ss had been out of the question. They forbade her from seeing him, and he never ever wanted to see her again, not after finding out she was no longer carrying his baby.

They had done it one time, one time only and that was all it took. But Lydia knew in the back of her mind, it may have been the other time. That one other time.. With.. She closed her eyes tight didn’t want to think about it.

Lydia felt her body start to relax and slowly felt herself start to drift off. Enough of that, she won’t think about it.

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Lydia awoke with a start feeling a sharp poke, poking her in the chest and a flash light shining in her face. “Oh god.” She thought what now. She stared up at the hard face, and then down a bit more to the badge on his chest.

“Miss, sorry no vagrancy move on!” he said in a sharp tone.

“Yes.” Lydia nodded getting to her feet. “I am sorry.” she muttered looking at the ground.

“I will never understand you young women going to the most dangerous places in town when you run off.” The officer shook his head in disgust. “Go home if you know what’s good for you.”

Lydia nodded and quickly started to make her way down the alley and into the street, looking behind her to make sure she wasn’t being followed. It was the second time in three nights an officer had told her to move on. Lydia walked a bit further chilled to the bone vaguely aware that she wasn’t thinking clearly. Lack of sleep, hunger it was all taking its toll. In the distance she heard faint sirens, police cars, fire trucks, very busy city, which scared her when she was used to her small town.

Lydia heard the faint sound of a car coming up beside her. She walked a little faster but the car slowed. She heard the sound of the windows rolling down. “Hey you girl what you doing out here,” It was a male voice with a deep southern tone. She looked over, it looked to be a black male in his late twenties. Lydia picked up her pace. “Your homeless aren’t you, girl your gonna freeze to death.” Lydia turned and looked at the stranger a tear forming in her eyes trying to keep warm. “I got a warm car here its my home,” the stranger said with a grin. “and you need to get warm, I’ll let you in here for the night, get you some food, you just got to be a little nice to me. “

“What do you mean?” Lydia asked walking closer to the car. She leaned down to peer in. “Its so cold mister.”

“Not much baby you get in here and suck my cock, keep me warm and you will make it through the night. Its twenty degrees, I have some bologna.”

Lydia stared into the mans deep dark eyes and knew she didn’t have a choice. She had no where to go, nowhere to stay. Lydia nodded and walked over to the passenger side of the old car and crawled in.

“There you go baby see not that bad. Come scoot next to me we will find a place to park it for the night. My names Marcus what’s yours?”

“Lydia.” She stated coldly looking ahead at the road feeling her body start to warm from the cold.

“Pretty white girl like you shouldn’t be out there on that street Lydia.” Marcus laughed pulling into what looked like a deserted warehouse parking lot.

And Marcus was right Lydia was very pretty. Cool green eyes, long flowing red hair, curves in all the right places, she may have been eighteen but she certainly looked older and more mature. The only thing that may have gave away her age was the high school Senior class sweatshirt she wore on her back.

“I really need that sandwich.” Lydia begged as Marcus shut the engine off.

“Ok baby, “ Marcus leaned over into the back seat and grabbed what looked like a sandwich wrapped in newspaper. Handing it to her the bread felt old and stale but she ate it quickly for fear he would take it back. She hunched down in the seat and relaxed finally having a warm place to rest a moment.

She saw Marcus out of the corner of her eye still messing around with stuff in the back seat. He came back up front and lit up a long joint. Inhaling deeply he turned and laughed when he seen the expression on Lydia’s face. “Have some girl.” He said putting the joint in front of her.

“I’ve never..” She stammered.

“Come-on it will make the night pass easier, just a little.” Lydia took the joint from his hands and took a quick puff inhaling and then coughed the pot hit her lungs. She waited a moment and felt her body start to relax.

“Now for me.” Marcus said grinning at her “Don’t worry I can tell your not a street whore, but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.”

Lydia bit her lower lip knowing what was coming. She thought to herself wondering if there was away out of it, but she couldn’t see a way. She looked down as she saw Marcus undo the buttons on his jeans and pulled her closer. “Its ok baby I wont hurt you, just use that pretty little mouth and make me happy.”

Lydia reached over and reached her cold hands down into Marcus’s pants finding his cock she lightly began to stroke him. She felt a bit sick to her stomach, and her mind was crying no, but she knew what she needed to do.

“Yea baby.” Marcus moaned feeling her soft hands lightly stroke his shaft up and down. “That’s it be a good little whore.” She felt his hand on the back of her head pushing her down to his cock. She smelled him the moment her head reached his lap. Lydia pulled his cock the rest of the way out of his pants and lightly licked her lips. Her soft red hair fell around him as she lowered her mouth down upon his thick black cock.

Lydia had only seen two cocks in her life. She gasped at the size of Marcus. Just as she gasped she felt him ram his cock deep into her mouth pushing at the back of her throat.

“Suck it bitch.” Marcus moaned. Lydia cried out as she felt herself start to gag. She relaxed her muscles and pulled up her head. She lightly traced his member with her tongue licking lightly on the head tasting his salty pre cum in her mouth. She lightly licked down the base down a little further her tongue flicking at his balls.

She surprisingly felt herself growing wet. Her pussy which normally never responds was responding to sucking this cock. She pushed her mouth down once again taking all of Marcus in her mouth. Her sucking noises combined with Marcus’s heavy breathing. She could tell he was enjoying this cock sucking he was getting. As his excitement built she felt him start to pulsate one long thrust into her mouth, to the back of her throat she felt the warm salty semen spew into her mouth. The taste and the sensation new to her she felt herself start to gag. Marcus quickly handed her a tissue lifting her head she did the best she could to swallow the huge load he had given her.  A bit of his cum seeped out of her mouth and onto her lips.   He handed her a bottle of water she quickly took a drink.

“Good girl.” Marcus smiles. “Did that make your panties wet?”

“Yes.” Lydia admitted nodding her head.

“I’m not going to fuck you tonight sweetie, I have a woman, but I would love to see you play with that pussy. Get yourself off you little cum slut. Would you like that Lydia?”

Lydia nodded. “Take them pants down and let me see that pussy,” Marcus ordered. “And don’t be offended when I call you a whore, but baby after that, it is what you are deal with it.”

Lydia pushed her jeans off quickly looking around outside to make sure no one could see. She pushed her light yellow panties down next feeling their dampness. She leaned back against the passenger door and put her legs in the seat. She slowly parted her legs and moistened her fingers with her mouth.

“That’s It baby make your self happy.” Marcus begged. Lydia lay back a little more and spread her legs so that Marcus could get a full view of her tight wet pussy. She knew she was being very bad but suddenly she didn’t care. All she cared about that very moment was her orgasm.

She slowly started stroking her clit. Closing her eyes she felt her passion start to build. She so needed to cum. So needed the escape from the feeling it would give her. Rubbing herself faster in a circular motion she so wanted something inside of her. She reached down further and lightly inserted one finger into her wet gushing pussy. Lydia moaned loudly bucking her hips picturing Marcus’s hard thick cock in her mouth. Remembering the taste of his cum running down her lips and out of her mouth. She felt her finger being pushed away from her pussy opening as she still worked her clit. She gasped as she felt a hard object enter her.

“You looked like you needed help.” Marcus whispered pulling the object out of her pussy showing her the end of a hair brush and quickly putting it back in. “Your pussy is not good enough for my cock baby.” he whispered. “Fuck the brush.” Lydia moaned loudly as she felt her body start the quake. Her orgasm released and she felt wet liquid spurt out of her, as her pussy spasm’s clutched the brush in her tight opening. “Good girl, get dressed.” Marcus ordered. “You are just the type of girl the streets need.” He said with a laugh as he started the car to warm it again.

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Chapter 2

Lydia looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She had managed to get a quick shower in the truck stop showers. Marcus had given her toothpaste and a toothbrush,  samples of shampoo and conditioner,  and told her to get her filthy ass cleaned up. As she looked in the mirror she realized at least after a nights sleep she didn’t look so haggard as she had the day before. Her stomach had even ceased to rumbling after the breakfast Marc had fed her. It wasn’t much a cold biscuit and sausage a café had thrown out. Marcus had given her two options that morning,  go home, or with him to Memphis where the streets weren’t as dangerous. He had told her its where he’s from he was going to see his baby and his babies mama, his woman. He had told her she cant stay with him, but he would be around and about to see about her on the streets. All they needed was the gas money to get the rest of the way there.

She knew there was no way she was going to go home. There was nothing there for her. And while Memphis was four hours from home maybe she could start new there. So she agreed to help Marcus get the gas money when he suggested it. One time would not make her a hooker or a prostitute.  She wasn’t taking the money he was, so she wasn’t getting paid. She bargained with herself that she was not a paid whore. Even though the night before she had let a perfectly strange man fuck her mouth for a place to sleep.

Lydia met Marcus back outside of the truck stop. A large man stood beside him. He looked quiet greasy and a bit threatening. Marcus took Lydia aside and told her to go with the man he got fifty dollars. “What does he want?” Lydia asked.

“I dunno.” Marcus replied flatly. “You find out.”

Lydia followed the strange man to his rig and took the help he offered as she entered it.

“In the back.” he grunted. “Get the pants off I just got a few minutes, got to get back on the road.”

He sneered at her as she quickly removed her pants and panties. She saw the sleeper cab bed and lay down patting the bed beside her. He shook his head.

