Teresa's Torture

Introduction: How Bobby's Mum became an underground porno star.

This is about the strange incident which began Mum's continued cuckoldry. I'd like to write and tell you the story of her first prostitution, which will be mentioned in other stories. This is when she originally committed adultery, by selling herself sexually, in the 80's. It is about a certain underground film that was made. I can describe it, now I've seen it, and I'd like to tell you all about it.

When I was just 18, Dad was in heavy debt through his own mismanagement of his business; and it turned out after a while that he had gone to a business associate of his, an Arabian named Kabul.

I guess we all knew from the start that Kabul was a bit of a shady character, and had his fingers in various slightly criminal pies. Dad said he'd had no choice, the way things were, but to get a large loan from Kabul, and intended to pay it back when he could. However, we also knew that Kabul fancied my Mum. This may have been the main reason Kabul ever bothered doing business with Dad in the first place, i.e. so he could get close to my Mum. [She at the time often accompanied Dad to business functions and "Deal-meals" as they were known.]

Mum seemed to enjoy the flirtation and attention from other men she'd get; both my parents must have realized this helped Dad's business along, and as Mum was [up until this point] a completely faithful, dutiful wife to Dad, there seemed no undue worry on his part that she may ever go further than verbal flirtation and dancing with his associates at functions.

However, as the months went on, Dad got more and more hassle from Kabul about the loan payments. Some were being missed, plus Kabul hadn't been totally honest about things. It turned out he was a right gangster and heavy loan shark, and ran a plethora of seedy sex clubs and brothels. Dad had given the house and business as security for the loan; perhaps a naive move, but we didn't know about Kabul's true intent to us when Dad had initially signed for the loan.

Soon, we were being threatened, first subtly then more boldly, with repossession and bankruptcy, while Kabul mounted more and more interest on the loan repayments. Dad now could never pay it all back. We were in the shit big time, you could say, with no real way out.

At this point, I had come home after college one early evening, and found Mum and Dad sitting opposite each other in the lounge, in the presence of Kabul's two big heavies, Abdul and Karim, who were sitting on our sofa. Obviously some sort of heated discussion had been taking place, because the room suddenly went silent as I came in. The tension between the four seated people was so thick it made the hairs raise on the back of my neck.

Dad was very tense indeed, his face like a thunderstorm. Although the two big heavies seemed more comfortable, even smirking occasionally. The conversation [because of my sudden presence] turned to lighter matters, and idle chit-chat even.

As I looked at Mum, she seemed almost totally at ease sitting there in her nightgown, smoking elegantly and chatting to the foreigners as if she was among old friends! Dad sharply told me to make coffee for them all and as I brought it in, I noticed the Arabs looking more directly at Mum. This was because Mum slowly slipped off first one of her slippers, then the other, after having dangled them from her feet for ages. Now she made a point of turning her left bare sole toward the men, and slowly turning her toes up, so that she exposed the underside of her sexy, shapely foot to them and showed the prominent ball of her foot to their gaze! Now, everyone who's ever had a woman deliberately bare her feet and casually flex them toward you, in any social situation, knows what it means. The woman wants to bare more of herself for you, and she's teasing and provoking your interest! It made me feel deeply disturbed yet oddly aroused, to see her flirting with them.

Dad sent me round to the shop to get some smokes for him then. Obviously to get me out of the way awhile! When I returned, the guys were just leaving in their car, smirking back at Mum and Dad, and hissing, "Ssso...you will give usss a call,yessss???"

The men waggled their tongues horribly at Mum as they drove off, causing Dad to flush in anger and mutter, "Dirty bastards!"

Nothing about whatever was going on was told to me so at bedtime, I crept along the landing ,and listened at my parents' closed bedroom door.

I found silence at first, then Dad said quietly, "You want to do it...Don't you? I can tell, Teresa!"

Mum was evasive, replying, "That's not the point. The thing is, we've GOT to do it, or else be bankrupt and living like tramps! Oh come on, love. Look, you can just go out and get drunk while I'm there, and forget it's happening."

Dad replied, "But Teresa, what about afterwards? When I know it's happened? I'd be wondering about it. What they did to you, and... Well, whether they were better than me, and if you reached any orgasms. Like you don't often with me anymore. God, you're my wife, for fuck's sake! How would I COPE?"

Mum soothed him, going, "Well, let's just pretend it's one of those lurid adulterous housewife or bondage fantasies you and I used to like reading, and watching on video. They used to turn you on! Let's pretend it's one of those fantasies except this time it's ME, and it's REAL!"

She continued, "Okay, tell you what. As a condition I do it, I'll ask that he makes it up before I come home. I'll bring one back, and leave it out for you. Then you can see all that happened! You can have a good WANK to it, love, it'll make you feel more acceptant of it. That way, you can know everything, and we'll never have to speak about it again!"

There was a very long silence. Finally Dad relented, and guardedly agreed to let Mum do it. Whatever this mysterious IT was!

Mum said, "I'll call him tomorrow. We'll get it arranged. Then everything will be fine, love we'll be saved from trouble then!"

The next day, which was Saturday, Mum went upstairs to make a private phone call, while I and Dad were working in the garden. Later, when she came down, I could partly overhear what they said in the kitchen, as I dug the soil.

Mum went, "Oohhh, darling! They really want their money's worth!"

After some muttering, Dad blurted out, "They're gonna do WHAT to you? No way, Teresa! Oh, no! No way can I have that happening to you! They must be twisted! I'm telling the police. I've had enough. We're better poor than having that sort of stuff done to you."

Mum actually giggled at this point. Dad seethed now. "Do I take this to mean you want them to do that? Am I really so unsatisfactory that you're fantasizing about THAT?"

Mum went, "Shush, it'll be okay. I'll switch off, love, I'm sure I won't enjoy it. I've got to do it anyway, so if that's what they want, does it matter?"

Dad fumed, growling, "Well, I've never done that to you, and I never will."

I never heard the rest, but over the next week, Dad seemed quiet and subdued, while Mum seemed sparkly and excited!

When the Friday came I was off to college in the morning, when they told me that Mum had to go away for a few days, to see some friends of hers. I knew of course who these "friends" were, but I said nothing. I guess I knew something was up. That Mum was gonna be involved sexually with Kabul and/or his henchmen somehow, but I had no direct proof. Anyway, how could I ask my parents that?

She wasn't there when I got home, and though I was busy with college work all week, I still noticed Dad was drinking a lot, being very quiet, and very irritable.

She didn't arrive back until the end of the following week. I came home before Dad got in from work, and found her happily making dinner, with nothing seemingly different about her except she looked a bit dreamy-eyed and giggled a lot!

When I went upstairs, I looked in their bedroom, and there on the bedcover was a 3-hour videotape, with a note to Dad from Mum, saying "Hope you enjoy it, darling! Don't let the screams worry you! Whick-Whack, Whip-Crack! Love, Teresa. XXX!"

Alongside the tape was a new packet of hand tissues. Mum had also brought our video machine into their bedroom, too. There it was, plugged in and ready, under their little second T. V. set they had as a spare.

At dinner, Mum was humming to herself, and glancing at Dad, who was more silent than ever. She even sang chirpily as she cleared the plates: "Whoo-whooo! Ride 'Em, Cowboy! Whip-Crack Away, Whip-Crack Away!"

Patting her bottom as she left for the kitchen, she giggled that her journey had made it very sore. Dad blushed like a tomato, but said nothing in reply, he just hid his gaze in his coffee mug.

After dessert, Dad excused himself to me, saying he had to go and do something private upstairs tonight. This with Mum adding for me to stay with her and "Leave him to it."

Yeah! Sure Dad was "doing things!" Doing what, with the tape and tissues, I wonder? HA!HA!

They were right about not mentioning "IT" again; Dad never did, and Mum denied anything I ever asked her about Kabul and the week away.

Everything seemed strangely normal, considering what an outrageous thing had happened to Mum and though I looked through the whole house whenever I was alone after that, I never found the video. I was burning to see it for years! However, here's the crunch. After our recent experiences, and Mum opening up a bit sexually with me, she's let me see it! On my bed last week, I found a few pictures of her, with a copy of the tape. With them was a note saying,

"Your turn to see it now, Bob! Mum. XXX!"

Well, I've been jerking off nearly all week to it; now Mum has suggested I write, and give your readers the benefit of what's on it!

Apparently, it's been reproduced several times now, and is a classic among certain collectors of this type of real-life porn, where ordinary white wives get bribed away from their husbands and made sex slaves for people like Kabul. It seems the video has become much sought after, and some tycoons pay wads of cash for it! I dunno how Mum got this copy again, years later, unless it's what the teenagers posted to us. [That will be described in a following story, named "Your Mum, Your Mum"]. Anyway, here goes; here's the fullest description I can give of my Mum's long-secret amateur porno film!

I was shaking with excitement, when I picked it up, cause this version even has a proper cover! In big letters, it said "TERESA'S TORTURE!", above a picture of Mum, looking a bit younger. [This was the 80's,when she was in her late 30's.]

She is kneeling down, bare boobs showing with her big red nipples distended, and with her finger put nervously to her lips, and she smiles at the camera, and two great big dark skinned Arab men crowd her from each side on the video cover, shoving their huge dicks threateningly inward at her face!

So I put the tape on, and this is what it showed:

It began with Mum talking to the viewers, saying who she was, and why she had agreed to whore herself, commit adultery and make the film. She told all about Dad's debts to Kabul, too. She went on to say that she hoped those voyeur purchasers of her dirty prostitution on film would enjoy seeing her adultery, her martyrdom for her son and hubby's salvation, and that they would love seeing all the strange, dirty and cruel ordeals she was subjected to by Kabul and his circle of SM devotees! She smiled, admitting her torture and ravishment was for no other real reason than their sleazy, cruel lust for her.

She then dropped her dress onscreen, exposing her breasts, which looked all swollen and excited. Turning round, she bent over, spreading her ass cheeks to show her hairy blonde muff, and her brown, dark starfish. Her buttocks were lewdly crisscrossed with awful red welts; really harsh ones, that encompassed her whole rear!

She then ended with "I suffered so, sooo much! Please buy this film, as it'll help to pay off our debt and please enjoy seeing my torture!" Those two words were repeated, louder, as the camera zoomed in on Mum's arsehole. She clenched it and pulsed it, in and out, until her sphincter filled the screen, pulsating to the words, "My torture, my torture, my torture!", The soundtrack, became overlaid with echo and sounds of Mum's voice in other vocalizations of agony and sexual passion. Fading out, this intro gave way to the main body of the film.

It showed her being checked in at reception in Kabul's private S&M establishment, signing away her rights and body to their whims. Kabul, who looked like Omar Sharif in his 40's, and his head dominatrix Ms.Okiwe, a sexy but strict mature African lady in a ward sister's outfit, took Mum into a medical room, and began stripping her. I saw Mum's naked body as it was in her 30's, as they got her naked and began touching her body. God ,she was even more stunning, then!

