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Mickey Gets His

o.h.slutwench on Forced Stories

You ordered me to my room, telling me to stand naked in the corner with my hands on my head, and to come downstairs when you called. I couldn't figure out what you were doing but I knew better than to ask any questions. I ran upstairs, my body hurting in places I didn't know it could hurt, though at the same time I liked the hurt.

I waited, standing in the corner with my hands on my head, naked as you said, then began hearing noises from downstairs. Mickey was here! My heart skipped a beat at the very thought of him, while at the same time wondering what he was doing here.

Then I heard you calling my name, and I ran down the stairs, stopping at the bottom when I saw Mickey naked and bent over your desk like I had been, and you were using the cane on his
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bum... He was trying his hardest not to make a sound; I guess you had told him the same thing you always tell me, that if he made a sound the punishment would double, and I knew he wouldn't want that. Heck, he didn't want what he was getting now!

You told me to go around so that Mickey could see me, and I knew from the look on Mickey's face I was a surprise... or shock. Mickey was really embarrassed; he didn't want me seeing him getting caned. I noticed something else too; his dingle dangle was stiff, just like it was just before we... fucked.

"Tell my little girl what it means when your cock is stiff and you are being caned, Michael," you growled, striking his bum even harder when he hesitated.

"It means I like it." Mickey flinched again because you hit him even harder. "I'm enjoying being hit by your father, being punished," he groaned.

"Much better. We're going to turn you into a pain slut as well, it would seem," you said before ordering Mickey to his knees. "Unzip me. I want my little girl to see what a good cock sucker you've turned out to be." The look on Mickey's face was one of horror, and yet I got the feeling he wanted to show me at the same time.

I watched as Mickey sucked your dingle dangle, then you grabbed his head and it was like you were face-fucking him, and he wasn't pulling away. He was... enjoying it. Then you rammed yourself deep into Mickey's throat, so he couldn't breathe, and told him to swallow it all.

Mickey nodded slightly to show he understood, and swallowed everything you had to give him. I guessed it was the gunk that Mickey shot into me, into my little hole, whenever we ... fucked. When you pulled out, you still had his head in your hands, so he wasn't able to move as he swallowed the final load of gunk.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you Mickey?" you asked quietly.

"Yes sir, I enjoyed it very much," he replied, and he wasn't just saying the words. It really seemed that he'd enjoyed what you had done, and were doing, to him.

"Little girl, get on the desk now, on your hands and knees, your arse facing Mickey," you ordered, smiling when I quickly obeyed. "Mickey is going to put his fist inside you, just like I did this afternoon, and while he's doing this I'm going to give you 10 strokes with the cane on each of your arse cheeks. Do you understand, girl?"

I nodded, though I didn't want 10 with the cane anywhere. From past experience, though, I realized that making any kind of protest would double the punishment, so I had to agree. Mickey slowly pushed in one finger, then two, then three, and so on until the whole of his hand was inside me. Then you ordered him to fistfuck me, to make me cum while he caned me.

You added that if I didn't cum by the end of the caning it would be his arse to be fistfucked next, and that it would not be as gentle as Mickey was being with me. Then you leant over and whispered into my ear, so that Mickey couldn't hear, that if I came I'd be caned another 100 times on each butt cheek and on my cunt! Mickey said that he understood, and began to fistfuck me to a rhythm he knew would get me to cum. At the same time the caning started, and it hurt, and I wanted to scream and yell for you to stop, but you didn't. You wouldn't.

Half way through you bent over and asked me if I'd cum yet. I shook my head, knowing that if I tried to speak it would just come out in a yell or something. "Pity," you said, then began caning my other bum cheek, with Mickey still fisting me. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, but you didn'tseem to care. You were going to have your fun with Mickey and me, and no one would stop you. No one would dare.

Mickey didn't know you'd ordered me not to cum and was trying his hardest to make me cum. He couldn't figure out why I wasn't cumming like he could usually make me. He probably thought it was because I was being fisted; I know Mickey and how he thinks.

You gave me the last strike on the second butt cheek and asked me if I had cum yet. With tears streaming down my face I shook my head, "No daddy, I haven't." Of course, you knew that already, and you told Mickey to take his hand from my cunt so that I could move away and Mickey could take my place.

You asked him if he'd ever been fucked in the arse and Mickey shook his head. 'No sir' You suddenly whacked him with the cane and said that he was about to be fucked in the arse with your fist, and that he'd better enjoy it, or else....

Mickey and I both knew what 'or else' meant - definitely something unpleasant. You told Mickey to spread his cheeks wide and not to make a sound, reminding him that if he did something would happen. I didn't know what that was, but it seemed to terrify Mickey, and he nodded his understanding.

Without warning you rammed your entire fist into Mickey's arse hole. Mickey couldn't stop himself letting out a yell, begging you to stop. The look on his face when he realised he'd made a sound is one I'll never forget. His eyes closed briefly when you told him to pick up the phone and dial, and he obeyed while you continued to ravage his arse.

"Mum, Michael here, Mr. McMasters wants to see you, now." He somehow managed to speak in an almost normal voice, though how he did I will never know.

I remained where I'd been ordered to stand, wondering what you wanted with Mickey's mother, and missed the rest of the conversation. When Mickey hung up the phone I noticed that his dingle dangle was harder than I'd ever seen it. I asked him in some surprise: "Do you like what daddy is doing to you?"

You indicated to Mickey that he must tell me the truth, and he nodded, saying: "Yes, I love it."

"You think I'd like it too?" I asked in a whisper. Somehow I needed to know.

"I think you'll enjoy it even more than I do, girl... do you like your cunt fisted?" Mickey whispered back, with a grimace... "Sir, may I cum please?" he implored desperately.

"Cum in the glass next to you, slut" was your reply, and to my amazement, while you were still fisting Mickey's bum, he took the glass and held it in such a position that he could cum into it... two seconds later he was cumming and cumming. "Give it to my girl. Now remember, you must swallow it all without stopping," you said to me as I took the glass and drank obediently.

Just then there was a knock on the door... Mickey's mummy.

Swimming Pool Surprise

gwkent on Forced Stories

The local swimming pool had always been a favourite haunt for me, i knew that it was a great place to meet guys, and had been lucky enough to meet a few highly active ones during visits there.

Today, however was different. I normally headed down there on a Sunday due to my busy weekly schedule, but now i found myself out of a

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job and with time on my hands. I had taken a decision after a dreadfully boring Monday at home to head off to the pool, first thing Tuesday to see if there was anything I could pick up to fulfil the rest of my mundane week.

I should of course have been out looking for work, but when I needed cock, I needed cock and today I needed it.

