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Jack and Pam
by Dionysusmas (dionysusmas@yahoo.com)
***
Jack is a black police officer who is tired of the
attitude he gets from white soccer mom types, so when
he gets the chance he blackmails one into being his
slave. (MF, nc, intr, ws, huml)
***
Pamela Martin was speeding down the interstate at well
over the legal limit when she noticed the tell-tale
flashing lights of a State Trooper following her. The
30 something wife and mother swore under her breath as
she made her way to the side of the road. Pam wasn’t
worried about a speeding ticket. She had plenty of
experience flirting her way out of many traffic
violations. One thing about Pam is that she had kept
her figure at all costs.
She was a stunning woman. Her blonde hair and blue eyes
had captivated many a male admirer over the years while
her body was that of a well toned athlete. The only
feature that could set her apart from a slim athletic
frame was the size of her breasts. Her husband often
joked that Pam should have been the star of her own
series of porn movies judging from the size of her
tits. A natural 36 D cup looked almost out of place on
her otherwise slender frame.
It was because of these natural attributes that Pam had
no fear of the police officer approaching the driver
side window of her car. Pam checked her hair in the
mirror and put on her sexiest smile as she rolled down
the window to speak to the officer. If only she had
paid more attention to the cop than to her own
primping, she may have avoided the trouble to come.
Officer Jack Larson was tired of this shit. Every day
some stuck up little housewife came cruising through
his territory on her way to pick up the kids from
soccer practice or to the mall with no regard for the
law or the men who enforced it. Jack had had enough.
His plan was very simple.
He had kept a little souvenir from a traffic stop some
weeks ago and was planning on using it to his advantage
at the next opportunity. The object in question was a
small baggie filled with crack cocaine. All he needed
was some trusting little bitch with the right attitude
and he would have himself a little fun.
Jack stood tall and asked the woman in the car for her
license and registration. "What’s the problem officer?"
She had the nerve to ask. "I’m sure I wasn’t speeding"
she went on to say.
Jack had to force himself not to slap her for being
such an idiot. "Just hand over the documentation ma’am"
he said. As he pretended to look over the license, Jack
took a long gander at the body of the woman seated in
front of him. He was more than pleased with what he
saw. This bitch was as hot as they came. Pam was
thrilled when she noticed the cop looking at her tits.
She thought this would be easy, just smile at the man
and be on her way. Imagine her surprise when the
officer said, "Please step out of the car ma’am."
"I’m sorry," Pam said, "Why do I need to get out of my
car?" Jack stared a hole through the woman’s head and
said, "Because I told you too ma’am."
Pam was in no mood to argue with the rude cop and
decided to just play along. After all he would be more
likely to let her off if he saw the whole package. She
opened the door and slowly got out to stand in front of
the officer. When she was standing, Pam noticed the
size of the man in question.
The officer in front of her was at least 6 feet 3
inches tall. He was a very black man with a shaved
head. His large muscular frame weighed in at no less
than 230 pounds. He towered over her and for an instant
Pam felt real fear. If the man had not been wearing his
uniform Pam would never have stood this close to him.
Pam had been raised in the suburbs and had little to no
interaction with any African Americans. She was in fact
a bit of a racist. Despite the growing concern she was
feeling Pam was still certain she would not get a
ticket.
Jack looked the woman over thoroughly and decided to
make his play. He didn’t even need to hear a word from
her mouth to know that he didn’t like her. He asked if
she knew how fast she had been driving and she replied
that it must have been within the limit. He told her
that she had been speeding and she smiled and became
quite flirty.
She assured him that it would not happen again and
smiled even broader. Jack was becoming aroused by the
way her breasts heaved while she spoke to him. He was
convinced that she was making them do so on purpose to
excite him and make him let her go. Well, Jack was no
rookie and besides he already had a plan for those big
titties.
"Ma’am" he said. "You were most definitely speeding and
if you don’t want to make matters worse, you will be
quiet."
