9 comments/ 285274 views/ 25 favorites Cumdoll Ch. 01 By: Vanguard65 Quick Author's Note: This is my first attempt at erotic fiction, and I'm basically testing waters here. Let me know things you liked, if you liked anything in it at all, and things you disliked. I guarantee that Volume 2 will be much better. Thanks for reading. From Lloyd's Point of View I never liked my Aunt Vicky; she was a snobby stuck up bitch that seemed to enjoy patronizing everyone. It didn't help that the man she married was a weak willed accountant whom she could boss around all the time. She acted superior to everyone, especially me. I was always the odd one of the family, the one who never quite fit in. And she made it her duty to point this out to everyone at every family gathering and make snide comments of my choice to pursue art rather then a conventional job. At first it didn't bother me that much, but it just slowly chipped away at me. Piece by piece I fell apart at each snooty comment and every little patronizing grin she would give me as if I was some sort of idiot child. I began to want to hurt her, and hurt her bad. I felt myself starting to grow anger towards all women. Every woman I met reminded me of Aunt Vicky and seemed to be the same materialistic queen that she was. What were once normal sexual desires towards women I saw on the street turned dark and twisted. I wanted to hurt them all, but none more than Aunt Vicky. So I started downloading rape porn and going to chats and forums of rape victims who told their stories and masturbated to them. The more degrading and horrible the better, and soon had a links to nothing but fantasy rape websites, it became an addiction. I wanted to do it for real, but I felt small and weak, and stroked away to the violent fantasies floating in my head. It was on one of these fantasy rape websites that I happened upon a post with a picture on it. Wouldn't you know it, it was Aunt Vicky. Despite being in her mid forties she still had a tight body and a serious set of breasts. Her post was fairly simple; she had fantasies of blackmail and rape, and noted that she hoped no one she knew would see this. I wondered what would happen if I leaked this to her weakling husband, or maybe some of her more judgmental friends. I felt myself getting hard at the thought of this and knew exactly what I wanted to do. I called her up one morning and told her I needed to borrow some tools from their garage and would come over in a few minutes. I knew she would say okay since she couldn't resist hammering me about not being able to afford to buy tools for myself. I arrived at her house right after Uncle Bert (the husband) left for work and everything was running on time. She greeted me at the door and followed me into the garage where I rummaged around for a bit, acting as if I had forgotten what I needed. I was getting nervous and not sure if this would work, but I knew I was threatening to take away the thing she loved the most, her standing in the community. It was time to begin. "Hey Aunt Vicky, I can't remember what kind of tool I needed. It just slipped right out of my head; can I use your computer to look it up?" I asked. She nodded, "sure, you know where it is right? It's just upstairs in the family room." I thanked her and walked into the house and upstairs right into the family room where their computer was. I sat down, booted it up, took a deep breath and typed in the website where she posted her fantasy. I just sat back and waited, since she couldn't go too long without having to check up on me. It took her longer then I expected but I heard her footsteps starting their way up the stairs to the family room. My heart pounded and my nerves grew more and more erratic with each step she took up those stairs. I had to get control of myself; I couldn't possibly control her if I couldn't control myself. I had to be confidant, forceful and demanding. I wasn't about to take no for an answer, this was it and I calmed myself. "Did you find it?" She asked coming into the family room. She walked over and peered over my shoulder to look at the screen. I smiled, "no but I found something else." I turned in the chair to face her and saw her jaw drop, her face flushed over and her chest started to heave. She took a few steps back her eyes staring at the screen in disbelief, and fumbled with words to try and find something to say, but I spoke first. "Imagine what all your friends and neighbors would think if they saw this. They don't even need to see it, just hear of it, the mere idea of it would destroy your relationships with them. Wouldn't it?" All she could do was nod. I stood up growing more confident by the second, it started to come so natural in me, and it was like an awakening within me. I continued, "now what are you willing to do for me to keep this just between us?" "Anything" she whispered. "That's just what I wanted to hear." She finally peeled her eyes away from the screen and looked at me, and seeing the