On entering the centre I did notice that it was very empty, Sundays were always so busy, there was always someone to hit on, and although not always successful, when i put my mind to it, i normally always left with a something to fill me up for Sunday lunch. Tuesday morning however was clearly different.

I looked around, just an older guy out for a refreshing swim today. I got changed and jumped in the water to do some laps. I quickly got into a rhythm but couldn't help but wish I could find a new man today. I thought about some hunky stud coming in and being up for it, and what he could do to me, my cock rising in my swim pants and felling nice as the water pushed up against my hardening cock.

I decided to take a break and sat at the end of the pool, with no one else around i started to stare at the older guy swimming. I had never been with an older guy before, I had always been more interested in the beef stud cake type, but now suddenly I had an urge....could i pull a mature guy?

I sat watching a bit longer and to my joy he got out of the pool and headed for the showers....so here was my chance. I followed him in and went under the spray a few blocks down. He seemed oblivious to me, but I watched as he soaped his body, I become quite turned on watching him. He was quite hairy and had a body that clearly needed a few extra laps....but he looked good.....defiantly good enough to raise the sprits in me again.

I had to make my move......

"Do you mind if I borrow some soap please, I seem to have run out"

I pointed to my now empty bottle, (a trick I always used!).

He looked across and clearly noticed that it wasn't a shampoo bottle in my trunks.

"ahhh, oh yes, sure, here you go"

He handed me his bottle of soap, almost embarrassingly trying not to look at what I wanted him to see.

"Many thanks"

I grabbed the bottle and soaped my chest

"Always nice to get a swim in first thing in the morning isn't it?"

"huh,,, yes it is, puts you in a good frame of mind for the rest of the day" he stuttered

"Sure does, only thing is the chlorine gets everywhere, really annoying as well, i have to get it all off otherwise I come out in a rash....."

That was my line, it always seemed to work, and as I said it I soaped my chest and turned away from him so I could drop my trunks and soap between my legs. Then I provocatively bent over as I lathered my legs, knowing full well he would see my bare arse. I glimpsed over to the other side and could see in the reflection of the tap that his eyes were fixed on me, so it was working.

I stood up, rubbed some more soap into my hands and bent over again to wash my backside for him. I rubbed over my cheeks, and then in-between, making sure I gave it a good scrub. He was trying not to look, but I could tell he was stunned.

I stood up again and went to wipe my head that was when I got soap in my eyes.

"Arggh...bloody soap in my eyes now" I screamed lightly

This gave me the opportunity to turn around fully facing him but of course with my eyes shut, (or so it seemed!). I started to rinse my cock now and i could see him just starring at me, I turned around again so I could get some spray to rinse my arse, and couldn't resist poking a finger inside my hole to give it a clean. He saw me jerk as I poked...i don’t think he could quite believe it.

I stood up again, all the soap now gone. I looked straight at him and he couldn't move his stare at my cock quick enough. He was totally embarrassed..... I handed him his soap bottle back

"Thanks for that" I said

"oh, er yes, no problem, sorry i must get going"

"hey no problem, I’m not bothered it you were looking, like its only natural you know"

"umm no i wasn't I was just err"

"Yeah right, I could see you peeking out and next you'll be telling me that you always get a hard on in the shower"

He looked down and tried to cover himself

"It’s alright honestly, in fact I am quite honoured, that’s got to be the best sight I’ve seen for a long time"

I smiled at him and he seemed to relax a touch

"sorry but i couldn't help it, after all it's not often a 60 year old gets to stand next to a young lad naked in a shower"

"60!, blimey, I took you for 40 at best" charm always worked and he laughed.

"You know that you should make sure you wash it now, don’t want that chlorine getting in where it hurts"

I moved towards him.....

"Mind if i make sure it's all clean for you"

He was speechless, and I moved my hand over to the increasing bulge in his trunks. He breathed in as I touched him and started to rub his hard on.

"Umm no, I shouldn’t do this, sorry I must go"

I grabbed him harder, "its fine, don’t panic, no one can see, here this will make you feel better"

I took his hand and guided it onto my stiff prick

"Have you ever felt a 19 year olds cock before?"

"errrm no, never"

"Well now you can, I mean it's you that made it stand out so why shouldn’t you get the benefit of it"

With that I started to feel my way into his pants, his cock was hard and felt quite thick, I was instantly up for him in a big way.

I let him feel his way on my dick and he was clearly enjoying it, I started to realise that this was not going to be an average pull for me, i had always in the past been the submissive one, letting others do what they wanted to me, but this guy seemed like he was going to be in that role, and possibly my first chance to dominate someone.

"Do you like the feel of my cock?"

"Well yes, I’ve never done this before"

"That’s nice....I bet you have dreamt about it though"

"Errrm yes, a few times"

"Listen, why don't we go where it's a bit more private then"

 "Urmmm, well...err"

"You don’t have to you know, but I can see you would love to spend a bit more time touching me"

He smiled and I held his cock and led him towards the toilets, they were quite big in there and easily accommodated two people (past experience!!)

We went inside and I picked the end disabled cubicle as it was furthest from the door and had the most room. We went inside and I locked the door behind me.

"Now why don't you sit down and relax"

He was still transfixed by my cock hanging down, I pushed his legs closed and stood either side of them, my cock pointing towards him.

"Now it's all yours to play with"

I handed him my cock and beckoned him to rub it

"It feels lovely, it's a really nice cock you have"

"I’m glad you like it, how about giving it a kiss then"

"noo, I’m not sure I want to do that"

"Why not, you said you liked it"

"No, I think I better go"

He went to get up, but there was no way i was going to get a bum deal now

I pushed him back down

"come on, you know you want this, I bet if I was some sexy blonde with tits you wouldn't be walking away would you and besides your mouth might say no....certain other parts say a big yes.......now take my cock in your hands"

He looked up at me in a panic, the thing was I knew he wanted it, and he knew he wanted it.

"Now kiss my cock, don’t be afraid, you always dreamt of a horny 19 year old standing in front of your face with a hard on, so don’t miss your chance"

He moved towards me and started to kiss my knob, tentative his lips meet my purple head and he tasted my sweet pre-cum.

"Bet you like that now, don't you"

His continued kissing gave me the answer. By now I was starting to really like this dominant mood of mine. I grabbed his head with one hand and my cock in the other and started to slap his face with my cock.

"There you go, you like that don’t you, feeling my cock on your face, now lick it for me"

"No please I’m not sure...."

