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Journey into Degradation
by In2thissht
A fictional story of a women's journey from happy
housewife to town slut. Along the way she discovers
strength and self-confidence, along with a huge
capacity for sex.
Part One
I know it was my fault. I am just not sure how I got
into this situation but here I am. I only know that
once I became conscience of the lust, I was consumed by
it. My very being was enflamed. I had to quench this
thirst or I would come apart as a person. Before I get
too far ahead of myself, an introduction is in order.
My name is Jill Mumford. I am in my late 20's. I am
5'3'' tall and I weigh about 115 lbs. I possess an
abundance of wild red hair that hangs in ringlets to
the middle of my back. I have worked hard to keep my
very sexy 36-24-36 figure. I look hot even after giving
birth to our second child. My husband of 7 years, Ray,
is a great guy. We were college lovers and married
immediately after graduation. I must have gotten
pregnant on our honeymoon since we had our first baby,
Brenda, almost immediately. Ray Jr. followed in 2
years. Ray, a Software Engineer, put his time in a
large Server manufacture in Silicon Valley.
Ray became well known in the industry as one of the
best software troubleshooters. It was not long and
employment offers came in. Ray accepted a particularly
juicy offer and joined a startup company. Therefore, we
moved to our new home here in Sunny Ridge. Ray's
dedication to the new job requires him to travel
extensively and he is well compensated for his
contributions. Therefore, we live quite well. I
consider myself a very pampered housewife.
We became members of the Country Club, which affords
Ray and I to be seen with the proper people. I see to
it that my family wears the most stylish of fashions.
However, I was bored. I felt empty whenever Ray was out
of town. I thought that if I became involved with
charity work it would fill the void caused by Ray's
travel. It was at one of these charity functions where
I first met the Giovanni's.
As they entered the Country Club, I was immediately
struck at how beautiful they were as a couple. I made
sure to meet these two new comers. As it turned out,
Sue and Ken were new to our area, having just moved
from New York. I checked with the Club Secretary and
found out my neighbor was responsible for inviting them
to the function. As it turned out, Sue and Maggie, my
neighbor, had been classmate in college.
Sue and I hit it off right from the beginning. We were
immediate 'old chums'. Sue and I liked and disliked the
same things. We shopped at the same stores. We even
enjoyed the same quirky 70's music. You know every band
that had a one hit wonder. Ray had just returned from a
business trips and I knew it would be weeks before we
could all get together again. Therefore, I called Sue
to see if they wanted to go out to dinner on Friday
night.
"Sue, this is Jill."
"Hi Jill, what's up?"
"Ray is in town this weekend, do you guys have plans
for dinner on Friday night?"
"No, we're available. Where do you want to go?"
"How about Pier 64 if seafood is ok," I suggested.
"Yeah, that sounds great," Sue said, "how about meeting
for cocktails at around 6:30?"
"Perfect, Ray and I will see there."
I went into the kitchen where Ray and the kids were
munching on snacks.
"Honey, I made dinner plans for Friday night. We are
going to Pier 64 with the Giovanni's."
"He sounds like he should be part of the Mafia," Ray
laughed. "Sure dinner sounds great."
As Friday rolled around, I had a good feeling that Ken
and Ray would like each other. Nevertheless, I was
nervous about the first meeting. Ray is not the most
outgoing guy. He is smart as a whiz around computer
software but not around new people. I keep the
conversation light and cheerful on the trip to the
restaurant and Ray was in a great mood.
We met the Giovanni's in the lounge. Sue was dressed in
a leopard jump suit. Not many women could pull off wear
something so gaudy, Sue had the body and personality
that made it work. Ken is tall, dark and handsome. He
looked great in his Polo shirt and slacks.
I started the introductions, "Ken and Sue Giovanni, my
husband Ray Mumford."
Ken reached out, as they shook hands he said, "Lakers?"
"Lakers," Ray responded. Then Ray retorted, "Niners?"
"Niners," Ken laughed and then added, "Yankees?"
"Oh hell no. Red Sox fan. It helps me to deal with
adversity."
They both laughed and the boyhood sports banter began.
I was right; they acted as if they had known each other
all their lives. The dinner was a hit and of course, we
became best of friends in no time. We were inseparable.
Now that I was busy with my new friends and charity
work my boredom faded. Now my only problem was lack of
sex. As I have said, my husband is a good guy. It is
just that Ray is average in bed. He is not very
inventive nor is he adventurous. Ray is more of the
kissing, feeling, fingering, fucking and snoring type.