She stood naked and nervous, as their dark hands cooly examined her, commenting dispassionately on her tits as they squeezed them, rolling her swelling nipples in their lecherous fingers, stroking her blond pussy and making her gasp as they expertly probed inside, their hands now wearing latex gloves. Then squeezing her bum, not too gently either, and peeking at her asshole. Mum was obviously getting excited, despite her promises to Dad of the opposite! They also insisted on calling her "Teressa" for some reason, but somehow it seemed befitting ,as if they were mocking her with her own name somehow.

Ms. Okiwe said, "Now, Teressa, you turn and spread you bum cheeks for me. I is givin you the bottom test!"

Mum gulped but obeyed. Ms. Okiwe produced a cotton swab stick, and as Mum looked at her over her shoulder, with her own ass cheeks spread wide, the black woman poked and prodded with the cotton tip, in every crease of Mum's spread brown starfish, making Mum's bum hole twitch.

I was rock hard in my pants as I watched this film, seeing Mum's sexy, long-creased brown ring being sexually interfered with. Even now after seeing it many times, I still think her arse rivals that of any porn model for sheer beauty.

Examining the bud then, Ms. Okiwe said, "Hmmmm, not bad.", and actually sniffed the stick! Then, with Mum still spreading her own ass, Ms. Okiwe took a second swab stick, put it to Teresa's bum hole, and suddenly stabbed forward, shoving it over halfway up her bum!

"OOhhhhh! How Rude!" Mum pouted, indignantly, and blushed really red, looking really embarrassed and ashamed, but Ms. Okiwe just smirked at her protests and began to wiggle and jiggle the swab stick around, looking coldly into Teresa's eyes!

Kabul, standing nearby, laughed out loud, and said "Not so prim and proper now, are you, Saint Teressa?"

Ms. Okiwe let her free hand stroke and tickle Mum's pussy a bit, as her other fingers twisted and waggled the bud up her arse, and Mum began to tremble, and then moan gently. Suddenly, Mum orgasmed! She screwed up her eyes and gasped loudly, bending over further and I could see her brown impaled hole pulsating in time with her cunt's contractions as she came! It was very erotic, to see my Mum cumming on video as these dark foreigners did such things to her! They really humiliated her, taunting her verbally even as she came.

Ms. Okiwe laughed and wiggled it harder, going, "Wheee! You like, Teressa?? Is it Rude? You are shameful, Yes? Ha Haaaaaa!"

When Ms. Okiwe pulled it out and examined the swab's end, it was now all brown and stained! The negress frowned, chiding, "You Dirty Girl! Mucky in you Poo Chute! Dirty TARTY Teresa!" She then announced Mum would be punished for her "Insolence by coming to here with her bottom dirty!"

Their strange, pidgin English also seemed to intensify the scenes' eroticism somehow, all through the film.

Ms. Okiwe now made her bend over a low table, and they tied her wrists to the far edge. Ms. Okiwe then raised a long, rather nasty looking stick. She proceeded to give Mum a precisely applied, cold and judicial caning on her bare bottom. Six vicious strokes were cruelly given to Mum. God, you could hear the swooshing of the long rod as it cut through the air and sliced in to her bum. I was shuddering at Mum's cries of pain and protest! Between strokes, Kabul and Okiwe were talking about the taste of Mum's "Brown gold", as they took turns to lick at the soiled cotton swab! The dirty pigs! Mum's bare bum was left with six long, red welts by the end of her first caning. She was all flushed and visibly shaking, as she clasped her burning buttocks. Ms. Okiwe showed no sympathy however, and harshly lectured Mum, while tapping her naked body in various sensitive places with the stick.

Mum was then tied to the table on her back, and given a preliminary taste of having the soles of her feet beaten. Ms. Okiwe stood over her, taking Mum's feet in her latex-covered fingers one after the other, and whacked them with a folded leather belt. This was becoming the best video I'd ever seen, even despite the fact it starred my Mum. The way she groaned and begged, and the way they spoke to her as she was humiliated, was so erotic I was flabbergasted!

After a threat of more "Hurtings, if you don' get down dere an' lick my black, cheesy ol' feet!", Mum did as told. She knelt down while Ms. Okiwe sat above her, and ran her now-very-willing tongue all over the black woman's dusky, sexy but cheesy, sweaty feet! It gave big close-ups of Mum's pink tongue roving all over the dusky soles, licking her corns and bunions really lovingly, and delving deep into those hot, dark clefts between the black lady's toes. I shuddered as I watched it, and had a strong cum, seeing Mum's tongue emerging from between Ms.Okiwe's dark toes, coated with toe-jam and shoe-fluff, and the black domina's voice bitching at her as Mum ate up her toe-jam and told the negress her toe-sweat was delicious! Ms. Okiwe did various other things to Mum too, such as making her lick her black ass like a slave, and subjecting her to intimate examination of the vagina and anus. I couldn't help getting hard again, seeing the negresses fingers probing and wiggling up Mum's twat and bum hole, while the black lady chided and humiliated her.

The film then cut to sometime later in her stay there, where she was given over to Abdul and Karim, the two heavies who worked for Kabul. Apparently, they were ex secret police from Kabul's country, experienced in the arts of torture and exquisite, salacious sexual interrogations. They were very big, muscular brutes, and as they manhandled her down to the basement and stripped her, tearing off her bra and panties, they showed they had cocks to match their size, which were up hard and throbbing nastily at my Mum!

They cuffed her wrists to a pulley in the ceiling, and hauled her up, until she was dangling naked, in mid air. The atmosphere in the tawdry, squalid room was very oppressive, with a single bare light bulb adding to its' dark, disturbing feeling. The two Arabs now produced the tools of their evil trade. Abdul had a long leather single-thong whip, maybe 8 feet long; and Karim plugged in a weird-looking electrical thing. It looked like a cattle-prod, or similar, but with a box that Karim used to control the current.

Mum looked really scared, as they began questioning her. They now said to her Dad had also been dishonest with Kabul, and tried to diddle him out of the payments. I knew this wasn't true, but they clearly enjoyed accusing her of helping him. Plus, when Kabul had initially tried to seduce Mum, which he'd seen as his right, being richer and more powerful than Dad-she'd impolitely rejected him, offending his pride.

Well all I can say is that she was really made to pay for everything now!

Her body lurched and bucked, when Abdul began lashing her, cracking the whip across her arse, or curling it round her body so it bit cruelly. She gave somewhat blood-curdling screams! When Karim began to poke her with the electro-prod, they became howls and gasps of shock, pain and terror, as both men laid into her without mercy!

I noticed she was trying to keep her legs together, to protect her privates. However, Abdul would swing the whip right up high and bring it slashing down on her bare, vulnerable buttocks so hard that she would jerk in shock, her legs snapping apart involuntarily. As her feet kicked helplessly in the air, Karim would take his chance, being very fast to lunge the prod up between her legs onto her soft vulva; or insinuate it evilly between her bum cheeks, to seek out her asshole!

"NOOOOooooAAAAAAAGH! AaaaaaaYYYYIIEEEEEEE!", She would scream!

I had to keep a sense of proportion, and remember that she actually looked back on it all with affection now, but believe me, it's difficult to describe the feelings of horror yet strange masochistic arousal I got, from seeing my Mum sexually tortured on a porno film!

The camera was switching between shots of her jerking and convulsing in mid-air, kicking her legs out helplessly as the thugs laughed and tormented her, and close-ups of her from the waist up, showing her face, her mouth grimacing in pain and her eyes wide in fear and agony.

They had put some sort of device around the bases of her breasts, so they looked bigger, all swollen, nipples protruding obscenely. Karim's electro-prod was often shoved into her tits in these close ups, so you could see her face contort in shock and her teats get redder as they were cruelly shocked. Her back, her legs, her feet, her bum, her cunt, her titties were all repeatedly victim at various times to swart and cruel Karim's evil electro-prod! They were really cruel to her. They just wouldn't stop. They continued sadistically torturing my Mum, until she relented and confessed to all that they wished!

The next scene, apparently the next day or the day after, once she'd recovered enough, was of Mum with her ankles locked into a sitting stocks, her thighs strapped to the base and her waist to the backrest, with her arms free. Now she was subjected to that old Eastern favourite; the Bastinado!

The big thugs first tickled her sexy soles and toes with feathers, making her laugh and squeal and when they upgraded to supple leather tawses, using them to slap her bare feet harder and harder, Mum's hands couldn't help drifting down between her legs, despite her protests! They ended up using long thin bendy canes, standing naked each side of her. Their big eastern dicks throbbed at my Mum's sexy, naked, squirming form. The camera switched from the full view to close ups of Mum's sexy bare feet, being lashed nastily with the canes. Her soles flexed and froze, flexed and froze as the sticks beat her soles, and she yelled in torment.

"No! Please Stop! Ohhhh, God! HHoooooohhhh, God!", she went, with her hands clawing desperately at her boobs and rubbing hard at her crotch, while the rods whacked down on her poor exposed feet! When they paused to kneel and rub their big slimy knobs over her burning soles, then shove them into her tits lustfully, she came, and stopped her protests for moans of pleasure!

They taunted her more, asking if she had ever been taken her husband in the anus. "You know what we mean, Teressa? Up the BOTTOM?" On her reply of no, they laughed that several other good, respectable wives hadn't either, until they turned up there like Mum had! They pulled tongues at her again, when she said indignantly that they would not dare! "Oh, but we WOULD, little sexxy Teressa!" they mocked!

Next, it showed her hung inverted, suspended by her ankles now, with her wrists locked to a collar on her neck, and they attached electrodes to her tits and clitoris. Abdul sent shocks into her, as Karim used a long cane to punish her bum. Her body shook, convulsing again, with her buttocks clenching sexily in pain, and her voice ringing out.

"WHIPPP!"

"HAAAAAAGGHHHH!"

"LLAASSHH!"

"HEEEEERRRRGHH!"

Abdul even greased up a large carrot, and grinned as he stuck it down her arsehole! They continued Mum's torture, she now looking disturbingly comical as her bum cheeks clenched round the carrot's head, as she was whipped and electro-tortured! Her body convulsed, and Mum yelled helplessly, hanging there inverted with the carrot protruding obscenely from her bum!

After a time, she relented, and begged them to stop. She said she'd do anything, even let them have sex with her and fuck her married cunt, if they'd only stop the agony. They replied negatively at first.

"Sorry, Miss Prim, we can not fuck your vagina like your husband. Our master has forbidden us to take your red slitty hole, Miss Prim. It is reserved for him."

"Although", they added, "He will allow us our pleasure in everything else. So we will take your BROWN SHITTY HOLE, MISS PRIM!", they snarled!

They removed all that was attached to or in her, and carried out their threat now!

