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Part 3 Of People Pets Continued

She was finally out, and standing, it felt so good, after being cramped, and tied up in the cage for so long, at first she could hardly stand, her circulation was coming back, she was young and in good shape, so this took only several minutes. His foreman Navarro who was a very sadistic man himself had been watching as he had unloaded her and was drooling at the sight of her gigantic breasts, and said she looks really good boss, the men will love to play with her. Navarro said to him do you mind, walked over and twisted both of Jo’s nipples quite sadistically! This immediately brought tears to her eyes as she screamed out in pain. His boss said, thats enough and hooked a leash onto the dirty leather collar and pulled her into the barn. Navarro followed along patting Jo on her bottom each time she took a step. In one corner there was a rather large cage with two small folding army cots a small rickety dressing table and open facilities. It had some tar paper and corrugated tin around most of it, this was to be her new home, at least for a while. Omg this, is to be my fate?, she felt even more depressed as he pulled her past this grapes of wrath setting that was straight out of some wretched story of pet abuse and degradation….

He pulled her along farther, through a big open door and into a large room, that was built onto one side of the barn, it was a strange looking place and was certainly not for domestic animals, it had all sorts of small tables and devices, and at first she had no idea what they were for?. Her heart sank even further as he pulled her over to a short wooden post, bent her over and clamped her dirty leather collar to it in several places. Now she finally figured out what all of this was for, pet abuse!, and “she” was the pet that was going to be abused!!!…. With her hands still bound behind her back, and bent over with her bottom sticking up quite inviting he rummaged around on the floor kicking some of the trash around to where he found several pairs of dirty soiled heels apparently left around from previous pets. He picked a pair of dingy green 5″ heels and forced them onto her bare feet.

This was followed by him spreading her legs so wide she was barely able to keep her toes on the floor, the only thing that kept her legs from sliding farther apart was that he had lashed her ankles to several steel rings that were bolted to the floor, he then put two 3″ wide leather straps around her upper thighs just below her crotch, and tightened the buckles, this squeezed her thighs and bottom out quite vulgarly on each side of the belts. These straps had “D” rings, he then attached them to a ratchet type come along’s, and then started cranking the handle back an forth this made a clicking sound that scared her even more as each time it clicked was quite loud, this lifted her up a little each time as he pulled first one side up tight, and then the other, this resulted in spreading her inner thighs well over 4″ apart where before the softness was almost touching!, along with leaving her toes just barely touching the floor. Navarro said as he bent down to admire Jo’s very wet posterior, very nice I am going to enjoy abusing the slit on this one!!!..

She was now starting to wonder again just what he or Navarro was going to do?. As she could not move at all!!!… Omg this left her feeling more scared, helplessness and vulnerable than she had ever felt before, it was also strangely exciting and she could not believe that her pussy was getting so wet again!….

Omg, could she really be, a “bitch and a whore”, this realization left her with a mixed feeling of conflicting emotions?… He then took some duct tape and tore several pieces off, she could hear the ripping of the tape but could not see just what he was going to do with it, he stuck and pressed it on the inside of her ass cheeks between her small little butt hole and the opening of her pussy lips, this was then taped and connected to several short stretchy cords that had rings one one end..

He then pulled these cords up very tight and hooked them to some others that were hanging down on either side. When he let each one loose this resulted in pulling her soft pink ass cheeks wide apart and left not only her sweet pink little pussy exposed and slightly open, it also left her small virgin ass hole totally exposed as well. For a big pet and one with such a big round bottom, she had a very small little ass hole, the slightly open lips of her little pussy exposed a small clit that for the circumstances was starting to swell, a drop of her wetness fell from it onto the floor followed by another.

You would have thought a big pet like her and with such a big round bottom and such large breasts would have an equally large pussy and ass hole, nature had done just the opposite in her case!.

He then told her there were only three things that he had gotten a pet like her for?, one was so you can suck my cock anytime I want!, and the other is so I can fuck you in your ass. I know that you are a virgin, and I have plans for that, but I really plan to enjoy forcefully defiling your little ass hole, and in such a way that you well never forget what will happen to you this evening!!!…You will love this, it will hurt like hell at first but after a few nights of this, you will start to enjoy it!. He then took the red ball gag he had use earlier and forced it into her mouth along with tightening the buckle so tight it hurt!…

He and Navarro had been walking around her, and both were admiring his handy work. She was unable to move her head or anything else. When he moved up really close and said, the third thing I got you for was my workers, they work much harder when they know there is a pretty pet they can play with, and use every Friday and Saturday night. Tomorrow, I am going to take you down into the camp and let my workers decide which one gets to break your sweet pink virgin little cherry!, with their big brown cocks!!!…..And if you don’t do exactly what I tell you! I am going to whip your ass really good. I will give you a little taste of this later, so that you know exactly what I am talking about. Do you understand? Hum,… do you?….

Jo,s head was spinning, and could make little response or move her head to his question. Her thoughts returned to what he had said earlier, “Fucked in the ass!, Break her cherry” helplessly used? Ass whipped? What was all this about? OMG she thought how could she have offspring by being fucked?, In the ass.! Her parents had said something about breeding and copulation, but she thought that this was only with a loving master. Could numerous males, that were not her master actually want to mate with her?, and not care about anything, except themselves? She had little time to contemplate all this, as she heard him say, I am, really going to love doing this, and so are you!!….

She at first felt him behind her, and the head of his large grotesque cock slide up and down under her very wet slit!, he was coating it with his and her slick juices, it felt really good as he rubbed it across her swollen little clit several times. Even when she was played with by the young male who had cared for her, she was so naive about her clit not knowing she even had one. It was very small and one would have to spread her lips wide to even see it, and with her big breasts in the way, this made it even harder for her to even see down there!.

He had licked several of his fingers with his lips, and was sticking first one and then another until he had three in her virgin little ass hole, his fingers were rough, and were the hands of a man that worked outside. The first finger and even the second was not bad at all, the ring around her pink little sphincter involuntarily contracted around all three of his fingers, which made the tiny little pea shaped clitoris swell larger than it ever had, and was barely starting to peep out from between her lips as more of her wetness dripped from it.

Omg!!!.. she started to feel the most wonderful “sensation”, it started deep in her loins and radiated out into her pubic area, he rubbed his big hard cock again, up and down and across her little clit several more times harder than the first!!…. This was all it took she shuddered violently as the bonds held her ever so tight!. The first orgasm reeked through her young pet body, followed by several more leaving her limp and shaken, omg this!, was nothing like anything she had ever experienced before, she had been, ever so close on several occasions with out ever knowing it, the raw animal bliss and wonderful feeling of uncontrolled female sexual orgasms was unbelievable….. Navarro was laughing and said good boss very good!!…

She was so sinfully relaxed that he could do anything to her, and did!. Before she knew what was happening his fingers had been quickly pulled out of her little ass hole and the head of his big cock was forcefully slipped in just past her sphincter, she screamed out but the red ball gag had muffled all but a peep!

The brutality of this as he rammed in a little further with each hard thrust of his cock, it was just over 12″ long and the head was still over 3” across even with a big chunk of it missing. He continued to force it into her, each time it went in farther and farther she had no idea or how much she could take as each time he pulled back very little before jamming it in more!. This was agony “tears welled from her eyes” and saliva dripped from around the ball in her mouth her heart was pounding and sweat started to form all over her body. It was a good thing he had gagged her as the pets he had done this to before had screamed and screamed with each sadistic ram and thrust, that on a quiet night they could be heard for miles away. She had never experienced such pain and did not know that something like this could be so horribly unpleasant! and painful, and it was so humiliating to have such a sinful and depraved thing happen to her in front of Navarro, who had keeled down on his knees and had been intently watching, and was more than happy to see her brutally used this way.

The sensations she was experiencing had gone from the most wonderful sexual experience she had ever had in her life to the most excruciating and painful one, and all in only a few short minutes, omg, omg omg, would this never end!. Once he had finally gotten in all the way and it had stretched her to the point she thought it would tear her apart. He slowly pulled to where he was almost out, leaving only the large head of his cock just inside her pink ringed sphincter!!!..and had left her with an empty sucking felling. This was followed again by him forcefully and violently pushing into her until his big balls had swung up from underneath her hairy little slit and banged against her now very bare swollen little pea shaped clit, it was so sensitive now from the earlier orgasm that only this touch was enough for her to “orgasm” again. She had now gone from pleasure to excruciating pain, and back to pleasure.

This orgasm had temporarily dulled the pain as his thrusting and her tightening orgasm had resulted in him cumming as well. It was another large load that squirted out around his cock and ran down through her slit and was dripping off her swollen little clit!. He was holding his cock as he pulled out, and then let the rest loose that now shot out all over her back and bottom mixing with her perspiration. The sensation of this big thing being removed left her feeling empty relaxed and exhausted. The former agony was now only a warm and very dull glow. He left her in this position for well over ten minutes, it didn’t matter as she could not move at all!. Navarro got up and walked over smacking her bottom quite hard and said nice going boss, ill see you tomorrow and left.

After the time had passed her master crouched down in front of her face and said, now I am going to show you just what to expect if you hesitate to follow any of my orders in front of my workers tomorrow.

She heard the sound of something whistle through the air and jerked violently as a very nasty lash really snapped across her big bare breasts that were hanging down, first one side and then the other. The whipping ended up concentrating on her very large nipples, Oh!… it hurt and, from this agonizing whipping it was around to her soft bare buttocks. The first lash stung like a bee and continued one after another and was ever more unpleasantly painful. He then switched to her sore little ass hole and with her bottom still spread wide, he dropped to his knees and slowly moved down to her pussy, the swollen little tiny pea shaped clit that had been just barely peeking out between the opening of her cunt lips. Was now down even farther and was his main focus. It was now getting the!, “direct and most sadistic” attention.

She wondered, just how much whipping of her virgin pussy could endure. He would from time to time stop whipping her and forcefully twist and pull on her tiny little clitoris . It was a mix of pain and pleasure and to the point where she could not distinguish which was which!!!.. He, for no reason stopped and walked out of the room leaving her to wonder what was next!. She had been there for what seemed like an hour when he finally returned. The sensations of her young pet body was still mixed when she felt him stick his fingers in her now not so virgin little ass hole, it had some type of slick lube on them this was followed by something big round and hard being forced into it, past her pink ringed pucker and snapped in as the lube helped make a sucking sound.

Omg she felt it getting bigger apparently he was pumping something into it so that it swelled up and stretched inside of her, she then heard a metal sounding click. This was followed by him first untying her ankles and then unclamping her collar, he pulled her straight up by the collar this left her swinging by only the belts strapped to her thighs, and with only her feet in the green heels barely touching the floor. He then steadied her with one hand as he cranked her down to where she was now standing. After being so bound and stretched it was hard for her to stand but after a few minutes was able to do so on her own.

With her hands still behind her back he snapped on a leash and tugged her back out into the barn where her cage was, she was walking funny and her toes were pointing In, and this along with the green high heels helped keep her on her toes. Apparently he had shoved an expandable butt plug up her now not so virgin little butt hole and it was making her want to stand up on her toes, it didn’t really hurt, but was uncomfortable. He said as he pulled her into her new home, I just did not want anyone else to use your sweet little ass hole but me, and this is a way to not only keep anyone else out, it will also keep you stretched nice and big so that I can easily fuck you in the ass whenever I want!.

He had removed the leash and had taken her collar off along with untying her hands this allowed her to rome around inside her new home. He then stepped out and close her cage slamming the metal door and locking it with a key. He said I will be down with some food later and left! She was starting to feel more normal all except her little butt hole and had realized she had not eaten since she left the shelter early that morning, and was feeling quite famished. He returned with some food and dumped it into one of the dirty bowls that had been left from previous pets along with water in the other. She immediately got down on all fours and veraciously gobbled it down followed by the water, it was only leftovers but it was farm food and was very good….

She then got up and started looking at her new surroundings of the two cots with army blankets she picked the one that looked and smelled of perfume apparently from a previous pet. She sat on the edge and was trying to get comfortable but with the plug up her little butt their was just no way to sit comfortably, she removed the green dingy heels and curled up in the pleasant smell of the former roommate an did not realize just how tired she was, as it only took several minutes before she was sound asleep.

She woke up with a start! And heard the cage being opened she was trying to get her eyes open and was having a hard time when she realized that someone removed the plug from her bottom by deflating it and had pulled it out. At first it made a small sucking noise followed by a pop! Her butt hole was still a little sore and felt quite hollow and open for several moments as her sphincter slowly closed to a more normal size, the relief was wonderful. He said as he did it don’t get to comfortable as this is only temporary!. There is no way I am going to let any of my workers fuck you in the ass!, It is all mine!,and then said finish up your food and do your business and i will be back down later and make sure you are ready for tonight!. She at first did not realize it was late morning. After finishing up her food and doing her business she started looking around for something to make herself more attractive and presentable their was not much water in the small basin to clean herself up with and even it was cold! She still had the residual of dried cum all over her face, bottom and back most of it was gone, but she still felt dirty and abused.

She was looking for anything that would help make her more presentable when her new master showed up, he had a hose and immediately started spraying her, at first she jumped as the water hit , but then realized it was very warm and felt so good he tossed her some pleasant smelling soap and watched her soap herself down and was quite intrigued when she washed her big breasts and then her sore little ass hole along with her pussy, but when she rubbed the soapy water across her clit she almost collapsed with another orgasm it was still so sensitive that she could hardly stand to touch it.

After she had spent a considerable time washing and really enjoying herself in the warm soapy water he finally hosed her down and turned the water off. It was during the summer where the farm was located, and was quite warm. He handed her a towel that was mostly clean and she started drying herself, again he watched as the towel went around her big breasts, waist and down between her legs, he was quite interested in how she would react when the towel touched and rubbed against her little clit. She was very careful this time as to just how she was going to dry herself, so as not to cause another orgasm,. and was barely able to dry without doing so!

He said, as he walked off!. I will be back after while to take you down to the camp, so be ready when I come!. She was beginning to think that maybe things were not going to be so bad, After all… She had taken the green high heels and had cleaned them, so that they weren’t quite so dingy and had found a number of pet things on the small table, a cracked mirror some bright red lip gloss, a green ribbon and a comb. She had been combing her hair and thinking, at least she was clean and had washed off what was left of the dried cum. She felt good and was able to make her usually attractive brown hair look fairly good by using the ribbon, although still straight, looked quite presentable. She had put on the bright red lip gloss, her green heels and was admiring herself in the cracked mirror.

When she heard the cage door open, her new master belted on the dirty brown leather collar, and pulled it up tight, he then told her to bend over. She was standing there so disgraceful waiting, as he told her to reach around and pull her ass cheeks apart, Oh this was so degrading and humiliating. His hands were rough but his fingers were coated with some type of lube, she felt the plug slip in her little butt hole somewhat easier than before, followed by it being pumped up and expanded along with metal click that locked it, on the lock ring it had a red ribbon that said in Spanish do not remove!!!…he pulled her up straight and locked her wrists together with brown leather cuffs that apparently were made from the same leather her collar was. He then produced the red rubber ball gag that he had used the day before, and told her to open wide, she didn’t want to, it still smelled of old saliva and dried cum a painful whack from the whip on her bare bottom made her yelp and that was all it took for the ball to be forced in.

This made her feel awful as she was lead out of her cage and through the barn. He paused for a moment thinking that something was missing, and then remembered the blindfold and placed it on her. Jo,s, innocent little pet mind started to race! Wondering just what it was going to be like!!…

Jo did not have long to wait, it had not seemed all that far when she had been driven up from the labor camp to the barn, but as she was lead back down the road to the camp it gave her the feeling that it was much farther and with the blindfold on, her imagination started to contemplate just what he said yesterday, “whipped”, “break her cherry”, and “helplessly used”. How could so many males want to do all these horrible things to a helpless young female pet like her?…She could not believe that theses thoughts about this, was making her feel funny and wet down their!..

She was being pulled along by her leash, her neck was already starting to feel sore, occasionally he would pause, at first she thought it was to give her a break as she was having a hard time walking with the plug up her butt, it had made her walk funny along with making her want to be up on her toes and to point them in!. It also seemed to make her bottom pouch up, but what was so stimulating was that her little clitoris seemed to be dangling in between her lips and the sensations each time she took a step especially with her toes pointing in, was quite erotic! As if they were somehow connected, she now knew why he had paused and it wasn’t to give her a break!, as the whip descended on he bare bottom, with such force, it made her yelp and jump with a two step!!!..but the ball gag allowed little noise.

I want you to look good and sexy, perk it up bitch!. Come on now shoulders back, stick out those big “Tits of yours”, the whip again descended on her big round buttocks!!..!, her bottom was starting to get quite red now and he was enjoying her discomfort. She started to hear music, as they got closer it became louder, it was music that she had never heard before, and was from south of the border. She also smelled food that was being cooked over an open fire, it smelled so good . Voices of men, many of them talking in a foreign tongue, she could also smell beer and the sound of empty beer cans and bottles being tossed into the trash. These men, had been without any pets to play with for well over two weeks and were so horny they were ready to hump a tree!.but she was no tree!..

As she was lead closer the talking stopped. She felt the whip strike her bare bottom and jumped! again as he said, amigos here is your new pet, ready to play with, and for what ever you want!. Many hands lots of them immediately started fondling her, and especially her bottom , breasts and pussy

Her master unhooked her leash and shoved her into this crowd of very horny men, and stepped back. Jo at first was terrified! But now it was cruel hands that touched her nipples, breasts and pussy they were squeezed pulled and twisted quite sadistically along with her bottom being pinched!, she could not believe how stimulating this abuse could be, but when a pair of fingers found her wet little clitoris and hurtfully pinched it, this was all it took. She climaxed almost immediately, and was trying to force herself up into his fingers. The men were laughing and commenting to each other in Spanish what a slut she was and Jo now understood enough of what they said to start believing that she really was a bitch a slut and a whore as fingers again found there mark , she trembled and then orgasmed!!!…again…

Continued in part 4….

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Third part of my Suite Life on Deck series, enjoy!

The Suite Life on Deck: Episode 3
Bailey Pickett sat in her room, crying. She was sprawled back on her bed, with a box of tissues in one hand and a tissue in her other, which was held up to her nose. There was a trash can besides the bed, which was already half-full of used tissues. She blew her nose, and tossed that tissue in the trash.
There was a knock on her door, and she called out “Who…who is it?” Her voice sounded stuffy and clogged up, as if she’d been crying for hours. Which she had.
“Its Janice and Jessica,” said a feminine voice.
“We were looking for Maya,” said a similar but different voice.
“But we don’t know where her cabin is,” finished the first voice.
“C…come in!” She sobbed, trying to get her voice under control, and sat up on the edge of her bed.
The door opened and in stepped the two hot, blond twins. The first one noticed Bailey crying and immediately ran over and sat down next to her, putting her arms around the upset girl and pulling her into her chest.
“It’s okay Bailey, it’s okay.”
The other twin shut the door behind her and sat down on the other side of Bailey, putting her hand on Bailey’s leg and moving it softly up and down. Gradually, Bailey stopped crying and sniffed a few times.
“I…I’m sorry, you guys.”
“No, Bailey, its fine.” Said the one on her left.
“What’s wrong?” Asked the other one.
“Well…I sort of accidentally cheated on Cody…”
“You!?” Exclaimed the one on her right. Listening to her now, Bailey figured that she was Janice, while the one on her right was Jessica.
“Yeah…it wasn’t my fault!”
“Tell us about it, honey.” Said Janice.
“Okay…well this morning I got a text from Cody telling me to come to his room. The lights were off and I couldn’t see, so when I saw him in there I just walked right in and we…had sex. After…when my eyes were adjusted…I saw that it was actually Zack.”
“Oh…” Said Janice.
“Wow…” Continued Jessica.
“That’s a problem.” They both stated, at the same time.
“I know,” she replied, sniffing again. “But it wasn’t my fault!”
“We know it wasn’t, honey,” replied Janice.
“Here’s what you do,” continued Jessica.
“All you have to do to get a man to forgive you and get his mind off something is give him something new. Now, obviously, Cody’s going to need A LOT of new to get his mind of this thing.”
“What do you mean…” asked Bailey.
“Well, the only thing you’re going to be able to give Cody that’s new is sex.”
“But I’ve already given him that.”
“Then give him new sex.” Replied Janice.
“Have you let him have your ass?” Asked Jessica, bluntly.
“Well…no!”
“That’s a start. But for something this big, you’re going to need more.”
“What else can I give him!” She exclaimed.
“Do you know what guys fantasize about the most?” Asked Jessica.
“No…” Bailey replied.
“Multiple girls,” answered Janice. “Every single guy in this world dreams about having several different girls in his bed, at once, all pleasing him.”
“Oh…”
“Yes.”
“So I have to give Cody…and orgy?”
“Well said!” Exclaimed Jessica.
“So you have to get several other girls to join you in bed with Cody.”
“I doubt there are any girls on this ship that would go for that.” Stated Bailey.
“Weeeeell…” said Jessica, drawing the word out.
“Jessica and I…wouldn’t have a problem helping a girl out.” Continued Janice.
“And having twins…that would really help Cody forget his little problems.” Finished Jessica, licking her lips.
“The two of you…would have sex with me and Cody?” Asked Bailey, incredulously.
“Yes.” They stated together.
“For me, a girl you barely know?”
“Yes.” They said again.
“Well…in that case, okay!” She exclaimed.
“Good!” Said Jessica.
“Okay, honey,” said Janice. “We’ll leave you alone to think. When you’re ready…we’ll be there for you.”
The twins got up off of her bed and quietly exited her room, leaving Bailey alone, with a plan to get her boyfriend to forgive her.

In her single cabin, Emma Tutweiller was lying on her bed, alone. Her many cats wandered around the small room, meowing and purring. She was staring up at her ceiling, lost in thought. As always, she was upset that she didn’t have a man in her life. She looked around at all her cats; each one symbolized a relationship that had gone wrong. And there were a lot of cats.
Emma didn’t understand what was wrong with her, what men found unattractive. She thought that she was good looking, with a thin body, medium sized breasts that didn’t yet sag from age, and the ass of a twenty year old. And yet men always left her for someone new. She hadn’t felt the touch of a man in five years, and her body had a massive storage of built up sexual tension that couldn’t be relieved, no matter how many times she ferociously masturbated.
Ms. Tutweiller was desperate; she didn’t even care about dating anymore, all she wanted was a man to fuck her. At this point, Emma didn’t care who it was, she would gladly accept the attention of any many aboard this god-forsaken boat. And right at that moment, there was a knock at her door. Emma groaned, but rolled over off of her bed and approached the door. It was a Saturday, and she hadn’t yet got dressed for the day, so she grabbed a robe off the back of a chair and put it on overtop of her thin nightie. As she tied the front up, Emma opened the door.
It was one of her worst nightmares; Zack Martin. He was the second worst student in her class behind London, and gave her trouble nearly every day.
“What it is, Zack?” She asked, tiredly. “It’s a Saturday.”
“I know, Ms. Tutweiller, but I finished that math homework that was due…I forget when, and wanted to bring it by to you, seeing as you don’t have anything else to do on weekends.”
Emma could tell that Zack wasn’t trying to be mean; that he was just speaking what he thought was the truth. But it hurt just as much, especially since it was true; she had nothing else better to do but grade papers all weekend. She frowned at him.
“Who said I have nothing else to do, huh?”
Zack looked a little put-off at this. “Well…you never do anything. I never see you on the deck, and you don’t have a boyfriend. Am I wrong?”
“Well…” Emma trailed off, remembering again just how sad her life was. “I…” And just like that, she started crying. Her eye’s teared up and her vision blurred, as involuntary sobs came out of her mouth.
Zack stood there, stunned. He knew that he gave his teacher a tough time, but he never imagined that it had affected her this much. He wasn’t quite sure what to do, but he instinctively stepped forward and held his arms out. Ms. Tutweiller fell into them, sobbing hysterically.
“I-I-I-I’m sor-sorry, Zack.” She said, in between sobs. “I-I-I didn’t me-me-mean to do this.”
Zack just stood there, rubbing his teacher’s back gently. “Its okay, Ms. Tutweiller. It’s not your fault.”
“It is though!” She cried. “Men…men just don’t like me!” She started crying even harder.
“Suuure they do!” He assured her. “They just…well…I don’t know, they don’t see how attractive you really are!”
Ms. Tutweiller looked up at him, her hair plastered across her face. “Y-y-you think I’m attractive?”
“Of course I do! You just wear your hair up in that bun all the time, and guys just don’t see how young you really are!”
Emma sniffed. “S-s-so if you were older, you would date me?”
Zack forced himself to smile down at her. Half of what he had just said had been a lie, but he wasn’t sure telling her the truth would help her. He didn’t think she was that bad looking, actually on the better side, but there WAS something about her that just turned guys off of her. But right now, he wasn’t feeling that. In fact, having her body, which was surprisingly tight and light, pressed up against him was giving him the beginnings of an erection.
“Of course I would! Any of your students would.”
She sniffed one more time, and then stopped. “Really?”
“Really.”
Zack looked down at Ms. Tutweiller, and watched in astonishment as her eye’s slowly closed, and her face grew closer to his. As she leaned in, he wondered what she was thinking; he was her student, over fifteen years younger than her, and also her least favorite student. But that didn’t seem to stop her, as her lips pressed up against his. Zack didn’t respond for five seconds, five long seconds with his thirty-something year old teacher’s soft and supple lips mashed firmly against his own. His half-erection was full blown now, and he could swear that Ms. Tutweiller could feel it through his jeans and the thin material of her bathrobe.
Then his instincts took over, and his teenage hormones began raging. He slid his arms farther around her torso, and tilted his head for the kiss. Ms. Tutweiller pressed her body up closer to Zack’s, and reached out behind him without looking to swing the door shut. Zack walked forward, holding his teacher in front of him. An object halted their way, as Emma’s but pressed up against the back of a couch.
Zack kissed her fiercely, and Emma pushed up on her toes, sitting on top of the couch. Her legs opened up and wrapped around Zack’s waist, causing her bathrobe to slide up her thighs. Zack’s hand fell to Ms. Tutweiller’s thigh, sliding up underneath the soft fabric. He felt her short, silky nightie, and slid his hand underneath. Emma’s hands slid up Zach’s back and to the back of his head, pulling Zack’s head back to her, pulling him over top of her, as she leaned backwards. Eventually they leaned too far and Ms. Tutweiller fell back onto the couch, Zack following. To avoid crushing her Zack twisted away, causing him to fall off the couch and nearly squash a cat, landing on his back.
As he started to get up off the floor Ms. Tutweiller sat on his waist, and pushed his chest back down with her hands. She bent over and continued kissing him, her long hair falling into his face. Zack brought his hands to the rope around her waist and clumsily untied it, and Ms. Tutweiller shrugged the bathrobe off, letting it fall over Zack’s legs. She sat up, grabbing onto the bottom of her nightie and pulling off, the clingy fabric pulling away and separating from her body, and she threw it away. Zack stared up at her ample bosom, a black bra cupping what he estimated to be around a B cup. His gaze traveled down her flat and taut stomach and he saw a matching pair of black panties, which didn’t cover much.
Emma arched her back again and brought her lips to his, passionately slipping her tongue inside his mouth and then sliding it back out. They made out for several minutes, her hips rocking back and forth on Zack’s jean covered cock, making Zack ache with pleasure. Finally, unable to take it anymore, Zack reached down to Emma’s ass and pulled her off of his hips, undoing his button and zipper and pushing his jeans down, using his feet to get them all the way off. Emma smiled at him lewdly and twisted around, grabbing hold of his boxers and yanking them down after his jeans, uncovering his raging boner.
Emma pivoted around on his body, so that her front faced his feet and her panty-clad ass pointed back at his head. Her hips slid up his body, until her ass was directly above his face, and her legs straddling his head. Ms. Tutweiller lay down on Zack’s body, her head directly over his cock. She placed her hand around the thick base of his dick, angling the shaft directly up, so that the head was right by her mouth. Emma stuck her tongue out and slowly licked up the length of his cock, before getting to the tip and engulfing the head.
Zack groaned in pleasure, and decided to return the favor. He slipped his fingers under the waistband of her panties and slid them down off of her hips, so that they were off of her pussy. But they wouldn’t go any farther, as his head was in the way, and her knees were pressed to the ground. So he simply pulled with all his might, and ripped the band apart, throwing the now-useless panties across the room, where they happened to land on a cat.
Zack stared up at his teacher’s naked pussy, which had a small patch of pubic hair trimmed into a landing patch above her snatch. He slowly licked around her pussy lips, feeling how tender and sensitive they were. Ms. Tutweiller shuddered at the touch, her body not used to the touch of another person. Zack slipped his tongue between her labia, and began eating her out, slowly yet passionately. His thumbs played with her clit as he pleasured her, her hips slowly grinding into his face.
Ms. Tutweiller moaned loudly, her voice muffled from the cock she had buried deep in her mouth. It had been years since she’d given a blowjob, but the skills were coming back to her quickly. With one hand she held onto the base of his cock, and with the other she massaged his large ballsack. Her head bobbed up and down, the tip of his dick pressed against the back of her throat more and more each time. She almost bit down on his cock as an orgasm hit her, Zack’s skillful ministration to her cunt causing her to climax wonderfully, her body spasming and her cunt clamping up as Zack furiously rubbed her clit.
“Ughhhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhh!” She screamed, the sound coming out as something as a gurgle as she pushed her head down on his cock as far as it would go, her chin pressed into his pubic hair and the head of his cock fully down her throat. Zack erupted, his thick white sperm shooting out of the tip of his cock, emptying its load down her gullet, as Zack groaned with pleasure, his thumb still massaging her clit.
When Zack was finished Emma was still going, her cunt on fire and her body thrashing around on top of his. After several more seconds her orgasm subsided, her body falling limp on top of his, her lungs gasping for air. Zack breathed in an out slowly, feeling his cock growing limper in Ms. Tutweiller’s hand. It may have been the best blowjob he’d ever had, either because of her skills or just the hotness of the situation.
Emma felt Zack’s member growing softer in her hand, and growled “Oh no you don’t! I just got you, and I’m not finished yet!” She brought her head back down to his cock and began sucking it again, trying to bring it back to life. Zack wasn’t sure if it would work; the last 12 hours had been a little taxing to him. But sure enough, after several moments of sucking him Emma felt his cock regaining its rigidness, growing back to its full length.
Ms. Tutweiller swung her leg from next to Zack’s head and stood up over him, letting go of his cock at the same time. Zack scrambled to get to his feet and put his arms back around her, as she re-grabbed his cock and began stroking it slowly. She backed up, pulling on his cock and guiding him to her bed, where she sat down on the edge. Zack stood in front of her as she took his dick into her mouth again and resumed sucking, licking along the length and around the tip. After a few seconds Ms Tutweiller began laying back, letting Zack’s cock slip out of her mouth. Zack smiled down at her, and reached down to where her thighs lay on the bed. He lifted them up and placed his knees where they had been, lowering himself in between her legs.
Emma reached down and grabbed his cock, guiding it to the tender spot between her legs. When Zack felt the soft folds of her cunt at the tip of his cock he began pushing in, and her labia parted as his slippery cock forced itself through. He moaned in pleasure, as her cunt was surprisingly tight for an older woman. Probably because Zack had never seen her with a guy in the time he had known her. Ms. Tutweiller locked her legs around his waist, pulling him in closer. He began pumping his hips back and forth, his cock sawing in and out of her cunt as she moaned and groaned.
“Ohhhhhh!” She screamed, as his cock penetrated and re-penetrated, bringing her closer and closer to her desired orgasm. His slippery fuckstick pummeled her sensitive pussy, sending waves of pleasure through Emma’s long-untouched body. Zack grunted as he moved back and forth, gaining more speed each time he pushed forward.
His teacher screamed again, her mouth open in a long, drown-out scream of ecstacy.
“I—I—I’m cuumiiiiing!” She screamed, and Zack felt her juicy cunt contract around his thick cock as she orgasmed, his sensitive cock-tip engulfed in her warm juices. He continued to pump back and forth, as he was a long way away from his own orgasm.
As Ms. Tutweiller began to come down from the throes of her climax, she said “You can’t cum in me Zack. I haven’t been on birth control for years.”
Zack nodded as he continued to thrust into her, his fiery fuckstick gaining more and more momentum as he did. There was a crazed look in his teacher’s eyes as he grunted on top of her, and as he brought her to another orgasm. Her arms reached up to the back of his head and grabbed on to his head, pulling his ear down to her mouth.
“Fuck me in the ass, Zack. Fuck my virgin asshole.” She whispered in a low, sexy voice.
She pushed him off of her, his slippery cock sliding all the way out of her cunt. Standing up at the edge of the bed, Emma grabbed Zack by the shoulders and swung him around, pushing him down onto the bed so that he was lying on his back, his cock sticking straight up. She climbed on top of him, positioning her hips overtop of his flagpole. Reaching down to his cock, she brought it up so it was sticking straight up again, and positioned it at the entrance to her ass, as she crouched over his hips.
She began to sit down slowly, the purple tip of Zack’s cock slowly entering her virgin asshole, and her head went back in a silent scream of both pain and ecstasy.
“Ugghhhh” groaned Zack, his cock being engulfed in one of the tightest holes he’d ever been in.
Emma sat down even farther, her tight asshole expanding to take the length and width of Zack’s cock. When she had finally sat down all the way, she sat still for a few moments, breathing in and out deeply. When she was ready, she began slowly sliding up and down Zack’s cock, the boy groaning in pleasure as she rose up and down on his slippery appendage.
His teacher began bouncing up and down faster, moaning as she sped up. His hands went up to her tits and he began massaging her mounds and nipples as Emma continued to fuck him.
“Ugh ugh ugh” Grunted as she bounced up and down.
Zack could feel himself getting closer and closer to his orgasm, as Emma constantly moved up and down, up and down.
“I—I—I’m cumming!” He shouted, as his cock throbbed and released its pent-up supply of cum. Emma could feel Zack’s cock shooting up deep inside her ass, and with that never before feeling began having yet another orgasm of her own, her strongest yet.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!” She screamed, their yells mixing together as Emma continued to bounce up and down, keeping their orgasms going as long as possible. When they were both down, Emma collapsed to the side, Zack’s shrinking cock slipping out of her sore ass. They laid there, side by side, for several minutes, both of them breathing heavily and attempting to regain their breath.
Zack thought to himself; Is it bad what I just did?
First, I cheated on Maya with Bailey, my own brother’s girlfriend. Now, I’ve cheated on Maya once again, with our MILF of a teacher. Should I be feeling sorry about this? Because I don’t, and that might not be healthy.
Zack shrugged to himself. It didn’t matter.