After 7 years of marriage, we were averaging having sex
about once every other week. With the addition of Ray's
business travel, our sex life would sometimes stretched
out to once a month, sometimes more. I felt that our
marriage was sound and I did not think I would ever do
anything to hurt our marriage. It is just that I have
always been a sexual person. The shower massage and the
toys that I have gathered via the Internet are
pleasurable but they are not a good substitute for
Ray's hardness driving into my vaginal depths. I needed
something more.
Even as a teen, I was always a sexual creature. When I
was in my early teens I begun to explore my sexuality.
I enjoyed flirting with boys and dressing a bit more
daring than my girlfriends did. I explored my body
often and I enjoyed it tremendously. My fingers
mastered the orgasmic pleasures that my clitoris and
vagina presented. I was not satisfied with simply
fingering myself though. My father's secret cache of
porn magazines provided me with vivid, lewd and
exciting sexual images. My fantasy sex life was
growing. However, I still knew that I was missing
something. I remember the summer day when I was 14
years old.
The day that I found my mothers 'toys', that she had
buried deep in the back of the closet.
I was housesitting for my parents that warm and
wonderful day. I quickly stripped off my cutoffs and
tube top and began to explore mom's collection.
There were about a dozen items in the box. I pulled out
a chain about 8 inches long with adjustable loops at
each end. It took me a few minutes to figure out that
you were supposed to place each nipple thru the loops
and tighten them. The thrill of illicit play and the
discovery of Mom's toys made me sexually excited like
never before. My pussy became very wet. I attached the
loops to each of my nipples and screwed them down very
tight. I stood in front of the mirror and pulled on the
chain and delicious pain shot thru my nipples. The pain
traveled thru my breasts and set off and electrical
explosion in my pussy. I soon discovered that pinching
my nipples and rubbing them very hard, derived added
pleasure. The idea of mixing a little pain with my
pleasure was all so new and I enjoyed the sensations
very much.
I roamed the house playing slave girl. Our Doberman,
named Max, must have thought me nuts.
He would watch me prance around naked pulling on my
nipples and shrieking with pleasure. Thinking back on
it now, this may in fact be the clue to beginning of my
recent obsession. We will visit that later. My nipples
were now tingling with sweet pain so I thought it was
time for the slave girl to submit to her master. I
returned to my parent room and looked for something
else there was to tease and torture my innocent body. I
had notice earlier the boxes that contained what looked
like rubber penises. I took one out and examined it. I
had seen pictures of naked men. I had even spied on my
parents a couple of times when they were having sex.
However, this was the closest I had ever been to a
"cock". I noticed that my heartbeat quickened and my
breathing became ragged as my sexual excitement grew.
My body tingled all over as well.
Prince Fhared, as I named my imaginary master,
commanded me to rub the dildo all over my body. I
discovered a bottle of lubricant in Mom's hatbox of
treasures that smell like strawberries. I rubbed it
onto the dildo and it glided over my entire body
causing decadent pleasure. I slowly worked the dildo
back and forth thru the outer petals of my pussy. I
felt like I was in heaven. I concentrated on my
clitoris and exploded in a mind-shattering organism.
What a wonderful invention I held in my hands. I was
exhausted and I needed to rest for a little while. My
poor nipples were screaming with pain, from all the
sweat torture I had inflicted. Therefore, I
begrudgingly put the toys away. I showered and eat a
light snack and took a nap.
While I sleep, Max jumped up on the bed and curled up
in a spooning position. We sleep for about 2 hours so
it was evening when I woke to Max's licking noise. I
had always thought that dogs were such disgusting
creatures. The whole world was their bathroom and they
always groomed themselves at the oddest times and
places. I was about to kick Max off my bed when I
notice his "dogliness". Boy, Max was hung! It was
sticking out of its furry sheath about 6 or 7 inches.
It was deep glistening red in color and it looked
menacing. I was frozen to the bed. I stared at Max's
cock for the longest time. I saw a hand moving to touch
it. I knew it was my hand but I could not stop it. I
did not think that what I was doing was right or wrong,
I just was compelled to touch it.
"Good boy, Max." I started spoke in a soft and
reassuring voice. "What a good boy."
Carefully I reached out and touched Max' cock. My
fingers told me that his cock was as hard as bone. Yet,
it was covered with a spongy layer of flesh. It was
constantly leaking a clear fluid from the hole in the
pointed tip. Max was making quite a mess of my sheets.
