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The Choice

By: whispy_sub



Christina smiled as she leaned back in her recliner. The patent leather of her bodysuit rasped as she crossed one of her legs over the other. With her eyes closed, she sucked in a deep, satisfying breath. Then her eyes fluttered open, and focused on a nude, kneeling man in the corner. "Tell me again why you are here boy."

The young man shifted his weight from his right knee to his left. "I wanted to know what it was like to experience submission, Miss Christina." He felt her eyes on his naked body like they were a pair of probing hands. He casts his eyes to the stone floor.

Christina placed a lit cigarette between her sanguine lips and took a long drag. She sat silent for a moment, almost as if she was considering the young man's response, and then let the blue-grey smoke billow from her open mouth. "Are you sure about this boy? Do you truly think you are ready to know what it is like to submit?"

His eyes left the floor momentarily to meet Christina's green gaze. "Yes Miss, I am ready."

"Very good, boy," She ground the cigarette into an ashtray and rose to her high heeled feet. Christina strode towards the young man; each of her steps sent a clicking echo to reverberate through the stone chamber. As she stood before him, she slid a finger through her hair, tucking the shoulder length strands behind an ear. "Oh so very good."

With this striking woman standing directly before him, the man began to tremble. His fingers clenched and the nails dug into his bare thighs. "What would you like for me to do, Miss Christina?"

Christina stooped down. She bent her knees and back and lowered herself until she was almost eye level with the man. She brushed her delicate fingers against his cheek and let them thread through his short hair. She then bunched up a handful of his hair and wrenched his head back until his wide eyes were directly in line with hers. Her expression remained calm. "For one, you are not to speak unless spoken to. Do you understand boy?"

Shaken, the young man nodded his head up and down. He could sense the faint but distinct aroma of perfume. "Yes. Yes Miss"

"Good boy." Christina rose up to her feet. She cut quite an impressive figure with her shoulder length blonde hair and her athletic yet shapely body. Her patent leather gave her almost a menacing aura. Christina knew this very well. She knew that her sexuality was an easy way to open the door of a man's submission, and she took advantage of it to her fullest extent.

Christina placed one hand on her waist and cocked a hip as she looked down at the cowing man at her feet. She smiled and inched closer just a bit. She then pinched the shiny zipper handle that dangled at her waist line and tugged it down between her legs. As the metal teeth parted slightly, slightly wet pink flesh was visible between.

The man began to shake visibly. His chest heaved up and down as he felt the unmistakable scent of a woman wash over him. He felt a pang in his crotch and looked down to see himself growing erect. He looked back up, Christina's hips practically at eye level, and could tell from the wet glint between the mouth of the zipper that she was aroused as well. 

Christina spun where she stood and strode over to a large dresser. As she rummaged through the top drawer, she looked over her shoulder at the kneeling man. She grinned as she realized that his eyes were firmly planted on her bobbing, leather clad bottom. She fished out what she was looking for and the man's eyes immediately sought it out with a fearful recognition. She turned, cradling the gleaming steel chastity tube in her hands. "I see you already know what this is, it saves me the trouble of explaining it to you."

Christina stepped over to her bed and placed the chastity device at the foot. She turned to face away from the still kneeling man and reached for the zipper bead still dangling between her thighs. She grasped hold and slid the clasp up, over the crease of her large bottom. Further she pulled and parted the patent leather over her lower back. She kept tugging until the zipper clasp rested between her shoulder blades, and a sliver of tanned flesh was apparent from her back to her ass. 

The young man, his eyes wide and his mouth agape, watched as Christina crawled onto the bed. As she moved onto her hands and knees, the leather bodysuit parted and slid away, revealing a buxom, naked ass and dripping womanhood. His lips parted and his erection throbbed and jerked. He let out a low moan.

Christina turned her head and looked back at the boy, grinning broadly as she noticed his angry red erection. "I have a choice for you boy. I know that you want this ass oh so badly," She arched her back to accentuate her displayed bottom. "And you may take it if you want. You can come over and ride my ass all night long if you want it bad enough."

The young man groaned. His erection practically leaped and jumped in his lap as he listened to Christina's words. His eyes traced over the line on her upper thighs where her inky black bodysuit ended and her honey flesh began. They wandered over the serpentine curve of her arched back. And they centered upon the wet pink mound just south of her tiny rear entrance.

"But then again, I'd just love to see just what kind of sissy, submissive bitch you can truly be." Her eyes flitted down at the chastity tube, then back up to the nude young man. She then whipped her head back, letting her blonde hair cascade over her back. And she waited.

The man stood slowly, his hands balling into tight fists then relaxing. His cock bobbed idly. Slowly, timidly, he padded over to the bed. His breath was a barely audible whimper as he gazed down at the device, then at Christina's wanting, waiting ass. He leaned in.

Christina threw a stare over her shoulder and grinned broadly as she saw him heft the chastity tube from the bed. She purred. "Good boy."

The Choice



We had just finished a really great session of making love and although it was late at night—since I don't get home from work until about a quarter til midnight—I still was not tired. Unfortunately the wife had to get up for work early. Since she had already cum, but I had not, and since she really wanted me to cum, she told me that, even though she was going to sleep now I could come on her anywhere I wanted. What would you do? 

Now, I have been thinking about the question a bit and I wondered what part I should cum on. I mean, after all, here it is, late at night, I have my hard, rampant, thick, 9.5" long cock in my hand and a choice to make. 

The list of possibilities was actually a lot longer than I expected. For example, I could cum on her face, shoulders, chest, in her bellybutton, on her shaven pussy, between her thighs, on her thighs, on her calves, on her feet, in her armpits (as an online lady friend, lover, slave and Mistress suggested), in her ear, on her ass, her back etc. So you can see the list of possibilities is quite long. 

Thinking upon the idea of doing something so kinky, so out of the ordinary, so unexpected (even though she asked me to do it) turned me on immensely. I have to admit that I needed no help staying hard while I thought upon what she had said, what I could do to her. 

Let's see, I suppose shooting off on her face was probably what she expected me to do. I mean, let's face it, what man doesn't love the idea of looking into the face of his lover's face covered in his cock cream? And the possibility of her, while she was sleeping, taking some of my cum down her throat and swallowing it as it leaked from her face to her mouth was definitely something that turned me on. Of course, I also know my wife doesn't swallow cum so the fact that I would be doing something forbidden whilst she slept is a great turn on for me even though, if she awoke, I would probably be told I wasn't going to have sex with her again for a great, long while. 

Then there is the possibility of shooting off on her shoulders, not really much of a turn on and I don't see how it could really present any interesting possibilities for her or me. So, of course, I dismissed that possibility out of hand. 

The chest!! Hmmmmmmmm, now there is an interesting possibility. I could, while she slept, sit over her and shoot my cum onto her chest, especially between her breasts. Now that does indeed lead to some interesting fantasies. I could use the cum between her breasts as lubrication to a slow, gentle titfucking of her while she slept. And, if she woke up, I would be in a dominant position already and could perhaps persuade her it would be in her best interest to satisfy my cock by taking it in her mouth every time it came out from between her breasts. 

I know, the breasts definitely are on my short list, but again, it is definitely something she would expect. Kinda tough not too when you give someone the option like this and you are packing 48DDs which are sitting up begging for it as you lay flat on your back. 

Then there is the option of filling her belly button to overflowing with cum. It would definitely not be a place that she expects it to occur, so that is a plus for that, not to mention that it is very close to her lovely, shaven pussy and I am sure I would feel the need to arouse her slowly with my long, dexterous fingers. I would be in a position facing her, but too far from her to let her get her mouth on my cock once she gets aroused from me playing with her pussy. She especially loves it as I excite both her clitoris and g-spot simultaneously. Yup, this option will definitely be on my short list too. 

Of course the choice of her clean, shaven pussy is also on my short list even if it is obvious. It does, I suppose make it easier for her to clean it up. Or for her to make me clean it up with my tongue. (Yes, I have done this before for her. And I have no objections to eating my cum off of my lovely wife or out of her sweet, liquid pussy) 

Then, of course, there are her thighs. Whether I cum between them or on top of them is the only question I suppose, but to me it only makes sense to cum between them as that way she can humiliate me and cover me in my own cum as she pulls my head down to eat out her pussy. And yes, I love to submit to my wife. I am switch, but she is definitely all dominant when she is in the mood. 

Cumming on her calves has the advantage of allowing me easy access from there to her feet. Using my cum, and I cum quite copiously, as a massage lotion is definitely something I had not thought about before, but definitely a possibility now. I can imagine how she would purr in her sleep as I slowly massaged her calves, her feet, maybe even eventually her pussy and puckered star as a prelude to her cumming hard. 

Her ears were possibilities, of course, every hole is, but not really a sensual one and one that I am sure would only make her wonder why. So, again, another possibility is dismissed out of hand. 

Then there is her ass. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. I know I'd love to cum deep in her nice tight ass. What man wouldn't when faced with a nice pear-shaped ass that is tight and just built, or so it seems to me, for fucking long, hard, deep and slow. Alas, my wife would probably kill me, or at the very least cut my cock off after doing this, since she tried anal sex with a former lover of hers and she was hurt so badly by it she swore she would never do it again. As much as the idea is a turn-on to me, as much as I have done it in the past with lovers who wished me to do that to them almost exclusively, I would not subject my unready, knowingly unwilling wife to my cock given that it is as long as it is and the fact that it is as thick as a coke can. Yet another possibility is shot down as a result of these facts. 

Which leaves me to the last possibility on my list, her back. The idea of shooting off there, when she is sleeping on her side, and covering her in my jism could work. I especially like the idea that when she rolls back to the position of sleeping on her back she would smear my juices on her and be sleeping in a puddle of her own creation. 

What should I do? What will I do? I am not sure yet, but I do know this, the longer I wait to do this, the longer I prolong making my decision, the more juices I am going to have to cover her body with. 

What would you do dear reader? Maybe you'd like to let me know. 

Me, I am going to make my decision soon. I'll let you know. If you are really, really interested in knowing.



The Choice



It was another Halloween night in the sleepy port town of Hennessey somewhere on the coastline of Maine. 

On the Old Woodsmen bridge stood an imposing figure of a man as the sun set; he was a tall slender man and black as pure ebony. A black cloak billowed out from his body forced away by the retreating autumn breeze to revel that he wore a small axe strapped to his hip. Quietly he sat down with legs crossed on the far end of the bride facing away from the town and began to chat loudly to himself. 

Had any of the townsfolk witnessed him performing such an act; he would have surly been tried as a warlock and burned immediately- but not tonight. At the finish of his chant his eyes flashed open just as a blonde, white woman stood before him on the bridge and appeared out of thin air. She wore a black cloak to match the one he wore, also billowing in the autumn breeze. Though underneath this woman's cloak held a different sort of outfit, not quite as appropriate as what pure women would be found in, for it was a black leather corset that strained at the lacing holding her ample breasts from spilling out; the corset had a short skirt that stopped just below her ass without any additional under garments and she wore thigh high leather boots complete the look.

She eyed this black man and said, "So Jack Jack, shall we have revenge tonight?"

"I am with you always, Beth," said the man now standing up and gazing at the town across the bridge.

The woman smiled wickedly looking at the town and thought of how her life had come to this. 

***

Elizabeth Giles was doing her best to not run down the path, for that would not be deemed lady like in this small port town. She tried to keep her pale yellow dress from swishing too much, while clutching the note she received from her betrothed, Joseph Hiskell, in her other hand.

They were a month away from being married, and he wrote her that he had completed his wedding gift to her. She was to come to his shop to see it as he could not wait any longer to show it to her. 

With each passing day, Elizabeth's, Beth to those that knew her, anticipation grew for her coming wedding day. She was the daughter of John Giles a wealthy landowner and was raised in all the ways of being a young lady and this included knowing that rushing to your betrothed unattended was wrong, but she did not turn back. What Beth lacked though, was an understanding of men in general. 

She obviously did not fathom the effect her young 20 year old body had on the men of the town as her parents had worked hard to keep their daughter's frame hidden away from the world. She had the most reinforced bodice to keep her 36C breasts hidden and pressed flat and they selected dresses for her that attempted to hide away her perfectly shaped ass. She was innocent and pure, ignorant of the vile thoughts that most male occupants had as she passed. 

Even her parents were delusional and their effort was much in vain though, as exampled by the young man, Nathanial, who delivered the note to her from his master. The eighteen year old boy was reduced to a shy blubbering boy when he set his eyes upon Beth, and with shaking hand handed her the note from Joseph.

She rounded the corner of the next street to see Joseph's shop come into view. As the street lanterns were already lit with dusk fast approaching, she knew that it must be something special for him to ask her to his shop at such an hour. She cast a skittish glance up and down the street and she thought improperly what the women of the town would say if they saw her entering her betrothed shop at such an hour without supervision. 

Beth faltered briefly, on the verge of turning back because would never want to cast her family in a bad light. Yet, she saw the coast clear; she quickly crossed the street and entered the shop with the ringing bell to signal her arrival. 

She started to call out to Joseph when she heard several rough noises coming from somewhere in the back. Beth gasped as a large man stepped out into the shop coming to see who had entered. It was Beradine Black, a local mercantile that she had seen have arguments with Joseph and even her father in the past. Beradine was a large stout man in his late forties with a large barreled chest and tree trunk shaped arms. 

His face showed the age and life of a rouge, with his graying hair pulled back into a pony tail, his beard roughly cropped, and his nose somewhat misshapen from being broke years ago. He grinned when his eyes fixed on Beth.

"Well, hello Elizabeth," he said sweetly, "Now, what brings you here to Joseph's shop at this hour?" as he swept the room with his eyes, "And no chaperone? Now Miss Giles, is that proper?" He started to move towards her.

"H... Hello Mr. Black. Is Joseph here, I wish to speak with him," she managed to say while her repulsion for this man grew as he approached her. She could already smell the odor of rum coming from him.

"Please Beth, call me Beradine." he said now less than a foot apart from her, causing her to take steps backwards as he approached. Soon she found herself pressed against the door with her shoulders pressed against the glass. She quickly reached around with her hand to try and open the door not wishing to be in same room with this man all the while keeping her eyes on him. 

He reached around her and grasped her hand then lowered his mouth to her ears, "What's your rush, Beth?" and then he inhaled deeply smelling her scent. Beth's heart was racing. 

He continued and said, "Joseph is in the back, I'll take you to him." His arm wrapped around her tiny waist and began to steer her towards the back of the shop. She looked up at him in alarm, as his arm around her waist ended with his hand resting on her lower stomach. This was not proper she thought and where was Joseph?

Suddenly, Beradine withdrew his arm from around her waist and shoved her hard into the back room, but at the same time grabbed the back of her dress yanking it backwards. The action caused her dress to rip completely open down the back as she collapsed onto the floor. 

Beth it the floor hard and rolled to her side then started to scream out hysterically for beside her was Joseph looking at her with dead eyes and there was man was standing over Joseph callously wiping a wicked looking dagger off on Joseph's breeches.

"What's this?" the tall slender man said as he greedily looked over the young exposed Beth and then cast a glance over to Beradine.

"Our reward for taking care of a troublesome shop keeper who thought he was better than me. I can think of no better reward than taking his bride to be," Beradine snickered as he looked down at Beth.

"You monster!" shouted Beth moving to the dead form of her betrothed, while her tattered dress fell farther from her body but held in place with the last shreds of her bodice lacing. 

Beradine walked over to the once future couple and said to his accomplice, "Hand me your knife Seth." 

Beth looked up with a tear stained face, "Take my life! I do not care. You've destroyed everything!" she yelled before she turned back to Joseph and wept.

"I will take your life, but not before I take your body!" he threatened and deftly slide the knife under the knotting of her bodice and sliced it free. Instantly her most prized treasures were sprung free. Beradine grabbed Beth and pulled her up and around to face him. At the same time Seth stepped over Joseph and went to tear off Beth's remaining garments leaving the innocent young woman before them.

Beradine looked down at Beth with a smug smile as he reached up and cupped her large pear shaped breasts that defied gravity at that young age. Without saying a word he lowered his mouth to her nipples and expertly suckled the first one, while his rough hand pinched and tweaked the other causing the nub to harden. 

Seth kneeled down in awe as his hands began to knead the perfect fleshy globes of her ass that was now before him. He rained down sloppy kisses upon her ass as his hands caressed up and down her inner thighs. 

Beradine popped Beth's nipple out of his mouth and came back up to her and said, "If you try to flee or call out for help, I will not only kill you, but I will pay your parents a visit as well." He then quickly took a step back and slowly undid his breeches. Seth seeing this stood up and did the same.

In the silence of the room with the only sound of rustled clothes as the men undressed, Beth looked up to the ceiling resigned to her fate. She was brought back to reality when Beradine grabbed her hand and brought it to something that was hard and hot, but felt like flesh as well she thought causing her to look down and realize that she was holding her penis. 

She instantly tried to withdraw, but Beradine kept her hand in place and even guided her grip up and down his shaft. Though she hated this man, she could not help but look at this appendage in amazement as it seemed to grow larger with her strokes. She then felt another hard hot rod against her ass, causing her to gasp, which only brought another wicked smile to Beradine.

"You shall not have her before I do Seth," Beradine dangerously advised his partner who at this warning took a step back but was still ran his hands over her ass and lower back perversely. 

Beradine turned his eyes back to Beth, "You have not ever seen a man's cock before, have you?" he joked. "I think you have flaunted your body for far too long in this town. Teasing me but never letting me or any of us sample your goods. That changes tonight my dear," he said with smugness. He looked lustfully at the patch of golden hair that grew between her legs and guided his hand down her stomach through her pubic hair and into the folds of her pussy.

Beth looked down at his hand as it touched her most private parts that her mother told her should only be reserved for a husband. She brought her gaze instantly up to Beradine face as a jolt of electricity hit her as he started to rub her clit. She managed to speak out, "Please, no I beg you. Take my life now."

"Now where is the fun in that for me?" he questioned as he concentrated on rubbing her clit. At the same time, Seth pressed his hot dick between her butt cheeks reached around her to fondled her breasts, twisting them cruelly which brought a yelp from Beth. She was now sandwhiched between two naked me, both taking liberties on her body. 

Beradine knew that no woman would be able to resist such assaults on their body, and especially one that was a virgin, began to move his fingers towards her pussy finding it completely betraying her and dripping as he easily slipped a finger inside. He could not resist degrading her more, "I see maybe I was wrong about her Seth, for she is dripping more than the wench down at Tully's tavern. Why Elizabeth Giles I believe you're a whore."

At this insult, she slapped him hard across the face. The reaction was swift and salvage as he brought his open palm hard across her face. The force it brought spun her body halfway around to land hard against the floor. She looked up at him with hatred in her eyes, as Beradine wiped his nose with the back of his hand and narrowed his eyes at her as he saw his blood on his hand. 

"You bitch! You will pay for that!" he roared as he grabbed her by the foot and drug her over to a rocking chair in the room. "You see this," he bellowed as he sat down on the chair while stood holding her foot, "This is what your precious Joseph made for you, so that you could rock to sleep your future children of his! Guess that won't happen!" 

She kicked him right in the gut with her other foot and tried to crawl away as she said, "You disgusting monster! You would never compare to my Joseph. You are a sad creature!"

This only pushed Beradine to further insanity as he grabbed her again by the feet and brought her struggling body to back to his. "Your limb dicked man is no comparison to me. Funny how he never had the balls to put you in your place and show you what women are truly good for, but don't you worry I will show you!" he yelled out. 

At this he lifted her up to him with her back facing him and grabbed her by the hips then called out for Seth to grab her struggling hands. Beradine lined her up with his stiff dick and then slammed her hard upon him as if driving in a spike. He grinned all the more wickedly as she screamed out in pain, which only caused him to slam her harder onto his dick. 

Beth continued to howl at the pain that was invading her body as Beradine said, "Seth show this bitch what a mouth is for, and if you," he said to Beth, "do anything other than please Seth's dick. I will torture you beyond belief!" At this he placed his strong hand on the back of her head and pushed her down upon Seth's waiting dick.

"Just lick it and suck it nice girl," Seth instructed as he was sure this woman was going to bite his dick off just to spite Beradine. Her mouth opened to scream again but was stifled as Seth's dick slid right into her mouth. She found it to be repulsive as it smelled very musky. She felt Seth's hands now upon her head forcing her to gently bob up and down on his dick. She at least appreciated to some degree that this man was not as forceful as Beradine, though she wanted him to die just as much.

By now the bleeding from the breaking of her hymen had subsided and despite what she felt, her body was starting to adjust and respond to this attack. Beth took in even more of Seth's dick in her mouth and gasped when Beradine started to work her ass hole with his finger. She quickly realized and became disgusted with herself when she noticed that her body was involuntarily pushing back on Beradine's dick and now the invading finger. 

This did not go unnoticed by Beradine as he picked up his pace and then raised up out of the chair while holding Beth straight out in front of him around her waist, causing her mouth to pop off the disappointed Seth's dick. Beth instinctively wrapped her legs around Beradine's strong thighs as best as she could. Beradine then started to thrust deep inside her, as Seth slipped down underneath Beth and started to suck and tweak her nipples. 

Beth could not take it anymore and could not help it as she let out a moan. She instantly was ashamed at herself, but could not help but moan again at the very next thrust by Beradine. His cock was sliding in and out of her with ease as she was readily coating his shaft with her juices. He grinned and said as he thrust in deep again bringing another moan from her lips, "You like this don't you," he teased.

"No," she replied but reached back to grab his free hand with hers to steady herself. Her other hand cradled Seth's head to her breasts for additional support.

Beradine started to pick up his pace as he was getting close to filling her womb with his seed. "Don't lie to me girl. You love this," he said while he pulled on her hand to help him get even deeper into her.

Poor Beth's mind was losing the battle to her body as she had never been touched in such a way, and did not even know such things were possible. Within no time she was no longer trying to hide her moans as she was wantonly bucking her hips against Beradine. Somewhere deep inside her was the growing need to cum and her body wanted to so badly at this point that almost nothing else mattered. 

Beradine sat back down on the chair pulling her off of him in order to turn her around to face him. He then reached his hand out to her and despite her mind saying 'No' she took his hand and went to him willingly then saddled her onto his dick once again. He raised her chin so that her eyes met his and said, "You like this don't you? Say it!" He started again thrusting his dick inside of her. He could feel the walls of her pussy grabbing and holding onto his cock in response to his attention.

Her mind was shocked and disgusted with herself when she heard herself say, "Yes," while she let this man take her hands up to her tits and made her start to pinch and tweak her own nipples! She was lost in her own degradation and sexual lust. 

"You are a whore," Beradine teased as Seth stepped in from the side and took one of her hands that was playing with her nipples and brought it his dick. Without any further instruction, she began to jack him off.

"Yes, I am a whore," she moaned as her eyes closed for her body was so close to the climax that it needed. She then felt Beradine bring her lips to his and she willing accepted his tongue and began to kiss him with equaled passion.

"Tell me that you are mine now! My own personal slut," Beradine said with lust and pride at conquering the prime and proper Elizabeth Giles as he started pumping her with reckless abandon. 

"Yes, I am your whore" she screamed as her body finally hit the peak it wanted and her entire body shuddered. Then instantly upon such a high her mind gained back power over the body, she hated herself and these men. She bit down hard on Beradine's tongue and squeezed hard Seth's balls as both men yelped in pain. 

Vice like hands grabbed her jaw and forced her mouth open. With blood drolling out his mouth, Beradine threw Beth from his body. The last thing Beth recalled before everything went black was Seth complaining that he never got his chance with her, as Beradine approached her with a knife.

***

When Beth awoke, it was late in the night. Her body felt so cold and somehow empty. Then she thought of what happened and her body began to warm with the rage growing in her for these men and all that befell her. She sat up and looked about, for she was still in the back room of the shop but Beradine and Seth were both gone. 

She looked over at her Joseph who still lay on the floor motionless. She crawled over to him and wept again. She was surprised that no tears fell though. Fear hit her, when she saw another lifeless form on the floor a few yards away from her. She moved to see who it was. She saw that is was a girl, and for a moment she wondered how another girl could have come into the shop, but then recognition crept in as she realized that she was looking at herself. 

Flying backwards from the body she screamed out, "No, Oh God no!" She started to weep but realized again no tears came, "What is happening to me!" 

"You are dead Miss Giles," came a voice from a dark corner. She wheeled about and peered into the darkness and saw no one, the voice continued, "The choice is coming soon for you Miss Giles, what will it be, Ma'am?"

"What do you mean choice," she asked as realized for the first time that she was still completely naked.

"You have two choices Ma'am. One to let go of this plane of existence's pursuits and another," the voice trailed off.

"I cannot just leave. No, no I will not let these men get away with what they have done to me and Joseph. I will tell the town Constable," she said as she stood up and felt more warmth from her growing rage, "What is this other choice?"

"Please Miss Giles, I think it best that you give up this world and go on to the next. There is no telling what this other choice would entail." the man's voice said.

"I will take it if it means that Beradine pays for what he has done. Who are you and why do you care?" she demanded and then looked down and realized that she should cover up as this was not how a proper lady would behave. 

But then she thought of what had just happened to her and what Beradine made her confess out loud and realized that she was not a proper lady and maybe she never should have been one. 

Either way she walked half heartedly over to a cloak that hung from a peg on the wall.

"My name is Jack Jack, first and last name, as that is all my former owner called me. I am a freed slave," said the voice as the man stepped out of the shadows to revel a tall slender man that was perfect ebony black. This physique was a brawny build that possessed great strength without the weight that another man of equal strength might.




The Choice



"Why do you care what choice I make," she asked as she looked at this chest as he wore a loose fitting white shirt that was half way unbuttoned. Hung around his neck was a strange necklace that looked as if some of the pendants were made of bone. 

Beth slowly closed her cloak blocking the man from seeing her naked body, then shook her head and wondered what was wrong with her, for she would never have stared at a man, especially a black man in such a way before.

"You might be too young to remember Ma'am, but your father had a hand in freeing me. When my former master said I was good for nothing and he should ship me away, your father said done and bought me a pass up North. My former master was so embarrassed that he had no choice but to comply. Your father then arranged for work up here for me, I have needed to pay back my debt ever since. I am only sorry Ma'am that I could not have been here to save you while you were in the living," he said.

As he finished speaking, a brilliant blue light appeared in one corner and in the other pale orange light appeared. From out each light stepped out a being. Beth moved closer to Jack Jack as fear rose up in her, but she realized that her heart did not beat anymore. The form from the blue light came into more focus first, it was a beautiful looking creature almost human but its eyes and facial outline was somehow different. The being's dress glittered and glowed as it moved towards Beth. 

It said in a musical voice, "I have come to take you home Elizabeth. You have suffered much and it is time for you to rest for this plane offers you no more."

The other form from the pale orange light came closer as well and did not look at all like the other. This one was half the height of the other with a little pot belly and had a thin layer of hair covering its body. Down its spine was a line of protruding small scales and it wore breeches that seemed to be made out of sack cloth. 

It rasped out, "Do not be fooled Beth by that one's," it said pointed a stubby finger at the other form, "promise of comfort. You have been wronged and I can help you bring justice to those that have wronged you," it then turned on the other creature and demanded, "Admit that you cannot help bring to justice those that did this to this poor child!"

"Zrathal, you walk a fine line!" it warned and for the first time Beth could see blue flames flare from its eyes. It then turned to Beth and said more soothingly, "I will not help you bring punishment upon these or any other beings in this realm. What I offer is another way, a way of forgiveness and love," it then looked past Beth to Jack Jack.

It was clear upon Jack Jack's face that he knew of both of these beings and he put his hands upon Beth's shoulders and whispered to her, "I think it best Miss Giles if you go with Theresa. You don't want what Zrathal has to offer, he is cunning. This choice comes only once, and you must understand what you are giving up to go after these men! There is no going back!"

Beth stepped away from Jack Jack and looked at both beings and then turned to the one named Zrathal, "Is it true that you will help me punish these men for what they did?" she questioned.

"Most assuredly they will be punished by your own hands. I can make you into a powerful being that can deliver out punishments," it said with a grin upon its face.

Theresa stepped forward and grasped Beth's hand and almost let go as if in pain. It looked sadly at Beth and said, "Child you are filled with revenge! Follow Zrathal to your own eternal destruction. Let this go, I beg of you!"

"No!" she said turning to Theresa, "If you cannot punish those that did this, then I have no need of you!" and coldly turned to Jack Jack and said, "You can leave me as well if you want to."

"No, child I must repay my debt and you are so filled with hate and revenge that, well it would not be right," he said kindly to her, "I will help you as best I can."

This brought about a groin from Zrathal as it said, "Are we done yet?" Jack Jack just stared at the creature.

Theresa stepped back into the blue light and wept as the light and Theresa disappeared. Zrathal stepped forward and said, "Now about that revenge thing. You are going to have to do a couple of things for me," and at that it dropped its trousers to revel a short round dick as it looked up at Beth while raising his eyebrows up and down suggestively. 

"I am no whore," she said though she found herself moving towards Zrathal.