“Roll over whore I am not fucking that nasty pussy.” Lydia felt him grab her and push her quickly to her knees, bending her over forcefully holding her head to the bed she heard him unbuckle his belt and heard his zipper go down. “Get that ass in the air.” He said roughly.

“No I… Please no.” Lydia pleaded.

“Shut the fuck up bitch.” She felt him push her ass cheeks apart and forcefully push his hard cock in her dry ass.

Lydia cried out in pain feeling as if the strange mans cock was ripping her ass in two. She heard him spit on his hand and then felt a little moisture enter her ass. She cried out in pain tears rolling down her cheeks. She heard him grunt a few times and then he was done. She felt his body trembled as he came in her young ass. “Get out of here girl don’t know what your crying about you wanted it and the fifty bucks.” He punched her forcefully in the back knocking the wind out of her and then she heard him leave the truck.

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Lydia watched as the scenery went by. She was still crying from what the truck driver had done to her. Marcus kept asking her what he did. but she refused. After thirty or so minutes he had had enough and pulled off the interstate and took an old country road. He parked the car and looked at her.

“I want to know right now what you had to do, answer me Lydia!   You don’t want me to leave you here!” Marcus demanded.

“God he did my ass okay, are you happy,” Lydia bellowed out feeling her cheeks start to burn. “I had never in my life, never..”

Marcus patted the seat beside him and pulled her over to him. “I am sorry baby, I am here to take care of you while you are with me. Stuff like that gets easier. I promise.”

Lydia wiped the tears from her eyes and buried her face into his chest and let him hold her.

“Did it feel good at all describe it?” Marcus enquired.

“No it hurt, It hurt like he was ripping me in two. He was forceful and mean, he hurt me.” Lydia cried.

“Its ok baby lets make you feel better ok, like last night make you feel better. Will you do that for me.” Marcus asked.

Lydia nodded thinking it was very sweet of Marcus to be so caring of her feelings. She felt him unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down over her hips, he tugged at her panties and ripped them away from her. “Its ok baby you will feel better now.”

Lydia lay back against the passenger window once again and spread her legs for Marcus. “You have such a pretty pussy baby. Stroke it show me how you like it.”

“Mmm my clits so hard.” Lydia purred.

Marcus reached down in the floor board and picked up a corona bottle. “Lets try this ok baby?”

“I want you Marcus.” Lydia whimpered.

“No I can’t baby I told you I have a woman. Pretend this is me.” Lydia closed her eyes as she felt the cold hard end of the glass bottle enter her pussy. “Your such a whore baby, only whores will fuck anything to get off. Not good enough for my cock baby, come on baby get off for me. And maybe later you can earn us a steak dinner?”

Lydia moaned feeling her pussy start to gush again. Her body spasming, things she had never experienced before the day before. At that moment she knew she might just do anything for Marcus.

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Dinner was good. They had eaten right outside of Memphis. Lydia had scored the money off a guy for the dinner with out really doing much, Marcus set it up. This time all that was required was a hand job. Thankfully she thought to herself they had reached their destination. She wouldn’t be cheapening her body anymore. Never again she swore.

Chapter 3

Lydia looked around the cheap room and set on the bed with a sigh. Marcus had dropped her off down the street just an hour earlier. She wasn’t quiet sure when she would see him again or what she would do, but he had seen to it that she had a free room for the night in a cheap flea bag motel. She found it odd he was able to get the room freely but she didn’t question him. He had told her that after tonight it would be up to her to find a place at night, rather it be an alley, or a shelter, or even try to be nice to the men at the motel. But he told her to stay in the immediate area so that he could find her. He reassured her he would be checking in on her. Told her to do whatever she needed to do to survive. It was the only way to live out here.

Lydia crawled into the warm bed fully clothed, and quickly drifted off to sleep. She wasn’t asleep long however. Soon her dreams awoke her. Crying into her pillow she covered her head praying for sleep. Ever since the night her uncle had violently raped her she had the same dream over and over. She tried hard to shut it out, to forget about it. If it wasn’t for him, maybe she would go home. But with him there she knew she never would.

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Morning came early, but Lydia slept in as late as she could before she knew she had to be out of the room. When she entered the cold outside she knew she didn’t need to be spending the whole day outside. Lydia spent the day in thrift stores. At the first store she lifted a big book bag, at the second she stole long sleeve shirts stuffing them in the bag, running out of the store afraid of being caught. The third she lifted some pants and some undergarments, she had never stole a day in her life but she needed these things. The last thing she stole she really didn’t need, but a make-up kit sat on the shelf, she could tell it had been used, but she wanted it.

As night began to fall Lydia felt the first signs of hunger creeping up on her. No money she walked casually into a corner grocery and quickly grabbed some snack crackers running out as fast as she could and back down the street. Hearing “Miss wait!” Behind her. Lydia ran all the way back to the motel she had stayed at that morning. There was an alley way. She walked into the darkness and sat on the cold ground. Hungrily she ate the crackers her body shivering. She wasn’t ready to go to a shelter, what if they tried to convince her to go home! She layered her clothing with her new clothes and soon fell asleep. The first time she ever was able to sleep the whole night through on the cold ground.

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The next night Lydia returned to the same dark corner by the motel. The temperature had fallen even more drastically that day. When she could barely take it any longer she entered the motels lobby to try and warm her shivering cold body. The night manager looked at her coldly. “Miss your not a guest here you must get out.”

Lydia nodded bumping into an older man as she exited the building with a sob. The older man must have heard her sobs, because he turned and followed her out of the building. “Miss are you ok?” He asked.

Lydia looked at the man and sized him up. He looked to be in his late sixties, quiet grandfatherly. His leather coat was very outdated, the same could be said for his bowling hat, and patchwork slacks. He held a simple cane that was obviously used to help him get around. “No sir, I am not ok.” She cried. “If you help me I will do anything please mister just for tonight, anything.”

The man grinned understanding and told her to come with him. She followed him through the motel lobby ignoring the stare from the night manager. When they entered his room she had never been so relieved to feel the warmth hit her body.

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“So by anything you mean..?” the older man asked her rubbing his chin. Sizing Lydia up as she removed her layers of clothing to where she was down to her last layer.

Lydia nodded her head. “Yes sir anything.”

“What are you some kinda hooker?” He asked with a chuckle.

“No sir.” Lydia said looking at the ground.

“My name is John.” He said looking at Lydia intently, “What is yours?”

“Lydia.” She replied.

“Well Lydia I think I will take you up on that. You think you can handle this old man?” the old man laughed and cackled thinking he was pretty funny. “Go ahead make your self at home.”

Lydia watched as John left the room and heard the shower turn on. The old man returned in his white boxers and white tee shirt freshly showered. He smiled kindly at Lydia and told her to go shower he would wait for her. “Don’t bother getting dressed though.” He said with a faint blush.

Lydia showered quickly and came back out in just her bra and panties. The yellow panties that had been so soaked with her juices a few nights before.

John patted the bed beside him and she sat down timidly. John reached up and lightly stroked her arm. He traced his fingers up to her neck and then pulled her closer to him, pulling her closer and kissed her firmly on the lips. He didn’t really move his lips, didn’t try to part them with his tongue, but kissed her just the same. She felt his fingers move lightly down her neck over her cleavage and down caressing her breasts. “Your bra and panties please,” He whispered. Lydia quickly obliged. The old man stood and removed his clothing. Lydia felt herself blush seeing his wrinkled body. “I haven’t been with a woman in a very long while, not since my wife passed.” The man whispered.

Lydia immediately felt her heart go out to him. She stretched out her body on the bed and patted the bed beside her. He lay beside her and took her gently in his arms. Kissing her lightly on the neck he trailed his kissed down to her breasts, over her abdomen until he reached her pussy that was already growing quiet damp. She felt John resituate his body and could tell that he had his head over her pussy. She gasped loudly as she felt his tongue roughly flick at her clit not expecting it. Soon it felt as is the old man had his face buried in her pussy. Lydia gasped in pleasure. Grasping at the old mans head with one hand and the bed sheets with another. Over come with pleasure she bucked her hips.

“Oh god.” She moaned loudly feeling John enter her tight wet hole with his tongue. “DAMN.”

“Mmmm you like that?” John whispered stopping and laying beside her just as Lydia felt she might cum.

John hungrily climbed between Lydia’s legs. He moaned low and loud as she spread her legs wider for him.  As he entered her,  Lydia felt at first that it was soft.  Typical for an old man.   But gradually he stroked his soft cock inside her slowly at first, till she began to feel it harden. His slow strokes felt so good inside of her. She moaned gasping scratching at the old mans back. He steadily picked up pace. Lydia reached down and frantically began flicking and rubbing her clit as the man pushed in and out of her. Unable to stand it she came with a loud scream feeling her pussy throb around the old mans cock. This sent John over the edge and soon he to was throbbing inside of her spilling his cum into her pussy gasping for breath. “Sleep.” the old man said rolling off of Lydia. And that’s exactly what Lydia did in the nice warm bed.

The next morning the old man thanked Lydia for the night before. Which was something she was not used to. He gave her forty dollars and told her to use it for food, and not to look at it as a payment. She hugged his neck and quickly left his room knowing the first thing she was going to do was get a hot meal.