Bailey sat in her room, trying to decide on what to do. She wanted, no, NEEDED to get Cody to forgive her. But she wasn’t sure if she was ready to allow him to sleep with several other women, and herself, all at the same time.
What if he never wants to have sex with only me again?
It could ruin our relationship completely.
Then again, if I don’t try anything drastic, our relationship is already ruined.
She nodded to herself. It looked as if she was going to arrange an orgy for her boyfriend. Bailey picked up her cellphone off of her bed, and navigated through her contacts, finding Janice and Jessica. She sent them both texts, telling them that their plan was on, and to meet her in her dorm.
There was a knock on Bailey’s door several minutes later, and the girl got up to get it. Janice and Jessica stood in the hallway, wearing matching pink bathrobes. Janice held a bag in her hand. She stepped to the side, and motioned for them to come in. The blonde teenagers walked past her and into her room, sitting down on the edge London’s bed simultaneously. Janice set the bag she was holding on the floor.
“When is he coming?” Asked Janice.
Bailey closed the door, and sat back down on her own bed, facing the twins. “I haven’t texted him yet. I don’t know what to say.”
The twins looked at each other. Then Jessica said “Here, give me your phone.”
Bailey handed her phone over to the girl, and after a few seconds of typing, Jessica put the phone down.
Janice looked Bailey up and down. “Are you really going to wear that to start this off?” She asked, critically.
Bailey looked down at what she was wearing. Fuzzy pajama bottoms and an old, worn out tee-shirt.
“That won’t get his blood going at all, now will it?” Janice asked.
“No, I suppose not,” grinned Bailey, ruefully. “What are you two wearing?”
The twins stood up, and untied their bathrobes. They let the garments fall to the side, revealing the clothing underneath. Each twin was wearing a very sheer, see-though, pink babydoll, with matching panties and bra underneath. Bailey knew that those provocative clothing would give Cody a hard-on on sight.
As the twins re-tied their robes, Bailey’s phone buzzed from the bed, alerting them to a new text message.
“I’ve got it,” said Janice, tossing the bag she had placed on the floor to Bailey. “You take this, and change into it. We thought that it suited you perfectly.”
Bailey stood up, an began walking to her bathroom, but Janice interrupted her.
“You realize that we’re going to be seeing you naked in a few minutes anyways, right? Change out here!”
Realizing the truth of her statement, Bailey turned back around, and opened the bag. She pulled out the thin material that was inside, a white “teddy”. She undressed quickly, down to her skin, and then slipped the material on. The garment was practically a bra and panties, with a thing line of material attaching them up her middle. There were frills hanging off of the bra and panties, and white cowboy hat came with it. The twins were right; it suited her perfectly, she looked like the sexy farmgirl she was.
Bailey heard her phone vibrate again, and then Janice said “He’ll be here in a few minutes.”
“How’d you get him to come?” She asked.
“It doesn’t matter,” replied Janice. “Just know that he’s coming, and that he has no idea what’s in store for him.”

Cody walked down the hall, towards his girlfriend’s room. He wasn’t sure why he was doing this, he really didn’t want to talk to her. But something in Bailey’s texts made it seem urgent, so here he was, dressed in his sweats and tee-shirt, and knocking on the door of the girl who had just cheated on him with his own twin brother.
The door opened two seconds after he knocked, and the sight before his eyes made him reel back in shock. It wasn’t Bailey who had opened her door, it was the twins, Janice and Jessica. There was a flickering light in the background, like what would come from several candles, and the dim light illuminated the girls just enough for Cody to see the scantily clad twins beckoning him in. Almost in shock, Cody walked in between the two girls into the room, and one of them swung the door shut behind him, clicking the lock into place. Sitting on her bed, reclined back in a sexy pose, was Bailey, illuminated only by the candles that had been set up around the room. As he stood there, the twins came up on either side, and placed their hands on his shoulders and chest, slowly dragging their hands down his body, pressing their own soft and supple bodies up to his.
His eyes were glued to Bailey as she stretched seductively, showing off her taut stomach and ample breast, barely concealed in the cowgirl-like shift she was wearing. The cock in his pants began to grow, first at the sight of his girlfriend but also because of the touch of the twins next to him. Tearing his eyes away from Bailey, he opened his mouth to speak.
“Wha—what’s going on?” He stammered.
“Shhhh,” purred the twin on his right.
“We’re here to make everything all better,” added the other one, in a sultry voice. “Just ask your girlfriend.”
Cody looked at Bailey, who was standing up off the bed. She strutted towards him, coming to a stop right before him. She touched her palm to his chest, and said “That’s right,,,just let us all make everything better.”
Simultaneously, the twins reached down and grabbed Cody’s shirt, lifting it up and over his head, tossing it to the side. Then, they knelt by his sides, pulling his sweatpants down, as Bailey knelt in front of him. The boner in his boxer’s was clearly visible, pressing against the thin fabric. Bailey reached out and took hold of his boxers, and slowly pulled them down. Cody’s long and thick cock sprung free, and Bailey threw his boxers to the side.
The twin on his right, Janice, he decided, grabbed hold of his cock at the base, stroking up and down the length slowly. From the other side, Jessica reached underneath and cupped his balls, massaging them slowly. Bailey leaned in closer, and grasped his cock near the tip. She stroked him slowly, looking up into his eyes as she did so. Bringing her mouth in closer, she placed her lips around just the head of his cock and pressed them together, enclosing the tip completely. She swirled her tongue around the very tip a few times, and then began bobbing her head up and down his shaft.
She saw Janice stand up out of the corner of her eye, and glanced back upwards, to see Cody and the blonde girl making out fiercely. She felt a small twinge of jealousy, but it quickly subsided when she realized that there was no way Cody couldn’t forgive her after this. No way.
So Bailey continued sucking her boyfriend’s cock, and was dimly aware that Jessica was licking the side of his shaft at the same time. She overheard a low moan come from Cody, and knew that he was coming close to cumming. Bailey began taking more of his shaft into her mouth, and Janice knelt back down by her side, kissing the side of his dick.
“Ughhhh,” groaned Cody. “I’m about to cuum.”
Bailey sped up her head motion, beginning to gag on the length of his cock.
“Don’t swallow,” whispered Janice in her ear. “We want to give him something that’ll have him hard again in no time.”
Bailey nodded her head as best she could, and continued bobbing her head back and forth.
“Ughhhhh,” groaned Cody again. “I’m cummiiing.”
She felt the first rope of cum hit the back of her throat, as Cody’s cock pulsated and releases his fuck juices. She pulled her head back so that only the tip was in her mouth, and she could feel one of the twins at her side jacking him off as he continued to cum. More and more strands of jizz landed in her mouth, but Bailey resisted the urge to swallow. When Cody’s cock was done spewing its potent load, Bailey slowly withdrew her mouth, keeping her head tilted back and her mouth half-opened to keep from spilling any of his sperm. The twins removed their hands from Cody’s shrinking cock, and Janice brought her head down below Bailey’s.
“Do you know what we have in mind now?” Whispered Jessica in her ear.
Bailey nodded, a little bit of cum dripping out of her mouth and dribbling down in cheek. She tipped her face downwards towards Janice’s and her open, awaiting mouth. She pursed her lips, and let her mouthful of cum slowly drip down into Janice’s awaiting mouth.

Cody was practically in shock as he watched his girlfriend give the mouthful of cum she had to one of the twins. His girlfriend, who had just given him a blowjob while another girl made out with him and the other played with his balls and cock. It was almost too much for him to take. When the twin had received all of the jizz from Bailey’s mouth, Bailey sat back on her heels, while the second twin moved closer to the other. They brought their mouths together, and transferred the sperm to the other twin. Jessica, he thought.
Jessica than sat back and gargled the mouthful of cum, before looking straight up at Cody, and visibly swallowing it all. Janice noticed the drop of cum that had leaked from Bailey’s mouth, and leaned in close to lick it off. After licking Bailey’s jaw, Janice moved her mouth higher, and placed her mouth on Cody’s girlfriends. Bailey looked shocked for a second, but then gave into the kiss, and passionately made out with the blonde twin. Jessica stood up next to Cody, smiled, and guided him over to the bed.
Cody laid down on the middle of the bed, his head resting on the pillow, as he watched his girlfriend make out with another girl. Jessica knelt on the bed between his knees, and began sucking on Cody’s cock slowly and gently, nursing it back to life as he watched the two girls go at it. The two girls kneeling on the floor undressed each other quickly, all the while ferociously making out. Janice pulled Bailey to her feet and then pushed her down onto London’s bed, spreading Bailey’s thighs, and bringing her face in between them. Cody saw his girlfriend’s head go back as Janice began licking her cunt, Bailey involuntarily grabbing the back of the twin’s head and pulling it farther into her pussy.
Jessica continued sucking Cody’s limp cock, licking around the sensitive head and sucking on one of his balls. Slowly, with the help of the blonde teenager and the sight of the two other teenagers engaged in lesbian sex several feet away, Cody’s cock began to regain its hardness. When it was back to its seven-inch length, Jessica stopped sucking it, and climbed up Cody’s hips. She pulled off the thin nightie she was wearing, tossing it away. It revelead two perfectly shaped, perky breasts, and a bald, shaven pussy. Before she could grab his cock and guide it to the entrance to her cunt, Cody turned his head to the side and spoke.
“Bailey.” His girlfriend looked over at him, and Janice stopped her ministrations to her pussy and also looked up. “Is this what you want?” He wanted to make sure that this was completely fine with her.
“Yes,” she gasped. “Fuck Jessica. And then you’re going to fuck Janice. And then you’re going to fuck me.”
Janice smiled at Cody, and dove back in to eating Bailey out. Smiling down at him, the blonde girl took hold of his cock, and guided it to her pussy as she sat down on him. The engorged tip of his cock slowly entered the hot tightness of Jessica’s wet pussy, as Jessica continued to sit down on him. When the entire length of his cock had disappeared into her warm snatch, the girl began to ride him slowly, up and down. Cody raised his own hips to meet hers every time she came down, and they slowly built up speed. He placed his feet flat on the bed so that his knees were up in the air so that his hips had room to move, and then began fucking Jessica harder and more fiercely than before. She began gasping and moaning as the heat and friction built up in her cunt, each stab of Cody’s cock bring forth more and more waves of pleasure.
Cody reached up and took hold of Jessica’s arms and with a firm but gentle move shoved her to her side and rolled over top of her, taking the dominant position and sawed his cock in and out of her, as she groaned louder and louder. From the other bed, Bailey looked away from Janice’s head between her thighs and looked over at Cody and Jessica, her boyfriend’s large cock disappearing and reappearing from the twin’s shaven cunt, Cody’s balls swaying back and forth. She realized that she had no reservations, no regrets at the decision she had made to make this happen, as she saw the intense look of pleasure on Cody’s face. Bailey knew that even if she and Cody didn’t work out after this she would be happy that she had at least been able to give him this before they were over. Then an intense wave of pleasure washed over Bailey as Janice encircled her clitoris with her tongue and her back arched, her eyes closing as they rolled back in pleasure.
As Cody began to reach his ending point, he realized that he didn’t know whether or not Jessica was on birth control. He slowed down his thrusting for a moment and asked her in between short breaths “Are you…on birth control?” he asked, gasping for air.
The blonde girl looked up at him, gave him a smile, and said “Yes, I am.”
Cody nodded and returned to a faster pace, bringing the Jessica to her climax.
“Uggggghhhhhhhh!!” She moaned, as her pussy clamped down on Cody’s thrusting cock.
With that, Cody was done as well, and his cock released its second load of cum of the night, his seed spilling out and coating the outside of his cock and inside of her pussy with the white liquid.
Cody fell off of Jessica to the side and they laid there for a second, breathing heavily. Then, the twin leaned over, smiled, and whispered “That was fantastic. Now it’s someone else’s turn.” She gave him a quick kiss, and then bent down to his cock and quickly sucked off the remainder of his cum and gave it a few quick pumps before getting off the bed and walking over to the other. Cody looked over to see who was going to come over next.
Bailey looked down at Janice and said “I think it’s your turn, now.”
“No,” the twin smiled. “If I go then he’ll have nothing left for you. I think the two of you are ready to be alone.”
Janice got off the bed and she and Jessica gathered there lingerie, threw on their bathrobes, and exited the room. Cody looked over at Bailey in the silence, and she looked back at him.

Zack left Ms. Tutweiller’s room, adjusting his jeans. It had been a surprisingly good hour, especially since it had been completely unexpected. Feeling good about his latest conquest, and also of turning his math homework in, albeit late. He idly wondered if his knew relationship with his teacher would result in higher grades in class. Zack didn’t really care.
There was something that he knew he needed to do, however. He knew that he had hurt his brother by doing what he had done, and had to make it right. And first, that included manning up and apologizing.

After a few seconds of semi-awkward silence, Bailey spoke.
“I really am sorry about what happened, Cody.”
“I know you are,” he responded. “I also know that you would never have done anything like that on purpose. I was just…so mad, at him, at you…I just couldn’t help it.”
She nodded. “I know…it really is a horrible thing…and again, I’m really sorry.”
Cody smiled, and motioned for her to come over to him. She stood up off of the bed and took the few strides over to him, and straddled his hips on the bed, her hair falling to one side over his face.
Cody put his hand on her cheek and gently pulled her down to him, kissing her on the lips softly.
When they finally pulled away from each other, Cody gave her a small smile and said “You didn’t have to do that you know.’
“Do what?”
“The whole…orgy thing.”
“It’s okay,” Bailey said, smiling. “It was kindof…fun.”
Cody raised his eyebrows.
She shrugged her shoulders. “It’s not something I would be…against doing again.”
Cody smiled again, and pulled her in for another kiss. They made love then, slow and sweet, taking their time, glad to be okay again. And when they were finished, they merely laid there together, perfectly comfortable with the silence.

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This is a story about a girl named Jessica who is bisexual and needs therapy and apparently something else.

I woke up in the morning excited because I knew I had only two more sessions left with Alyssa, my therapist. I got out of bed and did my regular morning routine.

I got up, turned on the shower, and then I turned to the full body mirror. I always loved looking at my body in the mirror. I started to undress. I top off my top revealing my fully developed C cup breasts. I took of my bottoms and looked at my clean-shaven pussy.

Then I got in the shower, masturbating thinking about a boy or a girl since I’m bisexual, and then I got out and got dressed. I picked a nice blue top and some of my favorite jeans. Since I’m 23, I live alone in my own little apartment. It had one room with a small kitchen and a bathroom. That was it. A really small apartment but I didn’t really mind.

I ate my breakfast and headed out the door. It only took me 10 minutes to get to her office so I was rarely late. I parked my red Volkswagen Jetta and walked up to the medical building. I walked through the double glass doors and to the elevator.

“Ding!”

I got in and went to the third floor. I walked out of the elevator and then walked into the empty waiting room. I waited and waited and then the door finally opened.

“Hi Jessica! Come on in!” said Alyssa sounding excited to see me like I was.

I quickly hopped up and followed her into her office.

Alyssa is 27 years old. She is about 5’9” and has long brown hair and is shockingly pretty but I was never attracted to her. Or so I thought.

“So, how are you today?” she asked me.

“I’m excited and good!”

“Why are you excited?” Alyssa asked me.

“Because I only have two sessions left. I love you Alyssa but it’s time to move on with my life. You have really helped me and I think I’m ready.” I replied.

“You love me?” she asked me quizzically.

“Yeah like one friend to another friend would, don’t be weird.”

“Yeah sorry just wanted to be sure.”

After that it was pretty normal until the end. Before we ended she asked me a question.

“Can I ask you a weird and personal question?”

I nodded.

“Do you masturbate?”

What the hell? Does she have the right to ask me that question? Then, all of a sudden, I got turned on thinking about masturbating to Alyssa. Did I have feelings for her?

“No that’s crazy!!!” I thought to myself and the feelings faded.

“Yeah sometimes.”

“Do you think about boys or girls when you do?”

“Well it switches for me but mostly girls to be honest. Does that mean I’m lesbian? I am not bisexual?”

“No no. Being bisexual means you like both but it’s almost never 50/50. Sometimes it’s 60/40 and sometimes it’s 70/30. You like men too so you’re bisexual don’t worry. I’m sorry but our time is up. One more to go!”

“Yayyyyyyyy!!!” I said as I walked out of her office.

“Why did she ask me if I masturbated?” I thought.

When I got home, I was still turned on and couldn’t help but masturbate again.

I stripped and hopped in my bed with purple bead sheets and red covers. I thought about a pretty girl from my high school that I was crushing on before I came out. Then my thoughts switched to Alyssa.

“Yes Alyssa keep going please I want to cum!!!”

I couldn’t believe Alyssa was turning me on.

“Yes Alyssa I going to cum for you!!! YES YES YESSSSSS!!!” and I exploded. I even squirted for the very first time.

“What the hell? Am I attracted to Alyssa?” I thought.

“That’s crazy! This can’t happen. Not now with only one session left. I’ll just try to rush my last session before I tell her my feelings. I think I might be actually in love with Alyssa.”

So, that’s what I did.

As the week between our last sessions passed the feelings got worse. I was masturbating to her everyday sometimes twice a day.

Finally the day of my last session was here. I did my normal morning routine and drove to her office.

“Hey Alyssa! Let’s do this!”

“That’s the spirit!” she responded.

My god she looked even more beautiful today then ever before.

“Was she dressing up for me? No that’s stupid she doesn’t have feelings for me.” I thought.

We just talked and I kept watching the clock hoping it would just end. I couldn’t reveal what happened or my feelings. Strangely though she seemed a little down since last time. 3:00 stuck!

“Our time is up right?” I said.

“Yes it is. I have to say it’s been a pleasure working with you.”

“Same here.” And she gave me a hug. I could feel that she actually didn’t want to let go. Did she have feelings? Nah that’s crazy. She is only my therapist. Nothing more, nothing less.

“Goodbye Jessica. Best of luck.” She said with sadness in her voice.

“Are you ok?” I asked.

“Yeah I’m just excited for you and sad to see you go.”

“Ok I get it. I’m going to go out and celebrate!”

I did it I thought! I didn’t reveal my feelings thank god.

I went home, got changed, masturbated to Alyssa, as always, and went to my favorite bar. It was a little far from home but it was still my favorite bar.

I sat at the bar and ordered a drink.

“Double whisky please!” I said to the bartender.

He poured my drink and handed it to me. I looked around the bar and to my surprise Alyssa was sitting four bar stools down from me crying.

“Alyssa? Is that really you?”

“Jessica! What are you doing here?” she said wiping tears from her eyes.

“I’m celebrating! I finished my sessions so I’m getting a drink. Are you ok?”

“Yeah I’m fine. Something bad happened today and so I’m sad drinking.”

“Want to talk about it? Let’s get a booth.”

I walked her over to a booth with red leather seating and we sat down.

“So what’s wrong? What happened that was so bad?”

“I lost a patient today…”

“Oh no what happened?”

“Let me finish. That patient was YOU! I didn’t want to lose you because… I think I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“No you’re not listening to me! I’m in love with you!”

I froze. I was shocked. She loved me? No wonder she was so sad.

“I don’t know what to say… other than this.”

I leaned forward and I kissed her.

“I love you too!” I said with a smile.

We kept kissing but we were getting looks so we had to stop.

“Let’s go to my office. It’s right around the corner. You have to drive though I’m drunk haha.”

“Ok let’s go.”

We took a short 5-minute drive to her office.

“We’re here!” I said.

“Ok listen, I want to express my feelings, but I should tell you that what happens behind these closed doors stays between us.” She explained.

“Ok. Is anyone else here?”

“Nope. Everyone already left for the day. We will not be heard or interrupted. Also, there is a special surprise.”

“For me?”

“Not really it’s just something to make this more fun and easier for us. I sleep here! I have a bed in here so it will be super comfortable.”

“Awesome. Alright, how do you wanna…” I couldn’t even finish because she leapt towards me and kissed me… hard.

I could feel her tongue on my lips waiting for permission to enter, so I opened my mouth and let her in, and our tongues danced together. Then the feelings that I first discovered 2 weeks ago were back. They were so much stronger this time. I knew what it was. Love and sexual attraction. I needed to express these feelings.

“Alyssa? Can I see your body?”

“Sure baby. Take a seat.”

She slowly took off her black top and threw it aside showing off her red lace bra. Then she unhooked it and threw it aside revealing her D cup tits. It felt like a dream.

She then slowly dropped her pants and surprisingly she wasn’t wearing any panties. And there it was. Her clean-shaven pussy. So pink, so pretty, so beautiful.

“I love every inch of you. Mind if I do a little exploring?”

“Be my guest. Also, feel free to touch me.”

I must be dreaming.

“Take a seat.” I whispered in her ear.

She sat in the sea-foam green couch and she spread her legs. That’s when I got a really good look at her pussy. I started to lightly touch her all up and down her body. She had the softest and smoothest skin and I could feel her shiver. I never thought in my wildest dreams I would be able to touch Alyssa. Then I moved up to her neck and planted soft kisses all up and down her neck and she let out a soft moan. I moved further down to her perfect nipples on her huge D-cup tits. I slowly ran my tongue on the first one and I could see her bite her bottom lip and clench the bed spread a little, so I knew she liked it. I did that for a bit to tease her.

“Stop being such a tease and suck my nipple into your mouth for crying out loud!”

I smacked her butt.

“How dare you talk to me like that!” I said with a chuckle.

“Sorry. Please, suck my nipple into your mouth. I would really like to cum.”

“Thank you for asking nicely.” I snickered.

I went back down to her nipple and after one more long lick, I sucked her erect nipple into my mouth and played with it with my tongue. I lightly bit on it and ran it over my teeth and that let out a moan that turned me on. I could start to feel my nipples push against the fabric of my shirt.

“God Alyssa hearing you moan is turning me on. Keep moaning for me. Don’t hold back. No one can hear us.”

“As you wish.”

I continued to suck on her perfect nipples and then it was time for the main event.

I moved down to her pussy. As soon as my face was inches away, I could feel the heat radiating from her and her smell was intoxicating, and it turned me on even more. Then, I did it. I did one long, slow, steady lick up her sopping wet pussy.

“Please Jessica. Eat my pussy. I’ve been waiting a long time for this and I need it right now.”

“Ok if you insist.”

I did one more long steady lick up her pussy, which coated my tongue with her intoxicating and tasty juices. My god she tasted amazing.

“Yessss Jessica just like that. Warm me up.”

I kept on doing long steady licks, but I knew it was time. I had to make my one true love cum. Without any warning. I sucked hard on clit. She almost jumped back when I did that.

“Woah Jessica. Oh my god that’s amazing. Please don’t stop I need this.”

I didn’t stop. I pressed my tongue harder on her swollen clit and kept licking relentlessly. I could see in her eyes that she was about to cum, so I shoved two fingers in her soaking wet pussy and that made her arch her back.

“Yes yes yes Jessica. Don’t stop pumping I’m going to cum!!!”

I pumped faster and faster and then her pussy walls clenched hard on my fingers.

“YES, JESSICA I’M CUMMING!!!!!!!!” and she just exploded. She came all over my fingers and her legs were stiff and shaking. Once she calmed down, I gave her a soft kiss on her swollen pussy lips, and she responded with a soft but happy moan.

I came up and laid beside her. When she finally had the strength to open her eyes, she saw me there with her juices on my face and fingers with a huge smile on my face.

“Taste yourself because baby you taste amazing.”

She sucked the juices off my fingers. I could see a smile on her face once she did that.

“Thank you, Jessica. I really needed that. I had only imagined it before, but I can’t believe it’s actually happening.”

“I’ve imagined it too. It was better than I have ever imagined it. I think it’s my turn.”

“Ok. Give me a second to catch my breath.”

So, I laid there in my therapists’ bed thinking to myself, “How could this be happening. WAKE UP JESSICA!!!” but I knew I wasn’t dreaming.

“Alright. You ready?”

“Extremely. I’m so fucking horny it’s not even funny.”

She didn’t wait another second. She ripped off my clothes down to my panties and threw me on the bed. She then went hardcore sucking on my neck.

“Ooo go easy and take your time. Really build it up.”

“As you wish my queen.” And I closed my eyes.

She went back to my neck but a lot softer now. I felt like I was in a wonderland of pleasure. I just focused on the amazing feelings my lover was causing.

Then, the sucking got harder and I started to moan in approval. Then she released my neck from her mouth. I knew what was next and the anticipation was making me shake.

She started to lightly and softly kiss my tits. My god she was an amazing tease. Then without any warning she sucked my hard nipple into her mouth and started to flick it with her tongue. I moaned louder to tell her she was doing a good job. She did that for about 30 seconds then went to the other nipple. I have never felt better in my entire life.

Then, the grand finale. She kissed down my chest to my stomach and then right above my panties.

“Looks like you have a wet spot on your panties. Does that mean I did a good job?”

“An amazing job to be exact.”

“Let’s get these soaked panties off you, shall we?” and she stripped my panties off.

She sat there just marveled at my pussy.

“Your pussy is beautiful! Mind if I take a taste?”

“Oh, you better!” I said with a chuckle.

I closed my eyes. Then, I felt a long steady lick up my pussy, and I shivered at the feeling, and she was just warming up. She moved up to my clit and did slow deliberate circles around it making me work for my orgasm. I don’t think she wanted it to end like me, so she took her time.

I was just lying there losing my mind and couldn’t stop that one thought that didn’t leave me alone. I have to be dreaming. This is too good to be true. The therapist I had been pining after for some time now is eating me out? “WAKE UP JESSICA!!! WAKE UP!!!”

She stopped for a second and I thought something was wrong, but I was wrong. She sucked HARD on my clit literally making me cry out in pleasure. Pure ecstasy roared throughout my entire body. Thank god no one else was around.

“God Alyssa I’m think I’m going to cum! Don’t stop!”

I was right on the edge and I closed my eyes then she stopped. When I opened my eyes, I was surprised by what I saw. A huge vibrating dildo.

“Yes, fuck me! Fuck me nice and hard!”

I watched as she shoved the huge dildo inside me and that was enough to send me over the edge. I screamed out in pleasure as my climax slammed against my body with the force of a freight train, but Alyssa didn’t stop. I was squirming and shaking as pleasure gushed through my body. She brought me to orgasm after orgasm but when I couldn’t take anymore, I pushed her hand away.

I just laid there motionless. I took one final deep breath before I opened my eyes. And there she was. The beautiful women that just made love to me.

“Hey there beautiful. How was that?”

All I could do was just smile and kiss her.

“Can I stay the night?” I asked.

“Of course. You are my first client tomorrow anyways.”

“Are sessions will continue?”

