involuntarily when the event crept further. I was getting dangerously close that I might hurt myself from the sheer pleasure. But fortunately for me, my mind could no longer handle the never-ending rapture. I kept flicking my bean like a mad woman until I finally blacked out. If the sweet darkening abyss had not taken me, I would have probably kept climaxing until I was hospitalized. While I slept, Rollo kept draining his testicles into my vagina. It took him roughly 20 minutes before he was done with his withdrawal and after that, he ran back into the forest. I do not know if he was called back home or what, but this time he did not stay to lick me clean.

    I woke up after it was dark already. Every part of my body was hurting from the wild evening of fucking. I remembered most of what had happened, but I was oddly calm about it. I think I understood that I had bigger fish to fry than worrying about that I had just been fucked silly. I wiped my eyes with my hands and saw the night sky. It took me a moment to register that both of my hands were free. I had somehow gotten free while I had slept. With a lot of effort, I got up from the rocky ground. I felt stiff and bloated. I pressed my tummy and the sperm deposited inside of my holes started to gush out. The amount of canine seed that Rollo had pushed into me was obscene. It took me a few minutes to empty myself enough before I dared to do anything else.

    After a while, I noticed my keys on the ground and went to pick them up. I looked at my phone for a moment before I remembered where it was. I was “smarter” this time around and I used two sticks to fish it from the crevice. I did not have enough strength to leave just yet so I sat down and went through the phone. There were a few messages and calls from Liz who was clearly worried. I did not bother to reply just yet. Like in trance, I started to through the recording. As I said before, it was not a pretty movie… However, there was a surprise twist ending for it. 3 minutes after Rollo had left, the phone recorded some voices. Yuka and Nala had found me while I was sleeping. Long story short, they were the ones who released my hand from the crack… but they had also recorded how Rollo had fucked my pussy. They also took some pictures of my body while I was out of it and doggy cum was seaping from my holes. They were laughing about it and it seems they are also in the blackmail business. Not only were they talking about it, but the text message from Yuka showed one of the pictures they had taken. “Fuck me and fuck my life.”, I thought when I saw my body in the photo. However, it seems that they did not realize that I have a record of them as well. Sure, the record of being fucked by a dog would be worse than proof of lesbianism, but let’s see if we can find a deal. I smiled mischievously. I might’ve lost something precious today in the eyes of God, but hey, there are always other options…. sinful options, to explore.

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    Thank you once again ManiAxe21 for the inspiration for the story. I hope you enjoy the route I took with the concept we discussed. Let’s see what kind of perverted magic we can figure out next.


  • Sasha and Clair

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    I was worn to a frazzle. My 7-year old twin boys were driving me up the wall now that school was ou

    Sasha and Clair
    by anon y mouse

    I was worn to a frazzle. My 7-year old twin boys were driving me up the wall now that school was out. “What are we going to do today?” each one asked over and over. Finally their dad took pity on me and took them off my hands for an extended weekend. They left early on Wednesday morning to spend time with Craig’s parents. I went back to bed.

    When I awakened, I remembered the new neighbors across the street. I’d seen the moving vans, but had not laid eyes on them. After a late breakfast, I baked chocolate chip cookies and walked across the street. A beautiful young woman answered the bell. She was perhaps 24 or 25 with creamy skin, vibrant green eyes and smartly styled short auburn hair A belted robe covered her.

    “Hi, I’m Clair, your neighbor from across the street. Am I disturbing you? I brought cookies. Welcome to the neighborhood,” I stammered. She took the plate.

    “Hi Clair, I’m Sasha. Nice to meet you. I was out on the patio. Would you join me?”

    “Of course,” I said. “Thanks.”

    “These will go great with the lemonade I have outside. I was taking a little sun. Do you mind if I continue while we talk”

    “Please, go right ahead.” I seated myself under an umbrella near the pool as she went to a beach chair. When I looked back at her she had removed her robe. She stood there in her totally nude, voluptuous beauty. High full breasts, tiny waist and impossibly long, shapely legs.

    “It’s just us girls here. You don’t object to my nudity, do you?”

    “Not at all.” I forced the words past my lips. She was so incredibly beautiful and perfect. My mind, my nipples and my pussy went on alert. I thought I had basically controlled these kinds of responses to women years ago. As I nibbled on a cookie, I thought back…

    …Mom and Dad divorced when I was 16. She wanted to travel so Dad got me. He never remarried, but had relationships until he found a steady. Deborah seemed to be perfect for Dad. Perfect until she desided to fuck me on my 18th birthday.