"Really," it said, "Whatever, I saw what you were doing before you know," taking its hands and pretending to strangle himself, "If you are not a wench then you have the making to be the best one ever! Besides you are officially driven by darker powers now and that my dear will eventually change you into the whore I know you can be," it finished pointing its finger at her. 

Beth thought over the thing's disturbing statement of how these dark powers would change her and wondered if she made the wrong choice as she found herself strangely fixated on the short dick in front of her and she absent mindedly licked her lips. This only caused Zrathal to eye her with more lust as he started to push her down to her knees in front of him. 

"What am I doing," she said out loud as her hand grasped its dick and was amazed that she could not circle the circumference of it with her fingers.

Zrathal said proudly, "It is travel size but deadly," and then thrust it into Beth's open mouth. 

Somewhere in her mind, she screamed that this was wrong and that she should not put this foul things cock in her mouth. Then she wondered why she called it a cock, while one of her hands reached up and lovely massaged the thing's hairy balls. It hit her then, and she thought it weird for but a moment, that she did not care for this thing was going to bring her the desired revenge that she wanted and therefore she would service him. With that resolution in her mind she began to bob her head up and down on the thing's cock. 

Zrathal loved every moment of it seeing this once innocent creature now service him as his own whore. He began to chant his spells within the confines of the room, as a dirt devil sprung forth churning about the contents of the room. 

The dirt devil then centered upon Beth swirling around her as she continued to work the demon's dick in her mouth running her tongue over it. 

She felt clothes taking shape over her just as she suddenly felt its dick vibrate in her mouth and then shoot out its seed. She almost gagged but managed to swallow the contents down and was amazed to find that she wished there was more. When it was completely spent, she kissed its dick tenderly a couple of times and then stood up. 

She looked down at herself and felt naughty and loved it as she now wore a black corset top that flared out just below her ass absent any underwear with thigh high matching black leather boots and a black cloak. 

"Now, that is what a call a get up," bellowed Zrathal laughing out loud and slapping his bare hairy thighs.

Even though somewhere in the back of her mind was her mother's teachings calling out this was wrong, she could not help but say, "I love it!" and then turned to Jack Jack, "What do you think?"

"Miss Giles, I am scared for you," he said, "those dark powers are changing you into..."

"Something better!" Zrathal added proudly as he reached out and grabbed her ass. Where there was a time that she would have verbally berated a man for doing such a thing, she now simply looked back at this creature and winked while shaking her ass to only invite another squeeze from Zrathal.

She then noticed for the first time that though Jack Jack was protesting this transformation that his breeches told a different story as they were tented outwards in front of him. She walked over to Jack Jack and put her hand over his crotch and began to massage the treasured gem behind the pants. "Why Jack Jack, I do believe that you have something for me, "she cooed.

"Miss Giles, that would not be right," he stammered amazed at how fast the dark powers were twisting her.

"Please if you are going to help me get my revenge, you should call me Beth," she said as she loosened his belt and slipped her hand inside grabbing the base of his cock. This only brought a moan from Jack Jack's lips. 

Beth quickly kneeled down and yanked Jack Jack's breeches down around his knees to revel a cock that was close to nine inches long! She almost squealed in delight as she rained kisses from its base to its tip. She looked up at Jack Jack, "I don't think you would like me to stop would you?" she questioned as she was already quickly pumping his dick with her white petite hands.

Jack Jack looked up to the ceiling, "Please forgive me Beth, but no I don't want you to stoooppp," he groaned as she had already enveloped his dick with her soft mouth. 

Zrathal looked over Beth's shoulder and commented, "That is not travel size," and then lifted up Beth's cloak and descended upon her ass. He expanded his tongue to the length of a small snake and began to attack her asshole and then slipped inside her pussy, which only brought Beth to more pleasurable moans. 

In the this short period of time, Beth was rising quickly to the level of an expert cock sucker as she almost was able to deep throat all nine inches of Jack Jack. She squeezed and massaged his balls trying to get him to release that wonderful cum. She again thought why she was behaving this way. Were the dark powers taking hold of her, making her do things that she would never have done before? This brief period of realization was replaced with the thought that she loved the taste of cum and went back to blissfully sucking on this man's cock. If only her mother could see her now she thought wickedly.

Jack started to fuck her mouth as he could not resist the feel of her lips on his dick as he ran his strong hands through her long blonde hair. He finally could not take it anymore and groaned out, "I am cumming!" As his dick erupted into the waiting mouth of Beth, who this time swallowed it all down, she too felt a shudder run through her body as Zrathal brought her to climax with his tongue buried deep inside her. Upon Jack Jack calming down, Beth stood up with Zrathal extracting his tongue and enjoying the taste of her.

"Now for some rules, for we must have rules to play this game," Zrathal said slyly as the creature began to caress the girl enjoying how easily she was responded to him. 

"More like tricks you wicked creature," Jack Jack said pulling up his breeches, "I know your ways demon and let it be known that I will help this girl to ensure that she does not fall prey to you!"

Zrathal took a couple steps back as if Jack Jack's words had harmed him and then laughed heartedly and said, "Yes, I can see how you 'help' her but she made her choice," and then started to laugh again, "The basic deal is this," he said turning to Beth, "you can only seek your revenge on the night that you were killed, which given that this is Halloween night seems rather fitting, don't you? You must also complete your revenge on the first night back to this world." without waiting for the answer he continued, "However at the final stroke of midnight you must cross the Old Woodsmen bridge or suffer the consequences."

"Why the Old Woodsmen bridge," she moaned as she was already responded to Zrathal's constant tweaking of her nipples as he had pulled her corset down for better access.

"Because the forest represents the gateway back to my world, which is where you will be staying the other 364 days out of the year," Zrathal said as it lowered his head to her breast to only bring more moans from Beth who started to run her hands over the creatures head quickly losing herself again.

Jack Jack was not so taken in by the demon's promise, "And what if she fails to get across the bridge or complete her revenge against these men the first night back?" he asked.

Zrathal raised his mouth from the now completely conquered Beth, "Then I shall chain you my sweet, and you will be my personal fuck toy for all eternity, but would that be so bad?" it questioned as it slipped two fingers deep into her pussy.

Beth, completely out of control of her body again, began to answer 'No', but Jack Jack stepped in and pulled Beth to him and said to Zrathal, "She will not be your pet, demon, neither you nor any of your breed shall touch her body while she is in your care or the deal is off!"

"Says who?" challenged Zrathal growing angry, "She will be living in my realm; do you think my kind will simply let her be?" Beth for a moment began to wonder again about her choice and shuddered at the thought of so many creatures touching her body.

At this Jack Jack grabbed his necklace and began to chant then drew a sequence of signs in the air with his finger. Zrathal hollered out in pain as it jumped about in the room. "I am not without ways demon," my people have long known of you and know how to deal with your kind," said Jack Jack confidently.

Seething at the mouth Zrathal shouted back, "Enough, Enough you piss ant! Stop with your fucking tricks, I agree, okay! We will not touch her unless it is of her own free will, so do we have deal?" It grinned looking at the beautiful woman and imagined how it had 364 days each year to break her of her will and make her his.

"Deal," said Jack Jack as Beth who was horny again reached out and started to caress Jack Jack's chest.

"What is wrong with me, why am I acting this way?" she pleaded still trying to hold on to her sanity.

"Dark powers have profound effects on humans. It brings out in some there most repressed desires or feelings, for you it brings out the wanton acts of sex, "said Jack Jack.

"You mean acts of love?" she questioned as she started to massage Jack Jack back to hardness.

"No, you stupid wench!" laughed Zrathal, "It means that you will act out like a whore until it consumes you completely. But don't let that bother you for I will teach you how to use this new power so that you are the one always doing the screwing, unless of course it is with me, for I always do the screwing in that case," then it laughed some more.

At hearing what her existence would become, she held on to Jack Jack even tighter. He looked down at her and felt pity, "I will do my best to help you resist the calling of these powers until you learn how to manage and control them in order to complete your revenge," he said.

"Your debt would surely be repaid for helping me," she said quietly thinking upon all that had happened.

"Ya, you're a real saint," Zrathal said sarcastically and acted like it was going to vomit.Just then the church bell started to ring out calling out that it was about to be midnight. At the same time, a moan came from the corner as the once motionless body of Joseph began to stir!

"What? Joseph is alive!," Beth called out racing over to her former betrothed.

"Yeah, imagine that," Zrathal said rather lamely, which caused Jack Jack to eye this demon with a degree of accusation on his face. At which Zrathal put his hands up in the air as if innocent and then wickedly smiled at Jack Jack.

Jack Jack leaned down to the now hysterical Beth and whispered, " You must get across the bridge Beth, you cannot help him now, but if you don't get across the bridge, this thing will have you for all eternity."

"No, I cannot leave Joseph's side," she pleaded as Joseph moaned again.

"Sounds like I should start taking measurements for that collar," questioned Zrathal from the side.

"Do not do this Beth, listen to me child, I will tend to this man, but you must get across the bridge," he said and lifted Beth back to her feet and said, "Go! Run girl, run!" The bell rang for a second time, as Beth made for the door and ran down the path toward the bridge sobbing has her cloak billowed out behind her to reveal her scantily clad body. 

Jack Jack turned upon Zrathal once she left, "You did this demon, you made all this happen!You cast a spell upon this man for him to seem dead," Jack Jack said, "and then used it to your will to get at her. Admit it demon!"

"So what if I did," Zrathal said, "You have seen her body with those perfect pear shaped breasts and bubble ass; she was going to let it all go to waste of this fucker," as it kicked Joseph harshly to only elicit another moan from the man, "No, I will make that woman into the my whore. She will be my fuck toy and I will bed her every night, you would do the same if you would only open your eyes!"

"Give her a chance this once, for it is not fair to expect her to make it across the bridge on the first night," demanded Jack Jack.

"No, way," chuckled Zrathal, "I will have her fitted for her collar tonight and shall pierce those wonderful tits and tattoo her as my personal property!"

"It is a shame then that you would miss her in action," shouted Jack Jack as he rolled Joseph onto his stomach to better inspect the man's wounds.

Zrathal's interest peaked and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I mean you teach her all these dark powers and for what? How much sweeter if you teach her the powers and then set her free upon these humans," he asked.

"What do you play at," Zrathal said, "What is in this for you?"

"Why I get another chance at her," Jack Jack said now taking a vial from his pouch and dropping a powdery substance on Joseph's knife wound and continued, "How much fun would it be to see the look on these humans' faces."

"I don't know," the demon now second guessing itself, "I would have to wait another year to have a chance for her?"

"Then you can have her for one entire day," said Jack Jack, "But only one day, the rest she is not be touched."

"I can do a lot in a day," bemused Zrathal to himself.

"Shut up beast! Do we have a deal," Jack Jack said.

"Yes, oh wait. I just thought of one more thing... she punishes them with flaming pumpkins" said Zrathal crossing its arms proudly but still not sure he got the better deal.

"That's stupid," said Jack, "It makes no sense, how would one light a pumpkin?"

"Who cares, those are my rules and if I am striking a deal to see humans punished then I will chose the way," it laughed devilishly 

"Fine then whatever, now go and get her across the bridge," bellowed Jack Jack.

Zrathal kicked his foot into the air in a mid tantrum and then disappeared with a snap of his fingers. 

He instantly appeared beside a frantic Beth as she realized that she said only seconds to get across the bridge and she was still almost a quarter mile away from the Old Woodsmen land bridge. 

"So my darling, going my way?" Zrathal joked while its dick got hard at the vision the once innocent Beth cut in the glow of the moonlight as her half naked body ran towards the bridge.

"Not now, Zrathal," she said, "you know I have to make it across the bridge."

"There is no way you will make it, so you ready to be my fuck toy?" Zrathal cooed as it grasped her hand and caused her to stop running. It smiled wickedly as it brought her hand to its dick, to which she instantly started to stroke up and down. "Such the whore," it teased, "That is what you want to be, don't you, a whore?" As it rose up on its toes and started to kiss her neck and she wrapped the beast within her cloak. She started to caress the things back within the cloak lost in lust as it caressed each spikey protrusion coming from its back.

"Too bad that you can't be my permanent fuck toy, at least not today," it said as it snapped its fingers and she found herself transplanted across the bridge right at the final toll of the bell for midnight.

"We made it," Beth exclaimed, "Thank you Zrathal, but why did you do this?"

"Blame that stupid black guy! What is his deal?" then the creature mocking Jack Jack's voice, 'I have a debt to repay'. I would like you to kick his ass for me if you would," he spat angrily.




The Choice



"Jack Jack? No, he is my friend," Beth said, "I am glad that you helped me," and leaned down and kissed the creature on its forehead she was amazed that she was not repulsed by this thing in the least.

"Don't thank me yet wench," he spat back still angry, "for I get you for one whole day and I am going to take you up the ass!" He then pulled back her cloak and started run his hands over her ass bringing one of his fingers to her hole and started to massage it in.

Beth for her part just leaned into the assault as the demon's finger slid in her ass and breathed, "I am yours to do as you wish."

"How could I be so stupid to make such a deal," the demon cried out loud and snapped its fingers again and both disappeared into the night. Though their voices could still be heard with each passing word a little fainter than the one before, it said, "So what do you think of pumpkins?"

***

"Let's have some fun, Jack Jack," Beth said with a childish tone.

"Beth," he said as he looked her over for it had been an entire year since he had last seen her. The night she had died and come back as something else made him determined to help her through this ordeal in order to pay back his debt and help you gain control of these dark forces that now ruled her soul.

"I am so sorry Jack Jack," she said coyly as she turned her gaze back to him then approached and reached down to boldly started massaging his dick through his breeches, "I see that you missed me as well. I promise to take care of you later, okay?"

"Beth, I am only here to help you to complete what must be done and not lose you to that monster," he said while trying to extract himself with some difficulty from her wanton hands.

"Zrathal, is not so bad," she whispered wickedly.

"Beth! What has that thing done to you! Remember who you are, or else go back to that thing and be his, his toy," demanded Jack Jack.

"Please don't give up on me Jack Jack, not you," Beth pleaded as her mood changed instantly, "You don't know what it is like being in that realm. The things that go on there," she whispered, "I can't do this without you."

"Then let's get going, while the night is young," he said as he started to sprint across the bridge and she raced after him. 

"Where do we go," she inquired?

"Tully's tavern," he said without looking at her, "One of them is bound to be there."

"No!" she said coming to a halt at the edge of the town, "Where is Joseph?"

This caused Jack Jack to let out a sigh and stop his pursuit and say, "Let it go Beth, I beg you nothing good can come from this."

"What do you mean?" she said somewhat angrily, "I want to see the man that I was supposed to marry. Take me to him Jack Jack, or else I will waste my night searching for him!"

Jack Jack turned to protest, but then thought better of it and started again into the city but turned down a path that took them from the tavern. He slowed as they approached a warehouse at one of the more shady docks. There were still lights on within at this late hour as Jack Jack and Beth made their way to one of the windows of the warehouse.

"What are we doing here?" Beth whispered, "I told you that I wanted to see Joseph and not chase those vermin down just yet."

"Beth," Jack Jack pleaded, "I have done as you asked. Let's leave now and go after Beradine. I can find him easily enough."

Beth pushed him out of the way of the window and peered in. She brought her hand up to her mouth at the sight that she be held. There within the warehouse sat her beloved Joseph, though the year had changed him. Where there was once a clean cut man that was desired amongst the upper social circles of the time, now sat a man ruined by tragedy, rum, and sex. His once perfectly shaved face wore the look of a two day beard and his hair had the appearance of being unwashed and unkept. His clothes that he always was so meticulous over now had visible stains upon his coat. 

Joseph at the moment was playing cards against two equally undesirable characters. One was a dock hand in his late fifties and the other was a fat man with thin oily hair who appeared to be the owner of the warehouse. In addition to the two players were two wenches that just like the men, had seen their better days. 

One wore a flimsy green colored dress that barely hide her tiny tits as she draped her arms around the fat man, while the other was a slightly plump grey haired woman that had her hair pulled back into a knot with a pale purple dress that showed her sagging breasts. This woman was standing next to Joseph as his hand brazenly traveled up under the woman's dress and was massaging the woman's large butt. For this woman's part, her hand rested upon his trousers and was actively feeling Joseph's hard dick.

Joseph pushed the last of his chips into the center of the table and grinned as he took another sip of rum from his bottle before offering it up to the woman beside him. She readily took her turn before offering it to her partner. The old man laid his cards on the table and it was obvious that Joseph's cards were beat based on him slumping into his chair. 

The fat oily man stood up and told him to cheer up as he pulled the green colored dress up and over the woman that had been draped over him to revel that she had nothing on underneath. Her breasts were barely even noticeable. The fat man then lifted her up and sat her onto the card table, while the old sailor tried to collect his winnings. 

As Joseph stood up to revel he now had a stomach that expanded over his pants, the plumb wench pulled down his breeches and began to suck his unwashed hardening dick.

"How could this have happened?" Beth asked not believing what she was seeing through the window, "Joseph was so innocent. What about his shop?"

"He lost it all, sadly," Jack Jack said quietly as he reached out to Beth, who shoved away his hands not wanting to be comforted. "The pain of losing you was too much for him and he lost himself into the bottle and then into this," as he looked back through the window to see Joseph now plowing the woman next to the table, while the other woman was being fucked by the fat oily man and sucking the old sailor's wrinkled dick.

"I don't understand why did he not go and get the Constable to arrest Beradine?" she questioned.

"You see," Jack Jack said turning away from the window to study Beth's face as she continued to watch what was going on, "Beradine Black soon after your disappearance," she instantly turned to Jack Jack, but he put up a hand to silence her," after your disappearance," he continued, "he struck a rather lucrative deal with Joseph to solely do business with his shop."

"What? No Joseph would never!" she whispered and then went back to looking through the window at her former betrothed having sex with the lowest circle of society within the port town.

"Apparently, he did have some issues over it, for he eventually lost his business to Beradine," Jack Jack said coldly.

"No," Beth whispered harshly as she could hear Joseph cry out in climax as he came inside the plumb whore. 

Jack Jack reached out again for Beth and this time she did not shove his hands away, "We should go now," he said quietly. She slowly stood up and moved instead into him and stretched her hands within his cloak and pulled his body next to hers. He hesitated for a moment and then wrapped his arms around her pulling his cloak about at the same time to ensure that they were hidden away in darkness. She could feel the heat that generated from this living being into her cold vessel which then rocked her back to the present and what she had become. She stepped out of his embrace and said, "Take me to the tavern."

***

At this Jack Jack wheeled about and headed once again towards the heart of the town. She raced after him desperate to put her former betrothed's image out of her mind. He came to a halt before a tavern whose lanterns still shone bright into the night and loud ruckus noise erupted from. He turned to Beth and said, "They will not allow me inside, but I am sure one of the men you seek shall be within."

Beth simply smiled and took Jack Jack by the hand saying, "Do not fear, for tonight they will make an exception." She crossed over the doorway and upon instantly seeing a tall black man coming into the tavern no less with a white woman, a rather large brutish man made his way menacingly towards Jack Jack. Beth effortless stepped into the large man's path and grasped his forearm and gazed into his eyes. The man's face almost instantly went blank. Without warning the man headed straight towards the door past both of them and started tearing off his clothes as he went. 

The tavern keeper called out from behind the bar, "What is going on? John what are you doing? Mary grab him before one of town elders sees that fool!" he said to a small middle aged woman with red hair who was carrying empty tankards back to the bar. As she passed by Beth and Jack Jack she almost stopped in her tracks at seeing the black man, but just like the man before her, she also went blank in the face as Beth had reached around her held the woman by the waist. She leaned in and whispered something to her ear, who then started again for the door but also began to strip off her dress and under garments. Once outside the naked Mary pushed John straight down into the mud covered street and unceremoniously mounted the man's dick into her surprisingly dripping pussy. This brought hollers and shouts from the tavern as every man and even some women pressed against the window to see the vulgar display going on. 

The tavern owner stepped out from the bar and demanded to know what Beth had done to them, as he clearly was catching on that something was not right.

Beth reached out for the tavern owner who successfully dodged the first attempt but not the second as her hands touched him. He froze upon her touch and then went back behind the bar and proceeded to undo his breeches and began to savagely pump his dick with his hands. 

The other bar wench came over to demand what her boss was going to do to Mary for behaving such, but gasped in disbelief as she saw her employer working away on his own dick. She then looked at Beth and then Jack Jack as she tried to put reason to it all. To both their surprise, she then went over to the tavern owner and pulled him into the back room pulling the curtain shut behind them. 

Though the curtain was never intended to hide everything behind the room, but rather divert patrons attentions elsewhere, Beth could clearly saw the woman apparently take her chance to have the owner pull her dress off of her and sink to her knees to envelope the man's cock. This brought the most satisfied moan from the man as he thruster eagerly into her mouth.

Outside, Mary had taken the position of being on all fours as John was now plunging away at her from behind. It was quite the scene as they both now were smeared with mud from their exploits. Mary was begging for him to drive it deeper, as if she was a town whore. Inside the tavern many of the men now sported tented pants as they watched the scene, while others looked back to the bar to see another equally sexual scene developing behind the curtains of the back room, as the owner had pushed the other tavern wench onto a shelf and was pumping his dick in and out of her while she gasped and moaned. 

Beth seeing her prey moved to one of the far windows where a tall lanky man stood watching outside while one of hands lightly massaged his trapped dick in his breeches. "Hello Seth," Beth cooed, "It seems you have a problem with your pants?"

The man turned around and almost fainted at seeing her again. "It is YOU! That cannot be, I saw you," with his voice trailing off. Rubbing his face and eyes hoping that this woman dressed in a black cloak would be gone when he opened them again, of course she was still there. He started to take a step to the door, but then another figure stepped in his way and blocked the path. This figure then approached and Seth saw that this was a black man, "They don't allow..." Seth started pointing at Jack Jack.

"Don't worry," Beth countered and flipped her head back towards the bar where now another patron had joined the festivities and was giving it to the wench in the ass, while she cleaned the owner's dick of his spent cum and her left over juices, "I think tonight is a night of exceptions, don't you? Shall we sit?" She then motioned to a table in the back that was hidden by shadows with one single candle lamp burning on the table.

"I don't know..." Seth said uneasily but felt himself being pushed forward by the black man. Seth followed behind Beth who took the bench against the wall. A gasp and hard swallow escaped Seth's mouth when he saw Beth sit down as for the first time her black cloak opened to revel what she wore underneath. Beth seeing this lifted her leg to rest her booted foot on one of the bar chairs, which allowed Seth a perfect view of her golden haired pussy as she wore no undergarment and the skirt flared perfectly to revel the hidden treasure. Beth just smiled allowing Seth to gaze at her. Jack Jack took the seat next to her on the bench. 

"See something you like?" she teased.

"What?" Seth asked being pulled out of his trance.

"Come here," Beth said and reached out for the man. Upon the touch of her hand, Seth was instantly being drawn into her and found himself on his knees before her open legs. 

"I am in need of some attention. Can you attend to me?" she said as she gently began to push Seth's head to her crotch. Seth could only nod dumbly and did as he was told. 

He ran his hands over her inner white thighs from where her boots ended to her golden mound. Sticky out his tongue he licked the length of her slit, amazed at how divine it smelled and tasted almost as if it was honey and spice. He had never tasted such on another woman. Beth reached down and ran her hand through his hair and said, "That is it my pet, attend to me... your master."

Seth looked up somewhat confused, but smiled again dumbly as Beth pushed him back to her pussy saying, "I didn't give permission for you to stop." 

Seth did as told and began to lick her pussy with the flat of his tongue and finally suckling on her clit, while at the same time started to slide a finger into her moist slit. This caused Beth to let out a small sigh of contentedness as she shifted a little on the bench to open her thighs wider, causing Seth to fall more into her crotch. 

Beth looked over at Jack Jack who sat next to her and reached out with her other hand to his crotch where she found his long dick, rock hard. "Why Jack Jack, I did not mean to leave you out." she cooed as she started to undo his belt.

"This is not you Beth," Jack Jack said, "You know what this man did to you and look at what you are allowing him to do to you now." he said pointing down at Seth who was lapping away blissfully.

"Pleasure before punishment, dear Jack Jack." Beth said, as she finally was able to get her hand into his pants and released his monstrous dick, "Besides this is a part of who I am now...and I think you like it." 

Jack Jack could only groin as he looked at the petite white hand that slowly pumped his black dick. He groined even louder when he heard Beth say, "It is such a beautiful cock, Jack Jack," as she stopped for a moment to massage and tug on his balls before going back to work his dick with her hand. His skin was soft and smooth so her petite grip slid effortlessly over the shaft and sent Jack Jack closer to climax.

Beth looked out into the tavern and smiled at the image she must be causing if these patrons were not so preoccupied with the current going-ons, as she had one man in between her legs and she was masturbating another man, who was black no less. She let out another small moan as she ground her hips into Seth's face and leaned over to kiss Jack Jack's dick. 

She sat back up not wanting to lose control of the situation, or at least not yet and asked, "Seth do you want me? I seem to remember that you did not get your chance with me the first time." Beth looked up on the man cradled between her thighs and waited for a response.

This sent a cold shiver down through his spine as he looked up at her nervously and said nothing. Beth said, "Stand up my pet. Don't you want me?" As Seth stood up before her, she reached out and started to grope the man's dick inside his breeches.

Finally, Seth said rather hoarsely, "Yes, I want you so bad. I need you."

"Yes, but do you know what my pet? You shall never have your turn with me. In fact, it will never be your turn again on this miserable plane of existence!" Beth said now coldly as she gripped Seth's dick like the talons of a hawk, which brought a pained expression to the man's face and an injured grunt from his lips. Beth continued, "My advice is to enjoy what time you have left tonight, for I am gracious in that I will give you more time than you gave me, but I will come for you later and where I take you no one should ever have to go." she said while she pushed him away and he stumbled so hard over a chair that he almost fell down, "Run, my pet run!" Beth laughed wickedly all the while still lovingly stroking Jack Jack's dick.

Suddenly Beth heard a familiar voice call out to the tavern keeper demanding to know what was going on. It took a moment for her to recognize him, but it was the young man who worked for her once betrothed Joseph, Nathanial. He looked older now and carried himself with authority as he strode father into the tavern. Beth then noticed he wore a blue cloak and had a forest green coat underneath of the Constable. Reaching out, Nathanial pulled the tavern keeper off of the bar wench that he had begun to fuck again and demanded to know what was going on. 

"Nathanial is the youngest Constable in the colony," said Jack Jack at seeing Beth eye the young man, "He became the Constable after the previous one so readily accepted Mr. Black's theory that you simply ran off into the woods. Nathanial did not buy it and continued to search for you." he finished with a groin as Beth was now furiously pumping his dick while she watched this young man survey the room. 

All of the sudden the mental commands that she had given to each in the room slipped away, leaving each to wonder how they got into the current predicament, except of course the one bar wench who had readily took advantage of the situation with the keeper but now pretended shock and innocence. 

Nathanial instructed several of the patrons to take clothes to the two now outside in the mud naked and screaming. He then saw the two suspicious figures in the back and approached them. Beth for her part lowered her foot down one rung on the chair so that she would not be so obviously displaying herself and slowed to a consistent pace on Jack Jack's dick but did not let go.

"Jack Jack, what are you doing here in the tavern? You know Tully's views on your people." he said.

"And what are your views on his people?" came Beth's voice indicating Jack Jack.

Nathanial turned to address this woman for the first time. Beth's cloak was not as brazenly open as it had been before, but Beth watched the man's eyes as she pushed out her knee slightly to revel part of her creamy white thigh from behind her cloak. Nathanial's eyes flared in instant passion at this, but as his eyes traveled down Beth's arm that led to Jack Jack's crotch those eyes narrowed. Nathanial did have his limits as whatever was going on there other side of the table appeared to cross a line of decency for him.

"Beth, Nathanial is a good man to all in his charge," said Jack Jack with some effort for Beth's constant attention was bringing him close to the edge.

At the mention of Beth's name, Nathanial looked back to at the woman. His eyes started to widen in recognition. "Miss Giles?" he said disbelievingly.




The Choice



"Hello Nathanial," she said softly all the while matching his gaze, "please call me Beth."

"How ... How is this possible? I searched for you, why would you do such a thing?" he said starting to grow angry. 

"I am unfortunately only back tonight to clean up some unfinished business and every so often after that but only on the night of the anniversary." she said somewhat more boldly.

"Anniversary of your disappearance?" questioned Nathanial?

"No! The anniversary of my death!" she said with cold fury and the candle on the table went out with the statement. The attention and grip on Jack Jack increased suddenly with this burst of anger and the man moaned quietly at her side.

Nathanial stepped back and brought his hand to his mouth as it started to dawn upon the man what was transpiring here. "I am so sorry Beth," he said taking several more steps back.

"You have nothing to be sorry for Nathanial, it is Beradine who should be sorry," she said.

"No, I am sorry for you. Beradine is a wicked man and I will punish him for this...I wish I would have been there for you," he said sadly.