Karim came to her as she hung there upside-down, and parted her buttocks with his big thumbs, placing the head of his enormous dick onto her brown hole, which was all moist and sweaty now. The film saw in close up as he lewdly shoved his cock head into her bum hole, and Mum went "OOOOOHHH!" in astonishment. Then he thrust his shaft right down her moist sweaty ring!

Mum went "WHHHOOOOOOOOOHH!... NNUUUURRRGH!" in both fascination and disgust!

I felt weird, sick but loving it too, as I watched the scene of when Mum first got sodomized, and saw her reactions of first horror, then pleasure, as she whored herself, cuckolding my Dad!

Karim bummed her really good, clenching his big brown bum as he grappled at her hips, shoving her about and grunting like a pig as he lustily shitholed my Mum! Her voice soon became softer, gently moaning, and now she was asking him to rub her pussy, and not to stop!

The film flickered between shots of her face, gasping and groaning, then from a distance, showing the couple together; then of close-ups of his massive brown sausage-dick ploughing down her sweaty brown hole, his thumbs keeping her buttocks apart and leaving nothing private about his aggressive bumming of my Mum.

"Ooooooohh, you Big Dirty Sod! Wwuuullllmmmmmnn, Do it, DO IT!", she went!

I'm sure I could see Mum's cunt pulsating on the film. It was twitching, all wet, all juicy, and climaxing!

When he came, he pulled out and let his sperm splatter all down her bum crack, and run down her back! Mum groaned, "Urrrghhh, Ohhhh!"

The other guy, Abdul, was even more demanding. He let her down from her bonds, but put a leather harness round her shoulders, and made her go on all fours. He led her round like a bitch, with his great big pecker lodged right up her shitter!

Then he made her do squat-thrusts, so her bum bobbed up and down for him, fucking his dick as he stood spread legged above her, yanking on her leash and making her admit she loved it!

She played along willingly, answering his comments like, "You like it, Yes? Can you feel my big willy in you fudge hole, squashing in you shit?"

To that she answered, "Yeh; Yeh, Yeh, Yehhh, Yehhh!", and she sung funny phrases like, "Tit-roll, Shit-roll, Bum-Willy-Bum! This is my Willy-Bum Exercise, Poor Bobby's Mum!"

Karim reached under her with a riding crop, tickling her clitty as she was bumfucked by his buddy; and she came. Mum strongly climaxed, and her face blushed crimson in passion and shame, her sexy eyes rolling and her voice groaning in agony and ecstasy!

The big dirty Arab ex police carried on. They took turns again in bumming Mum and she was obviously now loving it, and climaxing as they nastily sodomised her, all over the room! They were chasing her around and catching her, taunting her and mocking her, then shoving their cocks up her bum again. Her poor bottom was all welted from their tortures, and they clearly enjoyed ravaging it!

The scene ended with her kneeling, their big dark willies crowding in on her, their shafts so erect they resembled big wicked Scimitars! However, there were a few smears of Mum's shit now, on their shafts! I don't know if they told her to, or if she just wanted to, but I was stunned at what she did now. She grabbed her boobs and ran her very swollen distended nipples up along their shafts, wiping off brown blobs onto her tits! Then she went, "WHOOOOOOOO!", shaking her shitty tits at the camera! Even the big thugs seemed surprised, and they grunted in lust and spunked all over her tits and face!

The final torture scene showed Mum in a dark medical room, getting electro-stimulated again, variously by Ms. Okiwe, Karim, or Kabul himself. She was first put in a chair thing, with electrodes on her tits and private parts, including one very rudely stuck right up her bum!

They were pushing up the current now, as she was getting more used to it. She ended up strapped down to an exam bed, with electrodes variously placed in her pussy or up her arse and at some points, she had big electrified devices clamped on her tits, which I found strangely erotic, too. She looked really glamorous and sexy; her body writhing about, her pussy contracting with the shocks, and her blonde head tossing about, in combined agony and ecstasy.

Her screams seemed to change after awhile, and became low, gutsy sexual groans, just like a heroine being tortured by aliens in some sex & sci-fi movie!

Finally, a bigger, more sinister looking electro-dildo thing was applied, on its own after removal of all electrodes. They shoved it into her tits, then turned her over and poked it into her back. They pressed it into the soles of her feet, and then sizzled her buttocks, venturing between to torture her asshole. Turning her back over, they put her legs spread wide, and Ms. Okiwe switched the current up higher than Mum had experienced before. She put it into Mum's cunt, before switching the current on. Mum knew this would be unbearable, and she begged Ms. Okiwe and Kabul for mercy.

"Please, no! You can't!" she went; but Kabul just smiled cruelly and knowingly, and nodded to the black woman.

"UUUUUAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" was the explosive yell bursting from Teresa, as the switch was flicked! She jerked, her shapely form rising up, straining in her bonds and quivering! Again and again, they did it, and Ms. Okiwe gloated, undoing her coat and clutching at her black beaver in delight at my Mum's ordeal!

The final scene was of Mum in bed with Kabul.

They kissed and fondled each other's naked flesh, and Kabul teased her about her ordeals. "Aaawwww, my lovely Teressa!", he hissed. "Did my men strip you and ravish you? Did they lash your sweet white bottom, and torture your privates? Even Push their Big Willies up your Poo Hole, and Everything?"

His hands stroked her still-welted buttocks as he said this!

"Ohhh, Yes, They Did!" replied Mum, feigning indignance; then continued, "But THANK YOU for letting them DO IT! It was VERY NICE!"

They laughed together, both knowing her resistance was broken, and she now wanted more than anything to be ravished by Kabul; to fuck the cuckold maker, corrupter and tormentor!

He suddenly lanced his big hard tool into her pussy, making her gasp in delight; and as the camera followed their fucking, showing regular close shots too, it was shown that Kabul had 3 large pearls surgically implanted under the skin on the underside of his shaft. Mum now tells me these are signs of honour among the eastern criminal fraternity he's in, and give a woman more pleasure.

He rolled her around the bed, and she clung to him, whimpering and cooing lovingly to him that he was her master, her Eastern prince. She was groaning loudly, and she came to intense orgasm on his huge boner while he fucked her! He encouraged her to say out loud what a wanker her hubby was, how he'd never had her like this, and she moaned and did, she really gave her loyalty as well as her body to Kabul. When he eventually came, she threw her head back, forcing her crotch as hard onto his as she could, and cried out in total sexual abandon!

Kabul was hard again very quickly, and suggested he'd like to sample her "brown delights" now. Mum simply smiled, and said that after all he'd done for her and her family, she agreed that he "Had a right" to take her arse!

So, I discovered this, what she'd done, during the time she had spent away. I'd been suspecting something like this was going on but hardly believing it, and jerking myself as I wondered about it for years, half wishing it was true but half hoping it was not! I now discovered that my Mum had, in fact, betrayed us, with Dad's worst enemy, and had very warmly welcomed the sleazy Arab gangster, RIGHT up her you-know-what!

Several times, in fact, in several positions, she had smiled very genuinely and warmly for him, as she spread her bum cheeks wide, and cooed to him affectionately as his huge invading cock had gone lunging right up her married, motherly, respectable bum hole!

She'd even laughed. Mum had actually laughed at her poor, worried hubby and son back home!

She was eyeing the camera ripely, telling the viewers how the 3 pearls on Kabul's shaft were titillating her bum as they squeezed past her bottom's entrance, up and down, again and again. She made sure the cameraman got some good close shots again, and she groaned lustily while showing the viewers her lover's big dick really driving itself up her fucking arsehole, and squashing it's knob into her sacred dark place!

Of course, she took him in her mouth afterward. She said the ultimate spiting of Dad and me had to be done, and she pulled off Kabul following his intense thrusting up her bum. She bent over and snaked her tongue over the 3 pearls on his shaft, seeking out and cleaning up all the nasty stuff attached to them, and ran it under his tip, cleaning out the dirt from there too! You could actually see a long streak of Mum's own shit, staining her tongue! She flickered it over his tip, and he came. Mum smiled as she took his copious amounts of thick ropey spunk. It went "PSSST! PSSSSTT!", all over her tongue and spurted into her mouth!

That was the end of the video. I was drained of sperm through coming repeatedly as I watched it!

If you ever read her other adventures, you'll know it was only the beginning for my sexy cuckolding Mum!

EPILOGUE: This story was written several years ago. Just recently, I heard that a DVD version of the film was seen advertised on the Web! It claimed to be the extended version, with more scenes and out takes! I wonder if anyone has seen it? I'd love to know what else happened in the other scenes!

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My So-Called Life

Introduction: Chapters I & II

Chapter I
Looking back I don’t think I could ever guess how things would turn out, and to think it all happen because I was caught with the neighbor girl one night by her mother.

Hi my name is Jack and I’m nineteen years old. I work for a local land scalping company and spend my days cutting grass and raking leaves. I’m your avenge teenager, nothing special with a few tattoos; you could find me easily by my red cap I wore all the time. I wasn’t the smartest kid in school and pretty much couldn’t wait till I was out. I loved my car an old chevy nova and I spend most of my time working on it. I didn’t have a lot of girlfriends and only had sex once. To which she was half in the bag when we did it and never remembered it any way. I still lived with my mother being that my father died a couple years back and I was all she had with my older sister being away at college (she was the smart one in the family). I didn’t mind it, free room and food and all I had to do was help out my mother from time to time.

So it was the middle on the summer and I was working on the last house of the day. I mowed the front and as I walked around to the back and open the fence there was Nicky laying on a towel sunbathing with only a pair of bikini bottoms on. This caught me off guard and I stopped in my tracks and just looked at her laying there.

I knew Nicky being her mother was good friends with my parents. She was younger then me about seventeen but even though I was semi friends seeing her like this got my dick to harden up. She was your avenge girl next door with black hair that she always had blond highlights in it. She was about 5’3” and 180 lbs and had a little belly and an ass that I liked because I was never into those super skinny chicks.

So she was laying there with a pair of headphones on and never knew I walked into the yard. I walked up to her taking in the view when Nicky looked up and saw me she jumped up and started to scream at me for watching her. This was the point were things would never be the same again. Nicky was now on her feet screaming at me, not too loud that it would bring attention to us but so I would know that she was pissed at me. Although I was hearing her yells I was in a trance because Nicky was now standing there with her perky tits bouncing around as she yelled. It took a moment for her to catch on that I wasn’t looking at her face but at her tits. And with that she covered them up with her arms and started to run into the house. I was snapped out of it with the words of pervert and calling the cops being heard as she ran by.

I turned and followed her and before she could get the sliding back door close I got a foot in it and begged her now to call the cops. I told her I didn’t mean to look and that I was only there to mow the grass and that I was truly sorry. I begged her that if she would let this go that I would do anything for her. And this was the word that forever changed my life.

With this Nicky pulled me in to the kitchen by my shirt and closed the door behind me. She told me to drop my pants and I looked at her like she was crazy. Nicky informed me that I said “anything” and that since I saw her tits that she wanted to see what I got. This attention to my cock was all he needed to come to life and tent my loose cargo shorts. Nicky looked down at my crotch and repeated to me to down them or she would.

