The bar finally calmed as night slowly became dawn. The evening had been rowdy because the men had not received liberty in two weeks because of the holiday that had overtaken the city. Each legionary was to be given one day's liberty over this weekend and Dismas and Gestas had a firm plan that involved a lot of wine and hopefully a prostitute if they could find the money.
The two Roman soldiers were auxiliaries and were not paid a soldier's wage. They were born in neighboring Syria in the city of Tyre. Both orphans, their only hope for a better life laid in the legions and the promise of Roman citizenship at the end of decades of service.
Gestas set his elbows on the bar and buried his face in his hand, released a loud yawn, and turned to Dismas, "Come on. Let's go find a girl and get back to the barracks. I'm tired."
Dismas laughed; wine slurred his speech, "We can't even afford a boy."
Gestas belched, "Let's go down to the tent camps outside of the walls and have our pick of whatever we want. I hear this Jewish cunny's supposed to stay intact..."
The bartender slammed a cup down on the table, "You two will pay and you will leave now. I want no more of you two in my inn every again! I will tell your centurion -"
Gestas exploded into action like a wildcat. He jumped up and drew his short sword from the scabbard, deftly placing it under the bartender's chin in one smooth motion, "And with what will you tell him, Jew? Your old mouth or the new one I'm going to cut in your throat?"
Dismas lurched over the bar and pointed at the floor, chortling drunkenly, "Look Ges, he's pissing himself!" Both men laughed as a small dark puddle developed at the bartender's feet on the earthen floor.
Defusing a possibly lethal situation, the door to the tavern suddenly opened. A dark skinned man of Semitic descent, well-dressed in a fine, black silken tunic with gold embroidery and a floor length skirt, entered the building. This bar was a frequent for off-duty legionaries and a local entering was odd enough. That such a fine-dressed local would enter such a place was unheard of. Three sets of eyes turned to the door as the official-looking man made his way into the tavern.
The bar hung deathly still for a moment as the well-dressed man quietly surveyed the scene with eyes ringed with dark make-up. His soft, ruby-colored lips slowly parted, and an airy, effeminate voice cracked the tension, "You, legionaries, are with the second torture detachment to the 12th Legion Fulminata, are you not - ?"
The sound of oiled metal rubbing against metal echoed around the common room of the tavern as Dismas released his sword, dropping his scabbard to the ground, "I think we found our entertainment for the evening. Deal with the barman quietly and I will subdue the nancy -"
The official-looking man held up a soft, smooth hand with well-manicured nails in a gesture of peace, "Hold legionaries. My people know I am here and that I search for you. My master has need of men with your unique skill set."
Dismas scoffed, "And who is your master, nancy?"
The well-dressed man pursed his lips, "Yosef bar Kayafa, High Priest of the Temple."
Dismas and Gestas glanced at each other quickly and nodded. Dismas bent over to pick up his scabbard, and Gestas lowered his sword and slowly backed off from the terrified innkeeper.
The Temple Ordinator tossed a small sack of coins at the legionaries' feet, "Ten denari just to hear his offer, another twenty upon completion."
The legionaries took the sack of coins and grabbed their kits from under their stools, sliding the mailed tunics over their heads and buckling on their sword belts. They placed their helmets on their head as Dismas grabbed two jugs of grain spirits from under the counter and Gestas grabbed as many sacks of wine as he could carry under an arm from off of the wall behind the bar.
Before following the Ordinator out the door, Gestas sneered at the bartender and grabbed the cup he had slammed down earlier; a small, flute-less, rough ceramic bowl about the size of a grown man's hand, "A proper Roman only drinks from a proper cup, barbarian."
*****
The three men made their way through the meandering alleys of first century Jerusalem as dawn slowly crept over the city. The morning quiet was a welcome relief to a city that had been overburdened with travelers for weeks in preparation for the local holiday. No one paid any attention to the three men as they crept into a hidden entrance to the catacombs below the Temple Mount.
*****
The dark, torchlight rough stone tunnels opened into a shallow cavern of sorts lit by two floor braziers at the tunnel entryway. Metal shackles adorned the ceiling of the room and two nude figures were held suspended by their arms over their heads with their toes a few inches from the ground. The first, a man, had been obviously mistreated with one eye already swollen closed, probably from resistance during his capture. The second, a woman barely more than a girl, with small budding breasts that could be cupped in a grown man's hand and dark puffy erect nipples that glowed with recent abuse, sobbed quietly, her downcast faced stained with tears. Her long black hair fell below her waist and partially covered her stained face and only small tufts of black curls adorned her underarms and pelvic mound, providing recent evidence of her adolescence. A table at the side of the entrance was piled with all manners of wicked knives and whips, a worn whetstone and dark stains provided testament to their frequent use.
The Temple Ordinator, who had revealed himself as Yoel bar Lev during their journey through the city, lifted a lazy finger in the direction of the captive man, and his statement was accompanied by an ear-piercing wail from the young woman, "We need this man scourged and publicly crucified."
Dismas snorted, "Are you addled? You want us to hang him on the crosses in the market? We'll be hanging with him before the day's out!"
Yoel waved his hand dismissively, "The temple doesn't care where you hang him, so long as he will be seen. Do it outside of the city if you wish. The city gates open in three hours. You have plenty of time to put him on a cross and sneak away before the morning merchant traffic and the pilgrims can see him."
Gestas frowned and crossed his arms over his chest, "If you want him crucified, then hang him from a cross yourself. Rome isn't some lapdog to a provincial god that dishonors the Emperor."
Yoel set a larger, second bag of coins on the edge of the table, "It must looked like Rome did it. We want to lend his heresy no more credence by martyring him."
Dismas laughed and took a swig from one of the wine bladders, "Why would Rome give a grain of salt about Jewish blasphemy?"
Yoel slammed his dainty fist against the tunnel way and raised his nasal voice, "I don't care! Say he tried to overthrow Herod Antipas! Hang a bloody sign from his neck proclaiming him King of the Jews! Just get it done - !"
Gestas interrupted Yoel's rant and motioned toward the second captive, "Who's the girl?"
"Some whore we found him coupling with in the bushes at Gethsemane," Yoel sneered.
The captive man spoke in Aramaic through swollen lips, "She's my wife and my favor-"
Yoel stamped his foot and shrieked at the top of his voice to drown out the captive, "NOT ACCORDING TO THE TEMPLE! SHE'S NO HONEST WOMAN AND YOU ARE NO RABBI! YOU ARE A HERETIC, AND AN ADULTERER, AND A HOMOSEXUAL -"
"ENOUGH!" roared Gestas, "Give us the girl and we'll do the deed."
Yoel nodded his ascent, "Fine. We don't care about the girl, anyways. I wash my hands of this whole affair."
"Not so fast," Gestas grinned, "How many times do you want him scourged? Five, ten?"
Yoel's eyes narrowed, "Forty."
"What?!," exclaimed Dismas, "Forty's a death sentence by Roman law! He'll be dead long before he hangs from the cross."
"Thirty-nine, then!" Yoel shouted as he stormed out of the cavern.
*****
The fiery spirit burned as Dismas poured it down his throat, "Fine Ges, you can have the girl first, but save her cunny for me. You get her ass. I'll do the first twenty lashes and then we'll switch."