“I don’t think your cured yet.” She said with a coy smile.

“Agreed.”

We both snuggled into bed, turned off the lights, and fell asleep behind closed doors.

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A fantasy that i was able to live.

I’m going to grab you when you open the door to the hotel and kiss you everywhere I can. Then I’m going to lean you on the bed and slowly take off your shirt and kiss your skin as it comes into view. I’m going to kiss your neck as your shirt comes over your head and all the way up to your ear.
Then I’m going to kiss your lips as I undo your pants and you slip off your shoes. I’ll pull them off your body and take your underwear off with my teeth and blow on your wet pussy as I work my way down your legs. When I come up I’m going to kiss you as you take my shirt. Then I slip my hands under you bra and over your head. Then I kiss each nipple making you sigh.

I run my hands over your sides and feel the goose bumps where my fingers land. Your hands explore my back as I keep turning you on. I pull my pants and boxers off and put my legs between yours. I rest my clit on top of yours and sigh as I finally get to caress you. I lay my body over yours and feel the heat of your body.
I play my tongue over yours, tasting your kiss after waiting for so long. My body quivers in anticipation, but I hold back, wanting to learn your body more. I run my hands over your chest and across your breasts and you nipples making them stand up. You sigh as I kiss down your neck. I lick a circle around you nipple tasting the sensitive skin there.

I move down your body to your stomach and kiss across it form hip to hip I reach up and massage your breast in my hand while rolling your nipple between my fingers. I suddenly lick you clit and you moan, pushing your hips forward into my face wanting more.
I put my whole mouth on your pussy and lick from your hole to the top of your clit. You jump every time my tongue runs over your clit. Your juices are all over my face and I haven’t even started yet. I push my tongue into your pussy and feel your heat and finally get to taste you. Your pussy tightens around my tongue. I start to move in and out of you.

You legs close around my head and I dive deeper into you, trying to hit your g-spot. I grab your ass and hold your pussy to my face so I can get my tongue inside you as deep as it goes. I lick the inside of you until I think I’ve hit everything. Right as I get ready to pull my tongue from out of your pussy, your body tenses and you moan. I lick past it again and you moan even louder. I continue to lick your g-spot as your body starts to jump and you legs quiver around my head. I don’t want you to cum yet so I pull out of you and attack your clit.

I suck your swollen clit into my mouth and I bite it, holding it there between my teeth. I flick my tongue past it fast. I watch your face as a bead of sweat drips down from your forehead and around your open mouth and over your chin to follow the line of your neck and between your breasts until it stops right in front of my eyes. I want you to sweat more as I bite your clit in rhythm to my tongue flicking it at the same time.
I trace my hands along the inside of your legs where they join your hips. I put my hand right above your slit. I put two fingers form my other hand inside you. As I thrust into you with one hand, I gently push on your body with the hand that is resting above your slit. You moan again as the pressure from my hand pushes against my fingers inside you. I lick slower as I continue to thrust with my right hand and push down with my left. I thrust a little deeper, the whole time my eyes are on your face watching the ecstasy play across it.
Now it’s time to make you scream.

I pull away from you, not touching a single part of you. Your body goes slack as it gets a chance to relax. I rush at you and thrust three fingers into you, deep and hard. I can feel the back of your walls and I pull out again. I thrust in once more making you sit up suddenly. I wrap my arm around your waist and my lips around your nipple. I lick your nipple fast as I begin to thrust into your dripping pussy. My fingers find that spot that makes your body shake and I stay there. My arm around your waist tightens against you as you begin to try to pull away form all that your pussy is feeling, trying to get a break.
I kiss your nipple and then just to the left of it. I bite your creamy skin, tasting the saltiness of your sweat. I lock my jaw onto your chest so you can’t lean away. I want to confuse your mind with the pain of my teeth and the pleasure of my hand.

I get onto one knee for more leverage as I thrust into you. My hand moves faster as my arm starts to cramp. Your right hand is wrapped in my hair as your left hand digs into my back. You try to pull my mouth off of your breast but I only bite harder making you scream and dig into my back harder.
I let go of your breast and latch onto your neck. I suck your flesh into my mouth and bite down again. My thumb starts to dram circles around your clit making your squirm in my arms, causing my fingers to go deeper into you.
Your body begins to vibrate as your orgasm starts from your pussy and warms your whole body. Your breathing stops as your head is thrown back. Your body becomes tense and your nails pop through my skin and blood begins to run down my back. Your whole body begins to quiver from the effort. I let go of your neck and let you fall back onto the bed. I bring my hands to caress your face.
I look into your eyes waiting for you to breathe again. Your eyes open and you take a deep breath. They close again and I wait for you to wake up. I watch your chest as your breathing slows to normal.

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Claire’s work at the woman-demeaning lobby group has helped to bring about a world in which women are nothing but sextoys for men. The victim of this process herself, Claire now finds herself pregnant, lactating, and being taken to something called the “Slut Ranch”…

Chapter 40
THE RANCH

The truck came to collect Claire and her sister on Tuesday morning. They were awaiting it in the driveway of their house, naked, on all fours, with motorized breast pumps running on their tits. Cuntcandy still wasn’t lactating, and as far as Claire could tell the dry-pumping of her sister’s udders was even more painful than the intense suction on her own tits.

It was still an uncommon sight to see two naked girls on all fours outdoors, but not as uncommon a site as it had been when Claire started work with Titcage so long ago. Some passers-by gawked at the naked girls. Claire was vaguely disappointed none of them came up and fucked her.

When the truck turned up, the driver (a man, of course) got out and came over to them. He removed each girl’s Titcage collar, took the ID tag off it, and transferred it to a new black shiny collar, which he placed back on their neck.

“Okay, sluts,” he said when he was done. “Now that you’ve got your new collars, I’d advise you against trying to speak. These are basically like anti-barking collars for dogs. They give you a shock when you make a noise. Not just any noise, though – they’re triggered to recognise speech. You can make all the slutty litlte moans you like, and you can make animal noises like barking and meowing. But if you make any noises it recognises as you trying to talk, you’ll get a shock. Sluts on the Ranch don’t talk, they keep quiet like good little pets, okay?”

Claire nodded, frightened. Cuntcandy didn’t nod, but she did stay quiet. They stayed still as the man clipped a flexible leather leash to each of their collars, and then obeyed as he used it to lead them up a metal ramp into the back of the truck, crawling on all fours all the way.

They were the only sluts in the cavernous space of the truck. It was dark – almost pitch black – and cold. They felt the truck rumble into motion, and begn to carry them away to the Ranch, wherever that was. At first they stayed still, the only sound the hum of the truck engines and the motors of their breast pumps, but after a while their fear and boredom led the two girls to crawl together and 69 each other as best as they could with the pumps and leashes still attached. Licking her pretty sister’s cunt helped keep Claire calm. When they orgasmed, both girls involuntarily pissed on each other’s faces, as they had been conditioned to do, and Claire got scared that they would be punished for making a mess of the truck, so with Cuntcandy’s help she licked up the acrid urine as best as she was able.

After long hours, the truck stopped, the rear door opened, and the driver came to extract them. If he noticed their faces wet with piss and cunt juices, he made no comment, merely pulling sharply on their leashes to make them crawl down the ramp into the harsh sunlight.

Outside, the sisters found themselves in the main yard of what was clearly a small hobby farm. A fine three-storey farmhouse loomed over them. Fenced fields were visible in most directions, some with cows and horses. A small caged enclosure was filled with large dogs, ranging from border collies to Rottweilers, all yelping and barking cacophonously at the new arrivals. A little way up the road they had just come down stood a barn.

And all around, all nude and crawling on all fours, were sluts. There must have been almost a dozen females. Each wore a collar like Claire’s, and each was decorated in the style of an animal. One pretty blonde teenager wore a headband with little cat ears, had whisker-lines daubed on her face in face-paint, and had a fake cat tail emerging from a butt-plug in her anus. A brunette was done up like a puppy, complete with fake droopy ears, a dog-tail butt plug, and shiny black paint on her nose.

But the majority of the sluts were dressed like cows. Most were visibly pregnant, and all had pendulous milk-engorged tits. Each had a large cow-bell attached to her collar. Some had cow ears and/or a cow-tail butt plug, but some did not. Claire guessed that her fate was to soon be one of these cow-sluts.

The various pet-girls were pleased to see Claire and Steph, and they all came up to offer greetings. None of them spoke – Claire guessed this was a result of their collars – but they moved their faces near to Claire’s and Claire at first thought they were going to kiss her. She opened her mouth to kiss them back, but was surprised to find that instead they began licking her face, like a happy dog. It was a not-unpleasant experience, to be licked all over her face by the tongues of pretty submissive girls, and it was even better when those who could not get near her face due to crowding crawled around behind her and began to give her twat and anus a friendly tongue-licking. After a few moments of this treatment, Claire, ever a fast learner, extended her tongue and began to lick her new animal-slut friends back.

The truck driver didn’t bother to give Claire and Steph any instructions, instead merely climbing back into his truck and driving away, but soon after he left two figures emerged from the farmhouse. There was a man in an immaculate white suit, who introduced himself as Sir, and a big titted naked redhead who carried a whip, who Sir introduced as Obedient Slut. Claire noticed that Obedient Slut got to walk upright, and felt momentarily envious.

Under Sir’s instruction, Obedient Slut removed the tit pumps and leashes from Claire and Cuntcandy, and then gave their melons a vicious lashing with the whip to put them in an attentive mood. Once Claire was crying and wishing her conditioning would allow her to fondle and protect her abused udders, Sir explained the girls’ duties on the farm.

Steph and Claire would be given cowbells, to mark them as cows, and allowed to sleep in the barn with the other slutcows. In the morning they would be woken by the pain in their over-full tits, and would have to wait in agony while mooing until Obedient Slut came to give them their morning bath with a high-pressure hose. The cows would then be simultaneously milked and fucked by the male farmhands, with each farmhand ejaculating inside a slutcow’s twat. Afterwards the slutcows would be given 15 minutes to lick the sperm from each other’s fuckholes before beginning the day’s chores.

The chores were performed nude, on all fours. Claire soon discovered that if her head moved higher above the ground than a kneeling position her new collar gave her a shock. As promised, it also gave her a shock if she tried to speak. In short order Claire soon found herself never speaking, and after that, beginning to less often formulate her thoughts in terms of coherent speech.

Most of the work was outdoors, under the hot sun. The girls were allowed to apply sunscreen to their bodies regularly throughout the day, but never to their boobs or pussies. They were told that a thick coat of semen on these areas would protect them adequately from the sun, and if they wanted to avoid an agonising sunburn on their fuckbags and twat they would need to keep them glistening with spunk.

There were plenty of sources of sperm. The slutcows were milked five times a day, and their milkers often fucked them while they squeezed the cows’ large tits. Also, part of the work of the cows was to “relieve” the stallions and bulls – of the animal sort, not the human sort – kept on the farm, which involve carefully crawling under the large animals and pumping their massive cocks by hand until the animals ejaculated. Claire and the other slutcows were carefuly to always catch the beasts’ cum on their breasts, and transfer some of the copious sticky excess to their pussies to protect themselves from the sun. Obedient Slut warned the cows never to attempt to actually fuck the larger animals, as the large cocks were simply too big and could seriously damage or even kill a foolish little milk-meloned whore.

The same warning didn’t go for the smaller animals, and indeed the Ranch’s dogs were trained to hunt and rape girls. Sir seemed to enjoy releasing the hounds from their cage at random times each day, and watching the nude crawling fuckpets desperately try and escape the horny dogs. Few ever did, and Claire got used to having the large knotted dick of a dog stuck in her pussy on most days of the week.

The first time it happened, it broke another barrier in Claire. She felt the foreclaws of a German Shepherd land on her back, and its weight settle onto her, and its large doggy dick slipped between her labia and into her fucktunnel, as it started to spasmodically pump its hips against her. She hallucinated that she was outside herself, looking on, and knew what she looked like – a blonde bimbo, her tits surgically enlarged and swollen with milk, her stomach bulging with pregnancy, her breasts and vagina slathered with animal cum, crawling and nude, holding very still with fright as a large dog raped her from behind. And she knew, worst of all, that she was going to orgasm from this. She was going to cum from being raped by a dog, because she orgasmed from basically anything that was done to her these days. She wasn’t a human any more – she was a milk producing animal designed for being raped. She knew this deep down in her soul, and she felt one of the last parts of “Claire” break away. She was Fucktwat. She was a twat, for fucking.

Sometimes after a dog fucked Fucktwat it would get stuck, its swollen penis trapped in her pussy, and they would both have to wait for its swelling to subside so it could withdraw. These waiting periods were if anything more degrading for Fucktwat but after the initial shock she grew numb to them. She just focused on doing the work she was assigned, and finding more cum to keep the important parts of her body – her tits and cunt – protected from the sun.

Fucktwat managed to avoid sunburn, but Cuntcandy, less willing to masturbate horses for their semen, was not so lucky. Her first bad dose of burn coincided with her milk finally coming in, a couple of days after they arrived at the farm. She came back to the barn that night with her tits red and raw, the skin peeling. By the next morning they were in excruciating pain, and she screamed when the farmhands started squeezing them to milk her. The farmhands must have reported her condition to Sir, because later that day he came out with Obedient Slut, and watched as Obedient Slut whipped Cuntcandy on her extra-sensitive pussy and breasts. Cuntcandy eventually passed out from the pain, and the other cows were allowed to watch as a couple of the dogs were let loose to fuck her unconcious body.

After that, Cuntcandy was the most enthusiastic of them all about milking the horses’ cocks. Fucktwat never again saw her on the Ranch without fresh animal cum glistening on her skin.

While Fucktwat was on the Ranch, Obedient Slut helped her work on her Titcage grade. Fucktwat was still aiming for a P grade, so she worked down the requirements one by one.

* Wears a leash except when instructed otherwise by a male: Leashes weren’t required on the Ranch as they got in the way of work, but Obedient Slut helped her understand that back in the normal world she would go around with a leash always clipped to her collar, to help men understand her relationship to them.

* Tits are at least a DD Cup – Fucktwat’s tits were already a DD cup post-surgery. Lactation and frequent milking had expanded them to an obscenely huge F cup. It was now exceptionally painful for Fucktwat to lie face down, and when Fucktwat crawled on her elbows rather than her hands, her nipples dragged painfully on the floor.

* Does not wear clothes at home under any circumstances – Fucktwat had already been following this rule, and certainly she wore no clothes on the Ranch.

* Allows anything to be put in her mouth by others – Obedient Slut would often test Fucktwat by putting things in her mouth, nicluding her fingers or her nipples, which Fucktwat would obediently suck on, liquids like piss and cum, which Fucktwat swallowed, and even the handles of farm tools or clods of dirt. Fucktwat, submissive, accepted them all into her mouth and sucked on them or swallowed them as appropriate.

* Twice per day carries objects in her cunt – Using her cunt as a storage pocket was actually helpful on the Ranch, as crawling while holding things was awkward. Fucktwat got used to pushing small tools or rags into her pussy to transport them around, and soon began to think it was normal. She knew that if she ever returned to office work at Titcage, she was going to be likely to shove office supplies like staplers or pens into her vagina as a matter of habit now – the natural state of her fuckhole was “full”, and she began to feel strange when it wasn’t.

* Eat from a dog bowl / eat food flavoured by semen / piss on her meals – The slutcows ate their meals on the ranch from a trough, and the trough was filled with slimy chunks of dog food liberally flavoured by animal piss and cum. It was the only food they were given, so they soon got used to eating it. Fucktwat though, whose rise within Titcage had been noticed, was occasionally taken into the farmhouse for special training by Obedient Slut. This was a special privilege, as only the kitten girl (Rapekitten) and the puppygirl (Bitchcunt) were allowed inside the house out of all the animal sluts. Here Fucktwat was given the chance to spoon dog food into a dog bowl for herself, and then beg Sir or a farmhand to let her masturbate them into the bowl, and then piss onto her food in front of the approving Obedient Slut before eating it.

* Hurts her tits or cunt during masturbations – Fucktwat didn’t get a lot of time to masturbate on the Ranch, although she was regularly raped. However, to pursue her P Grade, she found time in idle moments, and took care to pinch and slap her cum-soaked melons and pinch her clitoris as she engergetically fingered her cunt. The pain felt goood, and it helped her cum faster.

* Masturbates herself during morning exercise – Fucktwat didn’t get to do her morning exercise on the Ranch – it involved standing, which her collar prevented – but Obedients Slut told her a good replacement would be to randomly finger her cunt constantly as she crawled around and did her chores. Crawling with one hand fucking her pussy was difficult, and Fucktwat couldn’t always manage it, but it felt so good to be always touching her twat that she tried her best.

* Receives sperm – Fuckttwat was raped multiple times a day by the farmhands during milking, and most days by a dog as well. They almost always filled her cunt with sperm when they were done.

* Is lactating – Fucktwat’s tits had reached their goal of both volume and quality of milk production. On the day Fucktwat was told her milk was A grade, Sir was so pleased that he allowed Fucktwat to rape another slutcow of her choice. Fucktwat chose a pretty brunette, and knelt over the unwilling slut’s face in a position that would let her beat the bitch’s tits and groin while the poor girl licked her to orgasm.

* Public lesbianism – On one occasion Fucktwat was brough into the house to be fucked by Sir, who had taken a liking to the pretty big-titted girl. As he pumped his dick in and out of Claire’s pussy, he watched one of the new “men’s channels”. Fucktwat was surprised to see herself on the program, in footage supplied by Titcage, 69ing her sister and pissing on her sister’s face. She realised this was being broadcast to the whole nation – that everyone she met for the rest of her life might now have seen this footage. It bothered her a little, but then she though about the way she looked with her obscene lactating udders, and realised people didn’t need to see a sex tape of her to assume she was a cow fit only for sex.

* Begs a man to rape her at least twice a week – For this requirement, Fucktwat was let into the house, and her collar was temporarily removed. She was given a phone and told to phone people she knew. At first, when she tried, she couldn’t find the words – she had gone without speaking so long it felt hard to talk. But eventually she found the ability, and would phone former teachers, friends, family friends, and strangers, and tell them who she was and what a slut she was and how much she enjoyed being raped. She encouraged them to visit the farm and rape her, and a good number actually did. When they arrived, of course, Fucktwat was wearing her collar and could say nothing to contradict her earlier pleading for rape, even had she wanted to.

* When talking to a sitting man, massage his cock – This was another skill Fucktwat practiced inside the house, mostly on Sir. She didn’t talk to him of course – she couldn’t speak – but she listened to him, and kneaded his dick through his trousers as he talked about how worthless she was until he grew aroused enough to rape her.

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By the time Claire’s pregnancy was entering its eight month, and her time on the ranch was coming to an end, her transformation into an animal for fucking was complete. Claire now regarded herself as nothing but a slut, designed to please men. She regarded her body as life support for her tits and her twat, and she felt anxious and worthless when those tits and twat weren’t being fucked or hurt. The idea of wearing clothes or protecting her own body horrified her. She saw men as nearly godlike beings who would judge whether she was a good slut, and fuck her and hurt her, and the thought of disobeying a man or leaving his displeased left her feeling physically sick. She saw girls as not entirely human – cuddly, fuckable pets like herself. Her natural instinct upon seeing a pretty girl was to hurt, degrade and rape her. She preferred crawling to walking, and felt insecure and exposed when made to stand up. She had almost forgotten how to eat from a plate with cutlery instead of taking her meals from a dog bowl or a trough or another slut’s cunt. She had trouble eating food that didn’t taste like piss or cum or cunt – her body didn’t recognise it as food and it would sometimes make her feel nauseous. She never spoke by choice, and had to be given a direct order to speak at all. When she did, it took her time to remember how to form words. Her mental processes were simple and rarely involved formulating complex thoughts. Her mind was usually filled with pictures of cunts and tits, and a formless desire to degrade women and please men and to have her udders and twat used and abused.

The result of all of this was that Claire was finally ready to go through the event that would confirm and finalise her new role in life. Claire was ready for her wedding.

(To be continued…)

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Mark and Mary hold tryouts to join their Sexy Bodyguard Cadre.

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013

Chapter Twenty: Tryouts

Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com.

When Mark slipped out of bed, he jostled me from my dream. It was a reoccurring dream, where my whore of a mother never left us and we were all living together again, happy. There was always that moment of disappointment when I awoke and realized it had been a dream, my mother had run off to whore around with that musician. Anger was starting to roil in my stomach, so I forced the thoughts of my mother away. Last night had been amazing and I was still feeling good about it to ruin it by wasting energy on her. She didn’t care about me, so why should I waste time thinking about her.

My family had come over for dinner last night, my dad, and my sisters Shannon and Missy, and their boyfriends, George and Damien. After dinner I had made love to both my sisters. It was so beautiful and amazing. I have no idea why we didn’t do this earlier. Missy and I shared a bedroom until I moved away from home last year. So much wasted opportunities, I thought with a sigh.

I rubbed my eyes and glanced at the clock. It was 8 AM. Mark liked to wake up early and go jogging. It was sweet of him to get in shape for me, and whether it was his jogging or pacts made with the Devil, he was looking fitter and fitter everyday. And hotter. His ass was becoming quite delicious. I frowned, he usually goes out jogging at 6 AM. I guess he goes jogging later with his sluts on Saturday. I myself, liked to sleep in, so I snuggled up to Shannon, my older sister, giving her a quick peck on the lips and tried to go back to sleep.

But Missy’s soft snores behind me prevent it. I forgot how much my younger sister could snore. A soft, stuttering noise that would be cute if I wasn’t trying to sleep. I shared a room with my sister for most of my life and found her snoring to be grating since she started at twelve. When I first moved out of the house, last summer, and before I moved in with Mike, I had trouble sleeping. I had actually gotten used to her snores and missed them in some weird bit of loneliness. Apparently, after a year of not hearing her snores, it wasn’t a comfort and back to being an annoyance.

“She’s still snoring, I take it,” sighed Shannon, her hazel eyes blinking open. This close to her face, I could see the flecks of green in her hazel eyes.

“Yeah,” I answered.

“Where’s Mark going?” Shannon asked and I answered, “Jogging.” Then I yawned.

“He’s an…interesting guy,” Shannon said. She kissed me on the lips and stroked my cheek. “Don’t you think you’re rushing into this. You only met him a week ago and you’re getting married in what? A month?”

I smiled. How to explain it to Shannon. I thought about that day when Mark walked into the Starbucks where I worked, over and over in my mind. Mark had commanded me to love him near the end, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt like I loved him the moment he told me how beautiful I was. I had been standing naked and trembling before him, such an innocent creature. Big-titted Vivian on one side and wild, vivacious Cynthia on the other. And Mark told me I was beautiful. I didn’t realize it the night I almost left Mark, after he freed me from his control, but I must have fallen in love with him before he commanded me to. It’s why I still loved him when he freed me, why I stayed with him. And I was glad I stayed. As long as I had Mark, it didn’t matter what we did, who we hurt.

“I fell in love with him the moment we met,” I told her. “My feelings for him run so deep. I’ve never felt that way about anyone. I thought I loved Mike, but I didn’t, not really. I was just used to him. He took my virginity and I convinced myself that I must love him. Why else did I allow Mike to sleep with me? I confused lust and love and when the lust faded, there was just inertia holding us together.”

“Wow,” Shannon whispered.

“So, you think George is going to propose?” I asked. Last night, Mark walked in right when she told me that she thought her boyfriend was going to propose. We never got back to our conversation, we were a little too busy fucking to talk about it.

Shannon gave me a happy smile. “Yes. Last week, we went into a jewelry store. And he was trying to be subtle, but I swear he was trying to find out what style of engagement rings I like.”

I giggled, excited for my sister. I’ve never gotten along this well with my older sister. She used to always treat me like a kid, bossing me around. I guess she finally saw me as a woman last night. This was definitely a delightful outcome of my Pact with the Devil. And I’m glad she was getting on with George. Shannon had dated some scummy guys over the years. One had hit on me at Shannon’s birthday party.

“He’s a great guy,” I told her. “Definately the best boyfriend you’ve ever had.”

Shannon laughed mirthfully. “Yeah, I’ve had some bad boyfriends.”

“Which one left you at the soccer game?”

“Lance,” Shannon answered. “He claimed he forgot about me and went drinking with his buddies. I dumped a pitcher of beer over his head when I found him at that bar. And there was Tyler who I caught fucking some skank over my sink. When I walked in he was like, ‘Hey, babe. Threesome?’ So I grabbed a broom and hit both him and his skank until they left my apartment.”

I snorted with laughter. “You never told me about Tyler.”

“We didn’t date long,” Shannon laughed, then her smile failed. “Do you think I’m a bad girlfriend?”

“Why, because you had an orgy with your two sisters and my fiancee?”

Shannon bit her lip. “Mark said I was a bad girlfriend for not letting George fuck my ass. He’s right, I can see that now. But should I fulfill George’s other fantasies?”

“Well, I think if you two truly love each other and trust each other, you can share your fantasies and experience them together,” I told her. “But, if you’re really not comfortable in doing his fantasies, then don’t.”

“There’s one he really wants,” Shannon confessed. “One that all guys wants.”

I smiled. “A threesome?”

She nodded. “Maybe, if it was with you,” Shannon started to say and I cut her off with a kiss. “I would love that,” I told her.

I crawled out of the bed. Missy was still snoring, sprawled out and taking up half the bed now. Her naked body was half exposed beneath tangled sheets. I grabbed Shannon’s arm and pulled her to her feet. Her breasts, larger than mine, swayed as she stood up, her dusky, little nipples hard as pebbles.

“Now?” Shannon asked in trepidation.

I grinned. “Yeah, Mark and I have a busy day, so we need to do this now or who knows when we can get together.”

I wasn’t sure which guy was shacking up with which slut. Or even in which of our three guest bedrooms we would find them. I opened the first door and blinked in shock. Their was dad, sleeping naked against Fiona. Did he choose the red-head because she looked similar to me and my sisters, or because Fiona’s eyes had the same deep blue as our mother. Dad still hadn’t gotten over that whore even though its been thirteen years since mom abandoned us.

The next bedroom we found Damien, Missy’s teenage boyfriend, pressed up against Desiree. Mark had mentioned last night that Desiree was teaching him how to pleasure a woman. The covers were pulled down and his butt was exposed and it was pretty cute. Missy at least found herself a guy with a cute body even if he had a ridiculous haircut.

Well, third time was the charm, and there was George, snoring on his back with Thamina’s dusky body draped over him. Thamina was our Middle Eastern nurse slut we found at Good Sam Hospital on Monday. After Mark got hit in the back of the head by Korina I insisted he go to the hospital and Thamina was his nurse and we had a lot of fun with her. Giggling, we snuck into the room. I smacked Thamina’s ass to wake her up and pointed to the hallway.

“Yes, Mistress,” Thamina sleepily murmured and stumbled out of the room.

George was stirring as we slipped into bed with him on either side. I rubbed up against his body, he was lean and muscular. He obviously spent as much time at the gym as Shannon did. I needed to hit the gym myself. My ass was a little plump. It was okay as far as asses went, but I could stand to lose a few pounds and get it a little tighter.

“Morning, George,” Shannon whispered, then kissed her boyfriend on the lips. I pressed up against his other side and started kissing at his neck, rubbing my breasts against his side.

“Hey, George,” I whispered when he broke the kiss. George went to kiss me and I stopped him. “Mark’s the only man I kiss on the lips.”

“Oh, yeah, sure,” George said. “Are we going to…”

I nodded. “Yep, every man’s dream. You get to fuck sisters.”

“I thought it was twin sisters,” George said and then gasped as Shannon pinch his side.

“Hey, you’re lucky that you’re getting any sisters,” Shannon said. “Keep it up and you’ll just have to watch us together while you sit in the corner all alone.”

“Oh, I am so sorry,” George said in mock apology. “Please, I am honored to have such beautiful sisters pleasure me.”

“You should be,” I told him, rubbing my breasts against his side.

George started playing with my breasts, gently kneading my tit, his fingers brushing my nipple, then he rub my hard nub under his palm. My pussy was starting to moisten as tingles of pleasure spread through my body. I slid up, on my side, and fed my tits to his eager lips. Shannon was kissing her way down his chest and flat stomach. She found his cock, it was about the same size as Marks, maybe not quite as wide. Shannon sucked his cock into her hungry lips and started sucking on the head while her hand jacked off the shaft.

“I got to taste your pussy,” George gasped. “I love how a woman tastes!”

I hadn’t washed out my cunt and I had a load of Mark’s sperm inside me. After watching Vivian and Cynthia’s hot stream last night, Mark had fucked me good and hard while Missy and Shannon ate each other out and then we all collapsed and went to bed. A naughty thrill went through me at the thought of man eating cum out of my cunt so I flipped around and straddled his face and watched Shannon blowing him. Her fiery red hair spread out across his belly, hiding most of the action.

I shuddered in pleasure as George’s tongue licked though my cunt. “Your pussy has a very…salty flavor to it,” George said, delicately.

I giggled wickedly. Shannon looked up and eyes widened. “Mark’s cum is in her.”

“What,” George protested and I sat my full weight on him, smothering him with my cunt.

“Wow, honey, that’s hot, lick her cunt,” Shannon moaned. “I’ve always fantasized about a guy licking cum out of my cunt!”

George could not answer, my pussy was smothering his face. Shannon sucked his cock into her mouth, bobbing up and down. And then I felt his tongue, almost hesitantly, licking at my cunt. Then he seemed to be getting into is.

Shannon released his cock, licking around the head. “Oh, honey, I need your cock inside me,” she moaned, and mounted her boyfriend, placing the tip of his cock just inside her pussy. “When you cum in me, can you lick me clean? I’ll let you fuck my ass!”

I lifted up and George groaned, “Yeah,” as Shannon sank his cock down on her pussy.

I leaned in and started kissing Shannon passionately as we rode her boyfriend. His tongue dug into my cunt, sucking on my pussy lips, and flicking his tongue on my clit. Shannon’s was sucking on my lower lip as she slowly rode her boyfriend. I reached out and cupped one of Shannon’s tits, squeezing her melon and feeling it jiggle as she rode George’s cock.

George was a pretty good cunt eater and his mouth was building the fires of my lust. I could feel Shannon’s passion growing as her kisses became more and more aggressive. She was fucking her boyfriend harder, rising up and down faster. I placed a hand on her waist, feeling how she twisted her hips on the down stroke.

Shannon broke the kiss, and moaned, “Oh George, you’re cock feels so great in my cunt!” She leaned back and started bouncing faster and faster and I watched her breasts rise up and down, bouncing erotically about. Her fiery red hair tossed about her head, like a flaming nimbus. There was a faint, silvery outline about her, just noticeable. If I concentrated, a silver aura would surround her. Last night I cast a spell that would let me see a nun. Apparently, it did more than just that.