    Dad was gone overnight on a business trip and asked Deborah to stay with me since this was my special day. He felt guilty for leaving me alone. She gave me a lovely negliee, my first sexy piece of intimate apparel, after Dad left. During the night she came into my room. She was naked except for the dick that protruded from the area of her pussy. She frantically pulled at my new gown until it was torn down the front. She kissed me hard, jamming her tongue in my mouth repeatedly and rubbed herself and the dick on me, all the while telling me to relax and enjoy it. She bit at my nipples as she rubbed my pussy. I tried to push her away, but fear and disgust soon turned to pleasure when she made me cum. I stopped fighting and let her have what she wanted.

    My body became her playground. She licked and sucked every inch of me. Oh, what sounds she made as she ate my pussy, as she mounted me and rode me in the night. She took my virginity with her strap-on dildo. I’m sure my dad didn’t know she had a dick too. As I yelped in pain when she de-flowered me, she was triumphantly cumming on the part that was lodged in her. All night, she extracted one orgasm after another from my inexperienced body. She encouraged me with her moans of pleasure as I sucked her large breasts, as she held my head between her legs and accepted my tongue. She grunted in satisfaction as I brought my pussy down on her dick pushing it further into her. It became hard to distinguish her moans of pleasure from my own.

    I discovered the joy of female loving that memorable night. But I was so embarrassed at my actions when the morning came. I looked at my dishelved self in the mirror. I had love bites all over. The lips on my face and between my legs were swollen from much use. Dad’s girlfriend had fucked me good and was probably anticipating more. I quickly showered, packed a few essentials and drove to my grandmother’s house while Deborah was singing in the shower. I never stayed with Dad again until he got a new companion. I never told a soul what I had done.

    I went off to college later that year. Making a success of it was my only goal. Not many dates and very few parties. I switched roommates several times because the lonely ones wanted to fuck with me. In their naked youthfulness, they tempted me but I did not surrender. Pink pussy, taut titties, smooth skin, floral fragrances, flowing hair were put from my mind. Sometimes I forced myself to listen as a roommate moaned in pleasure when the girl from across the hall slipped in and fucked her. I knew how good they felt as they did it. When I allowed myself a peek, a roommate might be lying across the bed with her hair spilling to the floor. A girl might be attached to her breast, sucking loudly. Or she might be using her mouth between her legs. Or she might be riding her. Beauty on beauty, rubbing swollen pussies, seeking release. Most times, though, I would put in my earplugs, turn over and go to sleep. I was not going there again. Straight people didn’t do those things.

    I met Craig in my senior year and I had proper sex. His excellent fucking pushed ‘those thoughts’ further back in my mind. An advertising firm hired me right out of college. We married two years later. The boys came along when I was 30. I still work for the ad firm but only part-time and from my home office…

    I brought my thoughts back to the woman in front of me. Looking at this gorgeous creature sunning herself, those feelings that I keep deeply hidden are slithering back. She rubbed oil on her skin as she chatted. I don’t think I heard much of what she said. When she lay back on the chaise, her large, shaved pussy came in to view. My own pussy clenched. I nervously agreed to do her back when she asked. My hands kneaded her neck, shoulders, and her back.

    I was watching Clair. She was a sexy looking woman. It wouldn’t take much to seduce her. Clair was lost in her own thoughts for a few minutes. I wonder where she was. “Would you be a darling and do my back and buttocks?” I asked.

    Was it my imagination or did Sasha purr and undulate as my hands traveled over her pretty ass. She was turning me on. Big time. I finished her up, created an excuse and got my wet pussy the hell out of Dodge. “I have to leave now, Sasha. I may have left something cooking on the stove.”

    Yeah, right. The only overheated thing was her. I know Clair was turned on by me. Her hands shook as she massaged me. I know what I look like. I practically ooze sexuality. It’s a fact of my life. Men and women are hot for me. I’ve had lots of sex in my life, but it wasn’t until college that girls were added in the mix. I didn’t know what I had been missing. In my second year at college, I met a beautiful couple at a student-teacher mixer. They took a sexual interest in me at first sight and I began fucking them both. He would encourage her as she fucked me. “Eat that pussy, honey. Trib her hard. My baby loves to fuck pussy.” She went crazy and so did I. She would watch while he pounded his dick into my ass. The professor would never do it any other way. He preened and watched his performance in their all-mirrored bedroom. I truly blossomed sexually that year. I’ve since taken pleasure from many people, the beautiful, perfect men and women that I encounter, even though I am married.

    My husband at 42 is 16 years my senior He fell hopelessly in love with me when I interviewed for a job at his company. I have not worked a day since I met him. But I expertly spend his money. Even at his age, Barry is an excellent lover. When he pops the little blue pill, he fucks me long and hard and deep in both orifices. I am an excellent hostess and I do look great on his arm.