Gestas pulled off his mailed tunic and tossed it aside, "Agreed."
Dismas moved over to the table of assorted implements of torture and selected a wooden-handled scourge with eight three foot long straps of leather, tied off with jagged shards of bronze in their ends. The young woman howled in terrified, broken Latin, "Why you do these things? We no harm you or your Caesar-God! Let us leave in peace or your soul be damned!"
The captive man softly mumbled in Aramaic, "Do not give them the pleasure, my love. You have been called for this purpose, and I shall suffer as you suffer. We shall leave an example for those who follow us; we who have committed no sin, nor has any deceit escaped our mouths. While being reviled, we shall not revile in return; and while suffering, we shall utter no threats. We shall entrust ourselves to God who judges righteously."
Gestas untied the drawstring of his trousers and stroked his half-erect cock with one hand as his other hand lifted the sobbing girl's face to his own. Her lower lip quivered in fear, but her eyes betrayed a steely resolve as Gestas brushed a soft kiss on her forehead and whispered in his native Aramaic, "We do it because we can."
The captive man looked up at the sound of his captors' use of his native tongue, "We are brothers. Release your rage on me, but leave your sister in peace."
Gestas balled up his fist and slammed it into the captive man's already abused jaw and barked in Latin, "I do this because my wife and my children will be Roman - unlike you, Rex. They will never fear rape and murder at the hands of a Syrian!"
Recovered and blinking back the pain, the captive man turned his head to the young woman and mumbled in Aramaic, "Forgive them, Mary. They know not that which they do," as the first lash from Dismas' scourge flung him forward against his chains and tore into his back.
"Do we deserve your mercy, Rex?!" Gestas screamed.
Dismas flogged the captive man repeatedly; each lash borne stoically by the captive man and each lash accompanied by a horrified shriek of empathy from the captive girl. Gestas continued stroking his cock as it grew harder, shouting with each lash, "Where's your God now, Rex?!"
All four people were covered in blood and gore when Dismas stopped the beating at ten lashes to rub his sore shoulder and take off his mail. The captive man faded in and out of consciousness as his toes touched the ground for the first time in hours as his torso elongated because of his torn open, eviscerated back muscles. His whole body quivered reflexively in shock as the captive girl choked for air through her sobs.
Gestas approached the rear of the flogged man and rubbed his erect penis in the ichor that just a few moments before was the captive man's lateral dorsal muscles. Gestas grabbed the quasi-conscious man by the back of the hair and whispered in his ear in Aramaic, "Lube. For courtesy. Romans are always polite."
Gestas turned to the terrified, suspended girl. She wriggled, trying to back away, and her legs kicked feebly in the air searching for purchase on the ground below. Gestas wrapped his burly arms, toned and muscled by countless hours of training in sword-and-shield-play and spear-throwing, around her delicate waist that was just blossoming into the curves of womanhood. The captive girl's body was lean and toned, as if accustomed to frequent exercise, but it wasn't hardened as if to suggest she regularly engaged in common labor. Her smooth, Mediterranean-colored skin still had the silkiness of a child and suggested that this young woman enjoyed a healthy diet and that she knew little of want.
She clenched her lips tightly closed as Gestas leaned forward and brushed his rough, wind and wine dried lips against her soft, tensed lips. Gestas thought he could taste a hint of olives, suggesting how the loving couple had spent their final evening together.
Gestas heard Dismas laugh and quickly run over to the side of the room for some unknown reason. He turned to see his friend running back to the unconscious, suspended man with the cup they had taken from the bar in his hands. The captive man had released his bowels and a steady flow of urine dribbled from his penis. Dismas placed the cup on the ground under the stream of urine laughing hysterically, "We made two people piss themselves today!"
Gestas joined in the laughter as Dismas picked up the cup overflowing with urine and walked over to the suspended girl. Holding the cup with one hand, he instructed Gestas to hold her legs steady, and plugged her nose with his other hand. After a few moments, as the girl's face started to turn blue, she rapidly gulped for air with her mouth and Dismas tossed the mix of urine and blood into her oxygen-starved mouth. The restrained girl choked and gagged on the foul mix as Dismas slapped her open-handedly across the face, "If my friend wants to kiss you, you kiss him back - understand?"
Gestas nodded his thanks to his friend and returned his attention to the girl choking on her dying lover's bodily fluids.
Gestas turned the girl on her rotating manacles to face her beaten, dying lover. Gestas grabbed the base of his bloody, ichor-covered cock and placed the head at the entrance to her rectum before instructing Dismas to continue with the flogging. Gestas wrapped his other hand around on her stomach and violently invaded her anus in a single thrust in time with the first renewed lash from his compatriot's scourge.
Gestas placed his face next to hers and barked in her ear, "Open your eyes and watch or we'll stop and I'll cut off your eyelids."
The shackled girl moaned piteously and continuously, choking for air through her pained wailing, as she was forced to watch her husband be beaten to death by Dismas and his wicked scourge as Gestas savagely plowed her ass with his hard, throbbing cock.
"That's twenty. Your turn. Finish him off," Dismas mumbled quietly as he lowered his whip and rubbed his sore shoulder again.
"Ahhhh. Come on, Dis," moaned Gestas, "I'm not done yet."
Dismas dropped the whip to the ground and surveyed his handiwork on the unconscious man. The violent twitching had mostly subsided, and the captive man was clearly never going to regain consciousness naturally. Broken rib bones and pieces of his spine stood exposed. Dismas walked over to the stash of liquor and grabbed a sack of wine, finishing the whole bladder in almost a single drink.
Gestas withdrew his filthy penis from the girl's gaping, abused anus and reached up and unhooked the manacles from the ceiling chain, allowing the girl to fall unceremoniously to the floor. Her hands were still shackled above her head, but the relief to her swollen, dislocated shoulders was palpable in the first, mildly pleasant, sigh she had uttered in hours.
Gestas walked over to Dismas, grabbed his own wine-sack and took a heavy drought, "It's no fun beating a corpse, Dis."
Dismas smirked, "What can I say? I'm a professional."
Gestas grinned and let his eyes roam over the table. He found a bronze circlet and tossed it into one of the coal braziers before rejoining his friend for another skin of wine.
Dismas finished his second bladder and said, "I think I'm going to go to the quartermaster and see if I can get the wood, the hammer, and the nails we'll need. You bring the body and let's meet up in that shady grove near the hill of Calvary outside the walls."
Gestas frowned, "Oh come on! You made me pull out of the tightest ass I've ever had and you're not even gonna get a piece of that cunny? I'll bet it'll choke the life out of your cock!"
Dismas chortled and held up the empty wine skin, "I think Dionysus has already cursed my cock today. There'll be plenty left of her when we get back."
Gestas picked up a set of tongs from the table and shook his head, "Alright, but I can't promise you'll get first chance at it, brother."
Dismas smiled, "Fair enough," as he left the cavern. Gestas picked up the red-hot circlet from the brazier and walked over to the unconscious, suspended man. He placed the burning crown onto his head and the unconscious, dying man was ripped violently awake to issue a blank stare into the face of his tormentor, "Welcome back, Rex."