Pam decided not to press her luck and quickly stopped
talking. Jack told her to lean over the car so that he
could make sure she had no weapons on her. Pam watched
enough television to know this was pretty standard for
the times they lived in so she complied. While Jack
took his time running his hands over her beautiful
body, he also palmed the cocaine in his right hand and
made a show of feeling something in Pam’s pocket.
"What’s this," he asked as he pushed his hand into the
pocket of her Capri pants. When he brought his hand out
again he held the drugs up for her to see.
Pam was in shock. "You put that there," she said "I’ve
never seen it before."
Jack was prepared for this reaction and quickly slapped
the baggie into the blonde’s hand. She held it before
her eyes and stated again, "I’ve never seen this bag
before in my life."
"Tell that to the judge when we find your fingerprints
all over it," Jack said.
Pam was terrified. She began to realize that the cop
was insane. He had planted drugs on her and now had her
fingerprints on the bag. She knew this was starting to
look bad. She pleaded with the large, black man to be
kind. She told him about her children and her husband.
She asked what would become of her reputation if word
of this got out.
While she was speaking, Jack was slowly opening the bag
of drugs and dipping his finger lightly into it.
Without warning Jack grabbed the back of Pam’s head
with one strong hand and plunged the finger of the
other into her open mouth. The amount of drugs in her
system would not matter. It would be the fact that a
trace was found along with the fingerprints and
statement from a respected officer of the law. Pam was
going to prison and she knew it.
She begged the cop to reconsider what he was doing.
When that had no effect, she pleaded with him to tell
her why he was trying to ruin her life. What was it
that he wanted from her? This was the question Jack had
been waiting for. He smiled as he explained what he had
in mind.
"Bitch, this is the way it’s going to be. I quite
simply want a little attention paid to me. You will
obey every command I give you without hesitation, and
maybe you will keep your lily, white ass out of jail."
Pam was confused and told him so.
"It’s pretty simple," Jack said "Let’s start with a
little head. I’m going to drive up the road here a
piece and you are going to follow me. When we get to
the picnic area ahead you are going to join me in my
car and suck my dick."
Pam had been shaking her head the entire time and
finally told Jack no. She could not do such a thing.
She would report him and he would be the one going to
prison. Jack laughed and reminded her about the drugs.
It didn’t take long for Pam to realize that she had no
choice. She meekly got back into her car and waited for
Jack to pull out.
When he did she followed him to the roadside park about
2 miles distant. The park was deserted and Pam followed
Jack to the rear of the parking lot. When they stopped,
Jack stayed in his car and waited for Pam.
After a few minutes of shameful deliberation, Pam
finally made the long walk to the police car. She
climbed in the passenger door and sat staring out the
window until Jack spoke breaking her reverie. "My dick
isn’t going to suck itself bitch," he growled.
With trembling hands, Pam reached for the black man’s
crotch. She opened his belt and pulled down the zipper.
Jack was not wearing any underwear so his semi-erect
cock sprang out to meet her. Pam steeled herself and
got right to the task at hand. As she bent down to
mouth the large member in front of her, Pam began to
cry softly. She was scared beyond belief and could
barely contain the tears welling up inside of her.
Jack was through playing and told her so. He grabbed
her hair and pulled very hard on the blonde locks. When
Pam’s mouth opened to scream, she found it full of
cock. The taste was horrible. Jack was not the cleanest
of men preferring to shower only every other day. He
had worked out this morning before starting his shift
and had not bothered with a shower at all. The smell
and taste of sweat and stale piss was killing Pam.
She had no choice however and did the best she could
not to vomit. Pam moaned and screamed through the
mouthful of cock as Jack assaulted her throat with his
stabbing motions. He had one hand entwined in the
blonde’s hair and was pumping his cock with her mouth.
It was a violent act meant for his own gratification
and not hers. He was basically using her mouth to jerk
off into. She was little more to him than a dirty sock
he had pulled out of the hamper to catch his cum. Pam’s
eyes were watering and drool was running from her mouth
like a fountain. She was choking on the down stroke and
catching a ragged breath on the up. She was in misery.
Jack was in his own private heaven at the moment
though. He loved very little more than a forced
blowjob. He loved to hear the bitch choke and whimper.