"Well now doesn't everyone wish they would have been there to save me, but none of you were! Yes, I can see how you have punished Beradine for he is a richer man than when I left this world last time, but this time it is going to be by my hand that punishment comes!" she yelled. 

At this she instantly reconnected the mental commands to those in the room and they began to strip off their clothes once again and delve into vulgar acts, as Beth placed her mouth on Jack Jack's dick causing Nathanial to run out of the tavern. Jack Jack exploded into her mouth with a loud groan as she was being quite savage in her attention. Beth sobbed with her tearless face and swallowed Jack Jack's cum down without looking at the room around her or the young many who just ran out. She felt so very cold, for her anger this time only seemed to remind her of the empty vessel she now was.

"Beth," Jack Jack said gaining back some composure, "you should give up this pursuit. It is only going to bring you pain and hurt to other innocents."

"Who is innocent, Jack Jack?" she questioned, "Look at these men in the tavern. There is not a single man among them that would not jump at the chance to fuck me right now in this room before everyone," she said sweeping her hand across the room.

"There was one who was just in here that would not," said Jack Jack, which made Beth go quiet and break the mental commands once more only to bring about more confusion and screams in the room. 

***

Beth slowly stood up and began to head for the door with Jack Jack belting his trousers as he followed her. This time no one noticed the black man walking in the tavern, as the one bar wench that had been with the owner was demanding that he marry her for taking such advantage of her.

Out in the cold air of the night, Beth pushed Nathanial out of her mind and turned to Jack Jack and said, "The night is getting on and we have business to attend to. Take me to Beradine." With that Jack Jack started down another side street that led to the upper class estates in the town. 

From behind the corner of the tavern stepped out Nathanial as he watched them go down the street. He knew where they went and he knew he did not wish for any of the gold in the world to be Beradine right now. He slowly started to follow them.

***

Beradine Black's house definitely stood out from the rest on the path, for it was the only residential home that was made from stone. It was obvious he had done well with his business, both legal and illegal. There were two lanterns lit on either side of a massive wooden door and on one side was a bell from which a rope dangled.

"He certainly has done well," Beth said, "Pity."

"Beth, do not underestimate this man," corrected Jack Jack, "He is almost as cunning as your Zrathal!"

"Now you're being silly, for no human can compare to him or me," she said as she rung the bell. Jack Jack though was growing more disturbed by Beth's attitude and suspected that the demon was already further along at changing Beth into his personal play thing.

The door was opened a lovely young red headed maid who looked at both rather frightened before saying, "What business do you have at this hour my Lady?"

Beth pushed the woman aside as she entered into the foyer and said back over her shoulder to the woman, "I am no Lady, as your Master saw to that. Go and fetch him as I have dealings with him, else I will let my man have his way with you!"

At this the young lady moved away from Jack Jack who wore a scowl at Beth's comments. The woman hurried forward saying, "My Master is waiting for you in his study," she said pointing to the room off to the left, "but I had no idea that he was waiting for a woman."

"That's okay, neither does he," Beth said to the confused girl as she went straight into the room as Jack Jack tried to grab her without success. He followed slowly after her, griping the handle of his axe for it disturbed him that Beradine was waiting for someone at such a late hour. As he entered the room though, he heard a creak from behind him and thought for a moment that it was the girl, but then realized the creak carried with it more weight. As he turned around he was hit with a wrought iron poker from the fireplace, he fell to the ground unconscious.

Beth was striding to a large chair that sat with its back to her, presuming that Beradine was sitting in it, but at the noise in the doorway she turned around and gasped. For in the doorway stood Joseph holding the poker. In shock Beth then turned back to the chair as she saw Beradine standing up with only an evening robe on and his half hard cock dangling before him. Through her confusion, she heard Beradine say to the other man, "Good job, I knew I could count on you!"

"What?" shouted Beth turning back to Joseph as he advanced upon her, "Joseph what have you done!"

"What have I done? What have you done is the real question?" Joseph said stepping up to her and opening her cloak for all to see in the room as the maid had entered after Joseph, "What are you supposed to be, a whore? If I had known that you were so vial and vulgar, I would have had you down at the tavern at least earning me some coin!"

"Joseph, don't say such things! It is not what you think," Beth started to sob tearlessly and coldness began to ebb away her fury, "I loved you! I struck a deal with a demon to avenge you! I lost everything in this so how could you have partnered with this man?" she said pointing to Beradine who poured a couple glasses of rum and looked rather amused.

"Partner with this man! You fucked him, you whore!" Joseph said which brought more anguish to her body as coldness was now seeping into her, "You thought I was dead in that room, but still you let him and Seth fuck you and you admitted to them that you wanted it!" At that he slapped her hard causing her to fall to the ground and her cloak fell to the side to revel her beautiful naked ass. 

Beradine moved next to Joseph and handed him a glass of rum and said, "I told you she was a whore, for only a whore would dress like this. You will find a pouch of coins on my desk. It is yours for helping deliver her to me again."

"Fuck you to Beradine!" Joseph said, "You both deserve each other!"

"Now wait," Beradine said, "No hard feelings amongst partners. Tell you what, since you never got to sample the wench before now is your chance. What do you say?"

At that Joseph finished his rum and threw the glass down causing Beradine to curse at him, but Joseph was focused solely on Beth's ass as he dropped his breeches and moved to Beth's mouth. "A fat whore was just on my dick bitch," he said, "Now how about you show me what a good wife you could have been and clean me off with your mouth."

Beth beaten at this point looked up at this man that she once loved so dearly that she made a pack with a demon and opened her mouth and began to suck on his dick. The smell and taste was revolting to Beth, as it did not appear that he had washed down there in days. 

Joseph though cruelly fucked her face, hitting his dick against the back of her throat. Beth's need to shed tears was immense, and the fact that she was no longer capable made her feel all the more powerless. She thought this is what she deserved, that somehow it was Joseph's right to do this to her. 

Beradine just laughed as he offered the bottle of rum to his maid and order her to drink, though hesitant, she did as instructed before he took it back and poured himself another drink. He called out, "Seth, my lad, good of you to stop by! Look what we have here! I told you I would take care of her. Never mind the black man; I will deal with him later," as Seth had entered the house and was cautiously stepping over Jack Jack to enter the room. He readily took the glass of rum offered to him. "It was good of you to tell Joseph about your encounter with Beth, but next time, you come see me first," Beradine warned, "are we clear?"

"Yes...Yes, you know I was on my way here Mr. Black," Seth said eyeing Beth's naked ass and then the maiden as Beradine forced another swig down the girl's throat.

At that Beradine let his robe fall to the ground as he moved behind Beth and started to fondle her ass. He grabbed his maiden and pulled her down to her knees. The girl started to protest, but Beradine said, "Shut up girl, or I will have you replaced just like the last one. I own your husband's land and will evict you both if you do not wet my dick with your mouth so I can take this woman," he said as he slapped Beth's bare ass causing her to jump. As for the maid, all she could do was to bend down and start to kiss Beradine's dick. 

He groined in annoyance and said to Seth, "This girl needs motivation!" At that Seth quickly disrobed and started to undo the maid's clothes. The woman started to protest again, but her voice was quieted by the rum that Beradine was pouring down her mouth. He ordered her to swallow it all. Beradine then grabbed the back of the girl's head and told her please their visitor indicating the woman who was on all fours sucking on the other guest's dick. 

Her resistance severely weakened by the rum and the lust growing inside her from the attentions of Seth, she tentatively obliged and started to lap at the folds of Beth's pussy as the woman's hands began to roam over her ass. 

At the soft contact to her pussy, Beth looked down between her legs and saw the woman licking her with intent. It never occurred to her that a woman could satisfy another in such a way. It just confirmed deep within her that Joseph's statement about how she was a whore because she realized she liked it and went back to sucking Joseph's dirty dick while she spread her legs wider giving the woman more access.

Beradine and Seth quickly pulled the maids clothes off over her to reveal that the red headed woman was covered from head to toe in freckles and her pussy hair was the color of fire. Beradine commented on how hard it is to find good help these days as he got down and started to tweak her nipples and brought one of the woman's hands to his dick which she instinctively began to stroke while she licked and sucked Beth. Seth threw off his clothes and positioned himself behind the red headed woman and easily slipped his dick inside of her already wet pussy, which only brought a pleasurable grunt from the woman and thrust her into Beth's slit with his fucking.

Joseph looked on in triumph as he watched Beth suck his dick and milk his balls, finally pushed over the edge by the expert cock sucker he grunted out, "Oh shit! I am cumming!" Beth willing and wantonly swallowed every drop of Joseph's cum until finally letting the deflating dick slip out of her mouth. 

Joseph then pushed Beth down to the floor and turned her over, which caused the red head to whimper in frustration that her treat just disappeared. His hands ran over the lacing of the corset and then began to undo the garment saying out load, "I think it is only fair that you be as naked as the rest of us dear." Beth could only nod her head in compliance. All thoughts of how this man betrayed her were pushed aside with the guilt she felt for what Beradine did to her in front of the man she loved.

Beradine who always was pushing the envelope pulled the red headed maid up and saying, "Elizabeth don't be rude, you should return the favor that my servant is giving you." 

At that he positioned the maid over Beth with the maid's fiery red pussy just inches from her face. When the maid resumed her attack on Beth's slit, Beth could not help but raise her head a little off the ground in pleasure and thus coming into contact with the maid's pussy. Upon tasting the woman, Beth licked her lips for a few seconds and then started to dart her tongue into the woman. Soon Beth was using her fingers to open up the folds of the girl's slit darting her tongue into every crevice and pulling on her clit with her teeth.

The maid called out, "Yes, right there! Ahhh, that feels so good!" which caused Beth to twirl her tongue faster.

Seth repositioned himself behind the maid and slid his dick back in, but each time he pulled out Beth gave his dick a few licks extracting the maid's juices with her tongue. Beradine slid a pillow under Beth's ass so that he could push his now rock hard dick into Beth. Similar to Beth, the maid alternated her attention between Beth's heated pussy and Beradine's pulsating dick that was not slamming into her partner again and again. In the back of her mind, Beth was thinking that Zrathal would love to see this for this was a sight to behold.

Joseph was aroused but horrified by the scene playing out before him, so he went to the table and picked up the bottle of rum and drank from it watching the vulgar scene. What was horrific was he watched as his once innocent and proper wife was nothing more than a whore, fucking both a man and a woman at the same time. What was arousing was that his once innocent and proper wife was nothing more than a whore, fucking both a man and a woman at the same time. Joseph leaned back as the room was filled with moans and sounds of sexual ecstasy. 

Finally Seth slammed his dick hard into the maid and came inside of her and grabbed her hips hard. At the feel of another man filling her womb that was not her husband, she too went over the edge and moaned loudly as she orgasmed with her male partner. Beth could feel the woman shake above her and when Seth pulled out his dick, cum began to leak out of the woman, which caused Beth to clamp her mouth down upon the woman's pussy and suck out the cum. 

As the maid stood up to recover, Seth knelled over Beth's face and said, "So I shall never have another turn again...really?" he teased while twisting Beth's nipples that stood out at attention from her large breasts. He then leaned in and kissed her on the mouth tasting the flavor or the redheaded maid. Seth felt Beth open her mouth and greedily explore his with her tongue and even leaned forward to get deeper. He pulled away and laughed out loud twisting her nipples even harder, "What a whore," he exclaimed while Beradine continued to pummel her.

'Yes, Beth thought that is all I am.' She thought herself foolish for trying to think that she could get revenge on these men. Jack Jack of course had tried to warn her that she would only hurt herself and other innocents that would most likely get involved. Without much emotion, she turned her head to see him still lying in the doorframe unconscious. Maybe, she thought that it was her that had it wrong all along, that she was meant to be simply Beradine's whore. His cock did fit her like a glove, as she realized for the first time that she was beginning to climb the ladder of sexual explosion as she started to match Beradine's pistoning dick with her hips. 

Beradine seeing Beth meet this pace said to her, "So you still my whore, are you?" 

"Yes, I am your whore," she said now believing herself permanently lost and shuddered with fearful anticipation at what Zrathal had in store for her failings. She pushed those thoughts aside for the time being as she wrapped her legs around Beradine's ass to get him in deeper. She shouted, "Please fuck me, fuck me!"

Beradine grinned at how easily he conquered this woman for a second time. Somewhere off to the side, a rum bottle was breaking as Joseph stared at his former fiancé with rage. Beradine looked at the beauty and asked, "I am close. Shall I fill you womb with my seed?"

"Please, fill me! I cannot take it any longer," she shouted and at the feel of this vile man filling her with his cum it sent her over the edge as she moaned and screamed at the same time slamming her pussy furiously onto his dick. Finally Beradine fell upon Beth completely spent and smiled at her. The conquered Beth smiled back and she felt that the last vestige of her former being slipping away into the night.

"BERADINE! You will pay tonight for your crimes," came Nathanial's voice as he lowered his musket revolver on Beradine, "You others stay where you are," he said glancing to the other naked people in the room, "Get off of her you filth."

Beradine stood up with arms out and backed away to his desk, "Ah, it is the young Constable to pay me a visit! What crimes do you speak of? Surely not the supposed disappearance of this whore," he said pointing at Beth who had sat up and began to sob as she thought how she could suffer anymore.

"I know what she is," he exclaimed, "and I know what you did. You're right...Who would believe such a tale? But I am taking her out of this," he finished and reached out for Beth who took his hand.

"I am so sorry," she whispered trying to cover herself and for the first time tonight began to feel heat in her vessel, though she was surprised that the heat was not generated by hatred or revenge but of love and at the forgiveness that this man showed her.

"This is not your fault," he said turning his eyes to hers, which was the mistake Beradine and the others were waiting for as they rushed the young Constable. His arm was thrown up as the revolver discharged into the ceiling. Joseph and Seth quickly subdued Nathanial as Beth screamed out as Beradine grabbed her from behind.

"No, Constable I do not think you will be taking anyone out of anywhere. What shall I do with you though? If I killed you, well the last time I killed somebody looking down at Beth, there were too many questions. But if say you were killed while fucking a whore in a seedy part of town, well I guess the towns council which I am member of will go along with my version a little easier this time," Beradine said and then turning to Joseph and Seth, "Strip him."

At that both Seth and Joseph and surprisingly even the maid worked to undo Nathanial's cloak and clothes. Beth could not help but admire the young Constable's body as he did not carry an ounce of fat on him, with his chest and biceps clearing showing his defined muscles. Beradine then pushed the naked Beth into Nathanial's arms, who hugged her to him, "Now fuck her," Beradine said, "For it will have to show that you had sex."

"I will not!" said Nathanial, which brought ooohhs and awes from the others as they started to tease the Constable for being so upstanding and righteous. 

"If you clearly know what she is," Beradine said, "then you know what will happen to her if she is not across the bride at the stroke of midnight."

At this Beth raised her head from Nathanial's chest and realized that Zrathal had tricked her. Seeing the recognition in her eyes, Beradine smiled and said, "Oh yes I know all about your little pack with the demon. See it wants you just as bad as I did, so it told me how to shut you and your powers of persuasion down."




The Choice



Nathanial looked down at Beth who said, "I am sorry Nathanial that you and Jack Jack have been brought into this. I made a pack with a demon for revenge and if I am not across the bridge by the stroke of midnight, I will belong to the demon for eternity."

"Do not blame yourself, many would have done the same when confronted with such horrific things," he soothed and held her tighter.

"Well there is only one hour left and I do have a schedule," Beradine said. 

Nathanial said, "If I do as you ask will you get her across the bridge in time?"

"No, Nathanial don't do it," pleaded Beth but also was shocked that her hand had already slipped down between their naked forms and was caressing his hardened dick.

"Yeah, trust me she's not worth it,"snickered Joseph.

"Deal," said Beradine, "but you will have to do it here now in this room in front of us. You know I do have to think about keeping the house tidy and all."

At that Nathanial started to caress Beth's back slowing working his way down to her lower back, as he whispered in her ear, "I have always loved you. Even when I knew I should not for you were betrothed to my master. When you went missing, I went crazy! I was so angry that he did not want to find you. I left his apprenticeship to become the Constable in part I hoped to find you, but also so that I could prevent such a tragedy ever befalling another young maiden as beautiful as you," his lips then touched hers softly as she part them and felt his tongue enter into her mouth. She moaned lightly at this invasion as she took his hands and brought them up to her chest.

Nathanial began to caressing her wonderful pear shaped breasts as both of her hands moved down his body with one circling around his dick and the other tickling his balls. She slowly began to pump his dick as she kissed him back hard and then began to move her head down his body. She stopped each of his nipples on his muscled chest and bit at them playfully, which caused him to gasp. She then moved down his stomach kissing and biting playfully all the way down, while now pumping his dick hard in her hand. She then reached his dick and beheld the most beautiful sight she had ever seen. She kissed the length of it and inserted it into her mouth.

It was as if Nathanial and Beth were anywhere else but here as they both concentrated on each other. He began to groan as she was now bobbing up and down on his dick where her hands caressed his inner thighs and tickled his balls. Nathanial who was inexperienced in such things was quickly coming to orgasm as he looked down at the woman he loved pleasing him so. He ran his hands through her beautiful blonde hair and tilted his head upwards.

Just then, Beradine grabbed Beth by the shoulders and threw her onto the ground and said to Nathanial, "Pace yourself lad, but let's move it along. We will all testify to her expertise in sucking cock," laughing.

Nathanial wanted to kill this man, but his thoughts were diverted as Beth reached out and grabbed his hands and pulled him to her on the ground. He looked at her as she lay upon her black cloak with now only her black thigh high boots on as she parted her thighs inviting him in. He smiled somewhat embarrassed as he was not able to slip his dick into on the first try, bringing jeers about the room, but 

Beth with the love evident in her eyes, reached and took hold of his dick and brought to her waiting pussy. As Nathanial felt the warmth of her pussy surround his dick, Beth wrapped her legs around him and caressed his back. She then brought him close to her and guided his mouth to her heaving breasts as he started to pound her. He once again was quickly climbing the later of bliss and started to moan loudly. Beth sensing that he was close brought his face up to hers and shared a passionate kiss as he exploded in her. The thrill of being the one to take this noble man's virginity sent Beth over the edge as she too orgasimed. 

He looked at her sheepishly and whispered, "I love you."

Before she could reply to his confession, Nathanial was pulled off of her by Seth and Joseph as Beradine said, "You can always count on that bitch delivering the goods," laughing, "Now Constable you die," as he had reloaded the revolver while the two of them were having sex. 

Beth jumped up and grabbed Beradine around the arm begging him to stop. He threw her off of him and went over and punched her hard in the face splitting her lip, "Bitch, you never learn your lesson. I am going to kill this fucker and then you are next," he said menacingly as he towered over her. He then turned back to Nathanial who was being held by Seth and Joseph, while the maid gathered her clothes and ran out of the house. 

To this Beradine said, "Guess I am going to need to hire a new maid, boys? Let's finish this one and that other unconscious fuck." he said pointing to Jack Jack, "Well, I am not going to waste a bullet on him. Once done here Seth, you can go and fetch my whip."

Beth rolled over onto her back and closed her eyes waiting for the sound of the barrel signally the death of an innocent man, a good man, and her lover. She then realized that she was angry again, no not angry for that did not even come close to how she felt. It was like there was a raging inferno inside of her that drove all cold from her. 

She suddenly remembered the incantation that Zrathal taught her to punish the humans of this realm. She slowly forced herself to sit up into a crouched position as she started whispering the words and fixated her eyes upon her right hand. 

She watched in fascination as her hand suddenly felt as if it was burning as an orange glow appeared. It hurt so badly, but she knew she could not stop, not now. Soon the orange glow grew into something more solid; into a pumpkin as flames began to whirl about it. She had no idea what possessed Zrathal to think of such a thing, but she had to make it work. 

She slowly stood up holding the flaming pumpkin in her hand and called out, "BERADINE!" At seeing this woman standing there completely naked in black leather boots holding a flaming pumpkin, Seth and Joseph let go of Nathanial and headed for the door. 

By this time Jack Jack had finally started to recover and was bowled over by the two men who hit the doorframe at the same time sending both of them spilling back into the room and throwing Jack Jack out of it. 

Beth heaved the pumpkin at the two retreating men who once again tried to make for the exit, one who was her former betrothed and the other played a part in her death. As the pumpkin smashed into the men, they screamed out in agony and they twisted in pain. To everyone's surprise their bodies disintegrated before their very eyes and left a small dusting of ash in their wake. 

Jack Jack sat back in shock at what just transpired and eyed Beth through the open doorway, naked except for her boots and looking quite enraged at the moment while she began chanting again while she held out her hand. Beradine not wishing to give Beth a chance at him leveled his revolver at her who was already calling up another pumpkin. The residue of the first blazing pumpkin had caught the drapes in the room to burn sending flame and smoke out into the foyer. 

Before Nathanial could grab hold of Beradine's arm to throw off his aim, Beradine discharged the weapon right at the woman, just as Nathanial shouted out, "No!"

As the smoke cleared from the discharge and Nathanial tackled Beradine who was laughing hysterically at killing the bitch, they both heard Beth call out, "You fool, I am already dead! Do you really think you can kill me twice?" As her form came into view holding another flaming pumpkin, at this Beradine shoved Nathanial into her and charged the window smashing through it as flames began to climb and lick up the spines of the bookcases in the room. From out in the foyer Jack Jack called out, "Get out of there the whole place is going up!"

Both Beth and Nathanial looked at each other and ran through the gaping hole in the window that Beradine had made when he smashed through. 

Beradine for his part was now running towards the stables, holding a badly bleeding shoulder cut by the glass of the window. His only frantic thoughts were to get away from this bitch. He could hear them running behind him and then heard them stop. At this he stopped himself and turned to see what was going on and whimpered at the sight behind him. There stood Beth with that cursed flaming pumpkin. 

Beradine seeing he was beat shouted out, "Take your best shot bitch! You will never best me," as he started to laugh right up until the pumpkin that Beth threw hit him in the face and disintegrated his body into dust. A very small part of her cheered as Beradine screamed in agony and this last thoughts were most likely of her....

Beth let out a sigh of relief; finally she thought it was done. Nathanial raced up to her but concern was on his face instead of happiness. Before she could say anything, he said, "Beth it is almost midnight!" Her heart sank as she had come so far to see it all slip away.

"Then we better get moving," called out Jack Jack as he quickly hitched two horses to a carriage as Nathanial not wasting any time raced over to help him.

"We can still make it Beth, quickly," Nathanial shouted as she took his hand and got in beside him. As Jack Jack cracked the wipe and the horses jolted forward, the bell stroked its first toll. 

Jack Jack was racing the horses through the street with reckless abandoned. The bell struck again, as the carriage sped past the now closed Tully tavern. The Old Woodsmen bridge was now in sight. 

Jack Jack cracked the whip hard into the air spurring the horses on faster as the bell tolled again, with one toll left the carriage entered the far side of the bridge. Jack Jack was yelling and screaming at the horses as Nathanial held Beth's hands tightly promising her that they would make it in time. Just as the bell tolled for the final time the carriage crossed the bridge.

Instantly, Zrathal appeared in the carriage opposite Beth and Nathanial. At seeing this creature, Nathanial let out a yelp and went to kick the wicked creature out, but Beth stopped him.

"Who's the bum?" Zrathal said to Beth indicating Nathanial.

"Long story but it's done," Beth said harshly, "No thanks to you! I know you tried to double cross me!"

"I am not the only one that made some stupid pledge to you," said Zrathal looking at Jack Jack, "I just wanted to see some sex, and boy did I ever!" grinning widely it added, "Yeah, glad your whole revenge thing is done! So ready to be mine in my realm? I have three new slaves that I can let you break in."

"No, Zrathal. The deal was that I complete my revenge the first night back and get across the bridge before midnight. I have done both and it is'our' realm now," she said confidently.

"Then she is freed?" interjected Nathanial.

"Freed?" said Zrathal confused turning to him.

"Is she free to come back as ... one of us?" said Nathanial expectantly.

"Ummm ... she is dead to this realm, there is no changing that." Zrathal said looking at Beth and absently licked his lips at seeing her naked form.

"What does that mean," said Nathanial confused. He was looking back and forth between the demon and his beloved.

"What it means is that I made my choice Nathanial. I will stay in Zrathal's realm for 364 days out of the year and on Halloween night I will be able to cross over into the realm of the living again," Beth said and kissed Nathanial one final time as she let her fingers caress his chest again. She then stepped back and looked to Jack Jack. 

"I am glad to see you able to control your powers," Jack Jack said grinning.

"No, this can't be!" said Nathanial, "this isn't fair!"

"Who is this guy again?" said Zrathal, "Look girl we have to go." Hoping down with Beth following after it. 

Nathanial looked pleadingly at Jack Jack who only shook his head, as Nathanial got down from the carriage and grabbed Beth's hand causing her to turn to him once again. "When will I see you again?" he inquired heavy with emotion.

"Is he dense?" questioned Zrathal to Jack Jack who ignored the beast.

"I guess I will see you next Halloween, that is if you want to see me again," Beth whispered pulling away from him.

"I will be waiting for you then," Nathanial called out after her.

At this Beth took Zrathal's hand and started to walk into the forest as their bodies began to disappear. Both men could hear the creature tell Beth, "What happened to the corset I gave you? Don't get me wrong I love the current look, garments just get in the way," as it reached up and squeezed her ass causing her to wiggle it some for him as they completely disappeared and both men got back into the carriage to head into town.



The Choice



He's had enough. Why did she need to go and spoil everything? She's wasted two perfectly happy years of marriage for a roll around with her arrogant boss. Luke is pissed. Samantha was his childhood sweet heart and they were each other's firsts. Ok, things have been a bit boring in the bedroom department these days, but he's been busy at work and she's been away on several conferences. Little did he know, until a week ago, that Sam, as he calls her, has spent these conferences fucking her boss in the luxury hotels where she stays! 

Luke discovered his beautiful wife's indiscretions after he unexpectedly went to her hotel to surprise her and instead caught her in the act. Seeing Sam bent over the bed, dressed in erotic underwear she had never worn to their bed, her beautifully rounded ass bobbing around as her conceited boss pounded into her, was the last straw.

Sam has always been a self obsessed woman. She likes to shop and bitches about everyone and everything. When Luke first met her, she was a quiet and gentle character but at university she got involved with a bad crowd. Now she's changed into someone who criticises everything he does, often belittling him in front of friends and family. However, he loves her. Plus, she is smoking hot. A perfect 10! Sleek, long dark hair, firm rounded ass and large plump tits that defy gravity are only a fraction of the charms she used to get him up the aisle. Her motivation? Money, Luke inherited a prosperous firm and, as his wife, she lives a life of luxury. Sam doesn't need to work but she maintains that she requires her freedom. Suddenly, Luke sees this to mean she wants her space to fuck who she wants whilst he is not around.

So what now? When he opened the bedroom door and listened to his wife telling her middle-aged, balding boss to fuck her even harder, Luke had shut it again quietly and left. Sam was unaware he was ever there and for the last week he's been thinking about what he should do about his cheating wife. She arrived back three days ago, her high spirits only adding fuel to the flames as Luke makes his decision. He may live to regret his choice, but he is sure as hell going to make her regret fucking her boss and fucking him over.

Luke makes plans to take Sam away to a cabin in the countryside. He cites the fact that they had been away from each other for a while and it is time to have some peace and quiet together. The thought of a walking holiday dos not inspire much enthusiasm from Sam but she finally agrees and books time off work. When the time arrives Luke carries all the bags to the garage and packs the things he needs to make this a weekend away she'll never forget. Pulling up in front of the house he picks her up and sets off to a remote part of the countryside. 

Arriving at their destination, Luke asks Sam to wait before she gets out. Passing her a DVD player he presses play and sits back staring out of the windscreen. Keeping his eyes forward, he listens to his wife moan as an orgasm rocks her body on the video player whilst her ignorant boss called her a 'dirty cunt'. When he hears Sam's gasp of disbelief, and the video end, he turns and looks at his wife. A single tear flows down her cheek. 

"How?" 

That is the only word she can form. Luke explains that he planned a sexy evening at the hotel that fateful night. Then he reminds her that early on in their relationship she commented on making an erotic video of them together. He arrived before her at the hotel and bribed the hotel receptionist into letting him into the room. Once inside, he'd set up concealed video cameras in a desperate bid to rekindle their lost spark. Instead, he captured her on film screwing her boss.

Next, Luke passes her a brown envelope, inside is a copy of their pre-nuptial agreement. Luke had not wanted one but his father had insisted when the company was bequeathed to him that something formal was in place. In red highlighter, the section about extra marital affairs is clearly highlighted for her attention. She would receive nothing. Everything that had been brought was in his name, she had signed over her rights to anything but what she came into the marriage with, which was a small pittance. 

"I'll do anything, I'm so sorry! It meant nothing. How can I make it up to you?"

Luke sits silently as words form and Sam begs his forgiveness. All he can hear, however, are the echoes of her moans on the DVD player. Finally he speaks.

"Shut your lying mouth and take off your clothes, Bitch."