"Oh come on daddy, give your son a lick"

He seemed to like that; it was the age old father and son bit for sure

He put his tongue out and started to lick my wet head. Slowly at first, but clearly he was getting a taste for it

"ohm that’s it daddy, taste your sons cock, i bet you always wanted this didn’t you"

He uttered a simple yes

"Come on daddy open wide and let me in, let your son fuck his daddy’s mouth, I know how much daddy wants to feel his boys cock inside his dad’s mouth"

He was doing as he was told, and he opened wide, I thrust my cock down his throat and started to face fuck this 60 year old man.

"ohhh daddy yesss, you suck good, hmmmm, I’ll have to tell my school friends about you..."

I shoved a few inches back and forth and he lapped it up, now he started to put his hands on my arse, helping me to force more, he wanted more cock

I let him feast for a while, getting more and more worked up, he too was getting very excited.

"Ohhh daddies good, i can't believe you've never done that before"

I took my cock away and he looked disappointed

"Did daddy like that?"

"Oh yes son, you taste so sweet, I never had that before, can I suck some more please son"

"Ohhh daddy, well of course you can, but first lets see how it really made you feel, stand up for me"

He did as he was asked......

"Hmmm, that’s a might fine hard on you've got there daddy"

"Yesss son, I’m very hard and very wet"

"Are you now, well let’s see then, take you trunks off and give them to me"

I stood back to give him some room and he took his pants off

I snatched them from him, and held the crouch to my nose

"Hmmm, you are very wet daddy, have you seen the state of your swim trunks"....I shoved them under his face

"Yes son, you made me wet"

"Good, now lick them clean for me, lick you own precum from your pants for me"

He looked up, some what surprised but too excited to argue.

"Lick them daddy"

He proceeded to lick the inside of his trunks sapping up his wet juice.

“now daddy turn around I want to see your arse"

He was totally in my grip now, as he turned around

"Bend over and stick your head in the pan"

He bent forward and rested his head on the seat.

"I said inside" ....and with that I pushed his head into the bowl.

Moving to the side I grabbed his arse.....

"Daddy needs to learn that he must do what his son says, doesn't he?..........WELL!"

"yessss son, I will do as you ask"

With his arse sticking up and started to spank him, hard slaps across his arse while holding his head in the pan to muffle the sound.

"ohhh daddy needs spanking, bad daddy,, bad daddy"

I spanked a few harder strokes and could hear his screams of delight.

Now I wanted him.

"Now daddy, keep your head there, I want to look at your arse, spread your legs and pull your cheeks apart so I can look at you"

He did exactly as i told him, pulling his cheeks apart to reveal his virgin hole.

I stuck my nose up his crack and sniffed him, and then I stuck my tongue out and tasted his rim.

"urmmm daddies got a nice tight arse, I like that"

He said nothing as I spat on his arsehole, and then rubbed it in with my fingers. suddenly I inserted a finger into his hole, he jerked forward, and went to speak, but I just shoved his head back into the bowl

"just stay there daddy, let your son do what he wants with you".

I forced my finger harder, and could hear him gulp.

I needed some lube, spit was not enough, sticking my finger back up him again I grabbed the soap bottle with my other hand, flicked the lid open and squirted some around his arse.

"Now daddy is a bit free for his son, I can explore more now"

I withdrew my finger and grabbed my rock hard cock and placed it on the entrance of his shit hole.

"Can daddy feel that?, do you know what that is daddy"

"Yesss son, i do"

"So does daddy want it"

"ohhh god son yes"

"What do you want?"

"Son please, I want to feel you inside me"

"Better than that daddy, tell me you want my cock"

"sonnnn pleasssse yes, put your hard cock in me, stick it up my arse and fuck me, fuck your fathers virgin arsehole...."

"Good daddy"

I pushed my knob into his hole, he was fucking tight, and clearly wanted to move away, but with my hand on his head, he was stuck and I forced my cock past his tight rim.

He garbled from the pan, but I didn't care, I was inside and now I was going to fuck him like a bitch.

"shitttttt fuckkk it hurttts ahhhhhh"

"Shut up daddy fuck, let me ride your arse like a whore"

I pumped harder and faster ignoring his muffled screams, thrust after thrust trying to force more young cock into his shitter.

The tightness of his arse brought me to cum quickly

"Fuck yessss dadddy feel it, feel your son shoot his load inside you...take it all"

I shot my load deep inside his arse and pumped until I was empty......

I let his head up from the bowl as I withdrew my cock

He turned to me looking in pain

"Ohhh daddy did you like that"

"Yes son, it was great, son your great, you can fuck me like that any day"

"any day....? Well daddy, today might just be that day....after all it's only morning"

I smiled at him; with a glint.....the day was young yet.

End of Part One.

If you want to read more let me know and I will post chapter two

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lost in the Ghetto

HungStud on Forced Stories

That asshole melissa thought seeing her boyfreind take off and three black guys chasing after him. I told him not to buy weed here , dammit now how an I going to get home she thought.  She was in a strange place at least to her and looking to pretty thats for sure.

Melissa stood 5'8 weight was around 115 lbs 34 c tits , shapely figure . Blond hair soft blue eyes , she wore a sweater and a long skirt . It was probally about 9 pm and she began walking down the street. Street lights were poping on and the and cars drove by honking at her. She wasen't so much a raccist girl . But then again the black people who lived in her neibourhood never were like these people . She clutched her purse and

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saw a dim light coming from a Appartment complex it read payphone .

Thank god she thought , as she hurried down the pathway there was a group of about 5 black guys smoking weed and drinking sitting on the steps of a appartment. They started whispering low as she grabbed the phone and put her money in . Dialed and got no dialtone no nothing , she sighed and looked around. Then mustered up enough courage to approach the group.

A tall man probally in his early 30's cornrowed hair and a beer in hand was talking to the guys.  "Yo and then right these motherfuckers got scared and they tried ta leave " She spoke in a low voice , she was about almost 18 and it showed. "Excuse me um do you know where a phone that works is ?" He stopped telling his story and turned around to look at Melissa . "What ? Man sugar there aint no phones that work here baby. This is the progect's girl, but you give me 3 dollars and Ill let you use my phone its inside. " She sighed and decided she dident have much of a choice and agreed .

She handed him the money and he led her in.  The house was small a studio a bed there messy and the fan on . There was little in the way of furnature he stepped out as she dialed the number.  She reached a recording , damn she thought . She left a message and then tried another number , the man now had walked back into the house with the other guys.

He closed the door and locked it she turned around and the guys were smiling at her. She just made a mistake she figured, the man who let her use the phone hung the phone up and smiled . "Look here fella's we gots ourself a white bitch ! What do ya think we should do ?" She backed up and bumped into one of the men . He pushed her and she fell onto the bed.

One of the guys spoke, "Well I say she gives us all a blow job or we beat this bitch down ! " A few agreed and the man who owned the house reached for her tit and she tried to back away . He grabed the sweater and grunted" Listen here bitch you go along with this and you wont get hurt . Understand ? " She started to cry and shook her head yes and he smiled as he instructed her to take her sweater off and show them her white tits .