twisted smirk on my face she swallowed in fear. "Better get used to swallowing," I said walking slowly over to her, "because you're going to do a lot of it from now on." I walked around behind her pressing my hardened crotch against her ass to let her feel it. She let out a soft exhale and closed her eyes, feeling her body tremble I reached around and grabbed those D-cup breasts and started squeezing them. I grinded into her while I played with her breasts, my tongue traced along her neck. Her body was soft and warm, and I could feel it getting hotter. "Take off your jeans and panties and go over to the computer desk, bend over and put your hands on the desk." I whispered into her ear. She didn't say anything; she just walked over to the computer desk, and slid her tight fitting jeans off. She looked back over her shoulder at me, and reluctantly slid her panties off as well. There were tears in her eyes as she bent over and put her hands on the desk, looking at that screen. "Spread your legs further apart" I commanded next. With her body shaking and her lip quivering, she did just as I asked. From Aunt Vicky's Point of View I always thought Lloyd was a loser, and I knew he hated the way I treated him, but he needed to start acting like an adult with his life if he expected me to treat him like one. I knew posting myself on that website was a bad idea, but Bert was such a terrible lay and I needed something different and exciting. I never thought it would come to reality. But there I was, bent over with my legs spread and my pussy exposed to my nephew. I couldn't stop crying I was so humiliated and ashamed. What was worse was the fact that he just stood there staring at me for minutes all day. Bert wasn't going to be home until after seven, and Lloyd knew that. He had all day to do with me what he pleased, and I knew he was going to take his time to torment me just like that. I heard him stepping closer to me; I didn't want to look at him, I was too ashamed. I bit my bottom lip as I felt two of his fingers rub gently against my pussy. Oooooh, he was teasing me. He sat there and played with my pussy, with slow and methodical precision. No wonder his last girlfriend called him "magic fingers". I arched my back and let out a soft moan, oh God I was enjoying it way too much. His fingers penetrated me and curled inside until his finger tips rubbed against my special spot. "Oh fuck" I cried out my eyes clenched closed. I tried to gain control of myself, and stop my pussy from getting wet but it was too late. I felt like a whore and I liked it too much. A shiver went down my spine and my eyes shot open when I heard him unzip his pants. I didn't want to look but I couldn't help myself. I peaked over my shoulder as he pulled his manhood out. He had a big cock, and with that look in his eye I knew I was going to get fucked harder then I have ever been in my life. I looked back at the computer screen again and waited for the inevitable to come. His head pushed its way into me and I was penetrated. I let out another moan biting my bottom lip. He started slow, his hands reaching around to grope my tits, as his shaft moved back and forth gently in me. My breathing got heavier and when I looked around the room I noticed that the windows were open, oh God I hoped no one was watching this. Lloyd started fucking me harder. He was giving me one good shot after another with his mean cock. He wasn't in a rhythm or anything, just giving me one hard slam after another to try and hurt me. It was working, I was practically sobbing as he slammed me harder and harder. I grunted with each of his slams, until he got bored with that and eased up into a gentler rhythm. His hands were on my waist with a vice like grip, and his thrusts got harder until he was in jackhammer rhythm. I was going wild, screaming and howling with pleasure. His cock just kept pounding my tight pussy and I kept screaming "fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" with no control over myself. One of his hands grabbed my by the back of my hair and yanked my head back, pulling at my hair hard as he slammed me into the desk. "You're my bitch now, aren't you?" He said. I didn't know what to say, so I just cried out as he kept nailing me. "Say you're my bitch!" He shouted at me. My mind went crazy, I never felt this good before, but I didn't want to say that. I wasn't his bitch, was I? Ohhh, my pussy felt so good, and I was getting ready to cum when he demanded again that I say I was his bitch. He kept demanding it over and over again until I finally screamed out "I'm your bitch!" Oh fuck I really was his bitch; I was piece of meat for him to amuse himself with. When I screamed that out I felt a fire ignite in the pits of my stomach and starting slamming my hips back into his thrusts to drive that dick deeper into my cunt. "I'm your bitch!" I screamed out again, as my walls started to tremble. "I'm your bitch!" I cried out again as I felt myself ready to cum hard. "I'm