Now not being all there with were this was going I just stood and tried to tell Nicky that this was not what I meant by anything. She was having none of it and grabbed onto my crotch and clamped down hard. She told me that she would call the cops and tell them that I raped her if I didn’t do what she said and I would be spending a long time in jail. Half scared of the cops and half scared of what she would do to me before the cops would get her. I started to undone my shorts and dropped them to my ankles.

My boner was gone now and I didn’t think I would be able to get hard if I tried. Nicky ripped at me boxers and pulled them down to revile my now soft 5” cock. Now hard I’m around 7½” long and nicely thick, but I’m a growing so Nicky didn’t like what she saw. With that she slapped me in balls and said how she has seen bigger. I tried to tell her that it needed to get hard first and she hit me again and asked me what I was waiting for.

I took my cock in my hand and started to stroke it too afraid that she would hit me again if I didn’t get hard. With a couple of pumps my cock came back to life and Nicky was happy with this and grabbed hold and jerked it real hard saying that this was the kind of cock she wanted. It was painful the way she was so rough with it but it was still feeling good to have someone besides myself stroking my cock.

After it was fully hard Nicky dropped to her needs and brought your lips up to the tip of my cock and with the first touch of her lips to my dick I let out a soft moan. Nicky pulled her lips back and bite down on my cock bringing the pain back to it from before. She told me that I was not to make any noise for this was for her and not me. Taking back by this i looked down at her as she sucked in the head of my cock and stroked it as hard as she could. With her other hand she pulled on my balls and continued to suck my cock. She worked hard on my cock and it came to me that she was doing this for one thing and that was my cum. Nicky pumped my dick harder and harder taking the whole length of my cock into her mouth. This was too much for me and I blew my load into her mouth; I had to time to tell her and with her sucking harder after the first shot of cum to get more. She only using me for this and wanted every last bit of it in her mouth.

With my cock going soft after cumming and Nicky milking the last drops of cum from it; she let go of me and I fell back onto the counter and she looked up at me with this evil smile as she swallowed the last of the cum in her mouth. There was no time to say a word of do anything because the next thing I knew Nicky’s mother was standing in the kitchen with a death look lock onto me. Meg asked what the fuck was going on here and what I was doing with her little girl. My mouth went dry I couldn’t speak; I opened my mouth but nothing would come out. Before I could get myself to speak Nicky turned around and stood up showing her mother that she had no top on and told her that I made her do it. That she was out back and I being bigger and stronger then her pulled her into the house and made her go down on me.

Meg told Nicky to stop and for me to pulled my pants up and get out before she did something that would be very bad for me. I did just that and like a flash I was out and grabbing my things in the front yard and heading back to my truck. I packed up my shit and headed back home hoping that she didn’t called the cops on me.

For the next couple of days I kept always from that area and worked on the yards on the other side of town. With no cops showing up at my parent’s door or any phones calls that I knew about from Meg; I headed back to her house to finish the yard and try to see if I could straighten this mess out. As I parked my truck in front of her house it looked like no one was home, but I started up the driveway heading to the back. The front door opened and Meg called for me to come in so she could talk to me. I was scared and didn’t know if I should go or run away, but being a man I walked up to the door and enter the house to talk.

Meg was standing in the hallway to the kitchen dressed in her work cloths with her hair up in a towel. For a mother in her forties she was very sexy standing there is a shirt and matching suit top with a pair of black heels. I had a thing for looking at pictures of women wearing heels on the internet and Meg was truly working this imaged of mine very well. I followed her to the kitchen and she told me to take a set at the island so we could talk. I started to tell her how sorry I was about what happen and how she was the one to…

Meg cut me off and told me that she sent her daughter off to her father’s for the rest of the summer because he lived in the middle of nowhere and there was no boys for her to seduce there. She told me how she know that her daughter was the one that started it because she has in the past and she had her way of making sure that the boy did what she wanted.

I said thank you and started to get up to continue with the yard work; when Meg pushed me back down and told me that I was the first one to come back and being that she hasn’t had sex in a long time I was going to fix that for her. Again I was stun by this and tried to get out of it, but Meg reminded me that I was over eighteen and her daughter was a minor so if I didn’t do what she wanted I could go to jail for that.

With that Meg knew I was hers and headed to her bedroom with me in toe. As we enter her room she told me that she was a lady and being a lady if I told anyone about this I would be picked up by the cops for raping her minor daughter. Also I was to treat her like a lady and not just a fuck to get over with. With that she sat back on the bed and told me to get down on my knees at her feet.

Meg ran her heels up and down my side and pushed one into my crotch before telling me to remove one and suck on her toes. I did as I was told and with removing her heel I saw a nice set of painted toe nails and I had to say to myself that she had sexy feet. Right before I putted her toes into my mouth I told myself that I would go with anything she had for me because how many times can I get with a MILF.

I sucked on her toes that was driving her crazy and started my way up her legs. For a woman in her forties she had very tone legs. Meg told me to take off my shorts but leave the boxers on for now. I did as she said and Meg unbutton the bottom few buttons of her blouse and told me to move up on the bed and work on her stomach. Meg’s stomach was flat and I thought that she must go to the gym with a body like this. As I did she bought her foot with the heel on up to my balls and started rubbing it into them making my cock hard. I kissed, licked and sucked her stomach and side and worked my way up to her tits. Meg undid the rest of her blouse to revile a nice pair of 36D tits. She was wearing a sexy black lace bra that made her tits perk up showing a lot of cleavage. Through the bra I could see her hard nipples and her very large dark areolas that had to be three inches across. This turned me on even more as her foot rubbed more into my cock and balls. I went to pull down the bra when Meg kicked me in the nut sack and I froze in pain. She told me that she was in control and that I needed to ask before doing anything that she didn’t tell me to do.

Meg started to rub her foot again as she removed her bra and this was the first thing on her that time did get to, because with her bra off her tits started to sag down and not be perky anymore. I asked if I could please suck on my first nipple ma’am. I think she liked this “ma’am” because she smiled as soon as I said it. She told me that I could and I lowered my mouth to one and sucked in the nipple. This got Meg going and she started to run her hands through my hair and push me down in between her tits. I moved back and forth between her nipples sucking and lightly biting them as I when.

Meg pulled her hands from my head and raised me up by the chin and told me to go and lick her pussy now. There was no second thinking about this request as I never been down on a girl and I was told to here. I traveled down kissing my way as I went till I reached her skirt. Meg raised her hips so I could unzip the back and then I pulled down her skirt leaving her panties behind. After pulling it from her legs I traveled back up her legs kissing my way to her panties; when I got there I slowly pulled them down to revile a thick bush of black hair.

This throw me for a moment for I never really saw a bush before; being that all the porn I watched had girls that where shaven or trimmed to a nice design. After a second of removing her panties the smell from her pussy entered my nose and I didn’t care what was going on down there. I needed to eat that pussy and suck out the juice that was causing the sweet smell. I used my fingers to open her pussy and I could see that she was very wet already and I started to lick at it. Meg had big lips and her clit was growing larger and coming out of its hood as I licked and sucked on her pussy. Meg pushed me deeper into her pussy and within a couple for seconds her came and she came hard. She squirted a waterfall of juice that covered my face and the bed in between her legs. I had never seen something like this, but loved every minute of it.

My head was still planted in her pussy and all I could do was suck and swallow her cum to keep from choking. After Meg came down for her high she told me to get up on all fours on the bed and wait for her. She had a surprise for me for being so good. Meg moved and I got into position waiting for her. She got up and put her other heel back on and removed the towel from her head to let down her long black hair. Meg walked to the nightstand and pulled a blindfold from it. She told me to put it on and not to remove it or I would get my surprise.

The last thing I saw was Meg leaving the room and then all was black. Moments later I heard someone walking back into the room and I hope that this wasn’t some game but Meg returning. I heard the footsteps walk around the bed and I could feel myself being watched. This was a little much for me as chills ran down my back. Without a word a hand ran down my side then up over my ass. It was soft so I thought it had to be Meg’s hand, but with nothing but black in my vision my mind was racing. Thoughts of humiliations ran through my head. What could she be doing, what did I get my self into, why was I such a horny guy that I could get myself into this? Next came a hand from underneath to a pinch to my nipples. I jumped a little and with my body starting to shake a wave of fear washed over me.

I could feel a body climb onto the bed a next a pair of hands grab my face. Meg spoke and a cool wave of relief ran through me. She told me that even with her daughter being a slut; I had to learn a lesson for not stopping her and not getting my dick sucked by a minor. The relief I felt was short lived because next I felt a hand grab my balls and pull back hard on them. Meg held me tight as I tried to move, but with her holding my head and a hand wrapped around my balls I had nowhere to go. Next I felt a cuff of some sort being place on my ankle and then another one on the other one; all with my balls bond by a hand keeping me in place. Meg let go of my head and got up from the bed with removing my blindfold as she did. The rush of light blinded me for a moment till my eyes adjusted and I could see Meg standing to my left still in her heels hold a crop that you would use when riding a horse. To my right stood a man much bigger then me covered in tattoos and wearing only a black leather mask that had to holes for eyes and a hole for the nose to breathe through.

Now I was scared and I was about to pee myself; what was in store for me. Here was this man with a cock that would find on a porn star standing next to me. It was hanging down over his balls and had to be at less 8” long and 4” thick. He had not one hair in the whole area and I could see a big blue vain running down the top of his cock. Meg came up to me as I was stairing at this monster of a cock and whispered into my ear that if I liked receiving a blowjob so much that I should give one too.

If you came into the room at that moment it may have been hard to find me being that I was a white as the bed sheets. With that the man came up to my face with his cock and Meg told me to suck it. There was a pause for a moment and then a crack as Meg hit me on the ass with the crop. Instead of opening my mouth to the cock I lowered my head in pain and another crack of the crop but this time hitting me right in the ball sack. This was the most pain I ever felt in my life and with tears in my eye I opening my mouth and the man feed me his cock.

At first it wasn’t bad, just new to have another man’s dick in my mouth, but that was short lived as it started to grow and become even thicker and longer as I sucked the blood into it filling it. After a couple minutes of sucking it; it was fully hard and it grew another two inches. His balls were big too and hung down like two baseballs under a bat. If I thought Meg hit the gym this guy must have lived there; he was built like a tank. I did my best to suck on his huge cock but it wasn’t getting more then half way in my mouth. Meg came up and grabbed my head with her hands and started to force my mouth down onto his cock. This was causing my to gag but with no way of stopping this abuse to my mouth and throat I had to just take it and try to breathe when I could.

By now the guy was fucking my mouth just as hard as Meg was ramming my head forward to take it. My throat was now taking the big mushroom head of his dick, and with my lips touching the base of it. I felt my mouth being spread as far open as my jaw would let it. As the tip of his cock plunged my throat and me gagging a lot. I started to puke and all this saliva came up and covered his cock and balls as he fucked my mouth. He started to pulled his cock out and a rope of saliva ran from my mouth to his dick and rammed it back in again.