I noticed Thamina watching from the doorway, her fingers playing with her pussy. There was a faint, black outline about her. Why was her’s black? George’s tongue on my clit drove that thought out of my mind. His tongue was circling my clit, then flicking it. It felt so wicked and I shut my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure.

“I’m cumming!” gasped Shannon. “Oh, George, I’m cumming. You stud. Hmm, I love your cock. I love you, George!”

I opened my eyes and watched as Shannon slowed her fucking, sweat running down her flushed body. Behind Shannon, I saw Mark, naked, watching us fucking. There was a faint, red outline surrounding Mark. Why red? Was it because I loved him? He grinned at me and blew me a kiss. I smiled happily back at him. He was the best guy. He loved me enough not to be jealous when he sees me with another guy. Just like I love him enough to trust him when he’s with other women.

Shannon leaned in and kissed me, her hands playing with my nipples, rolling my hard nubs between her fingers. And then my orgasm overcame me and I shuddered atop George, gasping into Shannon’s hungry mouth. I rolled off of George, panting happily. I glanced at the doorway and saw that Mark wasn’t there any longer. I wonder what he was up to?

“Your pussy feels amazing, sweetypie,” George moaned. “Go a little faster, I’m so close!”

I stroked Shannon’s thigh, feeling the muscles ripple as she started riding a little faster. George was groaning in pleasure. Shannon leaned over and started kissing George and licking my juices off his face. She was rocking on his body. I sat up on my arm and watched in fascination as George’s cock fucking into her cunt and I reached out and fondled his balls.

“Oh, shit, shit!” George cursed and then I felt him cum, shooting his sperm into my sister’s cunt. “Damn, that was good.”

Shannon giggled. “It was.” And then she pulled off his cock, her cunt dripping a frothy mix of cunt-juices and white cum. “Ready to clean my pussy, honey?”

“And then I get to fuck your ass?”

“Yeah, honey.”

As Shannon straddled his face, lowering her sloppy pussy to his lips, I captured his cock with my lips. His cock was drenched in Shannon’s tangy, sweet juices. His cock was limp, but I could feel some life stirring in the shaft, and sucked harder.

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I had a good jog today with my Naked Jogging Club. We added a new member, a coffee-skinned Black woman named Venise that was jogging with her husband, a huge guy named Ernard. Venise was eager to join the club, and once I explained it to Ernard, he was happy enough to continue jogging on his own. Venise was a wild fuck and made a great addition to the club. It was worth selling my soul to make people do what I want.

When I got back, I found Thamina standing in the doorway of one of the guest bedrooms masturbating furiously while she watched the fucking going on inside. I peered in to see Mary and her sister Shannon, fucking George. Mary was sitting on his face and Shannon was riding his cock. I blew Mary a kiss

“Thamina, there’s a list of things I need you to go buy,” I told our Arabic slut. “Down on the table. Grab a couple thousand from the basement and another slut from next door. Take your SUV and get everything on the list and meet us at sparks stadium by 11:30, okay.”

“Yes, Master,” she said, pulling her hands regretfully from cunt.

I was about to go in and join Mary and the others, when I saw Missy coming out of our bedroom, naked. Her hair was wet and her body glistened, lithe with youth. She had small breasts, just budding and slim hips. It looked like she just got out of the shower. Missy jumped when she saw me, and tried to cover her naked body with her hands and flushed crimson, around her fingers, fiery red pubic hair peaked out.

“A little late for that, Missy,” I said. “I’ve already fucked you.”

Her blush deepened. “Sorry, I was going to go and…and…” she worked her jaw, struggling to find the word. “…and surprise Damien.”

“Fuck Damien, you mean?”

“Yes,” she blushed.

I held out my hand. “Come on, let’s find him. I want to watch.”

“Kay,” she muttered.

We found Damien sleeping half on top of Desiree, his white skin contrasting against Desiree’s nut brown. I walked in and shook Desiree awake. Desiree blinked sleepily at me and let me pull her away. Damien snored right on threw, rolling onto his back when Desiree slipped out from beneath him. The kid was a heavy sleeper. Missy slipped into bed with her boyfriend and gently shook him. I pushed Desiree down to the floor and she sucked my cock into her mouth like a good little slut.

Damien woke up, muttering, “Desiree?”

He winced as Missy punched his arm. “No, it’s your girlfriend, dick!”

“Shit, Missy! I can explain!”

Missy placed a finger on his arm. “It’s alright. It’s not cheating with family. And Mark and his…maids are close enough to family.”

“Did you really fuck your sisters last night?” Damien eagerly asked.

“Yes,” Missy said. “Christ, you’re hard already.”

“Well, you’re just so sexy,” Damien said and kissed her on the lips. “And sisters together is just so fucking hot, Missy!”

“Well, if you please me, maybe you can watch us,” Missy said. “And if you do an amazing job, maybe you can join.

Missy let Damien force her down onto her back as he kissed her. His hands gently started playing with budding breasts and large nipples. Missy had the biggest nipples of the three sisters, but the smallest breasts. Damien started kissing her neck and throat and Missy was sighing and making a mewing noise.

Damien started kissing lower and Missy gasped as his mouth sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. “I see Desiree taught you well,” Missy smiled.

“I was an eager student,” Damien grinned and Missy giggled.

Desiree’s mouth felt wonderful as I watched the teenage lovers. She was swirling her tongue around the sensitive head while she cupped my balls, gently playing with them in my sack. Her tongue licked the tip of my cock, playing with the slit, then slurping the cock into her mouth and sucking hard. She bobbed her head, changing the angle so sometimes my cock brushed her throat and other time it rubbed against the inside on her cheek.

Missy purred in pleasure when Damien started kissing her pussy. He put all of Desiree’s lessons to the test and Missy was moaning her appreciation. Her lithe body writhed on the bed, hands gripping the bedsheets as the pleasure bounced through her body. Her head was thrown back and she gasped and panted when Damien slipped a finger up her cunt.

“Oh Damien! I love you!” she moaned. “Please, keep eating me out, you’re going to make me cum! Ohh, it’s so wonderful! I love you, love you, love YOU!” Her body shook and quaked as her orgasm exploded in her teenage womb.

“You tasted great,” Damien said. “Sorry, I never ate you out before.”

“You’re forgiven,” Missy said with a big ol’ smile on her face and pulled Damien up her to kiss him passionately on the mouth. “Roll on your back,” Missy told her boyfriend when she broke the kiss. “I want to show you what Mark taught me.”

Damien groaned in pleasure as Missy sank onto his hard cock and started to ride him just like I taught her last night. She was wiggling her hips, leaning forward and backwards, changing where his cock brushed against her cunt. She found a position that she liked and eagerly started riding him hard. Damien gripped her hips, groaning in pleasures.

“Holy shit, Missy!” he moaned. “That’s so amazing! Wow! Keep doing that!”

“Does it feel great when I do this?” she asked and did a twist with her hip and Damien gasped a yes. “Do you love me, Damien?”

“Yes, yes, I do?” Damien gasped. The girl had a lot to learn. Any guy would tell her he loved her when she was fucking him like that. “Oh, babe, I’m going to cum!”

I flooded Desiree’s sweet mouth as I watched Missy’s ass wiggled back and forth as she rode Damien. Her ass was so cute and slim and I just had to fuck her ass. Last night I had Shannon’s ass. I’ve had Mary’s ass many times. I just needed one more Sullivan girl’s ass.

Missy breath started to quicken. “Cum, cum, cum!” Missy chanted. “Umm, cum with me, Damien! Please, cum with me, my love!”

“I can’t wait any longer,” Damien panted. “Here it comes!”

“Yes, yes!” Missy moaned,cumming as well, writhing atop her lover. “Flood my pussy with your cum! Yes, yes! That feels so amazing!”

I pulled Desiree to her feet and whispered in her ear, “Eat out Missy’s ass, get her ready for my cock.”

“Ohh, yes, Master,” Desiree purred and walked to the bed.

“Missy, Desiree’s going to show you something while I have a little man to man talk with Damien,” I said. “So come over here.”

Damien got out of bed, and blushed, covering his junk with his hands as he walked over to me. He stopped a good foot and half away. On the bed, Desiree was slipping a pillow underneath Missy’s stomach and then spread her pale, slim ass and Missy gasped as Desiree started tonguing her ass. Desiree was kneeling, her shaved cunt on display between her brown thighs. Desiree was wet, fluids running down her leg.

“Damien, do you love Missy?” I asked him.

“Yeah,” he said, nodding, “I thinks so.”

“Damien, you’re going to love her forever with all your heart,” I told him. Last night I promised my future sister-in-law that Damien would be hers forever. “It’s a partnership, remember that.”

“Yay, okay,” Damien nodded and ran his hand through his weird haircut. It was long on top, and shaved on the sides.

On the bed, Desiree was slipping a finger into Missy’s ass. “How good is she at blowjobs?”

“She’s alright,” Damien shrugged. “I mean, there was this one girl that gave good head, but she wouldn’t let me fuck her.”

“We’ll change that,” I said. It turned awkward as we stood there, watching Desiree eat out Missy’s ass. When Desiree got a second finger in her tight ass I told her to stop and had Damien get before her.

“Start by licking the cock,” I told Missy. “Use your tongue and pay attention to the head. It’s the most sensitive part. And stroke his cock with your hands, or cup his balls.”

Missy was following my instructions, licking the head of Damien’s small cock like an ice cream cone while she stroked his shaft with her right hand. She swirled her tongue around the head, then licked up the pre-cum that was leaking from the head of his cock.

“When you suck into your mouth, watch your teeth,” I said as I knelt behind her. She sucked the cock into her mouth and Damien moaned in appreciation. “Now, it’s important you don’t bite down on his cock when I shove my dick up your ass!”

I placed the head of my cock at the puckered entrance of her virgin ass. I pushed slowly forward, feeling the tight ring give away before my cock and then I slipped in and Missy jumped in pain but managed not to bite Damien’s cock. I kept pushing forward, sliding into her tight hole. It felt so amazing on my cock. When my balls rested on her taint, I drew back, just as slow, savoring the pleasure.

“Now, Missy,” I said. “Start bobbing your head as you suck. And don’t be afraid to move the cock around in your mouth. Let him brush up against different parts of your mouth. Like when you were riding him cowgirl style. It’ll feel better for him.”

Her head started bobbing as I started slowly fucking her ass faster and faster as she relaxed and stretched to accommodate me. Damien stroked her head and closed his eyes, moaning as his girlfriend sucked his cock fiercely.

“Shit this is hot,” he moaned. “God, I’m double teaming my own girlfriend!”

“You ever double teamed a girl before?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he moaned, “at a party. A buddy of mine was fooling around with his girlfriend on the couch next to me and then…I was fooling around with them.”

“You never know, Missy might be up for it,” I told him.

“God, that’d be hot,” Damien muttered. “Umm, she’s sucking harder. You like that idea, babe?”

“Yeah,” Missy gasped, and then popped his cock back in her mouth.

“Wow, babe, this feels amazing!”

“You should try her ass,” I told Damien.

“Oh, fuck yeah I am,” Damien groaned. “Here it cums, babe! Swallow my cum! Don’t spit it out like you always do! It’s so much hotter when a girl swallows!”

Missy swallowed his cum and licked her lips proudly. “That was nice,” Missy moaned, and started fucking her ass back to me. “Hmm, I can’t wait to try your dick up my ass, Damien. Mark’s dick feels amazing!”

“Let me just rest, babe,” Damien sighed.

I didn’t last much longer, Missy’s ass was a vice that squeezed the cum out of my cock real quick, flooding her slutty ass with my cream. I pulled out and Desiree was a good little slut and cleaned my cock real nice.

“You kids have fun,” I said. “Mary and I have some things to do.” It was already approaching ten. We had to be down at Sparks Stadium to start getting ready for our bodyguard tryouts. Earlier this week, I had met with all the police organizations in Pierce County and ordered them to send up to three beautiful cops from their organization to be potential recruits for our bodyguards.

I left the teens making out, madly, and went to find Mary. She was still in bed with George and Shannon. Shannon was in the middle of the bed with George on one side and Mary on the other side. Shannon was lying on her stomach, her taut ass leaking cum. George and her were kissing while Mary looked like she was dozing.

I cleared my throat and Mary looked up and smiled, crawled out of bed and waked over to me and kissed me on the lips. “Have fun?” I asked her.

“It was alright,” she said. “My sister hogged his cock, though.”

Shannon broke the kiss with George and grinned insufferably at Mary. “He’s my boyfriend.”

“I let Mark fuck you,” Mary retorted.

“My poor George is worn out,” Shannon said, stroking George’s arm. “He’s not the machine Mark is. What did you do, pop a Viagra last night?”

“Yeah,” I lied. It’s one way to explain how I have such unnatural stamina. People didn’t need to know I sold my soul to the Devil.

“Anyway, Mary and I have things to do today,” I said. “So, please, let yourselves out.”

Mary and I made love in the shower and then cleaned ourselves off. I put on a pair of khaki shorts and a green t-shirt and Mary put on a short, white tennis skirt and a pink halter-top. She tied her hair back in a ponytail with a pink scrunchy. We were going to be outside for a few hours, so Mary insisted on wearing sunscreen and slathered the smelly stuff all over me and I enjoyed rubbing it all over her.

Mary’s family were all gathered in the living room to say their final goodbyes. I shook Sean’s hand and George’s hand. Then Shannon and Missy gave me hugs and kisses. Damien just shrugged and wrapped his arm around Missy. The pair clung to each other, sharing quick kisses.

After her family was gone, we rounded up all the sluts, except Korina, who was still recovering from being shot. All of sluts, save Chasity and Noel, were dressed in a variety of casual clothing, shorts, skirts, flowery tops, and flip-flops. Chasity and Noel were dressed in their slutty cop outfits. Thamina and Violet were already gone, out buying the items on the list I gave Thamina, so the rest of the sluts piled into our various vehicles and we drove down to Sparks Stadium, next to Puyallup High School in downtown Puyallup.

Thamina and Violet were already there, unloading Thamina’s white Ford Escape. The sluts started getting things set up. A folding table, chairs and a small pavilion were quickly set up. Lillian set out the forms for the recruits to fill out. It contained important information such as their name, which police department they represented, their measurements, their relationship status (with phone numbers in case I had any marriages to break up), and any children or other dependents.

Desiree was setting up the grill. She had an apron on that said, “Barbeque Bitch.” She was going to be grilling up hotdogs and hamburgers for lunch. Allison was assisting her. The two women were close and I wondered when Desiree was going to propose to her. She had already bought the engagement ring, a cute ring engraved with mermaids. The mermaid arms were the mounting for the diamond.

Cops were already starting to arrive. As instructed, they arrived in uniform with their patrol cars and all their tactical gear. I was getting excited. Soon I would have a loyal cadre of beautiful cops protecting us. We had bought every sexy cop outfit in Pierce County so we would be ready to outfit our new recruits.

By noon, thirty-four female cops had assembled, standing at attention in the grassy field of Sparks Stadium. All were dressed in their uniforms, a mix of blues and browns, representing all the Law Enforcement Agencies of Pierce County. They ranged from as young as nineteen fresh out of the academy to their late twenties. Most were White, but there was a smattering of Black, Latina, and Asians in the group.

I stepped up onto the small step-stool Thamina brought and faced my recruits. “I am Mark Glassner. Besides me stands Mary Sullivan. Whatever we do is legal! Do whatever we tell your or someone who says, ‘I serve Mark Glassner!’ Do you understand!”

“Sir, yes, sir!” the woman yelled back.

“Good!” I nodded. “Today, you are trying out to be our bodyguards. Your captains and chiefs know why you are here today! I want all of you to do your best. You all want nothing more than to please Mary and I!”

“Sir, yes, sir!” It was intoxicating, all these women obeying me, ready to do whatever filthy thing I wished. My cock stirred in my shorts.

“Good, strip naked, and apply sunscreen to your bodies,” I ordered. “Help each other out! Then line up at the table. You will be assigned a number. You will be referred to by that number during the assessment!”

“Sir, yes, sir!”

The cops started disrobing, folding their clothes up neatly and then they were handed bottles of sunscreen. The sluts, Mary, and I started helping out. None of us could resist rubbing sunscreen on the naked bodies of all these beautiful woman. I walked up to a small breasted, Korean cop and took the bottle from her hand.

“Let me do that,” I told her and she nodded, smiling happily at me.

I squirted the cold, greasy sunscreen into my hand and started rubbing it into her body. I started on the face and she closed her eyes. She had fine features, beautiful features like a porcelain doll. I moved down to her neck and shoulders, her silky arms and then her chest. Her breasts were small, topped with large, dark nipples. I rubbed the sunscreen into her breasts, enjoying the firm feel of her cones. A moan escaped her lips and her eyes were wide with lust.

I moved down, rubbing sunscreen into her flat stomach and boyish hips. I knelt down, eye-level with her black bush that hid her pussy. I rubbed the sunscreen into her toned legs. Starting at the bottom and rubbing up her shapely calves and beautiful thighs. When I reached the top of her leg, I brushed through her silky pussy hair and she gasped as I grazed her wet clit. Then I worked my way up her other leg. Juices were matting her bush and I could smell her tart aroma.

I turned her around, rubbing the sunscreen into her back. My cock was hard and I just decided to pull it out of my shorts. I rubbed lower and found a tribal tramp stamp with a heart worked into the spiky design. I rubbed her firm ass, kneading her cheeks. I spread her open, and saw her brown, wrinkled asshole and shove a finger up inside her.

“Oh, sir, that’s so nasty,” she purred.

“Your turn,” I said, pulling off my shirt.

The sunscreen was cold on her hands, but she skillfully rubbed my chest and stomach, down to my groin. She rubbed it on my legs while my hard cock brushed her face. She playfully licked at my cock as she rubbed my thighs. Then she put some more suncream on her hands and sucked my cock into her mouth. I moaned in pleasure as her hands reached behind me and started rubbing sunscreen onto my ass as she bobbed her head on my mouth.

Nearby, Mary’s halter-top was off and a big-breasted black-haired girl was rubbing sunscreen on her freckled tits while a Black cop was eating out her cunt. The Korean cop released my cock, standing up to put sunscreen on my back.

“Get on your knees,” I barked when she finished.

“Yes, sir!” she saluted.

Her slim ass wiggled as she knelt on the grass before me. I got behind her, spread her ass and plunged into her butthole. “Ohh, does my ass feel good on your cock, sir!” she asked.

Her ass felt like heaven, tight and velvety. “Yeah, slut!” I panted, my balls smacked on her taint as I bottomed out her hot ass.

I watched Mary getting eaten out by the Black cop as I pounded Korean cop’s ass. The big-breasted girl was now sucking on Mary’s freckled tits, her tongue swirling about Mary’s hard, dusky nipples. The other cops were finishing up putting on the sunscreen and were lining up at the table. Lillian, our goth slut, manned the table with teenage Violet’s assistance. Violet was drawing a number on each cop’s right breast and then the same number on their right asscheek with a big, black permanent marker, while Lillian handed out the paperwork.

“Fuck you got a tight ass!” I moaned, feeling my balls tighten. “Here it cums, slut!” Three blasts of cum shot into her bowels and I pulled out and slapped her ass. “Go line up!”

“Sir, yes, sir!” she exclaimed, jumping to her feet and jogging to join the line.

Mary was breathing heavily, recovering from her orgasm, as her two sluts running off to be the last two people in line. “Have a nice cum?” I asked.

“Any cum’s a good one, I guess,” she shrugged. “But that black chick is not a good cunt eater. I liked the other girls tits, though.”

As recruits filled out their paperwork, people started getting food from Desiree’s grill. I grabbed a burger and Mary was chowing down on a hot dog. She definitely liked her meat, I thought with a smirk. I topped the burger with some onions and ketchup and chowed down, sitting next to Mary.

“We got some good looking sluts to choose from,” I told her.

“Mark, when we’re done, here, I want you to give Jessica an interview,” Mary said. “She’s talked to her producer about doing a piece on our charity.” The charity to was Mary’s idea. We recruited Willow, an OB/GYN, as a sex slave, and Mary thought of using her to setup a free OB/GYN clinic. She wanted to host fundraisers and get influential people under my control. And screen for women to work for us. Mary had the idea to open a brothel. Jessica was our reporter slut, we used her to plants stories in the media and keep us appraised of anything going on.

“Okay,” I said. “If there’s time before our date.” I was taking Mary out to dinner and a movie tonight. We probably would go to a club afterwards, do some dancing if she wanted to. I looked over at her and smiled at a glob of mustard at the corner of her mouth. I bent over and licked her mouth.

“Mustard,” I said when she looked quizzically at me.

After everyone had filled at their forms and eaten, Lillian handed me a list. She had divided the cops into groups of three, with one group of four. The female cops, naked, were all standing at attention. I climbed up onto the step stool to address them once again, my cock half hard. The sun felt great on my skin and I was enjoying the freedom of being naked in public. Mary was standing next to me, topless, but still had on her tennis skirt.

“Recruits, you will be divided into small groups for evaluations. Do whatever your evaluating slut tells you to do. Mary and I shall wander about, doing our own evaluations. So remember, we may be watching at any time!”

“Sir, yes, sir!”

Chasity stepped up first, she was dressed in her uniform, a slutty cops outfit with a short skirt, a blue blouse that only buttoned up halfway and left much of her breasts exposed, and a pair of thigh high, black, healed boots. Chasity was a Puyallup Police Officer and would be in command of the bodyguards. “Recruits 01 through 04! Get your whorish asses over here!”

Four white women, two red-heads, a brunette, and a honey-blonde cop raced over to Chasity. Chasity had them stand spread legged with their arms behind their heads and their breasts thrust out and began examining their bodies. She would heft breasts, tweak nipples, and stroke cunts, then write notes down on her clipboard.

“Very nice tits,” she told number 01, hefting the red-head’s round melon. Chasity bent over and sucked the dark nipple into her mouth and 01 moaned softly. “Very, very nice.” Chasity made some notes on her clipboard.

Noel stepped up next. She was also wearing a slutty cop’s outfit identical to Chasity’s. Noel was a Special Agent in the FBI and our informant. “Recruits 05 through 07, follow me!” Two White cops and a dusky skinned, Middle-Eastern cop, followed Noel.

Once all the recruits were assigned their evaluators, Mary and I started moving about. The sluts were given their instructions. First, they were to inspect the recruits bodies, making notes of any imperfections they found. Next, each recruit was to eat their inspector’s cunt. Chasity already had 01, a fiery-red head, kneeling before her, eating her cunt, while the other three recruits stood in the inspect position.

I walked over to Fiona’s group where a Black cop with skin the color of coffee caught my eye. She was small breasted and had pouty lips made to suck cock. Fiona was inspecting 24, a Middle Eastern cop, when I walked up to the black cop, number 25.

“25!” I barked. “Drop down and suck my cock!”

“Sir, yes, sir!” she shouted enthusiastically, dropping down and devouring my cock.

25 was a great cocksucker, her tongue swirling about the head of my cock while her hands cupped my balls, playing with my nuts. She started bobbing her head. I grabbed her thick, wooly black hair and started fucking her mouth. 25 felt great, and I shoved her mouth down my cock, brushing the back of her throat. She relaxed and deep-throated me, her lips kissing the root of my shaft. It wasn’t long before I was about to cum, so I pulled out and jerked off on her tits.

“24!” I barked at the Middle Eastern cop. “Lick that cum up!”

24 was quite eager to lick up my white cum of the Black girl’s tits and I marked both girls on my clipboard. Fiona was evaluating 23’s cunnilingus skills. 23 was a sandy blonde White cop that was devouring Fiona like a champion. Fiona was writhing on her face, her strawberry-blonde hair tossing back as her head shook in pleasure.

Mary was fingering a red-head in Karen’s group while Karen had a brunette cop going down on her. Karen was a former Nun, one who had caused so much problems on Monday. She was responsible for Korina getting shot and Desiree almost dying. When the demoness Lilith broke her powers, I punished Karen and degraded her until she voluntarily asked to be my sex slave to end the torment. Now, she was a proper slut. Karen didn’t seem as into the cunt eating as Fiona had, maybe the brunette cop wasn’t that good at giving head. Well that was the point of the evaluations, to find the best cops.

I headed over to Violet’s group next. Violet was getting her cunt eaten out by an Asian cop and was lost to the pleasure of her tongue. They only Latina cop, number 29, was in her group and she had some nice sized tits. I had her kneel down and plunged into her cunt. 29 had a velvety cunt, but she just knelt there while I fucked her, not making a sound or moving her hips. I finished in her cunt and 29 was called over to be evaluated by lithe Violet, flushed from her last orgasm.

I enjoyed two more recruits, bleached-blonde 16 and honey-blonde 04. I fucked both their cunts and both were more spirited fucks then 29 had been and I filled their cunts with my cum. Mary had her fun, too. Once I saw her with a dirty blonde eating her cunt and an olive-skinned cop eating her ass, moaning loudly in pleasure of two sluts at eating out her holes.

After all the recruits had eaten their evaluators cunt, we started the aggressiveness test. Each recruit would wrestle each other, the goal was not to pin her opponent, but to molest them. To win, the recruit either had to make her opponent cum, or force her opponent to make herself cum. While we were evaluating the recruits, Lillian had been making up a single elimination tournament bracket. Because there was thirty-four recruits, four recruits had to wrestle in a qualifying rounds.

The matches would be held together, otherwise we would be here all day. Mary and I would be the judges for the qualifying round. I chose to judge 14, an auburn-haired cop with small, conical breasts. She was fighting 22, a black-haired cop with a nice set of melons topped with large, pink nipples. The cops got down into the starting position, 22 in the bottom position with 14 on top, her breast pressing against 22’s back.

“Fight!” I barked and they instantly started grappling.

14 got her fingers up 22’s shaved cunt, fingering her rapidly while 22 struggled beneath her. 22 used her legs to provide torque, jerking out of 14’s grasp. 14’s fingers came out wet from her cunt and 22 was on her, wrestling 14 onto her back. 22 slid her hand down to 14’s fiery bush, pinching her clit while she captured 14’s nipple in her mouth, sucking and nibbling.

14 writhed in 22’s hold, struggling to break it. She somehow hooked her right leg over the arm that was fingering her cunt and used her leg to force the arm away and break the hold. She slithered free and got on 22’s back, forcing 22’s face into the grass as her finger found 22’s asshole and she shoved two fingers up her butt while cooing in 22’s ear.

“Cum for me,” 14 cooed. “You know you want to, you fucking slut! Just come for me and you can get up and go home like that fucking loser cunt you are.”

14’s taunts fired 22 up and she struggled harder and then squirmed out from under 14’s pin. 14 was flipped onto her back, the wind knocked out of her and 22 pushed her advantage, straddling her face and pinning her arms all at the same time. 22 rubbed her wet pussy on 14’s face.

“Suck my slutty cunt, whore!” 22 moaned, rubbing pussy cream all over her face. “Mmmhh, that’s it you nasty whore. Lick my slit. Who’s the fucking loser cunt, now, bitch!”

14 was kicking hard, struggling to get out from underneath 22 as she sat on her face. 22 was moaning, pinching her nipples on her big tits. My cock was rock hard and it was pretty clear that 14 had lost, so I knelt down, lifted up her hips and just fucked my cock into her wet pussy. 14’s tits jiggled as I fucked her and I could see her tongue licking through 22’s cunt.

“Ohh, fuck that’s nasty slut,” 22 moaned. “Hmm, her tongue is digging through my dirty snatch!”

22’s breasts swayed before me and I bent down and captured a pink nipple into my mouth, enjoying the feel of her hard nub on my lips, playing with it on my tongue. 22’s arms wrapped around my head, cradling me to her breast. Her hands stroked my cheek as she moaned in pleasure.

“Yes, yes,” 22 moaned. “Oh god, this is so amazing, eat my snatch you nasty dyke!”

14’s cunt started spasming on my dick as the dirty slut came on my cock. I fucked her cunt harder and harder, balls tightening as her cunt was bringing me close and closer to cumming. I slammed into her, my cock brushing against her cervix, and spilled my seed into her womb. I wondered as I came in her if she was on the pill.

I pulled out of her cunt, my cum running out into her fiery bush. “22, you’ve won. As a reward, you can drink my cum out of her cunt!”

“Oh, thank you, sir!” 22 moaned, and started sixty-nining with 14, cleaning her cunt up with an eager tongue.

At the other match, 31 was pinned beneath 09, getting her cunt furiously fingered. 09 had fiery red hair and and her bushy cunt was matted with her juices as she fingered the raven-haired 31. The recruits not wrestling were pleasuring the sluts. Teenage Violet was sixty-nining with Asian 30. Karen, the former nun, had 04, a big-titted, honey-blonde cop, tonguing her ass. Petite Xiu, an Asian waitress from Seattle, with her big tits, had 18, a Black cop, and 20, a dirty-blonde, sucking at both of her tits and fingering her cunt. Caramel-skinned Jessica had blonde 16 lapping away at her twat.

Mary, who was supposed to be judging the other match, had red-headed recruit number 01 kneeling before her and eating her pussy with gusto while 18, a Black cop, was passionately kissing Mary. 18 had chocolate skin and a plump, Black booty that looked so enticing. I walked behind her, spread her cheeks and plunged my cock up her ass.

“Da fuck!” 18 moaned, breaking her kiss with Mary and then grunted with pain.

Mary pinched her nipple. “A recruit doesn’t complain when Mark fucks her ass! A recruit should be honored that Mark would choose her fat ass over other women!”

“Sorry, mam,” moaned 18. “Thank you for fucking my ass, sir!”

“You’re welcome, slut,” I panted. “You’re ass feels great!”

Mary kissed me over 18’s shoulder, her lips soft and I nibbled on her lower lip. I enjoyed the recruits Black ass as I made out with my fiancee. Every time I plunged into 18, her body pressed up against Mary’s. Mary slipped her tongue into my mouth, exploring my mouth before she broke the kiss and sighed in pleasure, rubbing against 18.

“Is 01 doing a good job licking your pussy?” I asked.

Mary smiled and moaned, “Yes! Umm, the bitch is making me cum!” I watched the pleasure tremble through Mary’s face as she came on 01’s face. “Hmm, I think 01 might be a keeper.”

“Oh, thank you, mam!” 01 cooed, her face sticky with girl-cum.