    Now back to Clair. Yes, those hands felt marvelous. Especially on my ass as she pulled open my cheeks to spread the oil. Clair has probably forgotten how beautiful she is since her kids were born. She is 5′ 7″ with shoulder length black hair and gray eyes. Motherhood has not hurt her figure. I’ll just bet she thought primarily of her family until I came along. Now she is thinking about how my pussy looked when I spread myself out in the sun. Had she looked closer, she would have noticed it glistening with my juices. Juice brought forth by her stares.

    That night I dreamt four dark-haired women were pulling at me, wanting me, touching all of me. I woke with a start before I came. Craig would be so disappointed in me if he knew I had been with a woman. Even though I’m married with children, I guess I am still am turned on by women after all these years. Watching Sasha brought it to the surface. I try so hard to suppress it, but sometimes late at night when I can’t sleep, I pull out that memory of Dad’s girlfriend, hair swinging, breasts bouncing, pounding into me. I silently rub my clit and let myself cum. Once I am spent, I can roll over, pretend it didn’t happen and go to sleep.

    The next day I decided to invite Clair for brunch. It was Thursday and my husband was already at the office. I also invited Heather, a fellow graduate student. Heather lets me kiss her above the waist only. Man, she is a kisser and her breasts are to die for. I love women’s breasts. Sucking those titties takes the edge off our study sessions. She said she was saving the rest for Mr. Right. I wanted to excite Clair a bit. While they were there, I touched Heather’s braless breasts inside her low-cut blouse as she sat next the Clair on the sofa or kissed her on the lips as if it were the most natural thing to do. Wide-eyed, Clair took it all in. At the door, I gave Heather one long last kiss with some tongue and saliva action as I moaned and rubbed her tits. I gave Clair a quiet, swift smack on the lips before sending her across the street.

    Sasha kissed me. She really did. But not like she kissed Heather. I saw her pink tongue enter Heather’s mouth. She had her hands all over her breasts.They seem so natural together. Was Sasha fucking her? She’s married like me, but she played with that woman’s titties and kissed her like a lover. Somehow, I was a little jealous.

    By Friday, I knew I had to make a move on Clair while our husbands were away. Mine was in an all day golfing tournament in a neighboring city. It was already mid-morning. I was horny for pussy and wanted to make another conquest. I had to get in Clair’s panties. “Clair, come over. I have something I want to show you. You’ll love it, I promise. Ten minutes, ok?”

    I showered and slipped on a mint green, see-through-lace tank bra and panty. The panties were cut so that they didn’t cover my ass completely. The front hugged and accentuated my large pussy lips. The tank bra pushed up my globes invitingly. I was sexy if I do say so myself. Clair rang on time. I quickly pulled her in. When I closed the door, I greeted her with a quick smack on the lips-kind of like before. When she opened her mouth to gasp, I forced my tongue inside. She put up a token effort to push me away, but finally acquiesced as I knew she would. I knew from day one that I would fuck her. Married women are my best conquests. They are so needy for something different and exciting. I am that.

    “Let’s go upstairs, baby. I want to fuck you now! I know you want it.”

    “Sasha, please. I don’t know if I…Is this outfit what you wanted to show me? Green is your color. You look so hot in it. I can see your pussy…it’s so pretty.”

    “Thanks,” I said while turning to model. “I’ll let you peel it off me. You want to touch me, don’t you? You want to touch my pussy. I saw you looking at it. At me. Come on up, Clair. You can do whatever you want with me.”

    I had her. I was offering her everything she wanted. Her clothes fell away quickly. Before long, she was slowly removing my green items. Her breath was ragged as she touched my flesh. Then I was naked, lying on top of Clair. My large clit was pushing into her. My tongue invaded her sweet mouth again. Our breasts pressed tightly together. I heard the sound of surrender in her throat as I began to slowly ride her.

    This beautiful woman, Sasha, was pressing against me. Her mound was screwing on mine. Pressing me into her mattress. She felt so damn good. I thought I would go crazy as she fucked my mouth with her tongue. Such exquisite pleasure from a woman was finally mine again. Her hot body and her naughty words encouraged my release. Her fragrant skin was soft and smooth as I roamed my hands over her. I humped my pussy upward as I came endlessly. She joined me.

    We were still very excited from our initial sexing. Sasha pulled away and began sucking my breasts very hard as she rubbed my clit. Soon she moved between my thighs, spread me wide and began eating on my pussy. She pumped three fingers into me as she pulled on my clit with her lips. My labia, my entire pussy disappeared into her hot, wet mouth. I thrashed in sublime pleasure as her long tongue made its way deep inside my vagina. My juices flowed freely. I lost all count of my orgasms. I was 18 again.