your bitch!" I howled out while he kept fucking me. "I'm your slut, you're cock loving whore, you're cum dumpster!" I screamed as I came and came hard. He pulled out and yanked at my hair turning me around, "on your knees" he commanded. Exhausted I obeyed. From Cassia's (A neighbor across the street) Point of View What a day to have a digital video camera. I always knew something was up with Vicky who lived across the street from me. She was just too perky and perfect for their not to be. Imagine my surprise when I went upstairs to the bedroom to grab that camera so I could take it out and play with it, I just wanted to learn how to use it. When I happened to look across the window and saw Vicky bent over in her family room with her nephew Lloyd really taking it to her. It was a stroke of luck as I caught most of it on camera, and what a shock to see Vicky get on her knees and stuff her mouth with Lloyd's cock. She sucked like she was a champion of fellatio. I zoomed all the way in I could and watched her lips wrapped around that shaft as she took every inch of that dick down her throat. This was too good to be true, and it was making me hot. I almost dropped the camera when Lloyd shot his load into her mouth, and she swallowed every bit of it, except a little bit that hung off her chin. My husband was going to love this. Cumdoll Ch. 02 From Cassia's Point of View My fingers slid back and forth in my moist pink, my legs spread wide at the television while the video played. I couldn't help but get turned on watching this; it was a drug running through my hot veins. I just couldn't stop watching it and felt the urge to masturbate every time it played. Plots and plans began to formulate in my mind, and each new twist I could put on them would send a terrible and orgasmic shiver down my spine. I always knew I had the ability to be a cold hearted bitch, but the opportunity to exercise that never arrived until now. "What humiliation and degradation could I put her through?" I thought to myself. The possibilities tickled me inside. I heard the front door unlock and open. Will, my husband, was home. I stopped the DVD that I burnt the video onto so he wouldn't see it just yet. I wanted to surprise him. I slid myself off the couch and crawled onto my fours facing the TV. My cheek touched the floor and my ass stuck high in the air waiting for him. He walked into the living room with a smile, seeing me in his favorite position. Will didn't say a word; he just moved around behind me and unzipped his pants. His strong hands gripped my waist and his mean cock pushed itself into my dripping wet pussy. I let out a small moan as I felt him penetrate me as only he could. Nothing gave me more happiness than his pleasure. He was soft and gentle, the only way I ever allowed a man to have me. He glided so smoothly into me, his hands gently rubbing my back while his slow, deep thrusts filled me. "Honey?" I moaned. "What is it love?" Will whispered, his lips dragging softly along my back. "You know how we talked about that I wanted to watch you fuck another woman? And if you could have any woman it would be Vicky across the street?" His hand glided up my spine and found its way into my long red hair. He played with it a minute, his hips rolled into me in a jazz like rhythm. "So what?" he whispered into my ear. He rolled me over onto my back, and penetrated me again. "Well," I smiled seductively. I reached for the remote, and when I hand it in my hand I pressed play. The home movie started and Will looked up at the screen. At first he seemed a bit confused, but a mischievous smirk came across his face. "Isn't that her nephew? What's that loser's name?" "Yes, it's her nephew Lloyd." I beamed with joy, I knew he liked this. I ran my fingers threw his gray hair as he grinded into me a little harder, but not too hard of course. He knew how to take it right to the line without crossing it and it drove me wild. I moaned and bucked against him, feeling a burning in my stomach. As always his thickness drove me to ecstasy, I screamed out how much I loved him and got racked by a mind numbing orgasm. All I could do was lay back taking in deep breaths and think about how much that vasectomy Will had paid off. He gave me a sweet tender kiss, and his handsome smile. "I got to go over to Charlie's Pub tonight and meet a business associate for drinks. Could be a big deal, might turn out to be nothing, who knows." He said standing up and zipping himself back into his pants. "When are you going to let Vicky know we have the tape?" I remained laid back, rubbing my inner thighs with my hands watching him, "I was planning on tonight. I just can't seem to wait; I'm losing control of myself." I laughed. "You need control of yourself, if you are going to blackmail her." That was the wonderful thing about Will. He was so smart and perceptive. "I'll have to get rid of Connie tonight, convince her to go to a friends or something." "Where is she? She should be home from school