I was so in a trance of what was going on I didn’t even know that my own cock was rock hard as I blew this guy. Meg knew and grabbed hold of it and stroked it as I bobbed up and down on my first cock. My jaw was hurting from being forced open so wide by the thickness of his cock, but this didn’t stop the fucking that my mouth was receiving. I could feel his cock grow harder and I knew his was going to cum soon. Meg told me if I could get him to cum before I did that this would all stop and I would be able to go or do anything I wanted, but if I came first that I would have to continue with way she had plan for me.

With this I started to suck as hard as I could on his cock and I was bobbing up and down on it so fast that Meg couldn’t keep her hand on my head. This made her give all her attention to my dick and jerked it as hard as she could. I could feel my balls started to push a big load forward and knew I couldn’t last long, but had to make him cum first. I sucked like there was no tomorrow, but to no luck. Meg pumped my cock as I exploded underneath myself all over the bed. This was the biggest load I had ever shot and in any other case I would had of loved it, but this meant that I was once more at Meg’s whim.

The man pulled his cock from my sore mouth and moved from the bedside. Meg crawled up on the bed and placed her ass in my face telling me to get to work licking her asshole. I could see know that her bush that covered her pussy ran back and lightly covered her asshole as I used my hands to spread her cheeks. Today was a first for a lot of things and the day was far for over. I pushed out my tongue and began to lick her ass. Thinking that it would have a shitty taste to it; I was scared at first, but with the first lick I tasted her cum from before and drove into her ass.

I licked with all I had and in doing so lost track of where in the room the guy went. This tho didn’t last long as something cold hit the top of my ass and ran down through the crack. I looked back just as the guy lined up behind me and as I started to beg for him not to do this; he pushed his cock into my ass. The pain was great and he didn’t even have the thing in let. With a crack to the side of my ribs Meg told me to get back to the licking. I turned my head and began to lick again at her asshole. I felt the pressure at my asshole lessen, but with another hard push the head popped into my ass and I let out a yell of pain. I tried to reach a hand back to push him off but Meg hit me again with the crop. The man slowly worked his massive dick into my ass and I knew that it would never be the same again. I could hear moans as he pushed and pulled his dick in and out of my virgin ass. Meg rolled over and told me to eat her pussy now as the guy picked up the paste of fucking me. I could feel his big balls slap up on my mine causing my cock to grow and all I could think was why I was being turned on by another man fucking me.

I did my best to lick and suck Meg’s pussy, but it was hard when the guy really started to fuck me hard with his huge cock. When he would drive forward and bottom out in my ass it felt like he was up in my stomach and if he would cum I could spit it out. The pain for the start was now going away as my asshole adjusted to the size of his cock. I was brought back to what was going on in front of me when Meg lowered her hand and rubbed her clit a little become cumming for the second time on my face.

After she was done she pushed herself down under me so that we were face to face. With the guy still fucking me with all he got, my hard dick was being pushed forwarded and Meg moved down enough to have my cock enter her. I was now fucking her and the thoughts of being fucked slowly left me mind as I felt the warm wetness of Meg’s pussy. She brought her face to mine and licked her cum from it as I pushed farther into her.

We continued this for a couple of minutes till Meg told me that the guy fucking me shouldn’t have to do all the work. He pulled from my ass and I felt this emptiness as I felt the cool air rush around my now fucked open asshole. Meg pushed me back and moved so the man could lie down in her place. My ankle cuffs were removed and I was told to get up on his cock and face his feet. I looked at his cock and with it sticking straight up in the air by itself it was a site to see. I got up and slowly lowered myself onto the dick. It was different now being the one to control the dick entering my ass, but I went down till me cheek rested on his hips.

With my cock still rock hard I started to ride his cock and Meg started to jerk my cock. She asked if I would like her to suck on it as I rode this huge cock, and I shook my head yes. Meg slapped my cock and balls saying that I would like that but that wasn’t going to happen yet. She continued to jerk hard on my cock and now was twitching my balls as she pulled up them. I continued to ride the guy’s cock and after a bit Meg got up and left the room. She was gone not but a second wearing a pink strap-on and lubing it up as she walked back to me.

I didn’t know what was going to happen next, but all I knew that I couldn’t take a DP if that’s what she had in mind. Meg told me to turn around and suck the cock as she got her turn to fuck me. I did as I was told and thanked God that she didn’t want to fuck me with the guy’s dick still in me. She lined her dildo up to my ass and with one push went to the base. The strap-on wasn’t as thick as the guy’s dick was just as long and had rubber numbs going down the shaft. It was a different feel but still good; it was in till Meg turned on the vibrator in it and that pushed me over the edge. With no one on my dick I came again and just as much as last time.

I was in an all time high and I now wanted cum for myself. I sucked as hard as I could on the dick in my mouth and within a second or two the man unloaded into my mouth. If he would have cummed in a coffee mug he would have filled it to the top. I didn’t know someone could produce so much at one time. All I could do was swallow as much as I could to keep from choking on the amount of cum that he was shooting into my mouth. After what seemed like forever he stopped and I sucked the last bit of cum from his dick before it went soft. Meg was still fucking my ass and soon stopped to come lay on the bed beside the guy. I couldn’t move and soon I found myself passed out from all that happen.


Chapter II
I came to and the first thing that ran through my mind before I opened my eyes that I had a dream of some sort. When I opened them I soon realize that it wasn’t a dream and that it all happened. My jaw was sore and my asshole still felt like it was on fire. I was all sticky and realize that I was in a bathtub. I tried to get up but was a little weak at the start. So I was able to get myself up and I turned to water on to shower off. I didn’t even get out first to start the shower just turned the water on and cleaned myself. As I was washing my sore body with the soap in hand I ran it down the front of myself and to my crotch. That is when I hit something that was attached to my dick. I looked down and saw the clear cage of some sort surrounding my cock and balls. There was a lock on top and all I could do was think why this was on me.

After I was done I stepped from the shower not know where I was of how I got there. I reached for a towel but found only a hand cloth. I wiped my face and headed to the door. With nothing really there to use to cover up I opened the door the find cloths and head home.

As I opened the door I heard someone say something, but my head was still spinning from everything that happen. It was when I set my eyes on who I heard did I find out where I was. Standing in front of me was my mother with a look of shock of her face. I was home and I was naked and not only naked but I had my cock was bonded up.

I froze not knowing what to do or say. I couldn’t even more to cover myself. I was naked in front of my mother and there was nothing I could do. It was like I was trapped in quicksand; I could feel my heart beating away but I could do anything.

After what felt like a life time, mother spoke and asked when I got home. I told her I didn’t know when or how I got here. My mother spoke softly and the way she talked to me I forgot that I was naked till she asked who the lucky woman was? I looked puzzled no knowing the answer to the question. It was then my mother pointed to my dick and asked whose chastity belt I was wearing. This is when I realize that I was naked again and ran to me room.

I ran in and lock the door behind me. A million things were running through my head like how did I get here, how do I get this thing off, and how did my mother know what it was. I looked down at myself to get a closer look at this thing I had locked to me. I could see that there was no room in it for my dick to grow so I knew I had to try my hardest not to get a boner because I probably would hurt if I do. I grabbed a pair of shorts and put them on. It was kind of hard with this chastity belt thing strapped to my cock; as I was doing this my mind as casted back to my mother.

My mother was a sweet lady who I never heard curse before, and she was the one to ask whose chastity belt I was wearing. My mother was every good for some one in her upper forties and she would always get comments about how she must have been very young when she had my sister because of her looks now. My mother never dated after my father died and I never knew why. She was still young and looked great, but she would just stay home by herself or hang out with her girlfriends.

Come to think of it, Meg was my mother’s best friend. They hung out a lot, and being that they were both single they had all the time to do so. Did my mother know of the things Meg was into? Did she know what Meg did to me? Was she in on it? Did I really want to know if so? All things were on my mind when I opened my bedroom door to find my mother still in the hallway outside my door. This time I was covered and I didn’t need to run and hind, even thro I didn’t really want to talk to my mother after she saw me naked just then.

I looked at my mother and this time I noticed a key on a necklace. It was a small key that looked like it would fit the lock on the chastity belt. She walked up to me and reached her hand out to my crotch. Grabbing hold of the chastity belt through my shorts she spoke very softly and told me that there was two key for the lock and only two. I was to be a very good little boy for the two that have the keys and all will be good. She let go of it and I was back in a state of shock, there was a lot to take in, in the last twenty-four hours and I was puzzled by a lot of it.

I asked what I needed to do for this to come off. My mother told me that first I was to be nude at all time when in the house. It was a good look for me and she liked it a lot. Next it would only come off when my dick was needed for something and only then. Last if I don’t do as I’m told the cops would be here to pick me up. I was getting a feeling that Nicky was all part of this plan to get me under Meg’s and my mother’s control, a sex slave play toy for them.

What could I do, I lowered my head and said “yes, ma’am”. My mother picked my head up and told me not to be sad; that this was fun for all. She told me that she saw me enjoying myself over at Meg’s and this was not all about them having a servant. With this she told me to undress and I did. I was only in a t-shirt and shorts so I was once again naked in front of my mother. She looked over my body running her hands up and down me. This is going to be very fun she told me. She told me to follower her to her room and I did.

Once inside she told me that she was waiting for this for a very long time and in one quick move. Dropped her robe to the floor and stood in front of me as naked as I was. Now there is never a time where your mother being naked is good, but I just couldn’t help myself. For how her body looked you would think she was in her early thirties. My mother had short blond hair never went anywhere without make-up on. So she had her famous red lips with the rest of her beautiful face done up. Dropping down to her pearl necklace that held the key that sat between her tits that were a “C” cup and still very perky, she had a skim waist and tone legs that ran down to her painted toe nails. I couldn’t see it there but I knew that her ass was one to see. It was just as great as Meg’s. Her pussy didn’t have one hair on it and was already wet. She called me over to her by her finger and pointed to the spot in front of her. I got on my knees and looked up at her. At this view I could her perky tits sticking out and her hard nipples on the end of them.

My mother told me that she had to know just how good of a pussy eating I was and told me to get to it. I lowered my head and stuck my tongue out as o moved to her pussy. It was a different feel with her pussy being bald and she had a sweeterness to her pussy then Meg. I licked her clit that got her going and sucked the juices off her little pussy lips. I grabbed her legs and pushed them back to her chest. I could now see her sexy little asshole. I drove into that and licked it up to her pussy. I worked back and forth for her pussy to her asshole. This was getting to my mother and she started to cum. It wasn’t like Meg when she came, but I enjoyed it and I knew she did too.