He especially liked the feeling on his cock when they
coughed suddenly. This little bitch had a particularly
hot mouth and the whole thing was made sweeter by the
knowledge that she was married and had a couple of
kids.
He stared down at the struggling soccer mom and laughed
at the look of terror on her face. She looked funny
with her face stuffed with dick and snot and drool
running down her chin.
Jack pumped faster, pulling Pam’s hair harder as he
went. He called her a nasty, little, cunt and told her
she looked like a tricked out slut. He told her his
dick was built for her hot, fucking, mouth and laughed
at the pitiful state of her. Pam, meanwhile could
hardly believe what was happening. Her mouth was
stretched to the point of tearing with the foul man’s
cock.
She could feel her throat expanding to meet the thrusts
of the solid, spear of flesh. She was barely getting
any air and could almost pass out from the humiliation
alone. Just as she thought it could get no worse, Jack
began to play with her tits.
"Damn, I love big titties," he said. He was grabbing
her left tit in his right hand and squeezing it as hard
as he could. He was mauling the huge globes while
alternating pinching her nipple between his thumb and
forefinger. The pinching was far worse for Pam as it
not only hurt immensely but also caused the nipple to
stand out taut making it a more tempting target. She
screamed in pain at the assault. The vibration from her
screams only caused Jack more pleasure and so he
pinched all that much harder.
Jack grabbed a handful of Pam’s blouse and pulled until
the buttons popped off. Her bra clad chest was now
exposed to his groping fingers. He reached under her
full, tight, breasts and pulled the bra up and over the
heaving mounds. When the twin globes popped free, Jack
began his assault on them in earnest. He jacked his
cock faster with the hot wife’s head and pinched at her
tits relentlessly.
The only sounds in the car were the constant wet
slapping of the blowjob and the muffled squeals of the
trapped wife. Jack’s breathing came faster and he knew
he was close. He rammed Pam’s mouth down over his cock
and held it in place until he came violently down her
throat.
The first 2 spurts missed her tongue entirely so Jack
pulled back a little to let Pam get a taste. He shot
twice on her tongue and then pulled out to hit her face
a few times. The cum mixed with the drool and snot
around her mouth but also scored hits in her hair and
eyes. Pam was a complete mess and looked like a 2
dollar whore.
Jack grabbed the base of his huge tool and smeared the
cum around Pam’s face like he had seen in the movies he
liked to watch. After painting her face with his cum,
Jack ordered the exhausted woman to lick him clean.
Still crying and wracked with sobs, Pam bent dutifully
to her task. She laved her tongue around the horrible
man’s cock and balls making sure to suck up any and all
moisture she found.
When Jack thought he was clean enough, he grabbed a
handful of Pam’s long, blonde hair and dried his crotch
with it. This final humiliation was too much for Pam
and she began to cry in earnest.
A quick slap on her tit put an end to the crying. Jack
said, "Now that I have your attention, here are the new
rules for your life. You will continue to serve me any
time and place that I choose. You will do anything I
ask without question or I will see your ass in prison.
You will not tell anyone about our little arrangement.
I’m keeping your license so I always know where to find
you. I want your cell number too. I want my new little
bitch on call for me day and night."
Pam was confused. "I thought it would just be this one
time," she said.
Jack laughed and told her to consider herself his
property. "Now get the fuck out of my car and go home.
I’ll call you when I need your special skills again
slut."
Pam wiped her face as best she could with the sleeve of
her blouse. She got out of the squad car and climbed
into her own. She quickly drove home and took a shower.
She threw out the clothes she had worn and had a drink
to calm her nerves before her family got home. By the
time her husband and children walked in the door, Pam
was calm and maintained as though nothing had happened.
But on the inside, she trembled with fear.
**
Several days went by before Pam heard the bastard’s
voice on her cell phone. Jack told her to be ready for
him to stop by after she put her kids on the bus. It
was Friday morning and Pam’s husband Dave had already
left for work. Pam shuddered as she heard the familiar
voice on the other end of the line. She pleaded with
Jack to leave her alone. She begged for her children’s
sake. Jack very calmly reminded Pam about the drugs and
then added an incentive.