Sam stops her pleading and looks at Luke in shock, has she heard him correctly? Her disbelief is shattered when Luke suddenly turns in his seat and grips each side her plain white blouse in his hands and rips it open in one violent tug. Buttons bounce onto the floor, as he forcefully shoves the blouse over her shoulders revealing the drab cream bra she always wore around him. Again, his mind angrily flashes back to seeing her in the hotel in a sexy black peephole bra and a thong that was spread aside so she could be taken from behind.

"You have a simple choice, Bitch. Strip and let me do whatever I want to you and your cheating body this weekend. Or, get out of the car, walk home, pack a bag and get out of MY house!"

Shocked, Sam considers her options as the cool air brushing over her semi-revealed breasts causing her nipples to harden to perfect peaks. What if he sends the tape to her company? She'd be fired as well as lose everything in the divorce. The tape was damning. She either gives in or she loses her entire world. Plus, Luke is unimaginative at the best of times in the bedroom. After a hard weekend riding her boss whilst away, her sexual encounters with her husband were always barely a blip on her radar. 

Shrugging her arms out of her dreary blouse, Sam reaches back to unclip her unflattering bra whilst Luke watches her with cold, uncaring eyes. As the undergarment falls to the car floor she crosses her arms to cover herself the best she can.

"Get the rest off and show me everything, Bitch!"

The last word sounds wrong on her formally gentle spouse, he always puts up with her complaining and never argues back when she puts her foot down, which is often. Uncrossing her arms she unzips the side of her skirts and pushes it down, underneath are boxer style pants that are not designed for any romantic rendezvous. It is clear to Luke that she had no intention of creating any spark at their getaway but he already knew that. He'd searched her bags before packing the car and found none of the lingerie she'd been sporting at the hotel.

"This week you'll wear what I tell you to wear, when I tell you to wear it. However, most of the time you'll be wearing only me, Bitch"

Sam's eyes shoot up to Luke as he reaches his hand across to roughly pinch her right nipple. He squeezes it harshly between his strong fingers and rolls it around almost absent minded. Sam struggles to suppress a cry as she squirms to remove her pants and drops them onto the floor. Luke is pleased to see she has kept the only sexy part of her outfit on. Sam loves shoes. Her passion is to increase her collection of designers and styles. Now, she is wearing a pair of black stilettos with killer heels with a red ribbon that ties around her ankle.

"Keep your slutty shoes on. Put your hands on the back of your neck and keep your elbows and knees apart. Move them and the deal is over, Bitch."

So this was to be her pet name, Sam does as she's instructed feeling a blush of shame spread across her cheeks at the exposure. During the long drive, she'd been fantasising about her bosses long hard cock slamming into her cunt and it has left her wet. Looking at Luke she can see his displeasure as he runs his fingers over her moist crack. In retribution, he pinches the nub of her clit just between her folds as roughly as her nipple a few moments ago. This time she lets out a little scream but manages to keep her hands in place. Her boss had liked it rough occasionally and so she'd felt worse. However, here it is the lack of control and the inability to get of the situation which makes it so much harder to bear. 

For several minutes, Luke explores his wife's body. Familiar territory but one he has not recently had the opportunity to spend much time with. He is not gentle. Instead, he pinches and squeezes her flesh like she is mindless cattle at a market. Eventually, he starts poking his fingers roughly inside her wet cunt, finger fucking her with enough force to lift her off the seat. Through it all she locks her fingers behind her neck and closes her eyes tightly shut. Even when he leans over the gear stick, and locks his mouth and teeth on her nearest nipple, she still does not move. Knowing all she has to do is follow his instructions. That he'll soon get bored or run out of ideas. Then she can get this over, start to repair her marriage and secure her financial status. 

It is only when Luke's hand roughly grabs her head by the hair and pulls it down into his lap that her eyes fly open. At some point during his assault on her body he'd realised his rock hard cock and it was now aimed straight at her face. The gear lever roughly pushes into her as he grabs his cock in his spare hand and rubs it around her face leaving a trail of pre-cum in its wake. After making sure he covers every centimetre of her face, he rubs it back and forth across her lips. 

"Suck it Bitch until it cums in your mouth and make sure you swallow every single last fucking drop!"

With that remark Luke stabs his cock between Sam's lips and drives to right into the back of her throat using her hair as a handle to hold her in place. As he hits the back of her throat she feels her gag reflex kick in but suppresses the urge and focuses on making sure she can breathe. Thankfully she manages to do just that as he yanks her back by her ponytail and then plunges himself back into her tight lipped mouth. She feels so good around his cock, after getting married she'd refused to give him any more blow jobs but now she was getting the mouth fuck of her life. Jerking her head up and down on his cock, her lips stretched around his wide breadth, he barely restrains himself from cumming too soon. He wants this moment to last, no mercy for her lying mouth. However, he can only hold on for so long and soon Sam struggles to take the engorged cock which pummels into her. Finally, with a last vigorous thrust of his hips and a tight grip on her head, Luke empties himself down her battered throat. Sam gags on the bitter liquid which has no escape but to squirt upwards making her swallow to survive. 

After what seems like several minutes, Luke releases her hair and allows her to move her head backwards but not before he rubs his saliva and cum lubricated limp cock all over her reddened face.

"Get out of the car and walk over to the cottage, keep your hands behind your neck and walk slowly. I want to see that perfect ass shake as you move, Bitch."

Sam nervously opens the car door, even though there is no-one around for miles the thought of walking the long stretch from the drive to the cottage in just her high heels fills her with dread. However, she finds the courage as she knows that he won't be up for much action for a while as Luke was never was capable of more than one erection a night previously. 

As she, steps out of the vehicle and walks towards the cottage she can feel his eyes zoned in on her. Remembering his command, she makes sure she swings her hips as she walks. This causes her ass to bob about and the extra motion causes even her firm ample tits to swing from side to side. Luke sits back and watches the show, revelling in the new found control and power he has over that perfectly formed body. His plans were working out, but this was only the start. Sam was in for one hell of a ride this weekend!

Carefully climbing the rickety steps of the cottage, Sam makes her way to the front door. Hearing the car door slam close she turns to watch Luke stride across the drive. Startled, she notices that Luke has not done up his fly and his formally spent cock is now hard again. Obviously, the sight of her strutting butt naked across the path has aroused him. Thinking he would not be up for any more action for a few hours, panic slightly sets in for Sam. What would he want her to do next? This is soon answered as moves up the steps and shoves her hard against the door. His strong arms lift her up, spearing her onto his throbbing cock. Pinned against the door, he spreads her thighs wide as he thrusts in and out. The rough wood of the door bites into her back and buttocks as she's slid up and down its surface. With a final thrust, he slams her against the door and pumps himself inside her. Once completely spent, Luke drops her on the floor and she lands face down on the hard wooden balcony. 

"Lick me clean. Then crawl inside on your hands and knees. Time you learnt your place, Bitch"

Kneeling up, Sam looks up at Luke only to get a light slap across the face as a reward. 

"A Bitch like you does not get to look me in the eyes, now lick."

As before in the car, Luke grabs a fistful of hair and his cock and forces her face into his crotch. This time it smells and tastes of both their fluids mingled together. She has never done this before and licks gingerly at the limp cock. For this she receives another light slap on the face, without a word she starts to clean the cock with more vigour. She even licks his recently shaved balls as he lifts them up for her to freshen with her tongue. 

Once Luke is pleased with her work, he releases her hair and unlocks the cottage door. Gesturing for her to enter, she remembers to crawl across the hard floor into the building. As she passes him, Luke swats at her rounded ass just hard enough to leave a reddened handprint which he watches fade as she moves across the room inside.

Inside the cottage is sparsely decorated. Furniture is practical rather than decorative and only the basic features are evident. This is not the sort of place Sam would ever consider staying, but choice was not her option this weekend. Looking around more carefully, Sam sees that the cottage is open plan, that it is basically one large room with a closet and a bathroom. One side is the lounge and kitchen area and the other is the... 

"Oh, my!"

The bedroom side is straight out of something from a medieval scene. A solid gigantic oak four poster bed takes up most of the space. However, it is the solid iron chains that cause Sam's shocked reaction. Each corner and post of the bed has restraints in various places with large metal rings around the bed so they can be moved. Sam re examines the rest of the cottage and starts to notice other features of her weekend home. The fore mentioned metal rings are secreted all around the cottage, including the low ceiling and the floor. 

"I hope you like your weekend home Bitch! Found it online, thankfully it was free this weekend. I think I'm going to enjoy it here."

The grin on Luke's face shows that he has every intention of enjoying himself but it also tells Sam that he doubts she'll have such a good time. Once again grabbing her by the hair, he steers her to the leather couch where he sits down. Instructing her to kneel up in front of him with her arms once again locked behind her neck. As he relaxes in his chair, Sam feels his eyes boring into her body. She dares not look up at him and keeps her eyes fixed to the floor. Looking down she can see her tits shaking from the effort to stay still. She knows how good she looks and hopes that by displaying herself to the best she can please Luke and maybe he'll get over all this and she can get her life back. 

After what seems like forever, Luke gets up and tells her to stay where she is and if she moves even an inch he'll make sure she regrets it for the rest of her life. Luke leaves and goes to the car to collect the luggage. All the bags Sam packed at the house are still back home in the garage. Luke left them there after sifting through them. Now all that was packed was implements to make this weekend extra special and a few bits of exotic lingerie Sam had found hidden in a box in her wardrobe. 

Returning to the cottage, Luke is pleased to see that Sam has not moved. He stands at the door for a few minutes and wonders if this is what she really wanted from him all along. She could have left at any point. Luke decides to test his theory and see how much she can handle this weekend. He is still unsure what will happen once they return home, but for now he is going to use and abuse that perfect body and make sure she regrets ever messing him around.

Striding back to the couch, Luke sits down and takes out a package from the backpack he brought into the building. Upon hearing this, Sam braves a peep at what is happening and sees him take out what appears to be a wide dog collar. Surely he can't mean for her to wear this? Next, he takes out four leather cuffs. All the items seem to have large metal D-Rings and strong looking buckles. First, Luke takes the collar and, leaning forward, slips it around Sam's slender neck fastening it securely at the back. Cruelly, he tests it by grabbing the loop at the front pulling her forward making her lose her balance and go face first into his crotch. Her arms move off her neck to stop her fall and she manages to steady herself before Luke uses the ring to wrench her back up. Another slap stings across her cheek.

"Did I tell you to move your arms Bitch? For that you'll have to be punished, but first let's decorate those pretty wrists and ankles of yours. Stand up and put your hands behind your back and remember to keep those cheating eyes down."

Following his instructions, Sam stands and places her arms behind her back where Luke attaches a cuff to each of her wrists and then attaches the two together so she cannot move her arms. Then he places one on each ankle, and like the wrists, he attaches them together, but this time with a short chain which only allows her to shuffle. Sitting back on the couch, Luke tells her to move over towards him. Her short steps make her tits bounce delightfully and the wide collar keeps her head help up which makes keeping her gaze downwards even harder. 

When she's at the edge of the couch, Luke uses the collar ring to pull her face down over his knee. Manoeuvring her so her cunt can feel the hardened cock wrapped up in his tight jeans and her buttocks are in a ripe place. With one hand he presses her face sideways into the couch and with the other he raises it and smacks it down onto the lily white ass on top of him. Unable to move, Sam starts whimpering in distress but is soon screaming as Luke continues to rain down blows onto her buttocks. Her slight squirming massages his cock through his trousers and he nearly cums there and then. However, he manages to hold on and after a few more thwacks he stops and starts to pinch and rub the enflamed skin below him. 

Not once did Sam ask him to stop, she begs his forgiveness and tells him she is sorry, but through all the spanking she does not once ask him to stop. Luke is shocked that when he stabs his finger into her cunt from behind he finds her wetter than he's ever had her in their entire relationship. Her juices have even seeped into his jeans, merging with his own pre cum to create a massive stain. First sticking in one finger, he then goes to two and then three, shoving them in and out like a steam piston. He fingers drenched he wipes them on her ass and gets an idea. 

Sam had always had one rule in the bedroom, her anus was off limits. Luke has long had wet dreams about taking advantage of that virgin opening and now he had the perfect opportunity to try. If she said no then the deal was off, he'll leave her here and call her boss to come pick her up. However, if she didn't object then...




The Choice



Luke started to test the waters by scooping up her wetness and rubbing it closer and closer to her prized opening. Sam squirmed as his fingers roughly handled her bruised and battered ass but as his fingers made their way closer and closer to her anus she holds still. Surely he was not about to break her golden rule, not even her perverted boss was allowed in that way. Doubts were gone when she feels his hands spread her ass cheeks apart and a finger push at her back entrance. The word 'no' forms on her lips but is not uttered as Luke penetrates her ass quickly causing her to jolt on top of him. This movement, unfortunately for her, makes the finger plunge in even deeper. This invasion continues as he fingers fucks this tight hole as if it were her moist cunt. Eventually, Luke is able to push two fingers inside and, with her lying still and no effort to stop him, he scissors his fingers to stretch and widen the hole. He is mesmerised by his actions. Watching his fingers vanish into her hand printed ass was beyond anything her could have hoped for. Also, her lying here letting him was several wet dreams come true. 

It was all getting too much for Luke, he nearly cummed spanking her but this was even harder. He wanted to enjoy it for even longer but the thought of shoving his cock in there was even greater. Lifting her up and throwing her over his shoulder he goes over to the oak bed and dumps her face down on top of the black rubberised sheets. Stripping off and unclipping her cuffs, he reattaches her spread eagled and places some pillows under her hips to raise her delicious ass in the air. He can't resist spanking it again, first with one hand and them the other. Occasionally, Luke makes his hand strike lower to catch her exposed cunt and tender thighs whilst using his other hand to alternatively fuck her anus and cunt. 

"I'm going to fuck your ass properly now Bitch and I'm going to cum inside you. I'm going to use all your holes this weekend whenever I want to. If you want this marriage to last then no holes are barred to me anymore."

With this he positions his ready cock at her previously forbidden opening and pushes his head inside. Sam bites at the pillows beneath her as the pain rocks through her body. However, the finger fucking has nearly taken her over the edge and a mixed of pleasure is merged in with her discomfort. Not being a cruel man, Luke gives Sam a moment to get used to his cock inside her before inching it in slowly until he reaches his hilt. Looking down at his cock sunk into her ass is almost enough to send him cumming there and then. Instead, he grabs the camera he picked up from his bag as he carried her over and placed on the bed. Taking pictures of this wife with his cock buried inside her will provide him with wanking material for years to come, or is that cum? 

Setting the camera to video he films himself pulling out to the tip and then pushing back inside her. Then aiming the camera at her head he tells Sam to turn for the camera and smile. She obliges and he films the waves of emotions that cross her face as he pulls out quickly and shoves himself back inside with considerable force. First he sees shock, then pain, then embarrassment and something that looks like pleasure. Barley managing to keep the camera steady he repeats this process wanting to capture this moment for prosperity. A new idea forms in his mind as he fucks her ass more vigorously than he first planned. As he nears completion he whips out his cock and films himself spurting cum all over her burning ass cheeks and lithe back. He even gets some in that perfectly straightened hair and the white of his cum stands out on the dark hair like pearls. Somehow, Luke manages to find the energy to switch back to camera mode to get off a few still shots as well, zooming in on her gaping anus and his cum on her abused buttocks. 

Finally, he leaves the bed and goes into the bathroom, leaving her still tied up and weeping into the pillows. Whilst cleaning himself off, he chuckles at how she never asked him to stop. She let him fuck her ass and never said no, what a cum loving whore she really was. Next time, he would take his time on that ass. That was his now as he could tell that not even her boss had plundered that treasure. 

Meanwhile, Sam on the bed continues to weep. Not in pain, but because she is ashamed of herself. Not only did she let Luke do the one thing on her 'No, no!' list but it also made her orgasm. She hopes she managed to hide it from him as he took his degrading photos of his achievements but the evidence was damp beneath her. Why did she not tell him to stop, why was she really letting this happen? Surely she could fight the pre-nuptial agreement in court and get something out of this marriage. However, could she afford to take the chance? She did not want to be poor and she knew her married boss would not want her permanently. That's why she was allowing Luke to do all this. It was a small price to pay for her lifestyle. Plus, that was three times now, surely he was done for the night and they were heading back home in only a few days. 

Little did Sam know about the pills Luke had acquired from a pharmaceutical friend on the black market, one tablet designed to increase cum production and another that provided extra stamina and blood flow. Combined they allowed the user to get regular erections and cum each time. Not suitable for prolonged use, but alright for a weekend to remember. Popping an extra stamina pill in the bathroom, Luke wanks his cock back to life and strides back into the bedroom. Sam's face turns in his direction shows a stunned look at his new erection as he climbs back on the bed and proceeds to fuck her ass once more. 

This time, Luke makes it last, leaning over to grab her tits from underneath and pinching them hard causing her ass to tighten on his cock even more. Then, spanking her ass as he goes, he fucks her harder than he ever has before calling her every dirty name that comes to mind. This time, as his balls tightens for release, he sinks deep himself inside and unloads himself in her ass. Sam feels the hot liquid fill her insides and this time she can't disguise the orgasm she reaches from the mixture of pleasure and pain. Unable to believe what is happening, Luke pulls out and looks down at his wife in her after glow. Did she really orgasm whilst he fucked her ass? Looking down he sees the wet patch beneath her and starts to laugh. 

"You liked that didn't you Bitch? Well, well, well what a dirty whore I have for a wife. Well, all that fucking has made me hungry, go get yourself cleaned up and make me some dinner you Cum Loving Slut."

Luke unclips her restraints and sits on the bed and watches her go into the bathroom. He can tell she is sore from the spanking and ass fucking by how she is walking and continues to laugh and call her filthy names as she closes the door. Picking up the camera he flicks through the pictures and watches the film, his cock stirs once again and he silently thanks his friend for the pills. 

In the bathroom, Sam cleans the dried cum off her face from the car and then tries to get as much off her back and ass as she can reach. Sitting down she cleans up the mixture of her juices and cum that pours out of her cunt and ass. When finished, she looks at herself in the mirror, her hair has escaped unscathed but her ass is a different story. Turning around she can see Luke's abuse of her ass shining red against her pale skin. Why did she let him do that? Why was she letting him do any of this? Money? Was she really that much of a whore?

Coming out of the bathroom she moves over to the kitchen, it seems already pre-stocked and whilst Luke goes to clean himself off she makes some sandwiches, a task that seems so mundane after the day's events. Looking out of the window she can see that it is early evening as it had taken half a day to get here and she'd been busy getting fucked until now. Absorbed in her task she does not hear Luke approaching until she is pressed hard against the kitchen counter. His hands wrapping around her to take a nipple in each hand as he starts to tweak and pulls at them. Sam struggles to continue to make the food as he continues his administrations of her tits. Occasionally, he slaps them from side to side and pinches the tender flesh and twists. Sam can feel his hard cock slide up her butt crack and its head resting against her lower back. How can he be ready again?! 

As she finishes, he takes the plates and moves them to one side, pushing her further forward until she leaning over the counter on her tip toes. Then taking a leg in each hand, he lifts them up wide and ploughs his cock into her cunt. Sam holds onto the edge of the counter for support as he takes her from behind. Her tenderised tits crushed against the cold marble as he fucks her roughly, once again he pulls out at the last minute, lowers her down and shoots his load all over her back and uses his flaccid cock to rub it into her skin. Grabbing a ring from her collar he pulls her onto her knees towards his cum dripping member and pushes it into her mouth for her to clean off with her tongue. 

Once Sam is finished getting all the juices of, Luke picks up his plate and goes to sit at the kitchen table and eats his sandwich like noting has ever happened. Sam moves over with her plate to sit and eat, but Luke silently stands up, puts the plate on the floor and re-clips her hands behind her back. Pushing her to the ground by her hair he shoves her face into the food.

"Eat it like the Bitch you are. I've done fucking you for today but that doesn't mean this is all over."

Sam struggles to eat the food off the plate, desperate for food as the last time she ate was breakfast that morning. Luke gets up to fetch water which he holds for her to drink, a tender moment compared to everything else going on. 

After finishing the meal, Luke unclips Sam's hands so she can clear up, shuffling as her feet are still tethered together with the chain. Luke relaxes into the couch and watches his beautiful wife do a rare thing, tidy up. At home they had a cleaner who did most of the work and Sam never did any chore of her own bar the shopping which often burnt a hole in his finances. Watching his spoiled little wife washing the pots, butt naked and chained up causes a smile to spread across face. He is enjoying this! This is how he should have treated her all along. Maybe he was too soft on her and she needed a firm hand and that's why she cheated on him. Could this have really been his fault for being a bad husband and not tending to his wife better? Pushing that thought aside, he starts to think of what he is going to do to her next. He was done fucking, the tablets were good, but not that good. He'll save the rest for tomorrow. 

After finishing the few pots, Sam shuffles her way to the couch where Luke re-clips her arms behind her back and gets her to stand in front of him. Her cunt at eye level, he explains he is done fucking her, but that was only with his cock. Getting her to spread her legs as far as possible in the chains, he inserts his fingers deep inside her cunt. Using his thumb to rub against her clit, he reaches up with his free hand to caress her tits. He smiles as her legs beginning to shake as he knows she is about to orgasm against her will. Looking up he can see the shame in her face as she releases and she can barely stand as the wave rocks her body. Allowing her juices to run down his fingers, he stands and pushes them into her mouth so she can lick them clean. 

"On the bed are some clothes for you to wear, we're going out for an evening ride in the car. Make sure you clean yourself up first Bitch, I don't want to go out with some cum covered whore."

Removing her cuffs and collar he watches her walk over to the bed. She stops and nearly turns to speak to him when she remembers the rules. On the bed is the underwear from the video, the ones he had found hidden in her wardrobe. There was nothing else. Surely he had other clothes for her to wear in the car? Putting on the tiny thong, that vanishes up her butt cheeks and features a decorated slit in the front for easy access to the cunt, she hopes there is something else. Putting on the peephole bra that lifts and pushes together her tits to form the ultimate cleavage, she looks down to see the strategically placed holes that allows her nipples to peek through suggestively. 

Keeping her high heels on, she walks back over to Luke on the couch. He is dressed in black trousers and a black shirt. He looks smarter and sexier than she's ever seen him before. Standing as she approaches, he covers the distance between them and pinches both nipples through the peepholes, using them like handles to pull her towards him. Now, instead of peeking out they jut out obviously through the sheer black fabric and the holes trimmed with red ribbon. Then he then reaches down to slid a finger through the matching slit in the thong and a hand around to move the string on the thong to finger her anus, Sam suddenly feels more naked than when she was undressed. This underwear gives her no protection, just highlights her bountiful features and offers them up on a plate for the taking. 

Luke goes and opens the door and motions for her to leave. So he did plan for her to not wear any more than this. Could she do it? She travelled from the car to the cottage naked, but could she get in the car dressed like this and go for a drive? Even whilst thinking about it, her feet made the decision and carried her outside where her hips betray her as they sway as she moves. Knowing Luke was getting an eyeful behind her as he locks the cottage door and follows her out to the car. Getting into the passenger seat, the leather seat is cold from the evening air on her buttocks. Sam is almost grateful for this after the stings from his spanks have caused them to feel like they are on fire. Putting on the seatbelt causes her tits to jut out even more and reviewing herself in the reflective night windscreen she looks obscene. 

Luke sits in the driver's seat, looking across at his wife. Her tits are jutting out either side of the belt and her nipples are even harder from the cold air. Looking down he sees she is spreading her knees wide apart. So she is learning. He can't resist moving his hand to that inviting slit and slipping his fingers inside her hole before he puts the car into gear and sets off. 

Travelling on quiet country roads, Sam struggles to keep her arms and hands from covering herself up, but she knows Luke would be upset and her cooling buttocks are a reminder that she does not want to displease him again until this is all over. Occasionally, a car passes them but she is sure that in the darkened car they would be unable to make out her sluttish state and if they did they would be long gone before the other driver realises what they have seen. 

Luke sits silently in the car, and Sam does not want to risk breaking the peace and quiet. It gives her time to re-evaluate their relationship. Why did she cheat on him in the first place? She remembers that she needed more excitement and their bedroom antics had become routine and in some cases tedious. He'd 'play' with her tits a bit, they kiss a bit and then he'd climb on top and screw her a bit. It was all quick and lacked any sort of real emotion or passion. He was not imaginative and she always felt it was his job to make things more exciting. Then she'd gotten drunk one night at a conference and her slimy boss had shown her how a man can take control. Her balding boss did nothing for her in appearance, but he knew how to push her buttons and make her climax on his demand. Her manipulative boss then used this encounter to get her to do it again and again with threats of being fired if she told anyone or refused. She got herself into this position but she was finding she was starting to enjoy the lack of control and her husband's new found confidence and imagination. 

In a lay-by down a darkened path, Luke pulls the car over and tells Sam to get out and stand in front of the car so he can look at her in the spot lights. Doing as instructed, she climbs out, her heels slightly sticking in the rough track, but standing in front of the car she laces her fingers behind her neck and gives her best pose for her husband. Luke sits back and admires his wife, noticing that she is getting into his dominance of her. He decides to see how much further he can push her. Taking his camera out, he leaves the car lights on to illuminate her and goes to the front of the car. Positioning her like a rag doll bent over the hot bonnet, he starts to take pictures of his wife in various positions. He even gets her to stick her own fingers up her cunt and to play with her own tits. He may die wanking from all these pictures! 

After taking a few more shots, re re-positions her bent over the bonnet and speaks firmly to her.

"You've been a lying, cheating whore and you deserve to be punished however and whenever I want Bitch. I'm going to use my belt to beat you with, but you're not allowed to cry out or someone may discover us and the deal will be over. Understand bitch?"

Sam holds back a sob as she nods her head. She thought that by being good he wouldn't punish her again. Now, she realises that she has already been bad and he will punish her just for the hell of it all. As she hears him remove his belt, in the corner of her eye she sees him double it over and she desperately tries to find something to hold onto on the smooth bonnet. When the first blow lands she nearly screams, but more from shock that excruciating pain. It does hurt, but it is more humiliating than dangerous. Each lash of the belt causes her to gasp quietly, and it seems Luke is working it hard to make her slip up and scream loudly. He positions the belt over and over onto the same tender areas. Making sure he hits the spots where he spanked her earlier and making sure the end of the belt catches her delicate cunt lips every so often. She knows she will have bruises from this assault but that is lost as she feels the heat inside her build up. Reaching under herself she starts to finger herself and tease her own nipples. After a few more blows, she is having an orgasm all over the car. Her back aches as he moves his belt to strike her there as he continues to strike as she slumps to focus on her afterglow. 

After creating a crisscross of stripes on her back, he puts his belt back on and takes some more pictures revelling in his handiwork. The wet patch on the bonnet is evident and Luke smiles to himself for a job well done and makes sure he gets a few zoomed shots to remind her how much she enjoyed the beating.

Allowing her to get back into the car, he sets off back towards the cottage. Tonight he'll let her rest so she has plenty of energy for tomorrow. He'd been on the internet a lot those three days she had been away and had a store of ideas for what he wanted to do to her unwilling body. However, it seemed to him she was quite willing in some ways, so that opened up another world of possibilities. Maybe they can work things out after this, but first he was going to make sure she is well worked over so she will never think about betraying him again.

Back at the cottage, he makes her walk to the door and then crawl through, swatting her ass to guide her to the bed. Here he takes out some scissors and cuts the cursed lingerie to shreds. Sliding the blades against her skin and calling her degrading names as he slices it away to reveal her naked frame. Walking slowly around her, he caresses her skin, pinching and flicking her nipples, buttocks and cunt lips as he moves. He loves how she stands silently allowing him his every touch with no look of disgust, just a sign of resignation and even a hint of desire. 




The Choice



Allowing her a brief trip to the bathroom to clean up, he attaches the cuffs and chains her out spread eagled on one half of the bed. Next to her, he curls up on his side, one hand playing with her tits until he falls asleep. Sam hears his breathing go deep, his fingers still clamped on her tits, so close to an orgasm but denied, her legs spread too far apart to get any friction to get completion. It takes her a long time to fall asleep like this but when she does it is deep and dreamless.

A slap startles Sam awake, looking up she sees that it is morning but the light is blocked by Luke straddling her, his morning erection looming over her as it is guided into her mouth. Lifting her head up with one hand, Luke starts to fuck her mouth harder and faster than previously in the car as now he had more confidence in her commitment to the deal. He can feel her gag around his cock, but carries on whilst keeping a close eye to make sure she is given opportunity to breathe. The pills that morning seemed to have doubled his stamina and he is able to hold back and enjoy this mouth fuck much more and when his balls tighten unbearably he is ready to give her a protein breakfast straight down her throat. Slipping it out he rubs it into her sleepy face and laughs as a last burst flies into her hair and streaks across the face. What a shot, which he takes with the camera on the bedside table. He'd already taken several shots of her sleeping, careful not to wake her before he was ready.

