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the names have been changed in this story for good reasons as for all future stories that i do, mostly to potect identification and probably humiliation.
high school is a drag. my mother worked there and got to check up on me every once in a while, but i cant complain. the kids were nice and everyone knew eachother. our whole school had 400-500 kids depending if they dropped out or transferred. at my school i wasnt known as a popular person, just some guy who got along with everyone. i was 6 feet tall, had a slender build, blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. loved to play soccer, knew piano, and the performing arts was my passion. yet there was this one girl who i never talked to but always wanted to. her name was grace.
grace was one of those shy girls that had a few friends here and there, had 36D cups, and was 5’5. she only did chior but was pretty good at it. she had a boyfriend at the time that i only knew by name but she seemed happy. a few months later after her graduation we became friends on myspace and a week after that she posted a poem. she was wondering why her boyfriend ripped her heart into pieces but he wouldn’t tell her. i responded back in poem basically saying we have our dark days and our bright days and we pretty much talked from there.
we were just instant messaging until i remembered that my dad had said something about a rafting trip over the weekend. i instantly thought of her and asked my dad if it was alright if i brought her along. he said that was fine if her parents allowed it and that we had to sleep in different rooms. i cursed him for not letting us sleep together mostly because i wanted her, badly. as soon as i had the ok i asked her if she would like to go and she instantly said yes. it was a week away till the trip but in the back of my mind i had to figure out how to get into her pants.
the week went by fast. i was flirting with her just so that when we hung out alone she would want me, i went and played a few pick up games for soccer, and got some minor carple tunnel from playing piano a little longer then i thought but the wait was finally over. my dad picked me up from my moms house then we drove to her house with the address i got. i knocked on the door and grace opened the door and tackled me into a hug. that day hurt a lot for me mainly from two things, my back hitting the ground and her arms wrapped around my kneck choking me. we packed up her things and started driving off to my grandparents house where my dads side of the family would stay for these rafting trips.
when we got to my grandparents place i introduced her to everyone. everybody said hi, gave her hugs and helped her unpack. i was talking with grace when my grandma came up to me, “hey seth, why don’t you take her to your grandpas and introduce your lovely friend to hin?” i thought that was a great idea as it was only 2 in the afternoon and it only took 10 minutes to walk there. i smiled at her and told her lets go and she followed right next to me. half way to my grandpas house i tried to be non chelant about holding her hand but that didn’t go so well when she clearly could see my failed attempts and just ended up holding my hand anyways.
a few minutes later we arrived to my grandpas house and i did the introduction again. we all sat down on the couch and started talking for a bit. my grandpa had a stroke a few years back so he had a horrible slur when he would speak but you would understand it enough to make out what he was trying to say. “so seth what brings you and grace down here?” i looked at him “grandma ann and ted (her husband) are going rafting tomorrow so i got invited. i also thought it would be a good idea to take grace along since she has only went once before.” he got up from his recliner and walked to the fridge, got some mountain dew and wondered if we would like some. i respectfully declined as well as grace and he came back and sat down on his chair. “so what’s the plan with you two today?” “well i was going to show her around here for a little bit before heading back to grandmas place.” he nodded his head and then started to watch tv while grace and i left to walk around the neighborhood.
we kept walking hand in hand when i took her down into the woods. we both just stoodd there and asked her if she wanted to sit down. she said sure so i took off my shirt, laid it on the ground and sat down while she sat in front of me. at this poin t i told myself go for it. “hey.” she turned to loom at me and i instantly kissed her. at first she was confused but then she started kissing back. her lips were nice and soft before i started reaching for her breasts. she kissed me harder when i slowly started to grasp her breasts. all the while this is going on i think how far can i go. so i decided to run my hand down her stomach and get my fingers under her shorts. she instantly spread her legs for me and my hand started trembling. was this going to be my first time ever fingering a girl?

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Games with Authority – Ch 1

The party had been wild, you seventeen.
When it was busted you and three of your girlfriends ended up together, giggling drunk, sharing a cold cell. Finally they’d had to switch off the lights to shut you up.
You were rudely woken at dawn – cold, hungover and aching from the rough concrete floor – by the heavy cell door clanging open. The officer selected one of your two friends, sharing the relative comfort of the narrow bed head to toe, and took her away, locking the door behind him.
You were still groggy, sick in your stomach, when she was brought back threequarters of an hour later stark naked, tangle of skimpy party clothes clutched to her chest, sandals hanging from her fingers. Her cheeks were red and . She droped her clothes to the floor as the door slammed closed, covered her face and started to sob.
“My god! What did they do to you?” one of your friends asked, stupidly.
“What do you fucking think they did to me?” she yells “two dirty old fucking cops gave me ten strokes of the cane, that’s what they did to me – and you’re all getting the same, plus 20 hours community service”.
“But I’ll tell you what, the caning’s not the worste bit, the worst bit’s stripping in front of those smirking dirty old fuckers, being strapped down legs apart so they can get a good look between your legs and being made to walk back here through the station, in front of dozens of people, like this –
naked”. The tears have dried up with her sudden anger and she starts to dress, leaving her panties off.
As she finished dressing the door swung open again, and it was your turn. You were lead from the cell by two officers, one you guessed to be in his early thirties the other mid forties. They said nothing as they lead you to the superintendents cluttered office and handed him your rap sheet.
He gave it only a cursory glance, not bothering to acknowledge your presence, “same as the others?”, “yes Sir”, “OK” he signed the bottom of the form with a flourish and handed it back to the older officer – “the same for her; 10 strokes and 20 hours – take her downstairs”.
Before you could object you were led from his office, a firm grip on your forearm. They pushed you in front of them down the corridor, through the station. You could feel them looking you up and down appreciatively, finally the younger sniggered “you know what … I think I’m going to enjoy this one even more than her friend – don’t you just love these naughty little tenagers and their little strip shows?” to you know, “can’t wait to see your little tits and tight pussy girl”.
Your your cheeks flushed in embarrassed trepidation of the upcoming act of punishment and humiliation.
Finally they lead you down a clanking metal stairwell to the basement where a woman officer stood waiting in front of another heavy iron cell door.
Inside thie cell was even more depressing than the one you shared with your girlfriends, just a few square metres of windowless dirty whitewashed concrete, a single low watt bulb hanging, hot, on a length of cable, from the ceiling and a cheap steel legged formica table bolted to the floor square in the middle of the floor. Four pairs of handcuffs hung, two from corners of the tabletop and two around oposing legs, ready to restrain you.
The female officer locked the cell door and stood, barring the exit, arms crossed, indifferent and bored. She’d been witness dozens of times before and doesn’t care – she’s a token legal requirement when a female offender is to be naked with male officers.
Turning to face you, both grinning, the older of the officers pointed at your chest; “it’s time – strip”.
When you didn’t move he started again, more slowly “take off your clothes, your jewellery; absolutely everything and leave it on the floor. Offenders are to be completely naked when they receive punishment”.
With no choice, and not wanting to subject yourself to an assisted strip you started to undress. It didn’t take long, your thin party clothes little impedemant to imminent nudity, your sandals, tee-shirt, then shorts joined one another in an untidy pile on the floor between you and the police officers. Then, with your cheeks flushed hot, your skimpy black bra and panties topped the pile and you were naked.
“Jewellery” the younger officer reminds you – and your earrings, necklace and watch fell in turn on top of your bunched up panties.
They made short work of strapping you down. Bending you roughly to double up over the tables edge and clamping your wrists out in front of you at opposing corners of the table. Then crouched at your feet to enjoy your utter humiliation as they slowly pulled your legs wide and cuffed your ankles to the table legs.
“Cute pussy”. You didn’t know which of them whispered it to you as they stood again.
The ten strokes were applied quickly and mercilessly. You writhed in agony with each seering stroke and tried in vain to hold back the tears and screams. By the fourth stroke you were no longer able to and began to struggle ineffectually against your bonds, trying somehow to escape the next blow, howling your agony into the soundproofed room. Tears ran over your hot cheeks and fell to the tabletop in front of you.
It was over as quickly as it started, you don’t remember being released or having your bundle of clothes thrust into your hands. You do remember the humiliation of the long walk through the station back to the cell and your girlfriends, policemen those being interviewed looking up from their desks to smirk at the naked young woman as she’s lead between them.