"Listen bitch, maybe you’re too stupid to realize this,
but every squad car has a camera on it. That camera
recorded our little meeting the other night. Now I know
it might make me look bad letting a woman in possession
of drugs get away, but I think you will come off much
worse being the one carrying the drugs. If you don’t
want anyone to find out, you will do what I tell you."
Pam was backed into a corner and knew she had no
choice. She told Jack that she would be ready for him
in when he arrived. As she hung up the phone Pam drew a
shuddering breath and calmly walked her two kids to the
bus stop. She made every effort not to cry in front of
the kids and barely made it back to the house before
the tears started.
She was in a panic. What would the black, bastard make
her do this time? She already felt vile for sucking the
man’s dick, what new horror could he dream up? Pam
wondered what could happen to a man’s mind, especially
a cop, to make him capable of such depravity. She
didn’t have much time to think about it before there
was a knock at the back door.
Jack walked into the house as if he owned it as Pam
opened the door. He pinched Pam’s nipple hard as he
strolled past her. Pam gasped in pain and knew this
would be a nightmare. "What the fuck you doin'
dressed?" Jack asked.
Pam began to stammer an answer when she was told to
shut up and strip. She thought about protesting or
shouting in anger. Even crying would be something but
instead Pam slowly raised her hand to the belt of her
robe and began to undress.
"Hurry the fuck up!" Jack shouted.
When Pam was naked Jack drank in her body with a
careful glare. He commented on the size of her tits and
laughed at the way they shook when Pam sobbed.
Jack walked over to the frightened wife and took a
breast in each hand. He lifted them as if weighing them
and then began to slap them back and forth. His slaps
were not meant to harm Pam, just humiliate her. When he
tired of watching them flop back and forth Jack sat
down in a kitchen chair and told Pam to take off his
shoes and socks.
Pam bent to the task and soon had Jack’s feet
unencumbered. He wiggled his toes and lifted his right
foot up to Pam’s face. "How fucking bad does that
stink?" he said with a laugh. Pam cringed but knew
better than to pull away. "Why don’t you clean them up
for me. I’ve been working all night and haven’t had
time for a shower." Pam’s crying began again and Jack
only laughed. He told her the tears might just help get
his feet cleaner.
Pam was not at all amused. She lifted the soiled foot
up to her mouth and took a tentative swipe with her
tongue. The taste was most definitely worse than the
smell. Jack’s feet were just as nasty as the rest of
him. They were covered in calluses and tasted salty,
like horrible body odor, sweat and bad cheese. Jack
looked like an emperor lording it over his servant. He
smiled and leaned back to watch the poor housewife
slave over his dirty feet. He made her lick between
each toe and then suck them as though they were
miniature cocks. Jack laughed at the analogy and told
Pam that his toes were probably the same size as her
husbands cock.
Pam was miserable. Her tongue was drying out and her
mouth tasted like moldy ass. After she had cleaned
Jack’s feet to his satisfaction, Pam was told to
undress him. She raised her trembling hands to Jack’s
waist and unbuckled his belt and pants. Jack stood up
and allowed her to remove his pants and underwear. Pam
looked on with apprehension at the menacing cock
dangling free just inches from her face. Jack laughed
and told her not to be afraid of her favorite new toy.
"I’ll bet you just can’t wait to get my dick back in
its new home again. I know it misses your sweet little
mouth something fierce." Tears welled up in Pam’s eyes
and she sat back on her heels to put some distance
between herself and the foul penis.
Jack quickly grabbed her hair and pulled her to her
feet. He glared into her eyes and told her never to
move away from his cock again. "You are my property,
cunt," he said. "You do what I want, when I want, with
whoever I want. You understand me bitch?" Pam began to
cry in fear but nodded her head and whispered, yes.
Jack released her hair and slapped her tits a few times
to get his point across. Pam knew better than to try to
block the attack and just stood still and tried not to
scream.
After 3 or 4 slaps, Jack had a sudden inspiration. "I
want to take a little tour of the house," he told her.