by now." "She had to stay late to make up a World Civics test. Our daughter is a pain in the ass sometimes." I joked finally rolling onto my side, and off my back. "When you come home tonight, and I have her ready for you, do me one favor. I want you to fuck her hard, so hard it hurts her. I want to lick the tears off her face." Will looked at me strangely. He had never seen this side of me before and didn't know how to react to it. I always gave him my full love and affection, so it was understandable that this side of me was completely foreign to him, even after all these years of marriage. He stood there bewildered, and looked at me as if I was a complete stranger lying nude on his living room floor. If I read his eyes correctly, it turned him on to this even more. As smart and dignified Will was, he was still a man of desire. All men have fantasies of other women at some point, and this is something he just couldn't say no to. He just nodded quietly, and left to go upstairs. He was getting older, and probably needed a quick nap, for him to have enough energy for a big night tonight. I collected the video, and dressed myself in the living room where I had stripped bare earlier. I was wearing a bright little sundress spending most of the day outside since it was so beautiful out. But it was getting close to four o'clock and I needed to get started on deciding on what to cook for dinner. I hid the video behind the sofa and strutted feeling like the sexiest woman alive into the kitchen. Going through the refrigerator and pantry I decided that chicken would do just fine, and throwing on an apron I prepared everything. It was four thirty in the afternoon and Connie still wasn't home. She should have been; we bought her that car so she could get around easier. I didn't really mind, I was a slow cook anyway, as long as she was home by five I was all right with it. I checked the green beans and seeing they were doing fine picked up the phone. I dialed Vicky's number. It rang three times before she answered. "Hello?" Vicky answered. She sounded nervous. "Hey there girl, its Cassia, say could you come over tonight around eight?" "Um," Vicky grunted painfully. "What for?" "I want you to watch a movie with me. Please, you'll be my best friend." "Uh," she grunted painfully again, her breath got caught in her throat and she whispered "oooh, fuck" before quickly spouting out, "yeah sure whatever. See you then." Click. She hung up on me. I wondered what all that was about but just shrugged it off and went back to cooking. Things were set in motion, and I couldn't be anymore excited. It was getting past five and there was still no sign of Connie. I walked to the front door and gave a quick peak out. Oddly her car was in the driveway but there was no sign of her in the house. I would have seen her come inside; I shrugged it off and went back to setting the dining room table. I heard the front door open and shut quickly, and Connie went straight to the table and sat down for dinner. Her face was flushed and she was breathing heavy, she looked as if she just ran away from something. "Are you okay?" I asked, but she didn't answer. She just grabbed some chicken and quickly ate a few bites before rushing off upstairs to her room. Teenage girls were so troublesome. It was hard to understand what went through their minds sometimes. Shortly after Connie's door slammed shut Will came down for dinner. We had a nice quiet dinner, talking about little things and soon he had to be off to Charlie's Pub for his meeting. It was six thirty when he finished his dinner and stood to leave. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and wished me good luck before starting out the door. I watched out the window as Will backed out of the driveway and nearly rammed into Lloyd's car that was backing out across the street at the same time. After a brief shouting match between the two, they both drove off their separate ways. Not a minute later Bert pulled into his driveway. I cleared the table and quickly did the dishes; I needed to get rid of Connie next. I washed off the dishes and put them in the dishwasher and made my way up the stairs to Connie's door that she always kept locked. I never liked her having a lock on her door, but for some reason Will always allowed it. I went to knock but heard something. There was a vibrating sound coming from her room. I put my ear to the door and listened. I couldn't quite make out what the vibrating noise was, I knocked softly. "Connie dear, is everything okay?" "I'm fine, leave me alone." She yelled from her room. I tried turning the knob but as I thought it was locked. "I said I'm fine, I just need to be alone for a while." She yelled out again. "Connie open the door" I said sternly. "For fuck's sake!" I heard her scream, and then something slammed against the door. After some rustling from inside the door unlocked and swung open. Connie pushed pass me yelling, "Can't I have some privacy please! Fuck this