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This time, in your mid thirties, you’ve been stopped at a checkpoint returning from a late night at the office. The tax disk on your steady boyfriends car is a month out of date – 40 strokes and 40 days in jail, a well publicised punishment and the end of your career amongst other things.
They’ve left you alone in the squad car whilst they try their luck picking up other offenders to make the trip back to the station worthwhile. You look down at yourself, dreassed in your best office clothes; a short sleeved ivory satin blouse, charcoal grey knee-length pencil skirt, slit up the back, dark pantyhose slicking your long legs and shiny patent heels. Underneath your boyfriends favourite underwear is hidden, skimpy and black.
You realise there’s not a lot you won’t do, or risk to avoid this punishment – quite aside from the remembered pain and humiliation of the beating, now four times as many strokes, there’s the fact that 40 days in jail will loose you your job, your apartment and quite possibly your boyfriend.
After a lonely hour the police officers return to the car with two more offenders, young men. They let one in each side of the car so that you’re sandwiched between them straddling the central column. They’re damp from standing in the insistent drizzle whilst the police took their particulars, neither looks happy or utters a word.
The two officers, a man and a woman, remove their regulation waterproofs and get into the front seats, the man on the drivers side. The car starts and pulls away from the curb slowly.
Five minutes into the journey you realise the officers are dawdling, taking a very long back street route to the station. There might be a chance; you lean forward to the perforated Perspex that separates passengers from drivers, clear your throat, “officers, is there some way we can make this problem go away?”
“Are you offering a bribe to an officer of the law?”. The response appears to preclude any leeway.
The car rolls on through the night. After a few more minutes of silence, still no nearer the station, the woman in the passenger seat turns, opens a small hatch into the rear of the squad car and dangles the keys to your handcuffs between thumb and forefinger; “take your clothes off”.
You have to twist awkwardly in the confined space to turn your back to her and take the proffered keys. You close your eyes head down, your hair hanging over your face, as you fumble to insert the key in the cuffs and turn it. One of the hoops slides open with a sequence of clicks, and you’re free. You rub the circulation back into your wrists after you hand the cuffs and key back through the little hatch, and it is closed.
Knowing they will quickly loose interest if you hesitate you draw forward on the seat and start to undress. You unbutton your satin blouse in the, knowing their eyes will be aclimatised to the gloom by now, and shuck if off your shoulders and down your arms, revealing your pert breasts cupped in your thin black bra. Glancing up you catch the drivers eyes in the rear view mirror and feel the hot expectant gaze of the other passengers. You drop your blouse into the lap of the boy on your right, you don’t want it to get ruined in the footwell.
You edge your buttocks further forward in the seat, until your pantyhose’d knees rest against the Perspex divider between passenger and driver cabins, your elbows underneath you pushed against the other passengers, arching your back to raise your bum from the seat, inadvertently pointing your breasts at the ceiling, you work your skirt around your waist to bring button and zip to the front. As you do you meet the quizzical gaze of one of the boys sitting next to you. He gives you a quick shy smile and nods, suggesting you continue.
You slide back to a sitting position to undo your skirt, put one hand on the seat behind you again to raise your bum so that you can use the other hand to shuck the skirt over your bottom and panties and down to your knees. Sliding back in the seat you bend double to undo the ankle straps of your patent black heals, discard them in the footwell and strip your skirt off, folding it quickly and dropping it on top of your blouse in your neighbors lap, catching his gaze as you do so, he winks.
As you edge the first of your pantyhose down your thigh two handed the squad car rolls through the derelict gates of a dark foboding disused factory on the industrial outskirts of town. Slowly, tires crunching on gravel, making it’s way deeper into the compound as you toss the first bunched up pantyhose into the footwell and start on the second. By the time you’ve removed the second the drivers found a dark secluded corner, an overhanging tree hiding you from the moonlight now that the rain has ceased and night sky cleared, pulled to a stop and killed the lights. The driver turns, with a grin, to join the others watching you strip, you meet his gaze and he smiles and nods for you to continue.
You arch your back forward and reach both hands to the small of your back and the fiddly clasp of your bra, biting your lip as you work it open. The female officer, without looking away from you, reaches to the ceiling, feels around until she finds what she wants and, just as you are pulling your bra off your tits and painfully erect nipples, presses a switch and the central of three small reading lights flicks on over your head, illuminating your sordid little strip show. You can no longer see the officers in the drivers compartment, reflections in the dividing Perspex hiding them from you, but you know they’re still watching intently.
You cup your breasts in your hands and role your nipples between finger and thumb, eyes closed, seeing the reading light red through your upturned eyelids. But the male officer is impatient for the show to go on; “no need to mess about – get your panties off” after a brief pause he adds “slut”, just to make you feel good about what you’re doing.
Knowing what’s required of their “slut” you slide down until your back is flat on the seat, your head bent forward umcomfortably, your bottom hanging out over the footwell and plant your bare feet on the cold Perspex divider, your knees wide and legs doubled back, your half translucent panties pulled taught. Your breasts hang flat against your chest, your still erect nipples pointing slightly outwards. Your neighbors lean in over you and you can see the silloutes of the officers peering at you illuminated from behind by moonlight through the windscreen.
You slip your panties over your buttocks, until the elastic taught around the top of your thighs, their translucent crotch taught between your legs a centimeter above your pussy, hiding it, then you pull the dark triangle of material up to your belly and hold it there for a few seconds, letting them take a good long look at the pink sensitive frills of your pussy and neat little triangle of carefully cropped pubic hair, spreading your knees wider until the muscles of your inner thighs stand rigid, splaying yourself for their viewing pleasure.
Quickly you put your knees together, slide your panties over them and, leaving them hanging from one ankle spread yourself again, stark naked.
The woman instructs you from the dark of the drivers cabin; “play with yourself, get your pussy wet, spread it for them”. You comply, putting two fingers in your mouth, taking them out glistening with saliva and running them down your cleavage, and belly until they’re stroking, caressing and moistening yourself. As you feel yourself release slick fluids you push your fingers deeper and then part them in a victory sign, spreading yourself, exposing your pink insides, tight vagina and your engorged clitoris dangling in the middle. With the other hand you play with your clitoris with increasing urgency, until you’re ready, and plunge two fingers to the hilt deep inside your silky wet hole to frig yourself roughly.
The little hatch flips open between your legs, the blunt black end of the female officers night stick is offered to you; “get it inside you” she instructs, voice hoarse. Retracting your fingers, soden with lubricating fluids you grasp the end of the shaft with one hand, spreading yourself even wider with the other, and slowly run its hard blunt end up and down between your lips to lubricate it. It’s thick and unforgiving, too wide for you to get in easily, it takes both hands to spread yourself wide enough to get the tip through the tight ring of vaginal muscle, you arch backwards and a loud moan escapes you involuntarily as the baton is roughly twisted and thrust up you from the other side of the hatch. She forces three inches of it inside you before beginning to languorously fuck you with it, twisting it slowly in and out. The men are enjoying watching you squirm, abandoned in this rough perversion, your hot breath has steamed up the side windows and the beads of sweat pool on your flushed chest and a trickle down between your breasts.
Finally she withdraws the baton, the hatch closes and you collapse back into the seat panting for breath, mopping the sweat from your brow, allowed to relax for a few seconds.
“Now, I’ve waited long enough”, it’s the female officer. “Get these boys out of their pants, I want to see their cocks – you can leave them cuffed”.
Complying, you turn to the boy on your left, look him in the eye, grin and wink, and brush your folded blouse and skirt from his lap. Daintily you pluck his belt, button and fly apart, fold his jeans open, to where his erect penis is pushing against his boxer shorts trying to escape. Briefly you push the thin cotton apart revealing his head to you alone as your body is twisted in front of him hiding him from the wpc. Then you put your arms around his waste, grip his jeans at the back, and with him raising his buttocks slightly, yank his trousers and briefs roughly down to his thighs, watching amused as his cock springs to rigid attention, freed from the constraining material. A few more shoves and you manage to get his trousers and pants around his ankles.
Sitting back, you hook his nearest knee over your leg, put your lips to his ear and whisper, loudly enough for everyone to hear, “spread, bitch!”.
He obliges, sliding forward on the now sweat slippery seat, jacking his knees further apart, his engorged helmet bouncing against his taught belly. You cup one hand gently around his balls, thumb and forefinger wrapped around the base of his shaft, you jerk him gently, pointing him at where you know the woman to be sitting unseen – “what do you want me to make this bitch do?” you ask. “play rough with him”, comes the answer.