By this time all the things I was doing to my mother. I started to get horny and my cock started to get hard. This was getting painful as I was still wearing the chastity belt on it. I kept moving my hand down there to try and adjust it some how to make it feel better, but it was no use. My cock was trapped in it and it was hurting. My mother saw this and asked if someone wanting to come out and play. I nodded yes to her and as my mother was getting the key to take it off she looked at me and told me that I was going to do something that my father never would do for her. My mother told me that she wanted for me to fuck her in the ass. I looked at my mother with this “you’re so naughty face” and said “yes ma’am.

As she was taking it off; there was so much blood running to my cock and nowhere to go. That I had a lump above my cock and my mother seeing this played with me a little before removing the chastity belt. She started hitting the lump and saying how much I must be horny and wanting this off. All I could do was nod and wait for her to remove it.

Once it was off my cock sprung up and was rock hard. My mother then grabbed on to my balls and squeezed hard while telling that I was to be gentle with her and not be hardcore right away because I was horny. I told her “no ma’am” and she moved up to the bed and get on all fours. I stepped back and looked at how sexy my mother was kneeing on the bed.

I got behind her and lined my cock up at her asshole. I spit on her ass and my cock and slowly pushed it in. It was hard at first but soon moved in and went deeper. I slowly started fucking my mother as she moaned out on how good it was. After a couple of minutes she started to push back on my cock as I pushed forward. I started to pick up paste and my mother now was yelling out to fuck her harder. I went faster and harder fucking her as hard as I could. This was something else to be fucking your own mother and not only fucking her but in the ass. I fucked and fucked all while my called out to fuck harder.

My mother was now reaching between her legs and rubbing her clit as I fucked her up the ass. She was moaning loudly of how good this was and how she loved it in her ass. I never heard my mother talk like this and it was turning me even more. My mother came two more time before I felt myself feeling like cumming. I told my mother that I was going to cum and she told me to put my big fucking load of cum in her ass. With a couple move fucks I unloaded all my cum in her ass and almost passed out again.

After I was done I pulled out with a wet “pop” and could see some of my cum running from her asshole. She told me to clean it all up and not to mess one bit of it. I did just that and sucked my own cum out of my mother’s ass. I licked up the remaining pussy juice and made sure she was all clean before kneeing back down on the floor.

My mother turned around and picking up the chastity belt came over to me to place it back on my now soft cock. She told me that she didn’t need me going and using it without her or Meg knowing and locked it up and place the key back around her neck.

My mother told me to come up here in bed and hold her for a bit till it was time for her to get up and make us dinner.

-the end-

The Paddle

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As a pledge in a fraternity one of my assignments was to make a paddle for my big brother. It had to about three feet long with a handle on one end with a list of his accomplishments while in college on it. With the help of the fraternity members my pledge brothers an I got the necessary wood, sandpaper and stenciling together and set to work.

The fraternity had a store room behind the gym in the athletic complex. We set up shop there and started making paddles. After cutting, sanding, lettering, and finish coating my paddle was done. I was standing outside the store room admiring my finished product when my girlfriend walked up. Cathy stood 5' 7" with long curly black hair, big brown eyes and a beautiful smile." That's dangerous looking, planning on using it on anyone I know?" she asked pointing to the paddle. She had a twinkle in her eye that usually meant she had something deviant in mind.

"I hope you don't intend to punish me" she said as she swung her nice round ass towards me. She liked to be spanked during sex but this would something new. "I'd better get going I'm late for work" she said before I came up with an answer. "Will you be home later?" she asked. I told her that I would and after a kiss she walked down the hall swinging her ass and turned to look as she went with that twinkle still in her eye.

Later that day I was at my apartment studying when the door rang. Cathy was standing at the door, glistening in sweat. She had gone for a jog after work and decided to stop by my place. She asked for a glass of water and sat on the couch. As I handed her the water I noticed her clothes. The T shirt was OLD. The color had faded to almost white and there were little holes in from being washed to many times. Her puffy nipples showed right through the sweat soaked rag. She had tattered cut of jeans on instead of her usual gym shorts. The shorts had a piece of rope through the belt loops.

"Oh there it is! she exclaimed as she spied the paddle standing in the corner. She got up and walked to it, the twinkle returning to her eye. She picked the paddle up, and took a golfing stance, swinging the paddle as if at practice. Her shapely round tits were bouncing back and forth, barely contained by the sweat drenched T shirt.

"Yeah this might be fun" she said to no one in particular, and then licked her lips as she continued to swing. By this point my cock was rock hard and fantasies were running through my head like a locomotive. She laid the paddle down and sat down next to me. "I have a proposition for you" she almost whispered in a sly tone. "What's that?" I asked. "If you can take me, you can paddle me."

At that she lunged at me! She pushed me on the floor and pulled my one arm behind me pinning it. This was no joke, Cathy was in excellent shape! As she sat on my back she leaned in and said "Cum on sissy, can't the little boy handle his woman" and then she laughed. Thoroughly enjoying herself she began to twist my arm. Reaching around with my free arm I tried to grab her but all I got was her shirt. I heard a loud RIP! as I pulled and Cathy laughed harder then bit my arm. I managed to pull my knees up under me and levered her off my side.

She lay on the floor giggling, her shirt torn up one side. She reached up and grabbed my nipple through my shirt and twisted HARD! "You bitch!" I screamed as I grabbed the tear in her shirt and pulled hard. The shirt tore across her chest exposing her large hard nipples.

I grabbed one and dug in with my finger nails. She inhaled deeply and smiled as if she expected that. She pulled my hand away and tried to get up but she only made it to a kneeling position.

I got behind her and while I held her across the chest with one arm I reached around with the other and unzipped her pants. Cathy was fighting me but not with all her strength. The coffee table was just in front of us. I pulled the rope out of Cathy's pants and put the open loop on one end around her wrist. I pushed her chest down onto the table and wrapped the rope around one of the legs. I grabbed her other arm and forced it under the table. With some difficulty I got the other end of the rope around her wrist and tied it.

Standing over her I said " Now I'm gonna paddle ya." First I reached down and grabbed what was left of the shirt. It tore easily up to the sleeve and collar were it ripped away. kneeling down beside her I pulled her shorts off. As I knelt there I leaned in and bit one of her cheeks hard. I stood and got the paddle and touched it to her ass. "Please be gentle sir, I've tried to be good" she said. WHACK! The blow drove her forward and she yelped in genuine surprise. WHACK! She yelped again but said nothing. WHACK! "Oh Yes!" She cried. WHACK! I swung a little harder. WHACK! "Thats it harder!" WHACK! "OH Yes spank my ass!" WHACK! "Ohhhh"WHACK! "hhhh" WHACK! "hhhh that's ittttttt!" She screamed.

I stood back and admired my handiwork. Her ass was glowing red. Pussy juice was pouring down her thighs and her pubic hair was soaked. I turned the paddle around in my hands and started to rub its handle on her clit. The response was immediate as she jerked forward with a sharp gasp. After her initial surprise, Cathy started to slide herself back and forth on the handle. "So this is was they mean by a woody" she giggled as she slid across the handle. "Stick it inside me" she half moaned as she warmed up. "Oh my God " she cried as I bypassed her pussy and started working on her anus.

I didn't push hard. I turned the paddle back and forth and the handle started to penetrate her ass. "OHHH GOD! she screamed this time as the handle slid into her ass. Cathy pulled forward on the table which allowed her to reach a hand to her pussy. She worked her clit as I began to push the handle in and out of her ass. Wild spasms began to rock her as I pumped the handle in and out. Her breath was coming in short gasps and she was stroking wildly on her clit. Her anus had loosened up and the handled was sliding in and out fairly easily now. Cathy was actually sliding back and forth on it.

"I want you to fuck me!" she yelled. I pushed the handle into her ass as far as it would go then layed the paddle on a chair I pulled over. Straightening up I pulled my pants off. I walked to the coffee table and straddled it in front of her face. "No Darlin' I want you to suck me off." I took her head in my hands and stuck my dick in her mouth. Her tongue slid nicely along the shaft of my cock as I pushed her head up and down. Cathy obliged, taking my woody to the back of her throat. She was a master at the art of the blow job. Still stroking her pussy, I could feel her moans as I pumped my cock back and forth in her face. Heating up I pushed and pulled harder on her head. As I exploded I pulled my cock out and shot jis all over her face. She hardly noticed as she climaxed stroking her pussy with the paddle still stuck in her ass.

After a good wiping down my big brother never new the adventure his paddle had seen.

-The End-

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The Sawhorse

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It was a typical Sat. morning...we both had slept in a little ...but because you are a natural early riser i had your breakfast ready and waiting for you before you even began to stir...all i had left to do was to pop in the toast as i brought you your coffee...so i thought i was ahead of the game as i gathered up the laundry and did some light cleaning this morning...little did i know what you had in store for me this day.

I casually glanced at the sawhorse really not thinking anything of it as i walked through the living room...still picking up and tidying up ...and then suddenly out of nowhere you appeared...i didn't even hear you wake up...a very unusual thing as i like to bring your coffee to you in the mornings...and then without warning you pull my hands behind my back...bite softly into my neck and whisper..."Come with me my slut"...nudging me towards the sawhorse and then bending me over it...quickly cuffing my hands and ankles and yanking my head back ...securing it in that position and then walking over to your chair...you had left my head positioned just to where i could watch your every movement no matter where you were in the room and naturally my eyes drifted to you as you sat down in your chair with the coffee you had poured for yourself.

You totally ignored me for awhile...picking up your paper and browsing through it...going for more coffee...making a few phone calls...all the while walking around the house naked...your cock semi hard ...never even glancing over at me ...and then suddenly your standing in front of me..."Comfortable my slut?" you ask with a grin...knowing full well that i'm not...and then you slowly begin stroking your cock...my eyes widening as i lick my lips...a small little groan as i watch the first drops of pre cum forming on the massive head...and then you step closer...leaning over me and whispering in my ear..."How bad to do you want this cock my slut?"...

closing my eyes and whimpering ...my voice ragged ..."i want your cock more than anything Master...to taste it...to feel it in my mouth...to feel it in my cunt...my ass...wherever you want to put it."...."Well, maybe if you're a good girl you just might get it later", you say with a smirk on your face...your hands squeezing the head as your eyes lock into mine...i can see it swelling and getting harder and the juices begin to run out of my pussy...trailing down my thighs as you just grin at the trickle...and then you start stroking harder...i see that look on your face that means you are close to cumming and you just begin to stroke it faster...then suddenly your hot ropes of cum are spraying on my face...into my hair and over my eyes...and you just laugh...."there ya go my little cum whore"...and then you turn away from me again...picking up your trumpet as you begin your practice...your cum dripping from me and slowly drying on my face...

The hours seemed endless on that sawhorse that day...you'd move from project to project...inbetween coming back over to me to either insert a vibrator in my sopping cunt...a plug in my ass...to tease the crack of my ass with your cock...or to bend down and suck the juices from my pussy...each touch only inflaming the passions in me more...your instructions very explicit that i cannot cum...while the small vibe continued it's low hum in my aching walls...just enough to keep me on the edge...