    My, my what a passionate woman this Clair is. She seemed to have had a lot of pent-up passion for a woman and she released it with me. Before she ate me, Clair whispered that she’s needed pussy for so long. I don’t think she’s aware that she spoke. She sucked hard and long on my clit bringing me over and over the top. Her tongue pumped in me with such rapidity as these hungry sounds escaped from her throat. She was devouring me, becoming as aggressive as me. It was wonderful. Perhaps I can get a story from her. Wherever she got some, it must be memorable.

    During our time together, Clair asked to “ride” me as I did her. My engorged clit stood at attention for her. She was trembling as she climbed aboard and fitted her swollen pussy to me. Her lovely face, eyes closed, was concentrated in lust as our swollen pussies humped toward orgasm. Her red lips were parted, thick from my kisses. Perspiration dripped from her long neck down between her breasts. Beads of it caught on the thin gold heart that dangled from its chain. Her nipples were rock hard when I reached up for her breasts. Her ass was soft and sleek as I guided her screwing. I was ground into my mattress. Our pelvic bones grated on each other. Our sore,swollen lips became one sealed by our juices. Our clits lengthened to capacity. Pain was pleasure and pleasure was pain. I thought I fucked hard, but Clair fucked harder. Her pussy slipped into my opening. Mine slipped into hers. She held off cumming for as long as she could. Her body would leave mine for precious seconds holding back, but it could barely stand the absence. Contact. Sweet contact again. When she finally let us cum, frantically moaning and moving up and down on my pussy, it was hard and sustained. After long minutes, she collapsed on me. Tears flowed as she thanked me and kissed me passionately.

    Sasha and I spent the afternoon having sex. I surrendered my mind and my body to her. Hunger overcame me. I kissed and sucked every delicious inch of her-breasts, pussy, ass, the soles of her feet-everywhere. I memorized her with my hands and tongue. Now I know she did purr as I put my fingers in her pussy one by one.

    Sasha left me for a short time and came back with a bag she said she kept hidden in the attic. With her back to me, she stepped into a harness. She turned and came toward me with a red 8-inch dick. This was just too good! What pleasure I had with her slicing that thing into me from behind as we watched ourselves in the mirror. When she aimed the phallus at my butthole and paused, I gave her permission to enter. My dad’s girlfriend had been in there and it felt really good. Sasha rubbed my dripping pussy and transferred the juice to my hole. Ever so slowly, she pressed forward. Slowly, so that I could savor the thick fullness. So that I could watch. There was no real pain even after all these years, but there was so much pleasure. She pushed all the way to the hilt and locked herself into me. She began sliding the dick in and out of my anus. Powerful strokes. Playful, erotic slaps on my cheeks heightened my pleasure. I came when I saw her dip at the knees, then come back up and push hard into me. The feel of that thing was incredible. It was part of the beautiful Sasha who was extraordinary.

    We were marvelous together. Sasha pressed me against the shower wall, kissing me hungrily as the water beat down on us. I couldn’t make up for almost 20 years of lost pussy in one day, but I made a nice dent. I was no longer in denial. I liked fucking women, but I would still keep it a secret from my husband. As we kissed at her front door, Sasha told me that I was an excellent lover. I happily made my way across the street exhausted from delicious sex with a beautiful young woman. It was one of the best days of my life.


  • A night of seduction

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    God, work sucks, I’m pretty sure just about everyone would agree with me when I say work stresses me the hell out. As I drive home from work the only thing holding me together is the thoughts of the beautiful girl waiting on me at home. As my stress levels grow my thoughts go back to her. As I pull into the driveway I notice the porch light is on and smile to myself, I taught her well. I turn my car off and step out. My black heel hits the concrete with a loud clicking noise. I love the sound heels make on concrete, especially when a beautiful girl is wearing them.

    As I walk up to the porch and turn my key in the lock I take a deep breath in anticipation of the night ahead of me. I open the door and there standing before me, just as she should be, is my beautiful angel, Lexis. Her eyes on the floor, there is a small hint of a smile on her lips. She greets me with a simple “good evening Mistress” and I smile.

    I run my hand down her cheek. God this girl is so beautiful, she has long dark hair, piercing green eyes, and a perfect body (34B breasts and a tight little ass). I wonder sometimes how she doesn’t see just how beautiful she really is. As I look her over I see the red marks on her wrists left from the games we played the night before. I bite my lip as my thoughts wander briefly. I tell her to go upstairs and run my bath and a soft reply of “yes Mistress” is all I hear, and I watch her swing her hips as she goes upstairs. I smile to myself, thinking she’s being a bit brave today, and follow her upstairs.