Blood and bile oozed from the dying man's mouth as his childish lover tried to scramble to her feet to protect him. Gestas slammed his meaty fist into her face and knocked her to the floor. His heavy iron boots rained punishment as she tried feebly to protect her coiled abdomen. The high-pitched sounds of cracking ribs augmented the piteous, pain-filled shrieks from her mouth.
Having subdued the woman, Gestas returned quickly to his original quarry, worried that the captive man had already returned to unconsciousness, "Oh no! Not so fast, Rex!"
Gestas scurried behind him and grabbed the base of his still throbbing cock. The copious blood dripping from the remains of the dying man's back made insertion easy as Gestas drove his cock into his anus. Ichor clung to Gestas's chest hair as he rubbed his chiseled chest against the remains of the dying man's back. Gestas reached around and fondled the captive man's genitals and nibbled on his earlobe as he plowed viciously into the man's ass. The smell of burning flesh and hair was intoxicating.
The dying man showed one last surge of life as his heart burst; he gurgled in Aramaic, "Father, into your hands I commend my spirit..."
Gestas roared with ecstasy as he climaxed and filled the dead man's anus with his seed.
*****
Dismas struggled under the weight of two heavy wooden beams, a shovel, and a sack full of tools.
"Blasted...," Dismas dropped his burden and motioned to a nearby man, "You. Jew. What's your name?"
The bystander nervously replied, "Simon, sir."
"Great. Simon," Dismas reached into the coin sack and tossed a denarius at the man, "Carry one of these beams with me."
"Yessir. Thank you, sir."
*****
"Keep digging," growled Gestas.
Simon had dug a hole about two feet deep while Gestas and Dismas had bound the corpse's arms with rope to the crosspiece and nailed the wrists securely to the beam.
Dismas walked over and inspected the hole, "That should be enough. Thank you, Simon. You may go."
Simon nodded his thanks to both men as he brushed the dirt from his trousers. Gestas leapt forward and plunged his sword into the Jew's throat, "No witnesses."
Dismas nodded solemnly as he fished his denarius out of the man's belt pouch. Gestas set the gibbet, a 6 foot vertical piece of wood with an indentation at the top, into the hole Simon had dug.
The two men grunted as they lifted the crossbeam with the corpse nailed to it and dragged it over to the gibbet. They put the beam on their shoulders and lifted it unto the top of gibbet and they secured it with a nail. They came down and nailed the corpse's heels to the sides of the gibbet.
"Now, the sign," said Dismas, "What did the girl say his name was?"
"Ah, Pluto's thorny cock," exclaimed Gestas, "I forgot to ask."
Dismas' eyes widened as he picked up the small board and the charcoal, "Well, what do we put then?"
Gestas grinned, "Just put Rex."
Dismas frowned, "Rex of what? We already have the silver. I don't want Rome getting blamed for this."
Gestas nodded, "Blame Herod. Put 'In the name of the King of Judea'."
Dismas shook his head, "There's not enough room!"
Gestas grimaced, "Abbreviate!"
*****
The men stood back to admire their handiwork momentarily before slinking off into the early dawn shadows.
Dismas sighed heavily and put his hand on his friend's shoulder, "Brother. I have this odd feeling that we really screwed up today."
As he said this, the familiar stomp of a cohort of iron boots marching in formation came from the road. Gestas hung his head, "Gods below, I should know better than to hang out with a guy named Dis."
The pair turned to see a centurion accompanied by a host of legionaries and a couple dozen locals who had gathered to see why troops were on the move so early in the morning. Standing next to the centurion was a very familiar and very pissed-off young Jewish girl, dressed in rags, and clutching her side as she limped along trying to keep up with the marching troops, "There they are! That's them!"
"Where are your kits, auxiliaries?" barked the angry centurion.
Mary shook her finger at the two men, "I told you! They left them in that dungeon!"
The centurion waved his hand to silence the angry girl, "Auxiliaries, is what she saying the truth? Will we find your kits in a catacomb under the temple?"
The two men looked quickly at each other, and Gestas suddenly grabbed a pilum from a surprised legionary flanking the centurion and plunged it into the crucified corpse's side, "See! We didn't do anything! He was already dead when we found him!"
The centurion roared in anger, "Seize them!" and pointed at the legionary who had had his spear stolen, "You! Go to the quartermaster and get two more crosses!"
Gestas and Dismas were quickly restrained by the other soldiers and Dismas cried out, "Wait! We're soldiers! I want to appeal to our Prefect!"
"Silence!" bellowed the centurion, "Auxiliary troops don't have the right to appeal. Besides, the closest Prefect is in Damascus with the rest of your legion! We aren't waiting a season for him to pass through on inspection."
The crowd had grown and gathered closer and wanted to see what was happening, so the centurion stepped forward and addressed the crowd, "By the order of the Praefectus Legionis of Legio XII Fulminata, these men have been lawfully convicted of high treason against Augustus Caesar and the Senate and People of Rome. They shall be crucified unto death... uhhh... out here... on this hill... ummmmm... so that ALL may bear witness to the wrath of Caesar!"
The centurion was relieved as the crowd seemed mollified. Mary whispered in his ear, "Very good, sir. With your permission may I take the body of my husband down for proper burial? I wouldn't want him thrown in a common grave..."
The centurion blinked, "Of course. Mighty Caesar expresses regret for the inconvenience."
"Get those two up on crosses and get back to barracks," ordered the centurion as he stalked off to return to his breakfast.
-the end-
Monday, December 5, 2011
Passion
My First Evening Home
I am an over the road driver and have very little time at home so we try and make the most of the time we have. So my wife try,s to come up with some very different ways of having sex when I am home so I will remember it when I am gone on the road. This is what I got the last time I was home.
I got home just as my son and grand children were leaving for the weekend for a visit with there other grand parents. So after a short visit with them they were gone and we had the house to our self's YES! Not knowing what she may have been planning is sometimes the best part. Anyway as the car went out the driveway she looked at me and said go back to your truck and get your large butt plug and your panty's, then with a smile she said maybe a couple pairs of them and your nipple clips and come back inside the house and see me and hurry up I have to pee. Now knowing what that means I took my time getting the things she wanted from the truck.
Now just to let you know I do like kinky sex I have a very large butt plug with several balls on it getting ever larger when you get to the end it is about 7 plus inches around and 8 inches long there is 3 inches after the last ball to help keep it in place so when it is all the way in it will stay there until you take it out without any fear of it falling or slipping out by it self. The nipple clips came with little rubber ends but when you take them of there is sharp little teeth that bite into the skin! They have screws so you can keep on changing the pressure on your nipples and when there is enough pressure they will not come off. Then you can pull or hang things from the chain without fear of them coming off. Now about the panties I have several pairs of them the ones I like the most are the ones with the frilly tops and lace around the edges. If I am feeling kinky or if my wife tells me to I will wear them when I use the rest areas or truck stops where I could get caught using the bathroom by other guys. She will sometimes tell me to make sure other guys see my panties and or my nipple clips as you can understand being an over the road truck driver there is not much sex out there so lots of times I have guys asking for blow jobs when they see my panties thinking I am gay! Now a long time ago I would and have sucked a lot of cocks. I like the feel of something sliding down my throat and the taste of come and the feeling when someone is coming in my mouth. I liked the thin but very long cocks for sucking so when I swallowed them they could go down my throat the longer the better. Anyway back to the evening home.
