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Subservient One

By: spider007



My name is Barbara. My mildly religious upbringing taught me that a woman should be herself but always be submissive to her husband. My Dad treated Mom like a queen and, while she was very independent and free with her opinions, whatever Dad decided or wanted is what was done. Mom instilled in me the virtue and benefit of being beholden to a husband. I was also taught that sex is a wondrous thing but only between man and wife. A husband and his wife should do anything they please, especially if it was what the husband wants. But until marriage there should be no sex beyond kissing, dancing or holding hands. 

This was how I lived my life through my dating years of high school and beyond, and it worked well. I found that the boys I dated were much more pleased when they were in charge and treated me better than when they weren't. Fighting off sex was a bit of a struggle... probably triggered by my 36C breasts – very prominent for my #4 dress size. All the boys tried hard to play with them and to get in my pants, but in the end they respected me in a way for not allowing it. I did struggle with my own sexual urges looking at their hard bodies, tight butts, and wondering what it was exactly they had in their pants. Though that was alleviated after a friend taught me about fingering myself and playing with my clitoris to achieve that stupendous feeling of getting off. 

I first dated my future husband, Ken (please, no Ken and Barbie jokes), when I was 21. My relations with men still rang true with Ken. Ken was a great hunk and partner and, though he was demanding, which didn't go against my submissive bent, I decided he was the one. When I was 22 and Ken was 24 we got engaged. We slotted our wedding exactly one year after our engagement. During that year I'll have to admit that I fudged a little on the sex thing. I let Ken take my virginity one month in and we had intercourse a half-dozen times. Ken was a lot more experienced and taught me almost everything I now know about sex. He knew how to pleasure a girl and I discovered that while rubbing my clitoris was great, it paled against a large penis in my vagina. He also taught me that, in line with the obedience thing, a girl's primary role is to make sure her man is happy. I agreed with that and our marriage began with me being enthusiastic for sex and wanting to please Ken.

It didn't take long for my subordination to morph into subservience – starting on our honeymoon. After our vows we flew to a resort, checked into a hotel and planned for a celebratory dinner. As we were getting ready, Ken told me exactly what to wear... not asked, told... and not suggestions, but exactly – what clothes, their precise color, what makeup, how to do my hair, etc. "But before you put your fresh clothes on I want to have our first married fuck," he interrupted.

"Did you say 'fuck'? I asked, a little puzzled.

"You've never heard that word?" he asked quizzically.

"Of course I have. I just never used it in common talk," I replied.

He answered, "Yeah. 'Fuck' is the common word for what we do and 'fuck' is the word we will use. Now get the rest of your clothes off and get up on the bed. I want to fuck fuck fuck you real bad."

I did as he asked. I cared little of small things like word usage when Ken was about to put his penis in my vagina, and I told him so. He told me to remove his pants and underpants. I let out an Oooooo when his penis popped out. As he approached my spread legs he said, "Let's use the rest of the correct words from now on, Sweetie. It's not 'penis.' It's cock, prick, dick, schlong, or pecker... or when it's expanded, boner or hard-on. It's not 'vagina.' It's pussy, cunt, twat, muff, snatch, poon tang, or beaver. Now raise your pussy so I can slip my cock in it and fuck my lovely wife's brains out."

Without fanfare he rammed his peni.... Oops... cock in my pussy. It felt great. I cooed, "Ooooo! This feels good. As long as we do it I'll call it anything you want." "My pleasure," he answered, and banged me like there was no tomorrow until I felt him tighten and deposit his load deep in my pussy.

After I got dressed I greeted him in the sitting room of our suite. We kissed. Abruptly he harshly told me that I had on the wrong blouse. "When I say beige, I mean beige, not light tan, not cream-colored, but beige. Now god damn it go do what your husband said put on the correct blouse." 

"But I thought beige would go better with my skirt," I protested. 

He replied in a much softer voice, "I know, babe. And it's O.K. to think that and suggest it. But when I tell you it's beige, then you will put on beige."

"Well, you don't have to curse at me," I further protested.

He retorted, "I know, hon. Nothing personal. Just thought it would clear up any doubt over who's the boss."

We had a pleasant dinner, eating and also cooing at each other as newlyweds. We returned early and re-consummated our marriage by fucking again. For the first time we did it twice in one evening (thrice if you count the afternoon) one about two hours after the first. Both times we both had massive orgasms. "This is going to be great," I thought to myself. The next day we lolled around the pool and again got ready for dinner. I dressed exactly as Ken dictated, including for the first time not wearing a bra. During dinner he told me to unbutton three buttons..., "in case I get an opportunity to show you off." Back in our room I was expecting more lovemaking. Instead he said, "Before we fuck there's some stuff I need to teach you."

"What is that?" I asked.

"We tried it once or twice when you were my fiancé but never completely. I'm going to teach you how to please me by sucking my cock." He continued, "Take all your clothes off, take my clothes off, then come sit by me on the bed." I did as he said. He then told me to put my lips just over the top of his cock, the head. He showed me how to squeeze my lips just so and slide my mouth up and down his cock with a sucking motion, especially over the rim under the head, lightly squeeze his balls, and make a tight circular movement of my lips around his cock head while I wrapped my fist around the base of his cock and jacked it up and down. I did all this for about six or seven minutes with him giving me little coaching hints along the way. I was getting to really enjoy it. I also added more words that I can use openly: suck, head, rim, base, shaft, balls, jack. He was starting to moan and breathe heavily which told me I was probably doing it right, and that pleased me.

He whispered, "Now we are going to do something we haven't done before but it's essential to being a good cock sucker. I'm going to cum in your mouth while you continue to suck me off. My cum will splash the back of your mouth but as long as you know it's coming you shouldn't be afraid, but might have a natural reaction to back your mouth off. It's natural so don't worry about it, but I'll be holding your head on my cock to help you do this right. When I stop cumming, suck every last drop out of my cock and hold it all in your mouth. Then I'll remove my cock, you open your mouth and look me in the eyes so I can verify you have all of my cum. Then swallow it."

I have heard "cum" before but guess it too is now part of my everyday speech. I did as he told. He bellowed and shot what felt like a thick warm milkshake into my mouth. My head did autonomously snap back but he held it over his cock and actually pushed it deeper down my throat. I sucked as he told me to, then showed him the cum in my mouth. He purred, "That was great, hon. Swallow it now. And get used to it – you'll be eating a lot of my cum." I swallowed his cum. Then we rested, he said, "for an hour or so to recuperate, and then I'll give you your final exam – you can suck my cock one more time."

After about 90 minutes. Ken said, "I might be ready; it's time for your final exam. Come over here and play with my cock and make it hard – give me a hard-on. Then ask me real nice for permission to suck my cock, and I'll test how good you are." I played with it, got it hard, and asked if I could suck it. After adding "please" as he directed, I took my final exam and passed with flying colors – made it last almost ten minutes and swallowed another load of cum.

The next afternoon he taught me all of the nuances of a good jack-off, including getting my face splashed with his cum, wiping it off with a finger and eating it in front of his gaze. I later found out why the afternoon lesson. As we were sitting in a corner in the dining room nursing a drink before ordering dinner, Ken told me to reach under the table, unzip his pants, take his cock out and jack him off. "Oh! I can't do that," I exclaimed. He looked me sternly in the eyes and said quietly but harshly, "You not only can, you will. You'll do whatever I ask. Remember? Is that clear?" I nodded that I understood. Trying to avoid undue attention and to show him I did understand, I quickly began to slowly jack him off, even, as he directed, right through his giving the waiter our order. I was blushing and don't know if the waiter thought I was turning red because of what I was doing under the table or because he was trying to peek in my half-opened blouse to get a glimpse of my tits. Shortly after the waiter left Ken grabbed a napkin, put it over his cock as I pumped away, and, fighting back a loud moan, blasted his cum into the napkin. He said, "Let's trade napkins. You use this one to wipe your face and hands. Clean it with your tongue first if you want"

That night he said maybe we could fuck tomorrow but I had to give him a blow job (add another term) that night, "to earn your fuck." I wasn't sure what he meant by that but I sucked him off. It must have been O.K. because we fucked like minks the next night. A couple of more days and nights spent almost entirely eating, drinking, sucking and fucking and we headed for home – me on the plane with no bra or panties and a halfway unbuttoned blouse as Ken demanded. I suppose I could have been bothered by that, and some other stuff, but truth be know his showing me off turned me on a little. I enjoyed the appreciative stares at my chest and his diddling of my pussy under the blanket on the flight home. I was making Ken happy and, since that was my main function, was very satisfied.

As we settled in, things were going great. Ken would fuck me at least every day, sometimes twice. I was getting totally into this sex thing. Ken also stepped up the running of the household. He would virtually direct every aspect of my life. He would tell me exactly what to wear, what makeup to put on, give me a list of chores to do and exactly how to do them, tell me exactly what to cook for dinners and how to prepare it. Wanting to please, I actually appreciated this in general but it was getting hard to carry out all of his exacting orders perfectly. If I were off even a tiny bit, he would scold and berate me. "This is the third time this week that you had the wrong number of closed buttons on your blouse," he admonished one time. "And do you remember the day your skirt was the wrong color?!? You'd god damn well better straighten up!"

One of the demanding routines he set was breakfast. Each morning I awoke, kept my nightclothes on, came downstairs and poured him, but not me, a glass of juice. I then was to kneel next to his chair and, while he sipped his juice, take out his cock and give him a blowjob. He said his cum would be my morning juice... "besides, it's better for you.... you can't drink too much cum," he would say. Sometimes he would participate by grabbing my head and bobbing it for me. Or hold my head steady with him pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. Sometimes he would make me turn my head up and smile with my eyes as I sucked him off and he recorded it on a video cam. Once in a while he would stand up and force my head to bend upward and form a direct line from lips to gullet. He then would squat up and down and shove his seven-inch cock down my throat until my lips were hard pressed against his pubic hair. Since a mouth is at best three to four inches deep, it meant that he had a full 3 to 4 inches of his cock down my throat. The first couple of times I coughed and gagged, but soon got used to it by relaxing my neck muscles like Ken instructed. However, it was harder getting use to the pleasure he got by holding his cock fully down my throat for 20 seconds knowing I could just barely breathe through my nose. Sometimes he would get a diabolical but gratified smile adding insult to injury by pinching my nose closed at the same time and watching me squirm and struggle and turn white trying to catch a breath. But as long as he didn't kill me I was elated knowing I could pleasure him by letting him use my body anyway he desired. After I swallowed his load, or on those occasions when he shot his cum directly into my stomach as I was holding my breath, ne made me remain at his feet until he excused me, usually after a couple of minutes but sometimes as much as 30 just to emphasize his power over me. 

Every now and then, as a kind of test, he would tell me to immediately suck him off again. "I just got my rocks off so it is going to be hard and probably take a long time. But you are to suck it continuously without any break, no matter if it takes all morning, until you get me to cum down your throat again. This will strengthen your skill at cock sucking for long periods of time which I want you to be able to do." I usually did well with this even though it often took over 30 minutes, sometimes more than 60. One morning after 50 minutes of continuous sucking and bobbing on his cock my mouth and lips got tired and my jaw felt like it would cramp up, so I took my mouth off his cock to rest it a second. He grabbed a fistful of hair and jerked my head back and cursed, "God damn it! Can't you follow directions? Why do you fucking disobey me all the time? Do you think my cock gives a shit if your jaw is tired? I don't give a shit! Are you supposed to do what I say?... or do you do what I say only if your god damn fuckin' jaw isn't tired?!?" Then he banged my head against the table leg a couple of times – not real hard but it still hurt like hell. "Does this help you stay in line?" he yelled, and banged my head two more times. Then he got soft and said very nicely, "I'm forced to punish you for all your errors – only because I love you and want you to get things right. Now pour me some more juice and finish my blowjob while thinking about your punishment...., but take your PJs off and do it naked."

I removed my clothes, gave him another glass of juice, got down on my knees and resumed my cock sucking. He sipped his juice with one hand and massaged a tit with the other, mostly pinching, twisting and pulling hard on its nipple. Despite the pain I was getting and my still tired jaw, I sucked non-stop for another 20 minutes. The nipple pain was not all bad: it went straight to my clitoris which felt good, and I liked knowing my available tits were pleasing Ken. He came in my mouth – a smaller load this time. Ken then took my hand and led me completely naked to the sofa where he had me lie over its large arm. I wasn't sure what was happening until Ken went to the closet and returned with a very large hardwood paddle with holes in it and a long handle. 

"Ken, what are you doing?" I babbled.

"This is your timeout... your punishment. I'm going to give your ass 10 hard smacks with my paddle and make sure they hurt and burn your ass. This should help you to remember your duties and precise obligations to me. Now listen closely. It's O.K. if you whimper or scream a little from the pain. But if you complain, or try to get away, or cower from the blows, then you'll get more spanks added on. Do you understand?"

I hesitated a moment and mumbled a yes.

"Also call out loud the count after each spank."

I closed my eyes and anxiously waited for the first spank. WHACK. It rained down on my ass. It was not a spank; it was a wallop that hurt like hell. I whimpered.... Then called out, "ONE!"

WHACK.  "TWO!" followed by more whimpering.

"Is this starting to focus your mind on your duties?" Ken asked. "Yes," I replied.

WHACK. "THREE!" with a yelp, louder whimpering, and a tear welling in my eye.

WHACK.  "FOUR!"  WHACK.  "FIVE!"

"Let me ask you: Are you always going to do everything I ask?" "Yes," I again replied

WHACK.  "SIX!"

"Are you going to do it exactly as I ask, without fail?" "Yes," I replied as my tears turned to crying and wailing. 

WHACK.  "SEVEN!"

"Everything exactly as I ask no matter what, immediately, and with no, nada, zero complaining?" "Uh huh," I sobbed. He went on, "Not only zero complaining but thanking me for letting you do what I wish?" "Yes," I mumbled

WHACK, "EIGHT!" WHACK, "NINE"

I was crying and blubbering and screeching with every blow now. I whimpered, "Ken, this really hurts!" He barked, "It's supposed to hurt, you stupid god damn motherfuck. Whaddaya think? I like it when I make you hurt, so don't tempt me. And don't give me any of your shit, you fuckin' cry baby. I know how to really make it hurt!" He quickly took off his belt, folded it over and lashed me hard on the back of my thighs. It stung like hell. "That's just a sample. Now repeat to me clearly the things you just promised."

Ken can be scarry when he erupts in a fit of rage. I thought I should do exactly as he says. "I will always and immediately do anything you tell me to, and thank you for making me do it," I blubbered. "Good. And this will help you not to forget who's boss," he explained. He grabbed the handle with both hands and swung a roundhouse blow to my ass that almost knocked me off the sofa.

"TEN!" I started to get up when, WHACK! "What was that for?" I cried. "For complaining about it hurting. And one more for just now questioning it..." he responded. 

WHACK! My tears and crying were unstoppable.

Ken then explained, "Stop your shit-faced crying or I'll give you something to really cry about. I have to go to work now and you need to listen carefully. When I get home I want dinner warming on the stovetop, the table set, wine poured, and you greeting me in slippers, a short skirt with no panties, topless, your hair done nicely and red lipstick the only makeup. Take a bath this afternoon, dry off and sprinkle baby powder on your pussy." He paused momentarily, "Tell me you got every bit of that because if you miss just one little piece I'm going to have to beat the shit out of you tonight." Through my drying tears I answered, "Yes. I have it all, honey. Thank you." I hoped he appreciated that last submissive 'thank you'. I also wondered what other kinds of things he would be telling me to do.

When Ken returned home from work he immediately gave me a close inspection of every piece of clothing I had on, including fingering my pussy to verify it was bare. He then inspected the dining room and made sure that every dish and utensil was exactly in their correct places. He sniffed the wine glasses and checked the temperature of the food warming on the stove. "Excellent, hon," he said as he grabbed my shoulders. "You're doing everything perfect to please me and that makes me hot. You deserve to be fucked and I have to fuck you bad." He unzipped his pants, pulled his cock out, laid me down on the tiled kitchen floor, raised my legs up to my head and stuffed his cock deep in my pussy. Despite his excitement he maintained control and fucked me for a good ten minutes. I had two screaming orgasms while he pounded me and was working on a third when he came deep inside me. "You're the best wife in the world," he complimented as he pulled out and gave me his cock to clean off our juices. We had a good dinner, and then fucked twice more before falling off to sleep.

Saturday after his morning blowjob he told me to weed the beds and mow the grass in the back yard that afternoon. "Wear safe shoes and gloves, a short billowy skirt, no panties, and topless. Nobody can see you from the road but maybe our neighbors can sneak a peek. I hope so because I like to show off my beautiful bride's tits. I'll be watching your tits bounce around, too."


Subservient One Ch. 02



Still in Barbara's words: The previous episode described how my upbringing by my conservative religious mother taught that a wife should be submissive to her husband. I had taken that to its extreme and became a totally devoted subservient wife solely interested in pleasing my husband, Ken, and carrying out his every demand and wish. I had passed his test by sucking off close to two dozen anonymous cocks in succession through a glory hole at an adult store in a little over three hours, followed the same night by getting fucked by six men two to three times over for almost four hours. I virtually had a cock either down my throat or in my snatch continuously for seven hours, and Ken got it all on video. I will never hesitate to let my husband, or anybody else that he wants, fuck me -- anytime or anywhere.

After I passed my husband's tests our life continued to be good. He would go to work, I would putter around the house, we would eat, once in a while we'd check out the TV, but mostly we sucked and fucked: at least every day, usually twice a day, sometimes thrice -- especially on weekends. He gently got me into ass fucking but then advanced to rough and harsh. "Slut wives are supposed to take it hard in their ass," he would say. "Reminds them who's boss." He also liked to take me in the backyard. He would push me up against the fence, pull my panties down, wrap my legs around his waist and pound my pussy hard and fast. Since I was against the fence I couldn't move to his thrusts and my pussy took his cock full force. My head would be on his shoulder and he would ask if anyone from next door was watching. Usually they weren't but once or twice I thought I saw movement in an upstairs window. He would say, "It would be nice if they got a preview; then when we finally get to know them you could be neighborly and fuck 'em silly."

Every second or third Sunday we would pick up a businessman or two at a local hotel and lounge. Some were not comfortable with Ken tagging along with his camera. Ken would tell me to go by myself but I had to relate every detail of what happened. A couple of those times Ken thought I skipped over some minute detail and got really pissed. "God damn it! When I say every detail I mean every little one. You god damn better well remember and tell me every motherfuckin' thing or you're going to wish you had!" He was beginning to explode in anger more and more frequently over the smallest things.

One Sunday we latched up with a very successful businessman. We all ended up in his hotel suite and shared a drink. He fucked me like a gentleman. He then turned to Ken and said, "She is exactly what I'm looking for. I'll be in town until Wednesday and I'd like her to stay with me until then and be at my beck and call. How much would that be worth?" I saw Ken do some quick thinking and say, "$500, for 24 hours a day until Wednesday evening. She'll do anything you want." "That's a deal," he responded excitedly and handed Ken five C-notes. It occurred to me that I had officially just become Ken's whore. 

He fucked me later that same night after Ken had left. I spent the next three days in his suite and had free reign with room service and use of the facilities. Every morning, lunchtime, and evening he would get either a blowjob or a fuck. Tuesday evening he invited two associates, and I fucked and sucked the three all night long and into the early morning. They all had good control and fucked me for a long time. Coupled with recuperating time, I had three cock sucks and six fucks spread out continuously from 8pm to almost 2am. Late Wednesday they asked and I gave them my bra and panties for souvenirs. They also had a few I-phone pictures and agreed to send copies to Ken "to prove to him I did my job." 

On the way home after picking me up I asked Ken, "Am I now your whore?" He replied, "No, I'm not planning to whore you out, not yet. On the other hand if some money falls into my lap for you doing what you do best, it would be stupid to turn it down. So just focus on the fucking and don't give money a second thought."

Ken was becoming more demanding and exacting. Despite the photos that backed up my report he still accused me of withholding details and berated me. He again threatened that if I ever did withhold anything I would rue the day. He was also getting more and more exacting with everyday demands. His instructions on how to dress, do my chores, and prepare meals, for example, got ever more detailed and complex. It was almost impossible for them to be followed exactly. It seems I was being yelled at often and paddled more frequently for missing minute parts of his instructions. One day I complained about this not being fair. He slapped my face hard. "Don't EVER complain to me you sonofabitch! I decide what's fair, not you." He slapped me again, twisting my head around. "Do you fuckin' understand?" I mumbled I did. He slapped the side of my head a third time. "This will help you not to forget!" "I won't," I sobbed.

We expanded our pick-up places to include rougher bars. The clientele at these places were not receptive to Ken's tagging along and taking videos so we would go in separately. I was not to initiate anything but not resist any man that hit on me. The first of these places had only a couple of females among a bunch of hard-bitten men and cowboys. One tall and lanky cowboy with a tight ass introduced himself to me as I sat at the bar in a micro skirt and slightly unbuttoned blouse. Ken was watching from the other end of the bar. The cowboy was quite the gentleman and we danced many times to the overly loud rock band with pleasant conversation and drinking in between. The music was fast and tiring. After 90 minutes we were both sweaty and he invited me outside for some fresh air. He held my hand, led me to the darkened side parking lot and turned into Mr. Hyde. "You've been teasing me long enough, bitch," he snarled, lifted me up and sat me on the fender of a car, kissed me hard, and before I could say 'what are you doing?', raised my skirt, pulled my panties down, pulled his cock out, and started fucking me.

"Oooooo! You're fast," I said. "I don't like to mess around," he explained. I cooed back, "In that case I hope you fuck me good." He paused and said, "When everything's ready." He reached down and pulled my panties off, put them in his pocket, and wrapped my legs around his waist. Then he fucked me like there was no tomorrow and filled my pussy with hot cream in just three minutes. I was enjoying my fuck with moans and my eyes closed and didn't notice another man walk up. "This is my buddy, Jake," the cowboy said. "He's going to fuck you, too." Jake already had his cock out (evidentially part of the plan) and shoved it in my pussy within seconds of cowboy withdrawing. He fucked me for five minutes, long enough for me to cum and spill cum juice all over the car. Jake turned to cowboy and proudly proclaimed, "I made the bitch cum!" then gave me his load. The two then unceremoniously put their cocks back in their pants and went back in without so much of a 'bye.'

Another time it almost got out of hand at what might be called a biker bar. A giant of a man at six feet- three inches and 250 pounds and wearing a fancy black leather jacket, jeans with a wide leather studded belt and boots asked me to dance. "But there's no music," I protested. "Don't need it," he replied and danced me around the floor sans music. He challenged me to a game of pool, led me to the pool room before I had a chance to reply told a nearby blonde girl wearing an open black leather jacket, "Bring the filly's drink."

He interrupted a pool game in progress and announced that I was a good player and was going to put on an exhibition of pool shots. He evidentially either didn't know I had not played more than one hour of pool in my life -- or, as it turned out, didn't care. He racked the balls, broke, put the cue ball in the middle of the table and told me to show them what I had. I had to lean far across the table to take a shot. He replaced the cue ball back in the middle of the table and I leaned over to take another shot. "Her pool shots aren't as good as her ass," the giant announced as he held my back down with one hand and pulled my skirt up with the other. The other dozen or so roughnecks voiced approval. The giant then pulled my head up by the hair and said to my face, "Bitches don't come in here unless they fuck."

With breakneck speed he led me to an empty back room, held my arms behind my back and told Blonde to take my clothes off. She must have done this before; within a minute I was stark naked. Still moving faster than I could think, he roughly laid me on the bare floor, had Blonde take his cock out, and climbed in between my legs. "I'm going to fuck your cunt. And if I don't crush the life out of ya the other boys are going to get a piece of your ass." I was becoming frightened but could do nothing as the giant, with Blonde's help, rammed what was the biggest cock I had ever seen into my cervix. Now with Blonde holding my legs high Giant fucked the shit out of me. His weight made it hard to breathe and I was gasping for breath the whole time. Three minutes later he shot cum -- I swear -- into my uterus. 