    When I walk into the bathroom I see a full view of her sexy ass and glistening wet pussy as she bends over the tub stirring around the water. I stand in the doorway, smiling and I know she senses me watching her so she bends over even more. I tell her to get her tight little ass over here and undress me and she jumps at the harshness in my voice. Once she looks at me smiling I can see her relax. She doesn’t want me angry. I feel her fingertips caress my skin as she undresses me, slowly pulling my shirt over my head, running her fingers down my arm. She unclasps my bra and pulls it off, exposing my hard erect nipples and my 34C tits. She reaches around from my back and undoes the button on my pants, running her hands over my stomach softly. She leans down and pulls my pants and thong off in one simple tug. She kisses the back of my thigh where it meets my ass, a simple touch that drives me wild. She stands up and offers a hand to help me into the tub. As I sit down she kneels beside the tub, reaching in and grabbing soap. She slowly washes my legs, up to my stomach. I let out a heavy sigh as her hands massage my tits and back down my stomach. I relax and think of the many things I would love to be doing to my beautiful slave right now, but the night’s young, and it’s more fun to let her anticipate my touch.

    When she’s done washing me I tell her to let the water out andstand up. She grabs a towel and dries my body, legs up. Every once in a while her skin touches mine, giving me goose bumps. I tell her to go pick me out some clothes and she hurries off, coming back with her favorite black leather thong and corset. As I slip it on she fastens it, and I turn and look at her, getting lost in her big green eyes. I grab her by the wrist and drag her to the bedroom, throwing her on to the bed and straddling her, pinning her hands above her head. I kiss along her neck, nibbling a little and across her collarbone. She sighs and relaxes against my body. I reach up for cuffs and as I do she flips me over onto my back, saying, “Tonight, Mistress you’re going to be my dirty little slut and you’re going to beg me for release.”

    I tell her she had better uncuff me, and she just smiles. She says she’ll take the beating for one night to show her mistress pure bliss. She blindfolds me and cuffs my ankles, stripping me of my corset. She reaches into my bedside table and pulls out a feather. At the first touch of it my whole body tenses. I’m so ticklish it’s pure torture. She runs it around my erect nipples, and I moan in response.

    She runs it down my stomach, and I laugh and shudder in response. She stops and I feel her hot breath on my clit and I moan softly. She runs the feather over my pussy lips, not touching my hard, erect clit. My cunt is dripping wet and I’m burning with desire. She leans down and runs her tongue from my dripping cunt to my throbbing clit. I let out a loud moan and she giggles. She leans down and whispers in my ear, asking me who the dirty little slut is now, and I moan and beg her for more. “I’m your dirty little slut, please touch me, I need your touch.”

    Then the soft hum of a vibe fills my ears, and my body tenses. She warns me not to climax as she moves my thong to the side and slams the vibe hard inside me. She moves my panties back over to hold it inside me as I beg her to fuck me, to fuck her dirty slut. A sweet no is all I hear – she tells me to enjoy my vibe while she showers. She tells me if I cum, I’ll be punished and I hear water running. I’m lost in ecstasy as the vibe hums away, tormenting me. I’m not sure how long she left me but as soon as I hear the water turn off my body tenses.

    I feel her body next to mine and then I feel her on top of me, lowering herself onto my mouth. She tells me to beg her to let me lick her cunt like the dirty little slut I am. The smell of her is intoxicating and I begin to beg her to let me taste her, let me pleasure her. She shoves herself onto my face and I start tongue fucking her the best I can as she rocks her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit on my nose. She tastes so good, and my body is on fire for her touch. I lick and tongue fuck her like I wish she would do to me. I can tell she’s getting close to her climax because her movements become desperate. I taste her cum as I feel her squeeze my tongue. She pulls my hair and screams.

    She tells me to clean up my mess, and I start desperately licking her pussy clean. She lifts up and looks at me, telling me I look sexy with her pussy juices all over my face. I start begging her to touch me, to let me cum, my whole body is screaming for release. She reaches down, takes out the vibe, and rips off my thong. She leans down and slowly licks my nipples, taking one into her mouth and pinching the other. She kisses down my stomach and along my hips, teasing me by blowing on my clit. I scream and beg her to please fuck her dirty slut, that I need release. She runs her tongue along my pussy lips, being careful not to touch my clit, and comments on how wet I am, calling me a dirty cunt. I moan in frustration and she slams her fingers inside me, nibbling my thighs and licking my clit, taking it into her mouth and licking and flicking it.

    I shudder and my body screams for release. She tells me to cum all over her fingers like a good little cunt and I let go, wave after wave of release washes through me and I scream. She unties me and keeps fingering me with one hand, as two, three, four orgasms wash through me. As she slows my body collapse and I sigh. I pull her against me, holding her close. She tells me how much she loves me and I tell her how I couldn’t live without her. Just as I’m about to fall asleep I whisper in her ear, telling her how I think I can overlook the punishment this once. I hear her sigh and she presses herself even tighter against me.