I fucked 18’s ass harder, her booty jiggling with every stroke. It was almost hypnotic, watching her booty shake. Fuck this was nice. I was going to cum soon and I frantically fucked her ass. “Here it cums, fucking slut!” I moaned as I shot a load of spunk into her

I pulled out and Mary, ever the doting fiancee, grabbed 01’s red hair and forced her to start cleaning my cock, the red-head’s tongue licked skillfully on my cock. While I had been fucking 18’s ass, 09 had fingered 31 to an orgasm and won her match. 09 was licking her fingers clean of 31’s cunt juices, looking quite pleased with herself as 31 panted on the ground, flushed with shame.

With the qualifying matches over, it was time to start the first round. Chasity, Noel, Karen, Xiu, Fiona, Allison, Jessica, and Willow would be judging the first eight matches of round one. Lillian assigned the matches and Mary and I would be walking about, evaluating. Everywhere, naked cops were wrestling, trying to molest each other. The air was filled with grunts and moans and shrieks.

I was pleased to see 22 was dominating 06, one of the Middle Eastern cop. 22 had her pinned and had three fingers up 06’s shaved cunt. Black 26 was making blonde 13 eat her ass out. Sandy-blonde 23 made strawberry-blonde 27 cum as she furiously fingered her cunt and rubbed her clit. To reward 23’s win, I fucked her shaved cunt doggy style and left a nice load in her cunt.

When I finished fucking 23, the other fights had ended. 22 had won her match, I was happy to see. She was an aggressive girl and I was starting to root for her. The second group of eight squared off and started wrestling. Violet, who wasn’t judging, was making 26 eat her ass out. I had corrupted sweet Violet, turned her into a such a slut, and enjoyed watching her make the black cop tongue her ass.

I had 13 tongue my ass. Watching the slut being forced to eat 26’s ass was so hot, I had to feel that tongue on my own asshole. And she didn’t disappoint. 13 was a natural ass-licker. I saw auburn-haired 02, who just lost to 29, and had her kneel down and suck my cock. I watched Violet getting her ass eaten out and enjoyed my two sluts. 13’s tongue felt amazing on my ass as 02 sucked my cock sloppily. Violet was shuddering in orgasm on the black cop’s face and I shot my load into 02’s mouth as 13’s tongue probed my ass.

I enjoyed watching brunette 11 furiously fingering honey-blonde 04. The honey-blonde cop looked like she was about to cum when she somehow broke the pin and flipped about and pushed her pussy into the brunette’s face and moaned as she smeared her cunt all over 11’s face. Blonde 16 was tribbing 10, pinning the brunette beneath her. 08 fingered 19 to an orgasm and Korean 32 forced brunette 12 to lick her cunt until she creamed all over 12’s face.

In the second round, I watched 22 dominated 24, the other Middle Eastern cop, forcing 24 to suck on her big tits while she rubbed her cunt on 24’s dusky stomach. Black 25 was making red-head 01 finger her cunt. While I watched honey-blonde 04 getting her ass fingered by blonde 16, I had brunette 10 sucking on my cock with her greedy lips.

During the quarter finals, I fucked Black 07 in the ass while I watched 22 in the fight of her life against raven-haired 34. Every time one of them would gain the advantage, the other would slip out of the pin. At one time, it seemed like 22 was going to be forced to make 34 cum, as 34 shoved her black furred muff into 22’s face. 34’s D Cup breasts heaved as she writhed under 22. But then, 22 got her hand free and grasped 34’s nipple and pinched it and pulled 34 off her face and pinned her to the ground. 22 snaked a hand down to 34’s cunt and pinched her clit until the Black cop came while I creamed 07’s Black booty.

During the semifinals, red-head 09 jerked my cock, her nice melons brushing against my arm, as I watched coffee-skinned 25 rolling about with Korean 32. 32 was lithe, and kept wiggling out of 25’s pins. I came on the two wrestling women. Some cum splashed on 25’s small breasts and the Black cop grabbed 32 and forced her to lick up my cum while 25 rubbed her cunt on 32’s thigh, orgasming and winning the match.

The finals came down to black-hair 22, with her nice melons, and Black 25, with her A Cups. Everyone was gathered around the final match, cheering their favorite. It was a fierce fight, nipples were twisted, cunts were fingered, ass were licked. It was such an amazing sight to watch. I was enjoyed 20’s ass, pulling on her dirty-blonde hair, as I reamed her asshole hard. 22 got 25 in a leg lock, holding 25’s face into her cunt. 25 struggled, pushing against 22, but her legs were too strong. 22 was moaning as 25 started licking her cunt, her large tits heaving as her orgasm neared.

“Yes, yes, eat my cunt, you fucking dyke!” 22 moaned. “Oh, God, yes, yes!” Her body writhed as her orgasm flooded over her.

I came hard in 20’s ass and pulled out. “22, here’s your reward,” I said, pointing at 20’s ass and my cum running down her crack to her taint.

“Thank you, sir,” 22 happily said, her big melons heaving with exertion.

22 knelt down and spread 20’s ass and happily ate the blonde’s asshole, scooping up my cum with her tongue. My cock was dirty from 20’s ass, so I knelt behind 22, spread her thighs and found her shaved cunt and shoved my cock in, using her pussy to wash my cock clean. Her cunt was tight and wet and felt amazing on my cock.

“Having fun, hun?” Mary asked me.

“Always, Mare.”

She was standing next to me, her tennis skirt staring me in the face, rustling in the gentle breeze blowing across the stadium. I licked my lips. Mary’s wet, juicy pussy was underneath that skirt, and I just had to taste her. I lifted her skirt up, exposing her shaved cunt and the fiery heart of pubic hair above her slit.

“Ohh, that’s nice!” gasped Mary as my tongue licked through her slit, tasting her sweet, spicy flavor.

I devoured her cunt as I fucked 22’s pussy. Mary’s moans filled my ears, her fingers running through my hair as her hips writhed on my face. I wrapped my arm around her and started kneading her plump ass, delighting in the fleshy feeling. I fucked 22’s cunt harder and harder and Mary’s breath quickened.

“Don’t stop,” she moaned. “Umm, I’m so close! Yes, yes, suck my clit! Oh fuck, fuck! Here it cums, hun! Umm, my randy stallion! Make me cum! Fuck yes!”

As she came, she flooded my mouth with more of her delicious juices. Her fingers pulled my face into her cunt as her body trembled in pleasure. Then she was kneeling next to me, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me passionately, her eager tongue tasting her juices on my lips. Her perky breasts pressed against my chest, nipples hard as rocks as they rubbed against me.

“Oh, I love you, Mark,” Mary panted when she broke the kiss. Then she slapped my ass. “Fuck the slut good. Hmm, you’re such a randy stallion.”

I fucked 22 hard, my balls slapping against her clit. Mary’s hand reached down and found my balls, cupping them in her hand and gently massaging them. Her lips were wet as she nibbled at my ear and neck. And 22’s cunt was velvety warmth on my cock, every stroke bringing me closer to my shuddering release. Closer and closer, in and out. I groaned and slammed into her and my cum burst from my cock, showering her cunt with fertile little sperm.

The recruits had to stand at attention while Mary, the sluts, and I gathered at the table to discuss who to keep. We only needed twelve. It was difficult. Some were eliminated out of hand: 29 was a bad fuck, Mary didn’t like how 34 ate her pussy.

“12 grimaced when she tasted my pussy,” Allison reported. Jessica nodded, saying, “I tried her out and she made such an unpleasant face as she licked my cunt.”

“I disliked 10,” Karen reported. “She had a limp tongue when she ate me out.”

“I think you should choose 30,” Violet chipped in. “She has an amazing tongue.”

“We are keeping 9,” Mary said forcefully.

“Well, 22 is a given,” I inputted. “I also want to keep 24. That Turkish slut loves cum.”

“I like 33’s tits,” said Mary, “and 23’s. She’s got a nice set.”

“Hmm, and 23’s is a good muffdiver,” purred Fiona.

“She’s a keeper then,” I said.

“07 has some unsightly stretch marks,” Noel reported. “She’s already had three kids.”

“Both 15 and 16 are amazing snatch eaters,” Willow, our doctor slut, put in. “And did you see the pair of breasts on 16. They’re so lovely.”

It took almost an hour, but we made our selections and I addressed the recruits. “We have made our selections. For those not called, you are free to go and never speak about what happened here.” I called out the twelve we selected: two Black cops (18 and 25), the Korean (32) and the Thai (30), the Turkish cop (24), and reaming seven were White (1, 9, 15, 16, 22, 23, and 34). “You twelve are under the command of Chasity. You will obey her as diligently as you obey Mary and myself. Noel is her second-in-command!”

“Sir, yes, sir!” the remaining twelve called out.

“You will be known as your numbers from now on,” I bellowed. “You will be spilt into partners. The only persons you will love more than your partner is Mary and myself! The three of you that are married will be getting divorce papers, you will sign them. You have realized that you never loved your husbands. Those with boyfriends, and 18 with your girlfriend, you have realized they were just people you had fun with but now you’ve met your true love, your partner.”

“Sir, yes, sir!”

God it was intoxicating playing with people’s lives. We paired them up and assigned them to their crew. Half were in A squad and half in B squad. They were then divided into three shifts, days, evenings, and nights. They would be on active duty every other day. One would guard the entrance to the street, the other would watch the house and patrol the neighborhood. On their off-duty day, they would be on standby. If Mary or I needed to go out, one of the standby cops would accompany us.

Uniforms were handed out. We had plenty and all twelve found a slutty cops uniform that fit them. There was some variation, but they all had the thigh-high boots, short, navy blue skirts, and revealing blouses. The only part of their old uniforms they kept were their badges and their gunbelts.

I had Thamina get Nextels this morning, cell-phones that worked as Push-to-Talk radios, and each bodyguard was assigned one. Mary and I each had our own, as did Chasity and Noel. Another Nextel would be at the house. Lillian had set up the network for us and programed all the phones while the wrestling matches took place. I placed phone calls to all their spouses and boyfriends. Husbands would file for divorce and send the papers to the house and boyfriends wouldn’t cause any problems. The sluts and bodyguards packed up and we headed home.

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“So that’s it?” Mary asked Jessica.

We were sitting in our living room on the couch. Mary had I had showered when we got back from Sparks Stadium, and dressed for our date. Jessica’s cameraman, Freddy, had arrived. He was the same cameraman with Jessica when I met her few days ago while jogging. Jessica is a reporter for KIRO 7 News and had been sent to investigate reports of nude jogging a few days ago. I took the opportunity to make her our slut and keep us appraised of what the media is up to.

“Yeah, Mistress,” Jessica answered. “I’ll edit it together and make your charity seem very, very important. My producer says the story should air Monday night.”

“Good work, Jessica,” I said and kissed her on the lips and groped her breast through her silk blouse.

Jessica flushed darkly and murmured, “Thank you, Master.” Mary bent down and kissed her as well and stroked her face.

Freddy wouldn’t say anything, he was under my order to not speak of anything that goes on with Jessica and us. He just quietly started packing up the gear, his face greasy with sweat. Mary and I left him too it and headed out to my car. I checked my pocket, I had my keys, my wallet, cell phone, and Nextel. 23 and 24 were waiting at a DuPont Police Cruiser. Both were beautiful in their sexy cop outfits, 23’s tits were jiggling as she breathed in her half-open blouse.

“Sir, mam!” 24, the Turkish cop, saluted. “23 and I shall be your security for the evening.”

As Mary walked around the car, I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was in her sleeveless, purple blouse trimmed in white, and jean skirt. The skirt was short, mid-thigh, and hugged her sexy ass. The blouse had a scooped out bodice that showed off her freckled breasts.

23 and 24 followed in their patrol cruiser as I drove to the Longston Place Regal theater. At the entrance to the our street, an Eatonville Patrol Car was parked manned by 18. We raced to the theatre, barely making it in time for the five-thirty showing of Man of Steel. The movie just opened, and I had been looking forward to seeing it. Mary was sweet enough to let me choose the movie for our date, with the caveat she would choose the movie next week. 23 and 24 waited outside.

A few simple commands allowed us to skip the concession lines and armed with popcorn and sodas, diet coke for Mary and a cherry coke for myself, we headed into the theater. The theater was full and the trailers were already starting to show. Mary spotted two empty seats in the last row all the way against the wall. It was a small section of seats, only four seats between the right aisle and the theater wall.

We slid past a pimply teen boy, sitting on the aisle, with thick, black-framed glasses holding hands with a freckled-faced girl, sixteen or seventeen. The teen was pretty, with fine cheekbones, and lustrous, black hair plaited in a braid down her back and wearing a red sundress with white flowers. The dress fell to just above her knees, exposing a pair of skinny legs. Mary sat between the wall, and I sat between her and the teen girl.

About an hour into the movie, the popcorn was finished, and Mary started rubbing the legs of my pants. I put my arm around her shoulder and she snuggled up next to me, kissing at my neck. Mary was feeling a little randy, and soon her hand was stroking my crotch. My cock was starting to harden in my pants and I placed my hand on Mary’s bare knee, sliding my hand up, under her jean skirt, up higher until I found her naked pussy, growing damp with moisture as my hand cupped her cunt.

I felt more than heard the metallic rasp as Mary drew down my jeans zipper and her hand slipped in and pulled out my cock, stroking it to full hardness as I fingered her. The teen girl sitting next to me glanced over at the movement and her eyes widened in shock when she saw Mary jerking my cock off.

The girl flushed and looked back at the screen. She kept glancing over at my cock, squirming in her seat as she tried to ignore it. Her hand gripped the chair-arm and I could see her tongue lick nervously across her lips. Mary released my cock, reached over me and grabbed the teen girl’s hand and pulled her to my cock.

Mary’s power was affecting the girl and she licked her lips and slowly started stroking my cock up and down on my cock. Mary placed her hand over the girls and together the they jacked me off. I gritted me teeth, fighting off a groan. The teen’s boyfriend remained oblivious, focused on the movie, as his girlfriend was jerking my cock off. I fingered Mary’s cunt faster, rubbing her clit with the palm of my as I slipped two fingers in and out of her slippery hole.

Mary was kissing at my neck, panting in pleasure as I fingered her. Mary and the teen’s hand maintained a steady stroke, with a firm grip on my cock. Mary’s cunt tightened on my fingers and she gasped in pleasure, almost nibbling my neck as she came. I pulled my fingers out of her cunt and licked her tasty juices of my finger.

“I’m going to cum,” I whispered in her ear.

Mary smiled and bent over, sucking the head of my cock into her mouth. The teen girl, trying to stare straight ahead so her boyfriend didn’t notice what she was doing with my cock, kept right on stroking my dick. My cum flooded my fiancee’s mouth and she skillfully swallowed it down then sat back up, licking her lips.

I put my cock away and the teen girl sat silently, her face flushed and her eyes fixed rootedly at the screen. After a few minutes, Mary stood up. As she passed the teen, she whispered, “Bathroom, one minute.” The teen girl flushed and nodded, shivering in pleasure as Mary’s ass brushed by her face.

“I’m using the restroom,” the girl whispered to her boyfriend.

“Oh, sure Nina,” he absently said.

Nina’s boyfriend was transfixed by the movie, and didn’t realize his girlfriend was gone for almost fifteen minutes. She returned first, a few strands of hair escaping her tight braid, and a faint, tangy smell of pussy filled my nose. Mary returned a minute later and sat down then handed me a pair of blue panties, trimmed in lace.

I brought Nina’s panties to my nose and inhaled her tangy flavor. Then Mary kissed me on the lips and I could taste that same flavor on her mouth. My cock was hard in my pants and I had to experience Nina’s charms as well. I pulled out my cock, then leaned over to Nina’s ear, whispering, “You’re going to climb up on my lap and sit on my cock.”

Flushing, Nina stood up and did exactly that. My power gave her no choice in the matter. Pulling her skirt up and lowered herself to my lap. Her cunt sank slowly down on my cock and I moaned at the pleasure of her embrace. She was still facing forward, and anyone looking back wouldn’t realize that she was sitting on my lap unless they looked hard.

“What the hell,” her boyfriend hissed, finally noticing something was going on with his girlfriend.

“Just be quiet and watch the movie,” I ordered and he fell silent, eyes fixed on the screen.

I had Nina just sit on me, enjoying her velvety cunt twitch on my cock as she shifted her weight every few minutes. It was sweet torture and I found it hard to pay attention to the movie. But that was alright, the movie was proving to be a big disappointment, anyways.

After fifteen minutes of my cock buried up her twat, I came, gritting my teeth as a flooded her cunt. Nina gasped in startlement as she felt my cock flooded her teenage cunt. I stayed hard in her and she started wiggling more and more, her breath quickening. Then she started rocking on my cock. She was getting hornier and hornier, becoming so desperate to cum that she no longer cared she was in a theater full of people. Her cunt felt wetter, squeezing harder on my cock. Soft moans escaped her lips and she grabbed the empty chair before her and started using it for leverage as she rose up and down on my cock.

Nina started going faster and faster as her orgasm neared. Her body shuddered and her cunt spasmed on my cock as her cum rocked through her body and a soft gasped escaped her lips. A few people turned to look back at her and she stopped sat back down on my lap, impaling my cock all the way in her triggering my own orgasm and I flooded her cunt a second time.

“Did you enjoy the movie, hun,” Mary asked with a giggle, holding onto my arm, as we walked out of the theater into the parking lot.

“Well, I enjoyed Nina,” I said and Mary gave me a throaty laugh.

“Where shall we go for dinner?” Mary asked as we got in my Mustang.

“BJs?” I asked.

Mary rubbed my cock through my pants. “I need more than cum to eat, hun.”

“I meant the restaurant,” I said.

“So you don’t want me to suck your cock?” Mary asked with a mischievous grin.

“I always want you to suck my cock,” I told her and smiled as she unzipped my pants. I groaned as her mouth sucked my dick into her warm mouth.

My phone rang through the speakers of my car. The car radio was bluetooth enabled and on the display, the caller ID said my mom was on the phone. “She always calls when you’re sucking me off,” I muttered and hit the call button. “Hey, mom.”

There was silence and then a choking sob echoed through the car speakers.

Frowning, “Mom, what’s wrong.” Mary released my cock and sat up. “Mom?”

“Mark,” a strangled, dead voice said. It was barely recognizable as my mom’s voice. “I…I…”

“What is it, mom?” I asked, panic starting to squeeze my heart.

“You’re father…he’s d…” She took a deep breath. “He’s dead, Mark.”

I blinked. “What, mom?”

Stunned incomprehension rolled through my mind. He’s dead. The bastard’s dead. Why did I feel so strange. So empty. I hated the man most of my life. Once he hurt his back and went on disability, he changed. He started drinking, and then he started hitting. He treated me like garbage, always beating me for bullshit reasons. He used to beat my mom, always for the same stupid bullshit. Dinner wasn’t done, the house wasn’t clean, there was no bear in the fridge. It was the worst when he was drunk, and he was always drunk. So why didn’t I feel happy, elated. Hell, why didn’t I even feel sad. I felt nothing, just emptiness. My father was dead and I didn’t seem to care.

“How did he die?” I heard myself ask. Mary squeezed my hand, sympathy painting her face.

“I shot him.”

To be continued…

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If you do not like stories heavily involved with scat, do not read this.

WARNING: This story is fiction, but it contains a lot of scat references. So, if you don’t like that topic, do not read this story.

Slut Sorority initiation – Eta Mi Pi sorority

Beginning

It was the end of summer and my BFF from high school, Brittany, and me (Chelsey) headed off to Summer Orientation for our start of college. It is a small, state supported college and B, as I call her, and I thought it would be best to go to a small school to take the basic courses. Then, if we like school, and we find an area of study we want, we can continue at a larger, more well-known college. At least that is what we were thinking, anyway.

B and I pulled up to the University Center on campus and registered for Freshman orientation. We had already been accepted by the school, so it was just a question of finding out what was going on and where everything was located. We passed a table with some very pretty girls sitting at it with a sign to invite newcomers to their Sorority get together that night. We spoke with the girls at the sorority party table. They really seemed nice. They gave us a map on how to find the sorority house. It was a few blocks from campus. We could walk there later. They told us to dress very casually. It was an outdoor event.

“Hey, B, that sounds like fun. Let’s sign up to go”. Brittany was less of a party person than me, but she willingly signed up with me. B is a very pretty girl with thick, shoulder length dark hair and brown eyes. She has the kind of figure that all of us want, slim waist, curvy ass, and nice natural tits. She and I almost wear the same size, so it is great having her as a friend, since she doubles my wardrobe. She must have Italian blood in her heritage because she has a rich olive complexion and large dark nipples. Her pubic hair was rather course and thick, so she had it all Lasered off last winter. She was tired of looking like a bison down there. Now she is as bare as a baby.

I, by nature, do not have much pubic hair to deal with. I am a dark blonde, and my crotch has naturally light pubic hair that I keep trimmed very short. I shape it in a landing strip because it is easy to maintain. My tits are a bit bigger than B’s and I am also blessed with very pert and sensitive nipples. They give me away any time I am aroused. I hate to wear a bra, so my nipples are just part of what people see when I show up. She and I are both about 5ft 6” and we weigh about the same too, around 110 to 115 pounds. We were on the soccer team together in high school and stayed very fit playing that sport. We will certainly join some intramural teams to keep in shape.

“Hey Chelsey, time to go to the party, girl”, B reminded me after we had come back from walking the campus. “I need to change, so give me a minute”, I said. I chose a white, thin tank top and some cargo shorts to wear. I thought this would be a perfect outfit for an evening outside. Brittany was wearing a pullover collared golf shirt and shorts, but the shorts were cut very high, and her ass cheeks poked out when she bent over. I could see the thin outline of her tiny panties, cupping her butt. She looked great, as usual.

We found the Sorority house. This was the Eta Mi Pi Sorority, and they seemed like a fun group. We were handed a beer and a name tag and were shown the house. It had a large downstairs meeting room and kitchen. Upstairs were a lot of small dormitory type rooms that many of the girls lived in.

We were shown the outdoor area where there was a game of Corn Hole going on. I am pretty good at games, so I told our hostess, Jan, that we wanted to play. Jan put B and me on a team, and we started the next round. The rules were to drink a cup of beer, then try to toss a bean bag into the net of the corn hole platform. We had three tries each. I got two in. B was not as lucky and missed all three times. She had to drink another cup of beer. I think I think I will like playing these games.

We played for maybe 20 minutes and already had several cups of beer and were feeling no pain. The other girls were not quite as good at hitting the target, but they all had more beer than me. We were getting frisky and high fiving each other on this 4-person team as the beer made us all more friendly.

The Sorority president stood up and announced that Friday would start the pledge weekend. Anyone who wanted to join had to meet here at 3pm, after orientation was over, and start the process of joining. I did not see any reason not to join, so I convinced Brittany to sign up with me. Today was Wednesday, so we had two days of orientation and then the sorority stuff started on Friday. I could hardly wait.

Friday afternoon came quickly. Brittany and I wore shorts and cute tank tops to the sorority house. My breasts were jiggling, as they always do without a bra, and my nipples were prominent since I was excited to learn about sorority life. We were escorted by a member to the outdoor area where more games were set up. We again were handed a beer and shown where the keg was. I planned to drink plenty, since it was still warm outside, and I was already thirsty.

We got in line to play Corn Hole again. But this time the rules were a bit different. If we missed getting a bean bag in the target, we had to drink another beer, of course, but we had to remove a piece of clothing also! Shit. Strip Korn Hole? I didn’t have much to lose, so I had to concentrate when tossing the beanbag. I think the target was further away than when we played at the introduction party because I missed all but one. At least I did not have to take anything off. But poor Brittany missed all three and had to take off her tank top. She did not wear a bra either, so was baring her lovely breasts. The game continued and we each had to keep drinking beer before we tossed the next round of beanbags. By this time all of the other girls had lost their tops, and one was just in her panties. But she seemed to be enjoying herself.

A couple of rounds later and I had lost my top and shorts. B was also only wearing panties since she also lost her shorts and top. We looked at each other and wondered how long this game would continue. I was losing my ability to focus, and my naked tits were on display to the other girls. My nipples were rock hard. I gulped another beer and accidentally dripped foamy liquid all down my chest.

Brittany downed a beer and missed all three attempts and had to lose her panties. I missed also, so both of us were now completely naked in front of all these other girls. It was only then that I noticed that every girl in this pledge class was also naked. It was amazing that all of us were about the same size and shape. I wonder if we had been ***********ed to be in this sorority only based on our looks?

Jan, the leader called time out and those who lost their clothing should put them in the box she was holding. In a box? “We can’t get dressed?” I asked. Jan said, “No, sweetheart, that would defeat the purpose of playing our game. We have new challenges for you!” She continued. “The next game is for you to run into the University Center cafeteria and grab a fork or spoon and bring it to us. You have 15 minutes to run over there, right now, and grab one.”

“Are you kidding?” I pleaded. “We are all naked! Won’t we get arrested or something?”

“On your mark, get set, and GO!” Jan yelled.

All the other pledges seemed OK with this task, so B and I just gutted it up and ran over to the UC. We passed dozens of students along the way, as you would expect, since it was Friday afternoon. My tits were bouncing as we quickly ran to find a spoon. My nipples were rock hard, and my chest was pink with embarrassment and arousal. I have never been naked in public before, and this was dreadful but thrilling at the same time. B and I ran together. I watched her out of the corner of my eye and saw her breasts bouncing around excitedly. She had a strange grin on her face. We dashed thru the doors of the cafeteria and found the silverware trays. We both grabbed one and made a bee line out of the place. I crashed into a male student as I tried to get thru the doors to leave. We both got knocked to the ground, tangled together. I bet that was the best crash he’s ever been in. I just smiled as I apologized.

We all made it back to the sorority house with no other incidents and were laughing at the idea of having done that. My cooch was very wet and stimulated. Maybe the sorority life will be fun.

We all turned in our silverware, and sat in the folding chairs outside, still naked. “Now, girls, we have a fun event that might tell us about your dating history. We have a long rubber dildo here that you are going to deep throat. You will shove it as far down your throat as possible and hold it for 5 seconds. We will mark on the dildo with a marker pen where your lips are. Then write down your measurement. The winner will get to put on an article of clothing.” “Geez”, I said to the girl standing near me. “I don’t know how to deep throat. I never dated anyone long enough to care to learn to do that”.

All of us “pledges”, as they were calling us now, lined up. One by one we tried to deep throat that plastic dick. I could hardly get any of it down my throat. But after we were all done, I was in about the middle of the pack. A couple of the girls could deep throat that dildo all the way to their stomachs, apparently.

A chart was shown to us with all eight of the pledge’s names. And next to their name was how deep they could take that rubber dildo. “Now we know who the experienced sluts are, girls!”, announced Jan. “The girls who can take a dick that far down their throat are real keepers for their men! The top three of you get to put your panties back on. Those girls ran up to Jan and dug around the box until they found their own panties. As I watched I realized that any one of these girls could be a playboy model. I never really thought I liked the idea of being with a female but seeing these girls made my nipples tingle.

One of the girls asked Jan if we could take a bathroom break. We had been drinking beer and all of us had to pee badly. Jan said, “glad you brought that up, ladies. You will be peeing into this ice chest, right here. Everyone. You do not have permission to piss anywhere but in this container.

“You gotta be kidding me?”, B said in my ear. “What is the point of that?”. I told her I had no idea, but I had to piss badly. We each took turns squatting over the empty ice chest and unloaded our bladders. Soon it was about one third full of the yellow liquid.

Then Jan said, “bring over the beer keg”. She had two girls bring the keg to her and place it next to the piss filled ice chest. “Now, fill the ice chest to about half full of beer”. That was done, and I whispered to B, “What a waste of perfectly good beer”.

Then Jan said to the group, “OK, from now on, you will be drinking this beer/piss mixture. Just dip it out with your cup. Toast yourselves for being different than non-sorority girls!”

Holy shit. This is crazy stuff. I did not want to drink that crap. But Brittany calmly stepped up and dipped out a glass of the hazy mixture. She tipped her glass to me and drank it down. “Well, hell, if you can do it, so can I, B”, and I scooped up a glassful of the nasty blend and drank it in one long attempt. It really wasn’t that bad.

Jan announced that the evening was about over but for everyone to keep drinking the beer/piss until it was gone, then we could get dressed. I was anxious to put panties on, at least, so I downed another two glasses of the mixture. Soon the ice chest was empty, and we all got dressed and went to where we were staying. Jan told us to be back here in the morning to continue learning to be a sorority pledge. As we left, she handed each of us a large Tupperware with a lid. “One more thing, girls, you will only use this container to shit and piss in. You better bring it back with something in it tomorrow”.

I was shocked. I could not understand what the hell this was all about. Maybe they want to see how obedient we were. Will they reject anyone who is not compliant? I could care less about whether I shit in the container or in a toilet. It was all the same to me. Just weird.

The second day

Brittany and I slept as long as we could before needing to get up and going. We both had hangovers from the beer, and I found some aspirin for us. I had to piss and take a shit, so I used the Tupperware as instructed, then hopped in the shower. Brittany followed my lead and then we got dressed. We found a coffee shop and discussed our opinions about this sorority thing while being sober and alert. Brittany was OK with what we had been told to do so far but was not sure about the piss drinking. She thought it was weird, but not unpleasant. I agreed, but my suspicions were that this was a way to cull out the girls who won’t go along.

We arrived late morning at the Eta Mi Pi sorority house. It was buzzing with activity. Jan was standing in the middle of the big room. She told all of us that the first challenge today was going to be exciting. “It is breezy today, and that makes this next activity more fun!” she said cheerfully. Another girl handed each of us pledges a very small, frilly skirt. It was nearly see-thru and it was made of very light material. Jan told each of us to remove our shorts and put on the skirt. My skirt was barely long enough to cover my ass. I guessed we were going to put on a dance performance.

Jan said for us to load up in a few vehicles. We were headed downtown to a busy area. It was nearly lunchtime now and there would be a lot of visitors to the area who love to come downtown to eat in the outdoor restaurants. “You will each carry one of these cardboard boxes and you will walk down a few of the sidewalks in front of the restaurants. Then cross a few streets, then make a loop and come back. Oh, and take off your panties now, and hand them to me”.

“What’s in the box?” asked one of the girls. “Nothing”, Jan said. “The point of carrying the box is that it takes two hands to hold it. It is a nice, breezy day, and your skirt will be billowing up and showing off your naked ass and pussy. You won’t be able to hold down your skirt in the breeze, so you get to flash your ass, so to speak. We want you to get comfortable letting strangers see your womanly charms”.

Geez, this was not something I looked forward to doing, especially sober. I was wishing I had not drunk all that coffee this morning too, because I had to piss. I asked Jan if I had time to go to the bathroom before we left. She looked at me and then turned to the group. “A reminder, girls that when you are at the sorority house, ALL pissing is done in the ice chest and all shit must go in your Tupperware. And no tissue paper is allowed. You will line up alphabetically and the person next to you will be your Potty Partner.