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Two nights more Lydia stayed with the old man. Just as night would settle, for two night she found herself sitting in the cold outside of the sleazy motel. For two nights he came to her and invited her back inside. But unlike the first night John wasn’t interested in sex with her. He just wanted to see that she was safe and warm. She learned the man was there visiting his family, but that it would probably be the last time he would see them due to the fact he was recently diagnosed with cancer.   And she was probably the last time he would ever enjoy making love to a woman.

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Lydia sat down slightly out of breath from the cold, just outside of the motel. John was gone now, checked out and headed home. She knew that tonight he would not be coming out to offer her the warmness of his motel room. Lydia hated the fact that she was sizing up every man that came and went from the motel. But she also knew she could not spend the night outside in the cold. If she had to beg another man to take her in for pleasure she would. She had hoped maybe Marcus would come around, but she had still not seen him. Before John left he gave Lydia a care package, looking inside she discovered the care package he had given her was really nothing more than four boxes of condoms. “You need to be safe.” He had told her.

Chapter 4

Lydia had seen the man in the black suit enter and leave the building several times that evening. One time he had left escorting a nice looking woman that looked to be about her age. Probably his daughter. She couldn’t help but notice what lovely brown hair she had. Lucky girl to have a father like him she had thought to herself.

As he left again she knew when he returned he was whom she was going to approach. He looked to be  important, most times entering and leaving he was on his cell phone, talking business, she couldn’t help but notice the wedding ring on his finger. Or the nice car that he drove. He had dark coal black hair, and beady dark eyes. Several times he had looked over at her checking her out.  Almost encouraging her.

When she saw him return she quickly stood. “Mister?” She said quietly trying to get his attention.

He turned and looked at her startled that the little waif was talking to him. “Yes?” He asked.  He had wondered how long it would take her to approach him, they all eventually did. Marcus never failed him. And the man paid him well. And Maria was always very pleased with what he brought back to town. This time the man thought, Marcus might need a raise.

“Mister…” Lydia started. “It is very cold out here.”

“Yes it sure is.” The man stated staring at Lydia coldly.

“Sir if maybe you could do me a favor and let me in your room a while, I would be more than willing to do you a favor, anything.” Lydia stated. “I am not a whore not a prostitute, I just need to make it through the night.”

The man looked at Lydia sizing her up with a shocked look on his face. Or what Lydia thought was shock. He looked a bit uncomfortable and quickly looked around to see if anyone was noticing the exchange taking place between the two of them. He already felt his cock start to harden at the thought of fucking this pretty little thing. But there was no way he was sharing his bed all night with a street whore. But he knew she would have a warm bed,  and sooner or later she would know his cock.

The man nodded and motioned for Lydia to follow him. The same night manager slammed her book down as she watched Lydia follow the man through the lobby. Glaring at the man and Lydia she sighed. The clerk gave the man a knowing smirk and went back about her business.

As soon as they entered the room the man roughly grabbed Lydia. Turning he around roughly kissing biting her lower lip causing her to flinch. Lydia backed away eyeing the man. “What’s your name” she asked.

“No pleasantries ok.” The man said harshly. “I am a married man, shouldn’t be doing this. But you offered yourself up so nicely. Even though I know you saw my ring. ” He roughly grabbed Lydia slapping her across the face. “You obey me…Understand?”

Lydia nodded as she felt the man rip at her shirt. In a matter of moments the man had her completely stripped and naked bent over his bed. He held her down forcefully with one hand around her neck mashing her face into the bed. Roughly he squeezed at her breasts with the other. “Fucking whore.” The man yelled pushing her face down harder into the mattress. “Tell me what a whore you are!”

“I’m a whore!” Lydia cried out feeling the mans grip around the back of her neck relax. “A dirty filthy whore.”

“That’s better.” The man stood up and told Lydia to lay belly down on the bed. She felt the man take what looked like bandanas and tie each of her hands to a bedpost.

“Mister please I’m not sure about this.” Lydia said wiggling trying to free her hands.

Lydia felt the mans hand come down hard on her ass. “You said anything!” he said.

In the next moment Lydia felt another bandana being tied roughly over her mouth. “Bite it he said, this will shut you the fuck up.” She felt the mans hand come down roughly on her ass again, stinging her making her wail in pain. Next her eyes were covered so that she could not see.

She heard the man raise off the bed and soon she heard him once again talking on his cell phone. “Hey man get over here to my room bring Bruce and Jenson and some beer I found you another little treat.”

It wasn’t long before Lydia heard a knock at the door. The man had not said anything else to Lydia. She had heard him laughing pacing the room.

She heard the man answer the door and heard a couple of men gasp as they entered the room. “Mike man what the fuck is this!” She heard a deep male voice ask.

She heard another mans voice say, “Oh wow! Another one?”

“Just a little homeless whore that was begging to do anything to be let in my room for the night. “ She heard what she now known as Mike say. She heard Mike walk over to the bed and roughly slap her ass. She felt the gag on her mouth being untied. “Tell them whore tell them what you are.” Mike said his hand coming down hard on her ass again.

“A whore.” Lydia gasped. “A dirty filthy whore.”  Tears stung at her eyes as the relazation of what was about to happen sunk in. 

“Mmm oh yeah man! This will be a party!” She heard another male voice say. Lydia counted four in all.

“I will be back in a while.” She heard Mike say.

 

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Lydia moaned out in pain as she felt yet another cock invade her bruised pussy.

She wasn’t sure how much time had passed. But she knew the men in the room were now quiet drunk. As the evening had wore on they had gotten rougher and rougher. She wasn’t quiet sure how many men from what she now knew was an out of town convention had entered and left the motel room. Her hands had been untied but all evening she had remained blindfolded as the men partied and abused her.  She didn't know what a one of them looked like.   She knew several different cocks had invaded her mouth, her pussy and her ass. One man she knew had already pissed on her, one had threatend to shit on her for being such a dirty whore.   She felt she may gag from the stink, wanted to black out to get away from the misery.   But they slapped her and told her if she passed out she would pay. 

She heard the man on top of her moaning and groaning in pleasure as he plunged his cock deeper and deeper inside of her. She cried out for him to please stop, but roughly felt the man slap her face and then heard him spit and then felt the wet slobber hit her face. The man moaned with pleasure once again as she felt his cock fill her already full and used pussy with even more cum.

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After a bit the room grew very quiet she knew the only man left in the room was Mike. She had heard him return a bit earlier. She heard him walk across the room and heard the bathtub start to run. She was pretty sure he had not joined in on the fun. He walked over to the bed and untied the bandana from her eyes. “Go take a bath. You stink!” He said coldly.

Lydia stood her legs weak and tired, feeling bruised all over. In the bathroom she saw that her lips her eyes were all red and swollen. There looked to be handprints left on her cheeks.

Lydia sank deep into the hot bath and closed her eyes trying hard not to cry out in pain. She heard the man enter the room. “I am going . I went to the desk clerk and paid the room up for one week, there is some money for you on the dresser. The key is on the nightstand. You earned it.” She looked away from the man and listened as he left the Motel room.

Once out of the bath Lydia found one thousand dollars laying on the dresser with a note. It read:

My pretty whore,

I know this was not what you intended when you approached me,

But maybe the money will make up for your troubles

After all I have more than enough!

You can have this room…

But be available and there is more money in it for you.

And maybe more time to stay in the room if you are very nice..

Will give you a day or so to recover…

But next time you must be more agreeable and pleasing….

Be sure to douch

Marcus told me to tell you hello, and to be a good baby, he knew you were perfect to leave outside of my Motel.

Mike

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A soft knock on the door woke Lydia from her slumber. She checked to make sure she had her money and everything hidden as she peeked out to answer. Marcus stood in the hallway the light from the hall barely making him disernable.

Lydia opened and let the attractive black man in so glad to see him she was so confused.

Lydia hugged him and cried into his neck as he patted her and told her everything would be alright.

“Baby you look a mess. I am sorry I didn’t tell you sooner about Mike, but he is a business man and so am I.” Marcus said releasing his grasp. “I didn’t know how you would take it baby, or if you were even up for the job. But after the old man,  we knew you were.”

“Marcus…I don’t understand.” Lydia cried feeling her heart start to sink.

“I told you you were a whore, nuttin more after that first night, And Lydia you can make a lot of money working for Mike and Maria. He pays me to find him nice not to used women and bring them here to meet him and work for Maria. And pays me well.”

Lydia gasped. She had no idea this is what Marcus had had in mind when he first left her at the motel.

I am going to be going back to St. Louis soon girl, I was hoping you would be real appreciative what I did for you and all.”

“I am Marcus.” Lydia sniffed.

“Well bitch get over here on your knees and show me!” He growled undoing the buttons on his pants taking his cock out and waving it at her. “Whore suck it.” Lydia felt herself growing wet as soon as Marcus said the words. Her pussy still ached from earlier but she so wanted Marcus. Wanted him badly. So she set to work to please him.

He still would not fuck her. Marcus’s cock was to good for that. A whores pussy would never be graced with his cock’s presence, that was his motto. But he had made her cum again and again, with things no pussy should ever see. Lydia knew after he left she would never see him again. She rubbed the cum with one finger that was still on her lips tasting him, wishing for one more time with him, but they had said their goodbyes.

Chapter 5

Lydia slept the next day the whole day through. Aching all over and suffering from exhaustion. She debated weather to leave the room, or stay and see what else she could earn. The money was very tempting. She needed it, she knew to get on her feet. She knew she would stick it out and do anything to get it.

But she was scared. She wasn’t sure of Mike and Maria wasn’t sure what they expected of her. Or how her “job” would work.