Carefully, trying not to startle Max, I wrapped my
fingers around his cock. I had jacked off my boyfriends
at parties but this was different. Max's cock seemed
hotter to the touch.
I began to move my hand in an up and down motion. I
suspected that Max would enjoy this since my boyfriends
liked it when I jacked them off. Max whimpered like a
puppy. As I picked up a little speed, Max began to hump
in rhythm to my stroking. When I stopped Max made a
small growling sound. The growl startled me but I was
not afraid of Max. I just spoke softly to him.
"It's ok big fella. I just need to find a more
comfortable position, that all baby."
I moved to a kneeling position over Max and resumed
pleasuring him with my hand. I bent down slightly to
inhale the musky fragrance of Max. It went directly to
my pussy and the juices ran out of my pussy and down my
thighs. To this day, I do not know what possessed me. I
only know that an overwhelming desire swept over me to
put his cock into my mouth.
It was as if I was standing beside myself watching this
lewd sight of a young girl putting her mouth over this
doggy cock.
I knelt there with Max's cock in my mouth. My tongue
swirling around and around. I licked the opening at the
tip. I was both disgusted and mesmerized. The taste was
tangy and metallic, but not unpleasant in the least. I
found that I enjoyed giving my first blowjob, even
though it was to a dog. I abruptly stopped sucking on
Max. My perverse mind was flashing nasty images that
enflamed my lust. I fixed on something that would most
assuredly add to my pleasure as I sucked on my
childhood friend.
I jumped off the bed with Max running behind me. His
nose was literally in the crack of my ass. When we
reach my Mom's bedroom, I was trembling from
excitement. I could hardly open Mom's treasure filled
hatbox. I found what I was looking for and back to my
room we flew.
I positioned Max on my bed on his side. His cock had
mostly slid back into his sheath but a quick lick
perked him right up. Next I retrieved my oak chair from
under my desk and I threw off the cushion. You see the
dildo I had chosen had a suction cup at the base. I
licked the base of the cup. Then I firmly position the
dildo near the edge of the chair. I lubed the dildo and
my pussy, not that it needed it. I bent over to suck on
Max and slowly sat back on my "lover".
I was not stupid about sex. I knew what a hymen was.
Classes in sex education prepared me for the pain when
it ruptured. However, you probably have guessed, I like
a little pain with my pleasure. I was very careful and
slowly let my weight slide the dildo up inside my
vagina. I felt the resistance that my hymen created but
I was determined. I pushed steadily down onto the dildo
when all of a sudden I felt a searing, tearing pain
inside me.
"Aargg!" was all that managed to escape my lips as I
gasped for air.
The pain held me frozen in place. Max was unaware of my
dilemma and like a true male animal, took this
opportunity to shove his damn doggy dick down my
throat. Now a new problem, trying to gulp air from
around the cock in my throat. It was only seconds but
they seemed to last hours, but Max pulled back and then
the pain in my pussy subsided. I began to rock back and
forth in a rhythm that cause sensations to ripple
through me that were quite wonderful. This was good so
I began to increase the speed and depth of the cock
sluicing in and out my cunt. I was taking Max all the
way into my mouth and throat as well.
We both were in seventh heaven. I was moaning around
his cock and he was howling. My "lover" was now
bottoming out inside my cunt and banging against my
cervix. This was better than good. We had moved on to
delicious.
I was fucking myself up and down on the chair while
sucking Max for all I was worth. Then something strange
and wonderful occurred. Max grew thicker and longer. A
bulge appeared in his cock about the size of a lemon.
Max's cock began to vibrate and without any further
warning, my mouth was flooded with cum. Max came and
came and came! Every beat of his heart sent another
delicious squirt of his seed down my throat. This put
my fucking motion into high gear. I started to cum like
never before. Finally, Max and I were reduced to
whimpering puddles of flesh. I was too exhausted to
slide off the dildo. I just sat with it bottomed out
inside me.
"Fuck Maxi, that was spectacular," I panted. "I hoped
you enjoyed your blowjob. I really dug it when you
squirted in my mouth. Your cum was hot and delicious."
It took a little time and some effort but finally I
managed to stand. As I stood, the dildo made a sucking
sound. This was followed by a popping noise, as if a
bottle of champagne was opened. On the chair were
traces of blood from my deflowering and a substantial
volume of pussy juice. I started to giggle. I felt
great; I was not ashamed of what I had done. I knew
that this was not the last time either of these sex
acts would occur.