“What the hell?” I muttered. Jan explained. “You must bond with your sister pledges. What better way to do that is clean them when they are done peeing or pooping? Your partner will lick you clean after every occasion of you using the ice chest or your Tupperware toilet. Understand?”

The girl who lined up next to me was a very pretty with light colored blonde hair. Her name was Devon and she and I already had several conversations during this pledge event. She was smart and funny. She looked at me and smirked “I hope you don’t need to shit any time soon, Chelsey!” It was not until Devon said that that I understood the full impact of what Jan just told us. Holy shit, she expects us to lick eat other’s ass if we poop? And lick cunts after we pee? Damn, this pledgeship thing is starting to concern me.

I looked my new “potty partner” in the eye and said, “I am sorry, Devon, but I have to pee really badly.” She gulped and realized that she had to clean me when I was done. “OK”, she said. I walked to the ice chest and squatted over it. I splashed loudly. Then I awkwardly squatted in front of Devon with my legs spread. She crawled in front of my cooch and used her tongue to lick off any dangling drops of piss. It seemed she took more time than necessary to clean me up, but I did not mind. Seeing her pretty face between my legs was quite stimulating.

There were several girls who had peed and were getting cleaned by their partners. Devon told me she would need my tongue later, since she already peed in the ice chest before we knew about the potty partner stuff. I secretly was disappointed but knew I would get to clean her eventually.

We loaded up and headed to the restaurant district of downtown. My heart was pounding. I could not believe we would purposely flash perfect strangers with our naked cunts and asses exposed. And Jan was right about the breeze. It was gusty as the wind snaked unpredictably between the buildings.

We scattered out in the downtown area so that we would not look like a flasher parade. We walked in pairs, as if we were moving from one office building to another. I could feel the wind caress my moist lady parts as I stepped off the curb to cross one of the busy streets. I heard a horn honk and a few whistles as the wind lifted my skirt up over my ass. I had to ignore it and keep walking. I turned and smiled at the drivers stopped at the lights as Devon and I casually crossed the street. Everyone got a good eyeful of naked young snatch that day. She and I crossed several more intersections and waited for the lights to change as the wind continued to expose our bare cunts to the drivers and those walking. The ones who got the best views were the diners, eating lunch at the outdoor cafes, getting an eyeful of our lady parts. I was so wet that it felt like my cunt juices were trickling down my inner thighs. I may need Devon to do a bit more clean-up on aisle V. My pussy tingled with that thought.

This event was over and each of us were giddy and laughing as we piled back into the cars. We folded and stashed the boxes in the trunk and were all smiled and blabbered on about what it was like to be exposed to strangers. I had to admit it was a great bonding experience.

We all continued to wear those short skirts when we returned to the sorority house. And we were not given our panties back, so we continued to be exposed to each other. Devon nudged me and told me she had to pee. I smiled and said “it’s about time! I was afraid you were going to blow up before I got to clean you!”. We walked together to the ice chest, and she squatted down over it. She really did have to pee, and it took a while for her to finish. I watched intently, waiting for her to finish, so I could clean her snatch. I laid on my back and told her to squat over my mouth. I smelled her musky fragrance as I leaned up to lick the last drops from her cooch. I took my time, savoring the aroma. I raised up to steal a long, slow lick of her clit as I was finishing. Devon looked down at me and smiled, holding my face between her palms. She rubbed her crotch on my face before she stood up. “Wow, that was the best piss I have ever had”, she said, deviously.

Jan told us about the next event. We were to play 4 on 4 volleyball in a rented gymnasium nearby. There would be some audience members who had sponsored the event for us. The game would be a best of three event, meaning that the first team to win two games would win the series. We put our uniforms on, consisting of panties, shorts and tank tops. No bras allowed. We drove to the gym and arranged the equipment for the game.

We set up the volleyball net and marked out the boundary lines. The gym was an old practice gym, and it was quite small. There were about 3 dozen spectators, who had paid an admission to the game already sitting in the stands. Most were men but there were a few ladies watching too. It seemed everyone in the stands was drinking beer and having a good time.

Jan told us the final set of rules for the game. “This is strip volleyball, girls! There are four of you on each team, of course, with two at the net and two at the rear of the court. Every time one of you serves, the other team rotates so that everyone has a chance in front of the net. But when a team loses a point, instead of a score, the girl on the right side of the net must remove a piece of uniform. You will run to the side in front of the spectators and remove it. Then the next ball is served. This will be fun!”

“Oh my gosh, more nakedness in front of others?”, I whispered to Devon, who was on my team. “Yes, I guess so.” She said quietly. My crotch was beginning to tingle at the idea of this.

One side served and at once the return was missed. The girl on the other team at the net had to run over and pull off a piece of uniform. She chose to remove her shorts, which made sense, to avoid showing her boobs to the crowd. The next serve was from my team, and we had a good volley going. But one girl on our side missed a return and soon it was Devon’s turn to take off clothing. She trotted to the sidelines and pulled off her shorts too. She has such a cute ass! I loved seeing her prance back to the court.

We had serves back and forth and it quickly became a strip show. Each girl had made at least two trips to the side to strip. By now I was wearing just my panties, and some girls had gotten completely naked. When I was at the net, in the “stripper position”, we missed the return. I had to move to the sideline and remove my last bit of cover. When I slid my panties off my butt, I turned and mooned the crowd. Then I pulled my ass cheeks apart and shook my booty at the lively crowd. Everyone cheered. I ran back to the court, blushing but very turned on. My team ended up winning that first game, and we ran to the sidelines to get dressed. We took the time to drink more beer, of course, and then started the next game.

The second game was like the first. It was a stripping contest masquerading as a volleyball game. The other team won, so after we got back in uniform and downed a few beers, we played the third game. I found it to be exhilarating to be playing like this, with the threat of being naked in front of strangers. I had no idea I was a closet exhibitionist. The third game was nearly over and most of us were completely naked, again. The final serve was tossed and the other team missed it. So, their last player to have panties on had to run to the side and pull them off for the crowd. She was red faced and she had to pry her panties from her crotch due to being so wet down there.

The crowd applauded and cheered for both teams. Which team winning didn’t matter. The point was to see young, fit college girls being “forced” to strip. We were all winners since I think all the players were completely turned on by the game.

We all got dressed again and headed back to the sorority house. Devon and I both had to pee like crazy. She pulled down her panties over the ice chest and flooded it with piss. I laid on my back and gestured her to come sit on me. I licked her clean and took my time. She tasted incredible. Then, we switched places, and I peed in the ice chest. Then, squatted on her lovely face letting her tongue caress my pussy. I was in no hurry to get up and she seemed very content to keep lapping the juices from my gash.

Other girls were lined up to use the ice chest too, and soon it had a load of warm, yellow piss in it. Then the keg was brought over, and beer was mixed in. We all grabbed glassfuls and drank it down. Not bad. I guess it is an acquired taste.

We had all dressed back into uniform and now noticed that a group of men were milling around waiting for the next event. We were randomly paired up with one of them and play another round of Corn hole. I was paired with a guy named Doug. He had been in the gymnasium and told me all of them paid a lot of money to rent the gym and watch us play. He said it was worth every penny. And then eight of the men paid an additional fee to play corn hole with us. I asked him if he had done this in a previous year with this sorority, and he said no. But when he heard about it this summer he was determined to get in on the fun. He was probably about 20 years old, very fit, and fun to be around. Not some sleaze bag.

We had eight pairs of men/women to make up the teams. We had two corn hole targets set up. They had been placed even further away than before, and we knew, after all the beer we’d been drinking, that it would be hard to get a bean bag in the hole. This was another strip event (shocking, I know) but this time, our male partners were included in the stripping. Each man wore hiking shorts and a T-shirt. I don’t know what they had underneath, but we were going to find out.

We all quickly began missing the target and had to remove a piece of clothing. In no time, I was only wearing my panties. When I would bend over to lob a toss at the target, my thong was crawling up my ass crack. My cunt was so wet that I am sure my panties were see-thru in the front. At every toss, my cunt was tingling like mad. If these men were not playing with us, I would have HAD to touch myself to get some relief.

Doug was a lot of fun to play with. He was witty and charming without being creepy. He was just here for fun and was really playing along with the event. He would stand behind me and nudge up against my ass, and “help” me toss the beanbag at the target. I could feel his erection throbbing on my ass and it made it almost impossible for me to concentrate on hitting my target. I soon was completely naked. So much for Doug’s “help”. I think he knew that.

Many of the teams were now completely naked as were some of the men, who were sporting impressive erections. It was quite comical to watch them carefully bending over to make a proper toss into the target, while their hard-on was bobbing around.

The game ended and I desperately needed some relief from the sexual tension that built up between me and Doug during the game. I grabbed his hand and found a secluded spot on the lawn and told him to lay down. He was already naked, so I did not need to remove anything. I just squatted over him and aimed his erect penis between my legs. I looked at him to see if this was OK, and he just grinned. I guess it was OK.

I slowly eased his hard prick inside my frothy cunt. I was so turned on by this time that I would have fucked anyone, but Doug was a great guy, and I was enthusiastic about fucking him. I bottomed out with my crotch against his. I stayed there, and bent over to give Doug a hot, wet kiss. I looked into his eyes and said “thank you, Doug. This means a lot to me that you are my first college fuck”. His eyes lit up and he leaned up to kiss me more.

We continued with me on top, slowly sliding up and down on his hard cock. I loved the sensation of his erection traveling in and out of my slit. When I bottomed out on him, I would grind my clit into his groin, which felt awesome.

He was beginning to get desperate, so he flipped me over. I was now on my knees and elbows, and he was behind me. He re-inserted his stiff tool in my cunt and began pounding me. I craned my neck around and shouted “fuck me, Doug! Make me cum! Fill my cunt with your jizz!”

He frantically stroked in and out and suddenly I had a crushing orgasm. I could feel every part of my body quiver from the knowledge that a guy I had just met an hour ago was about to cum inside me. He did. Doug grabbed a fistful of my hair and pounded away at my backside. He suddenly stiffened up and I could feel him ejaculate his sperm inside my desperate cunt. I had another orgasm as I felt each spurt bathe my vaginal walls. He filled me up.

He collapsed on top of me, so both of us were laying on the grass. I could feel his prick continue to pulse inside me. I was almost ready to pass out from the pleasure that had thoroughly drained me. We rested like that until we each caught our breath. He pulled out of me and flopped over on his back. I saw his prick, still hard, protruding from his crotch, so I did the polite thing and cleaned him off with my mouth. I sucked any remaining cum from his member and lapped up all our combined juices that I could find. Then I collapsed next to him and dozed off.

Jan’s voice woke me and so Doug and I found our clothes and got dressed without speaking. I looked at his face and could detect that he felt a bit guilty by fucking a young college girl. I held his face in my hands and told him it was one of the best sexual experiences of my life. I said I hoped I would see him again, soon. He smiled at me and said, “you can count on it, baby”.

I kissed Doug goodbye again and patted his ass as he left the building. Then I heard Devon’s stressed voice somewhere behind me. “Chelsey!, Potty Partner! Come quick, I have to pee, badly!” I found Devon and we dashed to the ice chest, where she quickly sat and drained her bladder. “Whoooee, I was afraid I would blow up before I found you, Chelsey!” I glanced at the front door and told her my guest just left. “I was a bit occupied by having the fuck of a lifetime,” I admitted. “Good for you, girl. I wasn’t so lucky. My guy was married, and he just wanted to play with naked girls but not fuck.” “At least he’s not a cheating bastard, I guess”. I told her.

“Now, bring that wet snatch over to my mouth so I can clean and pleasure you!”. She took my instructions well and we laid down on the grass, me on top, in a 69 position. Her dripping cunt needed attention. I lapped off all the pee drops and then explored her velvet petals further. I buried my tongue inside her as far as I could get. Knowing that she did not have a cunt full of cum was a bit of a downer, so I had to give her extra attention. I used the bridge of my nose against her clit and continued face fucking her lovely snatch. I loved the aroma of her female parts.

I tongued her as she was eating my cunt too. I could feel her tongue digging out the still warm sperm that Doug had so kindly deposited in me. It was draining out and she sucked it up as best she could. I suddenly was on the verge of another orgasm. Devon beat me to it and climaxed all over my face. Her orgasm triggered mine and I let loose a volley of female squirt that coated her face. We both gasped and flopped to the side, breathing hard. “I didn’t think there was any way I would climax again”, I told her, “After what Doug and I did, but you proved me wrong”. Devon just smiled and said, “you are very welcome”.

It was late, so I searched till I found Brittany, still naked, and chatting with a guy, also naked. They both looked like they had run a marathon. I walked to them and quipped “Looks like you two had fun, or were trying really hard to, anyway!”. B looked at her partner and grinned, then leaned into him for a kiss. “Well, I had fun, anyway…and I hope Brian here did too”. She grinned. So did Brian.

I told her it was time to head home. We found our clothes and shuffled off to our dorm room and crashed for the night.

Sunday

Today was the 3rd day of Sorority pledge weekend. So far it had been surprisingly fun. I never dreamed I would go along with running naked to the UC or parading downtown with no panties on and flashing strangers. And then playing strip volleyball and fucking the guy I played Corn Hole with! OK, I can believe I fucked Doug. That was awesome.

So, today, we met up and learned the history of this sorority. Eta Mi Pi has been on campus only a few years. The group is not affiliated with any national sorority chapter, just a single entity on this campus. We are supported by patrons, like the spectators who paid to watch us play strip volleyball and came back to the house with us. They pitch in financially to pay for the sorority house, utility bills and party costs. In return, they get special treatment by the girls of Eta Mi Pi.

After learning this, I began to realize that we were being whored out by the sorority to dozens of men. I did not know if I should be pissed off, or to be flattered. We got the benefits of the fun parties and have sex with mature men in a safe atmosphere rather than in the back seat of a car with some drunk college kid. After B and I discussed it on a break, we both felt it was no different than many other organizations that we might belong to, but we just paid admission with our bodies. I could live with that, considering I love to fuck. And now I know I am an exhibitionist too! And apparently, I am bi-sexual. I never knew that about myself.

There were more events scheduled for today, but first things first. We had to bring the shit/piss Tupperware containers and dump them into a big vat. Then we each peed in the ice chest. Then, we were cleaned by our Potty Partner. I loved that part! Then it was on to more games.

The first game was a tug-a-war. But not like anything I have ever heard of before. We were competing against just one other girl at a time. There was a 3 foot length of rope attached on each end to a large, black dildo. There was a loop screwed into the back end of the dildo where the rope was tied to it.

Each girl was naked, of course, as we are in nearly everything we do here. We would get on our hands and knees, facing away from the other girl. A dildo was inserted into each girl’s asshole, as far in as we could get it. Then we crawled apart from the other girl until the rope was straight between us. When Jan said “Go”, we would use our butt muscles to grab and hold the dildo in our ass, while trying to pull the dildo out of our opponent’s ass. This was another best of three event to determine the winner. Eight players, four winners in the first round, then the second round has four players and two winners. The last round is between the last two winners.

The loser of each round had to clean both dildos with her mouth and wipe them dry. They needed to be dry for there to be a way for them to stay in the girl’s ass when the tugging started. No one wanted to be the loser, so there was a competitive spirit to the game. Each player downed a glass of beer before each attempt.

It turns out I was paired against a chick named Gwen. She was taller than me and a bit thinner. I hoped that my soccer history gave me stronger abdominal muscles than Gwen. We were already naked and were in position on the ground. Jan gave each of us a dildo and told us “Ladies, secure your dildos!”. I eased mine in as far as the end of it would allow. It was tough to shove it in with no lube, but lube would make it impossible to keep in. The eyebolt and the knot were the only things I could feel sticking out of my ass. It hurt, but in a pleasant way.

We were told to crawl forward until we could feel a slight tug on the rope. Then, Jan said “Go, bitches! Pull out her plug!”. Neither of us jerked against the rope. I know that I did not want to pull it out of my ass, so I carefully squeezed against it, and leaned forward. I could not feel any movement, but my ass muscles quickly got fatigued. That was part of the contest, I guess, to see who outlasted the other in this odd tug of war.

I could not feel it move, but suddenly the dildo popped out of Gwen’s ass. I was relieved that I won the first round. We each downed another beer and got back in position. I shoved it as far up my ass again as possible, and felt it was securely lodged inside me. We were told to pull, and this time it slipped out of me first. Damn! I don’t know what happened. I lost concentration for a second and it popped out.

Another beer and another re-insertion of the dildos in our asses. I was more careful this time and did not pull hardly at all. I just concentrated on not letting mine slip out. In a few moments, Gwen’s dildo popped out. Wheeuu. This was harder than I thought it would be. We downed another beer and got in position again. It was 2-1 in my favor and all I had to do was outlast Gwen’s ass muscles. We were given the signal to start, and I almost lost it right from the start. Gwen had changed tactics and pulled hard at the beginning. I clamped down as hard as I could, like I was trying not to take a shit, and was able to hold in the dildo. Gwen lost her grip, and it popped out of her. I was the winner of this first round. Gwen, as the loser, had to clean both dildos with her mouth and wipe them dry with a towel. Her dildo was smeared with a sheen of poop, but mine came out fairly clean. So, Gwen mostly only got stuck licking off her own shit.

The second round started, and half of the girls were eliminated. It was interesting watching some of the girls’ wince when they had to lick the dildos clean. But some girls just popped the dirty things in their mouth like it was nothing. I am not sure what my reaction would be, so I hoped I would not find out.

We all had more beer, then the second round was to begin. There were only two contests, since four of the eight girls were eliminated. It was now me against a girl named Rhonda. She was athletic and well-toned. This might be tough for me. I hope my ass muscles could take it.

We did our insertions, and then Jan said “begin!” I used my same tactic of not pulling, just waiting for the opponent to tire out. It seemed to work, and I won all three of my attempts against Rhonda. I actually enjoyed watching her clean both dildos. She made it look sexy.

We took a last break, drank another beer and got into position for the last time. It was me against Brittany, which makes sense since she and I both were athletic and strong. She was gonna be tough competition. My asshole was really tired. When I shoved the dildo inside it just slipped in like nothing. I could hardly grip it. This was not good. Brittany was stronger and she managed to win the first attempt. I lost my dildo almost immediately. Concentrate, Chelsey, dammit!” I told myself. I didn’t want to lick those dildos. Or maybe I did.

We drank a beer and got into position again. This time, I visualized holding a plug in my ass, and I eventually won when I felt Brittany’s dildo pop out. Yea!. We continued until one of won three times.

It was now 2 and 2 so we were very close in anal strength, apparently. Who knew that this specific human characteristic would EVER be measured in life? But now it was a contest. May the best asshole win!

We were back in position. I thought I would get tricky this time and lunged forward quickly when Jan gave the word. My tactic failed and my dildo popped out before I even knew it. DAMN. Brittany beat me. She had the strongest asshole in the pledge class. I think she said the theme song from Rocky was playing in her head after her victory. Now I had to do the dirty work of cleaning both dildos. She handed me hers with a smirk on her face. “Here you go, bitch! Suck hard!”

I grabbed her dildo and studied it briefly, then popped it in my mouth as far as I could get it. It was warm and smelly, just as you’d expect something to be if it was just pulled out of an asshole. But the taste was not bad since there was not enough shit on it to give much flavor.

I licked the entire surface and when it was clean I wiped it dry. Then I picked up my dildo. The end away from the rope connection had a large blob of shit on the tip that went down at least an inch from the end. Damn, I guess my bowels gave up and let loose a turd when it popped out of my ass. I did not hesitate and jammed the dirty end of the shaft into my mouth and sucked hard to get the blob off. It rolled around my mouth, and I had to chew it to swallow. Then I licked the rest of the shaft clean and wiped it dry. It was quite a strong taste and unpleasant, but not so bad to make me gag. It was just poop. I could learn to like it.

We drank more beer and took a long break. My asshole really needed it, and I hope we had no more contests using those muscles. If you remember, we had all been instructed to save our shit and piss in large Tupperware containers. None of us knew yet what that was for. We soon found out.

Jan instructed for a small plastic kiddie pool to be brought out. It was probably 5 feet across and about a foot deep. Then we were told to bring all the shit-filled Tupperware containers and dump the contents into the pool. Then, the piss collected today in the ice chest was dumped in the pool. It was an awful looking muck. After that, a garden hose was brought over and water was added. We waited a while to let the mixture dissolve the shit. After a few more beers, and more piss from the ice chest, that we kept using to get rid of the beer we’d drunk that day, the cess pool, as I called it, was about half full. Jan had all us pledges take turns stomping the undissolved turds with our feet, like we were stomping grapes for making wine. It quickly became a soupy mess.

We still did not know anything about how this nasty stuff was to be used until Jan showed us a small plastic toy duck. It had been filled with water and the opening sealed up so it would sink. She tossed it into the filthy sludge, and it quickly disappeared.

All eight of us pledges were naked, of course, and Jan told us the rules of this new game. She told us “This game is like the last game, where two of you will compete against one another. There will be four contests, then the four winners of those will compete. There will be two winners left, who will then compete to see who the game winner is. Oh, and your hands will be tied behind your back. The challenge is to locate the sunken rubber ducky and get it out of the pool….using only your mouth.”

There was a collective gasp from all of us. With our mouth? Is Jan crazy?

This detail of using our mouth to locate the rubber ducky, in the sludge of shit, hit all of us hard. It was almost unthinkable to ask us to wallow in that dank soupy mess, but to put our faces in it and use our mouths….? OMG.

I could not bite my tongue and stay quiet. I had to ask….”Jan, Is this the last game? Are we finished after this? This is almost too much to ask us to do.”

Jan looked at me with a cold grin. “Chelsey, you don’t have to participate in this game. You can leave the pledge ship now if you are quitting. But I don’t think you are a quitter. Each of you girls were chosen based on what we learned of your background and attitude. All of you have been on sports teams. All of you have the drive and determination to overcome obstacles. Each of you exhibit an avant-garde attitude about sexual mores. In short, you have the kind of personality that we want at Eta Mi Pi. We want each of you to finish the pledge ship program and be sisters with us forever”.

Jan’s speech left us dumbfounded. We just looked at each other blankly. No one wanted to quit, but we could not imagine doing this challenge. Until Brittany suddenly jumped into the ankle-deep stew of filth, held her hands behind her back, and said “Tie me up, I am not a quitter!”

All the other pledges looked at her in shocked silence, then began clapping and yelling. They were all ready to keep going. I guess this meant I was gonna keep going too. We were all gonna be sewer sisters together.

Jan grinned and yelled “Alright, now! That’s the spirit! Let’s go. Gwen is paired up with Brittany. Let the best Shit Slut win!”

Gwen and Brittany had their hands secured behind their backs. They got on their knees in the kiddie pool, The sludge was about 6 inches deep and the rubber duckie had been tossed in and lost. Jan said “Kiss each other to begin. Remember, you are the sexiest shit sluts on the planet”. Both girls eagerly leaned into the other and both engaged in a long, wet kiss.

As I watched them kiss, my cunt flushed suddenly with wetness. I had a pang of jealousy as I stared at B and Gwen making out. I wanted to kiss Brittany badly. After this is over, I am gonna ravish her.

Jan said “Go!” to the two girls. Neither hesitated and leaned forward, burying their faces in the smelly muck. They swished their heads around like a starving animal looking for food in a mud puddle, except it was not mud. They would come up for air, and the filthy concoction would pour off of their heads and drain from their chins. Their mouths would gape open as they tried not to breath with their nose, to avoid the smell.

Brittany dove back in and frantically swept the bottom of the kiddie pool with her face, then suddenly started struggling. We could not see thru the muck, but her face emerged with a dark, slimy object locked in her teeth. The sewer sludge drained out of her mouth between her jaws after she emerged. She quickly leaned over the edge of the pool and spit the rubber duckie to the ground.

“Yeah, Brittany!” I yelled. “You found it! Awesome!”

B looked at me in triumph as the shit stew drained from her face. She was breathing hard from her effort. Her beautiful smile and those white teeth were brown with the slurry she had been wallowing in. She looked beautiful. I could not help myself. I grabbed her face and gave her a long, passionate kiss.

After we broke apart, Brittany looked at me and said “WOW!, that kiss made it worth it!”

Jan tossed the rubber toy into the sludge and called two names. Both girls hopped into the pool and had their arms tied. They got on their knees and kissed each other for “good luck”, I suppose. Then Jan said “GO!”

Both girls dove under the surface like ducks looking for crustaceans. They swirled around, stirring up the muck with their faces, trying to find the toy. Each girl came up to get a breath 4 or 5 times before one of them finally emerged with the toy lodged in her teeth. She had a death bite on the toy so she would not drop it and need to go searching again. She spit it out on the ground and stood up in victory. The other girl just gasped and stayed on her knees until she caught her breath.

When it was my turn, I was paired with Devon, my lovely new sorority pledge friend. We both climbed in the pool and had our hands bound behind us. We both instinctively leaned into each other and kissed. I winked at her and detected a blush. The rubber duckie was already in the sludge and lost before the shout from Jan to “Go!”

I did not know what to think about this awful stuff I was supposed to put my face in to find a toy, so I did not think about it. I just let pure gut instinct take over and I bent down into the muck and frantically swept the pool bottom with my face. I could not feel anything but lumps of undissolved turds on the bottom. At first when I found a large one, I thought it was the toy, and I latched on to it. But then my teeth sunk into it and it broke apart in my mouth. Damn, that was not it. I kept going, not wanting to waste time surfacing to catch a breath. I could barely hear the cheers of the girls around me as Devon and I sloshed under the surface of the shit stew. My lungs were about to burst but at the last second before I was going to come up for air, my nose bumped into the toy. I then opened my mouth wide to try and capture it. It scooted around the pool bottom, and I could not latch on to it with my mouth. I needed air, but I was so close to grabbing it that I had to stay and try. I finally found it again and grabbed it with my teeth. I gasped as I broke the surface of the sludge pond and spit the filthy toy out. I hoped I got it outside the pool since my eyes were tightly shut. I damn sure didn’t want to get any shit sauce in my eyes.

Devon was still under the surface not knowing I had won. Someone grabbed her so she would not have to spend another moment in the sewer sludge. I turned to look for her, as she emerged like the creature from the Black Lagoon, with shit goo oozing down her face from her hair. She had blobs of poop dangling from her beautiful large breasts. I shook the feces soup from my face and squinted to see how she was doing after her dive in the dank butt stuff.

So, now there were four players left, so two middle round contests to go next. It was nearly the same outcome for Brittany. She beat her competitor to the nasty toy duck almost immediately. Later she told me it was pure luck to find it so quickly.

My second round was next. Jan had us turn back-to-back and then she dropped the rubber duckie behind and in between us. So, we had to turn around on our knees and try to balance with our hands still bound behind our back. This took the luck out of finding the toy quickly since both of us had equal luck to find it I dunked my face and began manically sweeping the pool bottom. I hit my opponent’s head a few times since we figured it to be in the same spot. I guess I did get lucky anyway and found it before she did. I managed to get it in my mouth and spit it on the ground in fairly short time. The most difficult part of this game was to make my mouth open when I knew the sewer soup was going to flood my mouth and throat. That part was tough.

So, it was time for the third part of the game. Just me and the final winner. And of course it was Brittany. I wanted her to win, but my competitive brain was very strong. We got on our knees, again back-to-back and the toy was dropped in between us. I felt it glance off of my butt cheek, so I knew which side to pivot to and begin my search. But I lost my balance when I rotated and fell into the muck before I got around. Then, with my eyes now closed, I was not sure how far to turn. I plunged back into the nasty stuff, and did my usual sweeping action to find the damn duck. I got lucky and felt it hit my chin. I stopped moving and felt around for it with my face, then opened my mouth when I felt it hit my lips. I clamped on it and pulled it up. Brittany must have realized I bumped it because she surfaced at the same time as me.

The toy was in my mouth, as the sewer soup drained from my maw. I shook the sewer sludge off my face and made sure I was aimed outside the pool before I spit it out. I saw Brittany sitting there. I paused. Then I edged over to her, and she knew to open her mouth. We both bit on it and walked on our knees to the edge and dropped the damn, nasty thing over the edge. We were cheered and Jan yelled “It’s a tie!” I looked at Brittany and her lovely mouth, covered in shit. Her kiss was what I wanted. I leaned into her and plunged my tongue into her willing mouth. We kissed as passionately as two lovers could when both are covered head to foot in sewer sluice. We were still locked together when our hands were cut free. I then grabbed her face and continued my assault. She kissed me back and our arms wrapped around each other like we had been apart for years.

Jan interrupted our kiss by asking if we wanted to stay in that shit all day? We broke off the kiss and climbed out. There was a hose nearby and someone started hosing us off. We were the only two still covered in shit. I had the stuff in my mouth, ears, and I am sure in my cunt and every opening to my body. I grabbed the hose and did the honors to B and rinsed her face and hair. Then I shoved the end of the hose in her cunt and flushed it out. I did the same for my own cunt. No telling what kind of germs were lodged in there from this contest.

After we all were somewhat clean, the beer was brought out and we began drinking heavily. I wanted to get drunk to wash my brain of this ordeal. Brittany had the same idea. We parked our naked bodies on the ground, near the keg, and continuously refilled each other’ glass.

I had not noticed, but while Brittany and I were finishing the final contest the yard had filled with the same spectators that came to the house after the volleyball game. I spotted Doug in the crowd, and he came over and kissed me. He ignored the stench still emanating from my pores, and I eagerly kissed him back. He was wearing shorts and a T-shirt and I could see smudges of shit on his shirt. I guess I was not very clean after all. He ignored the filth. He picked me up and carried me to the same spot where he and I fucked yesterday. He stripped down and was soon on top of me. I could feel his hard member split the lips of my cunt and enter me. I could not believe he even wanted to touch me, let alone kiss and fuck me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him deep inside me. I instantly had an orgasm when he bottomed out in me. It felt glorious.

We were tangled together like that for a while, then I told him not to cum in my pussy. He looked at me strangely, then pulled out. I got on my hands and knees and told him to fuck my ass. That was the most fitting hole for his cum today. He did not need to be asked twice and eagerly speared my asshole with his hard member. I could feel every inch of his manhood as it pushed inside my anus. He filled me deeply. I told him to “fuck the shit out of me”. He did. He pounded his cock in me until I had another crushing orgasm, and then I could feel him unload several jets of sperm inside me. I could feel each one bathe my rectum. Then he collapsed on top of me. We laid there, together, until his erection slipped out of my ass. He said “You are so fucking awesome, Chelsey. You are just incredible.”