When I came back into the house she was waiting for me at the door and told me to lay down on the floor right there at the door she scolded me for taking so long she had to go as I laid down she dropped her panties and squatted over my face and told me not to miss a drop or else and she started to pee. As she was peeing she was holding my cock through my jeans and I was rock hard when she finished I had to swallow 4 times to get it all then she told me to lick her clean. As I was doing as she asked she told me about the rest of the evening! She told me to go take a shower and then to put my butt plug in and then with a smile she said to take my time and be careful not hurt my little butt as she planned on using her fist up there later. Also she told me to put the clips on as tight as I could and then she would fix them when I came out. And to wear my blue panties to start with for the evening I would be changing later. And she smiled and walk away. When I came out about 45 minutes later she wanted to know what took so long and I told her I had not had anything in my butt in a couple of weeks and it was tight she smile again and said not after tonight. She then told me for the rest of the afternoon and evening when she needs to pee she will be using my mouth and whatever else she wants I am to do! She told me no matter what happens this afternoon and evening the only thing I could wear are panties. Then she said if a salesman comes to the door that's my problem because I would be answering the door in my panties and nipple clips, do you understand she asked? She said I could call off the whole deal now or I had to go all the way one way or the other it was up to me. Now here I stand with a huge plug up my ass and clips pinching my nipples and panties on and huge hard on and she asks if I want to stop NOT FAIR. Of course I said yes I want to keep going, hoping no one would come to the door. She then told me to get her a drink a bottle of water a large bottle of water with a smile she said she needed to keep up her water diet. As the afternoon went on I did some laundry for her and started dinner when she call me to the back porch and said she had to pee and wanted to pee in the back yard. Now we do have a fence but its a field fence and it was still day light so I look around and then asked where? She walked me out about 30 feet into the back yard and told me to lay down and get ready. She then squatted over my face looking away from me and out came the large bottle of water I was hard as a rock just from being outside in the day light with panties and the clips on where some may see me but when she started peeing in my mouth in the back yard I almost came right there. Now she had several times tighten the screws on the clips and had hung clothes pins on the chain so as I was cleaning her up she reached back and pull several times on the chain and said Thank You now go finish dinner.
Before dinner she had me come into the living room and sit at her feet and paint her toe nails (2 coats) it needed extra color. The plug was still in my butt so sitting on the floor just pushed in deeper and she kept moving to make me move and in turn it just kept moving the plug around Again rock hard. When I was done with her toe nails and rubbing her feet she told me to stand up and then she saw the precome on my panties and she said she felt sorry for me and pulled my cock out of the panties and started to suck and lick my cock holding it with one hand and then she reach around and got hold of the end of the butt plug and started working in and out of my ass she would pull it out the 3 inches till the large ball was opening me up and then she would shove it back in. She kept this up till I was about to come and then she just stopped put my very water cock back in my panties and told me to go change for dinner that I had made a mess of my panties. As she walked away she smiled and said wear the white ones with the frilly tops. She know these are the ones that get the most wear I really like the way they feel and look.
When I got to the kitchen to set up dinner she had already done so, she had a regular plate and regular serving and I had very small plate and small serving she then told me she did not want me to full for after dinner with a big smile. Now I was wondering what she had in mind for after dinner the comment earlier about her fist kept coming to mind but she had not done that in a long time so I was not sure. At this point she said she had to pee so lets go, so out the back door we go again it was a little darker outside this time she told me to take my panties off also and lay down she then slide hers off and flipped her skirt up and rubbed her pussy and then squatted over me and took my cock in her hands as she peed she was jerking me off when she finished peeing and I clean her up then she just stopped again and got up and told me dinner was getting cold and walk back into the house after I got dressed as it was I went back to the dinner table to eat. Now sitting on a kitchen chair with the plug was like sitting on the floor it kept me hard trough out dinner. After dinner she went to the living room to watch tv as I cleaned up the dinner table and the kitchen when I was almost done she said she was going to the bedroom and to come in when the kitchen was done. I got done in record time.
When I got to the bedroom she was on the bed with her vibrator and a large didlo in her pussy she told me she needed to have a large cock for a change and kept on using her toys as she was getting close she told me to to take over using the didlo so she could lay back and feel like she was getting lay by a real man with a really big cock not your little dick. After she came she had to pee so I got to clean up her come and her pee at the same time. Then she said I had been a good boy and now it was my turn so she told me to get up on the bed on my knees and and she then got out the lube, now I was sure she was going to try and use her fist on my asshole. She started by taking off the panties and then covering my ass and cock with lube it was dripping of me! Then she told me to push out the plug as she was pulling and she pulled very slowly to help get me as open as she could for her hand. When the largest of the balls came out she pushed it back in slowly and then out again several times each time I was moaning it felt sooo good. She told not to dare come yet and then she took the plug out all the way I felt empty but not for long. She slide 3 fingers in and then laughed she said she could use all 4 fingers my asshole was so open and then she did just that. Several minutes later she said she was going to use her whole hand she got most of it in but could not get past the knuckles so she told me start using her hand as a cock start fucking her hand with my ass. After several tries her hand slide in to the wrist and she then started to fuck my ass with her hand and to pull on my cock with her other one. After 8 or 10 strokes I told her I was going to come and yes she stop again she told me she wanted to watch my face as she was fucking me so I had to turn over with her whole hand and several inches of her forearm up my ass I told her I was not sure I could and she said if you want to come you will and gigled. She was moving her fingers around inside me and come was dripping from my cock so he had me hold my hand under my cock as she kept moving her fingers to get as much as I could and then she told me to eat my come and roll over like she told me to. Well after several trys I got on my back and she told me to look into her eyes as she started to move her whole arm in and out of my ass there was several inches of her forearm and her hand up my ass I have never been so full before as she was fucking my ass she bent down and started to suck my cock. As I started to move my cock in her mouth it was moving her hand in my ass! The feeling was great and then she told me to come in her mouth as she was looking into my eyes and she swallow my cock again I came like never before. She was forced to swallow my come as she could not get to the bathroom with her forearm still up my ass. The rest of my time home was fun and my sore ass was a constant reminder of my First Evening Home.
-the end-
Me and My Teachers
When I was 13 I moved from private to state school. It was a massive change but by the time I was in year 10 I had a large amount of close friends and had settled in well. One of the things I noticed was that there were a few very sexy teachers. Being a teenager and going to an all boy’s school always made me incredibly horny whenever I saw one of these teachers.
After sitting through a boring morning of maths then Physics I went to the field at the back of the school where me and my mates meet at break. We talked about all things that teenagers talk about: films, fit girls and what we were going to do at the weekend. As always the talk moved to whoever we would rather fuck: Mrs. Smith or Miss Jones. Let me tell you a little bit about both of them. Mrs Smith was a 45 year old woman who was the biggest MILF you could ever meet. She had long brown hair with brown eyes. She always wore tight fitting dresses that showed of her perfect tits which were probably about a 34d. She also had an amazing ass that was an ass that an 18 year old girl would be proud of. Miss Jones on the other hand was completely different. She was a small Scottish woman but who was the kind of women who wanted sex all the time. They both did! Miss Jones had a small pair of boobs, only about a 30b but they were still gorgeous. She also had an ass that was perfect for a 32 year old.