He withdrew and the first of what looked like a dozen men took over. I still felt fearful, not certain what was going to happen. Then I noticed Ken had wandered in and was standing against a wall with the biggest shit-eating grin I've ever seen. He at least was enjoying the hell out of my gangbang. By actual count 15 guys fucked me with no mercy, most making me clean off their cocks when done. "You come back anytime, bitch, that you need a good fucking," Giant said. "Now get your ass outta here. We've all fucked you and you're no good to us anymore today." He threw my skirt and blouse at me. I put them on and staggered out to the car where Ken was waiting. "You were fantastic!" he declared. "I haven't seen you fucked this good for a long time. We'll have to come back here soon."

"I don't think I can," I responded. 

That again triggered Ken's mad personality. He slapped me hard three times, yanked my head back by my hair and squeezed his vise-like hands hard on a nipple. "Oooowww!" I screamed with a sob and a tear of pain.

"Don't you dare give me any of your shit, you worthless cunt." he yelled. "You'll do whatever I say with none of your fuckin' back talk," and he slapped me hard on the ear. "And stop that fuckin' crying, you cunt lickin' cry baby, or I'll beat the shit out of you," he hollered. "Maybe next time I'll just give you to them for a whole week, let them keep you in the back room and get fucked by everyone in the bar for seven straight days. How would you like that? And if you answer anything other than you want to do whatever I say, you're going to wish you were dead." 

I hesitated briefly and thinking he might mean it said, "I want to do whatever you tell me to do." I then cringed and bit my tongue until he released his vise grip on my aching nipple. He had me suck his cock and fingered my pussy as we drove home.

***************

Mid-week we were talking and Ken said there is another thing I could do to please him. "Anything you want." I purred. 

"I want you to line up a piece of ass for me." he said.

"What?!!?"

"Yeah. Men need a change of pace now and then, and I want you to help. You know your young friend Dolly? Still in high school, but built like a brick shithouse? And always flirting with me when she's here?"

"Uh huh." Even though I was five years her senior we had been good friends for many years. "But she's only 18," I balked.

Ken responded, "There's nothing better than young tight juicy pussy. Of which you qualify for, too," he quickly added. He went on, "I bet you could get her to fuck me with not too much effort. Deep down I think she's inclined. And she trusts you. You can use that trust for my benefit.... Ya know, like, 'trust me Dolly and fuck my husband.' I would love to get my cock into her pussy, maybe her mouth and way down her teenage throat, and who knows what else. I wonder if she has a virgin cunt or mouth. Do you suppose she has kept those high school studs out of her pants? That would be super. Men love virgin pussy. And I want you to help set it up. Whaddaya say?"

"God damn, Ken. This is new. I don't know," I pled.

He reached over and pinched and pulled my nipple with all of his might. The pain was immediate and intense. "Now whaddaya think?"

"O.K. O.K. I'll do it. I'll do it for you," I cried.

He kept the vise-like grip on my tormented nipple. I held back a whimper of pain. After 15 seconds he let go. "Good. Just wanted to test if you could take a little pain without fussing."

I invited Dolly over this coming Saturday. Unbeknownst to me, while Ken did want to get in Dolly's pants, his other purpose was to retest my commitment to being totally subservient to him in all ways no matter how odd, gross or nasty the things he tells me to do. 

Dolly arrived about 7pm. Despite her age she was an experienced drinker and we all had had two double screwdrivers and working on our third just 45 minutes into her visit. Dolly and I did most of the talking and it was becoming quite animated. We quickly sailed past the normal school questions and were moving into how sexy some of the high school boys were. We carried on with girl talk oblivious to Ken: any boys you're hot for? Do you date any of them? How do you keep them out of your pants but still interested? Do you let them feel you up or play with your tits? Do you have a steady or date lots of boys?

Three doubles were down and everyone was on their fourth, now singles. Our talk was getting less innuendo and more direct, not to mention slurred and giggly. Ken was now just an invisible fly on the wall listening to two hotties. Which boy plays with your tits best? Do you let them inside your bra? Do you sometimes not wear a bra or panties? Do you like tit squeezing or nipple pulling best? How do your tits compare with the other girls' tits? Do you let any boy feel your pussy?... or put their fingers inside your pussy? How do you stop them at that? Giggle, giggle, giggle, blush, blush, giggle.

"Do you have bra and panties on now?" I asked.

"I wore panties but no bra today," Dolly replied, "How about you?"

"I'm usually not out in public so I seldom wear either a bra or panties.... just feels freer," I said and went on, "You said you might have the largest breasts in school. How do my tits compare to the other girls in your grade?"

Dolly continued, "I think you're tits are outstanding. There aren't many senior girls that could match your pair."

"How do my tits compare with yours?" I inquired.

"Well, it's hard to say," Dolly mumbled, "...hard to tell."

At my suggestion we finished #4 and took a big swig of #5. It was getting close to pounce time. Though still wide-awake, Dolly was very wobbly. "Let's see who has the finest tits," I commanded. "Ken can be the judge. He's my husband but can be fair and objective. Besides a man is the best judge of tits, don't you think?" Suddenly Ken was back in the picture. While Dolly was slowly mulling that over I unbuttoned and removed my blouse and told her, "C'mon. Get your blouse off, like me. Do you need any help?" Everything was going far faster than Dolly's brain could process. Reflexively Dolly said no thanks, unbuttoned her own blouse and removed it. There were now two well-endowed bare breasted women standing on front of Ken.

"Wha now?" Dolly slurred with a titter.

"Ken inspects our tits." The girls stood there, albeit a little wobbly and confused -- especially Dolly -- as Ken looked our tits over carefully.

"I need to take some measurements," Ken said. He grabbed a measuring tape and wrapped it around Dolly's bust, right on her nipples. Dolly stood there in a stupor. Ken moved the tape back and forth ostensibly to get the correct measurement but really to scrape it across her nipples. Ken then put the tape down. Dolly protested, "But you didn't measure Barb's." 

"Don't have to," Ken answered, "I already know her size. Just like I already know how they feel, so yours are the only tits I have to touch." Still before Dolly could react, Ken put both hands on her tits and massaged and squeezed them. Dolly looked like she was working on a protest when Ken said he had to know the different sensitivities. "Tell me what feels best to you," he commanded, and came up with an amazing number of comparisons, most of which had to do with nipples: pull easy; pull medium; pull hard; twist a little; twist a lot; tweak it up and down; left and right; bounce them. Then, after getting no resistance: tongue flicking; kissing; or sucking. As Ken continued his "inspection" Dolly closed her eyes and began moaning, whimpering, and taking deep breaths while trying to answer Ken's inspection questions. When Ken's mouth wasn't on a tit, his hands and fingers were and his mouth was pressed against hers, his tongue deep in her mouth. Without thinking, Dolly rotated her tongue in his mouth, and her moaning got more intense.

Ken and Barbara thought they had her where they wanted her. Ken whispered in her ear, "Your tits are passing the touch test real good. Does it feel good?" Dolly replied with a slow Uh huh. Ken continued, "I can't give a complete touch test without knowing how the rest of your body feels." Ken motioned for me to pull down Dolly's panties. Dolly gave a little grunt of protest but before it got serious Ken had a hand on her pussy and fingers working in her cunt. This was too much for Dolly who kissed Ken hard, moaned out loud and ground her pelvis against his hand, trying to work his fingers further up her cunt. As Ken's mouth was tied up, I got into the moment and whispered in Dolly's ear, "You have a beautiful pussy." 

Ken momentarily broke their kiss and said to Dolly so I could hear, "You have the wettest pussy I've ever seen. Your pussy juice is pouring out. You're so hot. Do you get this hot when your boyfriend has his fingers in your pussy?" Dolly couldn't answer and simply hummed. Ken said to me so Dolly could hear, "Take her panties all the way off, babe. She wants me to fuck her." Dolly protested, "Ooohhh nooooo," as I removed her panties. Contrary to her protestation she lifted her legs to help me get her panties off. Ken cooed to Dolly, "I bet your boyfriend wouldn't like you puttin' out for me.... or doesn't he mind you puttin' out and lettin' other guys get in your pants?" Dolly mumbled another, "Ooohhh nooooo." Ken motioned for me to remove his pants and continued, "The trick is to not let him know. He doesn't have to know I'm getting a piece of your ass. It'll be our little secret."

It was a struggle but I got Ken's pants off and removed his underpants. His cock shot out like a cannon. I don't recall seeing it that hard before. I sopped up some of Dolly's pussy juice and rubbed it on Ken's cock, thinking this really does please my Ken and I'm so happy it does. Ken continued with Dolly, "Ya know I'm as hot as you are. Feel how hot I am," he said. He took her hand and placed it on his cock. Giving it no thought she squeezed it. Ken and I both then knew it was a done deal.

Ken picked Dolly up and carried her to the middle of the room and laid her down on the carpet. She protested more seriously. "Oohh, no. You can't do this. This isn't right." "I can't do this," came with a couple of sobs. Ken lifted her legs and, so Dolly could hear, told me to "Guide my cock into her pussy." He said to Dolly, "Of course we can do this." Then he gave her a slight but noticeable slap. "Stop your God damn sobbing! Nobody wants to fuck a crybaby!" The slap surprised Dolly and gave her pause. At just that moment Ken's cock slid into her very wet pussy. I grabbed the digital camera and quickly took a number of photos.




Subservient One Ch. 02



Ken began a slow full stroke fucking. As much for roping her in as anything Ken started talking dirty and elicited answers back: "Can you feel my entire cock?" "Tighten up your cunt muscles." "Thrust your pussy up to meet my cock." "Do you like fucking?" "Want me to fuck you for a long time?" "Tell me you want me to fuck you." He got pretty much the answers back he wanted. And he controlled himself for a 20-minute fuck. Dolly was writhing and moaning the whole time and her pussy would squish with every cock thrust. Just four minutes of fucking gave her a massive orgasm. Her body shook from head to toe and she screamed out loud. I wondered if she ever had a fucking orgasm before. Ken kept it up though he had to think he was fucking a big bowl of Jell-o. "Cum for me, baby." "Let's keep fucking and cum some more." "Pump my cock with your cunt." As near as I could tell Dolly had her third orgasm when Ken finally whitewashed her pussy walls with his cum. I looked and there was a stream of juices pouring out of her pussy. That made a fantastic close-up picture.

Ken withdrew, told Dolly to leave her clothes off and told me to fix us some coffee. While waiting for coffee Ken diddled with and kissed Dolly's body. After I returned with the coffee Ken had me cuddle with Dolly on the sofa as we quietly recuperated. After an hour or so we were starting to sober up. Dolly mumbled, "I don't know what to say." I kissed her on the cheek and boldly said, "Thank Ken for the fuck he gave you. Tell Ken what a beautiful cock he has and thank him for putting it in your pussy.... Go on!" Ken and I were mildly surprised but gratified that Dolly said exactly that. Ken walked over to Dolly and said, "You're almost ready to go home. I want to give you a going home present." He put her on her knees, grabbed her head and pulled it up to his cock.

Ken explained the law: "Do you see this cock? I could see you love my cock. But I have to be clear. This cock can fuck you any time I want to from now on. You can fuck me either because you want to, or to keep pictures of you and your fuckin' pussy away from your boyfriend or off the internet. Would you like the pictures of my cock being drenched by your cunt juices on the internet for all the high school to see? If not then make sure your cunt and mouth is available whenever I want it!" Dolly just mumbled. He went on, "To seal our deal you're now going to suck my cock." He put his cock in her mouth and face fucked her, moving her head with his hands back and forth over his cock. Every now and then he would slowly force his cock down her throat, she would gag and sputter, and Ken would nicely tell her that she'd get used to it eventually and then be an expert cocksucker. He face fucked her for another 20-minutes and held her head fast over his cock as he spit another load of cum in her mouth. "Eat it all, Cocksuck," he ordered her, "And don't worry -- there's a lot more where that came from."

Dolly staggered out the door to go home. Ken thanked me profusely and told me I did a good job pleasing him -- "my master," he declared. "Your friend is one hot piece of ass!" Then added, "I thought about making Dolly muff dive you so you could cum, too, but it didn't seem to work; maybe next time."

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He didn't tell me until later, but Ken had edited our videos, clipped some images, and created a web site: "HOT BARBARA" at www.hotbarbara.net. It had a few cover pictures of me in various poses, a few downloadable images and 30-second video clips. Behind a paywall he had 30- to 60-minute videos, numerous images, a hot description of me and a way for visitors to comment. Hundreds of comments and offers were posted on the site. Ken responded to some. One in particular he liked and sent a private email address where his pictures could be sent. Ken was impressed with his profiles and pictures. He showed the cock pictures to me and I admit it was impressive.

Ken replied with an email saying if a convenient private place could be found he would let the guy fuck me. Soon we were headed toward a bar next to a cheap motel where the internet stranger was staying. We met him in the bar and ordered drinks. We took up small talk but after only a couple of minutes Ken interrupted, "You don't have to work on small talk for our benefit. If you want to get right to fucking my honey, she's all yours for the next couple of hours." He didn't need a second invite, got up and walked me into room 145. "Let me see if your pussy is as good in person as it is on video," was his introduction. I disrobed for him and let him look closely at my pussy. He licked and sucked my pussy and clit and immediately transported me to another wonderful place. Shortly he had me on my back with my legs held high and my pussy prominently open. 

"I don't want to tarry because I'm going to fuck you more than once," he whispered as his dick slid into me. He was experienced and got me off the same time that he exploded up my cunt after 6 or 7 minutes of pussy pounding. He said he normally recovers in 30-45 minutes but he might do better if I kept his cock in my mouth the whole time. He had maybe forgotten my cock-sucking prowess from the posted videos. After 15 minutes of my mouth and tongue massaging his cock it sprung to life and doubled in size. His moaning told me that he was not far from cumming. "Do you want to stick it back up my cunt or feed your cum to my mouth?" I asked. "Put it back in your pussy," he cried. Within seconds his cock was pistoning in and out of me. Soon he started to tense up and I expected him to cum and cooed, "Give it to me." Instead he pulled out, pointed his cock at my face and gave it a few jacks until he whitewashed my entire face. "Leave it all there," he commanded, and grabbed his I-phone and snapped a few pictures of my cum splattered face.

He immediately replayed the routine and I had him coming in another 30 minutes. "You are one hot piece of ass," he exclaimed. Within the two hours I came twice but he came FIVE times. "I've never done anything like that before," he gasped. "I would do anything to fuck you again sometime." I answered, "Write Ken. He's my husband and pimp and makes all of the arrangements." It was the first time I used "pimp" without giving it any thought. Actually it was satisfying: made me a little proud and feel like I was doing good for Ken. We returned to the bar, Ken and I said our good-byes and we left for home in our normal position -- my mouth engulfing his cock as he drove. He commented, "He said that was the best piece of ass he's had -- ever. I'm really proud of you. I only wish I could have been there to watch."

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It turns out there were more visitors to our site. One evening Mother drove over from across town, all in a tizzy. "What's going on?!?" she yelled. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I was surfing the net when all of a sudden I got a pop-up labeled 'Hot Barbara.' And there you were doing all kinds of gross things for all the world to see!" Mother bellowed.

Ken rose to my rescue, "Barbara was just doing what you had always taught -- to do anything required to please a husband and man of the house. That's my site and Barbara was just doing what I asked her to do to please me. How can you be upset with that?" 

"I wasn't talking about that stuff," came the retort.

"What were you talking about? Are you now saying a female ought to submit but only if it's convenient? Or only if the female agrees? Then it doesn't mean a thing," Ken argued. Mother was stumped for a moment. Ken quickly parried, "How did you come across our site did you say?"

"It was one of those pop-ups that intrude from time to time," she answered.

Ken replied, "That's a problem. A site does not pop up unless the site pays to have it pop up, and I haven't done that. It could not have been a pop-up. Admit it: you were on the internet searching for porn, weren't you? You were searching for something hot and got upset only when Barbara showed up. How many other porn sites did you enjoy before finding ours? If I opened your computer how many porn videos, images, and stories would I find?"

My mother stammered for an answer but Ken didn't give her time, "What do you like best? The stories? The videos? Naked women modeling? Naked men and women fucking? What?"

Mother continued to stammer and stutter. She was nonplussed and unable to think of what to say and just blurted out, "I have to go to the bathroom," and headed for the john. 

"What can we do?" I asked. Ken calmly responded, "Don't worry about it. This will turn out good and we are going to do something." "What do you mean?" I inquired.

Ken went on, "This is going to sound like it comes out of left field so stay with me. I never thought about it before, but your mom is hot... I mean really hot. She's what, 45 or so, but looks 30... has great legs, super tits and a nice ass. I'll bet a juicy cunt. I'm going to fuck her, and you're going to help. That's what we're going to do."

That blew me away and I had no idea what to say. While I sat there in a daze Ken got the video recorder, got it running and opened the unlocked bathroom door. He got about 20 seconds of video of mom, like a deer caught in the headlights, staring at the camera with a goofy smile and her bare tits protruding straight out as she wiped her pussy after peeing. He continued to record as mom stood up and clumsily tried to cover herself, but only got part of her tits. He got a full body shot with mom's bush clearly visible. Mom finally figured out to yell, "Get out of here!" Ken closed the door and returned to the family room.

Mom meekly joined us and, trying to sound strong, asked, "What are you doing?" Ken mildly said that since he now knows her true interests he thought it would be a good idea to have a Hot Barbara and Mom site. "You actually look fantastic. You're hot as a pistol and will be very popular."

"You can't do that!"

"Oh! But I can... I certainly can. And, since I'm a man of the house and part of the family, you have to submit to my wishes... or be a dirty-minded hypocrite." Mom was having a lot of difficulty forming a response. Not waiting for one, Ken walked mom to the sofa, put his hands on her shoulders and sat her down. He went quickly into the kitchen and returned with a half tumble of vodka. "My first wish is for you to chug this down and quench your thirst."

"But I seldom drink," mom protested

Ken kept going, "But I'm the man of this house and I don't care. And I do not like getting complaints and shit back from my wishes. Don't give me any shit. Drink this all down and do it this minute."

Mom started to chug the vodka as she gave me an anxious look. She took two large swallows and coughed explosively. Ken waited for 20-30 seconds then ordered her to finish it. With one more coughing fit she finally finished the five ounces -- all within 2 minutes. The liquor enhanced her already confused state and she started to look resigned. Ken said, "Now I wish to get a little better video. Stand up and take your clothes off. Barbara, give her a hand."

Not being much more cogent than Mom, I gingerly started removing her skirt as she, now in a full stupor, unbuttoned her blouse. Ken had to prod but soon her bra and panties were off and she stood there bare-assed naked. Ken began recording, taking ten minutes of full body shots, front and back, and close ups of her face, tits, pussy, and ass. At his prodding mom actually bent over for a close up of her ass cheeks poking in the air. Then Ken said, "People like to see glistening on inner thighs so let me see if I can get a shot of that." He stopped his camera and boldly finger fucked her. This went on for a couple of minutes with mom seemingly oblivious and Ken cajoling with things like, "C'mon. Give me some pussy juice for the video." Actually I was amazed at the prolific juices that poured out of mom's pussy -- reminded me of Dolly.

Ken spread her juices on her legs and had me take over the recording. He put a glob on his fingers and, after telling me to get a close-up, put his fingers to mom's mouth and whispered in her ear, "Ever eat your own juices? Open up and I'll give you some." Like a zombie mom slurped down her pussy juice.

"Now here's what it's all about," Ken intoned as he laid mom down on the sofa as he unleashed his cock. He held his cock next to her face. "This is what you were searching for on the internet isn't it? New cock, huh? Get a good look." As he grabbed her hand and moved it to his cock he added, "Get a good feel, too. Do you like the feel of cock?" With mixed emotions I was getting some great video.

Ken climbed between her legs saying, "Now you get to feel new strange cock in your pussy," and with virtually no resistance or even reaction slipped his cock up my mother's pussy. Ken fucked mom long and hard but slowly. She regained some life but in a way that I know would please Ken: she started to whimper and moan, humping back with her hips as Ken was fucking her, and finally wrapping her legs around Ken's waist. Ken fucked like this for 6-7 minutes, once turning to me and the camera with a big grin and mouthing, "This is great!" He changed positions with him on his back and mom riding cowboy on top where Ken had easy access to tits and nipples. Mom went along with this change without delay. After 3-4 minutes fucking like this Ken went back to the original and started fucking fast. I knew he was about to come. It occurred to me that if he came in her pussy and knocked her up I would get a combination sister and niece -- I think. Ken motioned to make sure I got good video, pulled his cock out of mom's pussy and held it next to her lips. "Open wide for your cum dinner," he commanded. She did. Ken jacked his cock a few turns then shot his wad half on mom's face and half in her mouth. "Swallow it, bitch," he ordered, and she did.

Ken turned to me, "That was easy, don't you think? Your mom is a natural slut. Must be genetic... though she's not a good a slut as you are. But this is going to work well. I'll tell her to share some of the load. I'll bet if she asks nicely George and maybe Jimmy would fuck her."

He went on, "I have a question... just a thought, babe: did you ever dream of your mom muff diving you?" "No. No, I didn't," I replied softly. "Just a thought," Ken answered.

Everybody relaxed. Ken said to Mother, "I think we're over your concern with our web site, especially since you'll be on it in all your fuckin' glory shortly. Now, just to be clear, to the extent you can keep it from Barbara's Dad, I'll expect you over her anytime I want to fuck you, or maybe anytime I have someone else that I want to fuck you -- all of which will add good video to our site. Do you understand this? If you do we're fine and you can get dressed and head for home. If you're not completely fine with your submitting to me then you can go home and think about it, but you'll have to leave all your clothes here and the cum on your face before you go. And don't run too fast bare-assed naked from the door to your car because I would want that on video, too." he added with a sneer.

"I think I'm fine," she said meekly with a look of resignation.

After Mother left Ken and I cuddled. "You've made me king, babe. I couldn't have it any better. I have one super hot submissive mother that I can now fuck anytime, an obedient super tight and wet and juicy teenage punch whose pants you can get me into anytime I want, and the world's best cock-lovin' slut wife who is totally subservient to me and will do anything I ask. I can have my pick any time. My friends can have their pick any time. And, if I choose, any stranger can have their way with any of you. When I'm not fucking you, babe, you'll be a good nasty wife taking every cock in your cunt, up your ass, and down your throat I find for you -- maybe bringing home to me some extra cash in the process. Then when you're not getting fucked by someone and have a few spare minutes you can go get other sluts for me to fuck -- and you can watch."

"Ain't life great?" he mused, as much to himself as to me, as he stuck his cock into my mouth. I reached around his buttocks and pulled his sweet cock deep into my throat -- I knew he liked that.

Characters: 

Ken & Barbara; 

George, Jimmy; 

David, Dick. 

Dolly

Barbara's mom  



Subservient One Ch. 03



Ken wasted little time in speeding up the action and ordered Dolly over this Saturday. I called Dolly. She was nervous and reluctant and asked why. I told her I assume that Ken wants some of her pussy. She still searched for excuses until I reminded her of her promises and the posting of her videos if she didn't. She resignedly said she would be there dressed as Ken wanted in a braless tight blouse and a short micro skirt.

Dolly showed up at 4pm looking really hot in her outfit but dejected in her face. "Barbara tells me you balked at my invitation," Ken began. "I have to teach you how wrong that is." He draped her over the sofa arm, pulled her skirt up and her panties down, removed his belt, doubled it over and gave her four hard whacks on her bare ass. She let out a loud yelp with each blow. "That's just a sample of what will happen if you do that again," he went on. He pulled her head up by the hair and said, "I bet you understand now, don't you." 