    6 comments
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    jakesReport 

    2009-06-12 02:03:23
    whay a great story i love these stories

    BloggsReport 

    2009-05-06 15:00:35
    Well written, Horney story, nice and short.

    Anonymous readerReport 

    2009-03-16 00:34:01
    Great loved it amazing for how short it is continue writeing my friend

    willingwimpReport 

    2009-03-15 22:46:11
    I wish I could be your boy slut.

    PITAReport 

    2009-03-15 20:52:26
    Awesome story. Brief but well written.

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  • Tarnheim Academy Pt 1

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    A young woman’s introduction to sexual submission.

    Tarnheim Academy, Part One

    My name is Heather Gringsworth, and this is my story.

    I was raised by my parents in Essex, in the very lap of luxury. I lacked for nothing, and enjoyed all the privileges of wealth and status. My parents indulged my every whim, which only served to embolden me to demand ever more. I attended an elite private school in which my social circle was composed of other young girls of similar means and disposition. We were a clique, and looked with disdain upon those beneath us. We took pleasure in teasing and tormenting other girls, those of lesser station than ourselves. I took particular delight in flirting with boys, none of whom I would ever give a real chance. At the age of sixteen I had become a genuine spoiled bitch, and lived that role to the hilt.

    All of that was to change.

    One evening at dinner Mummy and Daddy announced that I was being sent to a boarding school.

    “What? Oh, no, you are not doing this. I have all of my friends here, and I’m not going off to some silly boarding school.”

    Daddy was adamant. “Young lady, your mother and I have discussed this, and we have made our decision. We have chosen the Tarnheim Academy; it is an extremely exclusive school, one that we believe will be uniquely suited to your needs.”

    “Tarnheim? Is that in Lancaster?”

    “No,” Daddy answered with a smile. “It’s in Austria. Your mother and I have reviewed their curriculum, and there’s no better school on earth to instruct you properly. The arrangements have already been made. You leave in the morning.”

    I was taken aback by all of this, but Mummy and Daddy would hear none of my complaints. I went to bed thinking of ways to punish them for being so unreasonable. Still, I thought, it would be something new, and if I found it too stuffy I was sure that I could cajole my parents into returning me home.

    In the morning I packed my things and Daddy had our driver take me to the airport. The plane ride was unexceptional, and the drive from the airport in Salzburg was a tad bumpy. The Academy was some distance from Salzburg, up in the mountains and fairly remote. The entrance seemed rather imposing, a gate of iron and stone topped with wicked looking spikes. The Academy itself had something of the look of a medieval castle, all of gray stone.

    The driver held the door for me as I exited the vehicle. I left him to deal with my luggage and proceeded towards the main door. A rather intimidating woman awaited me. She was very tall, perhaps six feet, and strikingly beautiful. Her blond hair was tied back in a tight bun at the nape of her neck, and her blue eyes seemed to pierce right through me. I noted that she wore a tight outfit of dark leather with the Academy crest over her heart. The leather hugged her curves in a most provocative way, and she was quite imposing.

    “You must be Miss Gringsworth,” she spoke curtly. “I am Helen Krieger, and I run this Academy. You will refer to me as Headmistress.”

    “Yes, of course,” I replied with a dismissive wave. “Where is my room?”

    Her eyebrow rose at the question. “The driver will see to your things, Miss Gringsworth. You, on the other hand, must come with me to my office at once.”

    I shook my head. “Oh, no, I’m much too tired now, Miss Krieger. It’s been a long flight and even longer drive. Perhaps later this afternoon.”

    “At once!” she repeated sharply.

    I was taken aback by her boldness, but sighed and cooperated. She marched on five inch heels down the hallway, and I saw girls in school uniforms scramble to get out of her way. I walked behind, thinking that I’d have to straighten her out about a few things; after all, it was Daddy’s money that was paying for all of this.

    We arrived at her office, and she opened the door and gestured for me to enter before her. I did so, and noted the office held the expected shelves of books, a massive desk of polished oak, and a few chairs. One looked rather odd, but I did not have time to contemplate that as the door slammed behind me.

    As I turned to speak, Miss Krieger’s gloved hand struck me full force across the face. I gasped in as much astonishment as pain; I couldn’t believe the woman had struck me! Anger and indignation welled up inside me, and I began a caustic rebuke.

    “What the hell do you think…” I began, but another stinging slap across the face silenced my retort. I put up my hands to defend myself, only to find my wrist grabbed and twisted in a painful hold which brought me to my knees. She held me effortlessly, and I was powerless to escape.

    “Please let me go,” I whimpered. Tears were running down my cheeks – real tears!