She pulled her sweater off and sat on the bed one of the guys had pulled his dick out and was stroking it . Melissa had never seen a dick that big ever ! She was beging to get really scared as the Man pulled her bra off letting her tits fly . Soon there were hands on her tits . Someone grabbed her hand and it was soon filled with a black dick then the other hand had another in it .

The Man had his dick out and it was nearly 9 inches and very thick he grabbed her by the hair and led her mouth to his dick. She opened up and was choked by the mans massive cock . He slammed it in and out of her as she was stroking the other two cocks . Then he pulled his dick out of her mouth and another dick pushed into her throat . This continued for about a hour as now the guys had her skirt off and panties .

She lay on the bed totally exsposed as the Man climbed onto her and pushed his cock into her tight pussy . She screamed then had a dick shoved in her mouth as he started to fuck her . After some strokes he pulled out of her and a fat black guy the called Luni got on. He pushed his cock into her as she sat crying. The guys all lined up taking turns fucking her , then she was sat down on the Mans cock as another pushed into her ass . She cried and they started to fuck her . She dident know what a orgasim was but she had a few in this time .

After each guy had a turn in her ass they all lined around her and started to cum all over her . The Man then tossed her a towel and the guys got up and dressed and left. She then got dressed and pleaded to use the phone again. The Man said no and instead drove her to the edge of the "hood" and opened the door...."Get out bitch dont come back here ya hear?"

She nodded and the car screetched off as she cried and headed down the street wich lead to her home.

Silken Chains Part Three

TwistedDemise on Forced Stories

Arriving shortly at his apartment he moves to the door unlocking it. Opening the door he moves in out of the heat walking to the refrigerator he opens it pulling out a cool soda. Popping the top on it as he walks to the table he sits down sipping the drink. He thinks about the choices he has given his new toy. Rising once more he moves to the shower swiftly he washes himself. Stepping out he dries his body then slips into a pair of blue shorts and a blue tank top wanting freedom for this evening. Thinking back on her actions he smiles growling at the pleasure of the thought as he moves back into the main room. Lifting the remote he flips on the television listening to the news as he waits.

After an hour of this he hears a soft knock on his front door.

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He does not move but calls out to whoever is there. “Enter” His tone is cool and relaxed he is almost sure who it will be. She is on time but he wonders how she has faired over the last few months without his visits. When the door slips open his eyes see what he expected. A beautiful woman comes into the room smiling almost shyly to him. He waits comfortably as the door is shut behind the newcomer then as she locks it. His eyes do not leave the creature before him as he watches seeing all she is.

Her blonde curls and bronze skin all he remembers from when he trained her. He sees she is wearing a simple sun dress common in this part of California. Still by the door she lifts the dress in one move drawing it off her body. His eyes drink her in as she holds the dress in a small bundle to the side. He sees her begin to kneel down for him her eyes only looking to his when she first came in. Now they look to the floor before her in difference of this Man her Master from so long ago.

“Stay on your feet little dasha” His words are cool and calm as he is when training. He raises from the chair his drink forgotten there as he walks to her side. Reaching out he takes her dress freeing her hand. “Yes Master” She shivers a little as he takes the dress he notices her voice goes softer. “dasha has missed Master but is well kept.” He smiles at those words as he slowly begins to circle her. His eyes take her in devouring every little detail just as he did when he trained her.

His eyes look her over carefully even critically until he is happy with her. His hand travels over her skin, their bronze on bronze skin melting together as he strokes over her long graceful legs. As his hand passes over her skin a small trail of goose flesh rises in its wake. He hears her gasp, he knows she would love nothing more then to be raped right this moment. He smiles as he takes his time with her tormenting her with teases of what is to come. He knows he has her only for a night or two so he will make the most of the time he has. Stepping back to the side of her he admires the view she presents to him.

Her body is lithe like a sleek curving panther. When she moves even slightly he can see her muscles moving with the grace of a feline. Her breasts are sweet round, firm looking as he remembered them feeling. They are just a bit to larger then what would be called handfuls. Her breasts are deliciously capped with tight rose colored nipples. Both of which are erect just from him gazing on them. Her hips indent in giving her a curving hourglass figure models would die to have. Her ass cheeks are perfect just right to fit in a Mans palm when grasped. Each has just enough give when spanked making her ass wiggle as if begging for more punishment.

He nods content as he feels his cock twitch in his shorts. Moving back to his chair he sits down getting comfortable. Lifting his forgotten soda he sips it slowly then sets it aside. Dropping her dress next to his chair he nods to her. “You may kneel now and greet little dasha.” His tone is heavy with desire which he holds in check for the moment. He watches as she whimpers having heard his wanting in his voice. Swiftly she kneels down her back ramrod straight. Her palms touch the floor next to her forcing her to lean forward helplessly. Then gracefully she draws her palms forward until they are in front of her. Lifting her sweet ass off her legs she draws herself up until she is on all fours.

Never making a sound she begins to crawl to where he sits. Her hair loose hangs covering her face hiding it from him. Her breasts hang as she moves towards him they sway enticingly with her movements. Once before him she kneels once again, without looking up she boldly places her cheek to his inner thigh. “dasha greets Master and hopes she pleases him in every way Master.” Her words come out a submissive whisper of hot breath. Her southern accent rolls smoothly off her tongue as she kneels there. Her brown eyes swirl with emotion as she dares to look up into his eyes. Her gaze peaking out thru her curly mass of hair no longer protecting her from his view. Swiftly unable to fight his powerful gaze she looks down her breath comes out in small gasps. It is almost like she had forgotten to breathe when she was caught in his gaze.

He smiles down at her as she catches her breath. Reaching out he slowly strokes her curly hair enjoying the feel of it. Drawing the hair from her face he begins to stroke her cheek softly. “Tonight you will be showing my new pet how well trained you are.” He says this softly not worrying about her reaction. “She will be picking the toy you demonstrate for her dasha. Then if you are good I may allow you to return the favor.” His tone drips with mischief as he continues to stroke her face. His cock aching to break free it acts as if it knows she is near. She moans so close she can practically taste it wishing she were. He controls himself wanting to save his energy for tonight’s festivities. “Dress dasha then go to the car I will be right there.” His words come out like an order just as he ment them to.