house; I'm going to Katie's!" She stormed out of the house and took off speeding in her car. That was a lot easier then I thought it would have been. Bless those teenage girl mood swings. It was getting close to crunch time. After a quick shower to freshen up and a change into a tight fitting t-shirt and some high cut off jean shorts I was ready for her. I looked at myself in the mirror; I had such great perky breasts. I could have just stood there for hours fondling them. It was almost hypnotic, watching you pleasure yourself in the mirror, watching what you do to yourself when passion engulfs you. My hypnosis was broken by the ring of the doorbell. It was time; I put up my hair quickly and gave myself a sexy little smile, then went to answer the door. I hurried into the living room grabbing the video from behind the sofa, took a deep breath, and opened the door. Vicky walked inside quickly, looking nervous. She smiled and we gave each other our pleasant little greetings. I closed and discreetly locked the front door before turning back to her. I noticed she had a red mark across her face; it was the shape of someone's hand. I didn't say anything, but I hoped that it wasn't her husband's hand. If he found out about her incestuous affair, the chances of this blackmail working would plummet. With the video in one hand and taking Vicky's in the other, I invited her to come with me upstairs. Vicky was walking strangely, but that mattered little watching her ass move in those tight jeans. I couldn't believe I was getting turned on by another woman, maybe it was just the idea of the control I was about to have, but I stared at those big tits of hers just wanting to fondle and suck on them. Vicky was getting confused when I led her into the bedroom, but she went along with it. "Relax on the bed," I said, smiling at her warmly. She just nodded and walked, still walking funny, and sat on the bed timidly. She was so much quieter than usual, and so very submissive. I put the video in, and turned on the television on top of our dresser. I laid on the bed next to Vicky, snuggling in close. Gently with my hands I guided her legs up onto the bed so she was lying next to me, and pressed play on the remote. "What is this?" She cried out. Her eyes widened and grew a little damp. "Shhh" I whispered into her ear, while I started kissing softly at her neck and ear lobe. I couldn't hold back, I was too hot. I cupped her breast in my hand squeezing it softly. I never felt another woman's breast before; it was so soft and warm. "Now that you know we have this, I want you to do whatever I ask okay?" I whispered, sliding my hand down from her breast, down her stomach and then sliding it between her legs. My fingers rubbed the fabric of her jeans into her pussy. Vicky just closed her eyes lowering her head in shame and nodded. Her hands came up and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, she slid them down revealing to me that she wasn't wearing any panties. "Naughty girl" I smirked. I slipped my fingers inside her, feeling the warmth engulf them. I was so curious to what another woman's pussy felt like, I couldn't help but play with it. Vicky leaned her head back against the headboard, and stared at me while my fingers pumped into her. Her pussy was getting wet, and slowly I watched her slide her tank top off exposing her hard nipples to me. I leaned in and kissed her softly, there was something strange. There was a taste lingering in her mouth that I couldn't put my finger on. I broke the kiss and leaned back. "What's that taste in your mouth?" I asked her. "It's my nephew's cum. Haven't you ever tasted cum before?" I smiled at her and shook my head, "no, I don't put dicks in my mouth. Only whores like you do that. Come here, I want your face between my legs right now. All this talk of you being a whore is getting me wet." Vicky nodded and slid down on the bed moving on top of me. She pushed my shirt up, and kissed along my belly, her hands gently playing with my heaving breasts. She slid her hands down, un zipped my shorts and slid them down my long, slender legs. I wasn't wearing panties either, the faster I could get us nude the better I thought. I spread my legs wide open for her, and rested them on her shoulders as she got on her all fours in front of me. I heard once that the best head a girl can get is from another woman. I couldn't wait to find out if that was true. Vicky slowly inched her way up. Her tongue came out so painfully slow. Finally the tip of it touched against my moist entrance. I took in a sharp breath as she leaned in more and licked up my pussy once. She looked at me and licked it again. Her eyes were sad, ashamed and defeated. Her tongue flicked and moved across my skin playing at my clit. I let out a moan as my hands ran through her hair, my body growing hot. She used her fingers to spread my lips open so her tongue could reach to more sensitive parts that drove me wild. I bucked against her face and