"Yes," she mumbled. 

"And when I tell you to get your ass over here you'll do it forthwith, won't you?" he continued. 

"Yes," she sobbed. 

"Because your body now belongs to me, right?" 

"Yes," she repeated. 

"O.K," he said. "Let's relax with a stiff drink. Then I'm going to tear me off a piece of your cute ass."

We finished our drinks though it wasn't relaxing. Ken had Dolly chug 5 ounces of bourbon, which she did in two minutes albeit with a lot of coughing. "Learn to drink your liquor or I'll have to hold your mouth open and pour it down," Ken warned. "Like this," he continued and had me hold her head back and mouth wide open as he poured two more ounces straight down her gullet.

Ken commanded, "As I record, stand up and take your clothes off, always smiling into the camera. I'm going to get some even better video of you that I can post on my website if needed." Dolly slowly removed her shoes, blouse, skirt and panties as Ken recorded. "Now grab your tits, push them up, out and together. Show the camera what great tits you have," he went on. After filming Dolly playing with her tits Ken had her finger fuck herself and massage her clit. "Get a bunch of cunt juice on a couple of fingers, show it to the camera, then, with a big smile, lick your fingers clean," said Ken. He taped that and gave me the camera.

"Come over hear, get on your knees, unbuckle my pants and, with your teeth, pull my zipper down. Then take my cock out, slide it into your mouth and give me a blowjob." I got some great video of Dolly struggling to unzip his pants and slurping on Ken's cock with Ken giving her a little coaching on the side. He introduced her to face fucking, holding her head steady and pistoning his cock roughly in her mouth. He would bend her head back and jam his cock deep in her throat. The first time she gagged terribly. She got slightly better the more he did it. Ken offered, "We can take our time so you can get use to this since my cock is going to be buried in your throat a lot in the future." Soon he was deep throating her every thrust. He even gave her the nose squeeze trick a couple of times. Finally he returned to face fucking until he pulled his cock out and splattered cum in her mouth and on her face. "Swallow it all, bitch. And wipe my cum off your face and eat that, too." My close-up video of Dolly's face as Ken gave her a cum bath was exemplary.

"Now, as I recover, slide down on the couch and masturbate until you cum, always smiling and pursing your lips at the camera," was his next directive. Ken and I relaxed with our drinks as we recorded for almost ten minutes Dolly getting herself off. Just as she exploded in an orgasm George and Jimmy walked in. Ken went on, "Lie on the floor. I'm going to bury my dick in your snatch. Then my friend George is going to fill your cunt with his cock while you suck on my other friend's cock to get it warmed up. Then he'll fuck you." Ken had her hold her legs back almost to her head and pounded her pussy with his cock. "You have an outstanding cunt," he cooed. "Very tight and very juicy -- just made for fucking." He humped her for five minutes, and blasted his second cum load deep in her. 

Ken pulled out, spread her legs and reached down to spread open her pussy lips. "Did you ever see such a tempting cunt?" he asked George. "Even after my stretching it, see how snug and tight it still is. You're going to love it." George pushed his cock up to the hilt and began pumping Dolly. Ken gave her some coaching. "Wrap your legs around his back and fuck back as George rams your pussy." Jimmy put his cock in her mouth. She struggled because this was new to her, but Ken helped with more coaching. "I know you can walk and chew gum at the same time, so show me you can fuck and suck at the same time. Just keep your focus. Don't think of anything other than pleasing two cocks in you."

George fucked her for another five minutes. Then Jimmy turned her over and fucked her doggie style. "Now for some added attraction," Ken announced. "Does Barbara look good?" he asked her. 

"Uh huh," she replied. 

"Does she taste good?" 

"Huh?" was the answer. 

"Well you're going to find out. You're going to eat her pussy!" Dolly's eyes bugged out but Ken didn't notice as he was directing me to get naked on the floor with my pussy in Dolly's face as she was still on her hands and knees. I was a bit dumbstruck but knew better than to question Ken. Ken pushed her head hard against my pussy lips and soon Dolly was slurping, tongue fucking, and clit flicking and sucking. "George hasn't had his cock in a mouth yet," Ken said as he directed George's cock into mine. Some of the video was my mouthing George's cock but most was of Dolly chowing down on my pussy while Jimmy pounded hers. I was being lifted to a higher place. It also seemed as if Dolly was getting into all of this debauchery. Soon I exploded cum juice all over Dolly's face, and she ate it up as Ken told her to. Then Jimmy gave Dolly her third cunt cum load. I missed getting a cum load from George.

"Now for a little back door action," Ken announced as he handed me the camera and directed his cock to Dolly's asshole. 

"OH! Not there," Dolly cried when she figured out what was happening. "I've never done that! It'll hurt!" 

Ken responded, "This is a good time to learn. And trust me -- it'll only hurt for a little while and then you'll like your ass getting stretched by a cock almost as much as your cunt. Especially after you take lots of cock in your ass." He then forced his cock fully up her ass in one hard push. 

"OOOOOWWW! Oh, God," Dolly screamed. George, Jimmy and I watched as my Ken reamed Dolly's ass. Soon her cries of pain turned to whimpers. Ken impressively kept it up for close to twenty minutes, and then deposited his third load of the afternoon deep in her bowels.

Ken went on, "For the closing action, George, you've had your cock in my wife's mouth so now put it in her pussy. Jimmy, while George fucks her she'll give you a blowjob. And, Dolly, use your mouth to clean my cock." Ken gave Dolly no time to react and jammed his cock deep in her mouth. George fucked me on my hands and knees so my mouth would have easy access to Jimmy's cock, and we began our three-way. Ken kept his cock in Dolly's mouth for a minute or two then they sat and watched me service George and Jimmy. Then Ken told me to balance on one hand and finger fuck Dolly with the other. That made it a four-way, and I could see that Ken was very pleased with me. It hadn't been long since they had cum but they were determined to explode once more and kept up their face and pussy fucking for a good twenty minutes. I was almost spent and getting cramped when I got simultaneous cum loads down my throat and up my pussy, just after Dolly drowned my fingers with her cum juice.

Everyone began leaving. George and Jimmy thanked Ken profusely for getting to use his teenage slut and me. Ken reminded a disheveled Dolly, "Whenever I want a piece of your ass or there's a buddy I want you to fuck, I'll call, and you come runnin', ya hear?" Dolly returned a muffled yes. With total resignation she acquiesced. I could tell she was going to be in full servitude to Ken. I was happy that I made that happen and pleased my husband by getting him a super hot, juicy, tight young cunt. 

After everyone had left I whispered in Ken's ear, "And thanks for letting me have a little of all that cock. I'll take all the cock you want me to." 

"Good show, babe," he replied.

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The next day Ken told me the next action. "I want to watch you get fucked again by some guys that you've screwed before. But this time it will be a duet with your mother helping you service them. I think I can get them to pony up some bucks for having their way with you two super sluts, especially with your mom being a virgin gang banger. First, though, I want your mother here for my preliminaries including a warm-up fuckin'. Plus, I haven't decided yet but one of you will muff dive the other -- I want to record a mother-daughter action video and insure your mom is solidly in my stable. If you have some initial reservations with getting it on with mother, get over them fast and get used to it, because I want to see it and it's going to happen. She goes to a bridge club or something Wednesdays; this Wednesday make her come here late afternoon instead and have her tell your father she may be late."

I silently nodded agreement. That night Ken fucked me slow and easy. "You have the best pussy of all," he cooed. Yours is the pussy I like to fuck most. Yours is the cunt I want my friends to fuck most. And you have the cunt any stranger would like to fuck most. I want you to get in the habit of fucking me, all of my friends, and any stranger we can find." He eventually blasted his cum up my pussy the same time I drowned his cock in my cum juice.

Monday morning I awoke to Ken securing my wrists to the bottom of the posts of our four-poster bed. Before fully awake he had my legs spread, bent over my head, and secured to the top of the front posters. I was totally vulnerable, unable to move, and my pussy looking like a big bull's-eye between my legs. Ken let his cock fly into me and pounded the bejesus out of me; there was nothing I could do to mitigate his hard thrusting. "This helps you become a total sex machine," he said as he filled me with his cum, pulled out, quietly got dressed and left. 15 minutes later he returned, removed my bindings and said, "This is how it should be -- your cunt always in position."

Monday Ken went to the biker bar and arranged a private party for Wednesday night with everyone at the party -- man or woman -- doing whatever they wanted to do with Mom and me from 7 pm until 1 am -- six hours! I didn't find out until later but Ken got $500 for it.

Monday night we got onto bed and Ken said he wanted to give my ass a workout. Sans foreplay he put me on my hands and knees, lubed my asshole and penetrated my bowels with his cock. He fucked it slowly but hard and deep for a few minutes. Then he sat up and had me straddle him face to face. In this position his cock easily penetrated my ass and his thrusting rubbed against my vagina walls. Suddenly ass fucking was delightful. He controlled himself fucking my ass slowly until I had my very first anal orgasm. Ken kept going. Soon I had my second and I was in ass fucking heaven. Then he taught me how to clean a cock that's just been in an ass.

Mother showed up at 4 pm Wednesday wearing a braless tight blouse with three open buttons, a tight miniskirt 8 inches above her knees, a gold thong and 4-inch heels, as I had instructed her. She had to cover the outfit with regular clothes when she left her house; she would make herself up sluttily with my makeup.

Ken didn't so much as nod hello when she came in. "Open you blouse and show me your tits, then lift the skirt, pull the thong down and let me inspect your cunt," he abruptly ordered. He fondled her tits briefly, gave her a compliment, and then ran his fingers in and around her pussy. "You did a nice job of shaving your cunt like Barb told you to. It smells nice, too. I hope you can juice it up because tonight you're going to get more cocks than you can count while I watch and record," Ken told her. "We can now relax with a drink. Barb, would you get us drinks, and make your mom's 5 oz. of something straight.

We sat around drinking our drinks, though mom struggled a bit with the straight whiskey. She only gagged and coughed once however after she had learned that Ken would pour one oz. straight down her throat if she did. After a bit, Ken told mom to chug the last two ounces, remove her skirt and thong and get on her hands and knees on the floor. She swallowed the last of her drink then did as she was told and removed her lower body clothes while Ken told me to remove my pantiless skirt and ready the camera. Ken freed his cock through his zipper and walked to mom's face. "This is the cock that owns you. I don't own you, I boss you. The cock owns you. Tell my cock thank you for being a good owner and for fucking you."

"Thank you," she whispered.

"Thank you what?" Ken asked.

"Thank you for being a good owner," she said looking directly at my husband's cock.

"And?"

"And for fucking me," she mumbled.

Mom was getting quite tipsy, having drunk 5 oz of straight whiskey and another ounce poured down her throat by my punishing husband in less than an hour. "Makes the bitch subservient, imminently fuckable, and willing to do whatever I say," he said to me

Ken got on his knees and without a word shoved his beautiful cock to the hilt in mom's pussy. As he pistoned in and out of her pussy he commented to the back of her head, "Your cunt is sweet and still tight. I'm going to love fucking you as your slut daughter watches. You'd like showing off your fuck skills in front of her wouldn't you? Your sweet pussy is going to make lots of cocks very happy -- maybe hundreds before I'm through. I'm going to love watching you get fucked by all types of cock. Now squeeze your cunt muscles on my backstroke to make my cock feel even better." He then coolly explained the plan. "This is just a warm-up fuck to get you lubed up. Did Barb tell you I lined up a lot of studs to fuck you and her tonight? Anyway, there will be cock after cock in one of your holes all night long as I get it all on video. I want to see you give every cock your best -- don't let me see you slacking off one bit, ya hear?"

Mom mumbled an assent, though I had told her "few" not "lots." Ken continued to pound away at mom's pussy doggie style then abruptly withdrew and positioned his cock at mother's asshole. "This is a brief diversion just to insure your asshole is open tonight, too," he said.

"Ooooohh! Please don't hurt me," mom cried.

"It only hurts for a little while, then, as I said, you'll get to love my dick pushing in your asshole," Ken replied and then shoved his cock deep in mom's rectum. He pumped her ass for just a couple of minutes when mom began moaning in time with his thrusts. "See," he said to me, "The bitch already loves her ass getting reamed.... Don't you bitch?" Mom whimpered. Ken returned his cock to her cunt and soon unloaded a load of his cum. 

He went on, "There might be a few women there, too, that want servicing, so I'm going to warm you up for that. Barb, slide your cunt under your mom's face." Barb did as she was told but her mom resisted, "I can't do this! No way! This is not right!"

"Yes, you can. Yes way. It's right because I said so. You're going to eat your little daughter's sweet cunt because I said so," Ken said as he slapped her along side the head. Before she could react Ken slammed her head into my pussy. "Now eat her cunt and eat it good. If you're real good I might let you get a breath." Ken had pulled out of mom's pussy, had one leg against her buttocks pushing her body into me and was holding her mouth and nose against and in my pussy with all his might. Soon she whimpered and began tonguing my pussy and clit. "That's being a good cunt-licking motherfucker," Ken sneered. "Keep tongue fucking your daughter now while I record it for prosperity. Eat her cunt until she comes in your mouth. Then gulp down all of your daughter's cum juice. Don't miss any; otherwise you'll have to lap it up off the floor.

Mom ate my pussy for a good 15 minutes. Meanwhile Ken had straddled my upturned face and began to face fuck me. Even though he was in a position to really force his cock down my throat with my head blocked by the floor, he was gentle. He was also in a good recording position having a straight shot of Mother's face as she lapped my pussy and then pointing it down on me so both mother and daughter could be clearly identified. He made us both smile broadly into the camera as he filmed, she with a mouthful of my pussy and me with his cock bulging my cheeks. Soon I came in my mother's mouth and Ken withdrew. He noticed a tiny bit of fluid on the floor and made mom lick it up. It took a little hair pulling but the rug got clean. Much to mom's chagrin he then had me give her pussy a minute's worth of tongue fucking, "Just for the introduction," he snickered. I was alarmed for a few seconds, but after a while mom's juices mixed with my husband's cum tasted pretty good -- as long as I ignored that it was my mother.

As we drove to the bar I inquired, "You won't let them hurt us will you?" 

"There might be a little rough sex but nobody will get hurt," he answered. 

I continued, "How did you get them to agree to your video taping?" 

He replied, "I promised them that their faces would be blocked out and gave them a discount. I charged them only $500 for both of you for the entire night. Normally it would be more than $1000; maybe $2000 for a mother-daughter team like yourselves."

"That makes us whores. When we get money for sex, that's a whore," I protested.

Ken explained, "You are not full time whores... though you would make good ones. This is an ad hoc thing -- whores for a night call it. At any rate, if I want to whore you or mommy dearest out, a whore you will be. You'll do it whenever and wherever I choose and you'll do it with gusto or get some of my punishment. Also you're half wrong: when I whore you out, you don't get money; I do. Consider it getting fucked and screwed at the same time. But that's the way it is. You and mother -- and maybe Dolly soon -- fuck and I get the cash.

"Did you get that, mother bitch? You'll service any cock I tell you too. If I get money for the use of your nasty cunt, all the better for me. If you ever give me any static you get punished plus you have to watch me beat the shit out of your cunt-faced daughter. Is this clear?" Mom muttered a yes.

We pulled into the parking lot and went inside. It was 6:50 pm. As we walked through the door, it was locked and a "closed" sign hung in the window. "Giant" greeted us. "A nicer pair of asses I've never seen," he smiled. "I bet your cunts are top-notch, too. But enough small talk. There are 18 studs and four gals in the back waiting for a night of sucking and fucking. So let's quit wasting time and get back there and meet everyone." Giant led the way to a large back room with a pool table and four mattresses in the center and about two dozen people sitting at tables sipping cocktails and beer. Giant introduced us, "Everyone, meet the best mother-daughter tandem sex machine in the world." Cheers and hoots went up. Giant turned to us, "I think they all want to meet what's under those clothes. So why don't you two start by doing a little striptease and undressing... each other?" As I began unbuttoning mom's blouse, and she mine, I noticed Ken and his camera whirring away.

Soon we were stark naked in the middle of the room. Giant said, "Before we participate we all want some entertainment. You two -- mom and her lovely daughter -- climb on the pool table and show us some 69 action?" 




Subservient One Ch. 03



Mom got a look of horror on her face and I quickly went to her. "Don't let Ken see any resistance or he'll beat the shit out of both of us -- and probably let these guys have a whack at us, too. We don't want 40 fists and 40 feet punching and kicking us, so let's just do it, and with a smile whether we enjoy it or not."

Mom and I climbed on the table and began slurping each other's pussy. Many crowded around the table and cheered us on and offered suggestions. Those were helpful until one told us to give each other a rim job. I don't recall if I had heard that term before but I could figure out what it meant. My horror made me freeze. Ken immediately whispered in my ear, "I want to see you do whatever they want. Don't piss me off by messing this up. What you do is rim her with your tongue and tongue fuck her asshole. I want to see you bury your tongue deep." I craned my neck and for the first time stuck my tongue on and in an asshole -- my mom's no less. After Ken gave mom the same admonition I felt her tongue licking my asshole. More horror: it felt good! As I learned later the clitoris has an extension to the anus. I made mom feel good by stiffening my tongue, rimming her asshole and shoving my tongue in almost two inches. I alternated sticking my middle finger deep up her ass. Mom returned the favor and we both headed for asshole heaven. Ken captured a close-up profile of our faces with a tongue clearly buried in the other's asshole. We briefly returned to earth when two guys each stuck a finger deep in our assholes, pulled it out and had the other lick it clean. If it was less personal I could've appreciated my husband's elation over getting great video of a mother and daughter eating each other's pussy, rimming and tongue fucking each other's asshole, and being fed a bit of bowel crud.

"That's good," declared Giant. "You two drape yourselves over the pool table and a couple of the gals are going to give you a brief sample of what happens if you don't please everyone." We did and quickly two dykes were smacking our asses with their hands. We each got about six whacks. Not enough to hurt but enough to keep us focused -- especially after Giant told us the real stuff is done with a cue stick.

"Now go lay on a mattress and spread 'em," Giant told us. To the crowd he commanded, "Everyone -- guys only for now -- line up behind your choice and start fucking or getting sucked -- whatever you want. And I want to see the next guy fucking immediately after the previous guy finishes. Don't give their pussies or mouths a moment's rest." Mom was lying close to me. I gave her a quick look and noticed Ken about six feet from us with the camera running just as I felt a cock violate my pussy. 

I glanced at mom and said silently, "Oh! Shit!" as I saw a black man with a 10-inch cock as thick as his wrist bury all 10 inches in her in one fell swoop. 

Mom cried, "Oh! Shit! Jesus Christ!" but shortly, aided by the whiskey, began to realize the benefits of Big Black Cock. She began thrusting her hips to meet his cock, moaning loudly with each thrust, and gasping for breath with each drawback. I could hear his taunts. "You like black cock, huh? I bet when I'm through you'll want my cock fucking you all the time, huh? Want me to jam it harder? I can, you know..." Mom was squealing assent to all of his taunts.

I returned my focus to the dick in my pussy. He pumped me for four minutes, came in my pussy, got up, and immediately was replaced with another cock. The second filled me with cum and was replaced by #3. Then #4 whose cum overfilled my pussy and cum was flowing out onto the mattress. I had fucked four guys in less than 30 minutes since lying on the mattress. I saw Ken filming just the climaxes, withdrawal, and start of the next fucker. But even that kept him busy going back and forth between mom and me. I also saw his face aglow as he relished watching his wife and mother get prick punched side by side by a line of cocks incessantly. I just hoped mom and I could keep the roomful happy for another five hours of what looked like was to be non-stop fucking!

My #5, who was black, had more than 10 inches and thicker than a beer bottle, and a wicked grin on his face. Ken couldn't record his face but got a good shot of his immense cock as it headed for my cum-soaked pussy. #5 was upright on his knees and pulled my pussy onto his dick. I let out a muffled scream. I thought his cock might tear my pussy apart and poke out of my mouth, though I knew the latter requires the monster in my ass -- too much to think about. Ken let the camera run by itself and asked me, "Do you like that honey? Can you fuck Big Black Cock all day long? Tell him you love his cock in you."

Through my starry eyes I told the stud, "I love your big black cock in me." 

Just then Blonde broke rank and squatted her bare pussy on my face. "Get a taste of this," she sneered. "Get a good long taste," she said as she also reached down and pulled hard on my nipples. "As long as you pig out on my cunt juices, I won't pull your nipples clean off." I didn't want that so I licked Blonde's pussy with gusto, though it was hard to lose focus of the monster prick ravishing my own pussy. Ken got some close-ups just one inch from his colossus cock pounding my pussy and just an inch from my tongue lapping a pussy through my smiling lips and my eyes staring at an asshole. When blackman came I could feel gobs of his cum splatter my pussy walls and squirt out. Shortly, Blonde let out a loud moan, shuddered, and drenched my mouth with her cum juice, which I gobbled down as fast as I could. For a steady biker punch she tasted pretty good. She gave my nipples a twist for good measure and got off me as blackman took his cock out. 

A second later #6 was flipping me over and saying, "I'm goin' to fuck this bitch doggie style," and entered me from behind. 

I heard my husband agree, "That's right. The bitch ought to be fucked like a dog." 

Blackman, rather than go to the end of the line, stuck his cock in my mouth and told me, "Clean it up good, you whitey bitch. Tell my cock you can't wait to have it back in your cunt." I could only mumble the latter as my mouth was chock full of less than 1/3 of his cock. But I did get almost every drop of whatever was on it.

When blackman pulled out of my mouth another stud took advantage of my position with #6 by pulling my head back by the hair, forcing my mouth open, and shoving a fat dick way down my outstretched throat. He snickered, "A bitch ought to keep her throat busy when being fucked from behind. Suck this baby off as I force it all the way to your stomach, if I can." 

#6 echoed, "Let's thrust together and maybe we can squeeze her like an accordion." They pussy and face fucked me so hard that my body was vibrating but my pussy and mouth were shaking independently. Face fucker was not pushing and pulling my mouth up and down his dick but kept it deep in my throat and rotated my head around it which made it hard for me to breathe. He didn't seem to care. Pretty soon I felt it start to expand and got a large cum load that I didn't have to swallow as the dick was lodged deep in my gullet. Then #6 erupted, but all over my backside, not in my pussy. I wondered if Ken got that cum shot.

#7 came slowly behind me and asked Giant if he could "backdoor" me. Before Giant could answer I heard my husband say, "Of course you can fuck her in the ass. But you have to do it hard and deep and see her clench her teeth. But she loves it." #7 fingered my asshole for a minute to get it limber. 

I glanced to see how mom was doing. She had beaten me to it. There was another black telephone pole already wildly reaming her ass. She would alternately let out an Aaaauuuugghhhhh in pain and anguish then mewl, "Give it to me... fuck me... fuck my ass... ram that prick deep... " I was struck. I never knew mom was such a sex starved slut. I was impressed. I'm sure Ken was, too. 

In fact he was now coaching "telephone pole", "C'mon. Ram it harder. Ram it deeper. Stretch her asshole so much I can jam a whiskey bottle up it." Then I felt #7's normal dick sliding through my asshole into my ass. I emitted a guttural growl with a "Shit" but soon was doing what Ken wanted and thrusting my ass back to meet his cock and egging him on with encouragement like, "I love your cock buried in my ass."

#7 gave my ass its first cum load as I had my second orgasm. #8 wanted my ass, too, and slid his dick in with ease while a 2nd guy lined up my throat with another cock. Ken liked this and continued his goading, "If you fuck her hard enough in the ass and throat your dicks might be able to kiss each other in her stomach. And look, she's enjoying it too much. Ram it is so she can feel a little pain." 