Removing her restraints he lets her up to clean off and then demands his breakfast, again she cooks naked and eats hers off the floor with her hands secured behind her back. When she's finished washing up he calls her over to the couch. Here he passes her a mobile phone.

"Call your boss Bitch and get him to come over here, tell him you want him to come fuck your brains out. I'm not going to hurt him. I want to watch you get fucked by him and see what you nearly ruined our marriage over! This is part of the deal, if you refuse you can leave and I'll call the divorce attorney now."

Sam sits silent for a moment stunned. Of all the things she thought he'd do, this was not even a possibility. What could she say? Taking the phone she makes the call. She knows her boss will take the bait as his wife is away and he already wanted her to come over. She explains that her husband had to leave for an emergency and she was all alone waiting for his huge cock. He lives closer to the cottage than them so it would only be half and hour's drive to get there. He is already starting the car before she hangs up and passes the phone back to Luke. Smiling he passes her a silky top and a short skirt to put on, no underwear. The marks on her body had mostly gone and the light was poor in the cottage so it was doubtful her boss would see any of them. 

Ten minutes before the boss is due to arrive, Luke bends Sam over the couch and fucks her ass. It is a hard passionate fuck which leaves her sore. Her nipples are tender against the silky fabric after he's finished pinching and twisting them. He means for her to remember him as her boss fucks her. 

Hiding in the slated closet, Luke waits as the door knocks and Sam goes over to open it. He watches as her boss has barely got through the door before he is pawing Sam with his large grubby hands. He watches her boss move Sam over to the bed, thrust up her blouse and lock his fat mouth around her tits. He watches his wife's boss undo his trousers. He puts a condom on his lanky cock and start fucking his employee. The boss is even cruder than him. Telling Luke's wife she's a whore who likes it rough between animalistic grunts. Pumping inside of her he tells her she was a fucking cunt just begging to be used properly. Luke watches as his wives boss pulls out his cock, slips off the condom and slaps his dirty spunk all over his wives stomach and exposed tits. He watches as the boss rubs it in with his hands and slaps at her tits.

The boss does not notice Luke come out of the closet and he does not see the camera that Luke has used to film the whole thing. He has his mouth locked on Sam's tits again, the useless whore was always begging for his cock and his wife is a frigid in bed. The trousers around his ankles cause him to stumble as he hears his name being called. It wasn't coming from the stupid cunt he's just fucked but from behind him. Swirling around, he comes face to face with the slut's husband. He sees the camera and swears, trying to grad for it but Luke is faster. 

"Get the fuck out of here now and never speak to this bitch again. Otherwise, these photographs will be sent to your boss and your poor wife. This whore is my slut and will be from now on, she's off limits to other cocks unless I say so. Now get out!"

The boss leaves, knowing better than to mess with the younger and stronger looking husband. Plus, he was getting bored of this slut anyway and a new girl has started at work. She's already given him a blowjob and was much better than this cum bucket. Fastening his trousers he closes the door as he leaves ignoring the sound of the belt being struck against the ass of the woman he's just fucked.

Sam takes the belt in silence, feeling dirty from her bosses touch. How could she have ever let him touch her like she had? Sam accepts the stings and feels like she deserves them. Afterwards, she accepts Luke's cock forcefully in her mouth as he uses her hair to piston in and out. As he fucks her face, tears roll down her cheeks. She even has an orgasm as he pulls out, spins her around and sinks his cock in her ass to finish. She was Luke's wife and she should never have betrayed him, she was going to try and be a good obedient wife from now on. She wanted to make this marriage work but she had to show Luke that she is willing to accept whatever he wants to do with her. 

To show him how she feels, in a free moment from his punishment on her body she moves to climb on top of him. Licking and teasing his cock back to life and then sitting on top of it whilst she plays with her own tits and clit. Luke looks up in amazement as his wife performs a position she has never before allowed. She was always against being on top, but here she is writhing on his cock masturbating herself. It takes all he has to hold back and enjoy it for as long as possible. When he finally cums, be pulls her down hard on top of him and thrust his hips up to make sure he hits her very limit. He smiles as this action causes her body to shake with another orgasm. When she collapses on top of him he holds her for a few minutes before shoving her across his lap and spanking her ass hard for taking advantage of him. The slaps are half-hearted but he just loves the feel of her buttocks under his hand as he finger fucks her until she has yet another orgasm. 

Getting her to stand up he takes out some lengths of rope from a bag he brought in from the car last night. Following a diagram he printed out at home, he wraps the rope above and below her tits tightly, squeezing them from the top and bottom. Then he threads it through the middle between her two tits so they part and are squeezed in both directions. The rope makes Sam's tits turn a reddish purple from the blood flow and rock hard to the touch. As Luke pinches her nipples the effect is evident, Sam barely manages to stay on her feet at the heightened sensation. Luke moves her over to where a hook is in the ceiling and clips her hands above her head and lifts the chain he's attached to the hook. Stretched out on tip toes, Sam's tits look even more inviting. Luke swats at them with his hands, with nowhere to move due to the rope they take the full force of the blows and Sam cries out. As she opens her mouth, Luke slips in a ball gag to cut off her scream in mid flow and secures it tightly behind her neck. 

"Blink twice Bitch if you want me to carry on, three times if you want me to cut you lose and kick you out the door."

Blink, blink. Yes, carry on. Sam can feel her own juices running down her leg as Luke continues to slap her painfully hard tits. She feels the flow increase as he uses the tip of his leather belt to hit them again and again. She is grateful for the gag as he swings the full belt back and sends it wrapping around her naked body. Every so often he repeats his request, twice for yes, thrice for no. Each time she carefully only blinks twice as he continues to create red patterns all over her hung body. Sam is even more grateful for the gag when he puts down the gag and lifts her legs up wide putting her full weight on her arms. Her muffled screams of pleasure and pain are obliterated as Luke alternates between fucking her cunt and ass from this position. When he comes he pulls out of both and stands back and pump himself all over her stripped stomach. 

Again, he claims his camera and takes shots of everything. Close ups of her blood engorged tits, cum dripping down her whipped body and down her thighs. Close ups of her pinched and twisted cunt lips and of her spread anus with his finger buried inside. Close ups of her face with her mouth stretched wide around the ball gag and the tears streaming down her face which he licks off. Once finished, he takes her down, slowly removing the rope and allowing normal blood flow to return. However, this is an extra punishment as fresh blood reaches the places where her tits have been spanked. Sam collapses to the floor, her arms aching and her body stinging. Luke picks her up and throws her on the bed, chains her back up and leaves the cottage. Sam is alone, gag still in place with cum seeping into her skin and fresh tears rolling down her face.

After several hours, in which Sam blissfully sleeps, Luke comes back. When he walks through the door he seems different to how Sam remembers him. He's walking taller and with a confidence that demands respect. His control of her is changing him into a more powerful character. One that oozes sex appeal and makes her wet just thinking about him taking her again. This causes her to blush as Luke strides over and releases her. It seems to be late afternoon and he gets her to cook again, she does it happily and delights in him bending her over the kitchen table afterwards and having his desert by fucking her up the ass. She loves that he gets her to straddle him on the couch, that he squirts whipped cream onto her tits and licks it off whilst watching the football on the TV. She feels pleased that when his team wins, he pulls his cock out of his pants and has her bounce around on top of him whilst he bites her tits until he cums inside of her. This time she needs no instruction in getting off and licking him clean. She knows that by now he will be unable to perform again tonight, but she lets him fingers her pussy, ass and tits whilst she lies across him and he watches a porn film on the TV. She likes how, as he gets excited, his fingers get rough and his penetrations get firmer and harder, plunging inside her as if he means them to come out the other end.

When he finally ties her back up in bed for the night her body is drained from all the orgasms she's had whilst he fondled her and slips quickly to sleep as he continues to play wrapped around her. In the morning, she is again woken by his cock in her face, she licks and sucks until he nearly chokes her and then he pulls back and gets her to open her mouth wide as he fires it inside and across her face. Sam licks his fingers clean as he scoops up the cum and offers it to her. She is saddened watching him pack up all of their things. Still tied up, she cries softly as they near the end of their time here. What will happen next, he could change his mind and this would all have been for nothing. She'd get nothing. She couldn't claim he'd forced her as he has many photographs and videos which showing just how much she enjoyed the whole thing. 

Once everything was sorted Luke brings over two bags.

"Inside the red bag is a slutty outfit, put it on and we have a future together with you being my sexy bitch that does everything I want, when I want it no matter what. In the other bag is your drab clothes you came in, you can put them back on and we'll return home and I'll start divorce proceedings. You kept your deal so I'll give you a quarter of everything which I think is extremely generous Bitch, but if you choose this I never want to see you again."

So she could escape all of this without losing everything, a quarter of his worth would leave her sitting with a tidy nest egg. She could go to her prick of a boss and get a transfer somewhere else. She's survived this ordeal and now she can claim her rewards. Unchained, un-collard and un-cuffed Sam dresses as Luke goes out to wait in the car, leaving the key for her to lock up. Leaving the other offending bag behind on the bed, she leaves the cottage and locks up. She can see Luke looking through the window and his eyebrows arch in surprise as she struts across the drive in the knee high suspenders and under-cup bra that leaves her tits exposed and a thong that leaves nothing to the imagination. Around her neck is a small silver chain with a padlock as a charm, a gift he left in the bottom of the red bag she chose. It is a symbol of her submission to him from now on. He will never let her take it off unless he commands it. On the seat of the car is a flimsy black silk wrap which she slips on, it covers her top but keeps her bare thighs visible above the sheer black stockings. A firm hand caresses her thigh as he runs his hand upwards and cups her cunt and slides a finger inside. He smiles as he knows what this means. His gamble played off and now she was really his.

"You mine now Bitch, we have a wedding to plan. I think we need to re-new our vows and this time you'll promise to obey me. First though, I think I'll turn the spare bedroom into a playroom for us both. It's amazing what you can find on the internet."

With that, Luke starts the car and drives away with Sam to restart their future. As he travels he makes plans on how to use and abuse that body in the comfort of his own home and a slow grin spreads across his face.



The Choice



Pet and I are relative new-comers to the D/s lifestyle. The disadvantages are obvious, but there are a surprising number of advantages, as well. We make our own rules, and don't have unrealistic expectations, or any regard for other people's notions of how we should live our lives. That said, it is still a learning curve, but we work on it together, because of our genuine affection for each other.

Punishment is a bit of a conundrum with Pet. She craves subservience, enjoys taking care of me, and truly is a pleasure to own; to such an extent that I really seldom find fault in her. Unfortunately that doesn't always work for her, because she wants to be challenged. I know that part of her will never feel as loved and centered as when she is being told she has fallen short, and that she must correct her behavior. Much of what I cherish about our relationship, and about Pet, is that she is strong, smart, and capable. Ironically, these are all things she wants to give up as a sub. All the traits I enjoy in a partner, who absolutely must be my equal.

I genuinely appreciate when she speaks her mind, and I value her opinion, especially as we enjoy the writing process, which is intricately intertwined with our experience of the BDSM part of our relationship. So I may be a bad master, valuing her strength and encouraging her independence, but I would not have it any other way. If she did not have the independence to act, to separate her desires from mine, and the free will to choose, I could not feel as comfortable with my role as master to her submissive. Tangled web. Challenging boundaries. But much as I encourage her independence, I also know that she wants to be reined in, circumscribed, encircled not just in my arms, but in our lives. We have only recently started a blog together, with equal access. I started an online conversation with another Dom, and she was upset about my post. I was responding to a comment about the allure of power, and the seduction of pain. I wanted to open a dialogue about this, as it is often on my mind. Pet took that askance, because of her trust in me perhaps, or maybe just because she was having a bad day. She could have talked to me about it, and that would have been fine, but instead she cut across our conversation and started scolding me. Almost immediately, she realized what she had done, and was terribly distraught. 

I wasn't that concerned with it, except for the knowledge that it had skewed her sense of balance, and that she was now begging for my forgiveness. Even when I gave it, she could not let it go. To me, this was a clear indicator that she needed to be punished, to restore some sense of order from which she had slipped. But as I said, this is always a problem for her, because she likes to be disciplined. She also likes to be challenged physically, to be restrained, and pushed to the edge. And on any given day she would gladly choose, and even plead for the same acts that would be considered harsh punishment by others. Perhaps this is the masochist's conundrum.

She does, however, enjoy her Pet time; the hours of the evening when I can get home early, before she leaves for work. Time that she would prefer to start with waiting by the door for me on her knees, already collared, naked, or in her slave shift, a simple white robe I almost prefer to nakedness, because of the way it exposes and highlights her flesh. Sometimes she spends the whole evening on her knees, or if I have to work, curled at my feet. I know this is her touchstone time. I hate to take it away, since I enjoy it as well, but I also understand her desperate need to be disciplined, her ache to have our balance restored. 

So I e-mail her from work. We have already exchanged a dozen e-mails with her apologizing, and me reassuring her. I do occasionally have to WORK sometimes, so I tell her finally that she will be punished when Daddy gets home, and that she should focus on what she did wrong. I tell her to think about what her punishment will be, and in the meantime, write me three Haiku poems, and post them on our blog, in apology.

Her post follows:

Daddy, please accept my apology, and the three Haiku you assigned. I will do better.

Apology

I am so sorry I must learn obedience He deserves better

Pet's Place

A pet has her place Master expects it of her Kneeling, and quiet

Communication Rules

My thoughts do matter And he will always listen But behind closed doors

She sends me the Haiku during the day, and I am impressed, as always, but I leave her waiting until I am almost ready to leave, when I send her four Tumblr pics, and tell her that she is to choose which punishment she will receive before going to work.

Now she is frantic, and begins texting me, begging and pleading with me to choose for her. I ignore her, and the next message asks when her punishment will take place, as she knows that our time together is limited. My reply is terse -- 'before you leave for work.' Which, to her, means that she will forfeit our quality time together.

When I get home, she is waiting by the door, wearing only her collar, face on the floor. She has been crying. She does not like to have to make choices, and I suspect she is hoping that the sight of her will distract me. She is quite naughty, really. But I know that it will leave her weepy and unbalanced for a week if we don't put this to rest.

"Did you decide on my penance?" she asks, when I do not express interest in her nakedness. 

She does not move or raise her head. I know she is trying to shift the decision, to avoid my challenge to her. When I don't respond, she tries again. "Did you at least like my post?"

"Yes Pet, I thought the Haiku were very good. I will make a poet of you yet. But for now I will put you in the kennel for a while. You should think on what will happen when I take you out." I lead her to her cage. Alone time in her cage is not her preference, but it does put her in a better sub state of mind. Her kennel is in the basement, in the storeroom next to my desk. I can choose if I want to keep her company when she is kenneled, or can drape her cage, or even close the door and turn out the light, to leave her in solitude. This is extreme punishment for her, as she is afraid of the dark. We have discussed getting a dog, so friends will not wonder about the kennel and the collar and leashes, but I think it's better if we just keep the storeroom locked, and don't invite friends down to the basement. 

"I will come back in a while. You will need to be ready to tell me which punishment you prefer when you come out of your cage." I push the door closed, and check e-mail, then surf for a bit. Less than an hour, but long enough that she has settled down, and stopped crying. I open the door and she looks up at me, her face still on the floor of the kennel, feeling very submissive. "Have you decided on which punishment yet, Pet?"

"Anything that makes Daddy cum very hard, and makes me feel less guilty..." She knows that this is a cop-out, but hopes that I will let her off the hook.

"Yes - but you must choose. It is part of the lesson." I know she is trying to abdicate the decision, but today I'm not buying it. This is the hard part of the punishment for her; what I do later she will enjoy. Choosing for us both -- that is more painful for her than the cane. She knows this, and knows that I know it. "You wanted to be in charge, and tell me what I should think, who I should talk to. I don't think you really want to be in charge, but now I have to do something you really dislike if you are to learn well, and for you, that means I must require you to choose."

Pet is desolate, but I steel myself, and warn her. "Crying in your kennel will not help. You know that." 

She is sniffling, which I don't allow. "I am not, in fact, angry with you, or even upset. You have not disappointed me so much as you have disappointed yourself. I know that you crave boundaries, and need to push against them to know they are there. This is something that you want and need, and it is my job to provide it for you." 

"I am glad you are not upset, Daddy, but it was very disrespectful of me to interrupt your conversation. I won't do it again. But you know I'm yours, my punishment should be your decision." She makes one more, last ditch effort, desperate to restore the command structure, to be safe in my control.

"Oh no. Your actions proved that you want to be in charge, so now you must decide. I have given you choices to make it easier, next time I may require you to provide the choices as well."

"Please stop saying that I'm in charge, Daddy? I said I was sorry..." I can tell that she finally realizes that she is already being punished, and this part she definitely does not enjoy. I know she wants to skip right to 'the good part' but I am not letting her off the hook just yet.

"After you finish your punishment, you can ask again. Now which one?" I ask again, in a voice stern enough so that she realizes we are not negotiating.

"The first picture, please Daddy?" Clutching at straws, she finally chooses what she thinks will please me the most, but I am careful to show no emotion.

"Yes Pet, since you are in charge, and must choose, I will do as you like. Now come out of your kennel, go upstairs and get my belt, and go to the couch. You know you will feel much better once you have been properly punished. Hurry up - it is not so long before your work, and I feel like I will want to fuck your little ass quite a while before I cum. And by the way, you will not be allowed the lube this time."

Naked and shivering already, she crawls out of the kennel, quickly retrieves my thick leather belt, and assumes the position she knows I intend. Bent over the couch, elbows on the cushions, legs spread, belt waiting on the arm of the couch. I leave her there for a few minutes, well aware that the longer I give her to think about it, the worse it will be. Also because I enjoy the sight of her there, the curve of her ass, and the fact that she has already spread her legs wide for me.

I know this is supposed to be the punishment, but we are both aware that it has already happened. During the actual sex act, there is little that I would do that she would really receive as punishment. I will, however, need to spank her a few times for good measure, and I know that will get her ready for what comes next. I walk up quietly, and see that she is ready, waiting, her head turned watching me, a slight smile rather than fear on her face as I approach, and stand between her legs. She closes her eyes when I pick up the belt. She cannot stay still if she watches, and she knows that I require it. I can see she is already damp, the lips of her pussy swollen. I step back and tell her that I am going to give her ten lashes, and will add more if she covers herself, or moves from her position. She nods, without opening her eyes, and grabs the back of the couch, bracing herself.

"Yes Daddy, I'm sorry you have to punish me, and I'm sorry I was bad. I'm ready now."

I take my time, counting before each stroke so she will know it is coming, letting the belt strike her back, lick her flanks, and the backs of her legs as well as her ass. I am using only half the length, as I am standing so close, and do not want the leather to turn edge on. She has picked my heaviest belt, and the edge could cut her skin at full stroke. I prefer to raise welts that show the outline of the tongue, sometimes even printing the tiny holes for the tab. She twitches after every lash, whimpering softly, but holds her position.

I know this is my duty, and that I must carefully administer her punishment. It also makes me very hard. She is well marked when I count the tenth, and lay a long lash straight up her back before dropping my trousers to fuck her as I have promised, and as I know she wants. I have not spared her, but as always, I watch her carefully, and know by the way she arches her back that she is enjoying this, and is ready for me.

I thrust my fingers roughly into my cunt, stealing the moisture already there, and smearing it between her cheeks. This is the not the time for tenderness, and she would perceive it as less than her due. My cock has been hard since before I picked up my belt, and I push hard against her tight rosebud for just a moment, letting her fear build. Pet has a love/hate relationship with anal sex, tolerating the initial pain because she knows what intense pleasure will follow.

I am not gentle entering her ass, and push my cock deep into her bowels. I see her grimace, turn her head, and a fine sweat glistens across the small of her back as I start to move, pushing deeper first to hear her gasp, then starting to pound into her with much less preparation that I would usually consider. I hold her hips tightly, with little regard for the welts I have just put there. The whimpers are a little louder now, but she still pushes back to receive me, grinding her ass against me, desperate now for release. Finally, the moment we have both been waiting for; Pet cries out, feeling pain and pleasure in equal parts now. I quickly loop the belt over her head, fitting it snugly in her mouth, ensuring her silence for the rest of the lesson. Now I fuck her ass with animal passion, my balls slapping her cunt rhythmically. She has had hours to look at the picture, imagining it happening to her. The act of being restrained alone is very erotic to her, so between that and the pressure of my cock deep inside her, Pet has found her sub space now.

She is so tight around me that I feel her cum again and again, the belt in her mouth rendering her incapable of even asking my permission. Finally, I can hold out no longer, and explode deep inside her. I know from her muted whimpers that she feels my cock pulsing, filling her with my seed. My legs are barely able to hold me up now, and I collapse onto the couch, but my first thought is for my Pet. I pull her into my lap, and cradle her in my arms, kissing her gently, and telling her how proud she has made me. Pet has learned her lesson, and we both feel better. Order is restored to our world, and she knows that she belongs to me, and always will. 



The Choice



@angelface195 – all rights reserved

I am still with Kate and the Pres, but I've taken a break to write two things for someone special. This is the second one.

This is for ADM



My beloved and I are married. I wear his collar and he wears mine. We are both Doms, but he is teaching me since he has more experience than I, so I acquiesce to him on some things. It is however my choice. We are looking to add someone to our life, a slave. We have decided on a female slave. She will work in our home in New York, travel with us and take care of us.

My beloved has a friend, Sir Richard. Sir Richard lives in Los Angeles. He trains slaves and owns a mansion high in Holmby Hills. He has between 5 and 10 slaves who actually live with him and his wife. His wife, Diana is a Dom also and strikingly beautiful. In her former life, she was a Victoria Secret model.

Excitedly we send them our qualifications. We want someone beautiful, between the ages of 25 and 35, no children at present but we are open to someone who wants children, of course healthy with all checkups and shots. Someone who is educated speaks English. I want someone white. No blacks because I am the only Nubian Queen in this house. No piercings or if a tattoo only a small one. Must love to suck pussy and cock, swallow sperm if my husband wishes.

We are having a contract written and they are required to sign a non disclosure agreement. We will pay all expenses. The slave will live in our home. We will provide dental and health as well as education. We want our slave to be happy.

We arrive in LA and Sir Richard as part of his service has sent his car to take us to his house. We will be spending two nights and will be returning to NY with two slaves. After 30 days or less, we will return one. We have paid Sir Richard a great deal of money because his slaves are the best. He trains them for months before he allows them to meet anyone. A doctor is on hand 24 hours a day. They are tested and cleaned up. He spends a great deal of money on them and only accepts those in top condition. He searches all over the world for those willing. They must be willing. His lawyers draw up the contracts and agreements. He has supplied slaves to very famous people and has asked us since our wedding to come visit him.

We arrive at the house and Diane herself greets us. She is wearing a see through blouse with no bra and black pants. She is gorgeous with dark hair that is loose and flowing. I could eat her up. She greets my husband warmly and he kisses her, his tongue in her mouth. He squeezes her nipples. She smiles. They are old friends and I am not jealous. We have met only once before at our wedding. She gave us two gifts, the use of their villa in Italy for our honeymoon and two slaves to enjoy while there. We used them both.

"Ah the beautiful bride.? May I kiss you my dear? Since I am a Dom she asks me, if I were not she'd ask my husband/Master. I agree, in fact I can't wait. She kisses me deeply and runs her hands across my breasts. I run my hands and unbutton her blouse. She smiles. I squeeze her naked breast. "I know you are together but I would love if I could eat that pussy."

My husband smiles and says, "We talked about that and it is her choice. Sir Richard has asked me to spend the evening in the playroom with him. He has a new implement he wants to use and show me. So after dinner you two girls have fun.

She giggles like a schoolgirl, buttons up her shirt and says, "Until later my Queen. Come in. Sir Richard has chosen the best for you because he knows you will treat them right." A very beautiful slave appears, she is a redhead, my husband likes redheads and I can see his eyes looking at her. She has a tray of four champagne glasses. She walks head up her bearing regal. She is wearing a long see through gown. Her long legs peeping through and six inch blue heels. Her eyes are lowered she does not look at us. I get hot watching her. She stands before Diane not speaking. My husband raises an eyebrow. Diane laughs, "No you cannot have her. She is bound to us for a year. I can see your wife likes her. She can join us tonight. Her name is Rebecca. Rebecca would you like to join us?

Rebecca speaks, "I'd love to" I look at Diane she nods at me. I say to her taking my glass, "You may raise your eyes and look at me." She raises her eyes, they are green. "It is too bad she is not available to us, maybe after the time is up." My husband muses and Diane laughs. "Tell me about yourself." I ask Rebecca.

"I am a student, studying to be a doctor. I am 27 years old." She smiles at me then looks at Diane. Diane nods, "She wants to know if she can kiss you and if she can undress. I gave her permission to ask. You may touch her, but I ask until tonight you wait to go any further, than you may use her as you wish because Sir is waiting and he will get cross with her because she made you late.

"We wouldn't want that." I say and I step forward. I look at my husband knowing he likes to watch me with women. I grab Rebecca's head. She is slightly taller than I am. I twist my hand in her hair and press my lips on hers. She opens her mouth. I take her tongue. "Undress". She does still kissing me. I let her go and step back. She is spectacular and I reach up and touch her. I run my hands down her body, then dip into her sex. I bring my hand up and offer my finger to my husband who tastes, "Very nice." 

"You may dress I tell her." And she looks disappointed that I did not taste her. "Until later. I tell her and she smiles. "That is all Rebecca." Says Diane and she leaves. Diane leads us in to a beautiful decorated living room with several large sofas. There is a stage. 

Sir Richard enters. He is a commanding presence with salt and pepper hair and a mustache. He smiles warmly and drops to his knees in front of me. It is a sign of respect. I like him. He looks at my husband who nods and Sir Richard kisses me with such passion I am weak. He winds his hands in my hair and runs his hands down my back. "I would like both of your permission to fuck your wife." He asks. My husband frowns, that is not part of our deal. He kneels at my husband's feet. "I mean no disrespect. If you say no it is no and has nothing to do with this deal. You may watch and I will waive my usual fee if you do me this honor."

Money is not an issue with us, but we know what he is offering as a sign of respect. My husband looks at me and I at him. He nods. To be asked by Sir Richard is a great honor and will do us both good in the future. He is known for his sexual prowess. It is me who answers, "Yes Sir Richard I would love to have you fuck me."

He smiles and kisses my husband's hands. He says, "Before you are with Diane, you will be with me." He looks at her and she frowns, but agrees. "You will sleep with me. I will make sure your husband is taken care of and to make it worth your while. After your slave is in place, I will send Rebecca to you for a month to train her to your satisfaction. Be prepared for a night you will never forget my dear. Now on to the selection. Marco bring them in." He sits beside me.

Marco is a model, he has to be. He is young, about 25, tall, well built with a six pack. He is shirtless and I am wet. He is dressed in red leather pants with buttons for the crotch. He is a Dom in training. He has a brunette woman on a leash who is crawling. Another man appears with a blonde with long hair she crawls in, then another with a red head with curly hair, a woman with long brown hair, another blond with short hair and finally a raven haired beauty is last.

Sir Richard who is sitting next to me stroking my leg says, "There were 20 applicants. I narrowed them down. Some of them were too young or too old, some not ready. For the past month, I have trained them. Three did not last and the other two are not ready. You have first choice. They are most eager to have a black Mistress and White Master. All swallow and all are interested," He turned to me, "In being between your thighs as I am." His smile was wicked and I shiver. My husband laughs, "She has heard about you and I'm sure you will have her screaming."

My husband and I get up. Marco kneels before my husband. He is a Dom but my husband is a bigger Dom. My husband pats his head and he stands. The other men are slaves and they kneel behind the women. Sir Richard laughs, "When you want a male slave, Brian wants to be with you. He has begged me. Stand Brian so that the Mistress may see you."  Brian rises. He is dark haired with blue eyes and looks like the actor Henry Cavill.  My husband smiles at me and turns to Sir Richard. "May we and if we like him can he come to NY with Rebecca?"

Sir Richard smiles and nods. He says, "My gift to you for letting me in your wife's thighs. Brian come forward and let them see you."

He walks forward. He is so excited that he can barely contain himself. "Speak Brian" I say. "Mistress, I want to be your slave. I would do whatever you and the Master wants. I have told Sir Richard that. I thank you for allowing me to come to New York."

His pants are tied and he unties them. His cock is huge and I look at it. His body is boyish. He looks like a young boy. "How old are you?" I ask. He smiles, his eyes are still lowered and I lift his chin, "Mistress you are beautiful. I am 25." Marco goes and hits him with the flogger. "She asks you how old not the rest."

Sir Richard says to Marco, "He is excited. Marco give him a little lee way." Sir Richard says to us, "Brian loves black women. He had a mistress who was black and she died. He was broken. She arranged before her death to send him to me. He is still in training but will be ready. If you decide on a male slave, I will gift him to you. He wants someplace permanent and he is a chef."

"That's too generous," My husband says. "We are old friends. You have been generous to me" Says Sir Richard "and this is the first time you have come to me for a slave."