Just then the bell rang and then talking of the devil Mrs Smith came over to tell us to go inside to next lesson. Everybody got up to go including me. Just then Mrs Smith bent down to pick up a piece of rubbish of the floor and I got a perfect view of her ass as she was bent over. I stared for a second to long and she saw me starring at her ass when she stood back up. I think she pretended not to notice but my face had turned bright red. As I started walking back to the school I reached into my bag and checked what lesson I had. English with............ Mrs. Smith! I couldn’t look her in the eye as I walked into the classroom passing her in the doorway. I was usually quite good at English but today I just couldn’t concentrate. Every time I had a moment to think all I could think about was her ass wiggling on my face and me spraying my cum all over her beautiful tits. She also always had the top two buttons undone of her blouse so that I could see just enough cleavage to make my teen cock rock hard. The lesson just seemed to drag on and on and I needed to get out of the classroom as quick as I could as my imagination was causing my balls serious problems. I needed to go and relieve myself by going and having a quick wank. I just had to wait it out though and 15 minutes later the bell rang for lunch and I got up to go with the rest of the class. I was practically running out the classroom when I heard Mrs. Smith’s voice behind me calling me back.
‘Brett, would you be kind enough to wait behind for 10 minutes please?’ she said. I gritted my teeth at the thought of having to hide my erection for another 10 minutes in the company of a hot, middle aged woman. She got straight to the point after asking me to sit down.
‘Now Brett, are you going to be kind enough to tell me why I caught you staring at my ass at the end of break?’ I gulped and started to go red. I couldn’t find the words as I opened my mouth the closed it again. She answered for me. ‘So you’re a pervert are you? You like staring at people for your own sexual needs?’
I blurted out ‘No Miss, I just whenever I see you I get a massive rush and instantly get a hard on.’
She smirked a little and started playing with her hair, twirling it around her fingers slowly. ‘Well it is nice to be appreciated by someone, even if he is a third of my age. I wish my husband did.’
‘If I was your husband I’d always tell you how good you look,’ I said growing in confidence.
She smiled again and walked other to the door and pulled down the blind and then locked the door. I smiled nervously not quite expecting what to happen next. I found out what she was going to do. She came over to me and sat on my lap. I could feel my boner digging into to her ass as she whispered dirtily in my ear.
‘For the next 15 minutes I’m all yours you stud!’ I was shocked but obeyed. I picked her up and carried her over to her desk. I put her on it and started unbuttoning her blouse. As I took it of it revealed a pink bra with a black playboy bunny on the left cup. I swallowed not quite sure what to say as I unhooked her bra and gaped as her perfect tits fell away from it. As a teenager I had had a fair share of action. I had a girlfriend who has given me a blowjob and I’ve sucked her boobs and stuff like that. But this was different. While my girlfriends’ boobs were still developing Mrs Smith’s were amazing, big and bouncy. I started sucking on a nipple and then the other and she let out a moan of enjoyment. I felt her undoing the buttons on my shirt and then taking it off with my help. I played a fair amount of sport and was the year 10 rugby captain so I had a pretty muscular body. She started feeling me along my shoulders and my abs as she pulled me closer to her. I felt her boobs and then slowly moved my hands down her back until I got a feel of that perfect ass of hers. It was so tight but had just enough meat on it to make it have something to grab hold of. I slowly started pulling down her skirt until she was naked apart from her tights. She undid my belt buckle and then yanked my school trousers down to my ankles. My cock struck out miles and my boxers where soaked with precum. She smiled and then pulled down my boxers. My cock finally felt fresh air as she started licking my head. I didn’t have the biggest dick, probably about 7 inches but it was big enough as she just about fitted it in her mouth. She started slowly sucking but then built up the pace. After needing to cum for so long it was only about a minute before I told her I was about to spray my goo all over her. She carried on sucking until I started pumping my load down her throat. After 3 shoots I pulled out and sprayed a few more loads on her tits. She was covered in my cum already!
After a minute she said how amazing that was and started sucking my dick again. It only took me about a minute to get back to my full on hardness as she started deepthroating my dick. I shoved it violently down her throat and she held it there for about 20 seconds. I pulled out my hard cock covered in spit and cum and then moved down to pull down her leggings. I was shocked by the lack of underwear but this only made me hornier. I lay her on the table and moved down so my face was just above her pussy. I smelt its aroma and it smelt so good. There was no hair on it at all. She was shaved all over. I slowly lowered my tongue and started to lick her pussy. She started groaning and grabbed the back of my hair and shoved my head right in towards her pussy. I licked faster and builded up the pace. She made more noise and I wondered why no one had disturbed us yet. I didn’t care through as I found her clit and slowly suck on it. She loved it and her body jerked as she almost screamed out. She started telling me to shove my cock up her pussy and I didn’t need a second invitation. Here I was about to lose my virginity with my hot English teacher!
I guided my dick into her pussy and thrust forward. She let out a soft moan as I pushed in a second time, and then a third. I started to push harder and faster and she pushed back. I was groaning and so was she as my cock slipped out. I spat on it and then shoved it back in. She loved it rough and was biting down on her skirt to stop herself screaming. After a couple of minutes I slowed again and pulled out. I turned her around into doggy style and pushed my cock back in. I shoved harder and harder and faster and faster as she shoved back just as hard. I moved my hands away from her ass and hips and grabbed her swinging, perfect tits. I gave them a squeeze and she let out a little high pitched shriek. I pulled out soon after and gave her a long kiss. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she pushed back as we kissed for about a minute. I spat my spit into her mouth and she spat back all our mixed spit onto my cock. She then whispered in my ear ‘shove that cock up my ass.’ I obliged willingly.
First through I sat her on her knees on top of the desk and moved in behind her. I pulled apart her ass cracks and then stuck my tongue up her ass. I thought it would be disgusting and I had said I would never do it but it was so good and Mrs Smith loved it. I shoved my whole tongue up her ass and licked. It tasted so good. She then said that she wanted to taste her ass so I pulled my tongue out and pushed it into her mouth. She loved the taste and begged for more so I repeated this a couple more times. My cock was bored so I spat into her asshole and she spat into my hand which I fingered into her ass. I prepared to push my cock into her ass and thrust forward. After a couple more pushes and some big, loud moans from her I was in. I thrust, slowly at first but then quickening in pace deep up the ass. She bit down hard on her skirt as I destroyed that beautiful ass. I started to feel blood rush to my cock and then my balls began to tingle. In between thrusts I let her know I was going to cum soon so she told me to pull out of her. I did so and she jumped of the desk and waited underneath me with her mouth open waiting to take my cum. I wanked my cock for a couple of strokes before my cock started spraying cum all over her. It went in her mouth and all over her face and as I lowered my cock all over her tits. I saw my cum starting to slowly drip down towards her pussy. She caught it and wiped it onto her tummy. She looked up at me with lustful, sexy eyes and just said to me ‘wow!’