Both pistoned in unison harder and harder, slamming into my ass and mouth with force. #7 started slapping my ass cheeks, lightly at first but soon with some heavy smacks while my face fucker pulled my hair back with tremendous force. He shortly fed me his cum and shortly after that #8 added more cum to my rectum. He then came around to me and stuck his dick in my already cum-filled mouth. "Clean it up, bitch. You'll learn to love the taste of your own ass." I sucked it dry.

I had now fucked eight guys, not counting face fucks, in an hour and a half. There was over five hours to go. I had become a fucking machine like Ken wanted. I glanced over at mom. She was sucking hard on a large cock but had nothing in her pussy or ass. Instead two guys were taking turns spanking her ass with their open hands. Once or twice one whacked her bottom hard with a cue stick which caused a high-pitched yelp from mom. I don't know how long this had been going on but I could see red welts growing on her ass. She didn't seem to care and just kept focused on sucking cock with gusto. 'What a dirty slut. My mom's as good a slut as me and maybe a better whore,' I thought. Then the spanking stopped, but the duo must not have fully recovered because they didn't immediately use mom's pussy as a cock glove. Instead, one fucked her pussy with a long neck beer bottle and he was pumping it very fast and getting the whole length up it. The other guy, with a gleam in his eye, shoved the fat end of the cue stick he was wielding up mom's ass and pumped it with the speed of the bottle. Mom couldn't tell the difference or didn't care as she was bobbing her head and sucking a cock like there was no tomorrow.

I almost started to lose track as man after man fucked my ass or my pussy, half the time with a tandem cock in my mouth. It had to have been about #14, which meant the second round had started, when Giant added some spice. He commanded one guy, "slide under the bitch on your back and get you dick in her cunt." He sat me upright straddling him so his dick, which looked normal length but very fat, had a straight shot to be buried in my pussy. When the cock was parked he bent me over and had another stuff my mouth with a dick, which I autonomously began sucking. Then Giant spread my ass cheeks and directed his mammoth cock right through my asshole. It felt like my genitals just ate a whole turkey with Italian bread to go with in my mouth. I had three cocks fucking me at the same time. It was mitigated a bit when the pussy-ass combo took turns thrusting into me. Then they rammed simultaneously so I had both cocks fighting for space. "If we do it right our dicks can feel each other right through her cunt wall," said Giant to his partner. "And if we fuck the bitch long, hard and deep enough she'll get a fuck she'll never forget. 

"Oh! God! Oh! Shit! Aaaaauuuugghhh!" I responded as they battered my ass and pussy. I don't know how they did it but the three came at the same time that I had my 3rd orgasm. Every hole in me was getting soaked with cum with my pussy fighting back with its own cum. Giant pulled out of my ass first and pointed out to the crowd how assholes don't quickly contract. He made sure Ken got a good shot of what must have been a gaping hole where my ass once was. To demonstrate how it works, Giant slid a beer bottle fully up my ass with total ease. Ken's video closed with the bottom half inch of a beer bottle comfortably sticking out of my ass.

The men took a little break, turned me on my back and lined up two girls to sit on my face. I glanced over and saw mom on her back, too, with a pussy on her mouth. The first ground her pussy onto my mouth while pinching my nipples. She huskily commanded, "Eat my pussy good and make me come real hard or I'll fill your mouth with my piss." That gave me incentive. I tongue fucked her pussy, sucked on her pussy lips, flicked my tongue around her clit, and even put a hand above my head to finger fuck her asshole for a good 10 minutes, when she squealed and showered my mouth with cum juice, which I gobbled down as much as I could. I spent the next 15 minutes repeating my work on girl #2 and was rewarded with another mouthful of cum. Then Blonde, who I had already eaten out once, squatted above my face. She reached down, grabbed my hair and pulled it back, grabbed my chin with a thumb in my mouth to pull my mouth wide open, and began pissing directly into my mouth. This was new and I reflexively tried to shake my head loose and spit out the warm yellow fluid filling my mouth. Blonde scolded, "Swallow all of my piss you rotten bitch or I'll have my boyfriend (who I recalled was Giant) beat the livin' shit out of you while two hold you steady and everyone watches and cheers him on." I didn't know if she was serious but I figured Ken wouldn't be able to keep his "no hurt" promise if she was. Besides Ken had a shit-eatin' grin as he videoed a close up of my piss-receiving mouth. I closed my eyes and managed to swallow a pint of piss to everyone's cheers and accolades. I thought I might get sick. Blonde sneered, "Don't be so upset. Be thankful I don't have to take a shit." Then she humored me with, "I wonder how much of my shit I could cram in that little mouth of yours..." I glanced at mom and did not see any piss dribbling down her cheeks. I evidently was singled out for the piss treatment.

It was pushing past 11pm and mom and I became a fuck assembly line. Mostly we'd just lie on our backs and random guys would lie on top of us, stick his dick in our pussies and pump it for about 4-5 minutes. It takes longer to cum the 2nd and 3rd rounds. The fucks kept coming but with longer intervals between. While waiting for another turn some of the guys spent themselves by jacking off or having us suck them off, pulling out at the last minute, and giving us a cum bath -- shooting cum in our hair, on our faces, tits, and stomachs. Finally it was approaching 1am. Giant thanked us and said we were done for the night. I started to get dressed and was thinking I must have had two dozen to 30 cocks in me at various times and holes. Except for maybe 60 scattered minutes I had a cock or two, even three, in me continuously for the 5 hours. 

I could hardly stand and my walk was more a waddle. Mom was dragging. We all made our way to the car and got in the front seat, me in the middle. I asked Ken how we did. He said, "You both did pretty good. Honey, you were great. Brenda (mother's name), you had your good points but need more practice. Both of you have to find a way to cum more often; men like to know they bring women off. Brenda, you need to spend more time with cocks working your cunt over. I'll get more cock; you find the time. One other thing: keep your cunt shaved better. 

"But my husband is getting too suspicious," mom protested.

Ken glared, "I don't give a shit. It's your problem. Handle him any way you want. Just do whatever I tell you, motherfucker, or I'll burn your ass." 

As we drove off Ken commented, "I got some good video. It'll be great after I edit it and get it ready for publishing."

"You're going to post it?" I asked nervously.

"I haven't decided but probably not. Though I'd hate to be scooped by the pictures some of the guys back there took," he answered.

They wouldn't dare. I can't accept that," mom broke in.

Ken said, "Well, they probably won't post your pictures for the world to see. But they would so dare if inclined. And you certainly could accept it. After all your primary duty as my slut and a part-time whore is to put as many cocks in you as you can. It helps to advertise."

"But I could never recover if my husband finds out," she again protested.

"He won't," Ken snickered. "Unless he, like you, is a closet sex craving deviant and wonders around the internet looking for hard porn. Even in that case, why are you sure he'd be bothered? Why would he care that you whore for his son? Barbara gets fucked on the internet and whores herself out and her husband doesn't care," he sneered. Ken went on, "Anyway I have a plan to keep him satisfied."

"What kind of plan?" I asked.

"I can't say just now. But a hint: it involves two of the three cunts I own."

We continued home in quiet for a moment. Ken broke the silence, "Top sluts don't rest. Barb, take my dick out and slowly jack it with your left hand, and take your right hand and massage Brenda's tired cunt. Brenda, turn toward Barbara and soothe her cunt with your right hand, and tweak her nipples with your left. But they didn't get such a workout tonight so pinch, pull and twist 'em hard so she can feel it. And Barb, keep your eyes on the road on the outside chance that a tired man is still out and could use some action." Mom's right hand felt good but her left hurt plenty, as my husband wanted it. I did my two-hand ministrations and thankfully -- I thought to myself -- saw no prick out walking. Ken had watched 5 hours of hot sex without satisfying his own dick. Just three blocks from home he abruptly pulled to the side of the road and plastered the steering wheel and dashboard with his cum. 

"I'm so happy I pleased you," I cooed. He had mom lean over and clean it off.

We straggled inside. I went for a bath. Ken made mom go home as she was, cum soaked and all to "test her subservience and ingenuity with her husband" he said. "If he seems bothered, just give him a blowjob and he'll forget all about it," he added. Ken and I went to bed.

*

Characters: 

Ken & Barbara; 

George, Jimmy: Ken's friends 

David, Dick. 

Dolly, Barbara's high school friend

Barbara's mom, Brenda

"Giant," "Blonde," and the biker bar crowd 



Subservient One Ch. 04



On a later day Ken went with me to grocery shop. He had me wear my "come hither" outfit as he called it: a braless sheer tight blouse with four undone buttons, a tight red leather miniskirt cut to just below my ass cheeks with a black thong, 4-inch heels, and heavy dark red lipstick. He was always having me check prices of bottom shelf items, and, even though I squatted rather than bent over, the bottom third of my buttocks were plainly visible to anybody in the vicinity.

At first the aisle was pretty vacant. But there were a few lone male shoppers that oddly were always shopping in whatever aisle we were in, as were, more oddly, two stockmen. Ken went up to one of the men stocking shelves.

"Do you like that? When she squats you can look through and down her blouse and actually see her tits and nipples. What do ya think? Wanna see her pussy too?"

"I think that is the hottest thing I've seen in ages," he replied.

"Wanna have her, right here and now if you can find a spot? For only ten bucks she'll blow you or for $15 she'll suck your dick and fuck. That's a bargain rate – she's worth over $100 on the street," Ken went on. "For the bargain rate I get to take some pictures... of her, not your face."

His excited answer, "I got the time and know a place," was followed by $15.

Ken beckoned me over. "This man is going to show you how they keep the groceries in storage. While he's doing that you're going to suck his cock and then he's going to put it in your cunt."

I followed the man to the back. Ken followed. We silently walked to a remote warehousing room. The man stopped, unzipped his pants, pulled out a normal sized but great looking cock, and said, "Suck on this and get it hard enough to fuck you for a long time; I want to get my monies worth." His words confirmed my conclusion when bills passed hands that I was now an official whore for my husband. I got on my knees and sucked his cock into my mouth and went to work on it. After just two minutes he picked me up and sat me on a table high box.

"Let me see if your pussy is as good as I was told it was," he snarled, lifted my skirt, and ogled and felt my pussy lips. Then he pulled me to the very edge of the box, stuck his 6-incher in and slowly fucked me. Ken had his regular camera and took pictures to add to his photos of me sucking. The man told me to tighten my pussy but still went very slow trying to make it last. We were still going at it after ten minutes when I heard a door slam and some rustling. I saw Ken run over to another man that had stumbled in and say something to him. Then I saw the second man hand Ken some cash.

I got the guy to play with my tits while I had my arms around him and was doing the heavy pulling of his body and cock into my pussy. We went another 5 minutes when he bellowed and fed my pussy a load of cum. He pulled out, zipped his pants and walked out. Ken told me to sit still and he whispered something to him as he walked out, "Don't tell anyone of our special deal. I got $35 from this guy."

The second man came over to me and without a word pulled out his cock and shoved it in my mouth. He wanted to control the action, grabbed my head and face fucked me as I was bent way over still sitting on the box. He had probably another inch on the first man, and was contorting my head backwards trying to get his 7 inches all the way down my throat. He did. He held it there and did the trick of simply rotating my throat around his cock's head. Ken got some good shots of that. Then he lay on the floor and told me to ride him and do all of the fucking work – "I paid for it," he added. I rode his cock while he too twiddled my tits and nipples, and after 5 minutes of screwing I took his load up my pussy. He left. 

"How did I do?" I asked my husband.

He smiled, "Very good. And you are now, besides my slut wife, officially my whore. You'd better be a good whore for me, fucking anyone I line up for whatever price I want to charge – $200 or 25 cents, which is what a two-bit whore gets. You're better than that, though that's what your mom will start at, and there will be times I sell you for that just for sport."

I brushed my self off and we returned to the store. There was a shopper curiously standing at the doorway to the back. He followed us with his cart without ever looking at groceries. Ken retrieved our cart with the few groceries and went to check out. The shopper stranger was right behind us, never diverting his eyes from me. While waiting in line Ken confronted him but I couldn't hear what was said. We checked out but waited for the shopper to check out, too. He got back a bunch of change but instead of putting it all in his pocket he stealthily handed Ken two twenty-dollar bills. Ken quietly said to me, "Take him out to our van and do ypur thing."

Ken watched both carts as I led the shopper to our minivan. I opened the sliding door to the back, which had been modified for sleeping. I followed him in and said, "take your cock out so I can see it while I remove my clothes and you tell me what you want." I was getting into whore mode quickly; Ken would be pleased. I was naked and fiddling with his cock in 30 seconds. "I paid for you to suck me hard and then fuck your ass." he said.

I knelt and engulfed his cock as he massaged my tits. After two minutes he pulled my mouth off and yelled, "Get on the bed with your ass high in the air, bitch." I did. "Grab the head posts with both hands and don't let go," he yelled again. I did. He then began whacking my ass with his palm landing full force on it.

"What the...?" I queried.

He loudly continued, "Don't quarrel with me, bitch. I paid, and was told I could do anything I wanted for 30 minutes. If you resist I'll report it to him and he said he'd make you pay dearly. I'm not sure what that means but I bet you do." He continued with his hard spanking. He must have hit me three dozen times. I was whimpering, working hard not to cry out, and was feeling my ass cheeks getting warm. He stopped and showed me one of his purchases – a raw 8-inch cucumber.

"I'm going to warm up your asshole with this. First I'll lube it up by sticking it up your cunt." He did. "Now let's add some saliva to it," and he shoved it in my mouth. Then he forcefully shoved the cuke all the way up my ass. God that hurt but I stifled any reaction. He then fucked my ass with the cucumber, rapidly shoving all 8+ inches in and out. He cuked fucked my ass for ten minutes, pulled it out and said, "I'm going to park this in your cunt while I fuck your ass. But your not supposed to go from asshole to cunt so you have to clean it first," he explained as he shoved the slimy cuke in my mouth. He laughed as he held my head so I couldn't spit it out. "I like a good little shit eater," he sneered. Soon the cuke was embedded in my pussy and he was ramming his cock deep in my now open ass. "Ooooo, you have a nice ass to fuck. This is great. You're worth more than your man charges," he commented. He managed to fuck my ass for ten minutes, shot his load into my bowels, pulled out and got dressed right at the 30-minute mark. "Keep the cucumber," he bellowed as he left the van. 

Shortly Ken and our groceries were in the van and we headed for home. "I hope you gave him his money's worth," Ken said. I replied that he said I was worth more than he paid. "I'll decide what you're worth. Don't give me any backtalk or I'll really whip your ass," Ken retorted.  We drove on in silence. I certainly know when to keep quiet around my husband.

On the main 4-lane highway we passed a young, clean but disheveled hitchhiker. Ken quickly pulled over. "Where are you headed?" he asked. The hiker replied, "I'm going a distance but a ride down this road to anywhere would help." "Get in the front here," said Ken. The hiker got in and I scooted to the middle.

We drove in silence for a mile. Ken asked, "Have you snuck a peek down her blouse yet? If not you really should. She has no bra and you can see her whole tits." The lad stammered embarrassed. I knew he had been sneaking little peeks. "It's all right," Ken went on. "She likes to show off her tits. Wanna see her pussy?" Before he could stammer an answer Ken told me to lift my skirt and show him my shaved pussy. I did, turning slightly toward him. "Have you ever seen a nicer pussy?" Ken kept on. After a brief pause with no answer Ken said, "I bet not, and I bet you would do anything for a respite from your hiking for a little nookie, wouldn't you?" Ken pulled off to the side and stopped.

Ken offered me with, "If you have a few extra minutes this little filly would like you to fuck her. And since you look very strapped for cash and since she's already had a few dicks in her this afternoon, I'm going to charge you only 25 cents."

"Oooo, that'd be great, mister. But I honestly have only one nickel on me right now."

Ken continued, "Well, I believe in helping out my fellow man, and I wouldn't take your last cent. So if you agree to fuck her, I'll make her pay you $20."

"What's the catch?"

"The catch is, if you fuck her you have to fuck her as hard as you can and ram your dick in as far as you can; don't have to be nice to her – she's hot but still nothing but a two-bit whore. Cunt-for-brains, take him to the back and fuck his brains out. Now!" We had to go outside to get in the back. As soon as we were in I stripped off my blouse and skirt, unbuckled and unzipped his pants, and pulled them and his underpants off. He had a marvelous 8-plus inch thick cock that I immediately started making love to. Then I told him to lie on the floor. I straddled him, placed his hands on my nipples, lowered my pussy onto and over his cock, and began pumping my pussy as fast and as far down as I could.

As my pussy was already stretched a bit I had little trouble with his colossal cock. It felt fantastic in my pussy. I told him, "You have a marvelous cock. I love the way it feels and how you use it in my pussy. I'd pay any day to have it up in me." Then I uncharacteristically bent forward and French-kissed him, fucking his mouth with my tongue. I held the kiss and moved my ass like a battering ram up and down his cock. He started to moan and his cock began to swell. I cooed, "I'd like your cum deep in my pussy unless you want to shoot it in my mouth or on my face." He didn't answer. Soon my now overflowing pussy was flooded with his jism. I cooed some more, "You shouldn't be hiking dirty; let me clean your cum and my pussy juices off," and I slurped up every drop of fluid on his still pulsating cock.

I asked him to put his pants on but leave his cock out. "Ken," I said, "drive him to the exit where we will drop him off. We're going to sit back here and I'm going to jack his cock. And give me the $20 I owe him." Ken passed back a twenty, pulled back on the highway, and I sat in the back jacking off that magnificent cock, kissing its head between jerks.

Soon we let the hiker off and went home. Ken intoned, "I got $90 for your first afternoon of real whoring. When you get better I'll have you fucking five guys in an afternoon plus six in an evening and collect $500-600. But for a novice, you were good today. When I get your mom on the street I'll be pulling near $1200 every day I put the two of you out, assuming you fuck your quota... which I know you will so you won't get beaten by me.

"O.K. Let's go to bed. Suck my cock as I doze off; if you can pull out some cum to eat, all the better. And remember to work on your vagina exercises I told you about. You have to keep your cunt muscles taut even after two dozen pricks try to stretch it out. You can't shortchange #25 of the day just because your cunt is tired."

We finally slept.

**************

About a week later Ken informed me that he had met the neighbors. "It turns out to be a fun opportunity for me. The father, Joe, and his 18-year old son, Charley, are home while the mother is visiting her parents. Charley is a classmate of Dolly's and he dreams about her. I want you to arrange a welcome the neighbors cocktail party this Saturday, and get Brenda and Dolly to come. The basic coupling is: Joe is going to get a piece or two of your ass; and I'd better see you giving him your best whore fuck. Charley is going to get his wish – poontang from Dolly. I'm going to be an actual motherfucker and stick my dick in your mom's cunt and ass, but we'll mostly watch you getting reamed by Joe and Charlie humping his dream. Make sure your mom is dressed like the whore she'll become and Dolly like the whore I'm going to make her... and of course you like the dirty whore you are. Make sure tits are visible and cunts and asses easy to get at. I want each of you to give any man a raging hard-on just by standing there. Got it all?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Sir; Yes, Master. I'll do everything you say," I added.

Saturday rolled around. I had set things up and prepared a bar. I also had a pair of twin mattresses waiting in the wings. Joe and Charley arrived early – a little before 7pm – and I had a chance to get acquainted. After a while Ken intoned, "Hey, Charlie, one of our guests is a close friend of my wife but still in high school. Maybe you already know her – Dolly?"

"Yeah, I know of her," Charlie answered.

Ken: "What do you think of her? Do you think she's hot?"

Charlie: "Yeah, she's one of the hottest in the class, but hard to get to know."

Ken: "I can imagine. You'd like to get in her pants but so would everybody else, yet she remains distant?"

Charlie: "Yeah, I'd like to get in her drawers. I don't know about everyone else. I think she might be getting it on with a couple of guys. 

Ken: "Well maybe we can improve on that today."

About that time mom arrived. I think more and more that she's actually getting into this whore stuff. She looked like a street whore fit to kill. Her blouse was near see-through – right to her nipples with no bra. Her skirt barely covered her ass. She wore 4-inch heels and had on a ton of ruby red lipstick. While Joe and Charlie were noticeably excited when they met me, they fell all over themselves when mom showed up. As Ken wanted, their pants were bulging as they were introduced. 

I fixed everyone, including Charlie, a drink, and made mom's extra strong as Ken directed. We continued to socialize and chat, though it was hard to direct the conversation away from the insinuations and double entendres about mom's and my dress and looks.

Dolly arrived about 7:30. Joe jumped to the introductions with, "Wow! Holy shit – pardon my French. I would have bet against anyone looking hotter than Barbara and Brenda, but here you are. It's so nice – a real pleasure – to meet you. I think you know my son, Charlie."

Dolly thanked Joe and said hi to Charlie who returned a more muffled 'hi.' Charlie offered to get Dolly a drink and she readily accepted. I noticed the quiet but evidently smart Charlie triple the normal alcohol in her cocktail. "You have a little catching up to do," he said politely as he handed Dolly her a full 8-ounce tumbler.

The socializing, drinking, and munching continued and became heavily peppered with sex. Ken whispered to me, "This is going easier than I thought." 

"Well, four of the six are totally aware and on board," I offered. 

About 8:30 Ken announced, "This get-to-know-the-neighbors party has started off real well. Now we're ready for the party game – one I call "get to know the neighbors real well. Is everyone ready for the real party?" He got enthusiastic yeses. 

"First, the women have to undress... though with Brenda it might be hard to tell the difference," he laughed. "Undress with a twist. The women don't undress themselves. They stand in the middle of the room and two will undress one, in this order: Brenda will be undressed first by Dolly and Barbara – Dolly the lower half and Barbara the upper. Then they'll walk Brenda around the room to give the men a close-up. Then Dolly and Brenda will undress my lovely wife – let's keep Dolly on the bottom and Brenda the top. After Barb is paraded around for inspection, Brenda and Barb will get the clothes off Dolly – Brenda the pussy end, Barb the tit end. There's one catch. The girl removing the bottom clothes has to remove panties with only her teeth."

Dolly struggled with mom's panties trying to keep her mouth as far from mom's pussy as possible. In ten minutes she was in her naked splendor and displayed to the men. Ten minutes later I had been stripped and put on parade. Then Brenda and I went to work on Dolly. She had a little hesitation, but glowers from Ken cured that. As we got her naked I commented, "Look how hard her nipples are." 

Mom, different from Dolly, seemed to relish getting her mouth close to Dolly's pussy, commented, "I don't think I've ever seen so much pussy juice." 

They paraded her around, stopping at Charlie as Ken joined us, "Is this how you dream it, Charlie?" adding to Dolly, "Charlie dreams a lot about you – asleep and awake." After Charlie's uh huh, Ken asked, "Is this how you imagined her pussy?" 

"Pretty much," Charlie responded.

Ken now announced, "We'll start with giving Joe a big personal welcome. My slut wife is going to give Joe a big welcome with her marvelous pussy. She'll pull his cock out of his pants, give it a big welcome kiss, and ask it to fuck her. So, Joe, if your cock says yes and you agree, I'm going to give you a sample of the best pussy in town. Just dive in for a little nookie from my Barb." I did as Ken said and Joe surprised me with the thickest cock I've ever seen. It was a normal 5-1/2 inches but almost two wrists thick. My first thought was that it could literally kill me. My second thought was that if I survived I might get a super fucking that would make it all worthwhile. I undressed Joe in three minutes and led him over to a mattress that Ken had retrieved. 

"Welcome, neighbor," I said, "Would you put that fat sonofabitch in my pussy... and show me no mercy... I want to experience the whole thing." Joe dropped down on top of Barbara and just slammed the thing into her and listened to her loud "AAAaaaaarrrrrrgggggh!" and muffled gasps, "Jesus H. Christ, that hurts! Man, did I feel that! Now fuck the shit out of me with it."