He’s helpless, hands still cuffed behind his back, as you pull, squeeze, roll, slap, lick and nip playfully at his cock and balls, making sure the womans view is unobstructed, you ask him repeatedly, with a playful grin, “do you like it bitch? you want it harder bitch?” when his cock is slick with sweat you bend over it an take it into your mouth, lapping up the salty savoriness of it, pushing it down deep, unable to breath, until you can take no more in and pull back, gagging.
You turn to the other boy, “ready to show her your cock?” you ask and, without waiting for an answer, yank his trouser open and down around his knees. You get on all fours across the back seat, your legs in the other guys lap, your buttocks in his face as you take the next guy straight into your mouth, bobbing up and down over his cock enthusiastically whilst trying to get into a position where the other man can use his tongue on you, eventually wrapping one leg around the back of his neck and forcing your wet pussy into his face, not caring about his tongue, mastabating yourself on his face, nose and chin.
When you stop and turn and kiss him hard you can taste your sweet secretions all over him. You sit back between them, relaxing a second, a hand on each ramrod cock, teasing slowly as you draw breath.
“Play time’s over – time for you to fuck”, it’s the man, the command in his voice clear.
You swing your legs over one of the boys at random, helping him to shuffle into the middle of the seat, reach between your legs to spread yourself, the other hand on his chest, then lower yourself onto him, you’re so wet he slips in easily. You start to fuck, gyrating yor hips slowly, letting them watch as you slide onto and off him, rubbing your tits in circles on his chest, licking his face.
After a minute the gruff mans voice comes from behind the Perspex shield; “You” he’s talking to the unoccupied boy, “get your hands to the hatch so I can uncuff you”. In order to let him to the hatch you have to slide the boy you’re fucking down flat onto the seat and let him slide into the footwell awkwardly bending over the pair of you. You hear the cuffs slide undone.
“Now, get on top of her”
You stop undulating on the boy beneath you and wait as the next one climbs on top, slips one arm around your neck so that he can hold you down, grips his cock in the other hand and lays it carefully along the sweaty crease of your buttocks. Quickly he raises himself to make room and runs the head of his rock hard member between your buttocks until you can feel it pushing against your puckered arsehole. You try to relax. He pushes harder into you, at the same time pushing you down by the neck, risking the other boy sliding out, you gasp and arch backwards until your sweaty cheek is resting against his as he penetrates your tight sphincter and slowly twists himself into you inch by inch. Once he’s in up to his hilt you both relax a second, you feeling impaled, the two fat cocks stuffing you, only an inch apart inside you.
You are helpless to contribute as they both start to thrust and withdraw, squirming above and below, sandwiching you between them, you close your eyes, bite your lip and moan without control as they simultaneously fuck and sodomise you, sometimes in rhythm, sometimes juxtoposition.
You take it for as long as you can, finally in drooling delirium climb up the boy beneath you to escape and evacuate them, gasping for breath in the sweaty humid confines of the passenger cabin.
You take control again, shove the boys to either side of the cabin and get up onto the seat on elbows and knees, give them your mouth and pussy, let one fuck you whilst you service the other with your mouth, hard and urgently.
You turn around to share your favours fairly.
Finally you feel both of them reaching the point of no return, pull off them and slide into the footwell, head back mouth open, breasts ready for the photo finish you know the watchers want. Grasping both boys around balls and hilt you draw them in over you, let them masturbate themselves urgently, occasionally drawing one or the other of them to you and sucking his head quick and hard.
They cum almost simultaneously, twin hot jets squirting onto your cheeks, lips and into your open mouth, running down your face into your hair and down your neck and cleavage. They squeeze more out onto your tits and then shake the last drops so that they fall randomly all over you. You swallow the viscus salty cum that they ejaculayed into your throat and then take each rapidly deflating member into your mouth and suck it clean before falling back into the seat to clean yourself as best you can – licking around your mouth, rubbing the cum out of your eyelashes on the back of your hands and scraping as much of it as you can from your cheeks.
The boy on your left has already pulled his pants back on, the woman officer dangles the key for the others cuffs through the hatch so that you can free him and he can dress. You lie back naked as they do, strangely pleased with yourself, you never thought you had it in yourself to be that wantonly abandoned and it had been an extremely exciting and satisfying experience, you long ago lost count of how many times you’d orgasmed. You reach into the footwell and slip your blouse over your shoulders, leaving it undone and soaking up some of the rapidly cooling drops of cum, you collect your bra, panties, hose and skirt in your lap and wait.
“You two boys can fuck off now and walk back to your car, we have some unfinished business to see to with the chick”, the door locks click open And they get out without complaining about the two kilometre walk through the unlit streets back to their car. As they walk away you hear one of them say to the other “well that was an unexpected turn of events …” then they are gone into the night.
If you thought that was to be the end of things you’d have put your clothes back on, but you hadn’t. The woman turns to you; “we were only bringing those boys in for a record check anyway, they’d forgotten their ID’s”.
They both get out of the car, her for a cigarette, him to slide into the backseat next to you. She sits on the fender facing away smoking languorously, not wanting to see what her partner does with you.

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Just For You Daddy part 4

Dominick awoke before Mandy did, and lay there on the bed thinking about the two of them. Their relationship had evolved into a beautiful, loving relationship between a man and a woman. Mandy was no longer his step-daughter, but a woman, one he’d fallen deeply in love with. Valentine’s Day was just around the corner and Dominick wanted to do something special for Mandy.
Suddenly Dominick had an idea. Not only would he buy Mandy red roses, but rent a limousine and take her to one of the fanciest restaurants in town, which not only offered a great cuisine but dancing as well.
His mind went back to the time they first met. Oh how lovely she looked all decked out in that fancy dress. The outfit not only accented her long slender legs, but set off her sapphire blue eyes as well. He recalled the light scent of her perfume which tickled his senses when they held each other close and silhouetted across the floor.
Dominick then wondered if she had anything fancy enough to go with his black tie and tuxedo.
His daydream was interrupted when Mandy stretched and yawned.
She looked lovingly into his eyes and asked, “Good morning love, did you sleep well?”
He reached out to her, pulled her close, kissed her lips and said, “You, my dear, fucked the daylights out of me last night, and I slept like a baby.”
She flashed him a sultry look and purred, “You know you loved every minute of it too. Oooh honey, I just adore the way you make love to me.”
Dominick smiled and then looked her straight in the eyes with a questioning stare. “Mandy, I don’t want to change the subject, but I have a question to ask.”
His sparkling eyes glittered with sparkles of gold as she gazed into them. It was as if she could see clear to Dominick’s soul. Goose-bumps covered her torso, chills ran down her spine, and beads of sweat covered her brow. “Oh God, is he going to ask me to marry him?” she asked herself. Although the idea intrigued her, Mandy tried to shake that notion out of her mind, at least for now anyway.
She lowered her eyelids and suggested, “What do you need to know honey?”
While trying his best not to give her the real reason why, he confessed, “Oh, not much, I was just wondering if I could take you shopping to buy some things for you? I can see your eyes now and don’t worry about money, its all on me.”
Mandy’s eyes lit up as excitement beamed all over her face. She loved to go shopping and accepting Dominick’s offer to pay made it even better.
She kissed his cheek and squealed, “Dominick, I’d love to. When do you want to go?”
He laughed and questioned, “Good. Hey aren’t you off today? I was thinking we could go this afternoon?”
Mandy admitted, “Well I do need to go into work for an hour or two to file some papers. After that I’m free. How about we meet at O’Charlie’s for lunch?”
Dominick pulled her close, nuzzled her neck and uttered, “Sounds good to me honey, let’s say one o’clock. Now come here beautiful, I want to make love to you.”
Mandy nodded in agreement, snuggled up in his arms, and ran her fingers across his chest. She could feel the love he had for her radiate through her and it made her quiver with desire.
Dominick looked deeply into her eyes as he felt the heat of her hands upon his chest. His mind was filled with so much emotion that he found it hard to speak. As the memory of Rebecca flashed through his head, he shivered. She was the love of his life. Why it seemed like just yesterday when they’d been walking through the park, professing their love for each other while planning the rest of their lives. Never in their wildest dreams did they think it would end so soon. For two years he longed for her, missing her touch, her kiss, and how they made love.