Then finally...your chores and practice done...you pour yourself a glass of wine and return to your chair...spreading your legs wide and letting me see the hardness of your cock...you can see the shivers running through me and you just laugh at me again...oh gawd baby...look at you...you've been on that sawhorse all morning...i've cum on you...you have a plug in your tight little ass...a vibrator humming in your cunt...and i can practically hear your silent moan as you look at my cock...you truly are my cockhungry cum slut...

Watching as you get up from your chair...my body aching for you...eyes running over you hungrily and then seeing you reach for your crop...breath catching...automatically bracing myself as you walk behind me...the handle of the crop sliding along the crack of my ass...and then slipping along my wetness...you walk around me...chills going through me as your eyes rape me...and then your fingers tugging at my nipples...hard...pinching...pulling...tugging...gasping as your hands which can be so tender are now so rough and abusive...and then the whack whack whack of the crop on my cunt...the vibrator slipping in a little deeper...crying out to you as the sting sears through my body...hands clenching into tight fists as you run your cockhead over my lips...your voice taunting and teasing..."you want this don't you? you want my cock so deep in your throat you can't breath...don't you?"...and then you laugh again and slap your cock all over my face...my moans now louder...but you just continue to torture me...

Legs trembling violently now...and then you reach up and release my head...my neck aching from being in that position so long...whispering a thank you as i slowly roll my neck...and then your strong hands gently massaging the back of my neck...and just as suddenly you pull the vibe from my cunt and the plug from my ass...gasping with each item that's pulled out roughly...your hands running over me now...caressing...pinching...tugging...then your hands on my hips...your cock ramming first into my still tingling cunt...ohhhhhh jesus baby...mmmmmmm...damn...your hard rod slamming deep and hard into me...muscles clenching at you automatically...and then just as quickly you pull out of me...and with no warning your huge cock invades my ass...

screaming out to you as the pain rips through me...and then the warm glow of pleasure...just long enough for you to drive your cock deeper and harder into my ass...the alternating pain pleasure driving me over the edge...landing the crop hard on my ass in continued blows as you thrust and pull out...grabbing my hair and pulling out again...walking around to the front of me ...your cock standing straight up as you impale your cock into my mouth...fucking my mouth at your pace...holding my head to your cock deep in my throat and making me fight for air...and then pulling out of my mouth ...grinning at me...your voice reassuring..."you're doing wonderfully baby"...and then walking around me again...your cock once again slamming into my pussy...thankful now that i am secured tightly to the sawhorse...the restraints the only thing keeping me from collapsing...

i hear the vibe go on high and then your pressing it hard against my clit as your cock drives harder and faster into me...feeling your cock pulse in my tight little cunt and then your loud groan...i'm gonna cum now slut and i want you to cum the moment i do....not knowing where i'm gonna get the strength to cum...but only knowing i have to obey you...and then feeling your hot cum shooting into me and your voice loud ...NOW slut...your word the only thing i need to cum now as my climax soars through my body...muscles clenching at you harder...

milking your cock for every drop of cum in you...tears streaming down my cheeks ...whispering thank you Master...and then feeling the restraints loosened...you picking me up in your arms and carrying me to your chair...my body shaking...weak...curling into your chest as you softly kiss my forehead and then my lips...your hands now tender and loving as you caress every part of me tenderly...breath hot against my ear as you whisper..."i own every part of you baby...today was just a reminder of that"

-The End-

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Life's A Gamble

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It had been an unusually quiet shift so far. You had the $100 blackjack table and while the lower stakes were doing a business you had been standing there for almost two hours without customer one. As you stood there, a million miles away, you heard a soft voice say, "May I play?"

You look up to see a man standing there. He looks like the sort of individual that if you passed him on the street you really wouldn't have noticed. About 5' 10, brown hair, blue eyes behind his glasses and he wore a mustache. "Certainly sir" as you began shuffling the cards and he took a seat. Seconds later you looked at him and say "chips?" and he pushes a $100 bill forward. "You want one chip?" and he just nods a shy smile on his face.

You slide it forward as you take the bill. He puts the bill out and you wish him "good luck", seconds later it's over. "I'm sorry, sometimes it just happens that way." The smile never left his face as he looked down to see your two overturned cards, one an ace the other a queen. "That's okay, thanks" as he stood up to leave. He took a single step, turned and asked; "May I ask you a question?"

Before you even had a chance to say yea or nea he said, "Will you have dinner with me tonight."

"Oh, that's very kind of you sir but I don't have anything but the clothes I'm wearing and after a full day here I'm not really in any..."

"If that wasn't the case, would you?" You struggle trying to decide what to say and during that silence he says, "Wonderful, I'll pick you up at eight" and with that he was gone.

Your mind raced as you thought of all the reasons and all the questions you should have asked. Well, that was different you thought and as the hours passed it grew further and further from your mind. As you left the area to go on your final break before your last shift you were surprised to see the casino's hotel concierge, a striking woman, a redhead with green eyes named Suzanne waiting for you.

"Hi, are you Sherry?" You nod your head and wondered what this was all about. "I need your measurements, your exact measurements. It's for new uniforms." You couldn't help but wonder what in the world but you figured whatever and tell her. "Thanks" and with a smile she was gone. This has been the strangest day as you sit down to relax for a few minutes. Soon enough it was time to go back to work and as the minutes of your shift dwindled down you remembered the gentleman from earlier today. Well, I get off at six so I guess I won't be meeting him at eight.

Your day done you head back to the employee area where there is a note on your locker to please see the concierge prior to leaving. Great, now she probably needs my shoe size or something. You begin to walk through the casino towards the hotel and there she is at the front desk. "You needed to see me?"

"Well hello again, are you ready?"

"Ready for what" you ask and she just smiles and motions for you to follow her. "We have a suite for you, I just need to get the key and we'll go on up." As she reaches into a slot and pulls out a single key you feel a little like Alice In Wonderland, nothings making sense. You start to protest but she just smiles, takes your hand and begins heading toward the bank of elevators.

"Here we are" as she puts the key into the door for suite 1801 and opens it to show a dazzling view of the city at dusk below. "Now, eight is when he's expecting you so we don't have time to waste. You need to bathe, I have the hairdresser and nails coming at six thirty, your makeup is to be done at seven and everything else is here and waiting for you. I'm to assist you in any thing you need." You stand there in stunned silence and notice that the bed is full of boxes and parcels of all shapes and sizes. "Well come on, get going" as she ushers you into the bathroom and closes the door behind you.

It's a dream, just a dream you think as you turn to see the claw footed tub filled to the brim with steamy hot water, filled with bubbles and scented like roses. You look into the mirror and as you begin to undress you feel like it's someone else there, not you. The bath is wonderful, just the right temperature and you find yourself so relaxed that you begin to think maybe a dream is not so bad. As you wash, the day washes away and you find yourself smiling wondering what's to come next.

You step from the tub and see a white robe laid out for you. It feels divine and as you open the door and step back into the main room there are three people now, instead of one. "Come, come my dear. We've got work to do." A quick shampoo and then the stylist begins his work, meanwhile your nails are being manicured and bright red polish is being applied to them. Fifteen minutes later he declares himself finished. "Makeup is next" and yet another new face shows up and begins his work.

It's 7:30 when he finishes and the concierge ushers everyone out of the room. "Well, the only thing left is to get you dressed. Here you're going to need my help with this." You look to see her holding a white corselet and you bite the corner of your mouth as your nerves start in. "Oh, come on don't be shy, we haven't much time left." Slowly you move towards her, turn and drop your robe. She takes the garment and slips it around in front of you and begins lacing it up in the back. You can't help but notice that it leaves your breasts open just supporting them underneath.

As the laces grow tighter and tighter, your waistline grows smaller and smaller and your nerves begin anew. "There, all finished" she announces, "Why you're shaking like a leaf, here sit down on the bed and let me do this." You sit down as she begins rolling one stocking up your leg and attaching it to the corsets garters. All of a sudden you realize she is looking directly at your most private of areas and the look in her eyes is one of almost animal like lust. You feel the heat rise to your face and you know how you must be blushing. Seconds later both stockings are on and you're instructed to stand up. She helps you step into the white lace bikini panties, taking her time sliding them up your legs and then making sure they fit just right. You feel as if you might faint right there and then.

Your head is spinning as she helps you slip into your dress, then a pair of high white heels and finally jewelry. It's all like trying to make your way through the fog until suddenly you hear a voice saying, "My god, you look good enough to eat." Waking from your momentary lapse you see the woman who was attending letting her eyes run up and down you while you notice she is licking her lips. You turn so that she can't see your embarrassment and with a gasp see yourself in the mirror. Your shining brown hair frames your face beautifully, cascading down your back and the makeup has brought out the sparkling blue in your eyes. The dress fits you like a second skin, off the shoulder showing the tops of your breasts, almost inviting another's touch.

You can't help but stare into the mirror, mesmerized at the incredible creature reflected back at you. Two hands encircle your waist and her soft voice whispering in your ear says "I meant what I said, you look delicious." A chill runs down your spine as her hands slip from your waist and smooth the dress over your hips. She comes around in front of you and has that same look in her eyes but says "It's almost eight, come along, you mustn't be late. She takes your hand as you leave the room and make your way back to the elevator. This stop requires a private key which she pulls from her jacket and the next thing you know you're on a floor not advertised by the hotel for public use. There is a single door in front of you and she motions for you to go. As you turn and watch the elevator doors close you can't help but feel but she was taking her pleasure from you as she went.

The doors shut and you turn to look at the door. It doesn't seem any different from any you've seen here but you do notice that it doesn't have a number on it. You remember how your mind raced when all of this went into motion earlier that day and that's nothing compared to the way you feel now. You walk back to the elevator but notice there's no button to push, you need one of those keys. There's no hallway leading either way, the only thing there is that door and you. You take hesitant steps until you're standing in front of it, take a deep breath and you knock.

Seconds later the door opens and he's standing there. He has that same shy smile but you can see his eyes dancing in delight as he takes you in. "Please, come in. I hope you don't mind eating in?" You step inside and find yourself holding your breath. The entire skyline of the city is lit up and you have a view of it all. There's a table set up for two with food awaiting and you notice that he's standing behind a chair and has pulled it out for you. You sit and can't help but notice that he holds the chair just a second or two because of the view from above that he's getting of your magnificent breasts.

As he moves back over to his seat you can feel the flush rising from your face and you're glad that the only illumination comes from the city below and the candles that are lit. He pours from the bottle, a wine and he offers some to you for a taste. You can't help it, your hand shakes slightly as you reach out, take the glass and your hands touch. Like an electrical spark going off you pull the glass back quickly and down the contents. He still has that smile as you hold your glass out and he fills it for you. As the minutes pass and the small talk begins you hardly touch your food but you continue to enjoy the warmth that the wine is bringing you.