Jack reached down and grabbed a handful of Pam’s pubic
hair and quickly turned around and began walking toward
the living room. Pam had no choice but to follow and
did her best to keep pace. The pain was unreal. Jack
walked at a brisk pace and tugged Pam’s pubes, leading
her like a dog on a very short leash. He made his way
through the house and took stock of the environment as
he went. The possibilities for humiliating his little
slut were endless.
After viewing every room in the house, Jack settled on
the master bedroom to begin his fun. He pushed Pam onto
the bed and began to rummage through her belongings. He
laughed at her collection of underwear calling them
granny panties. He told her she would have to buy much
sexier under garments if she wanted to be his whore.
Jack quickly tired of examining Pam’s clothing and
decided to have a little fun. He moved to the bed and
snapped his fingers pointing to his large, black cock.
"When I do that, you start sucking," he said.
Pam feared any painful reprisals and slowly moved her
face to his crotch. She began to sob openly as she got
closer to the cruel man’s penis. Jack began to laugh at
the shy little housewife’s comical display of emotions.
A quick slap to her head brought her attention back to
where it belonged and Pam was soon licking his cock to
erection. The tortured woman took the huge tool into
her mouth and began to slowly suck and lick.
When his cock was hard Jack ordered Pam to climb on top
of him. Pam was crying in earnest now but moved to
obey. She slowly moved up until her body was lying on
top of her abuser. Jack slapped her face and said, "We
ain’t lovers bitch, you ride me, you don’t make love to
me." Jack forced the sobbing wife to mount his huge
cock and insert it into her dry pussy.
She grimaced in pain and disgust as the cock made its
way into her sore hole. Jack got bored of the game and
grabbed Pam by the waist. In one fluid motion he pulled
her onto his cock until he was buried to the hilt. Pam
screamed in pain at the invasion. Jack told her to shut
up and start fucking and she would get wet soon enough.
Pam began to drag her body up and down on Jack’s cock
her body shaking with sobs. The action of her sobbing
was bringing Jack pleasure and hurting Pam at the same
time. Jack reached up and grabbed each of Pam’s nipples
between his fingers and started pinching them
mercilessly. He twisted and pulled the tiny nubs as
hard as he could, causing as much pain as possible to
the hapless woman.
He used her nipples as reigns to control the speed of
her fucking. He yanked the twin handles up and down
savagely forcing the woman on top of him to bounce on
his cock. When she was moving at a comfortable speed,
Jack began to slap Pam’s tits back and forth. He
laughed at the way the tits flopped with each smack.
Pam kept up the fucking despite the intense pain it
caused her.
She knew it would only get worse if she tried to stop.
She felt like an object, a slave to this brutal man’s
desires. There was nothing she could do except her fate
and do what the man wanted. Pam knew in her heart she
would never survive prison and until she found an
alternative, she was doomed to be this horrible man’s
toy.
Jack soon bored with fucking his new plaything and
pulled her off of his cock using her tits as handles.
He grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her face to
his cock. He told her to lick him clean. "Anything that
comes out of your cunt or ass you lick clean
immediately, bitch" Jack growled. Pam, still crying,
began to lick the man’s cock clean. Her tears made him
very happy as they fell on his thighs.
When Pam finished cleaning Jack’s cock he announced
that he had to take a shit. His crude language was
almost as humiliating to Pam as the things Jack made
her do. He forced her to come along with him by again
using her pubes as a leash. When they made it into the
bathroom, Jack pulled Pam to the toilet. He forced her
to her knees and lifted the toilet seat. Jack ordered
Pam to hang her tits over the bowl. Pam looked at the
man in confusion. He grabbed her hair and pushed her
face into the toilet water.
"Just do what the fuck I tell you, cunt!" He pulled
Pam’s face from the toilet and arched her back so that
her breasts hovered over the open bowl. He positioned
her so that her tits were inside the toilet with the
nipples just brushing the top of the water.
Jack laughed and commented on the size of Pam’s udders.
He then lowered the toilet seat so that it rested on
the tops of Pam’s tits. Jack then straddled Pam’s head
and lowered himself onto the toilet seat crushing the
poor woman’s breasts. Pam screamed in agony as the huge
man sat down hard on her aching chest.