Never in his wildest dreams did he think, after Rebecca died, would ever find love again.
Mandy watched Dominick and saw the distant look in his eyes and asked, “What’s wrong dear?”
Dominick lifted Mandy’s chin and replied, “My mind was just wandering through some memories of the past.”
She kissed his lips and said, “You were thinking of Rebecca weren’t you? I hope we can build as many wonderful memories as the two of you did.”
He smiled and promised, “We will darling.”
As their lips met the passionate ember inside of him grew went into a roaring fire, one that consumed them both.
Mandy parted her lips allowing his tongue to mingle with hers, doing the dance of lovers. Her fingers caressed down his chest until they grasped his hard cock, and she slowly stroked it.
She trembled from head to toe and purred, “Darling, I love playing with your cock. It’s so big and hard.”
He looked into her face and commanded, “Suck me Mandy. I need to feel your lips around it before I fuck you!”
Mandy moved down, positioning herself between his legs. While holding his genitals she flicked her tongue across his cock and balls, watching him quiver in response as a dewy drop of pre-cum formed at its tip. Next she ran her tongue across the juicy tip repeatedly. When Mandy knew he couldn’t stand it no longer she engulfed his tool and sucked it hungrily.
Dominick bellowed, “Oooooh fuck, Mandy, you sure know how to suck cock! Ahhh slow down, I don’t want to cum in your mouth!”
She arched her back, purred like a kitten and ordered, “It’s time to ride this pony, and put it away wet!”
Mandy proceeded to move upwards until she straddled Dominick’s hips. She held apart her pussy-lips, grasped his cock, and guided it into her drenched, pulsating hole.
He grabbed her by the hips as his cock entered the hole, sliding into it like a hand into a well-tailored glove. It caused her to moan loudly as his cock went deeper. Oh fuck she was tight, and the vaginal walls began milking his cock.
Dominick gazed up at her and exclaimed, “Ooooh baby, your cunt feels so damn good on my dick! Ride me honey, harder, ooooh fuck yesssssss!”
As she rode him, he reached down and began massaging her sensitive swollen clit.
Mandy threw her head back and slammed herself down hard on his cock repeatedly. Her whole body quivered as beads of sweat rolled down her back. She knew if she kept this up, her climax would run through her like a freight train out of control.
Dominick slid in and out of her hot hole and she watched him start toying with her sensitive bud. “That’s it baby, rub my sweet clit—harder, oh God, yessssss!”
Then Mandy did something he’d never seen her do before. She reached down, brought her left nipple up to her lips, tongued it, sucked it in, and then bit it.
Her actions sent his body reeling into high gear and Dominick didn’t know how long he could keep this up before blew his load. “Ohhhh God, I love it when a woman does her own nipples, it drives me crazy. Bite it again for me baby, I’m close to cumming!”
Mandy flashed him a devilish smile, then did the same thing to her other nipple. Biting it gently at first, pausing to watch his reaction, then harder, as a climax began to surge through her body.
As Mandy’s orgasmic spasm gripped his cock like a vice, she shook so hard that he had to grab her by the hips to maintain control. He rammed his throbbing tool as deep as it could go, spilling his seed deep within her.
Afterwards she leaned against his chest and stayed there until his cock slid from her pussy.
Mandy then glanced over at the clock. “Oh no, look at the time, I’d better hurry honey or I will be late for work.”
Dominick smirked and suggested, “Mandy, let’s take a shower together and save water!”
She threw him a questioning look and requested, “As long as it’s just a shower you can join me.”
Dominick lowered his head and frowned. “Spoil sport. Okay, I hear you. I’ll be good this time.”
She smirked, “Promise?”
Dominick sighed and replied, “Yes. We’d better hurry, doll, or you’re going to be late.”
They showered and dressed for the day. Mandy went to work, and Dominick put his plan into action.
After ordering the flowers and limousine, he made reservations for dinner on Valentine’s Day at the Fountain Restaurant, a chic eatery located in the Four Seasons Hotel.
He then got his tuxedo out and prepared to take it to the cleaners. As he felt the smooth material his mind went back to the last time he wore it. He was standing in a gazebo on the courtyard of the old village square. The area and building had been restored to their original designs of the nineteenth century. By his side was Rebecca, dressed in an 1800’s style wedding gown.
He wiped the tears from his flooded eyes and wondered if he’d wear the suit to such a celebrated occasion again. Dominick shook that thought from his mind, for now anyway.
He then took his suit to the cleaners. Afterwards Dominick glanced at his watch and figured there was no sense driving back home when he was to meet Mandy in an hour. So he walked to the jewelry store on the corner and picked out sapphire blue earrings with a matching necklace ensemble. He then told them to gift wrap it, he would be back at a later time in the week to pick it up.
At one o’clock sharp he was sitting in a booth awaiting Mandy’s arrival. Daydreaming of what she’d look like in a velvet blue floor-length gown he’d seen in one of her fashion magazines at home. It was elegant and classy, which was just perfect for her; the velvety material would caress her curves. Dominick envisioned the two of them sitting at a table in that elegant restaurant. Mandy’s long hair would be swept up atop her head with ringlets caressing her face and neck. Her earlobes and neck would be adorned with the jewelry he just purchased.
When Mandy entered the restaurant, she spotted Dominick across the room. When the maitre’d walked up to her and asked if she needed a table she told him no, she was meeting someone, and he was there already.
She pointed out Dominick’s table to the maitre’d. He escorted her over to it, pulled out the chair for her, and she sat down. He then informed them that their waiter would be with them shortly.
Mandy glanced over at Dominick and it looked like his mind was a million miles away. She leaned over and caressed his arm. “A penny for your thoughts, darling.”
He jumped and blushed. “Oh, hi honey. I was just thinking about this dress I saw in a magazine, and how good it would look on you.”
She grinned, wondering if he’d buy her anything she wanted. Like the blue velvet gown she saw in a Dillard’s window a couple of weeks ago. However it looked expensive. Maybe he would, after all he said he was taking her shopping.
Mandy batted her eyes and purred, “Well, I for one cannot wait to show you what I’d like to buy when we go shopping.”
Before long the two of them ordered lunch and were sitting there talking about places to go to shopping.
He took a sip of coffee and asked, “Mandy, what’s your favorite place to shop?”
She thought for a moment, then admitted, “Dillard’s, I like it because there is such a variety to choose from when I shop there. Plus the items are not too expensive, unless you’re looking at elegant formal wear.”
Dominick wiped his mouth and placed the napkin on the table. “Well my pretty, I think we shall go to Dillard’s. If you don’t see anything you like there we can go somewhere else.”
Mandy felt like a kid in a candy store. All of a sudden memories of her mother flashed through her head causing tears to come to her eyes. She recalled the many lunches and afternoon shopping trips the two of them used to enjoy. Mandy’s mother was her best friend, and a lot of fun to be with. Like the time they went shopping for her mother’s wedding gown. All afternoon her mother teased her about which man she’d like to see Mandy wed. Adding that maybe she should put a gown on layaway, just in case. They both laughed so hard her mother almost lost her balance. She fought back more tears, because she really did miss her mother.
Dominick saw the tears in her eyes, “What’s wrong honey?”
Oh God, she wiped her tears because Mandy hated to cry in front of Dominick. She then cleared her throat and confessed, “I was just thinking about mom, and how much fun we had shopping. In a way I miss her, but I know she’s at peace now and not in any pain.
A smile crossed Mandy’s face when she spoke. “You know something? I can see her now, looking down from heaven, pointing and whispering to the other angels, ‘That’s my girl. Oh she look’s so happy’.”
Dominick’s face went white as a sheet like he was guilty of doing something wrong. “Wonder what she’d say about seeing us together like this?”
Mandy touched his arm and smiled. “Knowing mom, she’d first ask if I was happy. After that she’d tell you to quit corrupting her daughter and marry her.”
Dominick laughed, “Yeah I bet she would at that. She was always playing match maker.”
They both chuckled and Mandy put her napkin down, stared at him and said, “Well Dominick, let’s go shopping. Then I can say my favorite word.”
He grinned, “Which is?”
She giggled and replied, “Charge it!”
The two of them walked arm in arm to the car laughing. In his mind, Dominick was saying, ‘Rebecca, don’t worry your pretty little head, I intend to marry your daughter.’