Mike was true to his words and gave her two days to recover. On the second day she heard a knock at the door. She opened the door and found a box sitting outside the room; it was nicely gift wrapped with a note.

Wear this at 7:30 and welcome me and a friend back into your room…Mike

Lydia opened the box and found a thin sheer black lacey undergarment, she also found a black leather collar attached to a chain. The collar had the words “Whore” etched in what looked to be diamonds. Also in the box were a pair of sheer black stockings and a black garter, and completing the outfit a pair of black high heel shoes. Black mascara, black eyeliner, and black lipstick also rolled freely in the box. Also a bottle of what looked to be pills. The bottle said. “Take one at seven pm to relax.” A few scented candles, and some glade, was the last of what the box contained.

Lydia began preparing for the evening early, she wasn’t really sure what to expect after their previous meeting. She prayed he would not be having all the men back in once again.

The black lace against her body made her feel quiet sexy and seductive. She noticed there was nothing to the panty line. It left her bare and exposed, her thin pussy hair showing freely. Also it didn’t cover her breasts completely, only partially up to her nipples, leaving them standing out cool and errect.   The stockings covered her legs emphasizing how long and attractive they were. She hoped she placed the garter on correctly, she had never seen or used one. Her red hair she brushed until it shone and left it long and flowing. The makeup she felt was an odd choice but she applied the black to her eyes and mouth as attractively as she could. Looking in the mirror she realized she looked nothing like herself. What stared back at her was all woman, and woman only. She reached in the box for the odd looking collar and fastened it securely around her neck. The words “Whore” sparkled dazzling her for just a moment.

At seven pm there was a knock at the door. She opened the door a bit annoyed to find the desk clerk there. She tried to cover herself as the clerk entered. “Take your pill dear, don’t forget. I am dropping off some food for the boss and his lady, be sure and light the candles.” She left as quickly as she entered leaving a cart behind her.

Lydia lifted the covers on the food to find strawberries, chocolate, crackers, cheese and in the wine bucket what looked to be an expensive bottle of wine. She lit the candles noticing immediately the air in the room smelled much fresher. She sprayed the glade. The stale cigarette smell was effectively covered up. Obviously the people coming were not used to the surroundings of such a cheap motel even though they owned it. So they were having her do her best to take away what might be considered a discomfort.

Lydia sat nervously on the bed waiting for her guests. She began to feel the pill start to take affect and she felt more at ease, her nerves were no longer as wrecked.

At precisely 7:30 there was a knock at the door. When she opened the door Mike and a very beautiful lady entered the room behind him. Mike shut the door locking it behind them.

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“You may want to consider this an interview of sorts.” The woman she had discovered was Maria, said to her. Mike handed them both a glass of wine. “I have very many women that work for me.” Maria said pushing her hair back and taking a sip of her wine starting intently at Lydia.   Lydia could tell that English was not Marias first language by her accent and tone. 

Maria was about five-four with dark black hair that fell to her waist. She wore tight slacks and a very low cut red blouse. She was very tan and looked as if she spent a great deal of time in the sun. Her makeup was impeccable. A very classy lady, Lydia could tell. Her fingers shown with diamonds. The only thing missing Lydia mused to herself was maybe a poodle or a small dog sitting in her lap.

“And they work for me in Florida, at a very plush resort.” She went on. “If you were chosen you would be a very lucky little lady. Good money and the tropics, who could ask for more?.”

“What.. what I be doing?” Lydia asked meekly.

“Keeping people happy. Very happy.” Mike laughed. “Sort of like the other night, but maybe not so much like the other night, but..” He laughed. “It could occur.”

“Oh I heard about that.” Maria snickered. “You were a very bad little whore, but I must say you wear the title well.” Maria narrowed her eyes on the collar around Lydia’s neck.

“But first I must see if you are worthy please get on your knees and stay there until I say you may get up.”

Lydia dropped to her knees and Mike walked over and attached the chain to Lydia’s collar. He looked down at her. “Tell her…Tell her what you are.” He said nudging Lydia with his foot. “And look at her.”

“A dirty filthy whore.” Lydia muttered.

“What I can’t hear you?” Maria said enjoying the spectacle.

“A dirty filthy whore miss.. Very dirty.” Lydia said looking up at her.

“Show me. Show me how dirty you are.” she said. “Rub your cunt on my husbands shoe. Rub it and get off. Do it. I want to see your juices on his shoe.” Maria sat down on the edge of the bed and helped herself to a fresh strawberry puckering her lips around it.

Lydia didn’t ask any questions. She could tell Maria wasn’t the type of woman to mess with. Mike walked over to her grabbing her by the hair and pushed his shoe up towards Lydia’s pussy. “Squat on it he said, rub yourself off.” Lydia squatted down and closed her eyes. She rubbed her pussy over Mikes shoe and tried to think of something to get her juices flowing. She thought of Marcus and his large cock. How bad she had wanted him inside of her. She moaned as she felt her pleasure growing as she masturbated against Mikes shoe and foot. She felt her pussy growing very wet. She ground herself into the shoe harder and faster, her breaths becoming heavier.

“Mmmm what a cum slut.” Maria purred as Lydia came moaning all over the shoe feeling her body quake once again. “Clean his shoes bitch. With your tongue.” Maria ordered. Lydia leaned down and lapped up her juices off of Mikes shoe. She found this quiet disgusting, but for some reason she did not protest.

“Good little slut. Much like a puppy you get a treat.” Maria purred. Lydia watched as Maria uncovered one of the trays one she had not seen. It looked to be a dog bowl filled with what looked to be some kind of mush or baby food. “Bark and then eat!” Maria ordered.

Lydia looked down at the bowl and felt Mike nudge her with his foot. “Bark Bitch.”

Lydia woofed the best she could and then quickly started to eat what she discovered was mashed up peas. This couple was beginning to make her very uncomfortable.

“Good Girl. Good little Bitch, female dogs, eat out of dog bowls,” Maria said patting her head.

“Fuck her baby I want to watch.” Maria told Mike. “And don’t you dare come on my husbands cock.” Maria said slapping Lydia across the face. And then she leaned down wiping the mashed peas off of Lydia’s face with a napkin.

Maria pulled at the chain and guided Lydia to the bed. Lydia lay down and opened her legs for Mark. He quickly undressed his cock already hard, he entered Lydia at his wife’s instruction. No foreplay. Maria ordered Mike to only look at her as she undressed.

Lydia glanced over catching a glimpse of Maria’s well toned body. A bit ashamed of her own body. Mike pushed in and out of her rhythmically but mechanically. Maria now fully naked lay on the bed beside Lydia. Lydia watched as Maria opened her pussy lips for Mike to see. And slowly she began to stroke her pussy.

“Think of only me as you fuck the dirty whore.” She heard Maria whisper.  She noticed Mike's gave never left Maria.  Lydia moaned loudly as Mikes cock started to spasm. Letting forth a forceful load of his cum his body shaking on top of her. He cried out “Yes” and fell on top of Lydia spent. “You may leave us now as soon as you recover.” Maria said patting her husbands ass gently. “I’m going to clean Lydia, and see if she really has what it takes.”

Mike soon left the room and Maria soon joined Lydia back in bed. Lydia started to protest and then thought better of it. This was a test.

“Good whores always get off on anything.” Maria said laughing. Maria lay beside Lydia and lightly licked her lips, she leaned into her and lightly brushed her lips against Lydia’s.

As quickly as Maria found Lydia’s lips she was down between Lydia’s legs staring at her pussy and lightly flicking Lydia’s clit with her finger. Maria leaned in and breathed in the scent of her husbands cum and Lydia all intertwined. She flicked her tongue out lightly lapping at Lydia’s wet pussy. Lydia moaned loudly not expecting the woman to want to pleasure her this way. She grasped the sheets and bucked her hips as Marias pouty lips kissed her pussy. The more Maria flicked her tongue the louder Lydia moaned. Maria moved down into Lydia’s tight woman hole and licked out all of her husbands juices. Lydia screamed loudly as she felt her juices release again. All over Marias pretty face. Her body shook. She didn’t know if she had ever felt an orgasm that was so powerful.

“Mmmm you dirty whore.” Maria giggled. “You got me all dirty. Now have you ever ate a pussy?” Maria asked.

Lydia sat up and shook her head no. “You can do it honey, just do what feels right, you know what makes you feel good. Do it to me, make me cum honey and you will be the perfect whore. Marcus said you had the makings of a good whore.”

“I don’t know if I can eat a woman…” Lydia stammered.

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Marcus drove quickly down the deserted country road. He had known all along that only one of the two girls would get to go to Florida with his boss. But this part always turned his stomach. The one that didn’t make it. The one that couldn’t make the bitch Maria cum. He prayed it wasn’t the red head. Prayed hard it was the smart assed brown haired bitch. He had really liked Lydia. He knew he would have to look to see what color hair was in the bag. Normally he would never look didn’t care. The bosses business wasn’t his business. He’s not the sick pervert that wanted to cover his tracks. He was just the errand boy. Why did so many girls have to end up like this, he didn’t know, but it wasn’t his problem to fix.

Marcus pulled the bag out of the trunk. Feeling for a head he tore at the bag. He shown his flashlight into the bag. The hair was brown.