Just then there was a knock on the door. We both scrabbled on our clothes and tried to look as normal as we could even through the desks were all out of line, we were both covered in sweat and Mrs. Smith had strands of cum in her hair. After a minute she opened the door and in walked Miss Jones. I was shocked and had to quickly hide my lustful smile as she walked in talking to Mrs Smith. She noticed me and then quickly whispered in Mrs. Smith to go out and talk in private. They walked back out. I tried to tidy myself up. I wiped away as much sweat as I could and tidied up my uniform. I stopped as Mrs Smith walked back into the room without Miss Jones. She lent in and gave me a big opened mouth kiss and her tongue danced across my teeth. She then told me I had been brilliant and that I should probably get going as it was nearly end of lunch. She gave me one more kiss and then I left the room and walked out to the back field to catch up with my mates. The whole way I was trying to spit out the taste of her juices as I didn’t want it to be too obvious what had just happened.
Then the next day as I stood outside my chemistry lab waiting to be let in I suddenly wondered what Mrs Smith and Miss Jones and been talking about. Could it have been about me? I didn’t worry too much until I remembered who my chemistry teacher was. Miss Jones. She let us in and we had the same lesson that we always had. Practical then write-up. As usual I spent half my time looking at her pert little boobs and her tight ass. As the end of the lesson approached we packed away our things and waited to leave. Miss Jones tugged my arm back as I turned to leave signalling me to stay back for a minute. I waited until everyone had left before asking her what was up. She replied in a questionable but knowing voice:
‘Did you and Mrs Smith have fun yesterday lunchtime?’ I tried to pretend I didn’t know what she was talking about but my bright red cheeks and ears gave it away as I tried to lie my way out. I finally nodded and she smirked. ‘Mrs Smith tells me that you are one of the best fucks she has ever had.’ I’m going to get straight to the point now Brett, after school today I want you to come back to my house and fuck me!’ I was shocked and she could see it in my eyes. ‘Yes I know it’s weird but I want your big cock!’ ’Just tell whoever is picking you up this afternoon I’m going to be giving you some extra help in Chemistry. I slowly nodded my head smiling.
The next day after texting my step mum who was the one who was going to be picking me up later that day I waited 20 minutes to make sure no pupil saw me before going over and waiting by Miss Jones car. She arrived 5 minutes later and smiled before unlocking the car for me to go inside. She got in herself before looking at me and then slowly moving her hand over my school trousers and towards my cock. She grabbed it through the material and leaned over the gear stick to kiss me. It lasted a good minute before she pulled away from the kiss. By this time she had undid the zipper on my trousers and had my semi hard cock in her hand. She slowly started working it up and down making it hard as I let out soft moans. She leaned over and licked the head and pulled back out with a tongue full of pre cum. She leaned in again and took the whole of my dick in her mouth and deep throated it. I loved it and took hold of the back of her head and slowly throated fucked her pushing her head down onto my cock. She kept this up for about 5 or 6 minutes before I moaned I was about to cum and then starting pumping loads of my sticky substance down her throat. At this time she was still in the deep throat position and I saw cum dribbling out of her mouth and onto my boxers. Half a minute later she pulled away and swallowed my seed.
‘Yum yum!’ she said looking at me with big, lustful eyes. She then pulled away and we drove to her house. She lived near the school, only about 5 minutes, just enough time for my cock to go back to flacid. She opened her door and I followed her inside. She asked if I wanted a drink and I said I did so you went off to get them. I sat down and looked around. Bloody hell this woman loved sex! She had sex magazines in her shelves and a stack of hardcore porn movies next to her TV. I felt something under me and lifted up to find a massive dildo. This thing must have been 10 inches long. I hope my dick could do the same amount of damage as this could! She came back holding two glasses of lager, one of which she handed to me.
‘Aw I see you have found one of my collections,’ she said indicating at the dildo. ‘I have about 10 of these, all different sizes.’
‘Fucking hell, you love sex!’ I exclaimed and she smiled and nodded lustfully. The next minute she had put her drink down and jumped on me. I was shocked as she shoved her tongue into my mouth and starting feeling my chest. I quickly got back into the mood and grabbed her small, pert tits with one hand and grasped her lovely ass in the other. She pulled off for a minute and undid her blouse revealing a blue bra. I quickly took of my shirt as well. She got down on her knees and pulled down my trousers and my boxers in one and grabbed my flacid cock. She quickly brought it back to life by wanking and sucking me. God she was good! After a couple of minutes she pulled away and started taking off her bra leaving my cock a salivary, pre cum mess. Her tits where so good as she took of the bra and moved over towards me so I could get a good feel. I ran my hands over them and gave them a squeeze before taking her big nipples in my mouth and sucking them until they where rock solid. She was groaning and I could tell she loved it.
She went back to my cock and worked it again deep throating it and then sucking my balls. After another two or three minute she pulled away again and undid the button on her tight trousers. I grabbed them and yanked them down revealing a light blue thong which only just covered her pussy. I turned her around and gave her ass a smack. She bent over so it was right in my face and wiggled it about. She turned back around and demanded me to take of the thong. I didn’t need telling twice as I pulled it down revealing a shaven pussy with just a landing strip above her opening. I moved my head forward and started licking it sticking my tongue deep inside. It only took me a minute to find her clit and I started giving it a good sucking.
‘I’m gunna cum!!!’ she screamed and she wasn’t wrong as her legs shaked and I was hit in the face by her squirt. I opened my mouth and took in her lovely taste as I lasted a good 10 seconds. ‘That was amazing!’ she moaned as I moved my head back in to lap up any remaining pussy juice. After a minute she moved back down to my virtually forgotten cock and took it in her mouth again. Finally after about another 5 minutes I moaned I was going to cum and she moved back as I wanked myself before pumping 5 or 6 loads onto her pert tits. I lay back on the sofa as she licked any remaining cum of my cock. She moved up and lay on top of me smiling. ‘There’s just one more part left now,’ she said.’
‘And what is that?’ I replied teasingly.
‘You’re gunna take me over to the kitchen table and ram that cock into me.’ I lifted her up and carried her over to the table before laying her onto it. I moved my head down and started licking her out again slowly sucking on her clit before building up the pace. After only about a minute she screamed she was going to squirt again. And she wasn’t wrong. I opened my mouth as another tidal wave of pussy juice hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it all and then started licking again.
‘You really are the squirt queen aren’t you?’ I grinned. She moaned again and told me she wanted my cock back in her mouth. I shoved it back in and she gladly accepted it and quickly sucked it. After a minute she told me she wanted it in her pussy now. I moved into position before slowly pushing in. I slide in and out in her sopping wet snatch before she demanded I went harder and faster. I did as she said and for the next minute with me on top I shoved my cock into her pussy with my ball sack smacking into her ass. She moaned and once again squirted, this time all over my cock and chest. I pulled out and licked it up again as she groaned in sexual delight. I turned her around she this time she was on top bouncing up and down on my cock with me grabbing her beautiful tits. After another couple of minutes unbelievable she squirted AGAIN! This time all over my upper body and face. Once again I licked it up before moving her over again so this time I was behind her.