She grabs the dress from next to his chair swiftly beginning to rise to her feet. Without a sound she covers her sleek form as she was told. Moving from him she teasingly lifts the hem as she bends forward to stretch. This exposes her half shaven slit to his eyes she hears his growl when he notices. Her ass cheeks are almost fully exposed to his eyes. This causes his cock to go rock solid in a single heartbeat. As she bends in place he leans out his hand striking with the speed of a serpent. A single sharp smack drifts thru the air followed by her moan of desire. Knowing he has told her no she lowers the skirt smoothing it as she scurries to the door. Unlocking it she swings it open the sunlight blinds her for a second as she slips out. The door clicks shut as he rises moving to the kitchen. Dumping the last of his soda he throws the can into the recycling bin. Moving to the door he locks it as he pulls it shut.

Knowing she was tormenting him he decides to repay the favor. As he walks over to the car he opens his door and slips inside. Her pumps are off on the floor he smiles seeing the little feet he used to love to punish. Adjusting himself he arranges it so his cockhead and an inch of shaft peak from the leg of his shorts. “Lay your head on my thigh dasha.” He smiles as he begins to drive back to his home. He feels her lay there only an inch separating her lips from his cock. The tint windows hide her lying in his lap from other motorist. He feels her begin to inch towards his head wanting to taste him. He remembers she was always a hungry pet. “No you may not touch it dasha. If your lips touch it you will receive a lash for each suckling.” His tone is dares her to disobey as he drives out of the city down the highway toward home.

Driving he feels her breath on his cock keeping him hard. He can hear her whimper and squirm on the seat next to him. He says nothing letting his mind focus on the drive. The entire trip home she almost fails her lips aching to stuff him into her mouth. The only thing stopping her is the fear of his whip. His teasing is tearing her apart she has no clue how close they are to home. As they pull up the main drive maybe two minutes from the house she cries out in agony. Having a split second to brace himself as her hot mouth slides over his cocks head. She had taken a deep breath right before impaling herself on his cock. She sucks hard swallowing his head trying to get more in her mouth. Looking down he laughs as she frantically nurses on him. Her tongue works overtime swallowing as she comes up for air, he puts the car in park.

Whimpering she makes another dive for his cock, this time his hand catches her hair. Pulling her back just before her lips caress him again, “Well sweet hungry dasha you’ve earned two whippings for your teasing and now for your disobedience.” His voice is sharp as he says this she squirms on the seat hot and in need. “Please Master rape me I am hot and helpless for you Master.” Her tone is a whisper as she squirms. Reaching down he pushes his damp cock back into his shorts. “Later maybe now get out and go inside wait in downstairs but do not speak to the other pet.” He voice once more is cool and calm even as he Masters his desire.

Whimpering she slips out of the car not daring to say a word knowing she was wrong. Moving to the door she opens it going inside his eyes leave her only when the door shuts. He shuts off the car getting out adjusting himself so it is more comfortable. Grinning he locks the car with his remote then walks inside. Looking around as he locks the door seeing he is alone. Nodding approvingly he lifts the remote flicking on the television. Two screens appear as he watches what talis did while he was gone. The second smaller screen shows the room now in live view. Movement on it catches his eyes causing him to pause the tape.

Flicking the real time onto the main screen he watches dasha. As she moves into the room the other pet gasps. The other pet looks at dasha whimpering “Please help me!” dasha knows she has already pushed her luck today. Doing as told she ignores the little pet in her prison. Moving to the wall dasha looks lovingly over several toys there. Selecting a long flexible cane with a leather tip she knows that Master will approve. Moving to the small clearing in front of the pen dasha slips off her dress folding it neatly. She kneels facing the kennel waiting for him as instructed the cane cradled lovingly in her hands like a treasure. Smiling as he watches the screen he shakes his head pressing a button the tape returns to the main screen.

Watching the tape fast forwarding when she crouches and such. He notes her first struggle with the chain. She does as he instructed after maybe thirty minutes. Watching as talis studies the different objects in the room the medical table still makes her shiver. Smiling as he notices her looking over the saw horse with confusion. Thinking poor dasha will be a sore slut by morning. Shrugging he moves to the kitchen shutting off the television. He pulls out two bottles of water with small X’s on the caps. Then pulls out one more water without an X on it for himself. Moving to the secret door opening it he steps inside waiting till it clicks shut behind him.

Walking down the stairs ignoring the girls as he sets all three bottles on the table. Turning now he looks at the naked females before him. Looking to dasha he smiles at her posture then looks to talis. She meets his eyes for a long moment then looks down. Almost as an after thought she mimics dasha facing him. He notices however that talis keeps her knees closed and shakes his head. Reaching out as he comes behind dasha he catches her hair pulling it cruelly almost lifting her with it. “Mind telling me why you have that in your hands dasha.” He looks up when talis inhales sharply his tone is cool and collected. “Is something wrong pet?” She shakes her head afraid to speak just now.

He hears dasha whimper out her reply almost too soft to be heard. “Master I was a bad pet earlier and was willful. I know I earned punishment.....” Her soft southern voice breaks as she lifts the cane small tears already forming in her eyes. “Please Master punish me so I may redeem my worthless self.” Her words are full of submission to him asking him to whip her. He looks to talis catching her studying dasha openly. Smiling nodding his head he can see the confusion in talis’s eyes. Reaching out he lifts the cane holding it by the hilt nodding his head. “You pick a cruel device dasha. I believe you know it is a favorite of mine.” His tone shows his approval of her actions.

Swiftly dasha kneels to the floor turning her eyes to look on the pet within. Her ass now is in the air her legs spread even more to open her slit to him if he wishes to punish it. Her arm moves smoothly with practiced grace drawing her hair off her shoulders so her back is open to him as well. She remains silent looking at the other pet her eyes show her sadness at failure. Her body seems to flow with an eagerness to regain her place in his world. Her hands grasp the carpet there holding onto it as she feels the gentle brush of the leather tip. She wishes now she was a good pet instead of teasing Master. His eyes study each girl seeing talis and dasha locked in a mental bond.

Without a word he lifts his arm flicking the wrist he stripes her ass cheek. He makes sure the leather tip along with the cane make contact on her bare defenseless flesh. Her scream is loud coming forcefully from her. He notices that talis shivers whimpering softly as her eyes dart between the mark and dasha eyes. Lifting his arm again he aims for her back. Allowing the full impact of the cane to catch her skin this time. The strikes are not hard but they stripe her all the same. Her second scream is followed by gasping for breath as her body rocks in pain. He does not correct her knowing he is hurting her careful not to open her skin. The last strike he drives it across her exposed thighs. This scream is the loudest of them all her body bucks as her skin reddens with a single stripe across both legs.

Tears come freely now as she shivers rocked by pure pain. Her body is on fire but she slowly breaks into a smile daring to look back over her shoulder. “Thank you Master I am well punished. I hope I may find a way to please Master this night.” Listening he hears her soft voice between the sobs of pain as she fights them. The shocked look on talis’s face is priceless. Turning he walks over to the table hanging the cane back on its hook. Moving to the jars lifting one he moves over to a low stool.