He stands up, walks towards you and asks, "Dance with me?" and for the first time you notice the music playing in the background. You rise and as he takes your hand he pulls you in closely. Your body touch and you feel yourself beginning to tremble again. He leans back, looks at you with that smile and pulls you close again. Your head on his shoulder, your bodies moving as one, you dance. In your mind you feel the corsets restraint, the sheerness of the stockings, your breasts rising with your breathing and the raw sexual beat that is your heart.

You dance for what seems to be forever until he slows and looks at you once again, the smile a fixture on his face. "I have an idea" he says, "You had all the luck today at the blackjack table. Will you play another game with me?" The combination of the wine, the dancing, the evening, everything combines and you smile happily and nod your agreement. He walks over to the bar area and pulls out a deck of playing cards. As he shuffles them he says, "Let's cut for high card. If I win the night goes on and we do what I would like to do. If you win, then it's your choice for the rest of the evening. Fair?" He spreads the cards out facedown on the table and motions for you to go first.

You reach out shakily and pull one of the cards out; a bright smile fills your face as you turn the king of clubs up. "That will be tough to beat, but let me try." He reaches down, picks up a card and looks at it. You stand there not knowing whether you're happy you won or sad and then he looks up at you with smoldering eyes and shows you the ace of hearts. Now it's your heart, which seems to skip a beat as he walks toward you and takes you by the hand and leads you towards the bedroom.

As you enter the room you see the same panoramic view of the city alight and he stops you directly in front of the window. Your body trembles as you feel him behind you, his hand on your shoulder and then slipping down to the zipper for your dress. It tumbles to the floor and you see your reflection and him behind you hungrily looking at the feast before him. He takes your shoulders and kisses you gently on the back, moving slowly up to your neck and then to your ear. "Wait here" he whispers and he moves away into the dark.

You hear your heart, hammering at a pace caused from a combination of fear, lust, excitement, all these things that this day had come to symbolize. You feel frozen to the spot, helpless to move, to run, to do anything that might change the coming events. Then, he was back. Once again he moved closer to whisper, "Are you familiar with sensory deprivation?" You turn your head from side to side and he continued, "When one sense taken is take away the other become more acute. Here, let me show you." A white silk scarf came around in front of you and seconds later you were blindfolded.

He was so very right. The moment you couldn't see anymore your hearing took over trying to find where he was. His hand went to your face and your sense of touch was magnified like never before. You jumped as if bitten and you heard the soft chuckle that came forth from him. "Now, put your hands behind your back." As if hypnotized you hands seem to move of their own free will as they freely obeyed. You felt the scarf as he took both wrists and put them together. And then you had lost her ability to touch.

Now all you could do was stand there. Your hearing trying so hard to compensate for the lack of your other senses heard him as he walked all around you. Viewing you from each side, the sound of your own breathing as loud as the heartbeat which continued to pound in your ears. He moved close to you, close enough for you to feel him and then with his arm behind your back and his other moving down past your hips he picked you up and carried you to the bed. Gently he lowers you and you lay there, hands tied, unable to see what's happening and your mind wondering what's next.

As the seconds pass they begin to feel like an eternity, no touch, and no sight and for some reason she hadn't heard him. Had he left the room? What was he doing? She tried to move her wrists just to see and sure enough they had been tied securely, there was no escape from the knots he'd used. Just when she felt that she should cry out she felt his rough kiss, his mustache on her legs as he began to kiss his way up the nylon stockings. She heard a murmur of pleasure escape from her lips as his kiss left the stockings and began to caress bare flesh.

His kisses and his warm breath continue, moving ever so slowly, almost painfully slow. As he nears the spot that might send you over the edge he simply sighs and moves on. So this is what insanity feels like, you're going nearly crazy from it. He's kissing your garment now, the studs on the front as me moves closer and closer to your heaving breasts. Then, just as he reaches them, he inhales deeply from the spot of your cleavage and then moves on to your neck. Almost crying out now from the frustration, he nibbles at the tender flesh there until moving up and with a single thrust puts his tongue between your lips and kisses you passionately.

It felt like you were going under, like you dare not breathe or you would break the spell. Suddenly, the kiss stopped, his lips were gone and you were left gasping for air. You turned your head frantically from side to side trying to decide which way he had gone. Then, hands this time move onto your hips and slide the lace down off your legs. Next, your ankles, the feel of silk as it's being tied and one leg is attached to the bedpost. Moments later, the second. It's quiet once again and you feel like you can't get enough air as you're helpless to what is to come next.

The bed moves as another joins you and it only takes the tongue touching you to start your orgasm. Your hips buck and the tongue moves with them, lapping at the moisture which comes flowing forth. You remember his words about sensations being so much more intense and almost scream as you writhe under the force of your bodies' reaction. Wave after wave of pure pleasure and that tongue spurring you on to greater and greater heights. As you rise to your crescendo and your body begins to relax you begin to realize just how light the touch of the tongue was and how long the fingernails seem that are holding your lips apart.

And then, they were gone. Your head spun from the orgasm that had wracked your body. Who had it been? Or, had the wine, the taste of bondage, all the effects of the day caused you to imagine it? Before you could decide a weight was placed on the bed and the familiar scent and rough texture of the mustache began kissing at your neck, moving downward. "I, I think that there might..." you tried to speak in a voice filled with the passion of the night and maybe, just a little fright. "Shhhh, quiet my dear" as his lips took a new course and once again they touched yours, his tongue darting into your mouth. His kiss again left you breathless and by the time you caught yours he was down to your breasts and you knew words were going to be impossible.

His tongue flicked across the sensitive skin, never quite touching where you so desired. Little bites, nibbles of skin and you felt the familiar tingling that always starts in your tummy, you knew that the moment he would touch your nipples that you would be lost. But that time continued to be in the future as he let his tongue, his teeth travel from one to the other. That feeling now ran from the top of your head to the soles of your feet. Your breath coming in short gasps, you could hear your voice whispering "oh, please, please." and you could feel your nipples as they hardened to tiny points even without his touch. A small chuckle came from his throat as he said "Do you remember what I told you about senses? Even though you've lost your ability to touch, the feeling of touch is so, so much more incredible isn't it?" as he placed the nipple clamps over yours.

Set as they were on the lightest touch, the pressure of the clamps against the skin that had been eagerly awaiting any type of contact sent you into a writhing mass. This wave of pleasure triggered by the pain, at least your body believed it was pain, combined to take you to a place you had never been before. You wonder if this might be what madness feels like, you can almost see yourself from above, your beautiful body in the throes of pleasure, a man watching the effect the night is having upon you. You know you're babbling nonsense but you don't care. All you care about is the moment and the moment is incredible.

You don't know how long it goes, you just enjoy it, welcoming each new peak, each new sensation. Finally, with almost a burst of fireworks going off inside of you, you feel yourself coming down to earth. But wait, now he's between your legs, your bound ankles giving him access to your most hidden secret. "Sweet, so very sweet" he murmurs as his lips meet yours and the ride begins all over again. He is incessant in his attention, no sooner does one end than another begins and you are helpless, you are simply the recipient of pleasure, the vessel from which it arrives. Time after time until time seems to know no boundaries.

Just when you think you can take no more the final wave passes and you feel yourself growing limp as every nerve in your body is at it's most alive. The weight on the bed shifts and his voice whispers in your ear. "Just one more thing before I claim my prize. Your cries are getting louder and we don't want to alarm anyone." With that he takes another silk scarf and places it between your lips lifting your head gently and then ties it securely behind your head. "There, now when I return I shall take my pleasure." Seconds pass and then a weight on the bed, much lighter than before.

You feel someone as they straddle your face and then voice whispers just as you remembered it from earlier tonight. "You were good enough to eat and now you will return the favor." The gag is slipped from your mouth and before you can issue a sound she has planted herself on your face. The animal like lust which has controlled you all evening takes over and quickly you put your tongue to work, delving into each crack and crevice you can find. Her hips roll with the pleasure you're bringing her and seconds later she sighs and you taste the fruit that her pussy bears. She lifts up suddenly, quickly puts the gag back in place and is gone, again.

She must have heard him coming because moments later he is there at your side. You feel his presence as he sits on the bed, you try to tell him of the presence of another but the gag enables you only to issue a muffled warning. He takes it for a sign of your pleasure and chuckles as he moves down and unties your ankles from the bedposts. Pulling them gently up he presses against you and slides in as you issue forth yet another muffled cry, this one of sheer pleasure.

As he presses closer and begins to move in and out, slowly at first, you feel as if you could swallow him whole. He fills you completely but you're so wet, so far gone having given into the carnal pleasures that you've experience throughout the entire evening. His pace begins to quicken and you hear yourself behind the gag as you arch your back, a guttural moan escaping your lips as you begin your journey again through the ride that is your orgasm. He lifts you by your legs high, penetrating deeper and deeper as he continues relentlessly at that slow almost maddening pace.

His stamina is amazing, he seems to be able to go on forever but soon enough you hear his breathing becoming ragged, his pace increases and he begins to move in and out at you with an urgency like never before. Faster, faster and faster until with almost an animalistic roar he fills you with his seed. You feel his body convulse and yours matches him as for the final time as you reach your plateau and together you come as one. Both of you dancing together, savoring the moment and then it's finally over.

You hear his breathing, almost panting, as he still towers above you. You feel him slide out and he tumbles to the bed beside you. Your body still tingling, your mind still racing from everything that has happened and then the blindfold lifts. Your eyes open wide as the concierge looms over you, a wicked smile spread across her face. You look quickly to your side and see him asleep, motionless on the bed. "He's alright my dear, just a little something I put in his drink" and you see the glass on the nightstand beside him. She grabs your hair and pulls your face toward her. "Now, I want you to listen closely, alright?"

You're eyes are still wide with fright and you can tell that brings her almost as much pleasure as you did earlier. "It's quite simple, he can live or he can die, it's up to you. You can continue with this type of assignment when I feel the opportunity arises or you can not. You may not say a word to him or anyone about our arrangement. As I said, it really is simple. If you do it, he lives. If not", and she shows you the knife she's wielding. She reaches down with it and gently lifts your gag off, the cold blade making contact against your suddenly icy skin. "Well?"

"I'll do it, please don't hurt him."

Her smile widens as she nods and then begins to caress your face and the tears that have begun to flow. "Just one more thing before I go" and she moves back between your legs and begins to partake of the feast there. You try so hard to not issue a sound but she is quite talented at what she does and you can not stifle the cry that comes forth as you come again. She makes her way forward, licking her lips in sheer ecstasy and then kisses you, his juices and yours mingling as one between her and you. Finally, she breaks the kiss off and before you can say a word the gag is back in place, the blindfold is put back over your eyes and whispering in your ear she says, "Until next time my dear" and she is gone. You lay there in the darkness, wondering what deal with the devil you've made and what you'll say to him when he awakens...

-The End-

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