clenched my thighs around her head moaning wildly. Oh God the bitch knew how to use her tongue; she was such a natural at it. It was true; a man just can't do what a woman can with her face stuffed between my legs. My dear husband quietly slipped into the bedroom just in time to watch my body wrack with ecstasy. I let out a scream as an orgasm washed over me. Will stood at the foot of the bed removing his clothes slowly. I unlocked my legs so Vicky could retreat a bit; she turned around noticing Will in the room. She knew what was coming, and I could tell she didn't like it one bit. She didn't say anything; she just sat on her knees quietly with her eyes down waiting for my next command. I moved over next to her, and with my eyes locked with my husbands I began to play with and grope her breast. Now naked his cock grew hard. This was turning him on. "You're late" I said to him. He nodded getting on the bed with Vicky and I, "ran into some trouble at the bar, my friends and I took care of it." He said softly stroking himself. "Do you want your dick sucked?" I asked him. He nodded yes. I grabbed Vicky hard by the hair pulling her head back. She let out a soft grunt but dare didn't make eye contact with me or Will. "Get over there and suck his dick." I commanded her and shoved her over to my husband. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face right to him; on her hands and knees Vicky opened her mouth and swallowed every inch of him. I was impressed; she sucked him like a pro. My husband really started to ram his cock down her throat hard. Grabbing the top of her head and just under the chin to hold her still he started fucking her mouth like the dirty hole it was. I went around behind her and licked her pussy a bit tasting her juices. I was curious as to what they tasted like. Vicky started to gag and tears began to well up in her eyes. He pulled her roughly away as the tears began to stream down her cheeks. Delighted I crawled around to the front of the bed. I traced my tongue along her delicate cheek bones tasting the saltiness of her tears. The ecstacy was driving me wild. And just as I was about to writhe wildly from the sweet pleasure of her humiliation the doorbell rang. I looked at will puzzled and asked: "who in the world is that?" "A few bosses from the office I met at the bar earlier. I figured I could use her to get some points with the higher ups tonight and get that promotion." Will explained. I laughed wickedly loving the way he thought. From Connie's Point of View I always hated history. I was never very good at that class, and World Civics was stupid. I was supposed to make up a test for the class but I decided to skip it with Katie my best friend. She lived down the block from me, and we have been friends since middle school. Katie had stolen some of her older brother's weed and we found a quiet spot in the woods to smoke up a bit. We talked about boys some, then I started complaining to her how Mr Reilly was going to flunk me because I skipped the test. That's when she confessed she had been giving Mr. Reilly special favors for her good grades for the whole year. I wasn't sure if I could do something like that. Maybe I could, I thought to myself. But I sure couldn't see myself capable of doing such a thing, but then who really knows what they are capable of. Then Katie told me she would give him something really special if he promised to bring up my grade. I didn't know what that something was, but I was grateful she was going to do it. That would probably mean Mr. Reilly would start putting moves on me, but that I could handle. Afterwards I drove home thinking about things a little bit. I parked in the driveway but didn't feel like going inside to face my mom just yet. She was such a bitch. Instead I decided to walk around a bit. I liked to to creep around my neighbors houses and peek into their windows. Sometimes you really see some juicy stuff, and sure enough I saw something big this time. Around the house across the street I snuck until I was under the kitchen window. When I peaked I saw Vicky my neighbor pinned against the wall by her nephew Lloyd. A person could call me a female version of a peeping tom as I watched some of my neighbors go at it on quite a few occasions. Though I never seen anything like this before and I couldn't help but enjoy it. Lloyd was really treating her like a piece of meat. Slamming her into the wall over and over while she screamed and cried, rathe from pain or pleasure I couldn't quite tell. It didn't matter, I was enjoying this. Lloyd pulled out of her letting her stand on her feet for a moment. She had a second to catch her breath before he had threw her over the kitchen table. Bent over in front of him she had a face I had never seen on a woman before. Complete servitude. She cringed when he slapped her backside so hard it left a deep red mark. He then rubbed what I think was lubricant on his dick, which I found myself staring at longingly. Vicky pleaded