They went shopping and the best surprise of all came later on their special day…
On Valentine’s Day Mandy was putting on the velvet blue gown as Dominick donned his tuxedo. Afterwards he watched her with loving eyes, fixing her hair.
When she appeared to be done she was looking in her jewelry box for something to go with her outfit.
Dominick got the gift out of his drawer where he hid it, and held it behind his back as he walked over to Mandy.
“Mandy, my love, you look ravishing.”
Her eyes lit up with desire and she noticed he was trying to conceal something. She buttered him up first and said, “You look pretty dashing yourself darling. Now out with it, what do you have hidden behind your back?”
He brought his hand around and then gave her the gift-wrapped box, “I guess I cannot hide anything from you, huh? Open it darling, I think it will go splendid with your gown.”
Mandy slowly opened the delicate package with shaky fingers. Inside was a black velvet box. She carefully opened it and gasped when her eyes saw the beautiful sapphire jewelry.
She looked at him and admitted, “Oh darling, I have never seen anything so elegant.”
Dominick smiled and helped her with the necklace. He then stepped back to admire her. “Oh my sweet Mandy, you’re the most beautiful thing I have seen for a long time. Now we’d better be going.”
She questioned, “Yes, we should. By the way, where are we going?”
His eyes lit up and a devilish grin crossed his face and he replied, “You’ll see, grab your shawl honey, the limo just pulled up.”
Her eyes went wild with excitement and it looked as if Mandy might pass out. “A limo, oh God, I have never rode in one of those.”
Dominick reached out, pulled Mandy close so she wouldn’t collapse, and kissed her passionately. “Well Mandy, let me put it this way. I want you to have the best of everything tonight, because we are officially celebrating, the first day of the rest of our lives, together.”
Soon, the limo whisked them off to the restaurant. Mandy held Dominick’s arm tightly as she looked around the spacious vehicle. “Oh darling, I have never seen anything this gorgeous.”
Dominick kissed her and answered, “Only the best for you my baby.”
Mandy couldn’t get over the size or beauty of the elegant restaurant. She held onto Dominick the whole time for fear of passing out from excitement.
She couldn’t believe her eyes after they were seated, because the first thing served was champagne and caviar.
Mandy gazed into Dominick’s loving eyes, lifted her goblet and toasted, “I’ll be yours forevermore. Happy Valentine’s Day, darling.”
As their glasses clicked Dominick told himself, “The best is yet to come, my precious Valentine.”

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SCENE IN A NIGHT CLUB

This is part of an occasional series of ‘Scenes’, all of which are a single scene in a particular type of location. They are ‘point of view’ stories, and you can imagine that you are either the narrator or the ‘you’ character. This is happening on Saturday night, in a club in your town.

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my new submissive family – Part 4 Stacy’s training

Part 4
For the next couple days, Lisa asked me a lot of questions and slowly relaxed around me. My interaction with the rest of my new family is almost strictly related to food. The only exception is the need to wash off Tom and Mary. They seemed to have shit on themselves a few times. Both of them were begging and pleading for me to release them, but I didn’t think they were ready yet.
After another day, I decided it was time to test the programming. I set the recording to stop in just as I would enter the cell. I wore my robe and placed a taser in the pocket.
I walked into Tom & Mary’s cell. I walked up to the computer and clicked off the script, turned towards them and said. “How are my two slaves this morning?”
Both were looking at me trying to shake their heads “good”, their eyes locked on me. There was no hate in their eyes. If I were reading their looks correctly, they desired to know what I wanted them to do.
As I removed Mary’s harness and mouthpiece, she said. “Good morning Master. How may I serve you?”
“After I remove Tom’s harness, you both will find out.”
I removed Tom’s harness and mouthpiece and he stated “Thank you Master, how may I serve you?”
I started “I have a small task for you. You are going to teach someone how to suck my cock. You will explain to this student, that since they are my slave, they are to learn how to please me and that their first lesson will be to learn how to suck my cock. Do you understand?”
“Yes master” they replied.
“We are going to start by showing Lisa how to suck cock.”
“But she is too young?” Mary replied.
At that point, I knew that the treatment hadn’t quite taken effect yet.
I instructed Tom and Mary to their table.
Tom turned around saying “No, I won’t get back on that fucking table! I refu…”
Tom’s comment was cut short from a violent shaking caused from the jolt of my taser.
“I don’t make requests. Mary, assist me moving Tom back onto his table. I want him to lie on his back.”
We placed Tom on his table we proceeded to secure his arms, legs and head. I handed Mary the Anal dildo and the nipple clamps. While I replaced the harness onto Tom’s head and inserted his mouthpiece and tongue clamp. I had Mary attach the other attachments onto Tom. I went over to the computer and started Tom’s portion of the program but with shorter pauses between jolts. In a matter of seconds, Tom woke up and realized that his nightmare had begun again. His ass, nipples and tongue were on fire and there was nothing he could do but scream.
I had not pleasured myself in a couple days so I pointed at Toms cock shouting at Mary “Start sucking” as I proceeded to step behind her. As Mary started to suck Toms cock, I slipped my cock into Mary’s pussy. It wasn’t long before Tom’s cock had responded to Mary. I pulled my cock out and had Mary climb up onto the table and sit on Tom’s cock. As soon as she had buried it all the way in, I stepped up and slammed my cock deep into her ass. I could feel Tom’s cock jump from the jolts right through Mary’s.
I hammered my cock unmercifully until I filled her ass with my sperm.
I quickly pulled out and told Mary to get up onto her table. As Mary walked to her table, she started to plead, “Master, I promise to do better. I will do as you command, just please don’t”
“Get on your table now” I commanded, cutting her pleas off.
Mary quickly got on her table. I tightened the restraints. I grabbed 3 of her instruments. The vagina dildo, and both nipple clamps. After I inserted the dildo and clipped on the clamps, I programmed the computer to randomly discharge the three points rapidly. Mary’s eyes opened wide and she screamed when the pain hit. I walked over and placed her harness on her head and inserted the mouthpiece. Mary was very cooperative, between the screams.
“I was very disappointed in the both of you. I gave you a task and you questioned it. You had doubts. Understand you no longer have children to worry about; they are my slaves. You do not have each other to worry about; you are my slaves. You will do what I tell you to do. Without hesitation! Trust me when I say, this punishment can get worse, much worse.”
The quick DP of Mary had not entirely fulfilled my needs and seeing Mary so eagerly wanting to please her master, I proceeded to stick my hard cock into Mary’s mouth. Mary did all she could to try to suck on my cock. The mouthpiece prevented her from biting my cock when the shocks hit. Mary clamped down on my cock with her lips and sucked with everything she could. Her tongue lapped and played with my cock like it was her final meal. It was not long before my cock was nice and hard. I shoved my cock all the way down her throat. Between her gags and the tightening of her neck muscles from the shocks, it was a pleasant feeling. I removed my cock from her mouth as she gasped for air.
Mary’s ass was still prepped from the previous fuck so I placed my cock head at her anus and shoved. I am not sure if she groaned because of me or a shock, but her ass tightened around my cock like a vise. The feeling of her ass tightening in irregular intervals was incredible. It felt like her body was a machine designed just to suck my cock into her ass. She was an electric anal cock vibrator. It wasn’t long before I unloaded into her bowels again. After I pulled my cock out of her ass, I replaced it with the anal dildo and also clipped the tongue clip. I also inserted Toms Cock tube before changing the program to include all of the attachments.
“Good night my pets” I said as I left to grab myself a shower.
Over the next couple days I watched Tom and Mary closely. I enjoyed fucking Mary while she was still plugged in. During the couple days, I gave then a few minutes occasionally to rest.
After those couple days ended, I decided it was time for another test. Stacey was trying to be defiant and not learning her Principles so she was going to be the instrument of the test.
I walked into the cell. They both watched me walk up to the computer and stop the programs.
“Good morning slaves. I have a new task for both of you. First, Posted on the door are your slave rules. You will need to start learning these quickly. Start with the Hand Communications and Positions. Second, Stacey has been denying her servitude towards me. She has already shown defiance to learning these Principles. Therefore I am going to place her in your hands. You are going to initiate her Sexual training. You are to abuse her, fuck her, suck her, slap her, and convince her that she is my slave and she is to serve me. I have verified that she is a virgin, so enjoy it. Train her well. I will provide you with toys. You will have 24 hours to complete her training. Do not fail me. Do you understand?