Ken continued, "Dolly, you go welcome Charlie and fulfill his dream by fucking the shit out of him. Go take his pants off, make sure his dick is ready by giving it a few sucks, and show him what your tight young pussy can do." As Joe was pummeling me with his barrel cock I glanced at Dolly and Ken, knowing Ken would be a little anxious about Dolly. Fortunately Dolly didn't hesitate and strolled over to Charlie. Ken followed and chuckled to Charlie, "This is one of the tightest, juiciest cunts in the world. You're about to get the fuck of your life. Ram your cock hard and deep, and have fun." Then he briefly said to Dolly, "You'd best fuck him real good. I'll be watching."

Ken told mom, "I want some sweet mother fucking while I watch the others and get some pictures. Get you silly ass over here, straddle me facing the same way so we can both watch, and slide that motherfucking cunt over my motherfucking cock. Then you fuck me but slowly so I can concentrate on the action." Mom had her pussy gloved around Ken's cock in no time. Ken sneered at her, "Mother fucking gets a bad rap. It's really not bad stuff. After I get you fully trained, it ought to be great"

Within a minute mom was fucking my husband, I was getting split apart by Joe, and Charlie and Dolly looked like they had become close friends. Dolly was even already whispering for Charlie to fuck her hard. "That's good, Charlie... Fill my pussy with your dick... Pound it hard..." 

I was surprisingly impressed. This meant that Ken had control of all three of us. I know I would do whatever he tells me to do, whenever and wherever he says. Mom's at the same place and as near as I can tell is becoming as thrilled with it as much as me. Finally, that tight, juicy, jailbait Dolly is also in his grasp. All of this should make him very happy and pleased with me for the help I gave him. I predict mom slides right into whoring without batting an eye. Dad will blow up if he ever finds out; though I recall Ken saying he had a plan. I have no idea what it is but I have a nervous suspicion that me and what's between my legs might be part of it. I also get the impression that Dolly is going to exceed our predictions and shortly be fucking and sucking anyone that Ken finds for her and then whoring for him. 




Subservient One Ch. 04



Joe had super control and pounded me for close to 15 minutes. He talked a little dirty to me: "Your husband was right – you are a little tart with a sweet pussy. I could never tire of ramming my cock up your cunt." I tried to respond but could only say, "Oooff! Oooo! Ooooww! God Damn! Ugh! Umpf! Gasp," usually in time with his thrusts. But my pussy was receiving a royal treatment that I could easily become addicted to. He finally pumped his cock cream throughout my pussy as I had my third orgasm. I was delirious and hoped Ken would let me fuck this every chance that arose. 

Still surprisingly, given their high-spirited youth and Dolly's previous hesitation, Charlie and Dolly were still going strong after close to 15 minutes. I noticed they had changed positions. Dolly was now on top in a prone position but not touching any of Charlie's body. Her ass was fast pistoning up and down on Charlie's dick in a tight oval shape pattern. Ken's video was outstanding: he got a shot direct into Dolly's face with her mouth agape and starry eyes. Right behind, her tits were flopping in time. In the background was Dolly fucking the bejesus out of Charlie's dick with her cunt in a blur. 

Ken walked over to Charlie, "Finish up. There'll be time for more. Tell Dolly to take all of your cum then clean your cock. Then let her know you can have a piece of her anytime I approve, and if she hesitates the whole school will see copies of my pictures. Go on. Whitewash her cunt then tell her."

Charlie let out a bellow and came hard in Dolly. Dolly participated, egging him on with, "Give it to me. Give me your cum. Keep some on your cock so I can swallow some." 

Then he told her what Ken had said. "You have to fuck me anytime I want, unless you want the school to see what a slut you are." 

Maybe surprising to Ken, Dolly actually cooed back, "Fuck the pictures and all those fags and motherfuckers at school. You can fuck me anytime anywhere you want... as long as Ken is told." 

"Could I fuck your ass?" Charlie asked. 

"You can fuck me through my asshole anytime you want," Dolly answered.

Everyone chilled for the next hour. Sensing the guys had recovered, Ken announced, "Now the second round of my game, which will come in two parts or so. First, my wife, a sucker for young hard cock, will complete the neighbor's welcome with Charlie. Charlie had a taste of a tight young pussy; now he'll get to experience what a pro pussy can do. The rest of us will watch and cheer them on. Barb, go show Charlie what you can do."

I stood Charlie up and began a slow blowjob on my knees. I straightened my throat and was able to take is 6+ inches all the way, holding it there for seconds and rotating my tonsils around the head. Sensing that a kid might lose control too fast, I got on my hands and knees on the mattress and cooed for him to, "Fuck me doggie style with that dick of yours." He climbed behind me and started pumping my pussy. I egged him on: "Do you like this, Charlie? Do you like fucking your neighbor's pussy? Can you fill me with your cum?" Three minutes was all Charlie had and soon let out a bellow as he emptied his balls in my pussy. Ken got some good shots from the front, this time including clear pictures of Charley – in case needed.

Ken went on, "I've always felt that families should share stuff. So Joe, under my direction, Charlie is going to share his new punch with you. You're going to stick it to Dolly. I want to see if her tight cunt is juicy enough to take your pole. But I don't want you to test it; just assume it'll work and slam that thing into her as hard and as deep as you can the first thrust. Just so you know, I like hearing sluts yell with pain, so it's all right to hurt her a little if you want... just don't break her. More importantly try to make it last – I'll bet you can do her for 30 minutes."

Everyone watched as Joe approached wide-eyed Dolly. She had given Ken a look of resistance but his glare ended that. Joe lay her down, spread her legs, pushed them back to her head and told her to grab her ankles and hold her pussy wide open and up off the mattress with her head against the wall. 

Ken interrupted, "I think now it's a cunt, not a pussy." 

Then Joe took a couple of practice thrusts and slammed into her like a battering ram. His fat cock penetrated her pussy just before she was crushed as her ass was pushed into her stomach and her head pressed the wall. His cock hit bottom the first stroke. Dolly screamed bloody murder. She screamed again and again interspersed with invectives each time Joe rammed her. She also began crying uncontrollably muttering, "This hurts so bad..." 

Ken chuckled in Joe's ear but so Dolly and the others could hear, "That's what I like to hear. Cries of pain. Sluts and whores have to hurt once in a while to keep them in line. Now fuck the shit out of her and let her scream all she wants to." Ken bent to Dolly's ear, "Did you get all of that, my hot cunt slut?" Dolly was unable to answer. "I'm sure you did. Don't worry. In no time the pain will go away and your cunt is going to feel terrific, like Barb's did. The experience will be good for other pricks I'll want you to fuck. Then when you get good enough you can do a little whoring." 

We all watched, though Ken and mom were in the same position except his cock was in her ass, and Ken had given me the camera duties. I thought if I could get a close-up that showed both Joe's lethal cock and Dolly's contorted face, Ken would be pleased. Ken was focusing on mom rather than the action on the mattress. "Did you get those words to Dolly?"

Mom: "What do you mean?"

Ken: "That part about the pain."

"Does that apply to me?.. Uuuugh," Mom asked as Ken pulled her ass down hard on his cock.

Ken: "A good slut has to take and even enjoy a little pain. I'm not sure you can."

Mom: "I've felt pain before...Aaaagh."

Ken: "This is amateur slut play. You'll have to improve, and soon, because I'm going to start you whoring a little."

Mom: "What?!?"

Ken put an iron grip on both nipples and nearly twisted them off. As Mom yelped Ken said, "It's time you start doing all that pleases me. Your slut daughter is way ahead of you. With zero hesitation she fucks me or any cock I tell her to, especially those that give me cash. So I'm going to get you started, and if you don't want to get hurt or get Barbara hurt for your shenanigans, you'll follow my orders to a T. Tomorrow, Sunday, I want you over here 3pm dressed like tonight – except wear a black lace pushup bra – and I'm going to introduce you to what pleases me most. And before you start, do not give me any shit about your husband; just work it out. Now say you will do what I say and I'll release your tits."

Through whimpers just shy of screams from the pain in her nipples she nodded her head and managed to get out, "Yes."

Ken went back to watching Dolly. Joe had been fucking her for almost twenty minutes now and was pumping her every bit as hard. But Dolly had done a 180. She was grabbing Joe's ass, thrusting back, and pulling him harder into her cunt. I told Ken Dolly had already cum twice and was becoming delirious as I had. I pointed out the massive puddle of cunt and cum juice under Dolly's ass.

We continued to watch and cheer. Dolly looked like she wanted to talk dirty but was unintelligible. Joe wasn't. "You'll do anything to get this in you, won't you?" "You're nothing but a cock crazed fuck toy, aren't you?" Me and my boy Charley can fuck you anytime anywhere we want, can't we?" If Charley says you can't have this cock again unless you fuck him and all of his friends, you'll fuck everybody with abandon, huh?" There was no way to tell for sure but it looked to Ken and me that Dolly was trying to answer in the affirmative to all of Joe's taunts. After another ten minutes Joe began to grunt and breathe heavy. Shortly Joe pulled his pole out of Dolly's cunt, scrambled forward, lifted Dolly's head and jammed his cock in her mouth. She couldn't take more than the head. Joe jacked his shank and within seconds was giving her a mouthful of cum. His cock filled her whole open mouth and she had no choice but to eat it all. Dolly had cum twice more the last ten minutes.

Joe said to his son, "Charley my boy, this is some piece of ass you've got here. You have first dibbies but we're going to be a great father-son team fucking the hell out of her.

Ken said to mom, "I'm going to celebrate your new role by filling your ass with my cum." And he did. "Now, you worthless bitch, clean my cock with your tongue and mouth... and clean it good." He pushed her off, spun her around, and she engulfed his cock. Ken held her head down tight with one hand and tortured her nipples with the other. After a minute he pulled her up by her hair, "How does your shit taste, bitch?" He didn't get an answer.

Ken exclaimed, "Great party everyone. Looked like everyone was good. Joe, Charley, just ask anytime and my slut of a wife will fuck you both. Dolly, you did great. I'm impressed. Brenda, I'll see your sorry ass her tomorrow, 3pm sharp." They all went home. I gave Ken a blowjob and asked about mom. "She's coming over tomorrow and I'm going to find her men with cash to fuck." Then we went to bed.

**************

Sunday Brenda showed on time. She looked terrific. She said hubby was really getting curious. I suggested, "Just tell him you're a cock crazy fuckin' whore and can't help yourself. Grab that 6oz of vodka, jump in our van, and down the drink as I drive."  Then he turned to me, "We're going to be late. About 7pm, go next door and fuck both Joe and Charley. And while you're working Joe's monster in your cunt see if Charley's cock can fit in your asshole the same time. Report how things went when I get back." 

I asked, "What if they're not home?" 

Ken answered gruffly, "Hop in the car, go somewhere, and find two cocks to stick in your cunt or ass. Before this night ends you'd better fuck two men – I don't care how and you'd best not be choosy. If you don't I'll work you as a two-bit whore, like your mother is." 

"But how do I prove that I did?" I protested. 

"Get something from 'em. Bring some money in case you have to pay them to get them to fuck you. Just do it." 

In Ken's words:

"What's a two-bit whore?" Brenda asked. I snarled, "It's an inexperienced stupid-ass cunt who can't get more than 25 cents for a fuck... like you now."

I continued in the van, "Here's how it works. This is kind of a test, an entrance exam, so to speak. To pass you have to please me. We'll go to a few places – grocery stores, bookstores, shopping mall shops, maybe a theater. A number of men will be attracted to you. I will talk to one that I think might pay 25 cents to use you. Then I'll tell you what to do, in most cases take him to the van and fuck or suck him in the back. Then you straighten up a bit and we find another."

Brenda didn't change her expression and had no comment or question.

I went on, "If all goes well you'll pass the test and graduate from slut to whore, then officially whore for me. You'll likely be a good whore. All you have to do is be absolutely obedient to me and make sure I am pleased with you in every detail." I reached across the seat and stuck a finger in her pussy. "If you please me you'll get more cock inside this cunt than you can count. And I'll be rolling in cash. Now, practice pleasing me, mom, by sucking my cock as I drive."

As we drove she sucked. I told her the rules, "If you ever mess with me, if you ever moonlight, if you ever do anything I don't like, if you ever disobey me – no matter what, then you'll get hurt bad. I'll take you to the slums and make you fuck every dirty scumbag on the block in rapid succession – and believe me, those lowlifes are anything but nice. Then I'm going to make you hurt for hours. I got many ways to do that. One of which is simply beatin' the shit out of you. Then make you watch as I beat the shit out of your mother fucking kid. Then I tell all with pictures and video to your prick of a husband. Is there any word in these rules you don't understand?" Brenda kept my cock in her mouth while shaking her head, no. "And last, you are a two-bit whore until I say you're not. Now look at me and declare you know the rules and that you're nothing but a two-bit cunt whore." 

She lifted her head, "I'm a two-bit whore and I understand the rules." 

In a few minutes I pulled over next to a couple of punk boys, maybe 18 but could be 15 or 16, walking down the highway and motioned them over. "You guys look like you could use some action."

"Yeah, man, but we don't have enough money."

I replied, "See how good she looks." I told Brenda to lift her blouse and pull her bra above her tits. "Go ahead; reach in and grab a free feel." One massaged her tits for a few seconds with a big smile on his face. "She looks good but she's still a two-bit whore. You can have her for 25 cents for either a fuck or a blowjob. That's each, but I'll give you a special deal: if you use her at the same time, one in her pussy, one in her mouth, I'll give you a twofer: both for 25 cents."

"You got a deal, mister!" The boys clamored in the back. 

I told Brenda to get her clothes off, go outside and climb in the back and do her thing. She got out of the front seat bare-ass naked along the highway and climbed in the back. She got on all fours. I told her to face the camera so I could get her fuckin' mouth in the video. The boys had their dicks out and soon one was pumping her pussy and one face fucking. "Fuck 'em good, cunt face," I admonished Brenda. Both boys cummed in just two minutes; I now figured them for 15-16. I told her to get out, squeeze their cocks, thank them for the fuck, and kiss them good-bye. She did, but it took long enough for two cars to pass by and honk as they did. She got back in the front seat and got dressed. I was especially pleased as I now had pictures of her fucking illegal boys to use as necessary. I made this clear to her.

As luck would have it another lad was strolling down the highway this lazy Sunday afternoon. He got the same question from me and said he could only pay $10. "Well this is your lucky day," I said, "She's great looking – show him your tits, babe – but just a two-bit whore. You can fuck her in the mouth, cunt, or ass right now for 25 cents."

"Holy shit! Here's a quarter," he replied, and, with his cock out, got in the back with naked Brenda. He wrapped her legs around his back, pounded her like a rabbit for two minutes, and, with a yell, shot his wad in her cunt. He left in a flash. 

I told Brenda, "That was good. You're coming along. If you can get them off in two minutes you can fuck a lot of men in a night and bring me lots more money and make me very pleased with you."

Next stop was a small hardware store. We aisle shopped for a few minutes, drawing lots of attention. I talked with one of the more attentive men then told Brenda to take him to the van and let him do whatever he wants for 20 minutes – no more. After sucking and fucking and more sucking the man hopped out and I got in to drive off. "Another 25 cents, cunt," I told her, not disclosing I actually got $25. Then I handed Brenda some bath powder and a towel. "You got to keep your cunt lips clean and powdered up."

We were now driving on the downtown streets. They were fairly vacant but I saw one man standing at a corner and pulled over. "Like a little action?... with one of the best around but very cheap?... come take a peek." The man looked through the open window as Brenda lifted her now braless blouse and her skirt to give the man a close-up view of her tits and her pussy. "She looks great," I said, "but only costs two-bits... 25 cents... one quarter... really.  Hop in back if you want some of this sweet cunt." The man didn't hesitate and soon he and Brenda were fucking like crazy, this time again for 15 minutes.

"You're coming along fine," I said, "You might just make a good whore for me someday. I'm now going to give you the ultimate endurance test, one your prick-loving slut of a daughter passed with flying colors." I drove to my favorite adult bookstore and paraded Brenda around the aisles before heading for the private booths. On the way I paused to tell a man so Brenda could here, "Pass the word. This cunt is going to blow all comers for nothing the next two or three hours." Then we entered a booth.

Brenda inquired, "What's going on?"

"It's simple," I explained, "Get your clothes off as I explain. See that large hole in the wall? It's called a glory hole. Soon a man is going to stick his cock through it, and you're going to give him a super blowjob and swallow his cum. It won't be long until another cock comes through wanting to be sucked. You do that one, too. There will be one cock after another, maybe with a break in between, maybe not. You will suck off every one with equal desire to please them and swallow every drop of cum – could add up to 16oz maybe. If you spill even a tiny bit you'll clean up the floor with your tongue. This is how you can show me your endurance and the ability to still be a good a whore after dozens of fucks or suck-offs."

I just finished when an average cock poked through. Brenda looked at me and I motioned for her to get at it. She got on her knees and took the cock into her mouth and started sucking. In about six minutes I saw the cock expand and Brenda swallow. "One down, a thousand to go," I whispered. Another cock immediately appeared. Brenda hesitated a second and I pushed her head into it. She repeated her sucking. I cracked the door and peeked into the dark hall and saw about three lined up. Not bad for a Sunday, I thought.

We had been there less than 30 minutes and Brenda was finishing her 4th blowjob. For fun, when this cock started to throb, I pulled her mouth off and jacked it off myself for a couple of seconds so his cum would splatter all over the floor. At the hour mark she was on her 7th cock. She was doing a professional job, though I wouldn't admit that to her yet and destroy a lot of my fun. #7 was a massive black cock. There was almost 10 inches of wrist size poking through the wall, which would have made it 11 or so inches total. Brenda was mouthing 2 to 3 inches. I put a hand on her ass, grabbed a fistful of hair with the other, pulled her head way back, then shoved her ass hard so that her face slammed against the wall. She convulsed with the 9 to 10 inches of cock that she suddenly found deep down her throat. I held her there and hissed, "No matter the size, I'm telling you to get the entire cock down your throat some of the time. Do you understand?" She squealed and gasped for air through her flared nostrils, and nodded her head 'yes' as best she could. I gave her my fun nostril squeeze trick and asked, "Are you damn sure?" Her body vibrated searching for air as her muffled squeal was louder and she violently nodded her head up and down – as best she could while it was skewered on that black monster. I let go of her nose, pulled her body and mouth back, then slammed it once more over the cock. Her squeal started to turn to a whimper. "If you cry, bitch, I'll shove his cock all the way into your stomach and hold it there for an hour – assuming you live that long." The whimpering came to an immediate halt and I let her get back to normal cock sucking.

I checked the hall again. There were two standing and I guessed maybe one waiting in the booth. The second hour had longer time between cocks. At the top of the hour she was on #12. I told her I was bored and while she hummed on #12 I took my cock out and stuck it in her asshole. Then I shoved it in all the way but let it rest in her like that rather than ass fuck her. Occasionally I would thrust forward to again jam her face against the wall and give her a throat full of cock. At the top of the third hour she was on #16 and still going strong. I was impressed and assumed she desperately wanted to do my bidding and please me after believing that otherwise she was just a lowlife good for nothing, like in Marine boot camp.




Subservient One Ch. 04



I checked the hall and one lonely black guy remained. "Been in line long?" I asked. "Over 30 minutes," he replied. "You deserve a reward," I intoned. "C'mon in here until her last blowjob is done." We both watched. Though it was dark our eyes had long become used to it and there was a vivid sight of Brenda with her bare white ass in the air, tits flopping, and head bobbing up and down on a cock. A few minutes later I heard a grunt from the next booth and saw Brenda swallowing for all she was worth. She turned around and I sneered, "This is the grand finale. Lie on the floor and raise and spread your legs." She did with no reaction. I told the guy, "Fuck her all you want in her cunt or ass or both. There's no charge and she'll take it anyway you want." With impressive skill the guy alternated three ass strokes with three cunt strokes. He fucked her hard like this for ten minutes and had her head pounding against the wall.

He finally bellowed and came in her cunt... I think. He pulled out and put his dick back in his pants. I said to Barbara, "Thank the man for putting his cock in both holes." 

She quietly mumbled, "Thank you. Thanks for fucking me." 

The man left and I put Barbara on her knees. "My dick might've got a little dirty in you ass. Clean it off." Again with no reaction she swallowed my cock and cleaned it good. "One last thing. You slopped some cum, right over here. Get on you stomach, put your face to the floor and lick all around that spot," I ordered as I waved my arm in a large circle. She lay down, lowered her face close to the floor and whimpered. "I said lick up all of the months-old cum, bitch," I yelled and put my foot on her shoulder blades and pushed her to the floor. "How well you do it determines for how long you do it – 5 minutes or 60." I could see she was licking the floor hard with her tongue and I knew now without question I owned her like a slave.

I made her lick all around, even pointing out spots she missed, for 10 minutes. While she lay on the floor I bent over and snarled, "You know that without me your nothing but a cum licking cock sucking ass fucking low life piece of shit with a cunt for brains. You can't do without me. You are my fucking slave serving only my needs. You need to be somebody and that somebody is going to be a super whore for me." I yanked her hair and yelled in her face, "Got that, slave? Are you my slave now?" 

"Yes, Ken," she answered. 

"And it is no longer Ken; it's sir or master." 

"Yes, sir."

She got dressed and we headed for home. It was a little after 9pm. "You did good, bitch. You're no longer a two-bit whore. You might have moved up to the $5 class and with time and practice you'll be bringing me $50 every time you fuck someone. You got dressed to walk out of the store but I want you totally nude now. Then go to work on cock # 17... mine... but with a twist. Suck my cock for 30 seconds with your naked white ass in the window. Then look up for 30 seconds and try to find anything with a cock that you can suck or fuck before we get home.

We were a ways from home and she still had no luck seeing another trick. Then within a mile from home, a night hitch hiker. Wow! I pulled over and gave her instructions. I stopped next to him. Brenda rolled down her window, stuck her torso almost to her waist out the window and said, "Can't give you a ride down the road, but for five bucks I can give you a ride in my pussy. But before you decide come over hear and check out the melons. C'mon. Don't be shy." The young man strolled over. Brenda reached down, grabbed his hand and put it on her tit. "Like this? Go ahead... play with 'em... pinch my nipples." He worked her tits over in earnest. "Now give me a fiver, get in the back, and I'll fuck your brains out." He handed over $5 and climbed in the back. Brenda followed. "Wanna do me in my pussy or my ass?" He didn't answer but pulled out his dick and clearly headed for her cunt. There was five minutes of active thrashing when he groaned. Brenda cooed, "That's right. Give me your cum." He replaced his cock and jumped out.

Brenda and I continued the last mile. Soon we were pulling in the driveway and Brenda started getting dressed. "Leave it all off," I ordered. We walked in, me carrying her clothes. My slut wife was in the easy chair naked with a glass of wine. I told her, "Your bitch cumbag mother was not bad. She fucked 4 or 5 guys, one just a mile down the road, and she passed my cock sucking test. Didn't suck near as many as you when you took the test, but not bad – 16 in three hours... that's a blowjob in less than every 15 minutes. The best news is that now she is my slave and completely subservient to me. She will do anything I say including degrading herself for my satisfaction in anyway I can think of." 

"Really?" Barb asked.

"I'll show you later. But now you'd better have a good slut report for me or you're in serious trouble." 

Right then Joe and Charley walked into the room, also totally naked. Barb cooed, "Charley did fit in my ass with my pussy stretched by Joe. But it lost a little sensation and we had to fuck like that for damn near 40 minutes. I only came four times.... The first round anyways." She gave a wicked smile to all. 