Sitting down he smiles softly to dasha’s back letting talis see his look. “Come here dasha.” His tone leaves no doubt to it being a command. With a dancers grace dasha arches her back kneeling up slowly crawling to him. It is as if dasha has no modesty each movement is sexual to talis making her feel strangely envious. He waits as dasha reaches him reaching down he pulls her into his lap. Spreading her across his legs he scoops out some cream out rubbing it onto the stripe on her back. Rubbing slowly dasha whimpers after a few moments her whimper turns into a sigh as the pain lessens. He then scoops out some more cream rubbing it over her ass cheek the stripes remain but the pain lessens in each one. Finally he works over her striped thighs as he does this he smiles wickedly only talis can see it.

Setting down the jar he uses his now free hand to slide up dasha’s thigh. She moans as his fingers force her legs apart. His fingers slide deep into her already damp pussy three of them causing her to cry out in pleasure. “Are you going to be a good girl now dasha?” She wiggles on his lap as she whimpers the pleasure and dull pain throbbing thru her body. “Anything Master I am a good girl I swear.” Her words are almost begging now. He smiles as he slowly moves his fingers in and out of her wet slit. Not going fast enough to let her cum only enough to keep her excited.

Looking up he catches talis looking at them with a mixture of confusion and lust in her eyes. He speaks softly as he continues to torture dasha on his lap. “What did you decide to try out tonight pet?” His words are cool and calm the predator in the forefront once more. Laughing softly as his words cause dasha’s pussy to contract in need. Timidly talis tries to answer him but her eyes keep straying to dasha. “Sir ummm I don’t know....” He watches her as her eyes stray to the saw horse in the corner. “Tell me pet it’s not as if you will suffer from your choice.” To make his point the pinches dasha’s pussy lip forcing a whimper from her.

Hearing the whimper talis groaned softly unable to understand why the other girl’s pain is getting to her. Leit could see it the bond that was forming between the slaves he nodded approvingly. “The saw horse I don’t understand its use Mas…ter.” Her words came out haltingly as she looked down submissively. Talis could feel his eyes as if he were scouring her soul. His lips curled into a smile even as dasha whimpered. Talis felt dasha’s gaze on her the empathy between them made it easy for talis to feel what dasha felt. He shook his head while sliding his teasing fingers from her slit. Sliding her from his knee he carefully sets her in front of him on her knees.

Then standing he moves over to the saw horse looking back to dasha. Catching the look dasha is giving talis he snaps his fingers. Dasha slowly crawls to his side kissing his knee knowing she was caught. He catches her hair lifting her by it to her feet. Without waiting he draws her over the saw horse. Looking back to see talis watching in fear his smile to her catches her off guard. “Have no fear pet this will be fun for her after a while. Won’t it dasha?” His tone is soothing and calm as he speaks to them. “Yes Master dasha knows your horse well and will ride it as you desire.” Her tone is submissive even as she shivers at the thought. “Now watch carefully pet.” He says to talis as he begins to prepare dasha for her torment.

He lifts dasha carefully so she is centered over the horse. “Hold yourself dasha with your legs.” He takes one of her hands lifting it to the chain above the horse and locks it in the fur lined restraint. Before she has time to move much he repeats the action with her other hand. Now with both her hands above her he centers her over the wood rail of the saw horse. The whole horse is covered in black leather and just high enough to force her sex to rest on it. Looking into her eye he reaches back to where a control panel is hidden on the wall.

Pressing a button he lowers the chain about three inches putting her full body weight on her toes. Dasha moans and whimpers as she hears the motor lowering her down. Her tiptoes hold her beautifully just barely resting on the padded wood her clit caressing it causing her to moan again. Walking over to talis he opens the crate motioning her to come to him. Talis looks up blinking at him her eyes had been glued to the girl suspended above the horse. Crawling she moves out into the room to his side frightened unable to resist the strength he represents in the room. Scared she grips his leg and snuggles to it pressing her breasts into his naked skin below his shorts.

He feels her on his leg holding him reaching down he strokes her hair. “It’s ok pet she will be fine just some small bruising.” Dasha cries out as her toes give out forcing her pussy to embrace the padded leather. He watches as dasha struggles with gravity knowing there is only one out come. “See talis here is how it works. Dasha fights to stay on her toes so as not to force her slit onto the wood.”, he says this talis as he strokes her hair again. His words come out almost like a purr as he watches the girl struggle. “Her calf muscles hold her up for as long as she can force them to. Then when she can no longer hold herself her own weight causes her to crash down on the beam all the harder.

During his commentary dasha has once more managed to life herself up onto her toes. Her moans are soft and feminine as she struggles to keep herself off the horse. His words come unbidden like the crack of a whip. “Kiss the wood dasha, show me how much you wish to please your Master.” With a cry of humiliation and submission she lowers her slit once more kissing the wood. Dasha lets out a cry pain it is a long mournful moan her eyes look to his searching for his pleasure in her. When she sees his approval tears of pleasure begin to slip down her cheeks. He feels talis wiggling against him once more.

He looks down once more as talis whimpers he can feel her shivering. “Are you ok pet.”, he asks her softly as he smiles the pain in her features are obvious to him. “Yes Master please..... please let dasha free.” She swallows frightened as she presses herself more helpless to his leg wanting to save the other. Talis can only imagine what the girls slit must feel like. He laughs softly, “So you do care fine then go to her and straddle the horse if you can support her she will be allowed some respite.”

Talis moans softly in fear but hearing his words she finds the others suffering spurring her to action. Talis crawls much as she saw dasha do once more the bound between the two animals makes talis take more risks. Her ass cheeks sway enticingly for him as she moves. When she reaches the saw horse she stands throwing a leg over it. Soon she realizes her mistake as she wraps her arms about dasha. Her legs were to short just as dasha’s were all she could do was lift on her toes. He looked at the spectacle seeing them embraced his lips curled into a wicked grin. Talis hears him moving behind them cool hands reach between her thighs parting her lips for her letting her feel the padded wood on her inner most places.

Dasha can’t believe what this other pet had done. She gratefully leaned into the girl but then it all went wrong. A sharp scream filled the room as dasha’s weight forced talis’s slit onto the beam. Even leaning back dasha could not free talis from her punishment. Soon both girls slits kissed the beam. The sounds of their pained panting as well as the sound of wet slits kissing the wood was the only sounds in the room.