I must now return to my modern day story. I need to
tell someone about my adult dilemma, although relating
my sexual history was good background for this story. I
was fixing the kids lunch when the telephone rang.
"Hello," I said as I picked the receiver.
"Hi, Jill," Sue responded, "its me Sue. Look I know it
is short notice. Can you housesit this weekend? Ken and
I are trying to sneak out for a weekend getaway up at
the cabin and we need someone to watch the castle."
As I indicated earlier, Sue and Ken had become our best
friends, so why not housesit for them. I was not
planning anything anyway.
"Sure," I said. "It will be fun to lay around your pool
without my herd. Besides, it will give Ray a chance to
get reacquainted with our kids."
That settled my weekend plans. Ray seemed less than
overjoyed at the prospect of 'babysitting' when I told
him of the plan.
As you already know, I get a little mischievous when
housesitting. Therefore, it was not much of a surprise
that I found the Giovanni's secret treasure chest.
After all, doesn't everyone have one? Anyway, I open
the hatbox that was heavier than the other hatboxes.
Remember, that is a dead give-away that it holds your
secrets. I found wonderful toys. I even found a double-
headed dong that was a vibrator. The shaft meant for
pleasuring the pussy was about 7 inches long and just
less than 2 inches across. The other shaft meant for
the ass was about 4 inches long and was about an inches
across. I had never considered anal sex before. I was
truly getting excited and looking forward to my new
adventure. I ran around the house locking the doors and
closing the curtains on the windows. Then I went into
the Master bedroom and pulled the covers down. I
stripped my clothes off and sat in the middle of the
bed to search out other treasures from the hatbox. Boy
was I surprised!
Sue was one kinky bitch. She too was into sweet torture
and pain. There before me was this gold chain that was
in the design of a "Y". At each end were adjustable,
smooth-jawed clips. I was beside myself with
anticipation. I quickly attached this wonderful device
to each nipple and my clitoris. I adjusted the pressure
on each for maximum stimulation. I discovered that when
I stood up to the chains were not long enough and the
chain yanked my nipples and clit toward one other. The
resulting sensation was delicious pain and maximum
pleasure. Once again, I assumed the role of slave girl.
The memory of this girl had long been repressed and I
was glad to see her return.
Sheik Omar, my new fantasy master, ordered me to dance
for him. I turned on the stereo in the bedroom retreat
and began a sensuous dance of desire. A dance that
could only end in being fucked silly by the dual
shafted vibrator. I whirled, dipped, and stretched to
the music. Each nipple trapped in the golden restraint
would stretch about an inch away from my breasts. My
clitoris was clearly visible when I looked down. . My
body was enjoying the sweet pleasure of my self-induced
torture. I pinched and pulled at my nipples and clit.
This dance thrilled me beyond imagination. Slowly I
moved to the bed and my awaiting fuck toy. I lubed the
toy and my fuck holes and began what I knew was going
to be an orgasmic experience.
I slowly inserted one head of the vibrator into my hot
and very wet cunt.
"Mmmm," I moaned.
Only a few inches were insinuated into my pussy when I
felt the tip of the attached phallus touch my ass.
Again, I pondered fucking myself in the ass. I do not
understand why it had never occurred to me. Now I was
poised and ready to ream myself in both holes at once.
I was shaking with anticipation. I was having some
difficulty getting started though. My asshole was being
very stubborn and would not allow my new "lover" access
to its dark virginal territory. I concentrated very
hard to relax my sphincter. Finally, the rubber cock
won entrance. I moved the twin-shafted vibrator slowly
into my sex holes. Again, that feeling came over me.
This was better than good. This was sluttish and nasty.
This was delicious. I twisted the vibrators control at
it base and squealed with joy as I was rewarded with a
delightful buzzing that traveled up and down the
interior walls of my pussy and ass.
This was new and wonderful. An additional twist of the
controls to my surprise caused the damn vibrator to
start twirling the heads of the phalluses in counter
rotating motions. My cunt was flooding my hand and the
bed. I was moaning and trashing around, moving ever so
closer to the first orgasm of the day. The pain in my
nipples and clitoris would rise and ebb as I squirmed
on the bed pulling the chain taunt. My ass hole was on
fire. My pussy was starting to spasm. Here it was. The
orgasm I had waited for. It overwhelmed me. I began
screaming my pleasure.