I look at my husband, I want him. My husband smiles and shakes his head. He kisses my hand, "I can refuse you nothing." I turn to Brian and lift his head. "When you come, I will keep you. I will have the contract drawn up. You are mine. I am a fair Mistress and you will work for me also in our house. Would you like that sweet Brian." He looks at me through his lashes, there are tears, "Thank you so much Mistress." I stroke his cock. He groans. I release him.

Sir Richard tells him. "You belong to the Mistress. You are to be trained to her desires. You have a new status. I will move you into another part of the house. You will learn her likes and dislikes for the next month. You are hers now tell her goodbye. She will see you in a month."

He kneels at my feet and kisses my shoe. I pat his head and lift up my skirt. He will only be allowed to smell me. He knows this and I place the skirt over his head. I am not wearing panties. I can feel his shiver between my legs. Then I tell him to get up from under my skirt. He straightens my skirt and crawls out the room.

Now it is time for choice of women. We stand in front of the first one. "Stand" my husband orders. Diane comes to my side. The women are all wearing white see through gowns with ties on the shoulders and black heels. The brunette stands. Diane undoes her ties and the gown drops. She stands still. My husband looks at her. She is well built, small breasts, small nipples, pretty face. "Penelope raise your eyes and speak." Says Diane.

Penelope looks at us. Her brown eyes wide. "Hello, I am 28 years old. I would like to come to New York. I have graduated and received my masters degree, but I'd like to return and get my phd."

Diane asked, "Tell them what you like to do."

Penelope blushed, "I love to eat Master's cream out of Mistress' pussy. It is my favorite thing. I also like to rim." My husband squeezes her nipples hard. She holds. He looks at me. Marco comes forward and offers him a flogger, a whip and a paddle. My husband takes the paddle. I watch. He hits her just once on her buttocks. She flinches, but holds. Diane says, "She can take a lot of pain."

My husband shakes his head. "Penelope you are dismissed. You will be punished." Sir Richard says. I look at him. He answers me, "She will be punished because she was not chosen. Next." Penelope is led out of the room. 

The blonde with long hair stands. She has beautiful green eyes. Diane unloosens the gown and it falls. Her body is beautiful and I look at my husband. He can see desire and reluctantly he smiles. I know he doesn't like blonds. I walk to her and lift her face. She is still looking down, "Look at me and speak to me." She looks up. Her face is beautiful with wide eyes and blonde lashes. She has a sexy mouth. She is surprised as I grab her and kiss her. She wraps her arms around me and I thrust my tongue in her mouth. My hands reach down to her sex and I thrust my finger inside. She gasps. I release her from my kiss and finger her. Sir Richard smiles and says, 'I think you like our Rachel."

I taste her juices and kiss her again this time softer. My husband comes and slides his finger in. He is a little more insistent than me and tells her to open her legs wider. She does. I tweak her nipples. He fucks her with two fingers and I tell her, "Speak Rachel and don't come."

She breathes deeply and as my husband fingers her she says, "My name is Rachel. I am 25 years old. I am a student studying graphic design. I." Her voice hitches and it is because of my husband. He is very good with his fingers and he has slid a third into her. "I would really love to come and be with you. I also love cream pies and" She looks at my husband, "love anal." She looks at me, "I also love to be fucked by strap on." She is close, but I will not let her come. My husband knows what I'm thinking and he stops. He holds his finger up to me and I taste her. Sweet. He puts his fingers up to her mouth and she takes them sucking on them. Marco comes and I shake my head. I go behind her. My husband kneels down and she opens her legs. He licks her. I slap her butt hard. She holds and moans. My husband stops and stands up. I can see he is hard. 

He nods. She looks sexy as hell all glistening from our ministering to her body. Diane smiles, "Rachel has not told you all her talents." Marco comes behind her. She bends over and he paddles her. She counts once, twice, a third time and kneels. "I apologize. I can deep throat." Sir Richard comes up to her. "You are lucky you have been chosen." He looks at my husband. "Because of her transgression tonight I would like you to take her roughly with your cock in her mouth until you cream down her throat. She is not allowed to come. Rachel you are dismissed."

She crawls out of the room.

The next one is a redhead. I smile at my husband . He is beaming. I know he wants her. I smile. "This one darling is for you to see." His dick is straining. Sir Richard speaks, "Marlene, stand. Marlene stands." Diane unties her. She has curly hair and is a natural redhead as I look at her sex. I can tell my husband wants her. "Marlene." My husband says, "tell me about yourself."

Her head is still lowered because she hasn't been given permission. He wants her this way to see if she can resist. "Tell me about yourself and leave nothing out." She is still looking down, "My name is Marlene. I am originally from France. I have been living in California for a year. My breasts are very sensitive. I love to eat creampies and I can eat pussy for hours on end. I haven't learned to deep throat." I have pity on her, "Marlene look at me." She lifts her eyes slowly. She has tears. "Why are you crying?" I ask. She looks at Sir Richard. He sighs and nods. She answers, "I have been dreaming of both of you every since Sir Richard told me. I have wanted to be between your thighs Mistress. I have wanted you to fuck me Sir. I have wanted you both."

Diane looks at my husband. "We know you like redheads and she is very good but she still has much to learn. Would you mind if I let her do something? "My husband nods. Diane says to him, "Please take yourself out." He is hard as a rock and I am amused. He unzips. "In the future I would have her do it, but today you are so hard and she is so new that I don't want her to hurt you."

My husband takes his penis out. I love his penis. "Marlene you are getting a very big privilege here. You will take Sir into your mouth and suck him until he comes. You have 10 minutes. If he does not come I will punish you in the play room with the whip."

She smiles at Diane and Diane smiles back. She knows Marlene's talents and Marlene gets to her knees. She takes my husband's penis in her hands. "No hands Marlene." Sir Richard snaps. He looks at my husband, "fuck her mouth hard."

My husband smiles and grabs her head and he fucks her. She takes all of him in the back of her throat she gags but keeps sucking. "Keep your eyes on him." Diane orders and she stares into my husband's eyes and she fucks her mouth. My husband is thrusting back. Diane unbuttons her blouse. I take her nipple in my mouth and she sighs. I then take her into my arms and kiss her. Sir Richard comes up and strokes his wife's behind. He motions to Marco and Marco comes to him. He unbuttons Sir Richards pants and strokes him. Diane and I are still kissing and my husband is still fucking Marlene's mouth. Five minutes have passed.

I can see from my husband's face that he is close, but is holding back. "She's so good." He says. "You want her don't you?" I ask. He groans, "I do my love, I do." "Then come my love and you can have her."

I lean over and kiss him. He grabs her head and holds her. He comes. Diane looks at her watch. Six minutes. "Very well done Marlene. You may swallow and clean up. Then you are to tuck Sir back into his pants. You will be rewarded this evening. You may leave."

Marlene obeys and crawls out of the room. One of the women remaining is sobbing. I ask Diane who she is. "That is Anna. She more than the others wants to be with you. She is unhappy that you have not chosen her."

"Why is she unhappy?"

"She wants to be your permanent slave. She wants to give up all her rights and be yours until you decide to dismiss her. She wants to have you choose her mate and she wants to have children for you to raise and when they are 19 to serve you. She wants to devote herself to you. She stared at your photos for hours on end."

I look at my husband. He sighs again, "My wife would like to try her out. If she works out, I will pay for her transition. Ask her to tell us about herself after she stops crying."

Sir Richard goes to her, but I stop him. He smiles. 'Let me.' She is the raven-haired beauty that I really wanted. She stops sobbing as I get close to her. She has not heard our conversation. She stills. "Stand and look at me." I order. She stands and looks up her face streaked with tears. "What is your name?" 

"Anna. I am originally from Moscow but my family moved here when I was a child. I am a former model and actor. I have been studying film. I would like to continue to study but only if you wish."

I smile at her, that is my area. I am a director and she could really work. I look at my husband. He laughs. I untie her . Her dress falls. She is what I thought. Magnificent with those hazel eyes. The other girl is dismissed. We don't look at her. All of us surround Anna. Marco, Diane, Sir Richard my husband and I. She shivers. "Have you had anal?" 

She shakes her head, "I have promised that to my master and my mistress." 

I look at Sir Richard, "If she pleases me after a month I will buy her contract and she will belong to us completely until we decide to sell her."My husband speaks, "My dearest one, this one will totally be yours." I look at him. I understand. He wants her to do my bidding and only mine. I nod.

She looks at me with grateful eyes. I take her face, "Are you happy little one?" She smiles and it breaks my heart she is so beautiful that I want to take her now, but she needs to learn to control her emotions. I kiss her. "You belong to me and are to please only me. My husband will never fuck you. I will. You will be allowed to suck his dick when I let you but he will never come in your mouth. If he does, you will be whipped. He can come on your body if he so chooses. I will choose your mate when you are to be bred. You are our property. You will sign that you give up all rights. I will dress you. You will go to school and learn. I will punish you.




The Choice



You will only wear what I choose for you. You will be responsible for waking me and the master in the morning. You will be responsible for dressing me, for bathing me and keeping everything neat and clean in our bedroom and the playroom. You are being given a privilege an opportunity and if you fail me you will be punished. When I travel you are to be with me and wait on me. You will be given a list of responsibilities and will take care of them immediately.'

Anna drops to her knees and takes my hand, "I will take care of you Mistress with my life and I will do whatever you wish of me."

Marco looks at me. "Do you wish to punish her for her tears?"

I look at her on her knees. "Not this time, but" I stand her up, "No more crying. I want you naked the rest of the time here." I look at Sir Richard and he nods. "I will send clothes for you for your trip to New York. I want you shaved and waxed everywhere." I said looking at her full bush. Too much hair for me. "You may speak because I think you have something to say."

"Mistress," She hesitated. I say to her, "speak, don't make me ask again."

"I would like to lick you." She lowers her eyes. I smile. Sir Richard laughs and Marco looks at her angrily. I look at him, "Marco why are you angry." He turns to me, "She is impudent to ask that." I glare at him, "She is mine now, so I will decide if she is impudent."

Marco looks as if he has been struck. He gets on his knees. "Mistress I mean no disrespect." Sir Richard looks at him and at me. I grab his hair and jerk his neck back. "I will punish you tonight" Then I grab him and kiss him hard on the lips. I let him go. He bows. "Yes Mistress I await your punishment."

Diane says, "Marco you are dismissed until Mistress punishes you." He crawls from the room. Diane takes my husband's hand. "We will go into the study and work on the changes. Then on to the dining room and have dinner." My husband kisses me. "I am happy with these." He takes out his checkbook. "Thank you my dear." I say. "You are my Queen. I promised you that I would do anything for you. I love you" Diane and my husband leaves. Sir Richard says to me, "Take her into the other room. You look like you could use a diversion. We will be having dinner in an hour so join us then."

I smile. I am very overheated and I want her. "You will do more than kiss me my sweet Ana. Let's go somewhere private."

She walks me to a beautiful bedroom with a canopy bed. There are leg and arm restraints on the posters. She is still gloriously naked. I sit on the chaise lounge and she helps me off with my shoes.  She eases down first one stocking then the other and folds them and put them on a chair. I watch her. She kneels waiting for more instruction and lowers her eyes. 

I stand up and undo my skirt. It drops to the floor and she moans. "Eager my pet" I say and she answers, "yes Mistress I have been since I saw your photo."

"You are mine you know." I say as I undress myself. I am eager also and there will be plenty of time for me to have her take off my clothes.

I stand naked in front of her. "You may look at me."

She looks up and her eyes travel up from my feet to my sex, where she lingers longer, then up my belly to my breast where she licks her lips and to my face. "You are beautiful." She says reverently. 

I take her hand and lead her to the bed. I set the alarm for an hour. We will be a little late. She climbs next to me, a little unnerved. I pull her to me and kiss her lips. She is lying on the bed with me over her. My tongue sweeps into her mouth and I probe long and hard. My hands feel her breasts and I play with her nipples as I continue kissing her. 

She is squirming beneath me. "Be still my pet or I will spank you." She quivers. "You want me to spank you don't you."

"Yes Mistress, I was impudent." She says pouting her beautiful full lips. "Yes, you were and before we leave this room I will spank you. She shivers. I feel her sex, she is soaked. I trail kisses to her breasts and as I take her nipple she gasped. Her breasts are sensitive. I am thrilled, nipple clamps for sure. "Wait to we get home. Those breasts will always wear clamps."

I trail kisses to her belly and she is trying to hold back her moan. "I will take your ass Anna. You belong to me." I put my nose in her pubic hair. She has a lot of it. "This all goes. I want your nakedness." I tug at it. She moans. I swing my hips up until my sex is just out of her reach. "Look at me." I order and she knows what I mean. I see her staring at my pussy and she licks her lips slowly. She wants to reach out and touch, but she has not been told to do so.

"Sir Richard has trained you well." I say and lower my sex to her mouth. It is my turn to gasp and she is eating me like a starving person from slit to anus. I open her legs and as my tongue touches her clit. She throbs, "Mistress please."

"Eat me slut. You will make me come and then I will let you. Eat my pussy." I slam down into her mouth and she feasts. I am pouring into her. She grabs my ass and pulls me in deeper. She is hungry for me and I am almost there. I lick her and put one finger inside her, but she is too wet so I add another then a third and fuck her. Her hips are moving off the bed and she eats me. I smack her thighs stilling her. She licks me. ""Bitch I am almost there takes my clit." She takes my clit and licks me as if it's manna from heaven. I scream into her and I come falling and falling into her mouth. She sucks ever bit holding me down into her mouth with both her hands on my ass.

She is good and I can't wait until she comes to New York. I want to reward her so I began fucking my fingers inside of her. I start to lick her and she squirms. "You may speak slut. I know you want to."

"Mistress you taste so good. You are making me feel so alive. You're licking me. I don't deserve it. Thank you so much Mistress. Thank you." I continue to eat her pussy, taking my time. She is salty sweet and I love her taste. She is close and I know she will not come until I order her to. Anna is rubbing my ass, squeezing my cheeks. "Mistress, may I suck you some more." I indulge her and since my clit has calmed I tell her, "Gently you may." She licks me stroking my ass. I scrape my nail lightly across her clit and she screams. "Mistress please I am close."  I laugh, 'Not yet my sweet." I lick her some more.

I am savoring her taste. I tease her, then I remember the clock. I want to spank her so I better get this show on the road. I take her clit into my mouth and I lick it hard. She squeals. "When I lick you again, you may come." I lick her again on her clit and she explodes. Her scream is muffled by my pussy. She is a squirter and I suck her up. She is still coming and squeezing my ass and licking me. I lick her then I take my legs from her head and lie up with her.

I gather her into my arms. She is shaking. I lift up her head and kiss her tasting her on my lips while she tastes herself. "Thank you Mistress, thank you so very much. I promise you I will be the best for you."

I lie with her for a little while then it is time to go. She helps me dress and makes sure I am ready. Just before we leave the room, I order her over my lap. She does so immediately her hands on the floor. "I think three with my hands." I say.

"yes Mistress. Shall I count."

"Yes you shall and thank me."

My hand comes down.

"One Mistress. Thank you for spanking me."

"Two Mistress, Thank you for spanking me."

"Three Mistress, Thank you for spanking me." 

I plunge my fingers into her sex and tell her "Come my pet, come" and she does. 

I hold her on my lap, then she falls to the floor at my feet. She takes my fingers and licks then without permission. I will allow it. She is so overwhelmed. "I am yours for my life Mistress."

I help her up. "It is time for me to go to dinner and time for you to do what Sir Richard expects you to do. I will see you in 30 days."

I kiss her. She holds on to me. She opens the door and leads me to the dining room and kneels at the threshold. I look at her. Diane tells me, "She is not allowed in here. Anna you may go. We will move you to preparation. You have 30 days before you leave."

She crawls away.

At dinner we are served by half naked men and women. Under the table, Sir Richard is having his cock sucked by who I haven't seen. My husband and I are playing with Diane's pussy and she is playing with his cock. I am satisfied at the moment and when offered I refuse to be touched anymore. I know that the night is young. The food is as good as any restaurant.

After dinner, we listen to music and dance. I am getting tired and Sir Richard comes to me. He kneels in front of me. I am not fooled by all his kneeling. I'm sure in the bedroom he'll be wearing me out. "Shall we retire?" I take his hand. My husband smiles, "See you in the morning dearest."

I kiss his lips, "I love you."

"I know." And with that I am gone.

For My Beloved ADM



The Choice



Dearest pet,

Tonight is the night of choice. Tonight is the night that you will either choose the path I offer or the night we will part each other's lives. Choice A starts with you following the directions contained in this letter and giving up control. Choice B starts with you burning this letter now and walking away from what you know is your true self. Choose wisely my pet...

She read the start of the letter once more...her breath catching because it all seemed so final. He had said this day would come, the day when He would make her choose one side over the other...the submissive slave over the independent woman. She just never thought He was serious. No, serious was not the right word, she just never believed He'd really make her choose because He loved her spirit, her spunk as He called it. He liked that she was a goal-oriented person and that she had a mind of her own. He respected that and claimed that her mind was the sexiest part of her. But He also had said that her true nature was that of a slave...she had a servant's heart and she needed to just accept it. The thought of losing herself was enough to make her sit down on the bed and let one single tear slide down her cheek. But the thought of losing Him...well that thought made her weep and feel as if she was drowning. She knew she did not really have to a choice to make. He had made it for her the minute He entered her world...she had just been blind to the truth of that until she came home to find the letter on her kitchen table.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said a silent serenity prayer with some alterations:

God grant me the serenity 
to accept the submissive that I am; 
courage to follow and not lead;
and wisdom to simply trust Him.

She opened her eyes and moved to the second page of the letter.

You have made your choice my pet...and it pleases me greatly. Now, if I know your routine, and I do...you have not made it upstairs yet. So, finish that glass of water and then open up a bottle of that Pinot we love, pour yourself a glass and then make your way to your bedroom. I have laid out your outfit for this evening, all of it. After checking out the outfit, I want you to go to the bathroom, draw a hot bubble bath (and I want it where it makes your skin all deliciously pink and alive), light some candles, turn on the iPod that is already set up with the music choice, and sink into the tub and relax. You will know when it is time for you to do more than just enjoying the soak. Just breathe my pet...enjoy the glass of wine and the warmth of the water and the caress of the bubbles. Now...go, time is wasting.

She smiled at His knowledge of her routine. She finished her glass of water that she always fixed when she came in to her home, then laid the letter down and opened her fridge to find a fresh bottle of the Pinot Gregio they had discovered together (thankfully already opened because He knew she was horrible with a cork screw), and poured herself a glass of wine. She kicked off her heels by the staircase and then slowly made her way up them, wondering what outfit awaited her. Her bedroom door was slightly ajar and she pushed it open to find rose petals scattered over her floor and bed, filling the room with the best smell. She made her way to the bed and again her breath caught. He had thought of everything indeed. On the bed lay a stunning dark purple dress that was in the goddess style, one broad strap that would go over her left shoulder. The dress looked like it was flowy and would reach to the floor, but the bodice would be tight and flattering...but then again He knew her body well enough to know what would look good on her pear shaped figure. There was also a dark purple strapless lace bra and matching panties, silk nude stockings and a purple garter belt. Then the shoes...well every woman should own one pair of absolutely ridiculously priced stunning shoes and He knew this pair would be a treasured possession for her. They were a pair of the amethyst Bambou Christian Louboutin extremely high heels and they matched the dress perfectly...and they would help her 5'4" frame match His 6'7" frame. But the shoes were not what caught her breath. What caught her breath was the stunning diamond choker that had an infinity symbol in its center. She knew this would not be an everyday wear...but it was a symbol of her acceptance of Him as Master...it would be her way of accepting a collar from Him if she wore it. 

Her mind reeled, but she took a deep breath, repeated her slave serenity prayer and made her way to the bathroom where she drew the hot, almost scalding bath, poured in some bubbles, turned on the music, slipped out of her clothes and then into the tub, sinking in up to her chin and relaxing, listening to the playlist He had made for her. She closed her eyes and just breathed...waiting for the next set of instructions to come in some form, she knew He would have thought of everything...and sure enough, after about 30 minutes came His deep voice from the speakers.

Alright my pet, it is time to clean yourself...make sure everything is shaved and pampered nicely, you know how I like you to be groomed. You have 30 more minutes to finish and then out of the bath when the music stops and get ready for me...I will be there in an hour...You better be FULLY dressed.

She knew He meant wearing the choker...knowing that of all things to leave off the outfit, that would be the one thing she'd never forget. So she let the music continue to guide her as she lathered up and cleaned herself, then shaved her legs and underarms and finally her bare pussy that had been soaking for almost an hour at that point. She purred as the razor slid over her lips...knowing she would have a difficult time not being aroused all evening...as if that was really ever an option around Him. 

The music stopped and she stepped out of the bath, unstopping it and letting the water drain away, wrapping a silk robe around her as she made her way back to the bedroom and sat in front of her mirror to fix her hair and apply makeup...very little, He preferred the natural look. She pinned her hair up in a French twist, knowing He loved to be able to tease His fingertips over the back of her neck...and He would want the choker..no the collar..to be prominent. She got up and carefully dressed in all that was laid out...first the undergarments and then the dress....the dress that seemed to just skim over her body so perfectly...and then the shoes. She then reached down and picked up the collar and moved to the mirror to watch herself as she snapped it in to place. 

She smiled as she held it up, then took a deep breath once more silently praying her slave serenity prayer and looked into her own eyes as she clasped the collar in to place. It was funny, she could have sworn she saw a flash of hunger in her eyes when she did. And as soon as the clasp was set in place, her doorbell rang and she smiled, making her way down the hall and down the stairs carefully...to where she opened the front door and there He was, standing there with a bouquet of purple and silver roses, wearing a stunning Hugo Boss tuxedo and that slow sexy boyish grin of His.

"Hello pet"

"Hello Master"

"Mmmm.....that's the first time you have called me that my dear."

"Yes Master...but it is the right title is it not?"

"Of course my pet...it has always been the right title, I'm glad you now see that."

"Thank You Master...Thank You for perhaps forcing the choice finally, because it means that I do know who I am."

He softly chuckled and reached out to caress her cheek..."And who is that my dear pet?"

She blushed, but looked into His eyes and said with simple conviction..."Yours, Master."

He nodded and leaned forward to kiss her lips gently before moving to her ear and whispering softly..."and my pet looks absolutely breathtaking for her night of celebration..but there is just one more piece of the outfit I forgot to leave."

He pulled back and smiled as she gave Him a quizzical look. He handed her a small bag. She opened it up and turned bright red, she looked up at Him and bit her lower lip...the thing she did when He made her nervous, the look He loved to cause. She looked back in to the bag and closed her eyes, took her deep breath, repeated the slave serenity prayer once more and then opened her eyes and slid her hand in to the bag. She pulled out the small black egg vibrator and the remote control that went with it.

He smiled and nodded ..."I believe those panties I bought had an extra piece of fabric?"

She blushed and realized He was right. She stepped back as she nodded and He took the egg in to His hand and looked at her, His eyes showing much more lust than He tended to express. "Raise your dress for me to see my dear".

She bowed her head a bit and bit her lower lip, but did not hesitate. She raised the dress inch by inch of fabric until her lower half was exposed to His gaze, and slightly spread her legs without being asked. He smiled and simply reached out to run a finger slowly over her panty covered slit, smiling as she released a soft moan..."Tsk, tsk little one...already wet?"

She nodded and He chuckled. "I'll not make you expose yourself much longer little one, just let me slip this where it belongs". He deftly moved the egg into its snug piece of fabric and then fixed the panties back to where the egg would now rest right against her clit. He leaned forward and took her mouth hungrily with His own, capturing her hands in His and made her drop the dress as He pulled them behind her back and growled..."Mine."

Her breath caught once more, she nodded and looked up at Him with utter adoration, knowing she trusted Him with everything...and looked into His eyes as she said..."Yours."






The Choice



It was Sunday afternoon and I had finished playing a set at a local bar located on a lake. Every Sunday I play a two hour set from the dock of the local bar. My and my two band members play underneath a half enclosed area in the Northwest corner of the long dock that runs almost 30 feet across the back of the bar.

A normal gathering is fifteen to twenty people with a few coming and going throughout the performance. I have been playing here for the better part of a year and with Autumn setting in, it is the best time of the year for me to perform and for the audience. The cooler weather and nice cool breeze off the lake make this time of the year bearable. 

Every week for the past month, two gorgeous women have sat at a table behind the crowd and enjoyed my music from afar. I have noticed their laughter, smiles and constant staring eyes during my performances, but they never come closer to join the audience in front of me. 

During my performance, I often take requests and play as many of them as I can, if I know the song. My style is reggae and soft rock with a medley of current pop songs thrown in towards the end of my performance. The two women in the back dance and sing along to the songs and appear to have a good time. From time to time, I look over at them and send them a soft smile.

Them constantly sitting afar had gotten to me so after my performance, I walked down the deck and pulled up a seat at their table to get the story. They were both sipping from their straws which were dipped into large glasses of alcoholic concoctions.

"Hello Ladies. How are you this evening?" I asked, smiling big at them.

The first woman stopped drinking to talk to me while the other woman continued to sip at her half gone drink. "Hey! We are doing wonderful." the first woman said.

The second woman pulled away from her straw and added, "You did a great job tonight, as always."

"Thank you." I said, pausing for a moment before continuing. "I noticed you two have been at this same table for the last month watching my performances and I was wondering why you never join the fun up close."

Both of the girls giggled for a few seconds. The first woman was a short, petite Asian and looked to be in her early 30's. The second woman was a white girl who looked to be in her late 20's and was also short in stature. Both had small to average size chests, based on the clothes they were wearing. I scanned both of their bodies while waiting for an answer.

Finally, the second woman responded. "We enjoy watching your performances back here. It gives us a chance to admire you from afar without having to intrude upon your groupies."

I smiled sweetly then said, "So you prefer to be groupies from afar?"

The first girl started to blush. Her large, round cheek bones turned bright red and her eyes moved down to her drink. I watched as she took a big gulp of her drink before looking at her friend. She was obviously doing her best to avoid eye contact with me at the moment. 

"Why don't you have a drink with us?" the second woman asked with a soft, sweet voice. Her large, round sunglasses covering her eyes.

"I have to help my band finish packing everything up and load it into my truck, but I will be happy to have a drink with you two gorgeous ladies in say, 20 minutes, if you two are still here."

"Oh we will definitely be here." the first woman replied.

"Forgive me for being so rude, I am Billy." I said as I stood up.

"You can call me Nia" the first woman said.

The second woman, almost cutting the Nia off, said, "I am Kim."

I shook both their hands and made my way back to help my two band members finish packing our equipment and loading it into the truck. My band mates were teasing me as we loaded the truck.

"You always get the girls." John said. "I swear."

I just laughed. It was true that women hit on me often, perks of being a lead singer I guess. After we loaded the truck my band members headed home. After my performance, I always head inside the bar, have a few drinks and chat with the owner for an hour or so. This time, I ordered a drink and told her I had some fans waiting on me. She made me a bourbon and coke then I headed out to the dock area where the girls were still waiting. There were two other couples sitting at tables, looking out to the lake.

Nia was facing me and sent a smile in my direction as I approached the table. Kim was sitting with her bare legs crossed, facing Nia. From my view, I could see that Kim was wearing a short pair of jean blue jean shorts and flip flops. 

"Hello again ladies." I said as I sat down in the empty seat across.

We sat and chatted small talk for a few minutes while enjoying the drinks and the beautiful sun setting on the edge of the lake. I noticed the girls inching closer to me as the time passed. Kim moved over closer to me on the right side, stating that she wanted a better view of the sunset. Nia inched closer to my left side stating that the sun was in her eyes and she was being blinded. I found it curious that Nia's red sunglasses were on her head, yet she was moving to get out of the setting sunlight.  

After the sun set, the girls gave me a proposition. I was caught off guard by the option and set of rules, but intrigued at the same time. Both girls seemed to be fun, especially when the alcohol was flowing, and were good looking as well.

Kim presented the proposition to me like this. "We are best friends and both like you. Instead of us fighting over you, we are giving you the opportunity to choose one of us. If you decide to date one of us, just know that you will not ever be able to date the other one. We are best friends and do not share, nor do we ever date someone that the other has dated. Of course, you have the option not to date either one if that is what you want as well."

This was quite a conundrum. I was single and available so that was not an issue. Choosing one or the other the hard part. This was a good problem to have, but a problem none the less. Nia was curled up around my left arm, pressing her head against my chest while Kim sat back in her chair, resting her hand on my knee.

Needing to know both of them a little better before making a decision, I said, "I want to ask both of you a few questions to get to know you better before I make any decision, is that okay?"

"Of course." Kim replied.

Through discovery, I learned that both of them liked to cook, had good jobs and lived in the area. Nia cooked Asian foods mostly and enjoyed soccer, music and working outside doing yard work and tending to her garden. Kim cooked "white people" food as she described it, listened to rock and 80's music, worked as a therapist with special needs kids and enjoyed going to concerts and restaurants for fun.

The more questions they answered, the more difficult it became for me to choose. Both girls appeared to be very good options. They also agreed that neither would be hurt or envious of the other, no matter who I chose. I wondered if I would be better off simply choosing neither and just being friends. 