We found the hose and rinsed off the sweat, grass clippings and remaining shit soup, as best we could and joined the other girls and spectators. A few of the men were still fucking some of the girls. It was a great tension breaker from the ordeal we had all just finished.

Jan called us all together and made an announcement. She had been keeping score of who won the most events. That girl would get one last special treatment, courtesy of our male sponsors. “The winner, and most competitive girl I have ever seen in the sorority pledge weekend history, is Chelsey.” I was astonished. I thought I was the least likely to be the best since I was constantly thinking this was a crazy way to get eight girls to bond together. But I guess being naked together, exposing ourselves to strangers, and wallowing in shit is one way to make a girl bond with her fellow victims.

Jan had me come to the center of the yard and kneel on the grass. Eight of the male patrons circled around me. They were all naked now and were sporting impressive erections. They each had one of the girls of the pledge class kneeing in front of them. The girls, on cue, began sucking the men’s hard ons. Jan was working on Doug. I wondered if she knew she was tasting my ass on his dick. I liked the idea of that, and grinned. Then, one man quickly stepped in front of my face and jacked off. He shot a load of warm sperm on my face. Wow, that was unexpected. Then another man hopped up and spew a load of cum on my face too. All the men shot a load of jizz on my face and I was soon coated with spunk. It was running down my face and blurring my vision. The final person ready to unload on me was Doug. Jan had managed to coax out another load and he energetically blasted it on my face. I opened my mouth, and he let me suck off the final drops.

So, earlier I was covered in shit stew, and now coated with man juice. I prefer the man juice. Jan told everyone the pledge class had concluded, and we had all made the cut. We were now officially Eta Mi Pi girls. Everyone cheered.

I got hosed off again and found my clothes. It had been so long since I had to take them off that I was not sure where they were. I am very comfortable now being naked around others, so I really didn’t care if I were dressed or not. I just waited for the air to dry me off, while Doug and I chatted. I told him that after I had a good bath, and had my lady parts all cleaned up, I was anxious for him to “Eata My Pie”. He said he’d be honored.

The next weekend we had the official swearing in of all new members of Eta Mi Pi. The final act of the ceremony was to remove our panties. “Here we go, again”, I nudged Brittany. We were individually taken to a room off the main hall and told to lay on a bed. There was a person in the room I had not seen before, who wore a surgical mask and gloves. Oh shit, what is going on? The final act to join was to get our clits pierced. I was afraid of the pain but figured that all the other sorority girls had gotten pierced like this so I could do it to. The needle felt awful as it stabbed thru my most sensitive tissue. I thought I might pass out, but the pain went away quickly. The Jewelry attached to the piercing, was the Pi symbol. The symbol dangled just under my clit. We would now always wear a symbol of the sorority on our body. I proudly displayed it to Doug later that night.

END

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My man Roger and I have a good sex life though before I met him I was used to one dimensional vanilla sex. Over time he introduced me to a range of sexual variations.

I am Anne, of Spanish / English descent, forty-eight years old, a voluptuous size 12-14 Libran, my olive skin is good, I still have my looks and a strong sex drive. And my legs and firm dimple free, forty-two inch as is a huge turn on for my man.

I had never had my cunt licked to orgasm before I met him and the first time was a huge discovery of exciting new sexual pleasure for me. I loved the way he talked to me as he was licking and teasing my clitoris then my cunt lips as he slowly got me to a fantastic orgasm with his wet and strong tongue. He told me after as we were fucking he almost suffocated as I pulled his lips and tongue into my sopping wet cunt while he had his hands holding my arse cheeks.

Every week after that he would shave my pubic hair to his satisfaction, something I found very enjoyable and wonderful foreplay – none of my other lovers had ever wanted to shave me. After a few weeks all I had was a thin mohawk style strip above my cunt lips. Great fun telling my girlfriends about it and their reaction

The next time, after he had licked me for what must have been ten minutes he inserted a large vibrator in me and slowly increased the speed as I screamed, ‘fucking magic baby, don’t stop’ and squirted.

The next time he was licking my cunt he handed me my phone and asked me to phone one of my girlfriends and to talk about anything but sex. As I got closer to orgasm my girlfriend was asking me if I was alright and if something was wrong as I orgasmed.

She phoned me back the next day to ask me about that phone call. “I thought so, I wish you described what was happening. Next time tell me about while it is happening,” she said when I told her what my man was doing to me at the time.

And the next time I did with the phone on speaker so she could hear Roger talking to me as well. Very exciting.

A few weeks later he persuaded me to sit on his face for the first time while he lay on his back on the bed so I could watch him licking my cunt in the wall mirror. He had my arse cheeks in his hands as he manipulated my body so that I was sliding my cunt lips along his tongue. I could hear strange mewing noises while I enjoyed watching him pleasuring me in the mirror. As I got very close to cumming I realized it was me making the noise. And the way he fucked me for thirty minutes after that was fantastic sex.

Roger introduced many variations for our mutual pleasure as he licked me to orgasm: inserting chocolate bars in me, licking and eating them as well as me, licking champagne from my cunt lips and rubbing ice blocks along my cunt lips with them in his mouth.

While we were having regular sex, my favorite was being fucked from behind as we lay sideways on the bed, Roger would tell me, ‘would love to have another woman really turned on watching me fucking you, she could ogle your glorious ass and lick your nipples while I fuck you. And if she likes my cock, even better.’

I had been bi-curious for years and due course I agreed and we decided on a mutual acquaintance, Sandra a lipstick lesbian, who had often told us about her bisexual experiences. She was ten years younger than us and a very attractive woman who exuded sex appeal.

The deal was Sandra would sit fully clothed in a chair near the bed and watch Roger fuck me from behind as we lay sideways. Roger told her we wanted to really turn her on while she watched and she could say and do anything she liked while we fucked.

We were both very skimpily dressed and as Sandra sat down Roger slipped my gown off leaving me wearing just a small, very tight white g-string which accentuated my all over tan and ass cheeks.

“I never realized you had such a sensational ass, awesome, you are a very fuckable, sexy woman,” Sandra whispered as Roger kissed and licked both sides of it and slid my g-string off.

Roger was wearing just a pair of jeans and I stood behind him and slid them down to his ankles, teased his nipples then his very erect cock.

“What a cock, I never realized you were so well hung, I am going to enjoy this.” Sandra whispered as Roger tongue kissed me.

I love flaunting my naked body and flaunting it for a male who is about to fuck me and female who is going to watch him fucking me at the same time is very exciting for me.

“Enough foreplay, let’s fuck,” Roger smiled as we positioned ourselves on the bed with Sandra watching our every move in the wall mirrors.

“Watch and enjoy Sandra.”

He grasped my ass cheeks firmly in his hands as he slid his rock hard cock into my eager, very wet cunt.

“Wow, you two are awesome fucking like that.

“Your nipples are like bullets,” Sandra whispered as she licked them in turn.

For the first time in my life another woman’s lips and tongue have touched my naked body – and I love it with my man’s rock hard cock in me while his body is slamming into my ass cheeks.

I watched fascinated, and very turned on, as she has her skirt up around her waist, legs wide apart as she inserted a large vibrator in her neatly shaved cunt. Turning another woman on while she watches my man fucking me is heightening my sexual pleasure.

“Anne has never had a lesbian sex experience, I want her to have a full-on one while I watch one day.”

“Count me in, I would love to give her the first one, especially while you watch.

“Now fuck her really good for me, I love watching.”

And Roger did and all three of us had mind blowing simultaneous orgasms.

A week later Roger has me primed for my first lesbian experience. He has been showing me lesbian clips on XNXX featuring bi-sexual porn stars while he licks my freshly shaved cunt. I am surprised how much they enjoy their lesbian encounters, in some cases more than having sex with a man.

He has helped me choose what to wear, or not to wear, for the occasion, heels, a mini-skirt that barely covers my cunt and ass cheeks, a thin gold chain around my waist that hangs a few inches above my naked cunt and a skimpy short top completely unbuttoned to highlight my cleavage.

“You look sensational baby, and very fuckable,” he tells me in an agitated voice, his erection obvious in his tight jeans with no shirt.

“This is a big moment for both of us, a new sex experience and new sexual pleasure. Enjoy while I watch.”

Sandra arrives right on time and I am looking forward to the new sexual experience of a full on lesbian seduction from a younger, very attractive bi-sexual woman.

“Wow, love the pics of you posing naked on the walls Anne, you are very photogenic.”

“Roger is a very keen photographer and gets a buzz from photographing me naked and as you can see he has an ass fetish.”

Our first contact is electric as we tongue kiss and Sandra whispers, “I have been wet for you all week, very wet. I want to give you saphic pleasure like you have never had,” she whispers as she undresses me and leads me to the bedroom.

She is wearing heels and a knee length skirt and as she reaches behind her it drops to the floor leaving her completely naked.

We have our hands all over each other as we kiss each other’s nipples. Hers are very erect and the sensation of her sliding her very erect nipples along mine is exquisite.

I love having the insides of thighs teased and licked and Sandra appears to be aware of it as she licks them very teasingly to a point just short of my cunt lips.

The first time I feel the tip of her tongue on my cunt lips is absolute sexual magic. And it gets even better as she finds my very engorged clitoros. I love my clit being stimulated and the new pleasure of a woman doing it with her tongue.

“I love watching you two baby, very exciting for me,” Roger mutters as I look up briefly and notice him teasing his roaring erection with his fingertips.

Sandra tells me to kneel over her face as she rubs a very erect nipple along my very wet cunt lips.

“Love licking you with my hands on your gorgeous big ass. And I love your man watching while he is teasing his big cock.

“Are you enjoying me licking your cunt lips?

“I can stop if you want me to,” Sandra teases knowing I am past the point of no return.

“Lay on your back and prop yourself on your elbows and you can watch me licking you.

“Are you getting close? I think so, your body is very tense,” Sandra whispers as she has her arms wrapped around my thighs.

I am so close to a mind blowing orgasm, my first ever from a female, that I cannot speak.

All I want to do is enjoy the mind blowing orgasm that is so close, so close I want to prolong the build-up and pleasure while my man is watching.

“Cum for me Ann, cum for me, now,” Sandra whispers as my whole body shakes and shudders.

“Again for me, again and again,” she whispers as she does wonderful things to my cunt lips with her tongue while Roger is licking my nipples.

Double pleasure as a male and female are licking my most sensitive sexual contact points.

“Love watching another woman fucking you with her tongue baby, now show Sandra what you can do,” Roger tells me as I position Sandra on her back so I can have the second part of my first ever lesbian experience.

I am hesitant at first as I lick Sandra’s very erect nipples but her reaction is a huge turn on for me.

My sexual experiences are about to take a huge leap as I prepare to lick another woman’s cunt lips for the first time as I wrap my arms around her legs.

Just as my tongue makes contact with her cunt lips I can feel Roger grasping the cheeks of my ass, then his rock-hard cock is sliding into me and he is fucking me from behind as I pleasure Sandra.

“How many times have I told you baby that I wanted to fuck you like this while you licked another woman?”

“Now we are doing it, right now.”

“You are very good Anne, very good. Are you sure you haven’t done this before?

“Love you licking my cunt lips while I watch your man fucking you.”

There is making love, straight out fucking and now this, my ultimate sexual experience as I pleasure a younger woman with my tongue while my man is slowly fucking me in sync.

I can sense Sandra is close to orgasm as I tease her cunt lips with just the tip of my tongue and enjoy the power I have over her at that moment.

“So good, fuck my cunt, so good, fuck my cunt, so fucking good, fuck my cunt,” she is almost chanting as I feel a great sense of relief at giving another woman an orgasm for the first time in my life as my man starts to increase the intensity of his long strokes as he fucks me.

By the time Anne has her fourth orgasm while I pleasure her with newly discovered tricks using my tongue, lips and fingers the three of us have totally lost our inhibitions as we urge each other to new sexual highs.

Not sure who made the most noise as they climaxed, Anne, Roger or me.

“Can I have Roger next time?” Anne asks coyly as we wind down.

“Would love to suck his big cock while you fuck me with your tongue.

“Very tempting, wait and see,” I reply.

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In the wake of their Quest’s completion, Angela and her companions face decisions about their future.

The Knight and the Acolyte
Book Ten: The Flaming Woman
Chapter Twelve: Decisions
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this.

Aurora Xandra – Dominari’s Lair, The Despeir Mountains

Conflict warred through me as I watched my husband administer Thrak the healing potion. The orc drank the creamy elixir, his wounds knitting together. Elation and anger, joy and horror swirled through me. Chaun lived. He survived the fight with the dragon.

He fucked my mother.

The images the Goddess Slata showed me burned through my mind: Chaun in my father’s form seducing my mother, mounting her, fucking her, making her moan and gasp and break her marriage vows. My husband survived, and he betrayed me. Betrayed everything my people stood for. How could he do it?

The anger beat faster and faster, a drum drowning out the symphony of joy at his survival. It grew louder with every roaring thud. My heart pounded in my chest. I clenched my hands as I glared at his back.

His pointed ears twitched, thrust black through silver hair. He turned, staring up at me, and I could see it in his face. The guilt. The words spilled out of my mouth, “You did it. You slept with my mother!”

He nodded his head, his eyes glossy.

The anger’s beat exploded through my ears. I couldn’t hear anything else. He did it. The Goddess showed me truth. How could he fuck her? How could he assume my father’s form and violate their nest? He made her his whore.

Just like he made me.

With a screech, my body transformed. I couldn’t look at him. I wanted to rip out his eyes. His cock. I became a hawk, my toes growing into sharp talons, my lips into the sharpest beak. I spread my feathered wings wide, screeching again.

A single flap, a single swipe of claws. I could hurt him.

He survived.

I flapped my wings. He didn’t flinch as I launched at him. My claws flexed. But I tucked them beneath my body. Another flap propelled me up and over his head. I winged towards the exit of the cave. I flapped harder and harder, the wind howling past me as I burst out into the overcast day, a soup of murkiness wreathing the mountains. I soared past Angela sitting at the cliff’s edge and danced on the air currents swirling through the pass.

How could he do that to my mother?

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Warlock Faoril

Aurora’s screech echoed through the cave, drawing my attention away from my wounded husband. Chaun, kneeling on the other side of Thrak, flinched as his wife flapped over his head. He turned, watching her soar out the cave, his shoulders sagging.

No one was happy. Thrak, groaning beneath me as his wounds healed, grimaced. There was pain in his eyes, and I knew it wasn’t from his injuries. Slata had shown me my betrayal, and Thrak had seen his.

I stroked his face as Chaun slumped. I traced my husband’s brutish features, brushing the bone piercings dotting lips and eyebrows and nose. My fingers were pale on his swarthy skin. I reached his woolly hair, sliding through the thick curls, my fingers growing tangled in the strands.

“She showed you the truth about Serisia’s death?” I asked.

His hands clenched. Murderous rage flashed through his eyes. “Bruk!”

“Your brother?” I gasped in shock. “He…”

He grunted again, a deep, snarling rumble bursting from him.

“So we’ll be traveling to your home after all,” I said.

“You understand.”

“I do.” I leaned down, kissing his forehead. “I know you, Thrak. He has to die. You have to kill him.” It was so strange to speak of such callous murder, but I had known Serisia, if only briefly as a spirit. Such a loving woman. Thrak would have been happy living his life with her. I never would have met him, but he wouldn’t have had this sadness that not even I could touch.

“What about you?” he asked, sitting up, the wound almost knitted in his side, the dragon’s bite vanished. Only his blood remained behind.

The images of Saoria’s betrayal, sabotaging my vials and ensuring that I failed the test, hurt, but it was an old pain. “It doesn’t matter. It won’t change anything.”

“Change?”

“I’m still a Warlock. The Magery Council won’t let me retake the Test if I expose her treachery.”

His eyes narrowed. “You didn’t make a mistake.”

“I did, just not the mistake I thought.” I believed Saoria was my friend. I took a deep breath. “I’m a Warlock. That’s who I am.”

Saying those words filled me with a kind of peace. It wasn’t a great peace, giving up my lifelong dream, but it was gone, evaporated. Angela would never be High Queen, she would never reinstate me. My life was different. I was a Warlock, free of the Magery Council’s rules.

“I can do as I please, Thrak. It’s…freeing.”

“And what is that?” he asked.

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Minx

“What is it?” I asked, still hugging Xera’s waist. I felt like such a child right now, clinging to her taller body, my head resting on her hip while she cried with quiet pain. “Why are you so sad?”

Her green eyes stared at me with such raw, naked grief. Tears welled in the corners before tumbling down her greenish-tinged cheeks. “Atharilesia cheated on me. With my sister.”

I trembled. “She…put her elf-cock in another hermaphrodite.”

“The other way. She let my sister…fuck her pussy.”

My heart tightened. “Oh, no, Xera. She’s not your…daughter?”

Xera shook her head, more tears spilling down her cheeks. My heart only ached. I hugged my elf tighter, tears burning in my own eyes. That horrible bitch! How could she cheat on this wonderful elf? What was wrong with her? Every aching beat of my heart fueled a growing anger. I stared up at Xera, a fierce heat flooding through me.

“Then we’ll kill her, too,” I hissed.

“Too?” Xera stared at me. A crystal tear fell off her cheek and splashed on my forehead, burning hot. “Who do you want to kill?”

“Spray!” The words came out with such vehemence. I pictured that damned nixie who had hugged and comforted me after my sister’s death. “She betrayed my sister and me. She’s the reason Fox hung! And then she told me she loved us both!”

“Oh, Minx,” Xera said, then she fell to her knees, her face at my level. Her delicate fingers cupped my cheeks.

“We’ll kill them both,” I spat. “How could she cheat on you, Xera?”

“She never loved me.” Xera’s ears twitched. “We were both young and drunk when it happened. I think…I think she thought I was my sister, and then it was too late. My cock had entered her pussy, cum in her, uniting us.” She shook her head. “She encouraged me to go with Angela so I would…” Wounded pain shone in her eyes.

“That bitch!” A dagger appeared in my hand. “We have to kill her.”

“No!”

Xera’s exclamation made me flinch. I blinked at her, my heart aching so badly. The pain had to be stopped. “No?”

“Killing her… It won’t change anything. It won’t undo her betrayal. It won’t mean I have a daughter…” Her pointed ears twitched. “I don’t even know where I’ll go. I can’t go back. They don’t want me. Need me.”

“You’ll go with me,” I told her, cupping her cheeks, feeling her hot tears.

Xera nodded her head. “I love you, Minx.” Something touched her tear-filled eyes as a smile crossed her lips. “I can…say that without feeling guilty. I’m really no better. I cheated on her with you.”

“It was never cheating with us,” I said. “Remember. I’m not a hermaphrodite. You can’t knock me up.”

“I still loved you more.” She shivered. “But…I really wanted to hold my daughter. I was so excited and…”

Fresh tears fell down my face. I really, really wanted to kill her wife and sister.

Then she sniffed and shook her head. Her head glanced past me. I frowned, following her gaze. She peered at the dragon’s corpse, the piles of gold behind it. A smile touched her lips, something light and amused.

“What?” I asked, blinking.

“You’re not rolling in the gold.” Her ears twitched. “Are you feeling okay?”

I shivered. “I’m not sure I ever will feel okay.”

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Chaun

An exhausted emptiness consumed me. I stared out at the cave, watching Aurora vanish into the sky. I could remember that day so clearly. We had only been married the night before. I was so confused by everything that happened. I wanted to prove I was still myself. It was so stupid. I saw all the avian women, how bright and white their auras were. I had never seen married women shining so bright.

I had to fuck one. And why not my mother-in-law? To make it as depraved as possible.

I pushed up from my knees, not hearing Thrak and Faoril’s conversation. I stumbled across the broken cave, bending down and picking up a piece of my lyre, a long chunk of the frame with broken wires still clinging to it. I walked a few paces, picking up another and another. The wood had snapped and splintered, the gold filigree bending out of the joints or gone entirely. The priceless strings tattered.

I was given this lyre when I graduated from the Bardic College of Az, proof that I had done what only a handful could. Hundreds failed every year to master the magic of song and note. It was an instrument crafted for masters.

Broken.

I held the pieces. I stumbled out of the cave, away from the sulfurous reek mixing with the coppery tang of blood. I needed fresh air before I vomited. I blinked against the gray glow of the clouds, the sun hidden behind them, but its light diffused and assaulting my gaze from a thousand directions.

I reached the ledge’s edge, sitting down, my legs dangling off the side. Angela and Sophia were nearby, peering down at the mountain pass. It was a gorgeous sight. A song could be composed about it.

I snorted. A song. Could I even finish my epic now? What was the point? It didn’t feel like we won.

“Chaun,” Sophia gasped. “Your lyre.”

I glanced down at the pieces as Sophia broke away from Angela and knelt beside me, her robes stained crimson with her blood, ripped and torn in so many spots it barely hung on of her. Dirt and more blood smeared her face, stained her brown hair.

“It was so beautiful,” she said, running her finger across the largest of the broken pieces.

“It was.” I blinked my eyes then glanced up at Angela. She looked so strong, so resolved. “What are your plans?” Were they going to pursue making Angela High Queen anyways?

I realized I didn’t care about that. I didn’t care about being a Court Bard any longer.

“We’re building a temple,” Sophia said. She sounded…not quite happy, but contented, accepting of what had happened. “We’re guarding the pass. Angela thinks Lady Delilah set up her lair here for a reason.”

“The Shizhuth Empire,” I said, glancing to my right. The dark land of the nagas. “A noble idea.”

“It will be.” Sophia bit her lip, looking at me. “You are more than your lyre, Chaun. You make beauty with your voice.”

Tears burned in my eyes. I croaked, “Thanks.”

She gave me such a beautiful smile.

I stared down at the broken pieces of my lyre. Then I threw them off the ledge. They clattered against sharp rocks, breaking into splinters as they tumbled down to the twisting path we had climbed up what felt a lifetime ago. One of the horses neighed where we picketed them outside the cave.

Then I looked up at the gray sky. I cleared my voice and sang out my pain, wondering if she would ever come back.

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Thrak

I sat in the cave, Faoril leaning beside me. Minx and Xera talked near the gold, tears and smiles on their faces. My thoughts dwelled on Bruk. The image of my brother raping and murdering my wife burned through my thoughts. The rage called. But he wasn’t here. He was thousands of miles away.

I could already feel his neck snapping beneath my fingers.

Armor clinked. Angela walked back inside the cave, Chaun’s sad song drifting in with her. Sophia sat beside the changeling on the ledge, her body rocking side to side with his crooning lament. My eyes flicked to Angela as she walked past and then knelt before the scaly head of Lady Delilah. Her hand reached out, stroking the still snout.

With a grunt, I rose. Faoril didn’t say a word. She just gave my hand a squeeze before letting go. Despite Sophia’s healing potion, my entire body ached. I had almost died…three times today. I was so reckless in the fight, so consumed by the rage for Bruk’s crime, I didn’t care about myself. I just had to take out my wrath on something.

On the dragon.

The Goddess Slata was such a petty, vindictive thing. She wanted us all to kill each other. But only one of us died.

I reached Angela, standing over her as she stroked the dragon’s snout. “I don’t know what to do with her, Thrak.”

“Do?”

“She’s so big.” Angela didn’t look up as she spoke. “I want to bury her, but how? She’s immense.”

“Faoril could do it.” I put my hand on her pauldron, the shoulder guard groaning as I squeezed. “It was a nice dream.”

Angela nodded her head. “But so many people would have died to see it realized. We’d have to fight the entire world. All the mages, the three knightly orders, and all the kings and their armies. Maybe Peter did it a thousand years ago, but he had a God’s blood in him. After all that much time, how much do I have? A drop of Holy Pater’s blood?”

“More than a drop,” I grunted.

She looked up at me, her blue eyes filling with tears. They fell down her face. “Slata won.”

“Only if we surrender.” I looked at Lady Delilah. “Only if we don’t make something with our lives. If we don’t create something…important out of all of this.”

Angela back straightened against her burden’s weight. “I know where to bury her.”

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Aurora Xandra

I drifted through the mountains, flying aimlessly, letting the vagaries of currents guide my wings. As the anger grew colder and colder, a fire dying down to coals, I felt so empty. The rage had burned out everything in me. I felt so hollow.

And thoughts echoed through my emptiness, memories of the terrible things I did.

I defiled myself.

I let those two pirates ravish me in the hold, begging for their cocks, eager to violate my marriage. I sucked them and fucked them. I was eager to spread my legs for Thrak, to violate my marriage vows, to satiate my lusts.

Lust… It was such a powerful thing.

I could still taste Castor and Abdwal on my lips, feel them in my body.

Was I any better than Chaun?

When he found me dripping with their cum in the hold, seeing the proof of my adultery, he had apologized to me. He hadn’t been angry, he hadn’t been disappointed. He hadn’t hated me. He had loved me and felt my pain. He felt so guilty for pushing me towards violating our marriage. He’d finally understood how important monogamy was to my species.

It was ingrained in us. Luben had stamped his love strongest on our souls.

Memories of Chaun fucking my mother echoed through my thoughts. The dead coals flared to life.

And then a song of pure grief drifted on the wind, a wordless lament. My claws flexed as it swirled around me, my feathers rustling as I banked in the wind. A melody and countermelody of sorrow and guilt. It was so beautiful. So heartbreakingly pure. Raw.

My husband was a changeling. I was compelled to monogamy. He was compelled to polygamy. We never should have loved each other. I never should have chosen him. He never should have returned my affection. But we had. Our love had been so hard. We didn’t fit together well. We had to shape each other, carving a place for the other in our hearts.

And what he did to my mother… That was at the beginning, when our marriage was ill-fitted.

I could keep flying. I could keep feeling so lost. I could raise our son without him, making an empty nest. Or… Or I could smooth another rough edge to make us fit together even better than before. My claws flexed. I balanced on those two decisions as his song wavered, the wind shifting, taking it away from me.

My soul could be desolate of love or populated with it.

I turned, my wings flapping hard. My heart beat faster. The anger was still there, but I concentrated on that other emotion I felt. That joy on witnessing that my husband survived the devastation of the dragon’s attack. With every flap of my heart, my gizzard tightened with fear. Was this the right decision? What if he betrayed me again? What if he seduced my mother again? What if she…liked it?

What if she craved that passion and wondered why my father never gave it to her again?

I rounded a peak, my keen eyes spotting him sitting on the cliff’s edge, Sophia beside him, her eyes closed as she rocked to grief of his music. Gold glittered on the mountain slope. Light caught thin strings.

His broken lyre.

He looked up as I swept towards him. His face tightened. His song fluttered. Sophia blinked as I landed on the other side of my husband, blurring into my avian form, my clothing springing upon my body. I perched beside my husband, knees folded up to my chest. I hugged them, balanced on the balls of my feet. Sophia stood up and hurried away as Chaun stared at me, his eyes wide, his body trembling.

“I’m sorry about your lyre,” I said, not sure what else to say.

He shrugged, just staring at me. Such fear in his eyes, warring with hope.

My stomach roiled. “Would you sleep with her now?”

“No,” he said at once. “I understand now. You showed me how important monogamy is to your people. I wouldn’t seduce any avian, especially not your mother.”

“Good,” I said, and then I sat down beside him, legs joining his dangling off the edge. Everything felt fragile.

I forced myself to reach out and take his hand. He smiled at me, his body still trembling. He didn’t hold my hand tight, but with a light touch, like he feared if he squeezed too hard I’d fly away. I took a deep breath. The pain was still there, the betrayal still stinging, but…

But he had changed since that day. And so had I. If I found out in the aftermath, I would have hated him. But know I understood him. I rested my head on his shoulder. His hand tightened on mine.

“Are we going to the princess?” I asked.

Chaun shook his head. “She betrayed me to her husband. That’s why he caught us abed. Why I had to run.”

A new anger shot through me. Indignation chirped out of me.

He smiled. “She regrets it, but…”

“But you don’t want our child raised around her.” I nodded my head in agreement. “She gets jealous so easily.” I bit my lip. I don’t think I could return to Black Glass Aerie, to see my mother, knowing a secret that would devastate her. “So…where are we going?”

Chaun looked down at the pass. “I think I know where.”

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Knight Angela

It took most of the day, and a half-dozen loads of cum, for Faoril to bring Lady Dominari’s corpse down to the base of the mountain pass, her desolation spread out around us, the spears of the Despeir Mountain thrusting above us. She placed the dragon on a small hill near the pass’s entrance and then, with the help of Aurora’s elementals, excavated the burrow.

As the world darkened into twilight, I stood over the grave, staring at the dragon’s corpse, her severed wing draped like a cloak over her body. She lay coiled, her head resting near her tail, her good eye closed. She appeared asleep. That at any moment, fire would breathe from her mouth and she would rise.

Tears burned in my eyes.

My friends and my lover stood with me. I was so angry when I found out that Lady Delilah had manipulated me onto this Quest. That, thanks to King Edward and High Virgin Vivian, my task wasn’t chosen at random, but selected, against all custom, to ensure that I would become High Queen.

But now, I just wanted her alive again. I could still remember the first time I ever laid eyes on her, riding onto my father’s estate, looking so regal in her armor, similar to what I wore. A cape had draped down her back and across the flanks of her warhorse, her hair so fiery-bright. She had been so elegant, so powerful, so beautiful.

A knight.

She’d inspired me. I loved her from that moment, worshiping her from afar. And I had one night of passion with her, shared with my acolyte.

“You brought us all together,” I said, my voice choked by tears. “You manipulated us, but I am still glad for the journey. For the friends I made, and the love I found.” I glanced at Sophia, tears shining on her cheeks. “I understand why you did it all. Why you wanted me to be High Queen. You missed him. Your husband. You wanted to find that love again.

“Which is why I know you’re at peace. Your soul is free of the last thousand years of pain and torment, of the suffering you put yourself through. You wouldn’t have been happy as my concubine. Not truly. You might have found pleasure, you might have convinced yourself serving me was proper, but in your deepest heart, I know you would yearn for him.

“You spent a thousand years ensuring his dying dream would come true. That is a devotion I could never live up to. He must truly have been a great man to inspire that in you. And I am glad you shared a bit of that with me. I hope you find him in the Astral Realm, that you serve your true king once more.

“Thank you for bring us together. I won’t be High Queen, but I will put your Peter’s sword to good use. I will be a knight. I will protect the world in my own way.”

Sophia took my hand, squeezing it. She nodded her head, her face so fierce.

Chaun and Aurora’s song swelled, a lament that spilled tears down my face. I swayed, staring down at Lady Delilah one last time. She wasn’t a monster, though she had killed so many. She had tried to do the right thing. That was all any of us could do. She had made mistakes, terrible mistakes. She had caused pain.