They both shook their heads yes.
I removed all the attachments and released them from their tables. I informed them that they had to be ready in about 16 hours and that they were also to shower, eat and grab some sleep. I would awaken them before their task was to begin.
“Yes Master” was all I heard before they quickly headed to the shower. I grabbed the computer cart and wheeled it into storage. I turned the monitoring system to the shower room and listened.
Tom: “I am glad the Master let us off the tables. I didn’t know how much more I could handle of that infernal machine.”
Mary: I am glad also. Stacey sure must have made the Master mad.”
Tom: “Well we had better hurry up and get some sleep or we won’t be worth shit. One thing is for sure, I don’t want to displease him again.”
Mary: “Neither do I”
They quickly finished their showers; dried off, wolfed down the food I left them. As I shut off my monitor, they were intently reading their rules.
I had a few errands to run that kept me out of the house for most of the day.
When I returned, I brought food for Lisa and Anna. I went to my study and took a look at Stacey. She was sitting on her bed staring into space. I turned on the video recorder to Stacey’s cell, gathered a few items together and headed to awaken Tom and Mary.
Both woke up as I opened their cell door.
“Good Morning Master!” they stated.
“Good Afternoon. Hope you slept well.”
“Yes Master, very well”
“Now here is a box of toys that you may need shortly. I wanted you to be ready when I need you. Mary, I want you to suck Tom and get him nice and hard, but do not let him cum. And as for you Tom, lick Mary’s pussy and get her ready also. I will return in a few minutes to collect you both. Be ready!”
“Yes Master!” they both exclaimed.
Stacey jumped when she heard me open her cell door.
“Hello my pet. How are you doing this evening?” I said
Stacey started to rattle off a bunch of questions “Where are my mom and dad? Where are my sisters? When are you going to let us go home? Why are you doing this to us?”
I cut her off saying “First of all, this is your home now. You are my property. Today is your first lesson. You are going to learn how to be a good sex slave. We can do this with me or with your parents. I would be the slow and easy way, or a fast and painful way with your parents. I prefer the slow way. The slow way is the least painful. Actually, it could be quite enjoyable for us both.”
Stacey cowered in the corner of her bed and shouted “I don’t care what way you want, you ain’t touching me you pervert! I am not your slave. My mom and dad would never do anything like that to me!”
“So you want it the painful way. I expected that since you have refused to learn your principles. I could give you a choice, I could chain you up and fuck you hard or I could bring in your parents to train you. I think I will just bring your parents”
As I turned to leave the cell I said “Be right back with your instructors“
I opened up Tom and Mary’s cell and said “collect your toys and follow me.”
As I walked towards Stacey’s cell, Tom and Mary were following closely behind like kids on Christmas morning.
As we entered the cell, I pointed down at the floor to the location I wanted Tom and Mary to stand. Stacey jumped up racing towards Tom and Mary shouting “Mom, Dad, What is going on?”
I grabbed Stacey before she could reach them. I scooped her up and held her away from them. She started screaming for help from Tom and Mary, but they remained frozen behind me. I threw Stacey down on her bed and held her there. I told her to stay on her bed until I leave and then she will be able to spend time with them.
“Let me introduce your instructors; Tom and Mary. You will refer them as your instructors. Tom, Mary, This is Stacey, your student. She is yours to instruct.”
I turned to head out the door I said “You have your task. I will check back later to check on your progress.”
“Yes Master” was the last words I heard as I walked out the cell and locked the door.
I walked down to my study and brought up the camera. I needed Stacey to be broken.
Stacey jumped up and ran to Tom and Mary jumping into their arms. “Dad, Mom, what is going on?”
Tom grabbed Stacey by the arm. “Did you refuse to serve the master?”
Stacey: “Of course. I wouldn’t let that asshole touch me!”
Tom reached back and slapped Stacey across the face. Stacey hit the floor and looked up in terror. Tom had never hit her before. Stacey looked at Mary expecting protection, but all she heard was “You should have listened to the Master. Now we will have to teach you how to act properly towards him.”
“WHAT! What has he done to you?” Stacey shouted
Mary reached over and grabbed Stacey by the hair, dragging her towards Tom. She pushed Stacey’s face towards his cock saying “And your first lesson is cock sucking. Open your mouth and start sucking!”
“NOOOO, MOM!” Stacey shouted. As Stacey said ‘mom’, Mary shoved Tom’s cock between her lips.
Stacey pushed against Tom’s waist with all her might to get away from them.
“OK, if she doesn’t want to suck, I guess we need to open up her other holes first.” Tom said to Mary.
Mary grabbed the cuffs from the box and quickly put Stacey’s hands behind her back. Mary rolled her over onto her back and sat on her face saying “If you won’t suck cock, lets see if you would prefer to start with sucking my pussy.”
Mary then grabbed Stacy by the arms and rolled her on top of her so that Stacey was face down looking at Mary’s pussy. Tom got above them and held Stacey down.
“Tom, now you can fuck her holes, and I get a great view!” Mary stated.
“When was the last time you ever got a chance to eat a virgin pussy Mary? You get her pussy ready and I will suck on her virgin ass. Of course, neither will be virgin much longer.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her ears. What has happened to her parents? They were talking about fucking me in my pussy and ass. How could they? Why are they raping me?
As Mary started licking on the pussy, Tom started sticking his tongue in Stacey’s ass.
They both playfully took turns moving back and forth between both holes.
“I think it is about time to deflower our student. And you have front row seating Mary.”
As Tom sat up and placed his hard cock at the wet pussy he said “I haven’t had a cherry in years. Not since I had yours Mary”
Mary started to lick Tom’s cock and Stacey’s pussy. Tom slowly started to push, as the head slowly disappeared into Stacey’s body.
“NO DAD! STOP, PLEASE DON’T!” Stacey screamed.
Mary reached down and grabbed Stacey’s head and pushed it into her pussy “You should be eating my pussy, not talking.”
As Tom pushed his cock in, he felt Stacey trying to squeeze him out. She was trying to prevent the invasion from her father. Tom felt her hymen resist and then finally succumb. Stacey screamed out in pain as she felt like she was being ripped in half.
Tom continued to push his cock until it had completely disappeared inside her pussy. As he pulled in back, Mary could see lines of blood on his cock.
Tom commented “Damn she is tight. I think she is even tighter than you were, Mary.”, as he continued his assault on the young pussy.
“Well, I was a couple years older and you had made me very wet before you stuck that beautiful cock into me. You didn’t have to hold me down to fuck me.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her eyes and ears. Nothing made sense. Why are they acting like this? Why are they hurting me?
Mary watched Tom slam his cock into Stacey repeatedly. Mary remembered the joy of him shoving his cock into her. The feelings when the Master shoved his cock into her in the garage. Tom looked so sexy fucking Stacey. Mary started to lick on Stacey’s clit.
Stacey stopped struggling. There was obviously nothing she could do to prevent this assault so she just gave up.
“Mary, I think she is trying to ignore us, don’t you think?”
“Well, I know she is not sucking on my pussy like she should, I think our student needs a little incentive to regain her interest into her studies. Why don’t you try the other hole?”
Tom pulled his cock out of Stacey’s pussy and raised it a little higher.
Stacey felt Tom place his cock at the entrance to her ass. She squeezed it tight hoping it would prevent him from what ever he had planned.
“NO, DON’T YOU DARE! STOP IT! YOU BOTH SICK! YOU’RE HURTING ME” Stacey shouted as Tom pushed.
“The more you resist, the more it will hurt. I will fuck your ass. You will get use to having a cock in your pussy and ass. Yours is my first virgin ass and I will enjoy it!” Tom shouted as he shoved hard. The head popped past Stacey’s sphincter muscle. Stacey screamed in pain and continued to scream for several minutes while tears poured out of her eyes. Suddenly, Stacey stopped screaming, stopped crying, and stopped moving. Stacey had given up. The people she loved had hurt her in ways she had never imagined.
This was what I was looking for. Stacey’s spirit had been broken. Now she was ready to be molded into my pet. I stood up from my desk and turned off the monitor. I grabbed some dinner and placed it in Tom & Mary’s cell.
Tom and Mary both looked up as I opened the cell door.
“Stop what you’re doing! Take all your toys and put Stacey on her bed. Return to your cell NOW.” I said trying to sound angry.