‘Shove it up my ass!’ she screamed. I bent down and spread her ass cheeks before licking her up her hole. I stuck my tongue up as far as it would go. I loved the taste and the smell of her pussy and ass and she loved me licking them. I pulled out my tongue before sticking two fingers up her wet asshole and fingering her quickly. She screamed and I saw another wave of pussy juice spill out on to the table. It was time for me to stick my cock up there now and I did pushing slowly at first before building up the pace.
‘FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!’ she cried as I banged my cock in and my balls banged into her dripping cunt. Once last time pussy juice squirted out before I was moaning I was going to cum and I did right up her ass. I pumped and pumped it out squeezing every last drop I had out of my balls before pulling out. As I did cum spilled out with it all over the table. She spun around and gave me a big open mouthed kiss as I stuck two fingers into her cunt before pulling them out and licking them.
At this point there was a horn outside. Shit! It was my step mum picking me up. How time flies when you’re having fun! Miss Jones chucked me a cloth and I wiped my face trying to clear away all the sweat and pussy juice that I could. I scrabbled on my clothes and as I turned to leave Miss Jones called after me.
‘Brett, If your still having trouble with Chemistry I could help you some more tomorrow if you like?’ she said winking at me.
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Mr. Miller Begins Using Me
This is a sequel to Cornfield Rape -- It's fantasy.
I didn’t know how long I’d been unconscious but from the light outside it was past morning. I also knew no one was going to miss me, I’d told my parents I was spending the weekend with my ‘friends’ the ones who had sent me into the cornfield and gotten me into this mess to begin with. I was tied to the bed naked, my arms above my head and each leg to a corner so I was spread wide open. I ached all over, my cunt and ass were sore. I started to cry as I remembered last night, how Mr. Miller had raped my mouth and had Duke rape my virgin cunt. I remembered the dog’s cock sliding up inside me, growing larger till I thought I’d be ripped in two. I had passed out.
I lay there shaking but realized in shame that I’d stopped crying. As I recalled the events from last night my cunt had gotten moist. Duke moved, sniffing and he made a whimpering sound but then just put his head on his paws. He lay right between my legs, and I couldn’t help thinking of how his tongue had felt lapping at me. Was Mr. Miller right, was I just a slut? I felt my cunt contract as I thought about it and liquid dripped out of me. I didn’t know if it was just me or if the dog’s cum from last night was still there. Duke whimpered again and rolled over, I saw his pink cock coming out of its sheath. I hadn’t seen it last night, but I saw it now and I imagined what it would feel like if I touched it. Of course I couldn’t, my hands were tied.
Duke was a good dog. He’d obviously been told to stay and he wasn’t going anywhere. He also wasn’t coming to lick me. It wasn’t too long that I lay there confused about what I was feeling before I heard a door open then heavy footsteps. Soon the door to the little room I was in opened and Mr. Miller walked in. He looked me and Duke over and smiled. He crossed towards the bed staring down at my spread cunt. He reached down with a large hand and ran a finger up my snatch. My hips bucked up wildly and I turned my head embarrassed to be acting that way. “Fuck girl, I know Duke didn’t touch you but you’re wet. You thinking about me slut?”
I whimpered keeping my head turned away. I couldn’t tell him I’d been thinking about Duke’s cock, or even about his cock raping my mouth last night. What would that make me. His hand came down with a crack against my bald cunt and I yelped turning to look up at him. “Answer me slut. You get wet thinking about me, or was it my dog here?” I bit my lips and he smacked my cunt again hard. “Answer now!”
Crying in shame I stammered out. “Both … sir. I was thinking about you both.” He smiled and ran his hand up my snatch again over my flat belly to my tits. My tits were standing straight up because my hands were tied above me, and my nipples were hard. He took one between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it hard. “Good slut. I knew you liked it. Now, I just saw your paw at the feed store so I know he doesn’t expect you till tomorrow morning.” His smile turned sharper as he brought his other hand up to start pinching my free tit and smacked his lips. “I got a whole nother day and night to play with you slut. You’re going to love it. “ Without warning one of his hands flashed up and slapped me across the face hard. I yelped and started crying harder. “That’s just a warning slut. If you displease me I will hurt you. Do you believe me?” I cried and nodded my head. He slapped me hard again. “Answer me, say it.” I looked up at him, and nodded then said. “Yes sir. I believe you sir.”
“Good.” He started to untie my feet. “Don’t kick, bite or scream. We’ll be just fine. I’m going to untie you and take you to the bathroom so you can wash your filthy slutty body. “ He did untie me and I lay as still as I could. I knew I couldn’t fight him, and worse yet part of me didn’t want to. He left my hands tied and pulled me by the rope out of the room. I saw we were in a farmhouse and I guessed his, but he led me down the hall to the bathroom before I could see much more. He pushed me into the bathtub. “Kneel down slut.” I nodded mumbling “Yes sir.” After I dropped to my knees in the bathtub he turned the water on, and got it to a comfortable warm temperature. He looked me over, then smiled as he unzipped his pants and pushed them down. He wasn’t wearing underwear and his ten inch cock hung partially erect. I couldn’t help stare at it, just like I hadn’t really been able to see the dog’s cock last night I’d only gotten glimpses of Mr. Miller’s huge fuckpole.
“You like it slut?” He reached up and took hold of the base standing it up. I felt my nipples harden as I looked at it, felt myself blush then nodded. “Yes sir.” He laughed. “Well you’ll get plenty of it, but right now I gots to take care of something else.” Then still holding the base of his cock pointed at me, he let out a stream of piss. I saw it, not believing it then it hit me right in the face. I yelped and turned my head away only to have Mr. Miller reach over and grab my short brown hair yanking me to look at him. “Did I tell you to look away cunt?” He pulled my hair hard so my neck titled back. I cried out in pain. He pushed closer to the side of the bathtub. “You look away from me you get punished. I was just going to piss your face, now..” He twisted my hair in his hand and I screamed. As soon as I opened my mouth he aimed his cock and squirted piss right inside. “Keep your mouth open slut … toilet … “ He demanded and this time the piss didn’t stop. He kept pissing his aim was good and most of it hit my mouth. It began to run out and dribble down my cheeks. “Swallow it slut, drink it like the nasty cunt we both know you are.” He fisted my hair again, and it hurt so bad I couldn’t scream with my mouth full and I automatically swallowed the nasty golden liquid in my mouth. The stream kept coming and I felt my mouth filling up again, and he pulled my hair I swallowed my second load of piss. What was wrong with me, it was gross but I felt my nipples hardening as he used my mouth as his toilet. As the stream faded he pulled his cock back and aimed, squirting the last shots out over my hard nipples, laughing. “Fuck girl, your nipples are good targets. They’re hard you like my piss don’t you?” He raised his hand when I didn’t answer, but before he could land the slap I panted out. “Yes sir, yes I like your piss.”
He smiled lowering his hand. “Good girl, you’re learning your place.” He reached over and got a washcloth, then soaped it up. He started with my cunt. He rubbed the cloth roughly over it forcing my legs wider as he washed. “Tell me slut, you got titties but no hair on your cunt you bleed yet?” I blinked at him, not understanding what he was asking. He reached up and slapped me. “Answer the question you get periods?” I shook my head. “No sir. Not yet.” He pushed the cloth up inside my cunt, I could feel his fingers working around as he cleaned me. I could feel myself getting wetter. “Hmmm..that’s good, little fucking girl slut.” He finished with my cunt and made quick work of washing the rest of me. By the time he was finished though I was still dripping wet between the legs. He just smiled. “You like me touching you don’t you slut?” I nodded instantly. “Yes sir.”