But she had also caused joy.

The great mounds of soil and rocks, excavated by Faoril, tumbled into the grave, pushed by unseen magic. It spilled over the crimson scales as the world grew darker and darker. I watched the cascade of dark soil bury my first love. Sophia pressed closer to me, her arm going around my waist. She shook with silent tears as the last dragon, the greatest of them all, vanished into the earth.

Faoril pulled out another vial, downing its contents, her face covered in a sheen of sweat. She looked at the hill, concentrating. Green grass swelled up the scarred ground, growing from the knoll’s base to replace what had been destroyed during the excavation. New shoots thrust up around my booted feet, the tips brushing my thighs. And then, in the midst of them, bright-red flowers blossomed. Faoril groaned, swaying.

Thrak caught her as the sweetest perfume filled my nose. The entire top of the barrow became a carpet of red beauty, a large, coiled shape amid the green grass. The tears burned hot across my face as the new blossoms rustled in the wind.

“They’ll always be here,” Faoril panted as she leaned against Thrak. “They’ll bloom year after year. Fire will forever cover the top of the hill.”

“Thank you,” I said, my voice broken.

Faoril gave me a tired smile. “I never would have met Thrak without her interference.”

I turned away from the barrow, looking at the bottom of the hill. “That’s where we’ll build the temple.”

Sophia nodded. “We have the gold for it.”

“My elementals can help,” Aurora added.

Sophia groaned. “Does that mean you’re sticking around, Chaun?”

“We are,” Chaun said. “I think something special’s going to be here. It should be chronicled by a bard.”

“Great,” Sophia said, rolling her eyes, but a smile touched her lips, her tone with just a touch of playfulness to it.

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Xerathalasia

The dawn spilled over the Despeir mountains as Minx and I buried the bulb. I couldn’t return to the Deorc Forest, not even to uphold my promise to the dying elf mutilated by that bastard Vebrin. But I could plant her daughter here. I knew people would come here, gathering around Angela. That plant-elf’s daughter would help to protect and guide them. She’d grow adjacent to where Angela planned on building the temple.

The perfect place for a living garden.

Minx pushed the soil over the bulb, packing it down tight. She smiled at me. “I felt something special right before her mother died.”

“You did?” I said, my ears twitching.

Minx nodded. “Right at the end, it just surged into me.”

I frowned at her. She had never said anything. Right before she perished, the plant-elf had mentioned a gift she was giving me. I had no idea what that meant. Had she…done something to Minx? What? The halfling looked the same, smelled the same, felt the same.

“Don’t worry, Seed, we’ll come back,” Minx promised.

“Seed?”

“Bulb just sounds terrible for a name,” Minx said. “Seed is so much better.”

“Seed…” I stared at the mound, touching it. I could feel the life of the bulb. She would hibernate through the winter and come spring, sprout. I knew we would be back by then. I wanted to help Angela make this place special.

But I had to help Minx with her errand. I didn’t approve of her desire for revenge, but I understood it. There were moments when killing my cheating wife and my whorish sister sounded…appealing. But those sort of acts never brought redress.

I was sure Minx would learn that after she killed Spray.

I pushed myself to my feet and took my lover’s hand. She skipped along, jangling with a few choice necklaces she looted from the dragon’s horde. Angela offered us each an equal share. I had given the knight mine while Thrak and Faoril had loaded Aurora’s horse with as much as it could carry, treasure to give to Thyrna and pay for her crew.

They had plans of their own.

“It feels so strange to be parting,” Faoril said, “after all these months in united purpose.”

Angela only nodded, her face resolved. She stood with Sophia, Aurora, and Chaun as they said their goodbyes to the orc and the mage. “We achieved our goal. The dragon’s dead.”

“Yeah,” Faoril said, her voice choking. “I just hope you’ll be safe. We’re all still fugitives. The Doge might send more bounty hunters after you.”

Angela shrugged, her hand touching the sword at her hilt. The High King’s blade. We had really done it. When I met her, saving my life from the basilisk, I never imagined I would end here, loving a halfling, turning my back on my forest.

“She will kill them all,” Thrak laughed. “And attract followers of her own. They will flock to Angela Dragonslayer.”

The knight winced. “Not a name I would choose.”

“We never do get to choose the names others give us,” Thrak said.

“I suppose not,” Angela sighed. She extended her hand and Thrak clasped it, engulfing hers with his swarthy grip. “The Gods give you safe travels and may Vedr only give you fair winds.”

“I still can’t believe you two are going to be pirates,” Sophia said, shaking her head. “I know Thyrna’s your pet, but still.”

“Explorers,” Faoril said. “Not pirates.”

“Riiiight,” Sophia said, a big grin on her face.

“Take care,” Aurora said, throwing her arms around Faoril’s neck, snuggling her cheek against the mage’s.

“Take care of your husband,” Faoril said, then a naughty smile grew on her lips. “Make sure he takes on Thrak’s form every so often.”

Aurora’s cheeks went crimson. “I will.”

Minx chortled.

Angela moved to me. “I know you’re coming back, but… I will miss you, Xera. You’ve been our guide.”

I embraced her, my ears twitching. “Take care of your acolyte.”

“I’ll keep her out of trouble,” Angela said. “She needs a stern hand.”

“I do,” Sophia sighed. Then she joined the hug. “Be safe, Xera. Don’t let Minx get you killed.”

“I wouldn’t get her killed!” Minx bristled beside me.

Sophia broke the hug to give Minx an arched look.

“Well, I’ll do my best not to,” the halfling admitted. “I’m more than a little fond of her.”

“Her or her elf-cock?”

Minx gave Sophia such a naughty grin. “Both!”

Sophia laughed and bent down, hugging the halfling and kissing her on the lips.

Chaun stepped up to me. “Take care, Xera. We’ll watch over the bulb until you return.”

“We’ll see she’s watered and ensure no weeds try to choke her,” Aurora promised, slipping up beside her husband, her cheeks still bright-red.

“Thanks,” I said then hugged them both. “You take care of each other.”

“I will,” Chaun said, his voice breaking as he returned the embrace.

And then we broke apart. Faoril was already on her horse. Minx scrabbled on behind her. Thrak held the reins to Aurora’s horse turned packhorse, laden with treasure. I walked to him. Together, we marched down the scarred remains of the road that once must have been so prosperous, but now was choked by nature, reclaiming what the humans had merely borrowed.

It was truly over. The Quest was done, and now a new journey stretched before us. Because that is all life was, one journey after another. Events would happen to change our direction, to change who we traveled with, but it never stopped even if we no longer headed for the destination we expected.

The ground rumbled behind me. I felt it through the soles of my feet. Aurora’s elementals getting to work clearing out the foundation of a new temple, a new place of hope for the future of the world. I couldn’t wait to watch it grow.

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Acolyte Sophia

I was so tired when I sank down into my bed past nightfall, already missing Faoril, Xera, Minx, and Thrak. After they left, we spent the day planning out the temple and clearing brush. Aurora’s elementals were a huge help, and Chaun, it turned out, had studied more than music at the Bardic College of Az. He actually knew something about architecture.

I snuggled against my Queen. She would only ever be my Queen, no one else’s. It was bittersweet that she wouldn’t be High Queen, and yet it pleased me I was her only subject. I rested my head on her arm. Already, she was a sleep. She didn’t have quite the amount of energy as before, Gewin’s blessing having ended the moment she completed her Quest—slaying Dominari.

Poor Lady Delilah…

That damned Slata ruined everything. She was such a cunt of a Goddess. And there was nothing we could do about her. We were mere mortals. She was beyond us, dwelling in the Astral Realm, in her own place of power. Pater himself, the King of Existence, the being who had created the universe with Matar, would protect his wife. He may cheat on her at every chance he could, but he loved her and was devoted to her.

Jealous bitch didn’t deserve it.

Anger spiked through me as I sank into dreams. Anger at Slata and at the High Virgin. She had profaned the selection ritual, not allowing Angela’s Quest to be chosen at random, but tarnishing Saphique’s name by choosing it. And for such selfish reasons.

A tax break!

It wasn’t right.

The soft sound of waves lapping on a beach washed through me. My eyes fluttered open onto an azure sky, a blue so pure, so perfect. Warmth wafted around me. Women laughed and giggled and moaned in pleasure.

I smiled, waking up in my Goddess’s realm, the Isle of Women. Every God and Goddess had their own domain in the Astral Realm, their own pocket where they welcomed their faithful followers, providing them with an eternity of peace and joy.

And such joy was found here. As I sat upon the soft sand, my body naked, I smiled at the women making love in the surf around me, their skin a variety of hues. And they weren’t all human. I spotted a few halflings and even an orc female. There were no avians or dwarves. I thought I even spotted a warty goblin though.

I stood up and then shuddered as a slim figure hugged me from behind, her breasts small, her pubic hair silk on my ass. I shuddered as her hands rubbed at my stomach, her lips nuzzling at my neck. My Goddess…

“Well done, my dear Sophia,” she told me, rubbing at my stomach. “Your daughter will change everything.”

“Proving that women can breed with women?” I said, a giddy rush shooting through me. “That your followers can experience every aspect of womanhood without touching a man.”

“Yes,” she smiled. “Something good that came out of my sister’s meddling.”

“They aren’t the only ones who meddled,” I said, my anger growing.

Saphique sighed. “Mortals are forever corrupt.”

“You know?” I gasped. “That your High Virgin corrupted your ritual?”

“She is not my High Virgin, but yours,” Saphique said. “She was selected by mortals. I do not interfere. So long as I am worshiped, I allow mortals to tend to their affairs.”

“But…” I spluttered. “Doesn’t it make you angry?”

“It makes me disappointed. They betrayed a woman for greed.” She shook her head. “She and her accomplice will not find rest on my island when they finally pass.”

“That’s it?” I demanded. “They won’t get to come here when they die? She still gets to be High Virgin?”

“Mortals made their decision. They have consequences.”

I spun in her embrace, staring into her eyes. “You won’t do anything?”

“I did do something. I gave you magic before you were ready.” She smiled. “You’re building a new temple to me. A new order of hermaphrodite priestesses will one day serve there, descendants of you and Angela. Especially Angela. And new knights. A new balance. Perhaps those who follow will not be as corrupted.

“But greed lies in the heart of us all, even the Gods.”

“That’s depressing,” I muttered.

“But without temptation, how can you choose to do right?” She smiled. “That’s a remarkable thing, don’t you think?”

“I guess.”

“You are young. It’s easy to see things with such clarity, but as you get older, things start to blur. Nothing is really so simple. The High Virgin thought she was doing something good for my church.”

“And she just had to sacrifice me,” I muttered.

“She did,” sighed Saphique. “And she’ll pay for those decisions one day. Just like you’ll pay for your decisions.”

My eyebrows furrowed. “What?”

Her hand slid down, rubbing at my stomach. “You had sex with a hermaphrodite, and now a child grows in your belly. The wages for your decisions. It’s not always bad.”

I beamed at her. “No, it’s not.”

“Treasure your life with Angela. Love her. Support her.”

“I’m her acolyte,” I breathed. “Her concubine.”

She smiled. “You are, my priestess.”

Saphique’s lips brushed mine. Heat shocked through me. My pussy fluttered. I groaned, undulating against her. My shaved snatch rubbed on her smooth, silky thigh. Pleasure burned through my clit as her lips consumed me. My hand slid down Saphique’s belly, reaching for her pussy. I found her clit throbbing in her folds.

I massaged it.

“Sophia,” a voice whispered. “Someone’s horny.”

“Your temple has my blessing, Priestess,” Saphique said despite her lips on mine. “The Temple of Dragon’s Rest will prosper.”

The clit swelled in my fingers as my eyes fluttered open. I stared into Angela’s eyes in the dark of her tent. I could just make them out through the moonlight bleeding through our canvas tent. Her cock swelled in my stroking hand while my pussy ground on her thigh.

“Sorry,” I moaned, my thumb running over the spongy crown of her dick. “Saphique visited me in my dreams. She blessed our temple.”

“Good,” Angela moaned, her body trembling.

“She called it Dragon’s Rest.” I trembled. “I like the sound of it, my Queen.”

“I’m your Knight,” Angela corrected. “And you’re my acolyte. I’m no queen.”

I shuddered, hearing the command in her voice. “Always.”

She claimed my lips in a kiss. I shuddered, feeling the heat of her. It stirred even more passion through me than my Goddess. My heart fluttered. I ground my pregnant pussy harder against her thigh as her girl-dick throbbed in my hand.

Then she rolled me onto my back. Her pillowy breasts brushed mine as her weight settled upon me. Our hard nipples kissed, hers fatter than mine. I shuddered, still gripping her cock. I rubbed the tip into my belly, smearing hot precum across my skin as our tongues danced, my tongue stud caressing along the roof of her mouth.

She broke the kiss, her red hair caressing my cheeks. “My submissive acolyte.”

“Yes,” I breathed. “I love you, my Knight.” I liked saying it. The sphinx was right, I was fit to be a Queen’s concubine. But I liked being a Knight’s acolyte more. Prophecies didn’t have to control us, they merely…pointed out alternatives.

The choice was still ours.

Angela’s lips burned as they nibbled down my chin to my neck. I groaned, squirming, loving the heat as she sucked and nibbled. My body trembled. My pussy clenched. Juices burned, staining my thighs. I rubbed them together, groaning in pure delight. My heart raced. This was so hot. I couldn’t believe this was happening.

It was awesome.

Her tongue licked and her lips nibbled. I kept a firm grip on her girl-cock, her pussy juices trickling down her shaft, as she nuzzled lower and lower. Her breasts dragged down my body, nipples leaving burning furrows in their wake. She kissed to my breasts, her cock moving farther and farther away until I had to let go of it.

Her hands cupped my breasts, squeezing them in her hand. I shuddered as she squeezed them. Her fingers swept over my nipples. I trembled, groaning at her touch. She made me shiver in delight, my pussy clenching.

“My Knight,” I moaned, my eyes fluttering.

I gasped as she engulfed my right nipple. She sucked on it, her tongue swirling, loving my nub. It was a slow slide, teasing me. She flicked my nipple before engulfing it in her hot mouth, sucking hard once before her lips popped off. Pleasure raced down to my pussy. It clenched. My back arched.

So good. She was so wonderful. So amazing.

She sucked on my nipple, nipping, tugging, driving me wild with delight. Her back arched, her hips swiveled. I groaned, my hands digging into our blankets as the pleasure shot down to my pussy.

“My Knight,” I whimpered as her teeth nipped my nipple, adding a splash of pain, my hips humping, rubbing my wet pussy on her stomach.

“Someone’s getting wet,” Angela purred, her fingernails biting into my small, firm tits. I loved the pain. “Aren’t you?”

“You always make me so wet, my Knight!”

“Good.” She shivered. “because you make me so wet and so hard.”

“And that’s new,” I giggled.

“So new.” There was something in her voice, a moment of pain, of grief for Lady Delilah.

Tears burned hot at my eyes, too. I missed her. That one night we shared was rapturous. I would have gladly shared my Queen with the dragon.

And then my Knight engulfed my other nipple, sucking so hard. Pleasure banished grief. I moaned, my back arching, pressing my stomach into her pillowy breasts. My hands shot out, squeezing them, loving how soft they were as she played with my nipple.

And then she worked lower. She left my breasts behind, kissing and smooching down my stomach. Her lips nuzzled at my bellybutton. Her tongue probed, brushing my piercing dangling down my stomach. I groaned, giggling and whimpering.

“My Knight!” I gasped. “Oh, that’s so naughty.”

“Not as naughty as this,” she purred, pushing lower, her hands thrusting my thighs as wide apart as they could, my pussy lips parting.

“Yes!” I moaned as she licked through my folds.

Tonight, she wanted to give me pleasure, to love me. So much had happened yesterday. We both almost died, but we survived. Other nights, I would serve her, worship her, but this one night it was all about my pleasure. She had to give this to me.

And I loved her so much for it.

I bucked and moaned, grounding on her face. My pussy slid across her folds while her tongue probed into my depths. I shivered, my ass clenching as she swirled and swept through my pussy. She had learned so much from all the many times I had gone down on her over the last six months.

I had taught her how to love women.

My hands cupped my small breasts as I shivered, the pleasure building and building. I didn’t fight it, I didn’t hold back, waiting for my Knight’s command to cum. I groaned, letting the delight burn through me.

“Angela!” I cried out as the pleasure burst through my pussy. It washed out of my cunt and through my body. “Yes, yes, yes!”

Her eyes shone as they looked up at me from between my thighs. Her tongue probed my folds. She made me tremble and groan. My legs twitched and my toes curled as her tongue lapped through my cumming folds. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through me, crashing through my mind. It was wonderful. I treasured it.

I squeezed my breasts harder and harder. My fingers dug into my folds as the rapture burned through my mind. It was such a heady rush. My eyes fluttered. I shivered and moaned out my joy as I bucked against her.

“Angela,” I panted. “Oh, wow. Oh, yes, that’s soooooo good. I love you so much.”

“I love you,” she purred between laps, caressing through my passion.

I shuddered, twisting on the blankets, loving this so much. Her tongue was amazing. Her fingers squeezed into my ass as she kept my pussy planted tight against her hungry mouth. She drank my tart juices as they flooded out of me.

She left me drunk on pleasure.

And then she rose. Her heavy breasts dragged up my body. She draped herself over me. I trembled as her lips claimed mine. They were seasoned with my tart passion. I kissed her with such greedy hunger, my tongue swirling about her lips as my arms clutched around her neck, holding her.

And then I felt her girl-cock nudging at the still-cumming entrance of my pussy. I widened as she slid into my convulsing sheath. I moaned into her kiss as she filled me. Her thick shaft spread me open as she speared deeper and deeper.

A woman’s cock. What a beautiful thing.

I heaved against her as she pumped in and out of me, thrusting with such passion. She was so horny, so in need of her acolyte’s satisfaction. My Knight fucked me hard. I loved it. I embraced the friction of her shaft pumping in and out of my depths.

“Yes, yes, yes, my Knight,” I gasped when she broke the kiss, our nipples kissing, her cock driving faster and faster into me. “Spill your seed in my pregnant pussy. Cum in me. Satiate your lusts!”

“Yes,” she groaned, pumping away. Her cock slammed so deep into me. It speared into my depths, churning me into a hot froth, another orgasm boiling through me. “I’m going to cum and cum and cum into your sweet snatch!”

“Good!” I howled. “I’m your acolyte! It’s my job to support you! Love you!”

She kissed me again, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. I shuddered at the pleasure. My body drank in the delight of her dick spearing over and over into me. It had me dizzy with passion. It had me trembling in rapture. This was amazing. This was what I wanted. I held her so tight as our bodies writhed.

And then she buried into me. She moaned into my lips as her seed flooded me. That hot delight of her girl-cum spilling in me. Together, we would create something new. Something wonderful. What we would build at Dragon’s Rest would stand for eternity.

I just knew it.

I cried tears of joy as I trembled beneath my Knight, submitting to her love and passion.

To be concluded…

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A vetynhirny Donna needs some slick help.

Standard disclaimer, all stories take place on an alternate earth, where the orbit is over 1100 days, making all ages 1/3 our earth ages, and where the age of consent is now 6.

Michelle was a woman we met in the grocery store or all places. Michelle was a middle height redhead, with a real nice figure, solid B cups, nice waist, and a curvy shapely ass. She was there with her two daughters, twins in fact. The only difference I could see between them was that Susan had slightly blonder strawberry blonde hair, Allison’s was a bit redder. They were about 8. I wasn’t interested in them, Michelle was cute, and pretty, but the girls were younger then I prefer, Donna on the other hand, has yet to see girls too young. She was enamored with them, so I arranged to program them, and now they are ours, and had been ours for about 6 months now.

“I’m so happy Michelle and the twins are coming,” Donna excitedly told me, “I’ve just been so horny, and it’s the kind of horny only one of my little girls can fix.”

“You do like them young.” I told her. “is there any limit to how young you’ll go?” I asked.

“Haven’t found it yet.” was her reply, she winked and grabbed my ass as she walked by.

“Well get dressed, they will be here in 5.” and with that she emerged from the bathroom looking amazing. Short strapless red party dress, I could just see the top of her shiny tan stockings, and snakeskin pumps that were at least 5 inches tall. Donna had a good figure, and she showed it off on nights like this.

9:00 PM exactly, the doorbell rang. I ushered all three ladies in. Apparently Donna, who is in charge of clothing, except shoes, was going for a cocktail party look. Michelle looked stunning in an emerald green party dress, cut to mid thigh, but with a slit half way to her waist on her left thigh. Emerald green stiletto heels were very tall, and everything in between was covered in shimmery black nylon.

The girls attire was difficult to get, but we have several custom tailors and even a custom shoe maker on ‘retainer’. They were instrumental in getting party dresses, lingerie, and high heels for 8 year olds.

I could see Donna went for a bookend type look, Susan was in all white, while Alison wore all black. Their dresses were cap sleeved, pure silk, and very tight to their body, you could see erect nipples from the chilly night air. I couldn’t tell what was underneath of course, but the dress ended above mid thigh, just slightly past their ass, and these girls had tremendous asses for 8 year olds. Thigh high stockings clung to their upper thighs, and patent leather heels of about four inches finished the look. Their feet were so small, it made the four inch heels look like 6 inches.

The study was set with cocktails all around, and hordevories scattered about, and chamber music played. As we entered, Donna greeted out guests.

“Michelle, so nice to see you.” and she embraced her. “And my special ladies,” she said addressing Susan and Allison. She knelt down and embraced Susan first, she went right for the kiss, it was slow, and controlled, but her tongue spent much of the time in Susan’s mouth, and Susan’s in hers. She repeated this with allison, taking the time to grab her ass while doing it.

“I had many plans for the evening,” Donna said, “but they are not going to happen.” as she said this, she reached back and started unzipping her dress, which soon fell to the floor. “I’m just too fucking horny for that. So were getting to business.” her stockings were thigh highs, and she wore a red satin thong which was already showing dampness.

The girls giggled. Quickly Susan had unzipped Allison and Allison had done Susan, they stood together. They wore teddies under the dresses in matching colors, these had cut always where they nipples were, leaving them totally exposed, and the crotch was little more than a string, held together not with snaps, but a single satin ribbon tied in a bow.

Michelle was half undressed by the time I looked, she was wearing a black body stocking, it went shoulder to toe, it was silky, shiny and sheer all the way, with a cut out for her crotch, and because I like red hair, she was allowed to keep a VERY small patch of pubic hair above her slit. It didn’t support her hits well, but they didn’t need much, and the black nylon made them look great. I have never understood the appeal of body stockings, but seeing it in person, I liked it.

Looking back at Donna, she was standing with a twin on each nipple, nursing like sexy little babies. She was rubbing a nipple of each in return, their nipples were tiny and very hard. “Oh my sweet little babies, you make me feel so good.” she told them, I could see them grin at each other.

Michelle had moved over to me, and started rubbing my dick through my pants. I gave her a kiss and we both started undressing me while the kiss went on. I was quickly naked. We entered a more formal embrace, my arms up and down her back, grabbing a good hand full of her cute ass. The nylon felt smooth and sexy over her body. I spun her around quickly, I started kissing her neck while both hands found her tits, the bodystocking did nothing to smooth over her hard nipples. She had smallish areolas, with beautiful large nipples. I started grinding my cock in to her ass, it felt so good.

Donna sat down in a chair, bringing the girls with her. She undid the small bow that connected the tiny patch of fabric that almost covered their small slits, to the string that went up and between their ass cheeks. Once exposed she started to slowly caress them between their legs. Almost as soon as she started, the girls moved their feet to open their legs wider for her. Both girls moaned in unison. “That’s it babies, I’ll make you feel good, you are so wet, were you excited to see me tonight?”

“Yes miss Donna,” both girls said in unison.

“I want to suck your cock.” Michelle said, turning her head to my ear. She didn’t wait for an answer, she just spun and went down to her knees, and engulfed me. All the subjects were programed to not just like giving oral sex, but they derived great pleasure from it, and will often have their own orgasm while pleasing others. Michelle went at me like she needed an orgasm bad. Watching her blow me was actually better than the blow job itself, sha wasn’t the best at it, but she was so into it, she was getting off. She was moaning loudly, sounds escaping from around my dick. Faster and harder she went at it, she was moaning and getting breathless, but wouldn’t give up, its was such a turn on to watch her, she was like a woman in heat.

Donna pulled her right hand from its crease and sucked it clean with a grin. “Allison, you taste so good.” she stated as Allison smiled. Her hand returned to Allison’s puffy lips, and did the same with her left. “And Susan, you are delish as always.” Susan gave a sly grin. “Would you two like to give miss Donna a show? It would really turn me on.” both girls nodded quickly, so eager to please. “Show me what you like to do when your alone.”

The girls looked at each other, smiled, and pulled away from Donna. The girls went to about the middle of the room, only a few feet from Donna. Allison laid down on the floor, brushed the hair from her face, and opened her legs wide. Susan climbed on to Allison, and the went immediately to eating each other in their half sized 69. Allison brought her knees up high and wide, giving Susan great access, while Susan had her legs as wide as possible. They ate each other noisily, wet slurping sounds filled the room,

“More on my clit sis.” Susan said before rapidly returning to her sisters wet cunt.

“Ok, Im Close, Suse, spank me.” Allison said in a voice muffled by her sisters pussy.

Susan never let up on eating Allison’s pussy, but began spanking Allison’s ass with one hand, it was clearly exciting them both. Donna sat on the edge of the couch, rubbing her pussy frantically, fingering her cunt with two fingers on one hand, rubbing her clit with the other. She wasn’t far from an orgasm herself. She moved out on the floor by the girls, on her knees spread wide. She rubbed hard and fast, Susan and Allison were crazy good at this, and they were approaching orgasm quickly, they both began to shudder, Allison quickly slid a finger up inside Susan, and Susan stopped spanking her sister and did the same. They girls began screaming into each others sweet bald puffy cunts, which did little to muffle the volume. They were loud and it was very sexy.

Donna started to cum right after they did. She rose then squatted over them. As she came, her legs got weak, and she balanced herself with one hand on Susan’s back. Her ass seemed to quiver as she moaned loudly, fading in to a restrained scream. Donna semed disappointed that she didn’t squirt this time, she was looking forward all day to squirting on these two. But I knew she wasn’t done yet.

Michelle was watching as she sucked, and seeing her two babies cum sent her over the edge. She never pulled my cock from her mouth, not all the way, but she started screaming and shaking, had she been standing she would certainly have fallen as her legs lost strength even from her knees. When her orgasm subsided, she went right back to work on me.

“Get Up now Susan, my turn.” Donna said, and Susan jumped off her sister and stood beside Donna, pulling up one of her stockings that had slipped. Donna got on all fours and crawled between Allison’s legs, she was so wet I could see her shine from across the room. She dropped her face and buried it in Allison. She groaned and moved her hips up in to Donna. Susan crawled behind Donna and began eating her from behind, licking hard from her pussy up in to her ass, Donna would let out a muffled gasp when her tongue hit her clit or anus.

“Go help them out.” I told Michelle, she promptly removed my member from her mouth and walked to them. I sat and watched, enjoying the show.

Michelle started by rubbing a finger up and down Susan’s slit. As soon as she started, Susan spread her legs wide for her mom. A few seconds later, Susan let out a groan as her mother eased a finger up her tight pussy. She went in and out slowly, and every insertion brought out a pleasurable sound from Susan.

It was only a few minutes later, Allison began to shake, her silky legs wrapped Donna’s neck while her hips thrust up at Donna’s face. A long slow building scream came from her, starting a chain reaction in her sister. From my seat I could see Susan’s ass shaking, she buried her face in Donna’s pussy, eating her with abandon, while her mother continued the finger her, harder now, and faster. The twins came hard, and loud again. Donna and their mother seemed proud of their work.

Donna repositioned the girls, she mostly left Allison where she was, and put Susan on the floor, head to head. Donna climbed on to Susan’s face, opening herself before setting per pussy down on Susan’s lips. She motioned to me and patted Allison’s soft cunt. I went to them, as I said, younger than I like, but it gets Donna hot. I brought Michelle with me. As Donna was getting eaten by one of her daughters, Michelle grabbed Allison by her black silky ankles, holding them high and wide in the air for me, her small labia pulling apart for me.

Donna looked at me, she wanted this so bad. “Fuck her, make her cum hard.”

I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit a few times, getting it lubed up. Allison would gasp when it hit her clit. Her mother seemed to get a vicarious pleasure from it also, making various pleasurable sounds as it did. I positioned the head right at her opening, and the head went in easy. Allison, Donna and Michelle all let out a moan. The rest went in slower, in and out, slowly, with a little more in than out each time. These little girls were tight but willing, their small vaginas both resisted, and encouraged. Allison began pushing her hips at me as I thrust in. I took this as a sign to go faster, and started thrusting a little faster. I was most of the way in now, and could feel her cervix hitting my head on deeper thrusts, this made her moan louder.

Michelle let her daughters legs down, they splayed out wide. She reached down and rubbed gently around Allison’s stretched labia, enjoying the feel of her daughters pussy at its limits. She reached and played with Donna’s nipples while she did this, but her eyes never left her girls. She was enjoying it, watching one daughter eat Donna’s pussy, and the other getting fucked by me.

Donna was getting close, I could tell by her breathing and her hips starting to buck, Allison didn’t seem far behind, her breathless moaning and panting getting very loud. I started in earnest, I wanted the 4 of us to cum together, I knew Susan would climax when allison did. My harder thrusting soon had my cock all the way in allison, Michelle’s hand moved to her babies lower abdomen, she could feel it bulging with each deep thrust. She started moaning just feeling it.

“Susan,” I said between thrusting, “put a finger in miss Donna’s ass baby.” and she did. This started a chain reaction. Donna started coming hard, crying out as she rubbed cunt on Susan’s sweet face. A stream of fluid escaped her, Susan did her best, but most of it went down her cheeks. Almost immediately I began cuming in Allison, she wrapped her smooth legs around my hips, pulling me hard in to her as I did. Allison and Susan followed with their own orgasms, Allison much louder then Susan, Susan’s being muffled by a wet pussy. Then Michelle started screaming, as an orgasm ripped through her, she had started fingering herself so she could climax with her daughters.

After pulling out, I told Michelle to clean up Allison, and she went to work. She spent the next ten minutes eating the cum from Allison’s red pussy, she enjoyed it a great deal. Donna rested in a chair with Susan, casually rubbing her various spots in interest. There was more to the evening, but that was the best of it. Michelle and the twins left about midnight, and all were well satisfied.

“Who do we bring over tomorrow night?” Donna asked as we headed to bed.

“You are insatiable.” I told her.

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