Tom quickly pulled his cock from Stacey’s ass and picked her up off of Mary. They removed the cuffs and put Stacey on her bed before quickly moving back to their cell. They both had looks of disappointment, confusion, and terror on their faces. They thought they had done something wrong, but they were not sure what it was. They thought they were going to be put back on their tables.
I followed them back to their cells. “You did good both of you. Here is some dinner. Since you’re both quite sexually charged, you may indulge yourselves for the rest of the night.”
Tom looked up at me inquisitively and said “But Master, we failed to train her.”
I looked at him “You proceeded as I commanded. Do not question the results. I gave you direction and you proceeded towards the completion as I needed. I determine when something is completed, I determine when you have been successful or if you have failed. You will finish learning your principles. From now on, questioning my commands will be punished. Now good night”
Both Tom and Mary said their good nights as I left their cell.
I headed back to Stacey’s cell. She has coiled up into the fetal position on her bed. She was not making a sound. I walked up to her and gently stood her up. I walked her from her cell into the shower room. I turned on the hot water and started to gently wash her abused body. Stacey just stood there with a blank look on her face. I washed and rinsed her hair. Then I soaped up a soft cloth and proceeded to wash her face, ears and neck. I stepped behind her, putting my chest against her back.
“You’re safe now.” I whispered into her ear.
I stepped back and washed her back and arms. Her body is so firm and soft. I stepped in front and started to wash her chest. My hands moving around those perfect mounds. I tweaked one of her nipples, but she didn’t respond. I continued to wash her stomach and waist. As I started to wash her privates, I motioned for her to spread her legs, which she did very nonchalantly. I was very gentle when I washed her abused pussy and asshole. Then I finished washing her legs and feet. I moved her under the warm water spray.
“Rinse yourself off and enjoy the warm water. I will return shortly with a towel.” I told her. I was going to give her some time to relax.
I went to my kitchen and put together some hot food and drink for us. I brought it down and placed into the larger living cell that will be Stacey’s new quarters.
As I walked into the shower room, Stacey was directing the shower towards her sore shoulders.
“Come here” I said as I opened up a soft towel, directing her to step into. She stepped into the towel and let me dry her body off. I turned off the water and directed her to follow me.
Stacey started to turn into her old cell, “No, this way” I said.
As we entered her new cell, I directed her to sit on the bed next to the table. I moved the hot dinner before her. She looked up at me.
“Go ahead and eat” I said
Stacey quickly devoured the first hot meal she has had in days.
After she finished I told her it was time to sleep. As I lay down, I had her lay down beside me, with her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her as I pulled the blanket over her.
“You’re safe in your Master’s arms” I whispered as I shut off the light.
At first she remained still, unsure, but after a while she relaxed. Her breathing slowed and she snuggled up tight.
By morning we both had moved. Stacey had rolled over and I was spooned behind her. Her head was cradled in my left arm and my right was wrapped across her chest up to her neck. She looked so peaceful lying there.
I started to lightly kiss her neck and shoulder. With my right hand I started to massage her shoulder and arm. She opened up her neck to me. Still not awake, as her body responded to my touch. I brought my hand down and gently rubbed her breasts. I could start to hear low moans coming from her. As my cock started to harden, I noticed that it was pressing between her legs. Her left leg was lying on top of my leg so I lifted my leg to place my cock against her pussy. I reached down and started to rub her leg moving slowly towards her pussy.
As my fingers started to rub her puffy lips, she spread her legs. This freed my cock allowing me to slide it up and down against her. I noticed that she was getting very wet and her breathing had deepened. While rubbing my cock, it had worked its way between her lips. All I had to do was press the head with my finger, allowing it to push its way into her. She was so wet, so hot, and so tight that I had to work hard to keep from slamming myself into her. I took my time, slowly inching myself into her. I would push in a little and pull back a little, only to push in a bit more. It seemed like an eternity before I was completely engulfed. I started long, slow and steady strokes. After a few minutes, Stacey started to push down on my cock as I thrust into her. She kept trying to speed things up, but I was determined to keep things at my pace. Several times I found myself trying to keep pace with her hips to prevent any movement within her.
Suddenly Stacey gave out a loud groan as she tried to burry my cock into her. When I looked at her face, she had a look of terror and ecstasy. Between the feelings that her body was feeling and the thoughts of me fucking her, she didn’t know what to do. Despite any thoughts of terror, her body was running on auto-pilot.
“Oh God. What’s happening to me? What are you doing to meeeee?” Stacey screamed.
I picked up my pace to maintain her state, but controlled it to preventing an orgasm. Soon she was grabbing at my waist trying to pull me deeper. She tried to move her hand to her pussy to rub her clit. I wrapped my arms around her to control her, holding her hands up above her waist. Stacey was trying everything she could to gain that sexual release. Anything she could to peak those unfamiliar, wonderful, terrifying, glorious, electric feelings running rampant through her body.
I stopped thrusting and said “Would you prefer me to stop?”
“Please don’t! Please don’t stop!” Stacey cried.
I started to slowly slide my cock out.
“You’re driving me crazy? Please fuck me. Fuck me hard!” She pleaded.
“Ask your master nicely and I might be merciful” I said mockingly
“Please Master PLEASE! I WILL DO ANYTHING YOU ASK PLEASE FUCK ME!” she screamed.
“Anything? I don’t ask for anything.” I said, “I demand everything, total obedience and total commitment. Your entire body is mine to explore, to use, to enjoy for what ever I desire. Your only desire is to please me.”
“YESSS! ANYTHING YOU DESIRE MASTER, ANYTHING, EVERYTHING! PLEASE MASTER, SHOW MERCY!” Stacey screamed.
I grabbed one of her hands and moved it down to her pussy to have her feel my cock sliding into her pussy. I wrapped one of my fingers around her wrist and started to tweak her clit. My other hand started to play with her nipples while I sucked on the nape of her neck. I picked up my pace and started to slam my cock into her harder and faster. Stacey kept pushing down on my cock trying to drive me deeper into her pussy.
“MASTER!” Stacey screamed. Every muscle in her body was convulsing.
I felt that molten lava rapidly building inside me. With Stacey’s body clamping down on my cock, I released a flood of seed deep inside her, flooding her cavity with its first taste of my passion. I continued to shoot into her for several more thrusts and I stopped. Stacey’s body stopped moving momentarily as if she forgot how to breathe. Finally she remembered and grabbed a deep breath.
We laid still for several minutes until our breathing slowed down some. Stacey grabbed my arms and wrapped them around her.
“Master, I know this was opposite from what my mom and dad did to me, but will it always be this way?” She asked.
“No it will not always be this way; it can be better, or worse. But it is not up to you to judge. You are my sub, your goal is to give pleasure to me or whom ever I tell you to. Sometimes you will receive immediate pleasure, other times it will be delayed, or it may not be at all. That is not your concern; your only desire will be to please. Think about this, before this morning, you wouldn’t have even let me touch you, and now you were begging me to fuck you. Think what you could learn if you are willing to let me lead you, what you will experience if you serve me”
“Yes Master, please teach me to please you”
“Do you know how to suck cock?” I asked.
“I tried it once, and he said I was good” replied Stacey
“Well then let’s see just how good you are. Here is what I want you to do. I want you to make me cum twice, the first time within 10 minutes, and the second time about 30 minutes after you get me hard.”
Stacey nodded her head in excitement as she quickly leaned over to start. My cock was semi-hard after the fucking we had so I thought it wouldn’t be hard to arouse me, but I was wrong. Stacey clamped onto the head of my cock and started sucking it like a baby bottle. She actually sucked so hard that it hurt and her teeth rubbed several times. It was quickly becoming too painful to continue. It was a matter of a few seconds and I had taken about all I could.
I grabbed Stacey by the head and looked into her eyes saying “We have a lot of work to teach you. Sucking cock is about giving pleasure, not just how hard you can suck.”
I could tell Stacey was not happy that she had not been able to please me.
“Start like this” I said as I grabbed Stacey’s hand and placed her finger in my mouth. I started to suck lightly while running my tongue around her finger. Then I slowly started to slide her finger in and out of my mouth.
“It isn’t about intensity, but touch and feel. There is more to a cock then just the head as there is more to your mouth then just your lips. Use your tongue, your lips, your throat, but generally watch your teeth. Lick and suck the entire cock, the balls and surrounding area. Breath through your nose and you will be able to take a cock deeper.”