Our drinks were empty and it was starting to get chilly outside so we moved inside the bar area. We took a seat next to an empty pool table. I went to the bar and bought us all drinks. When I returned to our new table, the girls decided it would be fun to play a few games of pool. The girls chose to play the first game so I sat back and watched.

Nia was not more than a foot away from me, bent over to break the balls. My eyes became transfixed on her nicely shaped butt cheeks covered by tan shorts. I could see the outline of her panties through the shorts, which covered her entire butt. She was wearing traditional style panties and that gave me a little clue about her personality, or so I thought.

It took her three tries to hit the cue ball and when she did, she barely broke the pool balls apart. It was apparent that she was not an experienced pool player. Through our laughter, Nia took a seat on my lap while Kim took her turn. She leaned back to whisper in my ear, giving me a good view of her bare breasts underneath her loose pink shirt.

She whispered, "You are such a cutie. I could have some fun with you."

I could tell by the smell of her breath and the slight slur of her words that she was feeling a good buzz. She giggled for no reason and put my hand on her upper thigh. I could feel her warm, smooth skin in the palm of my hand. She had acted a little shy earlier, but the alcohol was starting to show her bold side.

Kim made three balls then missed the fourth. She was clearly the better pool player of the two. It was Nia's turn so she stood up and grabbed her pool stick then moved around the table looking for a shot. Kim sat across from me at the table and sipped at her drink. She commented on how flirty Nia was becoming and how she was a light weight when it came to drinking. I took her comments to be a put down of Nia as she angled to win my affection.

Nia entirely missed the ball she was aiming for and knocked one of Kim's balls in the corner pocket. The girls laughed at the poor shot, enjoying themselves. Within a few turns, Kim cleared the table of all her balls and hit the eight ball in the side pocket. It was my turn to rack the balls and try my luck at pool against Kim. She broke the balls hitting a stripe ball in. As she made her way around the table, toward me, she stopped and pressed her body up against my backside. I could feel her breasts pressed up against my back momentarily and felt her hips grind into my ass.

"Oops." she said with a flirting voice. "Sorry!"

My body was starting to get turned on from the women's constant flirting, Nia rubbing her butt on my lap, giving me a view of her breasts and her tantalizing invitation then Kim rubbing up against me, as well as the alcohol, had me feeling good. I could feel my groin starting to stir. Not only was I excited, but it was also hard to concentrate on the game of pool.

After barely winning against Kim, I had the chance to play against Nia. On my third shot, I had my back to Kim, who was sitting at the table, bending over to shoot when I felt Kim grab my ass. My back arched and I stood up, surprised. Turning around, I saw Kim wink at me then take another sip of her third glass of alcohol since I had started hanging out with them.

I did my best to keep the game competitive against Nia, but it was not going well for her. My guess was that she had never or rarely ever played pool before. After winning, Nia walked over to me and gave me a big hug, saying "Congratulations". Her perfume smelled good, her breasts pressed against me felt even better.

After three games of pool, we decided to walk out onto the dock once more, where it was quieter and gave us a little more privacy. When I opened the door, a cool breeze blew inside, giving me a chill. We walked over to the far Northeast corner of the dock, away from another group who was laughing and having a good time outside. 

The breeze was cool and clearly effecting the women as we sat down at a table. Nia was curled in a ball, trying to stay warm and Kim's nipples were poking through her shirt and bra. I was rubbing my own arms, trying to keep them warm. I could tell the evening was drawing to an end by the anxious look on both women's faces.

Kim turned to me and said, "Okay. Have you made a decision?"

I had been contemplating the situation all evening, but had never really came to a definitive decision. This was difficult and I was on the spot. I didn't think I could go wrong either way, but I had so much fun with both of them that I strongly considered keeping both of them as friends, perhaps delaying my decision until I got to know both of them better.

"Um." I muttered, trying to buy myself time as a thousand thoughts raced through my mind. "Okay. This has been very hard. You are both very beautiful women and both have been fun to hang out with. Giving me a choice is almost worse than not having a choice at all. I really do not know how to choose between two great options."

At this point, I was mostly babbling, trying to fill time while I made a quick decision. For some reason, seeing Nia curled up in a ball, needing warmed, appealed to my masculine side. I walked over to Nia, put my arms around her to warm her and said, "I am going to choose Nia."

To my surprise, Kim gave me a genuine smile and said, "You HAVE made a very good choice. Nia is a great, fun person who is hard working and will be fiercely loyal to you. As we said in the beginning, I will have no angst toward you and wish you both the best. Billy, I am sure we will be seeing more of each other."

Kim walked over to me and gave me a big hug then turned to Nia and said, "I am going to let you two have some one on one time. Talk to you tomorrow."

I watched as Kim walked away and felt bad for her. Even if she wasn't showing it, I am sure she was sad on the inside. I comforted myself with the thought that they had created the option and presented me with the choice, so it was their own doing.

"Let's go somewhere warmer." I said to Nia.

She stood up and gave me a big hug and a warming smile. "We are going to have so much fun." she said as she took me by the hand and walked next to me toward the parking lot. She invited me back to her place to watch a movie. I was pretty sure I knew what that meant. We drove separate cars and I followed her back to her home. 

I was impressed by the spacious size of her home, which was gated in all the way around the yard. Nia explained that she had recently divorced in the last year and was awarded this home in the divorce while her husband took the mansion in another state. Clearly, she had or married into money. The house was large with granite counter tops in the kitchen, crown molding throughout the house, tiled and wood flooring, a screened in pool in the back of the home with a large sitting area next to the pool. 

Nia grabbed a bottle of wine, poured both of us a glass and guided me out to the porch area, where she lit up a Korean cigarette. A wall on the Southwest corner of the house blocked the cool breeze, making it comfortable outside. After a few drinks of wine, I could feel my insides starting to warm. Nia cuddled up close to me after she finished the cigarette.

"I do not smoke very often, but I have a craving for one when I am drinking." she explained. "I hope you don't mind."

I didn't say anything, happy to just be in her presence. Her warm body felt good against my skin on this cool evening. The lighting from the ceiling was a warm yellow light and created a sense of relaxation and warmth. At this moment, I was thinking I had definitely made a good choice.

Nia leaned in and gave me a quick, sloppy kiss then pulled away and started laughing. "I am sorry. I think I am drunk." 

I laughed at her and her adorable laugh. She spoke good English but I could hear her Korean accent tied into her words. Every once in awhile she would says, "Um I am thinking how to say in English..." before finally making a remark. I found this very attractive.

Leaning in, I started kissing her on the mouth. Her thin lips tasted like wine as I sucked on them. Her return kisses were a little sloppy and wet. Her body was swaying back and forth as we kissed. I put my hand on her lap and softly rubbed her legs. When I broke the kiss and pulled away, her mouth stayed extended with her lips puckered and her eyes closed for a second or two before she realized I was not kissing her anymore. 

We both laughed and I helped her inside the house. She turned on a movie then cuddled up to me on the leather sofa. Within minutes, she was asleep. I held her for a little while before lying her down on the couch and putting a blanket over her body and leaving my cell number on the kitchen counter. I slipped out of the house, locked the door behind me and drove home. 

The next morning I received a text message from an unknown number that read, "I don't know what I've done last night, sorry."

I assumed this was a text from Nia and replied, "What do you mean you are sorry for what you did last night?"

A minute later a reply came through saying, "I was drunk and don't know what I did last night. Make mistake?"

Needing better clarification, I called and talked to Nia, who couldn't remember anything that happened after we left the bar. She wasn't sure how she acted or if we had done anything naughty. I calmed her and assured her all we did was sit outside and kiss a little before moving inside to watch a movie where she fell asleep.

Nia laughed and apologized several times. It was nice to know that she cared about how she acted. In order to make up for the previous night, she invited me over for supper at her house and promised to make it up to me. When I arrived at her house, she gave me a big hug, pressing her chest firmly against me, and apologized one more time before welcoming me into her house. 

She had her straight black hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her hair was short so the extra hair stood straight like a dog's short tail. She was wearing a blue sports bra and a loose yellow tank top with that showed her ribs and her blue sports bra. When she moved, the shirt would hang forward or backward off her body. She had on a white pair of dress shorts and fancy looking flip flop sandals. I felt a little overdressed wearing a blue polo shirt and a pair of dress slacks, dress socks and dress shoes. 

"I will not get too drunk tonight, unless you want me to." she said as she handed me a beer.

We both laughed as I made my way into the den as she finished preparing the meal. On the television she was watching some Korean music channel. I didn't understand a word of the music, but the words were displayed in English on the bottom of the screen. I watched the television and chatted a little with her until the food was served.

We ate a hearty amount of rice, some square type of cooked meat that was delicious and green beens and then had a sweet yellow desert that looked like cake but much sweeter. I was not sure what I was eating, but it was delicious so it didn't matter much to me. Afterwards, we did a shot of Soju to wash the food down, or so she said.

The sun was starting to set as we finished the meal. We sat out on the porch and watched the setting sun, resting our full bellies. Nia asked me to tell her again about the end of the previous night so I explained everything one more time, making her smile. She leaned in and gave me a long, soft, sweet kiss then asked, "Is that better?"

Her kiss was so good that my pants started to bulge. I smiled and replied, "I am not sure, let's try that again."

"You are silly." she said with a smile before leaning in again and giving me another long seductive kiss.

I held her face softly as we made out for several minutes until she stood up and walked over and hooked her iPhone to a small speaker sitting on a table in the corner. Older dance music started to play and she began swaying her hips back and forth, dancing for me. By the end of the song, she had her back turned to me and was swaying her hips in my face. I put my hands on her hips and followed the motion of her hips. When the song ended, she sat down on my lap.

"Did you like my little dance for you?"

I laughed and said, "Yes, very seductive."

"What does seductive mean?" she asked.

"Very sexy and seducing or enticing me." I replied.

"Ohhh" she answered, with a look that said she still may not have fully understood.

When the next song started, she began grinding her hips on my lap. I could feel my bulge starting to protrude and I am sure she could feel it pressing against her. My hand moved to her lower stomach and held my hand against her soft skin. She was not fat by any means, but did have a little padding around her stomach when she sat down. When standing, the padding seemed to disappear.




The Choice



"This is my jam." she said as the next song started playing. It was an R&B song from the early 1990's.

I started swaying back and forth to the music as she took my right hand and started to dance in front of me while facing me. My eyes moved up and down her body, watching each nook and cranny move as her body swayed in the night light. Her eyes were filled with a passion and joy, making me feel very comfortable. I was actually having more fun with her than I anticipated. 

When the song ended, she went inside and made both of us a drink. She made me a glass of vodka with orange juice and made herself a tonic gin. She lit a cigarette and sat on the end of the couch, smoking it as she sipped her drink. I scooted closer to her, showing her that I was not offended. The next song was a slow song and I took her by the hand until she was on her feet. I put my arms around her waist and started dancing with her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding the cigarette away and took one puff while we danced. I leaned in and kissed the outside of her lips softly a few times then pulled her close and held her tightly as we moved in a circle.

She pulled away just long enough to put out her cigarette then moved back in close to me. She took me by the hand and guided me out into the clearing near the pool as we continued to dance. Her head rested on my shoulder with her eyes closed, facing me. The next song was another slow song so we continued to dance, holding each other close. 

I had not been paying attention to my footing and we had moved closer to the pool than I thought. I took a step to the right and felt the back of my foot slanting down, slipping off the edge of the pool. My body followed my feet heading into the pool, carrying Nia right along with me. I saw her eyes shoot open just before we hit the water. Luckily, we were on the deep end of the pool. We both fell in the water and sank most the way down. When we came back up Nia's eyes were open wide.

"Oh my gosh, that is cold." I shouted as my head surfaced from underneath the water.

"What are you doing?" Nia asked as her head rose up above the water. 

We both swam to the edge of the pool and climbed out. Nia grabbed two towels from a rack against the exterior of the house and handed me one. I looked at her sexy body as her clothes hung against her. Her small nipples protruding with the outline of her small breasts pressing against her shirt.

"I am so sorry. I didn't realize we were that close to the pool." I apologized.

She simply smiled at me while she dried off then said, "You just wanted to get me wet and it worked."

My eyes opened wide. I didn't know how to respond to that comment and just laughed. She moved closer to me and dropped her towel then grabbed the ends of my towel and wrapped it around her so that we were both wrapped inside the towel. She grabbed the back of my neck with her right hand and pulled my face to her, kissing me deeply with so much passion. I immediately kissed her back and felt her hips pressed against my growing groin. 

I placed my hands on her butt and held her hips tightly against me while grinding my hips against her groin. We continued kissing, her warm body keeping me from getting cold from the dripping wet clothes on my body. After several seconds of making out, she pulled away and giggled.

"You are dripping wet. I will find you something to wear." 

I stood on the brick pavers with dripping wet clothes as she made her way inside the house. She returned with a t-shirt and a pair of basketball shorts and had removed her tank top and shorts, but left her blue sports bra on, revealing the rest of the skin of her upper body to me. I took the clothes into the bathroom connected to the pool and removed my wet clothes, putting on only the shorts and t-shirt that was a little big for me. When I stepped outside onto the porch, Nia took my clothes and threw my clothes and socks into the dryer. 

"Where did you get these clothes from?" I asked curiously.

"Oh, those are clothes I wear around the house and sleep in at night." she answered.

I felt a bit uncomfortable with no underwear, knowing if I got hard, it would easily show through the shorts, but I didn't really have a choice. We walked over to the outdoor couch and sat down, with drinks in hand when the doorbell rang.

"Oh, we must have guests." Nia said as she stood up and headed inside the house. 

I could hear Nia loudly greeting someone and laughing a few seconds before her, Kim and another guy joined me outside. Nia was carrying a blanket with her. She handed each of them a beer then sat down on my lap and covered us with the blanket. I could feel her hips slowly move back and forth against my lap as she talked to them as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on.

Kim asked what were were up to and Nia explained that we were dancing before I pulled her into the pool in effort to get her to take her clothes off. We all laughed and I explained that wasn't quite how it happened, but didn't argue.

I slipped my hands underneath the blanket and placed them on Nia's bare legs as we continued to talk. Kim introduced the man with her as her friend for the evening, named Austin. He seemed like an easy going person. When they finished their beers, Nia made us all a mixed drink then returned to my lap, this time after covering our legs with the blanket, she sat her drink on the table in front of us and slipped her hands under the blanket. 

Her hands grabbed mine and put them on her upper thighs. I held my hands still for a few minutes feeling her legs swing back and forth like a pendulum. I could feel the warmth of her inner thighs for an instant against my fingers as her legs swung open. When her legs closed, my fingers were blocked from her inner thighs. It was as if she were teasing me with her open legs for a second before blocking me the next second. The three of them were conversing, but I was not paying much attention to the conversation until I heard my name.

"I said, are you enjoying your time with her Billy?" Kim asked.

"Oh, sorry. I wasn't paying attention there for a moment. Yes, I am having a good time. She has been most gracious and in a good mood up to this point." I answered.

"Oh she hasn't been flirting or teasing you a whole lot yet then?" Kim said, followed by a giggle.

"Well, I can't say that." I said with a smile as I felt Nia push one of my hands between her legs as her legs swung open, then trapping my hand between her thighs, pressing against her pussy as her legs closed. 

Her legs did not open this time however, holding my right hand pressed against her crotch. I could feel heat radiating from her crotch as my hand held still for a few moments while I fully realized where my hand was. Ready to play her game, I extended my middle finger and started running it up and down her slit. Nia's legs separated a little, giving me me a little more access.

Nia chatted away with Kim, not letting on that anything was going on beneath the blanket. I became more and more daring as the minutes passed, pushing my middle finger a little deeper and sliding it up and down the inside of her lips slowly, knowing she was enjoying it. Nia turned her upper body around and gave me a deep kiss for a few seconds then said.

"He seems to be a great man. We will see just how good he is as time goes on though."

"Thanks, I think." I said, teasing her.

I pulled my left hand from underneath the sheet and used it to hold my drink as I gulped it down. Shortly, I was feeling the effects of the drinks starting to take effect. To make matters worse, Nia started moving her hips back and forth ever so slightly once more. I wondered if Kim and her new man could tell if there was hanky panky going on under the blanket. I also began to wonder how often this situation had taken place before and with how many other men.

Kim stood up and said they were going to head out. Nia started to stand up and I pulled my hand away just before she threw the blanket off to the side of us. I quickly pulled the blanket back over my lap to cover up my hard on. 

Kim walked over to me, gave me a hug and said goodbye then escorted her man through the door, Nia following close behind them. I took a big gulp of my drink as I waited for Nia to return. My head started bobbing to the song playing from her iPhone. My hand pressed against my hard dick which was begging for more attention. 

Nia walked back onto the porch with a wide grin on her face. She didn't say a word as she walked over to me, threw the blanket to the side then straddled my legs, facing me. She leaned in, ran her hands over my chest and glanced down between my legs for a moment then moved her stare up to my eyes. She looked deep into my eyes and wrapped her hands around my swollen member then started to slowly stroke me. My eyes closed for a spit second, taking in the sensations her hand was giving me, then opening to see her still staring me directly in the eyes with a look of lust in her eyes.

After a few seconds, she said, "Wasn't that a fun visit."

I smiled and shook my head up and down. She leaned in and kissed me one more time, this time using her tongue. My hips gravitated to her hips then slid up the skin of her bar ribs. I took hold of her sports bra and began pulling it up over her head and arms. Her arm left my penis just long enough for the bra to slip over it.

"You have made me wet twice tonight." she said to me as I took a deep breath of air.

"Let's go swimming." she said, out of the blue.

In a split second, Nia was off my lap, pulling her shorts and panties over her ankle then diving into the pool in her birthday suit. "Come on" she called to me, waving her arms after coming out of the water. I stood up and undressed then dove into the pool and approached her from behind. I pressed my hard dick against her butt cheeks and slid my hands between her arms and body, them wrapping around her globe shaped breasts. She tried to turn around, but I held her facing away from me and pushed her up against the side of the pool. My lips were sucking on the back of her neck as I spread her legs and slid my dick between them. 

Nia reached down and moaned as she slid my hard dick inside her vagina. I started rocking back and forth as my hands mauled her breasts. Her pussy felt like a sauna room around my dick. I could tell she was really wet because my dick slid inside her without much friction. Our hips rocked back and forth in the water, her body sandwiched between me and the concrete wall of the pool.

"Holy shit you feel so good." I exclaimed into her ear as I thrust my hips forward, pushing my throbbing dick inside her steamy walls. 

"Harder. Yes. Fuck me hard." Nia moaned.

Wanting to make her feel delicious, I slid my right hand from her breast, around the front of her hips and ran two fingers over her swollen clit. Her back arched toward me and locked as my fingers moved back and forth as if I were shading in a drawing. Her walls were clasping me harder and faster as my hips smacked against her small ass. Her hands and head were resting over the ledge of the pool. Her moans grew louder and louder, turning me on more than I could have imagined.

Her hips were thrusting back against my thrusting hips. I leaned forward and pressed my upper body against her back. We were making waves in the pool. My hips thrust each time the waves pushed against me. I could not hold out any longer. Just as I was ready to pull out of Nia, she reached back and grabbed a hold of my lower back and closed her legs, trapping me deep inside her. She thrust her hips back against me twice, sending my body into a spasm. I exploded deep inside her tight pussy walls, my hips thrusting deep and hard inside her.

My fingers continued to frig her clitoris and I felt her body start shuddering. Her Korean moans flowing freely from her lungs. When her body stopped shuddering, I slid my hands up her to her stomach and held her tightly. 

My body lay on top of her for awhile before we slid down into the water, washing the sweat and juices off our bodies. Our bodies melded together once more as we submerged from the water. Nia grabbed my body and guided me to the steps. She pushed my body into a sitting position and sat on my lap, reaching between my legs and stroking me until I was hard again, then mounted me.

I lay back, holding on to the corners of the pool as she bounced up and down my pole. Within a matter of seconds, she was coming again, over and over. I reached up and pulled her body against me, holding her heaving breasts in my hands. She was gasping over for air and cooing as her body collapsed onto me, my hard dick still buried deep inside her.

"That was awesome." she said in a low, soft voice.



The Choice



This story is hard to write for me because it brings back lots of memory's about someone I lost and cared a great deal about, my best friend and sister who was taken from us at such a young age and there is still not a day that goes by that I don't think of her, and the events that occurred after her death. And it is also about cause and effect of the choices we make when it comes to any incestuous act or relation, the events in this story are true and played out in a time when my family and I were going through things and the odd healing process that occurred all I can say that I do have regrets but some things you just learn to live with, and in the end happiness is all that counts that much I have learned from all this.



Looking back now and remember how it all started it seems still unreal, and now on the twins 16th birthday I can't stop but think of my sister and how much I miss her.

I grew up in a loving family with my dad, mom and sister and we loved each other and there was always a great feeling of harmony in our home, my dad was a hardworking man and a great guy and my sister and I could always talk to him about anything he always made time for his family and my mom was the same way.

As kids we could see that out mom and dad where still as much in love with each other as the day the met in college, so let me give you a description of my dad he is 5'9 broad shoulders and at that time 42 years old, still had all his bright blond hair and bright blue eyes and he always had that smile on his face.

My mom was a perfect example of a Italian American woman and no she did not have 48ddd boobs and build like a super model like you read so much in all those story's. She was 5'1 jet black hair and at that time 39 years old, she had the normal hips and build like most woman after giving birth to 2 kids. I know she had 42c breasts; I looked at one of her bras once that was in the hamper. I loved my mom and like a normal teenager I had my wank sessions thinking of her but to say I was obsessed with her well that was not the case,

And then there was my sister, my best friend she was one of those people that the first time you meet her you could not but fall in love with her always smiling and good natured and she would make everyone around her feel loved and important.

She just had that gift to make people happy just to be around her and with her long black hair and blue eyes she was just something else, she really was the light in our little happy family and we loved her so much.

One of our favorite things to do as a family where the weekends at the cabin that our grandfather build at the lake a few hours' drive from our house it was our special place my grandfather build it with his father it was an old style log cabin made for cedar logs and had the old knotted pine floors, to us it always felt like being back in the 1800's.

We had of course electric and running water and gas but it still had that old feeling to it you know rustic, it had 2 bedrooms a kitchen and a large living room with an open fire place, let's just say it holds very good memory's for us.

And then tragedy struck and it almost destroyed us, I remember it like it happened yesterday, my sister went with her girlfriend and her mother to have a girl's day out, being 16 and a few days after her sweet 16th birthday they gave her a spa day, I remember she was so excited about it, she was telling me all about it while we had breakfast her eyes where all lit up and her smile oh that smile that would lighten even the darkest heart.

She left, kissing us goodbye and told us like she always did how much she loved us, that was the last time I saw her alive. It was Saturday June 18th 1989. The day we stopped living in so many ways. The doorbell rings and my dad opened the door and there where two highway patrol 

officers at the door and I hear my dad scream I will never forget that scream, and then my mom screaming and crying I was upstairs in my room and came storming down the stairs, my mom was on the floor screaming in agony and I looked at my dad his face was as white as a sheet of paper.

She is..She is gone my little angel is gone, by now I was losing it and kept asking what happened I vaguely remembered one of the officers telling me that my sister had died in a car crash there was some kind of pileup on I80 and the where in it something about fog or something and that no one survived in the car. 

To today I don't know where my dad found the strength to handle it all, the funeral was a few days later and I remember bits and pieces of it I was lost, So many people showed up at the showing and the funeral it showed us how loved she was, After it was all over we went home and I fell asleep on my sisters bed, weeks went by and dad and me slowly tried to pick up the broken pieces of our lives, but mom was broken beyond repair, the once loving smiling mother and wife was nothing but a empty shell, she would go about her daily routine but without feeling or interests.

My graduation and 18th birthday where coming up it was now almost a year to the day we lost my sister, I made weekly visits to her grave and talked to her like we used to do telling her about mom and dad and our lives and how empty it really was without her.

I had scored high enough to go to college and decided to attend the local Penn state; I had no clue what to study for. The big day arrived but for us as a family it was a sad event because my sister was not there but somehow I felt she was right there by my side. I did not want a party or anything all I wanted was to get away and I asked my mom and dad if the mind if I go to the cabin and stay there for a while, we had not been there sins my sister's death, and cleaning it and opening it felt like a good thing and it would give me time to be alone and think about what I wanted to do with my life now I was 18 and left my high school days behind me.

Mom did not say much she was still the same empty shell and there was no sight that she was improving, she had some good days when the old mom would reappear but the where for and between. Dad was the rock and her beacon and in many ways for me too.

He gave me the keys and an envelope with money and told me to stay as long as I wanted but I had to call in every few days to talk to him and mom. And so I did, that summer went by fast mom and dad visited a few times but somehow mom would never stay overnight I guess the memory's where just too hard to handle. 

At the end of the summer I started my collage life and the first year went by pretty fast, I was living at home and did pretty well at school. Still made weekly trip to my sisters grave and talked, I know it was just a slap of stone but it made me feel better, I told her about how I got laid for the first time by some 4th year chick and more of those things.

At home things where not getting any better dad was still there as the rock for mom but I could not notice a strange change, not able to put my finger on it, I let it go but in the back of my mind it was always there. My parents it seems where still good together at least from the sounds of their bedroom I would here sometimes I guess the still had sex and liked it so that was a good thing.

A few weeks in to my summer break my dad told me he needed to talk to me and suggested that we go to the cabin to do some fishing and have some father and son bonding time, it been a while that dad and I spend time together and with his work being so busy as of late and me in collage there seemed to be never the time. So on Friday afternoon we packed the car and off we went to the cabin.

It took us a while to get settled in and clean the place and let it air out but around 8 at night we sat on the porch and dad asked me if I wanted to have a drink, I was surprised because he never let me drink around him. Yeah I said cool you let me drink, he just smiled and said I need one or two before I can say what I need to say and after you hear what I have to say you are surly going to need one.

He came back with 2 glasses of his favorite drink JW black label, I liked the stuff I would have a nip of it when the where not home sometimes, guess now you can have on in front of me and not nip of my stuff behind my back, yeah he smiled I known all along but you never abused it so I did not say anything. Did the same with my dad's stuff when I was your age. He took a big gulp and emptied his glass and went back inside to get a refill.

When he sat down he looked out on the lake for a while and started to talk, Son what I have to say and ask you don't come easy but I can't see any other way to help your mom. I just looked at him and ask Dad what in the hell are you trying to tell me. He took a deep sigh and said after the loss of your sister your mom went in to a deep and dark depression you know that, you seen it all the life and joy disappear out of her.

She has been talking to me about having another child, I looked at him and said that's great dad guess you two will have lots of practice going on for the next few weeks huh. He gave me a faint smile and said well son that's where the problem lays, I am sterile, have been shortly after your sister was born, I had a bad bladder infection and there were some more complications that left me sterile. Can't you go to a doctor they are so smart now a days.

Now here I need to say something the medical science was when it comes to vitro insemination in the early 1990 still in its infant stages and the costs where astronomical and the success rate was only like 30% or so.

There is not much the can do for me, there are a few options but they are so costly and they can't give you a 100% that it would work. It would also mean if we would do that I would have to sell the cabin and the land and that I cannot do, I promised my father that it would always stay in our family and in time it would belong to you and then to your first born.

So what are you guys going to do then I asked adopt? I am cool with that dad anything to see you and mom happy again. Dad looked at me and said I am proud of you son and the way you would welcome a adopted child in our family and as your brother or sister but that is not what your mom wants. You mean you going to have her have sex with another man until she gets pregnant I asked.

Well yes and no, now I was really confused and he saw it in my face, dad gave me one of his it be alright smiles and said your mom only wants a child from me and now you know I can't give it to her, She told me, then I want it from the closest resemblance to you, now alarm bels went off in my head and I said you mean I have to impregnate my own mother..... Dads are you nuts!!!

There is no way in hell I would ever think of having sex with my own mom let alone knock her up. Well in my mind I had sex with her a few times but this was real, I know it's a lot for you but I know having another child would make you mom so happy and it might just do the trick of getting her out of that hole she is been hiding in for the last few years son. I don't know what else I can do for her I am out of options I just can't see her hurting all the time, and for the second time in my life I saw tears in my dad's eyes.

I know, it is a lot to ask of a 19 year old but I don't know if I can handle the fact that you would have sex with your mom but I give anything to see her happy again even that. Dad I don't want to have you turn away from me or have my relation with you and mom change, sorry but that is just not going to happen there is no way I would risk that, but you are telling me you willing to risk it all for a chance to have mom happy and her old self again?

He looked my straight in the eye and said yes I guess I am son. And mom what is she saying I mean what is her opinion about this all, I mean having sex with me and being pregnant from her son. To be honest it was kind of her suggestion he said, uhhh dad I think I need another stiff drink and I need time to think about this I am not saying I am going to do it but I will think about what you have said. And before I even start thinking about this I want to talk to mom, dad looked at me and said I figured you would say that so tomorrow I am picking her up and drop her off here so you guys can talk.