The pain must have been indescribable for talis. Oddly enough the thought of helping the other female and pleasing him was appealing. Her pussy was soon soaked thru making the leather of the wood all the more hungry for her. She could feel every little imperfection in the beam. She could feel the heat of dasha pressing into her, even though she knew that was why she could not stand her arms almost convulsively held her. Her hard nipples burned point into her chest it was the first time she had ever been this close to another woman.

He had all he could take his eyes were pleased at the twin beauties before him. Lowering the chain he allowed dasha to come down on the beam fully. Reaching out he gathered talis to his arms slowly lifting her bruised core from the beam knowing she was going to be in much pain. He set her on the floor then turned to dasha moving to her he freed her wrists then slowly drew her off the beam. Moving her over to where the other lay he smiled a big content smile. “I am very proud of you both.”, his words reflect his pride in both the girls for he was not lying about it.

The display of both girls straddling the horse had made him painfully erect. Now the only question was where to sheathe his shaft. Both girls had qualities he wished to explore but he would have to choose carefully just now. He crouched down in front of them as dasha rolled onto her side. He was shocked when dasha wrapped her arms protectively about the other girl as if begging him to spare her. He knew deep in his soul that talis would be too sore to properly enjoy and the sight made him want to rape them badly. What to do what to do so many choices to make.

More to come...........

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I've Been Watching You - Part Four

jezlady on Forced Stories

            Nick was dead tired. He’d had a long day and now he was avoiding going to bed. He hated to admit it but he was actually afraid to go to bed. If they knew about Josh and had been able to figure out he was using Josh’s car, they probably knew he was staying at Josh’s place. Hopefully that didn’t mean they’d be able to get to him though.

            “Come on, Nick, you’re a big boy,” he mumbled to himself as he headed for Jos

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h’s guest room. Shit, now I’m even talking to myself, he thought irritably.

            He flipped on the light as he entered the room then went directly to his duffle bag which still sat on the bed waiting for him to unpack. He rummaged through it and came out with a pair of worn sweat pants. He set the bag on the floor at the foot of the bed and changed into the sweats he had pulled from the bag. He tossed his clothes on the floor next to his bag and climbed wearily under the covers.

            “Damn,” he said softly with a sigh. “Light.”

            He climbed back out of bed and padded across the room. He flipped the switch and went back to bed. His eyes slid shut and he was asleep in minutes.

            In Nick’s dream he was Gulliver and all the Lilliputians were women. They were tying him down and crawling all over his nude form. Several of the tiny women screamed gaily as they rode his huge, hard cock like some kind of wild stallion. He was still trying to fight his way out of sleep, out of the dream, when he realized something was covering his nose and mouth. He pushed groggily against an arm that held fast against his sleepy attempt at escape. His mind finally came fully awake and his eyes snapped open just before the sweet smell drug him under again.

            Nick jerked his head away from the sharp acrid smell of…something. His head ached and he couldn’t think clearly. Was he still dreaming? he wondered. The acrid smell was back under his nose again. He jerked and tried to pull away only to discover that he was tied firmly in place. When he tried to swear only garbled muffles came out. His green eyes grew wide as he stared around the room and took in his predicament. The light was on and he was tied spread-eagle to the bed with a rough hemp-type rope. He wasn't blindfolded this time but his mouth was stuffed full with a large penis gag which was strapped tightly around his head. He had been stripped of his sweats and now lay trapped, completely nude.

            The woman standing over him next to the bed was small and looked oriental – what he could see of her face. She wore a tight, black mask over the top half of her face. Her silky black hair was pulled through the back of the mask and fastened into a pony tail. She was small, probably around 5' 3" or 5' 4" with a slim build. But he could see muscles standing out on her small arms. She wore what looked like a tight black bathing suit made out of spandex. The thing that bothered Nick the most was the whip she held in her right hand as she stared at him.

            "My name is Madam Kelea. You are my slave toy tonight. I'll play with you for as long as I want then I will fuck your brains out – if you're a good boy."

            She smiled as she laid the whip across his abdomen and climbed onto the bed. She leaned forward and ran her fingers up his stomach and chest, digging in her long, red fingernails. Nick squirmed under her, mumbling behind his gag, his eyes never leaving her face. She reached across to the side of the bed and lifted a small remote up for him to see. Smiling, she pressed a button on the remote and he felt the gag in his mouth start to grow like an engorged penis. He sucked air through his nose and shook his head violently from side to side. She reached out and pinched his right nipple hard. He stopped shaking his head and stared at her with panicked eyes. She pressed another button on the remote and he felt the meaty part of the gag bouncing around in his mouth, squirming like a live prick. He mumbled and groaned frantically. She patted his cheek and smiled at him.

            "We've only just begun, toy."

            She straddled his stomach and made herself comfortable before reaching for his nipples. She leaned forward and licked and sucked at his nipples, twisting and pinching them. Her attentions soon had the small nubs standing erect. She giggled as she attached adjustable nipple clamps to his chest. He jerked spasmodically and screamed into the squirming gag. She twisted the tiny screws on the clamps and locked them down tightly, drawing more screams from him. When she was satisfied she sat back and watched him breathing heavily through his nose, his eyes squeezed shut against the pain. She flipped her fingers against the clamps and laughed when he screamed into the gag.

            "We're going to have so much fun!"

            She slid down his body and sat across his hips, her hands running gently up and down his torso. She leaned forward and started kissing and licking his body. Slowly, he adjusted to the pain in his chest and began to concentrate on her hands. The gentle caresses felt like butterfly wings touching his skin. He closed his eyes and focused on that feeling, ignoring the pain from the clamps. He felt her move and his eyes shot open. She slid down to sit between his legs while she played with his cock and balls.

            Her magical fingers fluttered over his balls and up and down his shaft, teasing him. He was surprised when she leaned down and, staring straight into his eyes, she took him into her mouth. Her tongue flicked over his dick as her fingers played over his balls, pulling a low moan from him. She smiled as she sucked and licked on him. He closed his eyes again and focused on the pleasure she was giving him, using that to block out the pain from the clamps.

            Suddenly, his prick felt like she had stabbed him with a burning rod. He looked down at her to see that she had applied a clothespin to the top of his dick. He could hear a strange growl and a high-pitched screaming but didn't realize the sounds were coming from his own throat. His body jerked spasmodically as she applied a dozen clothespins to his prick and balls. Finally satisfied with her handiwork she got off the bed to admire him.

            "I think a few more," she said softly, almost to herself.

            He continued to scream into the gag as she fastened twelve more clothespins, six on each leg, to his inner thighs up next to his scrotum. She patted the pins when she was finished then reached up to pat each of the clamps as well.

            "There, that's better," she said, smiling down at him. "Now, for the really fun part."