"I'm proud of you, babe. While she's coming along, Brenda is still a low life pig of a slut and doesn't quite yet get an award. But you, my lovely whore, get an award – which is much better than a whippin'. For your reward I'm going to fuck your ass in front of everybody. But first Brenda is going to eat your pussy until you cum #5. So, you slide down a bit in the chair, guys, gather around for the show. Brenda, get your mouth and tongue in Barbara's snatch and give her the muff dive of the year." I was pleased with how easy Brenda and Barbara – mom and daughter – got into it with Brenda digging right in and Barb pushing on her head. All us men were cheering. I mentioned to Joe and Charlie that I guessed they were spent, but if not help themselves to Brenda's cunt or ass. Charlie struggled to get in Brenda's ass. Joe put an ironman squeeze on her tits; she squealed. I whispered to her, "Joe's going to hurt your tits and nipples bad until Barb cums; so you best get at tongue fucking your little whore of a daughter good."

It took Brenda 15 minutes to get Barb off. By that time her tits were almost raw. "Get on the floor," I ordered Barb. "You're going to get a double reward: me up your ass, plus you get to clean your mother's stuff off Charley's cock. Isn't that great? Charley, get your cock in her mouth and hold her up. Barb you can now reach back and spread your ass cheeks for me." Charley was holding Barb up by her hair and face fucking her. Barb had spread her ass and my cock slipped in with not too much difficulty. Then I rammed her deep, hard, and fast. She kept time with a muffled, "Ooh...Ooh...Ooh...Ooh." After watching all of today's sex I couldn't hold it much and blasted her ass and backside with cum in a few minutes. I walked around front, said, "One more," and shoved my cock in her mouth, too. It was the end of a great day. Could only be enhanced if Brenda pissed off her husband.



To be continued...



Subservient One Ch. 05



Barbara's words:

Ken thought he was not paying enough attention to me and missed fucking me and watching other men fuck me. "We're going to drive downtown near the slum sections and I'm going to watch you give your cunt away and fuck a bunch of guys, not in the privacy of the van, but in the alleys, stoops, and park areas – hopefully with a little light so others can see your fuck prowess, too."

Just before dusk we headed for town, me dressed in a short skirt with a small pocket, a tank top, and no panties or bra. There were a lot of people, mostly men, loitering around doorways in the area Ken drove to. After some driving we found a street with less loiterers. Ken pulled over and told me, "Walk down this street. There looks to be 4 or 5 groups of guys in the long block. However you do it, try to get someone – or everyone – in the first group to fuck you. Get fucked in an alley or – it's dark enough now – let them gather around while a man fucks you on the stoop. And I want to watch them fuck you anyway they want. Except do not go inside for any reason: I couldn't see anything but also for your safety. Fuck as many in the first group as you can. Then maybe you can easily get some in the other groups on down the block to do you. I would guess 30 or so men are along the block. If you're good – and you'd goddamn better be – you ought to land 20 before we run out of time. If you can get them to contribute something besides cum, all the better. On the other hand here's 10 five-dollar bills... if you have to pay them to fuck you, so be it, so long as you get nailed." 

I walked toward the first group of about four guys, three black and one white. They whistled and offered some suggestive but tame remarks. "You guys don't own the street. I can stroll down it too, can't I," I asked coyly. That started some light banter and I made sure they got the impression that I didn't mind the socializing. The talk soon got around to my striking dress. I offered that I wasn't ashamed of my body and didn't mind if my clothes got people's attention. That moved it up a level with eventual direct comments like, "We could appreciate your body better with fewer clothes on."

"Maybe, if you give me some privacy I could give you all a little peek," I teased. They gathered around closer. I briefly raised my tank top and did a sort of a pirouette flashing my tits. 

"That was too fast," they complained. I raised my top to my neck and did a slow steady rotation. 

"Is this better?" 

They replied, "Yeah, much better! Yo, mama." 

While keeping my top around my neck I inquired, "Does it really look any better without the clothes?" 

"Yeah, man. As long as they're real." The opening I needed. 

"I think it'd be O.K. if you check 'em out just this once." All four moved in to massage my tits. This check went on for almost a minute. I boldly went on, "Eight hands on two tits is too many. Four hands would be about right. Maybe four hands could check the rest of my body?" In a flash four hand were under my skirt. 

"Hey! You forgot your panties," one intoned. My coup de maître opening! 

With a coquettish look I coyly said, "Nooooo. I didn't forget..." They made short shrift of getting my skirt above my waist and 5 or 6 fingers from 4 hands playing with my pussy. "You're playing, not inspecting," I offered. In seconds I was being triple finger fucked, clit and cunt lips massaged with two pair of eyes getting a close look. I didn't talk, just let them dig in so to speak.

There was two minutes of this 4 on 1 ministration. They were getting more enthusiastic. It was starting to get to me and I started to lightly moan and breathe heavy. I timed another minute and cooed, "Not fair to bring me to this point and then stop." 

One said, "Let's go inside." 

I responded, "I can't. Not inside. You boys have to figure out how to do me right here or around the alley while somehow maintaining privacy. The whole world can't watch... maybe a couple is O.K. but not everybody." 

"Up on the stoop!" another cried. Two whisked me up the steps by the arms to the stoop, one pushed me down on my knees, and the fourth took his cock out and put it in my mouth. The other three stood around me to partially block public view though anyone walking or driving slow past had a good shot. I glanced to the side and saw my husband's van parked next door. He had a direct shot and with his professional zoom camera I was sure he was making me a video star. I hoped I was pleasing him. I sucked on #4 for three minutes and he started to gyrate and moan. 

I looked at him, "Do you want me to eat your cum or save it for my pussy?" 

"Finish me off. I might recover for seconds," he replied. 

I sucked some more and soon swallowed his load. Another pushed me down on all fours and a cock entered my soaked pussy. "Man, is she wet and tight. This is prime pussy," he announced to his buddies. 

"Glad you like it," I chuckled just before another cock entered my mouth. The one in my pussy pumped me long and hard. He gave the guys a play by play the whole time then exploded in me about the same time I swallowed another load. The 2nd guy came up and had me clean his cock as the 4th fucked me. Then the 1st, the first blowjob guy, was hard again in just 20 minutes and stuck it deep in my pussy. He became macho. 

"You like this big black cock in your cunt, don't you, white honky bitch?" 

Playing along, I turned my head and said, "I love it. Now see if your cock can match your talk." Everybody laughed. Everybody now included three more from down the block. While they were there to provide privacy I could see them salivating with big eyes as they waited their turn. Over the next two hours I fucked all seven – three twice – and blew all seven – right there on the small front porch. There had been a person or two who walked by and stopped briefly to peer through the picket fence of men with their dicks hanging out, but I didn't care. Then the men were spent.

I cooed, "That was super, guys. But I need more. Would a couple of you go down the block and round up another six or so who would like a piece of white ass?" They fell all over themselves trying to please. Soon eight hunks, all black, showed up. Having been told the deal two had their cocks out and were in my pussy and mouth in seconds. The other six lined up for their turn. Some I fucked on my back; some I rode. It was about the 4th of the new 8 that thought of my ass and reamed me there as everyone cheered and taunted me. Another two hours passed and I had fucked the 8 and blew 3 of them, plus 2 who returned from the first group for seconds... or was it thirds. I got up, went around and kissed all 15, patted their dicks, and said thank you.

To their surprise I walked (waddled really) 30 feet and climbed in a van, which took off. "By my count, including repeats, I was fucked 18 times and gave 10 blow jobs in less than five hours. Did I do O.K? Did I please you?" 

Ken asked, "Did you pick up any cash?" 

"No. Sorry. I'll try harder next time." 

He replied, "There's no problem that can't be fixed. Yes, you did a great job. Most of the time I had a great view of you getting pummeled by what, one white and 14 black cocks. Watching those cocks ram in and out of your pussy for four straight hours is really something." As we drove home I lay on his lap and sucked his cock. Just before we got home I could tell he was ready to cum. 

For fun I took his cock out of my mouth and jacked him off until he splattered cum all over my face and hair. "Nice shot," I chuckled. 

"Nice suck and jack off, my lovely slut whore of a wife," he chuckled back.

*************

It was the day of the colossal party and surprise gangbang we had set up for Dolly. She arrived at Joe's house right at 5pm. She was only loosely aware of what was going on, that she would probably be expected to screw or suck a couple of men. Ken was saving a surprise for her. Joe had three of his friends and Ken invited George and Jimmy. The biggie: Charley had 15 classmates. That's two dozen guys planning to fuck the tart, among other things. I'm sure some more than once. This is all a surprise to her. All of Charley's friends were sworn to secrecy, but knowing 18-year old boys, the chances that some in the school learn what a slut Dolly is, is certainly much greater than zero. On the other hand it probably won't matter as Ken has decided to post a few videos and lots of pictures of Dolly getting it on with innumerable men in innumerable ways on his web site in the near future. Today's activities and the web posting are designed by my diabolical husband to force her to turn totally into a complete subservient whore of his. I agreed with his plan and have worked hard to help Ken reach his goal with my friend, Dolly. With her looks and young body, not to mention her tight juicy pussy, she could be a very successful whore for my husband.

I had asked Ken where my mother was, knowing she was free today. He told me he decided to see what she could do on her own and was bar hopping or hanging out looking for a score. "She'll either get me a bunch of cash or you can help me spank her for a failure."

Ken welcomed Dolly in the entrance hall, had her chug 4 ounces of vodka, and told her that the first part is a surprise party and she was to be blindfolded. As he put on a very large and secure blindfold, he said that she was his guest of honor and he expected her to make a great effort to show off her stuff. "You're going to get screwed a couple of times and I'm going to watch closely and want you to show me how good you are, to please me." He walked her to the middle of Joe's massive living room. Charley and one of his friends removed all of her clothes while everyone else stayed perfectly quiet, which was the rule for the first couple of hours. The two lightly rubbed her body, twiddled her nipples and finger fucked her for a while. "Just to get you ready," Charley told her. In no time her nipples were taut, her pussy was soaked and she was breathing heavy – almost panting. Charley whispered in her ear, "You're really hot to trot, huh? I think you're ready for the games."

Ken and I then took over and laid her on her back on a large mattress we just dragged in with a large pillow under her hips. Charley was given the inaugural fuck. He crawled right on and shoved his dick in her pussy. "This will be the best part of the games," he said. While Charley fucked her, Ken had me tweak her nipples while he started the filming. In five minutes Charley had unloaded and said to Dolly, "More games coming right up." All of Charley's friends had been given numbers and as Dolly squealed softly, starting to realize what the game(s) might be, #2 started the sequence and fucked her like a rabbit. By #10 Dolly had totally figured out the game. Ten fucks in rapid succession along with her three orgasms were a good clue. 

Ken commented to Leo and me how impressed he was. "She has taken ten cocks and she seems to be really getting into it and not slacking off a bit. Hear her moaning and heavy breathing? She's not just lying there passively but wrapping her legs around the boy, digging into his back, and bucking back against the invading dick. And look at that juice still pouring out of her cunt. Amazing. I wonder if she's getting clues that the boys fucking her might have been sitting in a desk next to hers just yesterday...." 

It took 2-1/2 hours to get through all 16 schoolboys. Only 10 minutes per fuck including transfer time – not bad for 18-year olds not known for controlling their excitement but with good recovery powers. With over two hours to get through all of them there's no question about a second round. I served drinks and munchies to the men so they could really enjoy themselves in ringside seats at this fuck fest. This incredible specimen getting fucked over and over was indeed a thrilling sight. 

Ken went next to inaugurate her ass. He raised her legs back over her head and while he held her legs he had me guide his prick into Dolly's asshole. Ken would pump lightly and rotate his hips as I held and aimed his cock head at the bulls-eye of her ass. Dolly let out a grunt as my husband's cock popped her asshole and slid in. This was new to a number of the boys who gathered close to get a bird's eye view. Ken raved in her ear, "You have been fantastic. I could hardly ask for anything better. Now you and I are going to show everyone how well you take it in the ass, too." "Oooooohhh," Dolly replied. With his great control, my husband fucked her ass for 15 minutes, with an "Uuuggh!" coming from her in time with every hard thrust. Having lost all inhibitions she also pushed back with each thrust so her ass would meet his. As he came he cooed, "Here it comes my little whore, deep up your ass." She moaned in response.

Joe's friends alternated with Ken's buddies – six all told, two in her ass. All six took 90 minutes, making it last as long as they could. "Keeping a cock reciprocating is the best way to make a cunt happy and sore at the same time," Ken commented to me. The best, Joe's cock, over 4 inches thick with nearly a 14-inch girth and a more normal 6-inch length, came last. Two of his friends held her legs apart as Joe struggled to get his pole into her pussy. Dolly's moaning turned to more shrieking replete with expletives and gasping. That motivated Joe and he managed to keep her driven up a wall for 20 minutes. She had her 6th orgasm of the night as Joe withdrew.

Ken stood Dolly up and gave her a vodka tonic to sip. "It's time to unveil the surprise... let you see who I brought in to hump you." Ken removed the blindfold. Dolly, with surprise and a little horror gasped, "Oh! No! You said you wouldn't." Ken replied, "No, I said that unless you forced me to I would not tell the whole school. This is not the whole school. I wanted to see you fuck some of your classmates so some had to be told. But don't worry, they are bound to secrecy. To maintain that secrecy all you have to do is fuck the ones here whenever they want – as long as I approve... and I'm sure I will approve. All of this is what you agreed to, that you would fuck anybody I say. Isn't that correct?" 

"Yes,... correct," she mumbled, "but how do you know they'll keep secret?" 

"I'm pretty sure. But if they do happen to tell a couple of other boys how you fuck like a mink, I don't see the problem. To me it's just more boys that I can let get in your pants and that's a good thing. And besides I might have you on the internet before long. You're a big girl now. Quit whining about it!" Ken responded. 

He went on, "Just so you know, your sweet pussy taking all of those pulsating cocks was a beautiful sight. You fucked 'em all good... real good. I was pleased." Ken further directed, "Now get on your knees. Part two is equivalent to a stamina test of mine that both Barb and Brenda have passed. Now I'm going to test you. You won't let me down, will you," which was a command, not a question. 

"I'll try not to," Dolly said meekly. 

Ken continued, "I'm going to see if your mouth can fuck as long and as good as your cunt. The men are going to line up, come one by one, and you're going to give each one a blowjob. I want to see you sucking every cock with gusto and taking them as deep as you can in your throat. There is one twist: when they cum in your mouth – and you have to make every one cum – don't swallow but instead spit it in this cup at your side. You'll get a short break after every five blowjobs, but during the five there won't be more than 15 seconds when a cock is not in your mouth. Do you have it?"

"Uh huh," she mumbled.

"Be more clear. Say out loud that you understand completely and will do your very best to please me," Ken responded.

"I understand all of your instructions and will try hard to make you pleased," she replied loudly so all could hear.

"One last thing: most of the time I want you looking into their eyes. Men like that. And it makes your throat easier to get in deeper," Ken concluded. At 9:30 Dolly took the first dick in her mouth and continued to work on the first five. Ken was both commending her for good sucking and urging her on to get even better. The first guys to get blowjobs were the students. Being 18-year olds, Dolly was getting everyone off in about four minutes. Some of the taller boys figured out that when she was looking up to them they could stand directly over her and drive their dick in to the hilt like a pile driver. Some boys were also getting bolder and while waiting their turn would squeeze her tits, tweak her nipples, and taunt her. A few put their dick in one hand and whispered, "This is next. Get used to it." With her impressive diligence and their excitement, Dolly finished all 16 in 90 minutes including a couple of 5-minute breaks. At her side was a glass cup that had almost 8 ounces of cum.

"That was very good, "Ken commented. "Before you continue, you've been at it for over five hours and need some nourishment. Grab that cup and while everyone watches, drink it all down. Here's a spoon for any that has already dried." With just a brief look of apprehension, Dolly reached for the cup and, to the cheers of all, drank half the cum and spooned out the rest. Ken gave her another sip of her drink, "to wash it down good," and queried the boys, "Did you like her drinking all of your stuff?" A big cheer of assent went up.

"Now the rest," Ken announced. "You'll start with Leo to keep your mouth stretched." With wide eyes Dolly opened her mouth as wide as she could by herself and Leo's cock stretched it further as he shoved it in. Her mouth was stretched so far she could hardly bob her head or do sucking motions, so Leo face fucked her. That was a sight. With every thrust Dolly looked like a puffer fish and gagged. Her whole body actually oscillated; the fun taunts increased: "Give it to her, Leo." "Make the bitch take it all." With his stamina Leo kept it up for 15 minutes, adding his own taunts, "This'll make you the best cocksucker ever... How'd you like me to really pound this cock into your throat... I bet you'd like it if I face fucked you for hours, huh?..." Finally he pulled out. Dolly panted and whimpered as she spit his cum into the cup. Leo gave her a last taunt, "Next time I'll get a few more inches down you and see if you can suck and breathe at the same time... "

The next six, ending with my husband, got sucked off in about 45 minutes without an intervening break. Everybody gathered around as Dolly finished off the final couple of ounces of cum. She had been fucking or sucking virtually continuously for almost seven hours. Most impressive were the juices still dribbling from her pussy. Even with some of the 8 or so ounces of cum that got shot into her pussy still oozing out, it was clear her pussy was still putting out its own juice. Her thighs were coated down to her knees and there was a big puddle on the pillow. Also noticeable, if less impressive, was the hobbling and stumbling she did when she tried to walk.   

But Ken had one more job for her. Ken told her, "One grand finale. Crawl between my slut wife's legs and make love to her cunt until she cums." To the others he cried, "Does everyone want to watch a little woman on woman action?" Again loud cheers of assent. Dolly dragged herself over to me, gave me a brief smile and dove into my pussy. I used my hands on her head to keep her going. Ken gave the boys another offer, "Many of you probably have not seen a well-fucked cunt up close. Come on up and see what it looks like... all red and puffy – though in this cunt's case still juicy and tight." While Dolly ate me out the boys raised her bottom, spread her pussy lips and gave it a thorough inspection. That playing with her pussy made Dolly moan and whimper and eat me with more gusto. In 15 minutes I cummed all over her mouth.




Subservient One Ch. 05



"Did you all like girl eating girl?" Ken asked. After nods and loud yeses he added, "Let's see more. Dolly has the sloppy cunt and she needs the cleaning, so my wife is going to suck out her juices." He turned to me. "Get on the floor with Dolly sitting on your face to help it run out and lick every speck of her cunt juice and leftover cum you can find." To the others, "You've seen a fucked cunt. Now check out the difference from an unfucked cunt." Now, the boys did a thorough inspection of my pussy – a couple of my asshole – while Dolly sat on me and pressed her pussy against my mouth. I ate furiously, thankful Ken didn't recall the piss in the mouth routine since I'm sure Dolly had to go bad. I licked and ate for another 15 minutes. Dolly was cummed out and didn't add more juice and I was able to clean her pretty good. 

It was past midnight. Ken announced that I had prepared some snacks, sandwiches, and drinks for all to enjoy. He added, "Dolly and my wife will stay naked. If anyone wants a piece from either, feel free." To the 18-year olds he added, "You guys might want to do my wife. She's experienced, puts out for anybody that I tell her to, and might offer you some tips."

It was 2am when they started to straggle out. As Dolly left, Ken told her that she handled all of the cocks very well, in her cunt and down her throat; she was almost professional quality the way she fucked her classmates, and that he was pleased with her. He told her to rest her pussy for a couple of days, "then I'll have some more use for it." It was pushing 4am when Ken and I dragged ourselves home and left Joe to clean up. I might be off a little but I think Dolly served second rounds to eight. 

Ken asked about me. "Three of the boys tried me. They were lacking in skill but their exuberance was terrific. Leo wanted his friends to have a shot. 'If you do good the first time she'll fuck you anytime,' he told them. They were quite innovative. While one was humping my pussy the other two each had a leg and would yank me into the first with every thrust. I've never been fucked so hard. I was panting and sore after the three had their turn, but very satisfied with two orgasms of my own. I told them afterward anytime they wanted in my pants, just call." 

Ken replied, "Damn it. I was chatting with the boys and missed that... and you know how I hate to miss seeing you get ravished. Run back and get his three friends to come to our house tomorrow evening for a rerun. I really want to watch them pummel your cunt until it's sore. Watching you get fucked is the 2nd most enjoyable thing I do." 

I went to Joe's and returned to Ken in two minutes. "They'll be here tomorrow."

Ken continued, "I think Dolly did well and passed the tests. She screwed the last with nearly the same enthusiasm as the first. She got over the surprise of serving a ton of her classmates quickly. I wonder how she'll be sitting in class next to a bunch of boys that gangbanged her and will likely do it again soon.  And did you notice how tight and juicy she stayed? And how she handled the men and boys the same? In the next few days I think I can get her with some men and start to get money for her."  

"I agree," I said as we opened our door. "I think she'll be a good whore for you, and I'm so glad you're pleased and I could help. By the way, for a young'n, she's also a mean pussy eater." 

"You're a pretty good cunt licker yourself. You lick your girlfriend's cunt and your own mother's cunt equally well," he replied with a snicker. 

**********

The next evening Leo's friends showed up. Ken let them in. "Let's not waste time, guys. I want to watch you rape my wife. Rip her clothes off, throw her down, and fuck the shit out of her. If she gives you too much resistance, smack her. If you have it in you I want to see you fuck her cunt, ass, and mouth... as hard and for as long as you can." 

Like a flash they were on me. My buttons were popped, my clothes torn off, and I was thrown naked on the floor. One pulled my hair hard and hissed, "You're going to take us all, aren't you bitch?" He must have thought I was too slow to answer and he slapped me hard on my cheek. 

"Very good," my husband offered. 

"Yes, I'm going to take you all," I cried. For the next two hours I was mauled. They fucked my pussy with the same three-man trick as last night, yanking my pussy hard onto a cock with each thrust. They fucked my ass bang, bang, bang in succession. They kept my mouth filled. One innovative thing: I was hung upside down with my legs held by one bent over the shoulders of another which put my pussy just below his neck. The third stuck his cock in my mouth and face fucked me upside down by pulling on my ears and head. The second fucked my pussy with a large zucchini that Ken had graciously got for them. I heard him offer a baseball bat but they said zucchini was fine.

After they left Ken said, "That was great, honey. It really satisfied my craving. I can go now for 2 or 3 days before I need you to fuck more guys." Then he had me straddle him and ride his cock while he twiddled my tits. With his good control he challenged me by making me ride his cock for 30 minutes while he called me every dirty name in the book and explained how he was going to make me fuck more guys more often.

*************

Mom had come over that same afternoon. She reported that she came close to picking up a man but she didn't have anyplace to go; she didn't fuck anyone and got no money. Without a word Ken laid her over the sofa arm raised her skirt, pulled down her panties and pulled off his belt. He gave her ass about a dozen hard whacks. She yelped and started to cry. Then he gave me the belt and ordered, "You whack your mother's ass a few times." Then he sat her up sobbing. "Look, shit for brains. Take 'em in the alley as best you can. Or in a stall in the men's john. Or, if you have to, use your own fucking money and get a cheap hotel room. Or go to a park or a highway rest area where you can fuck 'em behind a bush. That might have more risk, but you have to take a little risk to get pricks in your cunt.  It ain't that motherfuckin' hard. Understand?" 

"Yes," she said while still sobbing. Ken, pissed off, went on, "And quit your goddamn crying or I'll give you something to cry about. Listen up! I want you to go out there again tonight and you'd better fuck at least two guys and get me some money for it. You're not dressed for it so you'll have to run home to get the right clothes. Tell you husband you just forget something. Tell him you forgot your whore clothes for all I care. ...Ha, if he says he doesn't understand just say, 'Oh, did I forget to tell you? I'm a two-bit whore now...' Just get back here sometime tomorrow with some cash for me and tell me you had two or more pricks in you. Now get your shit outta here."

Mom had no retort to Ken's tirade and she walked out the door like a whipped puppy, rubbing her sore ass. I followed her out and offered a few tips on getting johns. Oh, the irony! A daughter whispering to her mother how to be a good whore!

The next afternoon Mom returned looking really beat. Ken met her. "Do I have to get my belt out?" Mom handed him a twenty-dollar bill. Ken went on, "You look like hell. I hope you looked better last night. Tell us about it."