And I'll pick her up again in the evening and then leave you here so you can have your time to maul it all over, I know son it's not a normal request parents should make to their child but I just don't see any other way out of this.

As you can guess I had a few more stiff drinks and even with that sleep would not come, it all seems so surreal to me, now my mom was not a ugly woman by far sure gravity had taken its toll over the years but I don't think any right thinking man would kick her out of his bed. And sure I have fantasized what it would be to have sex with her what man has not had those feelings about his mother anyone tell me he did not is a lire, Freud said all young man will go through a Oedipus complex but for most it just fades away as the get older.The idea of having sex with my mom not for lust but with the sole purpose of making her pregnant seemed so far-fetched in my mind and how would we start, would I just climb on her and start pounding away in her, shoot my load of baby cream and be done with it, ohh shit why me I wish sis was here she would know what to do or tell me, I must have finally fallen asleep because I woke up with a splitting headache and for a few minutes I was wondering where I was and then it came all back to me.

I walked over to the lake stripped and dove in the cold water hoping it would wake me up and out of this nightmare. I was swimming for a wile and got hungry so I put my shorts back on and walked to the cabin, dad was busy making coffee and some breakfast. A little hung over son I see you put a nice dent in that bottle I see he gave me the smile again. Umm yeah sorry about that I just needed it I guess, its aright kiddo you had a lot to digest last night and more today I will have to leave the bottle here I guess and again I got the its okay smile, 

Breakfast we ate in silence I think my dad did not wanted to pressure me in what I was thinking and I was way too hung over anyway to answer any questions so we just sat in silence with nothing more than the sounds of the lake between us. Well I better get a shower and go and get your mom over here, I will get some grocery's on the way back up here so you have something to eat and with that he was off to the bathroom I cleaned the dishes and decided to go for a walk around the lake just to clear my head, by the time I came back dad was gone he left a note saying he was proud of me how I had handled the whole situation up to now and that he loved me.

Ever sins my sister Maria died I have talked to her now I am not a religious person none of us are but mom being Italian was catholic from birth and she had her believes, I just always felt that mar as I used to call her was around me I don't think we really die, you know that some kind of energy remains with the ones you leave behind, When I walked in to the cabin I felt a strange calm come over me, the same calm that I would find with mar when I was upset about things she just had that gift no matter who you are somehow just her presents would calm you down.

I took a long hot shower and got dressed in my shorts and a shirt, it was going to be a nice day and I grabbed a book and sat on the porch relaxing thinking and trying to focus on my book. My mind wondered to one time when I saw my mom completely naked, I seen her tits a few times not that I was spying on her it just happened, I mean 4 of us living in one house its bound to happen you see each other naked sometime or another.

It happened when I was alone with her on a Saturday, my sister and dad went to the store and mom was in the shower, I was in my room reading or doing something when I heard a large bonk and my mom scream, I ran to the bathroom and asked her if she was okay, she told me she had slipped in the tub and her back was hurting and she had a hard time getting up I asked her if she needed help and she said she could use a hand.

I opened the door and there she was naked as the day she was born laying in the tub, I reached out for her and pulled her up and got a good look at her assets, her breast had a little sag in it and her nipples where the largest I have ever seen on a woman, she had silver dollar areola's and her nipples where fully erect the must have been ¾ inch in diameter and at least almost a inch long the where nice and dark brown, she had a large triangle of deep black pubic hair that went all the way to her butt as far as I could see, after I helped her up I quickly made my way out of the bathroom and in to my room I had to admit I had a raging hard on. My dad was one lucky dog having a woman with a body like that I thought, and yes I did give my dick a good pull and no it's not the 10 inch horse dong like most of the stories it is 6 ½ inches long and not to thick its fine never had any complaint from the woman I had been with.

While I was reminiscing about the past I looked down and noticed I got a raging hard on, was it from thinking of my naked mother? Or the fact that my parents wanted to impregnate my mother, I went inside and gave myself a good pull and unloaded a massive load I was surprised with the amount myself, after I got myself cleaned I was sitting outside again when I saw the car drive up to the cabin, mom and dad got out and dad was carrying a few bags, mom came up gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek, here is some food for you I got something easy for tonight I was thinking we can have dinner here before your mom and I drive back, he kissed my mom and told us he had stuff to do and would see us later.

We watched him drive off; mom asked if there was coffee she was in the mood for one. She went in to the kitchen and made us coffee she came out with two mugs and sat down, the grabbed a pack of smokes out of her purse and lit a cigarette, I never saw you smoke mom did not even know you did that, she smiled and said I do sometimes when I am upset or very nerves. She took a drag and inhaled deeply and exhaled the smoke I thought it was kind of sexy seeing her smoke, so she started I guess your dad told you about what we want to do, hmm yes mom but I have to be honest with you it just don't sit well with me the whole thing is so far out there, you know we are talking about incest and a child out of incest and the risk that that can have for a child did you and dad think about that at all?

We did and there is a chance that the child might have a defect but I would love it just the same if it was healthy and the chance is there but small I did some reading on it, wow I guess you and dad have it all worked out it seems. But I need to know before I agree on anything is this something you really want and you know it's going to change our relation in some way or another I told dad the same thing. Dad told me what you said to him and how you feel about the whole thing and that's why I am here now to tell you what I think.

She lit another cigarette inhaled deep and looked at the lake, Ever sins Maria died I have been dead inside, my life has been on auto pilot I do the things I need to do, but I have no joy in anything not even the joy I used to have with sex with your dad and I always loved that, I just do it, I feel empty and then about a year after your sister was taken from us I started to want another child, sometimes I thought I could hear your sisters voice saying it's okay mom you should have another baby it might fill the emptiness inside you. I looked at mom she had tears in her eyes and said yeah that be something mar would say alright we both smiled at the thought.

I don't want a child from another strange man and I don't want that artificial thing and you are so like your dad, you look just like him when he was your age so a child would look like him and nobody would be the wiser you see only dad you and me would know and I would never tell the child he was yours you just be the donor dad always be his or her father.




The Choice



I understand and if I would do it, I would never try and do anything to risk that it would be my brother or sister. But can you live with the fact mom that we would have sex and that it would always something that was standing between us it's not a normal thing to do you know, and I don't even think I would be able to do it, might not even get it up, I felt myself turning red and looked away from her. She reached out her hand and touched my face like she always did when I felt unsecure, and said it's okay if you cannot do it baby but promise me you think about it, I know it is a lot to ask of you both dad and me know it and if you go through with it you need to be sure yourself that you can live with it yourself.

Mom I asked her how do you suppose we do this if I would say yes, I mean do I cum in a cup and you put it in you or am I to cum inside you? And I don't know much I mean I am not a virgin I have been with some girls before, but I do know it will take more than a few times to get pregnant for a woman so how do you see this all happening?

She looked at me and did not say anything for a while then she said I guess the best way is you just do it from behind so you don't have to look at me, you mean doggy style I smiled I told you I been around mom, yes doggy style you do what you need to do and that be it. I don't know I need time to think mom and I don't want to talk about it anymore right now I just want to sit here and enjoy the lake and just be here with my mom. She grabbed my hand and we slid our fingers in and just sat there for a long time not saying anything. I had a lot to think about,

It was not so much the deed to get her pregnant I could live with that hell I would enjoy banging that hairy pussy and shoot my baby cream inside her over and over again until she was knocked up. It was the situation in the long run I was thinking about, how weird it would be to have a son/ daughter that I would never be able to acknowledge to be mine, that I would always be the big brother knowing it be my child that is what I was struggling with and even after mom and dad where gone I could never say anything.

After a while mom got up and said she was going to start dinner, my hangover had disappeared a while ago and I was ready for a drink after this talk with mom god I needed one so I went in and asked mom if she wanted a drink she said she loved on so I made two JW on the rocks she poured some coke in hers and resumed to work on dinner she never said anything about me drinking funny I thought so not like mom.

Dad came about a half hour later and we ate did not talk about things just small talk and after dinner mom did dishes we had coffee and the left for home, they had lots to talk about was my guess.

3 days later dad came and picked me up we closed up the cabin and drove home, did you have enough time to think he asked me, I am still not sure what to do dad it's a lot for me you know I am also thinking about things in the long run I mean the that the sex that has to happen I can deal with that, but I don't want things between us to change not now not ever. And if mom was having a child how would that all play out how would I feel knowing that it be my child but also have to treat it like any other brother would do. I just don't know, I know it would make mom so happy and I would love to see her happy and her old self again and I just don't know if you would feel the same knowing you a going to raise a child that is mine and not yours can you handle all that. Son I love your mom more than life itself and if a child would come out of her it be mine because she is part of me, so how could a child of her not be mine, You not doing her a great favor but me too, I also have that empty spot in me ever sins Maria died. You would do it for the both of us. 

When we came home I did not say too much, kissed mom and went to my room undressed took a shower and went to bed, sleep did not come easy again. So I went in to mar her room and laid on her bed somehow it always made me feel closer to her. I woke up semi rested and got dressed and went downstairs for some breakfast, guess dad had already left for work and mom was sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, she got up and told me to sit while she would make me something to eat.

You look tired mom I said are you feeling okay? I am fine baby she said just on edge about this whole thing we asked you to do, and I have second thoughts about it myself you know, explain that to me mom I asked, well I feel in a way we are forcing you to do this and because you love us you might be doing it and I want it to be totally your choice and I feel we are pressuring you in a way. I have no problem with the deed of getting you pregnant it's the aftermath I am most worried about mom that is it and that I need to work out. She smiled and said and then I am thinking it was just a turnoff for you to see me naked. You are a beautiful woman mom, and dad is a lucky man and you have a sexy body from what I have seen that on day when I had to pick you up from the tub.

You think I have a nice body, ehh from what I seen yeah I think your hot maybe you should slip again so I can have a better look I said laughing. She gave me a look and changed the subject by asking me what my plans are today, I told her I was going to the cemetery and visit mar, will you go with me I asked but she told me she was not up for it today.

I cleaned the grave pulled the weeds, there is a picture of her on the headstone it is one of my favorite pictures I remember the day we took it. Looking at it I said I wonder what you would have said about all this even if you were still here and would have asked me this. I wish you could give me a sigh but I know it don't work that way, I was sitting in from of the grave enjoying the sun and listening to the birds when the strangest thing happened, a big monarch butterfly flew up and sat on top of her picture now I am a level headed guy but this was weird if only for the fact that it was her favorite kind of butterfly and she had a bracelet with one on it and she was buried with it, still even today I cannot get that out of my head.

It was almost like she was telling me it was okay and I should do it. The next few days I could not get that out of my mind and by Friday I made up my mind. When we sat down for dinner Friday night I told mom and dad of my decision and that I would be happy to be the donor. But I had also a few conditions of my own, if we do this than I want mom and me to stay up the cabin until she is pregnant; I can't and will not do it here.

My dad looked at my mom and said to her that he could live with that and that it would be good in a way because he had to be in Chicago to oversee a job site for two weeks, now my dad rarely travels for his job so I guess that would work out, he did not have to worry about mom and it would give us privacy and the time alone. He was to leave on Tuesday and I could drive him to the airport and them mom and I could drive from there to the cabin. I stayed away from them as much as I could for the next few days until it was time to drive dad to the airport, I helped him with his suitcase and walk in to the terminal with him and asked him again, dad you really okay with this , he gave my his it's all okay smile and said remember what I told you kiddo you doing your mom and me both the biggest favor we could ever ask of you. While I walked back to the car I saw him talk to mom, he kissed her and walked off, 

Traffic was hell and it took us most of the morning to get to the cabin we stopped to load up on food and drinks and mom even got me a big bottle of rum I kind of got in to the rum and coke thing, she got herself some wine and here favorite vodka. It took us not to long to get settled and by 2 o clock I was going for a swim, when I came back I could feel the tension between us and realized this was going to happen I was about to have sex or donate my seed in to my mother with the sole purpose to make a baby in her. With my father's blessing, and in strange way my sisters, depending how you would look at that monarch incident.

Mom did not say much I guess she was lost in her own thought, I think it was certainly surreal for her too. I figured I mix us a few drinks to ease the tension I sure needed to down a few before I was ready to do this. We had a small dinner some sandwiches and soup I was not real hungry the nerve's starting to get the better of me, we made small talk on the porch until 9 then my mom said she was going to take a shower and get ready, I sat on the porch for a while and cannot really tell you what wend through my mind I was excited and also hesitant.

Mom walked out on the porch her hair was still damp and she smelled like her rose shower gel I always liked that smell on her, she had a terry robe on and it was buttoned all the way up to her neck, your turn to clean up she said with a faint smile I could see that she was nervous also. I took my shower and shaved and when I came to the porch she was smoking a cigarette and had a drink in front of her, she inhaled deep from the cigarette exhaled and looked at me you ready for this she asked, I guess as much as you are I think, she took one more puff of the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray.

She got up and took my hand, not saying a word and took me in to her bedroom. The lamp on her nightstand gave off a warm glow, she looked at me and got on the bed on her hands and knees, she flipped the robe over her back and I was looking right at her hairy pussy and ass. I think this would be the best way it will make me feel more comfortable she said, well not what I expected to say the least, my dick was semi hard and I started to rub it over her hairy lips, mom did not make a sound and she did not move at all.my dick grew harder and I slowly pushed it between her lips I could feel the warmth of her pussy and them with a light trust I was inside her the same pussy I came out of 19 years ago is was warm I felt her walls grabbing on to my dick and I slowly started to pump inside her, until I bottomed out and my balls where slapping her pussy, she remained stoic, no moans no movement nothing.

I grabbed her ass and started to speed up but after a while I stopped and pulled out of her. She turned around and said what is wrong baby, I can't do it mom not like this. I got my clothes and walked out the bedroom and in to my own room and just lay down on my bed. A few minutes later there was a knock on my door and a voice can I come in baby, sure mom I said. She walked over the bed and looked at me and said tell me what's wrong why did you stop, is it because now you saw me I turn you off?

Mom you could never turn me off, for one I love you and I told you I think you are sexy as hell, but let me ask you, when you got pregnant with mar and I did you make us out of love where we conceived out of love. Oh yes you both where made out of love never doubt that baby, Then why do we have to make this baby like we did I want this child also to be made out of love it has to mean something mom, it cannot be just an act. She gave me a puzzled look, and said I only ever made love to one man and that is your father but what you say also makes sense but I am not sure that this is what your father wants me to do he was okay with you being the donor and that we kept it as simple as can be.

Well for one he is not here and if you want this then I think this child should be made with love and I love you and to be honest I want you, make love to me mom I don't want it to be like we did before, just think about it okay take your time and if you cannot do it then I'll do it your way. She kissed me on the head and said I will think about it and let you know and with that she walked out the room and in to her bedroom.

I was laying there thinking about what happened and grabbed my dick I could smell her pussy on it and started a slow wank until I unloaded all over my chest, I did not even clean up I rolled over and went to sleep. I woke up from the smell of bacon and coffee, I made my way to the kitchen and mom was already sitting on the porch with a coffee and a cigarette, you better quit those if you are pregnant you know it's not good for you and you being over 40 now it could be a hard pregnancy for you. As soon as I am with child I will stop but for now I am just enjoying it again for a while

I made a decision and I am willing to do it your way but you must promise that you never tell your dad about it, you are right, I want to become pregnant making love and not that other way it has to be real, you think you can handle me I am a lot of woman to satisfy. She got up and kissed me on the lips and slipped her tongue in my mouth she gave me a kiss that made me instant rock hard and curled my toes. Her hand gave my dick a light squeeze and then she walked away, going to take a shower you coming I might slip again.

I waited a few minutes before I followed her in to the shower she was already under it when I walked in, I stood there and just looked at her by now my dick was so hard you could chop wood with it, her nipples where even bigger then I saw them the last time protruding like bullets out of her breasts, the black triangle of thick pubic hair, you like moms body kiddo she asked, look at me I guess that's a yes I said, wanna come and wash my back and the front she giggled like a schoolgirl, I dropped my slacks and with my dick pointing straight at her I joined her under the warm water.

She turned to me and kissed me her tongue slowly entered my mouth, I received her tongue and soon we were dueling it out, my hands grabbed her breasts and I slowly pinched her huge nipples and that made her move her tongue move even deeper in my mouth, her nipples where rock hard I slide one hand to her pussy and slowly started to rub between her lips and moved to her clit she let out a deep moan, ohh that's it baby rub that clit oww she moaned she kissed my neck and I could feel her tongue.

I slowly bend down and took one of those huge nipples in my mouth close up and personal those things are huge I love big nipples and started to suck and chew on them like a man possessed, the more I sucked on them and the harder I rubbed her clit the more vocal she became, she was not a screamer mom was a moaner and boy she could moan, her hand was on my dick and she was moving it up and down and I felt like I was going to cum right there, ohh mom slow down I am coming and I don't think you want to waste this cum do you, she turned around and bending over holding on to the shower wall with one hand with the other she guided me in to her now WET WET pussy, it was hotter then hell in there and I knew I would not last long so I started to pound away in her and after a few minutes of her moaning and the ohh god I am Cumming and more moaning I felt a warm stream of her juice over my dick and that was all it took I unloaded a huge stream of baby batter deep inside her my knees started to buckle from the enormous orgasm I had and had to hold on to her wile I kept Cumming by the time I was done I was so out of breath and my heart felt like it was coming out of my chest.

The next thing I know mom drops on the shower floor and had her legs in the air, I need to keep this cum in my for at least 15 minutes so I turned off the water and laid with her she moved her head in my lap and her legs up on the shower wall, I looked at her and said I never thought sex could be so intense mom I don't think I ever have cum this hard or so much. After the 15 minutes had passed she stood up and a flow of cum started to drip out of her it was so much, she looked at it and said if you keep pumping that much in me I'll be knocked up in no time, she kissed me on the lips and said now shoos I need to clean up and she pointed at the door for me to exit. I wandered to my bedroom and laid across the bed, this was by far the best fuck I ever had and it was with my mom no less, I did not feel any guilt or remorse I thought it would but I did not. I must have dozed off, I woke up with my mom lying next to me, she was naked and curled up to me her breast on my chest and her face on my shoulder, I just could not stop looking at her my dad was a lucky SOB. She started to move and opened her eyes, you where laying there so relaxed I thought I just crawl up next to you the next thing I know I fall asleep she smiled.

Mom did you feel bad about what we just done I asked her, I do and I don't, how do you mean I asked? Well making love to your son is not a normal act that a mother does and I feel guilty because I only do that with your dad but we also did it for a purpose and that is to get me pregnant, but did you enjoy it and did you cum I asked, I know I don't have the biggest dick, there is nothing wrong with that baby it hit me in all the right spots and you sure can produce a lot of sperm that is for sure way more than your dad, ohh I should not have said that, she smiled.

Can I ask you something mom, what do you like when you have sex? Or am I to personal now, I don't think we could have been more personal after what we just did she said, well I like to suck your dads dick and I also enjoy swallowing don't do that very often he is not in to that, and sometimes when I am real horny I like it when your dad fucks my ass. And I love a good tit fuck, wow I said you are a sex machine aren't you mom, she just smiled and said you have no idea baby, I sure would like to find out in the next few weeks I said. Maybe you will or maybe you won't she said, and with that she got up, get dressed and lets go for a walk around the lake.

We took a long walk and when we came back to the cabin she made us some lunch, after lunch we sat down on the big swing and she asked me, you asked me what I like with sex so what do you like, well I like to suck and play with nipples that turs me on, well no surprise there she said laughing as a baby I had a hard time pulling you off my tits when I was feeding you, you would clamp down on my nipples and did not want to let go, I love eating pussy I think that is one of my favorite things to do with a woman and I guess I am real good at it so I was told. I love a good blowjob but what man don't I said joking, I never had the pleasure of coming in a girls mouth and have her swallow I would love to try that some time, never had anal sex would not mind trying that too. I like a tit fuck did that a few times and enjoyed it, you have been around huh she said laughing, I felt myself turning red, well you know college girls they can be wild . mom looked at me and what she said next totally blew me away, I make you a promise that once I am pregnant I will let you fuck my tits and I will give you a blow job and will swallow your cum and if you want you can have anal sex with me but all this only once.

Oh wow was all I could say, but for now I need all your cum in my pussy so I'll give you a blowjob if you want to get you good and hard and Horney but you cannot cum in my mouth. Can I eat your pussy or would that be out of line I asked don't know where I got the nerve from but after what she just told me I did not think it would matter. I would like that I told you I love to get a good tongue lashing. Can I eat you now mom I asked I Shure would like a long snack. She smiled and said give me 10 minutes and come to my room.

After pacing the front porch for 10 minutes I entered her bedroom and there she was laying spread eagle on the bed and said come and get your snack big boy hope you are hungry. Well she did not have to say that twice to me I was on that pussy like a fly on shit. She was already moist and I could smell her musk, I slowly kissed her outer lips and moved my tongue between her inner lips she slowly started her little moans ahhh yeah moan ohhh love that moan ohh that's the spot moan I moved to her clit and it was standing almost erect and must be around a ½ inch long and as thick as my pinky this woman had huge nipples and a big clit I now was seriously jealous of my dad.




The Choice



I sucked on to her clit and moved my tongue around it I started to give her clit a blowjob and when I hit it hard the almost bucked of the bed, her breathing got heavy and the moans got louder and her pussy started to produce a flood of her juice suddenly after a loud moan her body stiffened up and a big squirt shot right in my mouth I had a hard time swallowing it all but I did, she did not move. She gasped and said oh my god where did you learn that you for sure are better than your dad at eating pussy I had such an orgasm I must have passed out for a few seconds, all I could do was smile at her and I moved up to her face and kissed her, hmm I love my juice she said with a smile on her face. Get your clothes off young man she said its time momma sucks that tent pole you got there but remember do not cum in my mouth you know where it needs to be deposit, I got out of my clothes in a sec and she told me to lay on the bed she crawled on top of me and kissed me starting with my lips and worked her way down, I had my hands on her breasts and started to pinch and pull her nipples, he became rock hard under my attention,

She moved down to my belly button and I could feel her tongue swirling around in it her hands where stroking my dick and with a big gulp she took me in to her mouth all the way up to the bone, her nose was in my pubic hair and she started to suck me, it was so good I wanted to last so I was thinking about all the things I don't like but the ay she used her mouth I already could feel the boiling in my balls, oh god I am going to cum mom she took my dick out of her mouth and grabbed the base and squeezed real hard, then she slowly started to tongue my head again, she kept this up for over a half a hour squeezing and then starting again by now my balls where twice the size.

I think you ready to give me what I want I thing and she moved on top of me and guided my dick inside her, now don't move baby let me do the work, and when you feel you're coming flip me on my back and pump your big load inside moms pussy. She began to slowly move up and down and moving back and forth, the sight of that black hairy pussy moving on top of me drove me wild , she bended over and told me to suck her nipples, the where pointing right at me like loaded bullets in a gun, bite them suck them ohhh moan moan moan ohh yes baby love it mom loves her nipples sucked after another few minutes I felt the cum volcano was ready to burst I dropped her on her back and started to pound her hard, ohh mom Cumming going to fil that pussy up I am going to flood that lovely hairy cunt of yours.

She was moaning and screaming in my ear give it to me fill me up with that baby maker fill mom up and then I exploded I saw stars the milky way and I kept Cumming I have no clue where all that cum is coming from but it was flooding her, it all went black and when I came too I was laying on top of her my dick still making those pumping moves, get up baby I need to elevate again I need to keep it inside me for a bit, I got out of her and she stuck her finger in her pussy and moved her legs on to the headboard, oh she said that was another huge load that can't be normal, guess you bring the best out in me, or better me in you, she looked and we both busted out laughing. I was playing with her breasts and sucking on her nipple she let out a moan, you really like sucking on those, mom you got the biggest nipples I have ever seen and yes I love sucking on them, I want to suck on them when you have the baby and they are full of milk will you let me do that, just once please, you can suck them but once okay after I am pregnant there won't be any of this anymore, ever you do understand that, I do mom don't worry.

That evening dad called and I left mom to have a bit of privacy to talk to him, I walked along the the lake shore for a while looking at the stars. I made my way back to the cabin and I saw mom sitting on the porch, I waved for her to come over and got undressed and got in the water it was nice and cool, I looked at her walking towards me and shedding her clothes by the time she reached the water she was naked, she came in the water and started to swim towards me, she grabbed my neck and kissed me with passion, what was that for I asked, can a mother kiss her son because she love him she said, if all mothers kissed there son like that there be lots of trouble I guess.

How was dad doing did he asked how it was going, I told him that it was fine and we got over the weirdness of it and we had both agreed it was just a donor thing, did he asked how we were doing it? He did, I told him I have my robe on and just pull it over and you do your thing from behind once in the morning and once at night nothing more than that and I could hear he was relieved that we kept it like that. So never let baby it would break his heart. Over the next few days we made love and fucked ,one day she had me cum 4 times I never done before and always cum inside her, she would blow me I would eat her tit fuck and then dump it inside her, a week went by and she took the car on Monday morning to go to town to get a pregnancy test at the pharmacy.

When she came back she made a b line for the bathroom and told me to go sit on the porch, after 15 minutes she came out holding the test in her hand, she had tears running down her face, what's going on mom it did not work, no she said you going to be a big brother/daddy. You sure she said yes I told her I was happy for her and dad, well I guess I did my job so now you want to go home I guess, no baby the last few days before your dad comes home you are going to make mom swallow your cum and you are going to fuck my ass as much as you want the last few days you can do anything you want with me but remember when your dad is back it stops. I know mom like I said don't worry ill know its over and we just going to get on with our lives I have to go back to school in a few weeks and by the time I be home again you hopefully be big and round, she came over and kissed me softly on the lips and said thank you son you made me very happy and I think when I tell your dad him too. She kneeled in front of me and opened my pants and with one swift pull she pulled them off, now mom is going to give you a blowjob like you never had before, oh I had a few from you mom and the where good, not like this baby not like this,

She got my dick hard after the first suck and then she got to work, the next thing I felt was her middle finger making it way to my ass, she licked her finger and slowly inserted it to my rectum and she started to finger my ass and putting pressure on my prostate in one swift move she had my whole dick in her her nose was on my belly, and she moved that finger in and out of my ass, I was going nuts ohh god mom that is so good suck that dick and moaning like crazy then I felt that old feeling the volcano was about to erupt with a force of ten atomic bombs ohh god mom I am going to cum so hard, she just looked in my eyes releasing my dick long enough to say give it to me I want to taste your cum and swallow all you give me, then she moved her mouth back on my dick, ohh god Cumming and the floodgates opened she gagged at the first shot it must have hit her like a gunshot and I kept coming in her mouth I lost count after the 6th spurt and mom swallowed it all never missing a drop, I must have blacked out for a few seconds after she pulled her finger out of my ass, she took my dick out of her mouth and licked it clean, so how did you like that she asked, that was awesome mom and did you like it I mean did I taste good, yes baby sweet as honey and a little salty, she kissed me and her tongue snaked in my mouth she was right I did taste good.

We had a few more fucks over the last few days but she never said anything about the ass fuck and I did not ask I thought she might had changed her mind she gave me a blowjob every morning waking me up with it and swallowed my load, sometimes at night after a fuck she somehow was able to suck out another load we did a lot of 69 we both loved that, then it was Friday again the last night, Saturday we had to pick up dad at the airport. Every night after sex or anything she made me go back to my bedroom I never slept with her in the same bed I never asked why but I had a feeling that was only for dad and I was cool with that, we did already way more that we should have.

Friday came and we cleaned the cabin and loaded the car with most of our stuff so we could have an early start on Saturday, mom washed the sheets of my bed and by 4 we had to cabin pretty much clean and we decided to go for a swim, mom wanted burgers so I had grill duty and she made some kind of salad with left overs we had a few drinks and sat outside just enjoying each other's company and she did not smoke she stopped the moment she knew she was pregnant. We sat and talked and talked she did not even had a drink just water and pop, mom how did you get pregnant so fast I asked, well I have not used anything for over 17 years now did not have to with your dad anymore and I was ovulating too I guess and you did come a lot in me so I guess we just got lucky but it can still fail so I have to be careful.

I will go to the doctor as soon as we get home and have him do another test, well I think it's good that we done then don't want to risk anything, this is the last night and tonight you get to fuck mom in the ass I promised you that and tonight you can fuck it for as long as you can keep it up and because it's the last night I want you to go to sleep with me and wake up with me. That night I had moms ass I am not going to say much about it because that is a memory that I keep for myself we did a few things I like to remember and they are just for me, she did wake me up and gave me a fantastic blow job that ended in another good 69 session and let me cum in her mouth again. We never touched each other after that we just went back to regular mother and son, dad never asked anything he cried when mom told him she was pregnant and he nearly lost it when she told us she was going to have twins. Now I am sitting here with my wife and my 4 year old celebrating the twins 16th birthday one boy who looks like dad and one girl who is the spitting image of Maria and she has the same loving nature as she had, and I am as close to her as I was to Maria. In a way I got my sister back.

The end