 

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This concludes Part one Of the Making of a Whore. Find out soon in part two what happens to Lydia. Where will her adventures take her??  How nicely and sweetly was she able to lick Maria.  Find out this and much more!

my history book and turned around. There was the star cheerleader Charlett. She had about size D-F boobs and a round butt that matched her huge boobs. She wore her skirt and a pink skirt that said "Horny" on the skirt on her boobs. She was wearing a black bra with it witch was very visible. She looke at me with her blue eyes and nodded her head towords the "Sex Closet" I nodded and she walked with her poppular friends. Charlett would do that to me everyday. Nodd to the closet and say no then she walkes away. Since today I was so horny I wanted to shuve my dick up her virgin hole and take her viginity.

  I sat in history rubbing my dick aginst the chair. My dick got hard in my panties. I stopped after awhile so i wouldnt cum. Then finally it was after class and was time to go to the Sex Closet with Charlett. I just feel my breast withhers and her pussy with my dick inside.

  When the bell rang for seconde periode I walkedinto the closet. Arms wrappped around me and touched my boobs. "Finally you come to me." She wispered in my ears.

  "And I got a surprise." I said "but you have to suck my tits to get it though."

  She took off my shirt and I layed down on the cold floor. She got on top of me and started to suck my tits. They got hard once and sucked them. I pushed her head on them more and she started to bit my nipples. I moaned her name and she bit harder. i was scared to scream or else the tyeachers might find us.

  "Can i get my surprise?" She mubbled.

  "I guess so." I said "Take off my skirt."

   She did as she was told. She took off my skirt and my dick stuck out of my panties. Ske took hold of it.

   "You are a T girl?" Charlett asked me while she squized my dick.

   "Ya....oh...but you...oh...can.....oh..stop squizing." I said between gasps.

   She let go and got on her spread her legs out. I raied up. I was exsided to see what will happen. I got down and stuck my head of the dick in her wet pussy. She fdlinched and moaned. I put in a few more inches in. She started to moan louder I shushed her and slamed my cock inside her. I could feel her tight pussy on my dick. I started to pump her. ON  my third pump I cummed all in her. I took out my dick and her pussy was dirpping cum and a little blood.

   "Get on your knees." I commanded.

   She got on her knees and I stude behind her. I loked at her anule. It was so small. I PUSHED MY COCK IN AND SHE MOANED MORE. sGHE WANTED TO SCREAM BUT HAD TO HOLD IT IN. I pushed in and out. Soon I felt hot liguid and cummmed all in her. She started to giggle. It tuned me on and I cummed more.

   I got tiree of her pussy so I layed her down and put my dick at her mouth. She grabbed it and put it in her mouth. She was A pro! I turned around to she can have my dick and I can HAve her pussy. I started to eat her out like the Lesideins did on tv.

    Then third period bell rang. WE sat up. WE both got dressed and then right when she was leaving I grabbed her hand " PLease be my Sex Slave." I said to her.

    She smiled. "Yes."
 

  I had breakfeast and hopped on the sofa to watch tv.  nothing looked good, because all my thoughts were my mom and last night.  i think i masturbated about 4 times before noon.  Then when 12 hit i cleaned up and started fixing lunch.  after lunch i did some laundry, and pretty much just lazed around waiting for 4 to get here and mom to get home. 

finally around 4:15 mom walked through the door.  she looked so beautiful in her outfit, but all i could do is picture her naked.  I really should have tried not to, cus i didnt have any pants on, just underwear, and my cock sprung to life again. 

My mom has this huge grin on her face, and i got very excited.  it looked like she was ready to continue with last night.  she ran up to me, so happy, and hugged me, kissed me on the forehead.  then she said, "your not gonna believe this.  remember that house ive been trying to sell for the past 2 years.  I just sold it for 2 million dollars!" 

i should have been ecstatic, her comission off that would be able to get us in better living conditions, and she could quit her waffle house job.  but i truly thought she was excited cus we were gonna continue our sexual play.  But instead mom went to her room and got changed, came out and started fixing dinner.  as she was cooking all she could talk about was her sell.  we sat down at the table and started eating.  i had been quiet the entire time.  but mom was acting like nothing ever happened.  i was actually starting to wonder if i had imagined the whole thing by the way she was acting.

"baby whats wrong, arent you happy i got the sell"

"yeah i am mom.  very happy.  its just...well...i kinda wanted to talk about last night and what happened."

"well, i was going to wait till after dinner, but it looks like this has been weighing on your mind.  well, first things first, how do feel about what happened"

"well, uh, it was kinda weird at first, but after awhile, i really started to like it.  i had alot of fun.  is that wrong."

"no honey, your a teenager going through alot of hormonal changes, and to feel that way is perfectly normal.  it may be a little wrong that it was with your mother, but its nothing to be ashamed of.  to be honest i enjoyed it too last night.  its been awhile since ive been with a man, and last night was very relieving.  now, is this something you would like to continue?"

"yeah, that would be awesome"

"well i have no problem with us fooling around.  it may be wrong, but honestly i dont think it will hurt anything.  but you cant cum inside me baby, do you understand, that is definetly wrong.  the last we need is me getting pregnant."

"yes maam, i understand" i said with a huge grin on my face.  my cock was again standing at attention.

"alright, well finish your dinner, then after everything is cleaned up, we'll take a shower, ok"

"ok mom."  i dont think i have ever eaten a meal so fast in my life.  i helped mom finish the dishes, and clean up the kitchen.  i was really excited, but considering i was new that this whole sexual play thing, it was kinda awkard.  finally we finished, and i ran off to the bathroom and before mom could walk in i had the shower running and i was already naked. 

my mom just started laughing, "honey you need to slow down a little, lets try to enjoy this."  My mom then proceded to undress, throwing her shirt over her head then provacatively removing her shorts.  then she undid her bra and let her amazing breasts swing free.  then last she pulled her panties down, all the time i didnt blink once.  "lets hop in the shower sweetie."  as we were both in the shower, my mom grabbed my face and brought it to hers, and kissed me passionately.  her tounge swirling around in my mouth.  my hands almost immeaditely went to her boobs, feeling them and massaging them.  they were the first boobs i ever got to touch.  i thought i was about to cum right then and there.  then my mom started to kiss my neck, then my shoulders, my chest, my stomach, then she grabbed my cock and started to lick the head of my cock.
"oh god yes mom, that feels amazing."
"i know honey, just relax and let me take care of you"
she then put my entire cock in her mouth.  it was a little over 6 inches at that time.  i was just looking down and watching my moms head go up and down on my dick. it was undoubtably the hottest thing ive ever seen or felt.  after just a couple of minutes of her sucking me off, i could feel i was about to cum. 
"im about to cum mom" i exclaimed.  but she never took her mouth of it, and she swallowed every drop.
"god that was the greatest thing ever mom."
"well im glad u liked it.  now why dont you preform your magic on my pussy like you did last night"
just hearing my mom say pussy was enough to get my cock up again.  i got on my knees and started to lick her pussy.  i grabbed her thighs and went to work like a dog who hasnt drank anything in days.  then my mom stopped me and pulled me up on my feet.  she then turned around and bent over made this simple but hot statement. "fuck me baby."
that was all i needed and like that my cock was in her pussy and both of us were moaning like animals.  it was hands down the greatest thing i have ever felt in my life. 
"oh yes baby, fuck mommy, fuck mommy like the slut she is baby.  little harder baby, yes yes, thats it, fuck your sluttly mommy."
her talking like that took me over the edge and within 5 minutes. 
"YYYYEEEESSSSSS MMMMOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYY, IIIMMMMMM GGGGOOOOOIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG TTTTOOOOOO CCCCCCCUUUUUUMMMMMMM"
"no baby take it out, dont cum in me." my mom yelled as she tried to pull me out of her, but i was too far gone, and in a position over her where she couldnt push me off.  and soon i was shooting my load inside my mommys womb. 
still my mommy was yelling, "dont cum in me, DONT CUM IN ME DAMN IT"
after my orgasm subside, i pulled out and leaned back against the shower wall.  my mom panting, stood up, gave me a very angry look, and then said "what the fuck is wrong with you."  and with that she got out of the shower and walked out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, didnt even dry off she was so mad.
i said to myself "shit, i might have just ruined this whole thing."  i cleaned up and dried off, then went to my room, pissed at myself.  an hour later mom came to my room, looking alot more calm.
"mom im so sorry, i didnt mean to cum in you, i just couldnt help it, my body just took over."
"dont worry about it baby.  i understand that was your first time and its hard to have control over it.  im sorry i went off the handle at you."
"really your not mad at me.  but your gonna get pregnant"
"haha, honey just because a man cums inside a woman doesnt mean shes getting pregnant.  a womans body has to be just right for her to get pregnant.  and i seriously doubt that one time will get me pregnant.  its nothing to worry about honey"
"oh, well does this mean we still get to have sex"
"haha you have a one track mind dont you.  yes baby we'll still have sex.  but from now on your gonna to wear a condom, understand"
"yes maam, i understand."
"good, now get to bed, honey, tommorrow is sunday and i dont have to work at all, so your gonna need your rest if your gonna keep up with me."

the next few weeks were the best ever, me and mom fucked every day, it was incredible.  then one day after she came home from work with a bag in her hand, i went up to her and started to kiss her, and she did something he hadnt done in the past month, which was push me away.  "not now baby.  look, something has came up that i didnt expect. i think i might be pregnant.  i got a pregnancy test, and i need to use it right now.  so come to bathroom with me"
we went to bathroom, and she dropped her skirt and panties and put this white stick looking thing under her pussy and started to piss on it.  after 1 minute, my mom looked at it.  "what does it say mom?"

part 3 soon to come

ach. I got up and he took me to the car and opeed the door. I was totally naked as we drove through town. He stopped next to a few SUVs that could see me naked and the men and sometimes women al stared at me. He told me to put my feet on the dash and spread my legs and now I was exposed to everyone.