"Oh, fuck! Yes! Yes! Yesssss!"
I love orgasms like this. Every woman deserves them as
often as they can get them. After the orgasm subsided,
I was blissfully exhausted. I removed my "lover" and
lay where I fell and rested.
I must have dozed off for a while. I was startled awake
by the cold nose of the Giovanni's Doberman. He is a
very handsome dog although he has the evil sounding
moniker, Damien. He weighs in at about 100 pounds. At
the moment, he was quite infatuated with my pussy. He
was nudging my legs apart with his snout. A wicked
memory surfaced. The dear friend from my youth, Max.
The memory resurfaced of the many juicy blowjobs that I
so willingly gave Max. I never though of teaching Max
to return the favor.
Now though, Damien was parting my legs and his tongue
was licking my entire pubic area. Not one to be shy, I
parted my legs as wide as possible and lay back to
enjoy the tonguing. Damien was masterful in skill. His
tongue found all the right places. He licked on, in and
around my sex holes. He was especially good at getting
that big tongue up inside my pussy.
I was enjoying every second of this perversion.
"That a boy," I encouraged Damien. "Lick me good.
That's it! Oh, yes...fffuuckkk!"
It did not take very long and I erupted in orgasmic
joy.
I made a vow then and there. I was going to buy a dog
and train him to eat my cunt on command. My orgasm was
subsiding but Damien kept eating me. How I wished my
husband would sex me like this animal. Ray rarely goes
down on me. I have always felt a little cheated by
that. Now I was with an animal that would not stop.
Life is so very strange. I pushed Damien's snout from
between my legs. Damien took exception to this action
and growled menacingly at me. Suddenly I was little
afraid. I was unsure of this huge creature. Sure I knew
him but not in a situation like this. I looked deep
into Damien's eyes and saw pure animal lust. I did not
know what to do. I spoke softly to Damien.
"It's alright big guy. My pussy just needs a break."
Slowly I turned over to crawl away from him. As soon as
I was on my hands and knees, I knew I had made a
serious miscalculation. I realized too late that I was
in the classic 'doggy style' position. Damien took
quick advantage of my position. His powerful forepaws
grab my waist and I felt his crushing weight as he
mounted me. He dragged me into position.
"No, Damien," I demanded, "down boy!"
Nothing was going to deter him though. I was to be his
bitch and that was that. I felt his wet cock poke my
thighs and pubic mound several times before he found
the mark. When he did, I saw stars. As soon as he knew
he was in alignment, he rammed the entire length into
my cunt. His cock was at least 9 inches long and well
over 2 inches across. I had never felt a cock this big
before. Damien, true to his animal nature, was not
gentle. Damien's cock slammed into my cervix with 100
lbs. of animal thrusting lust behind it.
"Shit!"
I though I would pass out from the pain. I was sure my
vagina was being ripped in half.
"Get the fuck off of me," I screamed.
He would not let up. It felt I was attached to some
sort of a fucking machine. His dog cock hammered
repeatedly into the depths of my ravaged body. He was
fucking me with such indescribable speed. It seemed to
take an eternity before I adjusted to the raping of my
cunt. Nevertheless, the pain eventually subsided; and a
new sensation replaced the horrible pain. Pleasure!
Pleasure raced through my body. I found myself
responding to this animal.
Damien had an incredible fucking rhythm that I tried
match. I attempted to push back against him on every
thrust. If this creature was going to rape me, I was
not just going to lie there passively.
I yelled at Damien. "I'm going to fuck your balls off."
Our sexual battle continued for over 20 minutes. I
began to experience nonstop orgasms. Never in my life
had I experienced anything like this. Constant pleasure
racked my body as this creature continued to ram his
stiff cock into me. I was neared exhaustion and was
becoming faint.
Suddenly, I was jolted into reality by a new pain.
"What the fuck!" I exclaimed.
My memory had not served me very well. I had forgotten
about the knot. Now I was subjected to excruciating
pain as Damien tried to tie with me. There was nothing
I could do except to hold very still and try to relax
my cunt. This fucking dog pushed what must have been
the size of a major league baseball into my cunt.
"Damien, dddaammnn you! You are going to kill meeee!"
I finally took it all inside. I could feel my battered
pussy lips slip around the knot as I took his full
length inside me. My lips made contact with his furry
sheath. The beast had won. I was now his bitch and was
soon to be his cum loving slut.