with him not to do what he was about to. But he just said "shut up bitch" and she complied bracing her self for the inevitable. Lloyd slowly moved behind her putting his hands on her hips and slid his dick slowly into her ass. My jaw dropped, I had never seen this before. I never watched a porno or anything, just my neighbors and none of them did anything like this. Vicky screamed out as Lloyd pushed deeper into her. He started to pound into her with big dick of his, no doubt tearing her virgin ass apart. She was getting drilled hard no doubt in pain but she kept groaning "fuck your dumb bitch in the ass hard" over and over again. Just as Lloyd was at the height of working her over the phone rang. The cordless phone sat right there on the kitchen and Lloyd commanded her to answer it, which she did. I couldn't tell who was on the other line but I could hear Vicky say: "Hello? Um what for? Uh, oooh fuck, sure what ever see you then." She hung up to the phone tossing it across the room. She was too busy being thoroughly violated to talk on the phone. Lloyd quickly pulled out and then yanked her by the hair off the table and onto her knees. Before she had a chance to breathe she had his dick shoved into her mouth. As soon as it was in there she started sucking it like a madwoman before I saw some fluid starting to drip from her mouth. Lloyd took himself out of her mouth and shoved her away. He dressed himself while she remained on her knees on the floor perfectly quiet and not moving a muscle. She stared down at the floor waiting for his next command to obey. Lloyd didn't have one though, after he was dressed he spit on her face then told her he would see her again soon. Cumdoll Ch. 02 I then realized it was well past time for me to be home and ran across street and stormed into the house. Dinner was ready when I got there and I knew I was going to be in trouble. I sat down quickly ignoring my mother took a few bites of my food then stormed upstairs. I couldn't eat, I was too horny after watching that. I locked the door to my room and began searching my closet for my vibrator. I found it, slipped off my jeans and panties and went straight to my bed turning it on. Oh God what sweet relief that was. To feel it inside me. I started to slip away into a calming ease, when a knock on my door completely ruined it. "Connie dear is everything okay?" It was my mother. Not now please not now I thought. "I'm fine, leave me alone" I yelled out to her. But then I heard her trying to turn the knob and open the door. "I said I'm fine, I just need to be alone for a while!" I yelled again. "Connie open the door." "For fuck's sake!" I screamed. That bitch just couldn't leave me alone for two minutes. My whole fucking life has been her little pet project. She never gave a shit about me, she wanted control over me well fuck that. It's not happening tonight. I hid my vibrator under my bed and put my clothes back on tonight. I wanted to slap her so fucking hard just then. That would shut her up. I unlocked the door and flung it open as hard as I could yelling right in her face, "Can't I have some privacy please! Fuck this house; I'm going to Katie's!" then ran out of the house. I got into my car and sped off to do some fast driving to let off some steam. This is why I couldn't stand my parents. Most of my life I was ignored by them except for I could be a convenance to them. I just needed to drive around for a while and lose some steam that is exactly what I did. I wasn't a daughter I was a pet gerbil. It's impossible to grow up in a house where no one loves you. So I just drove around until I came onto Charlie's Pub, where my dad hangs out. I slowed down a bit seeing Lloyd sitting in the parking lot against his car. I pulled in to see just what was going on. After parking I got out and walked over to him. He was beat up and bleeding. His head was leaning back, I think he was trying to stop the bleeding from his nose. I kneeled down in front of him looking over his face carefully. "Hey Lloyd, what happened?" I asked him. He chuckled a bit shaking his head before answering. "You're dad and a few of his buddies jumped me." "He's an asshole like that. I hate his guts. Why did he do that?" He stood up with a grunt and leaned against the car. He looked me over rubbing the back of his neck. "You don't want to know," he said. "It's a fucked up situation you're better to stay out of. Regardless of the fact, I'm going to pay him back for this." "Can I help?" He laughed, "you want to help me hurt your dad?" "On one condition" I told him. I could tell he knew I was serious from the look in my eyes. "We hurt my mother to." "You got it cutey. I need a quiet place to think." "I know a good spot in the woods," I suggested. "I'll drive you." He nodded in approval and we started walking over to the car. I asked Lloyd just what he had in mind. He just smiled and spit some blood out of his mouth before saying, "all I know is this. This shit is about to get real ugly."