The weight of the man sitting on her breasts pulled Pam
forward. Her face was now buried in the vicious man’s
crotch. Jack settled in and inserted his cock into the
screaming woman’s mouth. He chuckled at his own
ingenuity. Jack used his hand wrapped in Pam’s hair to
beat off his cock with her mouth. Her screaming only
excited him more.
For Pam the pain was excruciating. Her breasts were in
agony. Jack, for his part was enjoying himself quite a
bit. He reached down with his free hand and picked up a
magazine to read while he shit. Jack laughed at what a
sight they must make. He was sitting on the toilet
crushing the little housewife’s tits with the seat
while using her mouth to jack off into.
The vibrations from her screaming only excited him
more. Jack pushed and grunted and a loud fart echoed
through the bowl. Pam, her tits aching, her mouth full
of cock and her mind burning with humiliation now had
to endure the foul stench of the horrible man’s gas.
Jack grunted again and Pam heard the first plop that
signified he was indeed shitting.
Despite the intense pain in her tits, Pam could still
be embarrassed by being so close to a man while he took
a shit. Her mind was in turmoil. The pain was awful,
the cock pounding her mouth made it difficult to breath
and the breaths she could take in were thick with the
smell of Jack’s shit.
Jack continued to fart and grunt his way through a very
satisfying bowel movement. Pam thought she could
vaguely feel the lumps of shit bumping into her
tortured breasts even though it was probably her
imagination due to the numbness caused by the weight of
the man sitting on them.
The man was a monster. He was actually smiling while
torturing her so violently. Jack finished shitting and
continued to pump his cock into Pam’s mouth. He pumped
faster and faster his orgasm approaching.
With a final gasp and one last fart, Jack came into
the poor wife’s mouth. With her mouth hanging open from
screaming, Pam was a mess of snot, drool and cum. The
mixture was leaking from her open mouth like a flood.
Jack pulled his cock out a little and pumped the last
of his cum onto Pam’s face. When he finished he slowly
got to his feet and watched in amusement as Pam fell to
the floor in pain and exhaustion coughing up the last
of his cum.
Jack squatted down over the poor woman’s head and
reached down to grab a handful of her hair. He pulled
her up slightly and used her beautiful blonde hair to
wipe his ass. Laughing, Jack told her next time she
would have to use her tongue. Jack kicked Pam sharply
in the ribs and told her to take a quick shower to
clean her hair and then join him in the bedroom again.
He spit on her face and turned his back to make his way
back to her bedroom.
Pam cupped her aching tits already beginning to bruise
from the abuse. She dragged herself into the shower and
turned on the water. She moved like an automaton,
knowing that to resist would only bring about more
pain. While Pam showered, Jack was busy raiding her
bedroom. He found a long, black dildo and began to
laugh at the irony. Jack busied himself gathering up
several of Pam’s bras. He laughed at the thought of
what things he could do to his new toy. He owned a
human being. The possibilities were endless.
Jack’s thoughts were interrupted by Pam’s return.
"Crawl cunt," he ordered. "You fucking crawl in the
presence of your owner," Jack said really getting into
the part now.
Pam quickly got to her knees and began to crawl to
Jack. He met her half way and grabbed her hair pulling
her to the bed. Jack lay Pam on the bed and began to
tie her down spread eagle with her bras. He picked up
the dildo and waved it in front of her face.
"Look what I have here cunt, I found your little
friend. Does hubby know you like the black dick?"
Without waiting for an answer, Jack began to shove the
dildo into Pam’s unlubed cunt.
She began to scream with the pain but was quickly
silenced by Jack’s massive ass resting on her face.
Jack had straddled the woman and was now sitting on her
pretty face. Jack ordered Pam to lick his asshole.
"Please stop this," she begged. "I can’t take anymore!"
"You can, and you will bitch or it’s off to jail. How
do you think the kids will react to mommy becoming
someone dyke, love slave?" Jack said. He reached back
and spread his ass apart with his hands and settled
down onto Pam’s face. "Damn, cunt, your face fits into
my asscrack like it was built to go there."