Mom began, "It started O.K. but turned out bad. I got a cheap room like you said and hung out in a nearby bar. Bars are not very sophisticated where cheap rooms are. I was sitting at a table sipping a drink and looking passive like Barb told me. It wasn't five minutes before a man got up from a table of guys, walked over to me, sat down, introduced himself as Jake, and bought me another drink. I told him I didn't need one just then. But he said yes you do then rattled off a couple of inane pickup lines about my beautiful face and nice ass. Within ten minutes he passed me $20, he had me down my drinks, and we headed for my room. 

"The hotel was like a maze and poorly lit. I unlocked the door, he escorted – pushed really – me in first. He followed. Within a minute three of his buddies appeared out of the shawdows, followed, and slammed and locked the door. They didn't wait. One ripped the buttons off my blouse and pulled it off. Another unfastened my skirt and pulled it off while a third yanked my panties off. Everyone thanked Jake for getting them a 'nice piece of ass,' threw me on the squeaky bed and the fourth, before I could say a word, had my wrists handcuffed to the bedposts. 

Then Jake tied this large rubber ball gag in my mouth, saying, "to not disturb the neighbors. But don't fret. I'll take it out when it's time to stuff your mouth with cock." Then while two mauled my tits Jake raised my ass and jammed what looked like 8" of cock in my pussy. He fucked me real hard, laughing all the time, for what seemed like 15 minutes. 

Another said, "C'mon, Jake. Time's up." Jake pulled out his dick, jacked it a bit, and came all over my stomach. Instantly, it seemed, a man had raised my ass further and rammed his dick in my asshole and fucked it for all he was worth. My tits were being tugged on and pulled and pinched terribly, but all of them kept up a conversation among them, commenting on my body and what to do next.

After the man shot his load deep in my ass, another produced a thick rope. "Before we fuck her more let's see how much she can take," he said and slammed the rope across my tits. He did it three more times, gave the rope to another and said, "You try." The next one landed four heavy swats directly on my nipples and I was screaming with pain through my gag. One said, "Shut the fuck up, bitch," and slapped me hard across the face. 

The third one with the rope had an idea. He had a guy grab my nipples and stretch them as taut as he could. Then he whipped the rope on my nipples from the top. God, that hurt and I couldn't help another scream. "I think that means she likes it," he said and repeated his blows on my stretched nipples three more times. Then one sat on my face and pulled my nipples the other way while one whipped the underside of my tits. Then one stood over me, pulled up my legs and they beat my ass and the backs of my legs for a good minute.

"Yeah! You did real good. Now lets fuck her some more," one said and I soon had one cock after another reaming my pussy. They rested and chatted like schoolboys for about 20 minutes. One asked, "Should we whip her again or fuck her again?" "Let's really fuck the bitch," came a reply. Quickly they removed my cuffs and gag, turned me over, and before I knew it I had a dick in my mouth, pussy, and ass. Soon I had cum hitting me in all three places. The fourth guy took over in my ass. The guy in my ass came forward and made me suck his cock clean. The guy that had his dick in my pussy now filled it with a beer bottle. He fucked me with the bottle giving a play-by-play broadcast as he did. Then I lost track. I was hurting so much and getting fucked so much I couldn't keep track. After 2-3 hours they dressed as I lay curled up on the bad with cum all over and in me. I muttered some invective. Jake laid a knife blade against my cheek. "You complain to anyone and we'll cut rows for planting all over you face, whore. And then maybe a clean slice across your beautiful neck." Then they all left.

"I went home after cleaning up as best I could in my cheap room." Mom looked at Ken with pleading eyes. "I did get you some money and I had way more than two pricks in me. Did I do good?" 

My husband answered, "You did O.K. You should've gotten way more than $20 for all of that. But you'll get smarter as you get more experience. Now thank me for the privilege of being my whore, crawl over here and give me a blowjob. Then go home to your cuckold husband and give him a blowjob, too. Barb, take my cock out for your mother." I unzipped his pants and took it out. Mom crawled over and sucked his cock for 10 minutes and swallowed his cum. She looked up and said, "Thanks for letting me be your whore," and left.

***************

In Ken's words:  

A few days later Dolly came over, dressed like I said. I took some publicity photos with her looking coquettish, showing cleavage and holding her bunched up skirt a little below her waist. We left in the van as Barb wished us luck. I was going to introduce her to putting out for strangers and maybe a little whoring. I had done more work on the van: installed one-way windows, a wall-to-wall mattress, some dim colored lights, and a spycam and recorder. As we drove, I explained, "I'm going to drive to a place that looks like it has opportunity. First it will be where boys around your age – as old as 20 and maybe as young as 15 or 16 or even less – hang out. You'll get comfortable in the back and I'll find you some cock. I'll get some who would like a piece of you and send them one at a time for 15-20 minutes with you in the back of the van. You give them a blowjob or fuck the crap out of them – whatever they say, and make it good for them. I'll choose at the time if I want to make 'em pay me. One last thing: while doing these guys, look in their eyes as you did the other night, and secretly look lovingly into the spycam in the corner of the ceiling. I want anyone who might someday view these videos to see a smiling face of a girl who's happy getting humped. Also be vocal – men like it and it adds to the video."

"How do I be vocal?" she queried

"Moan and grunt a lot. Use dirty words and tell them how great their cock feels... what great fuckers they are... how your pussy loves their cock..." I replied. 

"Are you planning to put this on the internet?" she asked plaintively.

"It's for me to watch later. You're doing this because I love to watch you give your cunt to guys... and I can't be in the van while you do," I answered, though not completely.

I pulled into a strip mall with a pizza shop and video game place where high schoolers and others hung out. I casually walked over to a group. After letting things settle I struck up a conversation with a couple of lads. One was 19 the other 15. I thought, "Man! If I can get video of Dolly humping a 15-year old I can blackmail the shit out of her and she'll be mine forever." I casually asked if they'd been getting' any. Then if they wanted a piece of tail from a hot chick from a rival school. I showed her pictures and they quickly lost all demeanor. "I got a deal tonight. She's worth $50-100 a go, but you guys can have her for $10 each."

They both gave me ten. The older guy headed for the van, opened its side door, hopped in and closed the door behind him as Dolly hit the recorder switch. Fifteen minutes later he returned, still zipping his pants, and told his buddy what a hottie she was – "fucks like a mink!" The 15-year old couldn't wait and jogged to the van. Fifteen minutes later he, too, was back. "She sucked on my dick for a couple of minutes then stuck my dick in her pussy herself," he exclaimed to his older buddy.

They didn't have anybody else to suggest so I just hung around with little success. I saw a guy who looked much older – 20 to 21 maybe – who was pretty much keeping to himself. I approached and made my sales pitch. "It sounds great, mister, but I'm down on my luck just now and can't afford $10. Besides I don't like paying whores," he said. "I like helping out," I replied, "Tell you what... forget the ten... just go help yourself to whatever you want... on me. Then you won't be paying a whore but just banging a juicy piece of ass." He smiled, thanked me, and headed for the van. He was gone for 30 minutes. "That made my day," he said when he returned, "She's the hottest bitch I've had in a long time."

The next hour was unfruitful. I decided to head for home via a short stretch in Interstate. Dolly was back in the front seat lightly jacking me off like I told her when I pulled into a rest stop. We hung around the facilities watching the people come and go. One man looked promising. I asked him for a light and struck up a 2- or 3-sentence conversation. Then I boldly struck, "For $20 how'd you like to take my girl behind those wind breaker bushes and have your way with her, for as long as you want, while I keep watch for you?" He eyed Dolly up for a moment and said, "Deal!" He handed me a twenty, grabbed her hand and led her behind the bushes. I occasionally heard rustling, squealing, moaning and quiet talking for damn near an hour. They returned. Dolly looked beat. Her blouse was torn and her tits were hanging out. The man had hold of one tit and was leading her back with it. 

"Can't cover her tits with her torn clothes; hope you don't mind," he said. 

I answered, "No problem. She likes to show off her tits." 

He went on, "This is one hot piece of ass you have here. I screwed all three of her holes, licked her clit until she came, and then jacked off in her face. Thanks, pal." As Dolly came into the dim light I saw her cum splattered face.

Dolly and I walked back to the van paying no heed to the stares her tits and face were getting. We returned home so Dolly could clean up. "It went pretty good for the first night of stranger fucking and whoring," I told Barb. Just before Dolly left I commanded, "Come over her so my wife can watch as you suck me off." She got on her knees, pulled out my cock, and, as Barb watched from six inches away, gave me a very good blowjob. After I cummed down her throat I told her, "You can go now. I'll call and let you know the next time. Be ready." Barb bent over and licked the remaining juice off my cock. "You keep getting me women like Dolly to fuck and I'll let you suck my cock anytime," I chuckled.

*************

Still in Ken's words:

I came up with a new plan and had Brenda come over one mid-week evening dressed in her 'fuck me' outfit. We took the van to a large truck stop on the edge of town. I made Brenda recite an introduction for the camera:

"Hi. I'm Brenda. For anyone watching this, I'll fuck anybody in sight. Tonight my handler is going to see how many truck drivers I can fuck in one night and see how much money he can get for giving me to them. If you want to watch me satisfy hopefully a lot of men, stay tuned."

I parked in a place a little off the main lot, grabbed the pictures I took of Brenda (different from Dolly's – Brenda was nude and playing with her nipples in a couple), and headed for the main lot. After stopping at a few cabs I finally got a response, and as soon as he saw the picture of Brenda playing with herself, he flipped me $20 and took off for the van. Then successes got frequent. After less than an hour of rounding guys up, there was a crowd of about a dozen standing around the van shooting the shit, enjoying a smoke and passing around a couple of pints. I went into the restaurant and ordered a sandwich and coffee. I ate the sandwich then nursed two coffees for 90 minutes. I went outside and there were 3 still waiting, and I joined them.

"How's it going?" I inquired, just after one got out with a big smile and zipping his pants, and another hopped in.

One replied, "Everyone has great reports about the bitch inside. They say she'll do anything and is good at it. One problem, though: I've been here for almost two hours, and when I get in I won't be able to find her pussy for all the cum that's plastered on it." 

"Good point," I replied and gave them ten dollars back. I continued, "Ya know you can double up and save time. Both go in the same time, one for pussy and the other for either mouth or ass. She's a good cocksucker but also has a tight sweet ass, and likes getting it up there."

After a few minutes a man staggered out and the two remaining went in. They were inside 20 minutes, I guess getting their money's worth for the long wait. After they returned to their rigs, I jumped in and Inspected her cunt. There was cum all over it and on her thighs. I told her, "You finally did pretty good. The men said that you were a decent fuck." 




Subservient One Ch. 05



She was worn out and starry-eyed but managed an apologetic reply, "They came so fast I wasn't able to clean up between them." 

I was impressed. Her words meant that she is personally invested in trying to be a good slut and whore for me. I added, "You did good. You've risen above two-bit whore class and are at least a $10 whore. I'm pleased with you tonight." She returned a faint smile. 

I ordered, "Get in the front and lets go... and jack me off as I drive." We headed home. "Faster and tighter," I commanded. She sped up her jacking and when we were still two miles from home I shot my wad on the steering wheel and dash. As we pulled into the drive I gave final instructions, "Get yourself a drink and get cleaned up. Then clean up the van... change all the covers and make it spotless. Clean my cum off the steering wheel and dash with your tongue. When you finish Barb and I want some entertainment. We'll watch you masturbate on the floor until you cum. Then make love to your motherfucking daughter's muff. Then you can go home."  "Or, if you're still horny I could fuck you with my baseball bat," I laughed.

We went in. Brenda got her drink, chugged it down, and headed for the washroom. I told Barb, "The bitch actually did pretty good. She took on 12 to 15 men with little fuss over a couple of hours. Her fucking made me close to $300. I admitted to her she is no longer a two-bit whore but now a $10 whore. If we do this right I could get $3000 to $5000 a month out of her, maybe more because I could get $50 per fuck easy but I won't tell her that – I want her to keep thinking she is nothing but a low-life cum bag slave. Now fix me a drink. When the cum bucket is through cleaning the van, including the jism I deposited from her jacking me off on the drive home, she's going to masturbate for us then dive her face into your pussy and eat you out. I love to watch a daughter fucker actually fucking her daughter."

In Barbara's words:

As I watched mom play with her clit and finger fuck herself, then bury her face in my pussy, I was thinking where we were. My mother was 100% my husband's slut and whore. She would do anything for him no matter how inconvenient, risky or degrading. Even better, she liked it. Ken was losing interest in fucking mom himself or even watching while she fucks others. I think Ken could whore mother out twenty nights a month and she would relish it. Mom was even becoming less concerned about Dad finding out. If he does, in the back of my mind I still suspect Ken is thinking of using me to mollify dad somehow but I can't dwell on that.

Dolly was not quite as compliant and docile as mom, but pretty close. She will do all my husband tells her to with only an occasional hesitation. I know that Ken can correct that with just a few whippings. Dolly has the advantage over mom in that she is younger, a little better looking mostly because of her youth, a tighter and juicier pussy that men love, and greater stamina. While mom can last, Dolly could probably fuck or suck double what mom could do in one day, and could get 24 with a snap of Ken's fingers – though the schoolboys couldn't pay what Dolly could get with other men. Ken thinks he can get $100 a fuck minimum, maybe $500 call girl class. 

Different from mom, Ken will continue to screw Dolly a lot, and watch his friends take her for his own enjoyment. The only downside might be that I have to keep myself obedient and desirable. I wouldn't want my husband to prefer fucking Dolly over me. 

The next big thing is how we handle whatever reaction comes from finishing editing all the recordings and posting a ton of videos and images of mom and Dolly on the internet. Ken thinks they are worthy enough that and, other than a few promos, he'll put them behind a paywall and mitigate the hits. But there will still be hundreds of thousands of men and women viewing long videos of mom and Dolly being as dirty and slutty as anybody can – smiling happily for the camera as a cock pummels their ass for example.

Tonight I'll suck his cock like the expert I am and fuck him like a mink all night long. And I'll remind him that I always have and always will do what he tells me to – anytime, anyplace, with anyone, in any position. I'll seduce and procure other girls for him to fuck. I'll help with all the activities that he's involved in. And that I'm Number One.





To be continued, maybe...



Subservient One



I got dressed – more or less – gathered up the garden tools and headed for the back yard. I had finished the weeding and started the mowing when Ken came out with a cold lemonade laced heavily with vodka. "Time for a break. I saw some movement in our neighbor's window and I suspect somebody is enjoying your show. Take 15 minutes, sit in the recliner with your legs pointed toward our neighbor and relax with your drink. We can both imagine how you're getting our neighbor excited. Then finish the mowing – I bet your tits bounce pretty good pushing the mower – and come in and let me know so I can inspect your work." I did as instructed, sprawling for maybe a half hour on the recliner while slightly shifting my legs and my short skirt. I saw no curtain movement. I then resumed mowing.

Unbeknownst to me, shortly after I started my backyard chores, a friend of Ken's from work, George, stopped by to share a quick beer and go over some job items. While spending much of their time in the family room downing beers and talking work, Ken did show George me in the backyard. He watched as I bent over weeding, rested and squirmed on the recliner, and bounced my tits behind the mower. "Is she great or what?!?" Ken exclaimed to George who replied, "Fantastic! I hope you don't take offense but I would like to have a piece of that!" "No offense received. One never knows...," Ken laughed.

I finished mowing and went inside to report to Ken. "I'm done, honey," I announced as I walked into the family room. I stopped short when I saw six empty beer cans strewn about. "What is all this?" I asked. He explained about George stopping by. "You mean he was here while I was outside topless? Did he see anything?" I inquired. Ken answered, "Of course. I showed you off to him and we both admired your work through the kitchen window. George was very impressed.... said he would really like to get into your pants." "What did you say?" I asked quizzically. "I just told him that I was not offended.... in fact I was appreciative that he admires my wife. I like to see other men drool over you, sweetie. And you should not be surprised; the more you tease and make men want you, the more pleased and proud I am." he replied.

Sunday afternoon Ken informed me that George would stop by so they could finish their work and maybe have a few beers. He also, as always, told me what to wear: A very short hot pink mini skirt with black bikini panties, a white sheer tight shirt unbuttoned halfway with a black push-up bra, pink lipstick and flowing hair, and – this was different – four-inch heels. He wanted George to see just how sexy I was.

George arrived about 5pm. As he came inside he exclaimed, "Wow! You look stunning today, Barbara!" I thanked him for the compliment. They sat down and spread work papers on the coffee table. "Babe, would you bring us a couple of cold beers and something to munch on?" Ken asked. I brought them the beer and Ken said that I got beer from the front and should go get colder beers in the back of the fridge. He said it pleasantly but with a caustic squint in his eye. I said "sorry," picked up the beers and walked back to the kitchen. George ogled my ass intently as I walked and whispered to Ken with a chuckle, "Looks like two boys fighting under a blanket." When I returned with colder beers Ken said, "Don't be sorry, hon. No problem. Besides it gave George a chance to salivate watching your sexy walk."

The two continued to pour over their work papers and discuss the job, though ordering more beer was getting more frequent. After a while the papers got less attention and they chatted like two men having a good time. George did a lot of talking to Ken but while looking at me. Finally Ken noticed and asked, "Like what you see there, George?"

He replied, "Man! Again if you don't mind me saying so, Barbara is the hottest thing I've seen in a long time."

"Of course I don't mind," Ken said to George, then turned to me, "Barb, honey, George thinks you're really hot but has to keep stealing glances. Come over and let him have a close look." I walked over in front of George and slowly turned around. "Whaddaya think?" Ken asked.

"Wow! She is somethin' else!" George gushed.

Ken went on, "Does she look as good to you as she did yesterday working in the yard?"

"Well, yes, I think so. It's not exactly the same, though," George added.

"He's right," Ken said to me, "Make it the same. Yesterday we could see your tits. Today we should see your tits. Remove your shirt and drop it on the floor. Then unhook your bra, take it off, and hand it to George." This was a new scenario but I had learned the hard way not to question. Plus I could tell from the excitement in his face and the bulge in his pants that this was pleasing Ken so I was in agreement. I unbuttoned my blouse, pulled it out of my waistband and off my shoulders and dropped it on the floor. I then reached behind my back but struggled with the high up clasp. "Have George help," Ken offered. George walked behind me and unclasped my bra. He returned to his seat as I pulled my bra off and handed it to him, with my bare tits just inches from his face. Ken continued, "To get a complete comparison you can't just look at them, George. Feel 'em. Feel how firm but malleable they are. Feel how her button nipples grow. Slap them up and down so they bounce like when she was mowing."

George played with my tits and I remained bent over in front of him. I was still trying to understand exactly what was happening, but George's massaging my tits and tweaking my nipples was starting to get all of my attention. When he put his lips on a nipple and gently bit on it I was a goner. "O.K." Ken interrupted, "Give us your official rating.... is today better than yesterday?" Ken came up behind me, reached around and grabbed a tit in each hand and asked George, "Do these look better today close up?"

"Damn straight!" George answered and resumed pinching the nipples of my tits that Ken was holding for him.

"Still want in her pants? Still want a piece of her ass?" Ken asked.

"Damn straight, again!"

Ken chuckled, "You ought to be sure. Take her skirt off to see if she has panties on that you want to get into." George abandoned my nipples and undid my skirt and pulled it down my legs. Without thinking I lifted my legs to make my skirt easier to get off. Soon I was standing in my heels and bikini panties.

"Yeah, buddy, I would really like to see what's inside these panties," George declared.

"Then take 'em off," Ken responded. George removed my panties, again with my assistance. Ken continued, "Go ahead. Check out her pussy to make sure it is what you really want. She how hot she is getting." George touched my pussy lips, slipped two fingers inside, and pulled my ass closer with his other hand. My husband simultaneously went back to teasing my nipples. For the first time in my life I not only had another man feeling my pussy, but had four men's hands on me at the same time. The excitement of the newness was too much and I came after being finger fucked for less than two minutes. Their ministrations kept on right through my orgasm and I was headed for different world when Ken whispered in my ear, "I want to watch him fucking you."

Ken laid me down on the family room carpet and put a sofa pillow under my ass as George freed his cock. It gave me pause: it looked close to two inches longer than Ken's – and quite a bit thicker. "Don't worry," Ken said, "I'll help you get every last bit of his cock up your cunt." George crawled between my legs to my propped up ass and pussy and started working his cock into me. Ken grabbed my ass and pushed it forward toward his cock with each thrust. As it slipped inside I thought I was going to burst, but it felt great – very little pain and that for just a few seconds. George began to rock me and I quickly started on my second orgasm. Ken whispered to me, "You look fantastic with cock in you," and to George, "Try to make it last as long as you can; the longer I can watch her getting fucked the better I like it. But while keeping control try to slam your cock hard and deep in her cunt."

George was banging me hard and deep. My whole body was jerked along the floor and my moaning was accompanied with loud synchronized, "UUH! UUH! UUH! UUH!" each time George thrust into me. And it felt like his dickhead was pushing all the way into my uterus. I came three times during the ten minutes or so George pounded me. Ken video recorded the first few minutes and got great shots of George's back with my legs wrapped around his pistoning ass, my hands digging into his back and my contorted smiling face and glassy eyes looking dreamily into the camera lens. Then Ken kept up a steady stream of dirty talk encouragements and coaching: "Way to cum, sweetie." "C'mon. Fuck him good. He's a friend of mine and I want to see you thrusting your cunt at his cock." "You're the best fucker in the world." "I can see his cock stretching your pussy. Can you feel your pussy being stretched by his giant cock?" "Do you like big cocks banging your cunt?" "Grind your pussy into him." "Take all of his cock." "You really know how to fuck and treat a cock." "You are making me so hot!" "I love watching cock pumping your pussy." I can't wait to fuck you myself." 

Finally George exploded in my pussy. But his cock took up so much room most of his jism spurted out of my pussy around his shaft. Ken had me scoop up the cum on the carpet and eat all I could and to clean George's massive cock of any remaining cum and my pussy juices. That felt like eating an Idaho potato whole but I managed. The men wanted a couple of beers for the road and had me serve them wearing only my high heels, the glow in my cheeks, and smile on my lips. I did have a little trouble in my heels as my legs were bowed and quite wobbly, but managed. Eventually George took off with a parting from Ken, "Come back and do it again sometime."

Ken had to relieve his hard-on and had his clothes off and was fucking me on the floor within two minutes after George left. It was too soon for me after my three orgasms with George but was glad I could get Ken off. We nibbled on our dinner, both naked as jaybirds except for my heels, and then watched some TV. It wasn't long before Ken got another hard-on. "Ooooo! Can I have more of that?" I asked. Ken purred, "I'm going to have to fuck you a hundred times before I get over the excitement of watching you and George." He put me on my hands and knees and fucked me doggie style for over 10 minutes. I came twice and was losing count of my orgasms. A couple of hours later we went to bed and fucked again – slowly and for a long time. Ken told me that he has not been as hot as he was watching me. "I'm going to have you take cock a lot as I watch. Big and small cock; long and short cock; thick and thin cock..... Jesus, I can't stand it!" and he finished our fuck by pounding me hard and lightning fast. We noisily climaxed together. I cooed, "I'll do anything that gives you pleasure. Just tell me what, where, and when." We drifted off to sleep, totally spent and completely satisfied.

The next Saturday afternoon George stopped by again – this time with no pretext but for the sole purpose of fucking me while Ken watched. We sipped strong vodka and orange juices. Ken and George carried on a conversation as if I wasn't there about fucking me and my capabilities and attributes: the size and structure of my tits, the sensitivity of my nipples, how my pussy expanded, the color and matte of my cunt hairs, how wet I got when hot, how much cock I could take up my pussy or down my throat, and the contraction ability of my cunt muscles. They were very complimentary which pleased me, but had some doubt about control of my cunt muscles which gave me pause.