He led me out of the bathroom, back to the bedroom I had woken up in. He pushed me on the bed, and stood there stroking his cock which had gotten hard as he washed me. “Do I need to tie you down again cunt?” I shook my head. “No sir.” His hand moved up and down his hard ten inch shaft. “That’s good. If I don’t have to tie you down it’s not rape is it slut. It’s not rape because you want my cock in your thirteen year old cunt don’t you?” I was mesmerized watching his hand slide up and down his shaft and only nodded. Quick as a snake he reached out and slapped me. “Yes sir, yes I want your cock.” I whimpered, so ashamed that it was true. “That’s good, you’re going to get it but not yet. Lay back and spread your legs.”
I lay back on the bed and spread my legs. I could see him staring down at me stroking his cock. “Wider cunt spread them wide and pull your legs up.” I did what he said, putting my feet up on the bed, then letting my knees fall wide apart. “God your pink bald hole is so pretty.” He muttered. “Touch it, reach down and touch your little fuckhole slut.” My hands were shaking, because I knew this was really the turning point. If I did this, could I really say he’d forced me. Before I finished the thought I realized I was rubbing my cunt, and it was dripping wet. I moaned. “Good slut, feel how wet you are. Put a finger in there. Fuck yourself for me baby.” I slipped a finger inside, it was the first time I’d ever fingered myself. I felt how warm I was inside and soft, but I was disappointed because my finger didn’t feel as good as being fucked by Duke. Mr. Miller laughed. “Not enough baby? Your little whole want more, shove another finger in, shove three in I want to see you cum all over your little hand like a whore.” I was shivering with excitement, I hated what he was saying to me but it made me hotter when he talked like that. I pushed another finger in, and found he was right I could get three fingers in and it almost felt stretched as tight as Duke’s cock had been. I started pumping my hand faster into my cunt and it felt so good. It felt better when I looked up and saw Mr. Miller watching me closely his eyes bright at he stroked his cock. “Hell yeah, fuck that little snatch baby .. fuck yourself for me.” And then it happened, I felt it rolling through my body and I was cumming all over my own hand. I was so confused, I cried as I came knowing what a dirty slut I was for doing this and it only made me hotter. When my cum was finished Mr. Miller smiled down at me. “Spread your little cunt open slut, reach down and spread it so I can see inside.” I did what he said quickly. Using both hands I pulled my lips apart, and got wetter as he stared down at me. “You like that slut, you like showing that baby cunt to me don’t you?” I moaned. “Yes sir.” He moved closer and holding his dick he began to run it up and down my dripping tight cunt. “Mmm..you’re so fucking soft and wet.” He pushed the head of his cock right up in me but no further. Using his hand he moved it up and down, getting it wet. Then he pulled it out of me. “Get down on the floor cunt, get on your knees in front of me.”
I slid off the bed dropping to my knees and he held his cock in front of my face. “See your fuck juice cunt? Lick it off … sluts like to eat cunt juice.” I moaned I couldn’t help it. I knew I shouldn’t like it but my body was on fire. I leaned forward and lapped at Mr. Miller’s huge cock tasting my own little girl cum on it. He titled his head back thrusting his hips out. “Oh yeah slut, lick it off.” I lapped his head till it was clean, then he looked down and took my head in his hands holding it still while he fed his cock into my tiny mouth. Last night he’d fucked my mouth hard, and as he begin to do it again I came instantly moaning around the huge cock as it slid down my throat till I gagged. He fucked my face hard and fast for a few minutes, then pulled out gasping. “You need more practice cunt, but I’m going to cum in that tight baby fuck hole not your mouth. Duke!” He shouted and the dog came into the room. I should have been disgusted but I only got wetter as Duke climbed up on the bed.
Mr. Miller picked me up off the floor and took me towards the bed. He put me face first so I was leaning over the bed with my ass facing him. “Spread your legs so I can watch your cunt get wetter while you stroke Duke.” I spread my legs but didn’t know exactly what he wanted me to do with the dog. He slapped my ass hard. “Put your hand out and start rubbing his cock slut. You know where it is.” Duke was laying on his back on the bed in front of me, and I did. I reached out and touched his cock, which was inside his sheath, the dog whimpered as soon as I touched it and his pink shaft poked out. “That’s right slut, rub it till it’s hard then keep rubbing his doggie cock. You like that doggie cock.” I felt my cunt getting so wet as I rubbed the dog hard. It didn’t take long till his whole red hot cock was in my hand and I was pumping it fast. Mr. Miller came up behind me, and slid a finger into my cunt. “Dripping wet, like a good slut. You like that dog’s cock don’t you slut?”
“Yes sir, I love this dog’s cock.” I almost came just saying it. Mr. Miller laughed and slid another finger into my snatch. “Lean over and suck it, practice on Duke’s cock slut. You have to be a good cocksucker to keep me happy.” I couldn’t believe I was doing this but I leaned over and put the tip of the dog’s cock in my mouth. Duke went wild, he started humping my mouth and I tried to pull back but Mr. Miller used his free hand to force my head down. “No, slut you let him fuck you. Let him use your mouth … that’s what your holes are for … to get used by cock, whatever cock I want.” He moaned as he watched his dock start to fuck my face and his fingers slid out of me. Suddenly I felt something much larger and in one swift move he shoved all ten inches of his cock up my tiny thirteen year old cunt.
I screamed around Duke’s pistoning cock gagging and crying. Last night Mr. Miller had raped my mouth while his dog raped my pussy, today it was the opposite. I was loving it just as much though. As Mr. Miller began to fuck me hard I felt like I was going to split apart, I was too little for his huge cock but he didn’t care. “Oh yeah little slut, take those cocks love the cocks, cum all over me.” He was panting and fucking me leaning over me watching his dog fuck my mouth. I felt myself squirming on the bed and suddenly realized I wasn’t even trying to get away, I was fucking against Mr. Miller’s huge cock then driving my mouth over the dog’s cock. I exploded, cumming hard over Mr. Miller’s cock. “Fuck slut, you love it…. You’re such a good little girl, such a good little slut .. such ….AHHHHH!” And Mr. Miller shot hot fuckjuice up my tiny cunt just as Duke let his load loose. I felt Mr. Miller’s cum leaking out of my stuffed pussy, but I could see Duke’s flowing out of my mouth no matter how fast I swallowed.
They both finished and Duke rolled away from me. Mr. Miller pumped up into me one last time, then pulled out. He flipped me over so I was laying face up on the bed, and took one of my hands down to my cunt. He made me scoop his cum up then pushed my hand into my mouth. “Lick it up cunt…” He smiled down at me. “I’m not going to tie you up, but I’m locking you in. I’ll be back in an hour or so.” And that was it, he’d used me and now he just left me dripping cum out of my cunt and mouth all alone and knowing that I’d do whatever else he wanted to just get more.
-the end-