He ordered her to start licking and Pam tentatively
took a quick swipe with her tongue. Jack’s pleasure was
immediate and he ground his ass into her face harder.
Pam licked up and down the crack of Jack’s ass tasting
his shit and trying not to vomit. Jack told her to get
her tongue deep into his ass and really ream it out
good.
While Pam labored to obey, Jack passed the time by
abusing Pam’s tits and cunt. He had jammed the dildo
all the way into Pam’s cunt and was now sawing it in
and out with his left hand. With his right hand, Jack
was pinching Pam’s nipples as hard as he could. He
enjoyed the way the pain made Pam scream into his ass.
The vibration it created caused his dick to begin to
swell.
Jack was a very happy man. He was sitting on a throne
of his own making, the face of a stuck up, white bitch.
He was loving the feeling of her pretty little tongue
wiggling around in his asshole. He enjoyed the
squishing sound her cunt made on the dildo, and
especially loved watching her nipples swell up as he
pinched them mercilessly.
Jack began slapping her tits one at a time and giggled
at the bright red color they were turning. His cock was
fully hard now and he wanted to take care of it now. He
punched the dildo into the woman’s cunt as far as it
would go in one thrust and focused the attention of
both hands on Pam’s tits. He grabbed both tits and
crushed them around his huge cock. Jack spit onto his
cock and Pam’s tits to lube them up a little. It was ok
to fuck Pam with the dildo and no lube but Jack didn’t
want to inconvenience himself. He used Pam’s tits to
jack his cock while she licked his ass and added to his
enjoyment.
After several strokes, Jack decided he wanted to change
things up a bit. He lifted himself off of Pam’s face
and moved down along her body. He untied her ankles and
pushed her knees up to her armpits. In one motion Jack
pulled the dildo out of Pam’s cunt and then thrust his
own cock in. He buried his dick into her tight box in
one thrust and started pumping furiously.
"I’d kiss you honey but your breath smells like shit."
Jack laughed at his own joke and watched Pam’s face
twist in pain as he fucked in and out. Jack rode Pam
for over 45 minutes twisting and mauling her tits the
whole time. He pounded her until he knew he could hold
out no longer.
With a growl Jack started pumping cum into the hapless
wife. Pam could feel the hot cum burning into her womb
and knew true degradation for the first time. Jack was
only the second man to ever cum inside Pam’s pussy. She
began to cry in earnest now and Jack slapped her face
several times. "You thank me when I cum in you cunt"
Jack said.
Pam looked up at him and through her tears said, "Thank
you." Her face was a mask of fear, pain, and
humiliation.
Jack got up from the bed and untied Pam. He made her
lick his cock clean and then wiped it dry with her
hair. Using her long blonde hair as a leash, Jack
dragged Pam to the front door where he got dressed.
Jack made Pam kneel in front of him to "pay her respect
to her master."
Before pulling his pants on the whole way, Jack took
his cock in one hand and aimed it at Pam. She gasped in
disbelief as the first trickle of piss hit her tits.
Jack warned her not to move and soon the trickle became
a stream. Jack pissed up and down Pam’s body right
there in her living room soaking her and the carpet. He
aimed the stream at her face and ordered her to open
her mouth. Pam did as she was told and her mouth soon
filled with foul tasting piss.
The piss ran out of her mouth and onto her tits and
Jack told her to swallow. Pam swallowed mouthful after
mouthful of piss and had to force herself not to be
sick. When Jack finally finished he told Pam to thank
him. The battered and humiliated wife looked up at her
new god and whispered, "thank you, sir."
Jack was pleased with the addition of the word sir even
though he knew she didn’t mean it. He knew Pam was not
enjoying their time together and that in fact she hated
him. Jack didn’t care one bit. He owned her now and she
would do as he said. With a final kick to her stomach,
Jack left Pam with very ominous last words. "I’ll see
you tomorrow after the kids go to school cunt."
Pam barely had time to cry before cleaning the house
and herself before her family returned home.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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