When the drinks were gone Ken told me to perform a slow strip tease. George watched me as he sat on the sofa and Ken video recorded all of it. I made some dancing movements to the music Ken had turned on, but mostly I slowly took clothes off, starting with my blouse then my belt and skirt. I stood close to George and gyrated my hips as I removed my bra and shook my tits in his face, and slipped out of my panties and did a bump and grind with my bare pussy. Ken then told me to undress George and run my lips over his cock to get it hard. By the time it was free his cock was already pretty stiff but I kissed it anyway. Ken told me to tell his cock – not him – that I loved it, and take it in my mouth and suck on it. Ken was getting a close-up of my mouth stuffed with George's massive cock but not much more than the head. As Ken continued to record the action he told George, "Straighten her head and see how far down her throat you can force your cock." This made me anxious and a little afraid. His nine-inch cock had to be close to two inches wide and I thought could kill me depending on how much force he used to impale his cock on my throat. But Ken got some good video of the fear in my face as George's cock stretched my mouth and pushed deeper into my throat.

Ken led us to the bedroom, had George lie on his back and told me to straddle him and ride his cock. He told me he wanted to see my pussy come up to the very tip of his cock and drive down until my pubic hairs meshed with his with his full nine inches stuffing me. I fucked him like this for about five minutes with Ken getting it all on tape. I finally became accustomed to the monster in my cunt and got into fucking him hard and deep as Ken had told me to. The feeling of fullness and the tingling his cock gave my pussy walls and clitoris was driving me into seventh heaven. I got a glowing look of sheer bliss on my face but managed to smile coyly into the camera, which Ken really appreciated. "That's what I like to see," he said, "Some man fucking the shit out of you and you smiling about it." Another three minutes and George loudly coated my entire pussy with his milky cum.   

Ken said to me, "That was great, Barb. Remember that.... That's how I'll expect you to fuck. Now get us a couple of beers before George has to leave." Ken and George shared a couple of beers for 15 minutes before George left. During that time Ken gave me a straight vodka and had me go work on my tan bare naked on the patio recliner – with my pussy pointed at our neighbor's window. 

I lay there for a couple of hours after George left, and saw no movement in the window the whole time. Then Ken came out on the patio with a young man behind him. "This is Jimmy also from work. I invited him over so I could watch him fuck you, too. But he wants his cock sucked first. So let him lie on the recliner, put his cock in your mouth and show him what a super cock sucker you are." I went to work on Jimmy's cock. It was getting dark but still possible for our neighbor, if even there, to get a good view of my ass pointed at him (or her? or them?) as my head bobbed up and down on a cock.

After I swallowed what was very sweet-tasting cum, Ken had me serve everybody drinks and we lolled around the patio. Ken told Jimmy, "Whenever you're ready, help yourself to a piece of Barbara's ass. In the meantime feel free to do whatever you want with her.... or have her do anything you want." In 45 minutes the sun was setting and Jimmy asked Ken, "I'm almost ready. Could I get Barbara to wake up my cock with her mouth?" Ken turned to me, "Give him a hard-on, hon. Then fuck 'im." I straddled Jimmy again and sucked on his cock for 2 to 3 minutes to get it super hard. I then rode him like I had George a few hours earlier, letting him relax and just enjoy the sensation as I did all the work pumping my pussy up and down over his cock. I reached down and placed his hands on my tits to give both of us some added feeling. Following my blowjob it took Jimmy almost 15 minutes before he started to moan and his balls stiffened. I cooed at him, "I hope you're going to give me all your cum.... I want your cum in my pussy." He answered the call. 

Ken told me to clean off his cock and for me to stay naked but let him get dressed so he could leave. After Jimmy left Ken stuck a couple of fingers in my pussy and said, "You got a lotta cum in there, babe. Don't waste it all. Lay down just in case our neighbor is looking for a beaver shot, finger fuck yourself for a few minutes, and try to scoop out some cum and eat it." I might have seen a curtain move this time but it was getting dark and couldn't tell for sure. I managed to get a couple of finger scoops of juice. Ken mumbled something about making plans for tomorrow. We went in, had a sandwich, and then went to bed. Ken gave me a long slow 25-minute fuck and told me how satisfied he was with my effort to please him. I felt a contented glow as pleasing my husband was my primary goal. It also seemed like there could be some side benefits to my doing what Ken wanted: I might get all the cock any woman could want. Of course Ken's cock would be the best since he's my love. But cock is cock. 

The next evening, Sunday, Ken dressed me in a light green blouse that was two sizes too small, a tight brown leather micro-mini skirt that was six inches above the knee, black bra and bikini panties, 4-inch black heels, flowing hair, and deep red lipstick. I have to admit my get-up made me feel exceptionally sexy. "I like watching my friends fuck you," Ken said. "But tonight I want to see strangers to fuck you. It'll make me hot watching strange cock pounding your pussy and your pussy pounding back." We drove to a lounge that was part of an upscale hotel that Ken said was popular with businessmen flying into the city Sundays for work that week. "Businessmen with maybe big cocks," he added. 

We got a table near the outside wall and ordered double-strength screwdrivers and a shrimp platter. The lounge started to fill up with 80% men, and a small quiet combo started playing. We were halfway through our second screwdriver when a well-dressed man that looked about 30 came over and asked me to dance, "If you don't mind," he said to Ken. "Ken replied, "Not at all." I strolled onto the dance floor. He said his name was David, and we danced. He held me tight but his hands didn't wander. At the end of the dance we thanked each other. He asked if it would be all right if he asked me again. I told him I would like that. I added, "Come join us for a drink if you want."

After 15 minutes David returned drink in hand, and Ken graciously invited him to sit down. After a couple of minutes David again asked Ken if he could dance with me. Ken said, "Please do. I can't dance but I like Barbara to have fun and I like watching her dance." David and I got up and as we were heading to the dance floor Ken added, "Also it's O.K. if your hands wander a little." David held me tight again and asked what my husband meant by his comment. 

"He doesn't mind if my dance partner lets his hands roam a bit," I replied.

"Like this?" he asked as his hand dropped down on my ass and began a little squeezing and rubbing.

"I think that is permissible," I whispered

"How about this?" he asked as he pulled our outstretched arms into our chests and let his hand roam over my tit.

"That, too," I laughed.

His hand was now massaging my tit heavily and tweaking my nipple through my blouse. "But there's not much more we can do on a public dance floor," he offered.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked

"I have a room that would give us more privacy, though my business partner might be there," he answered.

"Let's go see," I intoned as I led him back to our table. "Ken, babe, David wants to dance where it's more private. Would you mind watching me dance with him in his room?"

David did a double take but before he could react Ken had dropped some bills on the table and we headed for the lobby. "Lead the way," he said to David. Drinks in hand David let us in his 4th floor hotel room. The TV was on. David said, "Dick, we're going to use the room as a private dance floor if you don't mind." Without hesitation Dick turned off the TV and got some music on the piped-in stereo.




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Ken wasted no time. "If you want your hands to roam, it's better without this," he said as he unbuttoned and removed my blouse. "I'll say!" exclaimed David. He pulled me tight, grabbed my ass with one hand and placed the other on my tit. In just a few seconds he had pulled my bra above my tit and was handling the bare flesh. He leaned down to kiss me. I jammed my lips against his, sucked in his tongue, and caressed his mouth with my tongue as his hands became more insistent – one pinching and pulling my nipples hard, the other rubbing between my ass cheeks. Still the opportunist, Ken mumbled, "...and without this, too," unzipped my skirt and began pulling it off. Without thought I raised my legs to help Ken remove my skirt. Within three minutes of entering the room I stood in David's grip with only heels, panties, and half of a bra on me. That was all it took for David to throw my bra on the floor and bury his face in my tits. Ken turned to the other guy, "Dick is it? There's one more superfluous piece on her. Why don't you do the honors?"

Dick came over, knelt down and rolled my panties off. His face was in line with my bush. It occurred to me a Dickhead was inches from my pussy. Dick finger fucked me and I was pouring out cunt juice and moaning loudly. Ken suggested to me, "Tell David what you want." I broke my kiss and said to David, "I want you to fuck me. I want your cock in my cunt. Please fuck me in front of my husband." David led me to the bed and in a much gruffer voice told me, "Get on your hands and knees. I want you doggie style." I did as he said and Ken started taking pictures with his I-phone. David slipped his cock into my pussy with ease. He started banging the base of his cock against my ass and I started whimpering. Ken chuckled, "Dick, if you go to her head she can have a cock in her cunt and a dick in her throat at the same time." Soon I was sucking on Dick's dick as David was pounding me harder and harder. Ken was getting some good photos. I smiled as best one could with a mouthful of dick when he snapped pics of my facial expression.

David must have been hot to trot. He bellowed and came in me in less than five minutes. I took the initiative from Ken and hollered, "I need more cock. Dick, get your cock in my cunt... fuck me as hard as you can. David, stick your cock in my mouth and let me clean it for you." This gave Ken another set of pictures but with different cocks in different holes. Ken commanded me, "Finger fuck his asshole while you clean his cock." I gave him a surprised look. He continued, "Just do it!" I hesitated then reached around and slid my index finger in David's asshole and finger fucked him with it. "Ooooohhh Baby," he responded.

Dick's cock was fatter than David's and was giving me heightened sensations. I had a royal orgasm two minutes into his fucking; I had to back off David for a second so I could screech. Dick fucked through my orgasm, and I guessed he was getting close. I offered dirty encouragement. "Fuck me!" "Fuck me harder!" "Ram that cock all the way up my cunt!" "Fuck me you mother fucker!" "Give it to me!" "Give me your cum!" He did just that; he came like a geyser adding a load of jism to David's.

As Dick pulled out he murmured, "Jesus H. Christ! I've never had a piece of ass this good!" Ken then told me to finish David, "Lick your finger clean. Then turn him around, spread his ass cheeks and give him a rim job – lick his asshole good and clean." I gave Ken another very surprised look. "That's the second time you hesitated. Do what the fuck you're told... and do it now!" Ken ordered. I quickly licked and sucked my finger off then pressed my mouth against David's asshole. With my tongue I licked his asshole, ran it around the edges, and even pushed it inside a little. This was all new and I didn't know what to make of it. But I knew it's what Ken wanted so I did it as best I knew how. 

Ken declared, "Thank you gentlemen. We appreciate the fucks. We have to get going, so my slut wife has to put some clothes on. She's a dirty slut and probably prefers to walk through the lobby bare-ass naked – but that'll have to wait. We'll leave her panties and bra for you to keep as souvenirs." Ken helped me with my blouse and skirt. We walked out and drove home. Ken took the long way and had me take his cock out and give him a blowjob with my barely covered ass in the air as we drove. That drew a couple of appreciative air horn blasts from 18-wheelers. I was feeling real slutty and it felt pretty good. I swallowed a tremendous load of his cum just as we pulled in the driveway.

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The next Sunday evening we went out again to a hotel and lounge. With very little difficulty Ken got me three men. Between the four of them I had a cock in either my pussy or my mouth for most of three hours.

Wednesday night as we were getting ready for bed Ken told me it was time I got introduced to having a cock up my ass. I was a little nervous but Ken was gentle, lubing me up and inserting his cock slowly. There was a fair amount of pain but Ken told me there was supposed to be some pain – "Masters enjoy giving pain and subservient sluts should want some pain if it pleased their owners." However the pain soon subsided and the sensation in my asshole was a lot better than I would have thought. I came within a minute of his blasting my rectum with his cream and I felt very pleased: another hole I can put a cock in and please my husband with.

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Ken told me this Saturday was going to be very special and move my submission up a notch. He told me to wear a tight sweater and a loose short skirt with no bra or panties, flats, heavy red lipstick and hair in a ponytail. "I'm going to put you in a cocksucking marathon," he informed me. "This is a real test I have so you can prove that you are a good wife and slave, and will do anything I say – anything at all for my pleasure – without question or hesitation."

Saturday I dressed as told. We had double martinis and hopped in the car around 6pm. Ken brought his video cam and case with a large battery pack. We stopped in a private club on the outskirts of town, went in without having to pay, and quietly sipped on another drink sitting at the bar. Most of the customers were men who spent much time ogling me and, it seemed, winking at Ken. At 6:45 we left the club after finishing our drinks, drove to a remote section of town and parked in an Adult Bookstore lot. This was the first time I was in such a place. It had racks of cellophane wrapped magazines with covers showing every kind of mostly naked women in real nasty poses. There was also a large counter case with all kinds of sex toys and equipment and a wall behind the case with books and posters. There was about a dozen or so men browsing the magazines but keeping a corner of their eyes on me, the only female. Ken had me look at some of the magazine covers, including some on bottom shelves that I had to bend over to see. He told me that when I stood up I was to look around and make brief eye contact with a guy if I could. I wasn't aware that as I glanced ever so quickly at a man, Ken gave him a wink.

After 15 minutes of browsing the merchandise Ken said we should check out the private movie booths. He got a bunch of tokens at the counter and we walked through a curtained doorway into a long dimly lit corridor. There were four or five men loitering in the corridor and on both sides were doors that led to small rooms with movie sounds coming from some. We entered one at the end of the corridor. It looked about 8 x 8 feet with a very dim light on the ceiling, a bench in the middle, and a TV screen of sorts on the back wall. Ken said this is like going to a private theater and watching movies. He put a few tokens in the TV machine and it immediately came to life. With no introduction there was a video of a big-titted blonde getting fucked doggie style by a giant of a black man with another big black man feeding her mouth his cock. A third man was off to the side acting as cheerleader. "Wow!" I exclaimed. "Thought you would like it," Ken said as he kissed me and pinched a tit through my sweater. I sat on the bench to watch the video. Ken unpacked his camera equipment which included the battery pack, a small stand and a small light bar.

I hadn't watched more than three minutes when I heard a rustling, turned, and saw a cock poking through a hole in the wall. "What?!?" I exclaimed. Ken explained, "That's called a glory hole. Guys stick their cocks through it if they think someone on the other side might suck it. That's why we are here. I'm going to watch and record you suck every cock that comes through the hole. Here are the rules. Before sucking a cock hold it in your hand and look into the camera with an appreciative smile. Then suck it off until it blasts cum in your mouth. You should swallow it all and not let any spill on the floor. Then thank the man for letting you suck him off... maybe ask him to tell his friends." He continued, "Sometimes you could turn around and stick the cock in your pussy and fuck it instead of sucking it, but tonight were going to suck, not fuck... at least until later. Now get on your knees and get started as soon as the camera starts up."

I knelt, held the anonymous cock on my cheek as I smiled into the camera and then started bobbing my head on it. As I sucked the cock "Oooooooo. Aaaahhhh." could be heard from the other side of the wall. It took only three minutes to get a load of cum, and the stranger withdrew his cock. "Thank you, and tell your friends," I said to the hole in the wall. I waited on my knees for ten minutes when another cock poked through. I sucked this one for 6 or 7 minutes. But this guy pulled his cock back as he came and spit jism on my face and chest with some dribbling on the floor. I looked questioningly at Ken who said, "Don't worry about it now."

I waited another 8 or 9 minutes. Cock #3 came through the hole and looked me in the eyes. I wrapped my mouth around it, gave it a good blowjob, and swallowed another load. Ken was getting good video, recording the start and finish of my cock sucking. 4 or 5 minutes later #4 poked its head at me and I gobbled it down. I thought to myself that this is not terribly strenuous and I was easily pleasing my master husband. #5 poked through within one minute of #4 retreating. #5 took six minutes to get off. Then #6 was there immediately after. As I was sucking #6, Ken peeked out and told me there was a line of men with cocks waiting to be sucked in the corridor. #6 was quickly followed by #7. They were cumming almost faster than I could keep up with, and I was swallowing most but still getting gobs on my face and spilling some on the floor. 

Ken decided to help me with #7. He let the camera run sitting on its stand and pointed slightly up from below to my dreamy-eyed profile complete with a cock sticking out of my mouth. Ken grabbed my ponytail and pulled my head back so that my lips, mouth, back of my mouth, gullet, and food pipe were aligned. He then put a hand on my ass and pushed me forward until my face was pressed against the wall and the cock was held deep in my throat. He pushed me back and forth so that the cock was going from the edge of my lips to the deepest part of my throat. Once he held my face against the wall for a few seconds and pinched my nose knowing I couldn't breathe. "Just like to see you writhe and squirm while sucking dirty cock," he whispered.

I finished #7 and sucked #8. Then #s 9, 10, and 11. I was starting to get tired and cramped. Ken continued the video now filming a smiling but cum splattered face holding a cock at the beginning of sucking. After #11 I mumbled to Ken I was getting tired. He growled, "I don't give a shit. You suck cock until I tell you to stop!" After what seemed like three hours I was sucking what was close to #25 to #30 or so – I had lost track. The time between cocks was growing to 5 then 10 now pushing 15 minutes. My mouth was worn out and I felt like I had just eaten a full meal despite the cum on my face, chest, hair, and on the floor. "I think this is enough for tonight," Ken announced. 

"How did I do, babe?" I asked.

"Pretty good. Not bad. I think another session or two like this and you'll be perfect. I have to admit, though, that seeing your mouth stuffed with cock after cock really makes me hot: long and short cock, thin and thick cock, white and black cock. I especially liked those gigantic black cocks fucking your face and stretching your mouth and throat." he replied.

I was a little disappointed. "What did I do wrong? How can I make it right for you?"

"For one, you didn't eat all the cum. So, for starters, wipe the cum off your face, hair and chest and eat that," he commanded. I did the best I could given I couldn't see very well and some cum was partially dried.

Ken went on, "That's good enough. Now lay on the floor on your stomach and lick up all that you spilled on the floor."

"But I didn't spill a lot," I protested, realizing that was probably a mistake as soon as the words left my mouth.

"Clean it up! And for fussing you can lick up every cum spot on the floor you see. Crawl on your belly to get around. Now be a good cum bucket and quit wasting my time," he ordered. I dropped to the floor as Ken kept the video recording going. "I want a good video of my cum slut eating dirty jism off the floor." He evidently thought I was not close enough on the floor and put his foot on the top of my back and forced my face into the floor. I licked the floor as best I could, trying to think of something else as I did. He kept me licking a large area of the floor for a good ten minutes. Finally he told me to get up and we walked out to the car, passing a few sneering men on the way. As we drove he had me suck on his cock "just so you don't forget how," he snickered.

At 10:30 we pulled into the private club lot again. "We can use the restroom here so you can clean yourself up. I'll wait in the lobby," Ken said. We went in, again not paying the entry charge – the maitre d' saying, "No charge, Ken." I returned in ten minutes looking much cleaner. "One more test," Ken advised. "You've taken your first cocksucking exam. Now you take a fucking exam. I was real pleased seeing your mouth full of cock; now I want you to make me hot by stuffing your cunt full of cock. I know a member here and I've arranged to loan you to him and five of his friends for a fuck fest. They have a private room and the deal is that you go along with anything they want to with you. Whatever they tell you to do, say thank you and do it. I'll be watching and filming."

We walked through the main room to a smaller room with six good-looking men sitting around a large table. "Here she is, men. Have at her. I'll just observe to make sure she does everything you want." Two came up and removed my clothes. "I think she needs warming up first," one said. They had me lean over the table and each guy gave me 2 or 3 hard slaps on my bare ass. Some finished slapping my ass and stuck a finger or two in my pussy, "to check the temperature of the bitch's twat," then had me lick their fingers clean. "Like eating your own cunt juice?" one sneered. The last man stuck his index finger in my pussy then buried it in my ass. "Clean it all off, bitch," he ordered. Then they roughly flipped me over with my ass at the edge of the table and legs hanging down. One man walked up with his cock in hand, pushed it in my cunt and fucked me while two guys pulled and pinched my nipples. One asked, "Do I have to pull harder to make you scream in pain?" Not waiting for an answer he pulled out a pair of pliers and clamped down hard right behind my nipple. "Oooowwww. Jesus," I yelled. "That's better," said the pliers wielding man. "That's how sluts oughta sound."

I took the first man's load up my pussy and another immediately took his place. After 20-30 minutes #3 was whitewashing my pussy. #4 said he wanted to "build a fence." I had no idea what he meant but was about to find out. Two men held me upside down by my ankles with my head bent forward and my shoulders resting on the floor. #4, who looked to be way over 200 pounds with a 7- to 8-inch dick, straddled my groin with a leg in front and back of his crouched body. He put his cock at my pussy entrance at let his entire weight fall against my groin, Piledriving his entire cock down into my pussy. "Just like hammering a fence post into a posthole," he chuckled. It hurt like hell when his 220 or so pounds slammed into my groin, and I cried out in pain. Then he would slowly rise up only to repeat slamming his entire weight and cock into me. This was a slow process. He took 15-20 seconds for each posthole pounding and did it for more than 10 minutes without coming anyway near climaxing. He was beating the shit out of my groin. I would cry out loud with every push and couldn't help sobbing on the verge of tears. When I would scream in pain the men holding my legs would sneer at me, "He must be doing it right. You sound like you can actually feel this fucking!" 

#4 finally settled in to simply pistoning my pussy with his cock and finally shot his wad into me with one final full-weight push compressing my groin into my body. It was a relief when he pulled out. Ken stopped recording to tell me that was really hot. I could only pant and moan in response, but was secretly glad it was over. But, to my horror, #5 said he liked how a "fence building" fuck contorted me, and fucked me the same way. He pile drove me for 15 minutes and I was beginning to wonder if I would survive. But I did. And Ken got some good video of my cunt getting beat to a pulp. #6 gave me a reprieve and fucked me like a normal person..

I had been fucked non-stop for way over an hour, half the time upside down. I was then put on my hands and knees. #1, starting round number two, fucked my pussy while #2 shoved his cock down my throat. I don't think #2 was as interested in getting sucked off as he was holding my head back and slowly deep-fucking my throat. He knew Ken's trick of holding his cock deep in my throat pinching my nose so I couldn't breathe. #1 cried out, "That's good! Do that some more! When she fights to breathe her cunt muscles tighten and twitch all around my cock!" Being the second round for them, they took 15-20 minutes to fill my pussy and throat with cum. I now had seven loads of cum in my pussy and much was oozing out. #s 3 and 4 took over my double fuck. After more than two hours into my gangbang, #s 5 and 6 finished fucking me. Innovative #4 got a small saucer and was able to capture a fair amount of cum running out of my pussy. He gave me the saucer and told me to drink up. They all cheered as I drank what I could, scooping most into my mouth with my fingers. 

I wondered if my test was about over when #s 1 and 2 returned but this time with #2 in my pussy and #1 in my mouth. This double fuck – starting round three – went on for twenty minutes. Followed by the other pairs of fuckers in turn but in different holes. It was past 2am. I had been fucked one way or another non-stop for almost four hours. This followed about three hours of non-stop cock sucking at the adult store. I was completely dazed, sore, and could barely stand, let along walk. Ken dressed me as the others clapped, cheered and expressed loud kudos. "If you liked the service, tips might be appropriate," Ken announced. Six men rushed to pull wads of bills out of their wallets and give them to Ken. We returned to the car, me hanging on to his shoulder for dear life.

"That was great, honey!" exclaimed Ken. "I not only got to watch everybody in sight fuck you, they paid me for it, and I got some great video. You are the best servant wife and cum bag that any master husband could have." I think I might have graduated with honors. Our life ahead was saturated with sex, either with each other or with me and any man Ken chose. I was thrilled when Ken fucked me. I was thrilled doing things that Ken wanted me to do. I also liked Ken's taking advantage of that by coming up with more challenging, perverted and nasty uses he could make of my body.... plus occasionally get money for it! And, of course, I personally loved getting fucked a lot.




Subservient One



More later...... 

Characters: 
Ken & Barbara; 
George, Jimmy; 
David, Dick.