            She picked up a leather flogger and aimed for his stomach first. Nick screamed into the gag as his body bounced and jerked against his tight bonds each time she struck him. He nearly passed out when she hit the clothespins on his prick with the flogger. She threw the implement across the room and grabbed the smelling salts from the bedside table, shoving them under his nose.

            "Don't you dare pass out on me, toy!"

            He quickly came back around and groaned at her. She responded by slapping him hard.

            "Don't fuck with me, toy!"

            She grabbed the nipple clamps and pulled them off him. He lurched up as much as his bonds would allow, screaming into his gag. He continued to scream as she rubbed his nipples roughly. She moved her hand down to play with the clothespins that were still attached to his groin. She flipped her fingers along the pins sending white-hot ripples of pain through Nick’s body. He arched off the bed and screamed. His voice was fading quickly from his repeated screaming so it sounded more like he was growling than screaming.

            "Enough of that. You bore me."

            She yanked the clothespins off him and tossed them away. His sweat-covered body fell back against the bed. He prayed that it was over as his eyes rolled back into his head. The sharp scent of the smelling salts called Nick from his stupor. He moaned as he came awake.

            "I told you, toy, don't pass out on me!"

            She grabbed another flogger and struck him with it. This one was different than the first. It had small metal beads on the ends of the leather strings and stung like irritated bees when it made contact with his skin. He was so exhausted from the previous go-around that he didn't have the strength to fight her this time. He made muffled screams and squirmed but he just couldn't muster the strength to jump and scream. She finally tossed the flogger away.

            "This should get some reaction from you," she said in a sultry voice as she climbed onto the bed again.

            Nick pulled his eyes open to see her standing over him with a large whip. His breath caught in his throat as he started to shake his head back and forth. He squeezed his eyes shut and braced for the impact when he saw her swing the awful thing. He knew it would hurt but he never imagined just how painful it would be. The lashes caught him across the chest and down his right side. It felt like the thing was ripping his skin off. He screamed into the gag and struggled up against his bonds. After only four more strikes she fell between his legs and grasped his prick between her lips, sucking wildly.

            After only a few minutes she slid up and positioned herself over him, sliding his erection inside her. She leaned down and gripped his nipples in her fingers, pinching, twisting and pulling them as she rode him. He thought she would pull them off when she finally fell forward against his chest, breathing heavily.

            "You're a good toy, baby," she crooned to him.

            Did I cum? he wondered. Did I even get it up? He couldn't remember. He just knew he hurt – everywhere. And he wanted her to go away and leave him alone. He felt like a little boy again. He wanted to curl up and cry away the pain he hurt so badly.

            Nick jerked awake and sat up, his eyes wide. He looked around the bedroom, his head swiveling on his neck. There was nobody here and everything was just as he had left it. Another dream? He threw back the covers and started to get up.

            "Oh, Christ!" The pain threw him back against the bed. "Definitely not a dream."

            He looked down and saw strings of welts across his lower abdomen and down his right side. His chest ached and his wrists and ankles were raw. There seemed to be some kind of residue on his wounds though and a bottle he didn't recognize sat on the bedside table. He picked it up and saw a note attached to it.

            Use this for the pain. It will help heal your wounds.

            Fucking bitch, he thought. He slowly pulled himself to his feet and stumbled to the bathroom. He turned the shower on and ran the water as hot as he dared then climbed in. I've gotta find a hotel, he thought as he let the hot water stream over his screaming muscles.

My first

XanderofAZ on Gay Stories


About 2 years ago I was 16. I had just got home from school and I was jacking off like normal. Well my dad wasn't do home for about an hour and my mom was at a party with her co-workers. So I decided to have some of my friends over. Well 3 of them came over out of the 4 I called. There was Tyler(My best friend), Bubba Camp(He lived next door), and my older brother Josh(he moved out that year). Well they came over and we were watching T.V and we saw this fucked up commercial about "GAY MEN". We thought that was just sick and every "GAY MAN" should be shot... Well My friend Tyler started to feel my arm. I thought he was fuckin around. Then Bubba started to rub
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my leg. My own brother started to take off my shirt... Then they all came out at once and said we all are BI and you will be here soon. I was trying to get away and screaming for help. But it didn't work. They had me stripped down and they were holding me down while they got undressed. I was hoping my dad would come home early but it didn't look like he was... They all got undressed and started to stroke their dicks. I was still trying to get up but they wouldn't let me. Finally I felt some kind of cream go in my ass. Then a fingure went into my ass with a numbing cream on it. It felt weird but at the same time good. Then I saw tme all put a condom on. My brothe Josh was 18 and had a 13 inch dick... From the looks of it Bubba had a smaller but wider dick. Then came Tyler, He had the smallest of them all. He came up behind me and rubbed his dick on my ass hole. The next thing I kno is he shoved it straight in my ass. I screamed. He started goin back and forth... After 10 minutes of hell next came Bubba... He shoved his dick in with out hesitation. He pushed his all the way in and I fucking screamed at the top of my lungs. He pulled out and sat down next to me. They told me to stand up. So I did and then they pushed me down on him and his dick went right into my ass. I started to cry as they picked me up then did it again for a couple minutes. Then Bubba pushed me off. I laid there motionless then Josh came up behind me and started to fist my ass... He did that for a long time... Then I felt his dick slowly creep in my ass... He pushed it in... He said he would not stop pushing til it all went in... About an hour later he had it all the way in and was fucking the hell out of me. I was enjoying it now... I was actually jacking off the other two while Josh was fucking me. Then all of a sudden my dad walks in. He just stopped at the door and started as I was holding two dicks and taking one in my ass... He laid down his brief case and walked over to me. He said "Do you like it?" As soon as he finished I was like "YES!" He smiled... He pulled down his pants and out came a dick like no other.... It was all muscle... I starred at it... Then he told me to have fun with it.... My brother grabbed my head and forced me to suck my dad's dick... So I did. He started to moan and I just kept going. Then Josh said "OH GOD". He pulled out his dicked and pulled my head towards him and he shot a load right into my face... Then My dad put me in a head lock. I was wondering why.... Then he shoved his dick in me.... I could feel it in my stomach. Then he pulled out and pushed in. Then again and again... About 4 hours later he pulled out and then pulled me back on his dick and shot his cum all in my ass. By then Bubba and Tyler shot their load in my hands.... I was feeling so good, yet so sick... Then for no reason I started to lick all the cum of their dicks... It tasted so good.... Then I ate what was on my hands and face.... Then they put their clothes on and left... It was so weird but I loved every bit of it... Ever since then I have not had anal sex.... I would love to do it once more in my life... If you live close to me I will gladly let you have your way with me..... Trenton, GA is where I live... Please e-mail me at benzinspace@yahoo.com..... If you would like to fuck me....