He pulled up to a gate I recognized and it opened and we drove to the house in the middle of the property. The door opened and Mother was there, a gown to the floor over her wonderful buxom body. I felt myself getting wet already just seeing her full dark body thru the sheer white silk gown and her lips tha I longed to kiss. We pulled around and Steve got out and opened my door and pulled the leach and I got out my eyes down to the ground and behind him as I had been trained. We walked to the door and Mother stepped and kissed Steve fuly on the lips and grabbed his cock and masturbated him as I stod and watched. He filled her hand with cum and she held it out to me to clean. I did as I was expected and did nothing more. A man standing next to her handed her an envelope and she gave it to Steve. "$5,000 dollars for the week as agreed?" Mother said. "As agreed." Steve said and kissed me. MY nipples were now aroused and they were hard. "Oh we are excited already are we?" Mother said smiling. "Yes MOther." I answered her. "And why is that?" she said. "Because Mother, I am in your presence and it makes me excited to do anything yu tell me no mater what it is, it gives me pleasure to serve you." I repeated the matra I had been taught. "Good dear" she said and gave my chain to the man and said, "Take her to the chair, get her ready and make sure she has voided herself first, then put her in and get her ready." "Yes Mother<" he said and led me off.

He took me to a toliet and told me to make sure I went as much as possible. I did as told and cleaned myself after and he led me to a room in the basement. It had dark walls and some lights and cameras all around the room. In the middle was a chair sort of device. It looked like something a workout chair of sorts. It reclined at an angle and was bare of anything except straps. "Sit down." he said. I did and he began strapping me in. My ankles, knees, my thights below my pussy, my hips and waist my midrif, below my breasts each shoulder and my elbows and wrists and hands. My neck was secured with a soft strap and my head also so that I could not move any part of my body at all. I was then blindfolded and it was total darkness.

Then I heard Mother, "Teresa, you will be here as long as I say. We will feed you a drink that has all in it you need. When you must relieve you bowels tell me and we will make arrangement for it but you will not get out of the chair until I am convinced you have been properly trained." "Yes Mother, thank you Mother." I said. I heard her begin to leave and said, "Mother." "Yes, you may speak." she said. "Mother, I love you, will you give me a kiss please." She laughed and kissed me. "Begin" he voice said. Something cold was applied to my pussy and ass and chest and then the person left as far as I could tell. Soon a heat began to grow in my pussy, my chest was on fire and needed relief, my tits begged to be massaged and nipples sucked hard. My pussy grew hotter and begged for anything to fil it, hard or soft it did not matter. I moaned and tried to move my legs together to give my clit some relief but I could not move any part of my body. I do not know how long it was but I was crying, tears were rolling from under the blindfold. "Oh please Mother, please tell someone to fuck me, please" I was begging over and over. I slept and then again cold struck my pussy, ass and chest. Some creame was being spread on them and the heat came again. I begged for relief of any kind. Begged and cried and begged. Over and over this happened. I had a few breaks when they gave me a sweet liquid and let me pee. Then it began all over again.

One day (I suppose) the blindfold came off and Mother was washing my face with a cool clothe. "Oh Mother, please make love to me, please at least kiss me again." I was begging. She began to kiss me then stopped and smiled her smile that told me I was not to have the freedom yet. "Begin the next stage." she said and walked away. The blindfold went back on and I heard something pulled to the chair. I felt something slip between the lips of my pussy and had an instant orgasm. "She is really ready Mother." the man said and I heard her laugh. Make sure she does not get dry, I don't want my property damaged." she said. A switch was thrown and the machine began slipping into me and it began making me have orgasm after orgasm. I could not move to meet the cock that was moving in and out and then it went faster and faster. Now I was wanting to move with it could not. My pussy was now being driven wild but I had to remain still.

I was fed and slept and pissed and again the machine took my body and drove me to dispair now. I waned to die and told Mother so if it pleased her I would die from pleasure. I passed out and when I woke I woke to kissing. I opend my eyes and Mother was in bed next to me, kissing me all over and then she said "Hello, pet, are you rested now?" "Oh yes Mother, and in your arms." I was now crying. She laid back and spread out her body, "Service Mother." I began sucking her nipples, and it made me have orgasms and then as I kissed her al over and sank my tongue into her pussy she pulled my face into her and I could not breathe but did not resist. I woke and she told me to finish. I did and for maybe two hours did all she told me to do. "Are you thirsty dear?" she asked me. "Yes Mother I told her. "Good, come to the bathroom and you can have a nice drink." I followed her and she told me to squat in front of her in a shallow tub and put my mouth the her pussy. I did and she closed her eyes making me excited as she moaned and began to piss in my open mouth and on my face. I carressed my tits and had an orgasm as she finished her flow and I swallowed. She left and said, "Clean up and come downstairs."

I showered and put my collar back on and went downstairs. THere were about 30 people there all in various stages of undress. The clapped as I came down and I went to Mother and knelt by her feet. "The perfect slave." she said and introduced me. She turned and walked away, "Serve anyone anyway they need Teresa." she said. "Yes Mother," I said and it began. A man stood in front of me and his hard cock was in my mouth as another lifted me and slipped into my ass. A woman took my breasts and massaged and sucked them and I was given to everyone that wanted me for I do not know how long. I woke up from sleep with a man filling my pussy or ass and cumming on my body. Over and over I was taken by anyone. I slept and again Mother was next to me. "Serve me again dear and Steve will be here for yuo in the morning." "Yes Mother," I said and made love to her.

The next morning I was bathed by others and the collar put on. I knelt by the door and waited. Mother took my leach and gave it to Steve. "She do okay?" he asked. "Oh very good. Next month we will need her again. I will pay double this time. We will be going to Europe, is that okay?" "No, three times." "Okay" she said. $15,000. We will make a lot more than that." They kissed and we drove home. He took me upstairs and made love to me and we slept again.

aside how much my body strives on you.
    Fucking you is always on my mind, my nipples harden and my panties become soaked no matter who I am with and unfortunately most of my friends happen to be men, go figure. Well, one night a couple of weeks ago a friend thought he could be better than you.
    I escaped to my friends one evening wearing a skirt that barely covered my ass and a flimsy little tank top with no bra on; probably my own fault for wearing such attire, but it is my style and I can’t help that others are attracted to me. Don’t you want your baby girl to be hot? All the same my friend and I were playing some video games to pass the time and shortly there after we got into an argument about who had killed the most people on this game. He continued to claim that he had killed the most, but we both knew that I was the better shot. Out of frustration I put him into a strangle hold, which was a stupid idea because baby you know as well as I do that I can’t fight for shit. I stood behind him tightening my grip around his throat as he was kneeling in front of me. Suddenly, catching me off guard, he took his right arm, twisted himself and scooped my leg up off the ground, pulling it up to him. His elbow was braced against my knee and he used his hand to pull my foot and calf up towards him.
    After a couple minutes of him pulling up and me tightening, I finally gave up and released my grip. When I let go I fell onto my back, my legs spread apart as he sat between them, trying to compose himself from my hold. I closed my eyes for a few seconds, breathing in his disgusting aftershave, sensing his presence somewhere to the left of me. As my legs were still spread and planted to the ground, his calloused hands began to slither up my left thigh, under my skirt and rubbed on my clit and pussy lips through my soaked panties. My eyes flashed open, I jumped up and shoved his hand away from my pussy, but those calloused hands clenched my wrists, rubbing them raw. Forcing me back down to the floor and he sat his grotesque protrusion right upon my cunt. He bent over and licked my neck up to the top of my cheekbone, the putrid stench left upon my skin.
“You know you have wanted me Alana, so why hold back? I can see those pretty little nipples harden and your hot, wet cunt has been longing for my large friend so why not kick back and enjoy the ride.”
“Fuck you! You know I only have cravings for one penis and you will never amount up to it.”
    I began to struggle, thrusting my hips to the right and left, trying to break free of his grip on my wrists, but it was no use. He was twice my size and I did not have enough strength to render him off of me. I figured if he was going to do this, he would find out that no matter how hard his efforts were the only penis that can make me cum is yours, the only penis that can send me in complete ecstasy with abusive blows is yours and I was going to make that appoint to this son-of-a-bitch who thought they would be slick and make a move.
“You are such a fucking whore. I will make sure that my penis is the last thing that you will fucking strive on!”
“Go ahead and try!”
     After my comment, he become enraged with anger and slapped me across the face, grabbed a large clump of my hair and brought me to my knees as he stood above me. Furiously unbuttoning his pants, letting them fall to the ground with his stupid checkered boxers, he bore his nauseating, erected cock and shoved it into my mouth. Now I wasn’t going to let him go that easily and think that he was going to have a fun time just fucking away at me because he thought he could do it. So as he continued to shove that alliaceous cock into my mouth, I bit down onto him, making him scream.
“You fucking cunt! I will make you pay for that.”
     Tormented he smacked me in the face for the second time, sending me to the floor from the strength of his blow.
“Go ahead and fuck me, you pathetic coward.”
    Pushing me down, he mounted me again and tore my tank top off, showing my hardened nipples. He bent over and began to suck and bite hard upon my breasts, but he let himself off guard and let my hands go. When he continued to bite down upon my breast and cup the other, I swung at him and managed to punch him in the face, but I didn’t hit him hard enough to knock him off of my lap and when he turned to look at me I could see an angry beast unleashed and ready to destroy the stupid cunt that decided to retaliate. With one swift movement of his arm, he punched me right in the gut making me gag from the pressure.
“Fucking bitch, you will never forget what I will do to you!”
    I had to make a quick decision of how I was going to get out of this mess and calm the beast that I had unleashed. There weren’t many options for me. I mean I was not strong enough to fend him off and it did not help for the fact that I was already horny out of my mind. The situation was kind of turning me on and it sickened me to think this guy could even bring a sensation out from me. Either way my only option was for him to just go crazy on me and I would have to try and hold back any pleasure that would ignite in me.
“All....righ...t....I’m....all yours”
    Immediately, flipped my skirt up and tore my panties right off, and shoved two of his fingers in my sopping pussy; flittering and moving in and out at immense speed while he took my right nipple into his mouth.
“Mmmm....”
    He began to move down, raking his nails down my chest, bringing his head closer and closer to my cunt. Before he could take that tongue and pleasure himself of savoring my cunt’s juices, I took my left leg and kneed him in the face.
“You really do like to play hard to get.”
    With that, he forced his cock into my pussy, thrusting hard and fast. As he continued to thrust he took his mouth and bit into my neck.
“Ah....ahhhh....please.....no.......mo...re...”
    He wouldn’t let up and continued to shove his cock into my little pussy. I could feel my pussy lips burning and all of me was flaring up.
“I won’t give you the pleasure of cumming into your pussy”
    With his last word, he thrusted into my burning pussy a few more times and right as his cum was about to spirt out he pulled out, grabbed the back of my head and let is all blow onto my face.
“Now clean up and get the fuck out of my house, you disgraceful little bitch.”