    “I will release you when I wish, and not before, Miss Gringsworth. You need to learn proper etiquette, and I am going to teach you. First, as I told you before, you will refer to me as Headmistress. When spoken to, you will answer ‘Yes, Headmistress’ or ‘No, Headmistress.’ Is that clear?”

    “Y-yes, Headmistress,” I replied.

    “Second, you will learn that there is a hierarchy here at Tarnheim. First year girls answer to second year girls, who answer to third year girls, who answer to fourth year girls. All girls answer to the teachers, whom you will address as Master or Mistress, and all answer to me. Is that clear?”

    “Yes, Headmistress,” I nodded.

    “Third, the rule of Tarnheim is obedience. When you are given an order by one above you, you will obey without question, unless the order conflicts with one given by a higher authority. Is that clear?”

    “Yes, Headmistress.”

    “Very good, Miss Gringsworth. Get up, and we shall see to your punishment.”

    As she released my wrist, I looked up at her. “My punishment? W-what are you talking about?”

    She stood above me, and her eyes were two pools of cold blue ice. “Your actions and attitude have been most inappropriate, Miss Gringsworth. Your insolence will not be tolerated here, and you will now learn the consequences.”

    I gulped nervously, not knowing what form this punishment was to take. Miss Krieger was very intimidating, and I was genuinely scared. My fears were justified, I soon discovered.

    “Remove your clothes, and place them over there by the door,” she commanded.

    I blinked in amazement. “I-I’m sorry, you want me to do what, Headmistress?”

    “You heard me the first time. Remove your clothes,” she snapped icily, “at once!”

    Frightened, I complied with her commands. I removed my shoes and socks, and my fingers shook as I fumbled with the buttons of my blouse. I unzipped my skirt and lowered it to the ground, then, clad only in my undergarments, bent down to pick up my clothes.

    “You are not finished, Miss Gringsworth. Continue.”

    I stared at her in shock. “Y-you want me naked, Headmistress?”

    She answered with a predatory smile that chilled me to the core. “Yes. Continue.”

    My heart raced as I nervously reached up to unfasten the front snap on my bra. Biting my lip, I pulled it open, revealing my breasts, and shrugged my bra to the floor. Strangely, my nipples had become erect, an odd reaction to fear. With some hesitation I grasped the hem of my panties and slowly peeled them down to my feet, then stepped out of them. One hand covered my pussy while the other attempted to cover my breasts.

    “Very good, Miss Gringsworth. Now stand up straight so I can get a better look at you, and keep your hands at your sides.”

    Miss Krieger approached, and I stood rigidly still, not daring to even breathe as she circled me. I’d always taken pride in my body, reveling in the stares I drew from the boys (and some girls, I might add). But I’d never felt so vulnerable. Her eyes roamed up and down the length of my body and she smiled appreciatively. “I see that you’ve kept your body in decent condition, though you need more muscle tone. Don’t worry, we’ll see to that soon enough. Now, lie face down on that.”

    Miss Krieger pointed towards a leather covered bench that was some four feet in length, and about a foot wide. Nervously, I lay down upon it, my arms and legs dangling over the sides. She quickly seized hold of a wrist and I felt a loop of silken cord placed around it. Similar loops were placed over my other wrist and my ankles. Miss Krieger pressed a button, and I heard the whir of electric motors and the cords were drawn tight to the legs of the bench.

    My breasts were flattened beneath me, and I was unable to move my arms in any way. I could straighten my legs a trifle, which served only to raise my bottom higher. I was trapped and utterly defenseless, my body exposed and vulnerable.

    Miss Krieger stepped out of my view, and I waited anxiously, not knowing what was to happen next. I was not prepared when I heard the crack of a whip cutting the air and slashing across my bottom a split-instant later. I screamed in pain, and struggled futilely to free myself.

    “Oh, god, please Headmistress, please don’t whip me!”

    “Miss Gringsworth, you will stop your sniveling this instant. You’ve had this coming for a very long time, and you’re going to get what you deserve.” With that she cracked the whip across my bottom again, and I felt my ass was on fire.

    “Please! Please, Headmistress, I can’t bear it, I really can’t! You’ll kill me!”

    “Nonsense. This whip is specially made for its purpose, Miss Gringsworth. It is both pliable and resilient, calculated to sting but not to mark the flesh. I could whip you all day and never leave a mark.”

    The whip came down again on my bottom, and I screamed. I screamed for help, but no one in the Academy would dare to intrude on their headmistress. I begged for mercy, and soon learned that mercy was not a quality that Miss Krieger possessed. She laid into me with renewed fervor, whipping my poor bottom until it felt like my skin had been flayed off with a knife. She varied her attack, sometimes aiming for the backs of my legs and letting the tip of the lash curl around my thigh. Worst of all, sometimes she let the whip curl between my legs and flick my tender pussy, which elicited the loudest screams from me.