Damien now continued his assault on my pussy. He was
completely unaware of my condition. Primal urges drove
him on. Once again, the pain receded and pure fucking
pleasure returned.
I was completely full of doggie cock and my cunt lips
were being dragged repeatedly over the prickly fur on
his cock sheath. My clit was making full contact with
his sheath. On every ten or twelve strokes of his
wicked dick, an orgasm would sweep over my body. I
could only hold on for the sexual ride of my life and
cry out in lustful pleasure. Tears streaked down my
face. The fucking continued as a new sensation deep in
my cunt began to draw my attention. Damien's cock began
to vibrate up and down as he continued the relentless
hammering motion.
I had never felt anything like this sensation before. I
knew there was only one answer to the activity
occurring deep inside me. Damien was about to cum. And
cum he did. The best way to describe it was a fire hose
erupting deep inside me. The every beat of his heart, a
new and fresh flood of semen scalded the depths of my
vagina. I exploded again in orgasmic pleasure.
I enjoyed every once of Damien's hot fluid pouring into
me. As I could feel the pulsing squirts diminish as
well as Damien's thrusts, I began to wonder how long I
would remain tied to this creature. Damien slumped over
my back in sexual exhaustion. His tongue lay across my
shoulder and his drool ran off my body in rivulets that
fell onto the bed beneath us. Now I felt that I could
rest a little. Finally, the rape was over.
I was startled to hear clapping coming from the doorway
of the bedroom.
"That was the most lewd and pornographic sex act I have
ever witnessed."
My head whipped around so that I could see who was
there. As my vision focused, my heart sank. In the
doorway was Ken Giovanni with his pants down around his
knees, stroking his impressive cock that jutted out
from his loins. My mouth open to scream but my voice
was lost. All I could do was cry. I was sobbing
uncontrollably. Ken just laughed at my predicament. It
was a hideous and a demonic laugh.
"Shut the fuck up," Ken suddenly commanded! "I said I
enjoyed the fucking show."
When I could not, he kicked off his shoes and slacks
and strolled over to the bed. He grabbed my hair,
yanking my head up and slapped my face hard. This fuck
had my full attention now. No man had every slapped my
face before. Anger rose up inside of me and I was about
to yell at this fucking bastard. Instead, as I opened
my mouth, Ken shoved his cock down my throat. My mind
reeled. 'What the fuck is with the males in this
household? Must they take advantage of me at every
turn?' Yes, I reasoned that was in deed the case.
Unable to speak, I let my natural cocksucking ability
take control. Ken began to thrust in and out of my
throat, using my mouth like a cunt. Having just
witnessed 'the most pornographic sex act,' Ken could
not last long. His cock began to pulsate in my mouth.
"Ffuucckk," Ken moaned and he blasted his semen down my
throat.
Damien's hard-on softened enough for him to pull
himself free from my pussy. With an audible wet plop,
his cock was out of me. Damien's knot had succeeded in
locking all of his juices inside me. Now the dam had
broken and dog cum was squirting and bubbling out of my
cunt. It made a mess of every thing. My thighs, my ass,
and my pubic area were drenched with doggie cum. Ken
pulled his still hard cock from my mouth and walked
around behind me.
The bed shifted and Ken began to run his hands across
the cum soaked flesh of my ass.
"You cum slut! You dog fucking bitch."
I was humiliated as the vile and ugly names tumbled out
of Ken's mouth. I was also very turned on. I felt him
rub his dick against my cunt and ass. I was surprised
to feel its hardness since he had just emptied his
balls down my throat. Then Ken took me. Not the
traditional way but in my ass. Using only Damien's cum
as a lubricant; Ken pushed his big cock into the dark
recesses of my anal opening. Pain was again my friend.
"Ken, your fucking hurting me," I screamed.
He just laughed and continued his assault. He lasted
much longer this time and my ass ring was burning from
the torturous rape. Eventually he was ready to blast
his cum deep in my bowels. Just as he reached his peak
of pleasure, he grabbed the chain attached to my
nipples and clit and yanked it free of my body.
Blackness came over me as I passed out. I recovered
consciousness in only a few minutes and found Ken
staring down into my face.
"Go shower up," He told me. "When you're done
showering, put on one of my dress white shirts from the
closet and come down to the kitchen."
A half-hour later I was to find that my life would
change forever.
Continued in part 2...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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