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I have always wondered how My Dad got my Mom to marry him.  He was not a looker himself and too add on to that, he never even treated her well.  He kept her under a strict set of rules.  He only allowed her to eat 2 meals a day so she wouldn’t gain weight, he never let her go out of the house unless he could track exactly where she was going, he picked out her clothes for her everyday (usually pretty revealing)and he made her workout 3 hours every day doing aerobic exercises to keep her body in impeccable condition.  My Dad’s body on the other hand was getting pretty out of hand.  He never works out and he eats a lot so naturally he is quite obese, he is probably verging on 300 pounds.  Whenever we go out people always think that my mom and I are siblings and that Matt is our Dad and sometimes they even think he is our grand dad.  When he corrects them and tells them that Kayleigh is his http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif') repeat-x 50% bottom; margin-bottom: -2px; padding-bottom: 2px; cursor: pointer; color: #006600; text-decoration: none" target="_top">Wife they get a repulsive look on their face and quickly walk away.  Nonetheless I love my Dad, he has always cared about me a lot.   
A few days after my thirteenth birthday while my mom was working out he called me into his room.   
“Now son, you have probably noticed by now how sexy your mom is.” 
I didn’t know how to respond to this, but my Parents especially my Dad had always taught me to be very open about my sexual feelings so I responded truthfully “Yeah I have dad, she is absolutely beautiful.” 
“Yes she is and you probably wondered how an old guy like me got a sexy young girl like that to marry me.” 
“Yes I have Dad.”I said truthfully 
My Dad proceeded to telling me his story of rape, humiliation and blackmail which forced Kayleigh to marry him.  (See previous story for details)  I was taken back at first, but I was also intrigued.  The thought of my young sexy mom being raped and forced to marry my Dad turned me on.   
“What did you use to blackmail her Dad?” 
“A sex tape of her, and as a birthday present to you, I am going to let you watch it.” 
We went downstairs to the home theatre and my Dad inserted the tape into the DVD player.   
            The video started with a 16 year old version of my mom naked and on all fours.  She was talking about how she was a slut and wanted to be spanked.  This got my dick raging; I immediately whipped it out and started masturbating to my mom. Then my Dad came into the scene and started spanking her gorgeous ass with a leather belt; making her scream in pain.  Then it showed my dad putting her big tits around his dick and http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif') repeat-x 50% bottom; margin-bottom: -2px; padding-bottom: 2px; cursor: pointer; color: #006600; text-decoration: none" target="_top">fucking them.  Then it went to the glorious scene of her licking the cum off of her big sexy breasts right in front of the camera.  This scene sent me over the edge.  Then it moved into her losing her virginity when he fucked her for the first time and this scene changed flawlessly to my Dad fucking her doggy style, grabbing her breasts for leverage; making her scream.  Then came another hot scene, they were were in 69 position and she was sucking his cock while he was eating her out and licking her ass hole.  Then came the anal scene, again my mom let out terrible but oh so sexy screams.  Then came one of the hottest scenes of the video, My Mom was licking my Dad’s cum off the lens of the camera while talking dirty.  Then 6 other men came into the room and started gang banging my sexy ass Mom.  After a while my Mom collapsed and the men started having sex with her unconscious.  The last scene was when all seven me shot their cum on Kayleigh’s unconscious body.  
After it ended I exploded shooting my cum everywhere.  Then I asked 
“But Dad, that didn’t seem forced at all, Mom looked like she was having http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif') repeat-x 50% bottom; margin-bottom: -2px; padding-bottom: 2px; cursor: pointer; color: #006600; text-decoration: none" target="_top">fun.” 
“That’s how we made it seem by editing it, but she actually was in agony the whole time, it was very sexy.” 
“I can imagine.  Then what did you do Dad?” 
“Oh then we showed it at an assembly to her whole school and I sent a copy to her parents.  She was so embarrassed that she accepted my proposal for marriage and she moved with me to Utah.  Here is our wedding video” He popped it into the DVD player. 
It started with my Mom wearing nothing but a white veil, walking down the aisle of a greasy dark chapel.  She looked stunning.  The stands were full of drunken and horny men who were grabbing her ass and breasts as she walked down.  Then the minister did his thing and it ended with my Mom giving my Dad a blowjob, much to the cheers of the crowd.  It was incredibly sexy.  
“Wow that’s great Dad, good work.” Whereas most people would have regarded my Dad a creep for doing this I had gained a whole new respect for him.   
My Mom came out of our home gym and asked  
“What’s going on guys?” I didn’t say anything, I didn’t even wanna talk to my Mom anymore, after watching that movie all I wanted to do was http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif') repeat-x 50% bottom; margin-bottom: -2px; padding-bottom: 2px; cursor: pointer; color: #006600; text-decoration: none" target="_top">fuck the shit out of her.  Although she was incredibly sexy in the movie, she was twice as hot now.  Her breasts had grown a bit bigger and fuller, her facial features had matured and gotten even hotter, her ass had grown even bigger and meatier, and she had grown a couple of inches making her curves look more proportionate. 
My Dad quickly answered “Oh we were just checking out the new Jenna Jameson porno.”  
“Oh cool how is it?” she asked 
“Pretty hot, it makes me wanna  fuck the living shit  out of you” he said. 
He got up, picked her up, went to his room and started fucking her.   
“Lucky Bastard” I said to myself, then I replayed the video and started masturbating to my mother again. 

 