    The whipping continued for a very long time. I cannot say how long it was, because time had ceased to have meaning. All of my existence was concentrated on the sensations of pain and utter helplessness. I’d stopped pleading with her long ago, and my cries had become incoherent. Miss Krieger’s stamina was incredible; she continued to lash me with undiminished energy and enthusiasm for what seemed like over an hour. I was a broken, sobbing wreck, and my bottom was ablaze with pain.

    Finally, Miss Krieger moved to stand in front of me. With my arms pulled down tight, I could scarcely raise my head enough to look into her eyes. She smiled wickedly, and said, “I am going to give you twelve more lashes, Miss Gringsworth, all directly upon your sweet pussy, and with the full force of my arm. You are to count out the number of each stroke in a loud, clear voice. If you fail to keep the proper count, we shall begin again at ‘one.’ Do you understand?”

    Sobbing, I nodded. “Yes, Headmistress.”

    “Good. Then let us begin.”

    The whip cracked loudly, the tip landing squarely on my pussy. I opened my mouth to speak, but my voice was paralyzed with pain. My jaw moved as I mouthed the word, “One.”

    The whip slashed down again between my widely parted thighs to strike my clitoris full force. A fresh wave of pain swept over me. My eyes were squeezed shut, and my mouth moved again. “T-two,” I breathed.

    The lash came down again, striking its mark unerringly. I screamed out, “Three!”

    Miss Krieger shook her head. “No, Miss Gringsworth, you are wrong. It cannot be ‘three’ until you have properly counted ‘one.’” With that she cut down again with the lash directly on my swollen clitoris.

    “One! One! Oh, god, one!”

    “Very good, Miss Gringsworth. We will now continue with a proper count.”

    To my credit, I managed to maintain the count despite the pain. Each time I felt I might lose consciousness, but I had to focus past it to call out the count or it would become infinitely worse. When I had finally called out twelve, I would have collapsed had I not been securely bound.

    My breath came in shuddering gasps. Miss Krieger moved behind me, peeling off her leather gloves as she did so. Her hand caressed my bottom, feeling so cool against the heat of my blazing skin. She gently stroked my ass, her hands wandering over both upraised globes and down my parted thighs. It felt very good, and quite soothing. I felt her soft tongue trace a line up one thigh, licking its way up my leg and swirling upon one burning ass cheek. She repeated the process on the other thigh, and I squirmed as her tongue tickled my ass. I was embarrassed at how much I liked having her lick my ass.

    She then began caressing my stinging pussy, and her soft touch gave wonderful relief to the pain. I felt myself moaning softly as her hands explored my throbbing quim. I felt myself getting wet in spite of myself. She knelt between my parted thighs and began expertly licking my exposed pussy. I moaned louder, feeling my body respond in unthinkable ways. Her tongue dove deep into my slit, moving in slow circles, and I felt my breath come faster.

    When Miss Krieger’s tongue flicked across my swollen clitoris, all self-control dissolved and I felt my body quake with a powerful orgasm. She continued licking me, taking my clitoris between her lips and sucking on it. I came again and again as she tongued me, my orgasms running together until I was in a continuous state of climactic explosion. I was out of my mind, begging her to never stop.

    When Miss Krieger finally released me, I was beyond all thought or reason. I had been reduced to her sexual plaything, and was willing to do anything she commanded without hesitation. She stood and walked in front of me, peeling off her leathers as she did so. Her body was superb, trim and athletic yet with amazing breasts. I noted that her nipples were pierced, as was her clitoris, and all bore rings of white gold. She moved to place her shaved pussy directly into my face, winding her fingers in my hair.

    “Lick me,” she commanded, and I eagerly complied.

    I’d never made love to a woman before, nor to a man, except for kissing and soft caresses. Yet I found myself hungrily lapping her pussy like a girl gone mad. I wanted it, wanted it badly, and licked and sucked her for all that I was worth. Miss Krieger whispered words of encouragement, urging me on as I licked her, and I loved it. The taste was heavenly.

    Miss Krieger had me tongue her to orgasm three times before she released me. I rose from the bench unsteadily, my legs wobbly from being bound for so long. She helped me to my feet, and poured me a glass of water from a carafe on her desk. I drank, thirsty from screaming for so long. She looked at me and smiled.

    “Now you’ve had a proper introduction to our way of teaching, Miss Gringsworth. Welcome to Tarnheim Academy, your new home.”

    I smiled in return, genuinely moved. I felt I had been transformed by my experience, and knew that nothing would be the same ever again. Nor would I want it to be.

    End part one.