Stacey started to lick my cock head and then moved down the shaft licking and sucking. As she started to lick my balls, I told her to take extra care with them because they were extra sensitive to pressure and pain. She worked back up to the head and slowly slid it between her lips. She began to explore my cock with her mouth. She slid the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked lightly. Her tongue was licking my cock head while she pulled my cock in deeper. She began to fuck her mouth with this object of her desire. She looked up at me looked up at me and read approval of her performance.
I pulled my cock out and pushed her down onto the bed. I straddled her head, placing my cock back into her mouth. I then spread her legs and began to lick her beautiful pussy. It didn’t take long for Stacey to start moaning and grinding her hips. I could tell that Stacey was quickly approaching an orgasm so I let up on the sensations. Stacey lifted her hips trying to stop the torture that she knew had begun. As she began to calm down, I resumed my sucking and tonguing of her delicious pussy. I had a wonderful view of her asshole and ensured that there were plenty of fluids flowing down. After a couple minutes, Stacey was again approaching her orgasm, so again I stopped my lashing.
“Please Master, don’t torture me again. Please master, Let me come!” Stacey begged.
I started to play with her clit with my fingers while I said. “If you want me to let you come, you have two things to accomplish. The first is to work on pushing my cock deeper into your mouth until your lips reach the base. To do this, you will have to learn to overcome your gag reflex and breathe through your nose while sucking my cock. The second item for you to accomplish is to prepare your ass for me. Reach your hands around to your ass and feel. You will notice there is spit and pussy juice on your asshole. You will use your fingers, and rub those juices into your ass. Then starting with one finger you will begin to fuck your ass. Then you will make it two fingers, then three, and then finally four fingers. Once I have felt your lips at the base of my cock and you are fucking yourself, in your ass with at least four fingers, I will let you orgasm. Until then, I will neither let you rest nor orgasm.”
Stacey reached around and felt the juices that had overflowed from her cunt. Stacey started to complain, but was quickly overcome by pleasure as I began my assault on her clit. Several times I brought her close to her orgasm and then pulled back before she started to push my cock deeper into her mouth. Several times she gagged, but she kept trying to push it deeper into her throat. After the fourth time she approached an orgasm she had engulfed my cock entirely. Her hands had grabbed her butt cheeks, but she had not started to play with her asshole yet.
As she approached an orgasm for the fifth time, she pleaded “Master, please don’t make me fuck my ass. Please let me come!”
I ignored her pleas as I pulled back again. As Stacey moved her finger to her moist asshole, I resumed my teasing her clit. Soon she inserted her first finger into her ass followed shortly thereafter with a second finger. By the time I had her close to another orgasm, she had three fingers buried in her backside.
I started to back off, but she picked up the pace of her fucking her ass and I could tell it was bringing her close to her desired orgasm. I stopped licking her pussy therefore preventing her orgasm. Stacey quickly inserted the fourth finger and began to rapidly fuck her ass. Right at this time, Stacey shoved my cock completely down her throat. She had done what I had commanded, so I began to lick and suck on her pussy. As she approached her orgasm, I could tell she was going to do all she could to do to ensure that she reached an orgasm. Stacey again deep throated my cock and shoved as much of her hand into her ass as she could fit. I continued my sucking, to the point where Stacey’s body began to shake and stiffen. Stacey lifted her legs and wrapped them around my head trying to prevent me from releasing. After a few seconds I lightly bit down on Stacey’s abused clit sending her out of control. Her body straightened out and she screamed.
Stacey remained still for a several minutes. During this time I turned around and moved down between her legs.
Placing her legs on my shoulders, I placed the tip of my cock at her anus. Not giving her time to fully recover, I started to push my cock deep onto her ass. As I started to fuck her ass, she started to push back. Stacey quickly grabbed my legs trying to pull me in deeper.
“Oh God Master, Fuck my ass.”
After everything, I knew that I wasn’t going to last too long. Soon I could feel that familiar build-up. I could tell that Stacey was also approaching that point of no return. Stacey’s body tensed up again just as I began to flood her ass with my sperm. I slammed my cock deep into her ass one final time.
As my cock went limp, it popped out of her ass. I crawled up beside her as she cuddled up next to me.
“Not bad for a first day of training. Maybe tomorrow, I may have you come with me into Anna’s cell for her first day of training.”
“Master, Anna has no idea of the pleasures. I would be honored to serve you in any way I can”
Stacey placed her head on my shoulder as we drifted to sleep.

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Diary

DIARY OF A HOUSE BOY: PART 1

March 7 Dear Dairy, Boy it sure has been busy around here for the past month or so, Mr. Foxx, he’s my boss, has been entertaining a slew of clients and friends, it seems that someone’s always showing up at the door!!! Of course since Mr. Foxx keeps me completely naked at all times in the apartment, sometimes the person on the other side of the door gets a big surprise when they see me standing there in the altogether, but more often than not they can’t keep their eyes off my usually hard pecker!!! Just last week Mr. Foxx’s best customer dropped over with some contracts he had just signed, and while Mr. Foxx was looking them over his client was doing the same to me!!! When he realized how interested his client was in my hard penis, he nodded his head and told him to go ahead and suck me off, which he quickly did!!! The old guy just loved my hard pecker in his mouth, and I have to admit he was pretty good, so when Mr. Foxx gave me the nod, I quickly ejaculated in his mouth, leaving him one very satisfied customer!!! Whoa, it’s really getting late, seeya next week sometime, bye for now, Jamie!!! March 15 Dear Diary, Jamie here again!!! Mr. Foxx took me to the office yesterday, and boy was it ever exciting!!! I got to sit and watch him wheel and deal all morning until at about eleven he called me over to his desk where he started kissing me and rubbing my cock through my pants!!! I was really getting hot and bothered by all of the attention, and after pulling down my pants and shorts he put me over his knee and gave me a hard spanking!!! Every once in a while Mr. Foxx gets the urge to tan my tight behind, and while it stings like the dickens, my penis always get sooooooo hard when he does it!!! Anyway, after he had given me about twenty strokes, he had me sit on the edge of his desk with my legs apart so he had easy access to my hardon!!! Just when I thought he was gonna suck me for sure, he buzzed his secretary into the office, and then just as casually as you please told her sit and watch and see how a man sucks off a nice hard pecker of hot dicked young man!!! She plopped down in a chair, and while Mr. Foxx sucked my hard penis, his secretary reached under her skirt and frigged herself to a really hard orgasm!!! She was so loud that I thought other people might hear her, but no one did, and just as she started to cum, I couldn’t hold back another second and filled Mr. Foxx’s mouth with a really big load of cum!!! Yummy!!! Wellllll, I’ve go work to do, this is Jamie signing off for another day!!! March 23 Dear Diary, I know that I’m only twenty years old and that Mr. Foxx meets other men for sex, but the other night he brought home a cute little eighteen year old bitch that made me soooo jealous!!! He was blonde, tan, and had absolutely perfect skin, a real wet dream cum to life!!! “Anyway, Mr. Foxx had him take off his clothes, and I was stunned to see what a huge cock this pretty boy had between his legs!!! I was so confused!!! I wanted him to go away, but at the same time I wanted him to fuck me in the ass!!! Mr. Foxx must have been reading my mind because he had the two of us lay down and do some serious 69ing right on the living room floor!!! Chris, that was his name, was on top and I was on the bottom!!! It felt just wonderful to have his penis in my mouth while my own dick was getting a good sucking from him!!! Naturally we couldn’t hold back, and while Mr. Foxx jerked his huge pecker we both unloaded our cum down each others hot throats!!! Very satisfying to be sure!!! Next, diary, however, was the thing that really got my gun off!!! Mr. Foxx flipped me over on my stomach, and after rimming my asshole to get it lubed up, he had the young blonde stud take me from the rear!!! Heaven on earth!!! He whispered that he’d take it easy on me, but I just shoved my ass back at him, and with a little shrug of his shoulders, he rammed his meat balls deep into my straining rectum!!! He wasn’t quite as big as Mr. Foxx, but he was thicker and lots harder!!! With my dick being rubbed between the carpet and my belly, it didn’t take long for me to shoot my load all over myself while Chris emptied his nut sack deep into my bowels!!! Oh my, it was wonderful!!! Good grief, diary, gotta go now, Jamie!!!
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