Over the next year it seemed like my lust for my Mom was increasing every day.  I talked about it with my Dad frequently.  He tried to subdue my lust by giving me her sweaty bras and thongs to sniff, giving me new tapes of him fucking her, and he got her to dress more revealing around the house (usually in a small bra and thong.) But this only made me want to fuck her more.  I asked one day if he would let me fuck her.  He said 
“Son I am sorry, but when you were born your mother made me promise her that I would not let you fuck her when you grew up, she is against incest more than anything in the world, don’t worry though Davey, say the word and I’ll get you a beautiful young women to fuck whenever you want.” 
I was consoled little by these words, I only wanted one woman and that was my mother, I knew that no other woman in the world is as sexy as my Mom.   
“But hey” he said “I got you another video of us fucking, this was just a couple days ago, enjoy bud.” 
He left and I popped in the video and started jacking off to my Mom getting fucked.  These videos were how I got by over the next year, but this all changed a few days after I turned thirteen.   
My Dad suffered a massive heart attack due to his obesity, and was rushed to the hospital.  He died shortly after.  We did not have a funeral service for him; my Mom and I just went to the cemetery and had him buried.  My Mom was trying to act sad in front of me but I could tell that she didn’t love him, she still hadn’t forgiven him, and how could she?  He ruined her life.  Even though my Dad had just died, all I could think about was now that he is gone and I was the man of the house, maybe my mother would let me fuck her.  I felt guilty for having these thoughts but the thought of fucking my hot mom were just way too strong for anything to distract them, even my Dad’s death couldn’t get my mind off my Mom.  I turned to the sexy goddess and said 
“Don’t worry Mom, you don’t have to act sad, I know what he did to you and I understand that you can’t possibly love him.”  
“Oh honey he told you.” 
“Yes.  I thought it was terrible.” I lied “I secretly started hating him too for what he did to you, I think we should change our name back to Kobus and forget that he ever existed.” 
“Alright sweetie.” 
The next day my Mother went to the offices and legally changed our name back to Kobus.  She was crying tears of joy, she was finally free.  Little did she know that I was planning on snatching her freedom right back from her. 
That night I went up into my room and orchestrated a plan to make her mine.  I could have forced her into marrying me right away by threatening to show all of our neighbors her tape.  But first I wanted to assert myself by raping her.  There was one thing that stood in my way.  Due to her constant exercising, she was in incredible shape.  So I would not be able to overpower her.  I decided that I would need http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif') repeat-x 50% bottom; margin-bottom: -2px; padding-bottom: 2px; cursor: pointer; color: #006600; text-decoration: none" target="_top">help.  So I invited Chris over (one of the neighbor boys) and showed him my Mom’s sex tape. 
“Wow dude that’s fucking hot” Chris said 
“How would you like to help me rape her?” I asked 
“Man I know your Mom is a http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif') repeat-x 50% bottom; margin-bottom: -2px; padding-bottom: 2px; cursor: pointer; color: #006600; text-decoration: none" target="_top">babe but fucking your own mom is wrong.” 
“Alright, then I guess I will have to get someone else to help me pin her down, caress her supple breasts and ass, and fuck her in each and every one of her holes.” 
“NO no no man, I was just kidding, I’ll help you.” He said “When do you wanna do this.” 
“Tonight, let me make one thing clear though, you are not to touch any of her parts, and you are not allowed to fuck her, you will help me pin her down and tie her hands, and then you will video tape the rape.” 
“Alright cool man, I just wanna see her get fucked in person” 
So that night we snuck into my mom’s bedroom and took off her blanket to reveal her sleeping in her bra and thong.  She looked so peaceful; she was clearly relieved that her monster of a husband was dead.  This peaceful look made her look even more unbelievable.  I got on top of her and took her bra off, this was the first time I had seen her breasts in person.  I was in awe, I started rubbing them, my dream was coming true.  Chris walked over 
“Fuck this man I have to touch them.” Said Chris as he started mauling my beautiful mom’s boobs. 
“NO!!!!!!” I screamed as I shoved him away, I didn’t want to share her with anybody; unfortunately this scream woke my Mom up.  
“No get off, not you too” she screamed, she was horrified.  She wrestled me off of her.  This is where Chris came in and slowed her down while I got back up.  He grabbed her big tits and started squeezing them, this made my Mom freeze.  I then tackled her back on the bed.  We worked together and got my Mom’s body turned around, where we then tied her arms behind her back.   
“Go start filming now.” I ordered Chris.  Then I turned to my Mom who was weeping.  “Do you know how long I have wanted to fuck you mother, ever since I saw that slutty video of you getting gangbanged.  I can’t get you off my mind Kayleigh, I must have you, and after this long rape, we are gonna get married, if you thought being married to Dad was hard, wait till our relationship starts.” 
I then moved down to her wonderful ass and slipped her thong off.  Whereas my Dad was a breast man I was an ass man.  And my Mom definitely had an ASS!!   
“Stay still and cooperate, and I won’t hurt you.” 
“Alright sweetie, you know I have always loved, I raised you all by myself, I would do anything for you.”  She said sweetly.  I know what she was doing; she was trying to remind me that she was my Mom and not just some sex object.  But unfortunately for her, this turned me on more.   
I started massaging her glorious Latina ass.  It was so big and soft, but as I squeezed harder it stood its ground.  It was muscular as well as soft.   It was a work of art.  After massaging it I started licking every square inch of it.  I spent a long long time on her ass.  After licking the exterior, I split her beautiful golden ass cheeks and started licking the inside of her ass.  I tried finding bits of poop and licking them out of her asshole.  I loved everything about my Mom’s ass.  I split her ass cheeks as far as I could and I took a long whiff of her asshole.  It was the greatest smell that I have ever sniffed.  Then I forced my tongue as deep as it could go down her asshole.  This made her wince.  I had had enough of the foreplay, I whipped out my penis and started fucking her doggy style just like my Dad had done in the video.  Amazingly, even after the years of fucking my father’s 10 inch penis, her pussy was still incredibly tight.   I grabbed her breasts for leverage just like my Father used to.  I squeezed the hell out of them as I went faster and faster.   .  This made my Mom moan.  I exploded inside my mother’s pussy.  I didn’t wait one second before I got in 69 position and stuck my Dick in my Mom’s mouth and told her to suck it while I ate out her pussy.  Her pussy was very wet, even though my Mom hated this, her pussy loved it.  I stuck my tongue in her pussy and went to work.  Soon I exploded again, this time in my Mom’s mouth.  I quickly turned her around and went back to licking her tasty ass.  I licked it all over; every square inch of her ass had probably been licked about 10 times.  Then I told her to get on her knees and stick her ass out while I fucked her asshole.  I started pumping my Mom’s anal hard.  She screamed.  I went harder and harder and harder.  Right before I cummed I pulled out and cummed on the floor.  I told her to lick it off the floor while I fucked her anally again.  She did this as I ripped apart her asshole.  She would lick the cum then scream occasionally due to the pain.  This time before I cummed I stuck my dick in her pussy and unleashed.  I looked over at Chris and decided I would let him in on this.  I told him he could fuck my Mom’s pussy as I got head from her.  He came running over; clearly excited.  He started pumping my Mom’s pussy as she started to suck my cock.  We both cummed at the same time, I filled my Mom’s mouth and he filled her pussy.  We switched positions and started fucking her again.  We alternated about 5 times, this was surely bringing back painful memories for my Mom.  Chris was more of a boob man, so he started to tittie fuck my Mom while I went back to her anal.  This was more enjoyable than our previous positions so we did these 10 times each.  As we pretty much had no cum left to fill my Mom with, I sent Chris home and decided it was time to complete my plan. 
I tied a leash around my exhausted Mom and pulled her to the cemetery where my Dad was buried.  I invited a sleazy, corrupt minister to come there and marry us on my Father’s grave.  I took the leash off my Mom and put on her the same veil that my Dad married her in.  My Mom looked beautiful, cum was still dripping from her pussy.  The minister smiled sickly, he had a boner too from looking at my beautiful naked Mom.  I gave my Mom the rights that I wrote for her to read.  She knew she would have to do this, she knew that she would have to marry her 13 year old son.  She was sickened as she began to read her rights. 
“I Kayleigh Kobus promise you, my Son Dave Kobus to sexually please you in any way you like, any time you like, I promise that I will become a nudist and never wear any clothes, I promise that I will address you as Master.  I promise you that I will not only be your wife, but your sex slave.” She stopped, gulped and continued.  “I promise you that I will keep my body in impeccable condition understanding that the minute you find me unattractive, you will kill me.” Tears were rolling down my mother’s cheeks she stopped, the minister smiled sickly and told her to go on.  “I promise I will bear you a son and when he grows up, I will sexually please him as well.” 
“Very good.” Said the minister as he continued the ceremony “Do you Dave Kobus; take you Mother Kayleigh Kobus to be your lawfully wedded wife and sex slave.”  
“I DO!” I said enthusiastically.  
“And do you Kayleigh Kobus take your son Dave Kobus to be your lawfully wedded husband and master.” 
“I do” she sniffled 
“Very good.  Dave Kobus you may now fuck Kayleigh Kobus; your Bride and Mother and Sex Slave.” 
I laid my Mom down on my father’s grave and started slowly fucking her.  The horny Minister was loving it.  I started passionately kissing my Mom while fucking her.   
“Tell me what you want me to do with you Bride.” I whispered 
“I want you to fuck me harder Master.” 
I started fucking harder and her until I exploded in her pussy again.  Then I turned her around and started fucking her pussy from behind.  I told her to grab my Father’s gravestone for support.  Oh my Father would have been so proud of me right now, taking what was mine, and continuing his legacy of sexually tormenting Kayleigh Kobus.  When I was about to climax I pulled out and cummed on the gravestone.  I told her to lick off my cum from my Father’s as one last tribute to my Dad.  As I watched my beautiful Mom lick my cum off my Dad’s gravestone I realized the incredible symbolism of the event.  It symbolized the passing of my Mom from my Dad to me.  
Once she licked it clean I got her up and we walked home.  We walked into our house and I took her into our room.  I hopped in bed and my beautiful Bride and Sex Slave followed me.   
“Expose your ass to me, I want to sniff the ass of my new Bride.” 
“Yes Master.” She softly said as she bent over in front of me, took her hands and ripped her big golden tan Latina ass cheeks apart.  I took a deep intoxicating whiff of her ass hole.  It smelled even better than before.  It was not only the smell of my sexy mom’s ass; it was the smell of success.  My plan had worked and my Mother Kayleigh Kobus was now my wife and sex slave.   
“That’s enough” I said “Now sit on my dick and fuck me slave.” 
“Yes Master.”  She placed her pussy on my dick and started hopping up and down on it.  What a sight it was, my beautiful mother on my dick hopping up and down, causing her big sexy tits to flop all over the place.  Once I climaxed I told her to lie down beside me.  She was softly crying, the thing she feared most was now a reality, the son she had loved and cared for since birth was now her master, and she was his sex slave.   
 “I am gonna treat you a lot worse than Dad did, I am not even gonna regard you as a person, just a sexual object.  But look on the bright side” I said slyly “At least this time you will get to keep your last name.  After all Kayleigh Kobus is a much sexier name than Kayleigh Wyatt, so goodnight Kayleigh Kobus.  

 

 

 

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