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Bookseller - 2 
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

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Our Hero visits the Bookseller's home for a second 
lesson (MM, nc, rp, v, bd, huml)

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Part Two

I don't like to be stood up for a date. Even a non 
consensual one. So when Todd didn't show up at Barnes 
and Noble the next evening, of course I was seriously 
pissed off. This young married puppy would need to be 
taught a lesson. So I went over to his apartment. I 
wasn't sure if he remembered or not that I had seen his 
address when I lifted his wallet amid the bookshelves 
of the store, but I have a kind of photographic memory 
and finding his place wasn't difficult.

To say they were struggling to make ends meet would be 
putting it gently. The apartment building was a dump in 
the middle of a dangerous and dirty urban area. Indeed 
Todd and his lovely new bride were students barely able 
to survive. It wasn't difficult to get up to the door 
to his apartment, these kinds of buildings didn't have 
security guards, just three black teenagers on the 
stoop who asked me for money. 

Three hunky black teens don't intimidate me, so I told 
them I would give them a dollar each if they would suck 
my ass. For about five seconds it liked we might 
tangle, but the gleam in my eye warned them off, and 
like humiliated animals they sulked and hulked across 
the street. On a different night, I might have taken 
one of them home with me. 

Anyway, even before I got to Todd's door, my dick was 
jumping in my pants. I knew the little fucker wouldn't 
answer the bell, so I didn't bother with it. One of the 
nifty generic lock picks I carry did the trick in the 
stupid outdated lock and I was inside the apartment in 
no time.

**

The dumpy living room was quiet. A small TV stood on an 
old table and a picture of some cunt rested on it. 
Probably the blushing teenage bride. I studied it and 
decided I would throw a fuck or two into her as well. 
Then I heard the bed squeak, so I made my way to the 
room at the rear. 

Todd was lying in bed with a pair of boxer shorts over 
his cute ass. Otherwise he was naked. I wanted him 
totally naked. He hand one smooth pale arm over his 
eyes. His black rimmed glasses lay on the end table 
with a can of coke and a box of rubbers. There was also 
a telephone.

"Hello, Todd," I said quietly. The arm flung itself 
back and the head came up. The eyes opened wide in 
horror.

"You!" he half whispered, then the rolled over and 
reached for the telephone. I was on him in a second. I 
slapped the phone out of his hand and ripped it from 
the wall. Then I flipped him back onto his back and 
straddled him.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," he said over and 
over, a bit of spittle foam catching in the corner of 
his cute mouth. "You didn't show up for our date. That 
was very bad of you."

"I, Oh God, I couldn't you hurt me bad, I can hardly 
walk. I, oh, my god." The punk was getting repetitious.

"Where's the cunt?"

"I, she's coming back any minute with friends, she, "

I backhanded him, sending his face slapping into the 
pillow. Then I reached down and shoved three fingers 
into his soft full mouth, stretching it like a virgin 
cunt. Then I lifted up his whole head by my fingers in 
his mouth. 

"Don't fucking lie to me. Where is the cunt?" I pulled 
my fingers from between his lips. 

He coughed. "She's at class," he said at last. I 
reached down and began to twist his nipples like dials 
on a radio. He winced and moaned. "What time does the 
slop-bucket get home? He was chewing his lower lip, 
gulping and snorting like a pony. I liked the way he 
squinted to see me. "She, she gets home about ten-
thirty. Please, please don't do anything to her. Hurt 
me, but please don't hurt her. Please. She's a really 
sensitive girl. She's..."

"If you are a really good boy and do everything I say, 
I promise I won't hurt her. I don't want to hurt 
anyone. I just wanna have fun. Now you were a bad boy 
and need to be punished for breaking our date, don't 
you?"

"Please, sir. I couldn't. You hurt me really bad. I 
told Sally I fell down some stairs. My ass is hurt real 
bad."

"You stood me up and need to be punished, that is all 
there is to that. Now get out of bed, take off your 
underpants and go fetch a candle and some matches from 
the living room. And don't try to leave the apartment. 
That would be really stupid."

 I rolled off him and started to undo my boots. He 
climbed stiffly from the bed. I could see he was in 
enormous pain from the fucking I had given him. Getting 
your cherry broken that roughly can wreck you for a 
while. I liked how small and compact he was. Like a 
little boy-man. I liked the smooth pale body, nicely 
proportioned but not overly muscular. A book worm. An 
intellect. I liked how his hair hung over one eye. I 
loved how scared he was.

"Now take off your underpants Todd." Todd took off his 
underpants. He trembled and whimpered while he did it, 
and it was a supremely erotic moment. Then he stood 
bare assed naked in front of me.

"Now go and get a candle and some matches, Todd." I 
peeled off my jeans, so I was naked from the waist 
down. My big dick was dripping already, a sight Todd 
did not miss.

"what are you going to do?" I already told you I have 
to punish you for disobeying me. When you obey me, I 
will be real nice to you, like a boyfriend. When you 
disobey me, I have to punish you. I am going to burn 
your balls."

"Ohhh God noo please." The cute little intellect 
crumpled onto the old carpet and curled up into a 
sobbing ball. I lay on the bed and played with my 
cockhead, spreading the pre-cum all over it, rubbing 
the big swollen piss-lips on my fuck-slab, watching the 
naked young married man on t he floor cry.

"Todd, I think you should know something. The longer 
you take to fetch the candle, the worse your punishment 
will be. Its already bad enough, so you better move 
your cute little recently fucked ass."

He crawled to his feet. He looked at me with red rimmed 
eyes. "Why me? Why are you doing this to me? There are 
a lot of better looking guys for you to pick on."

I laughed. "You can say that again, you are a pussy-
whipped wimp. A spoiled little momma’s boy who probably 
can't even get it up for his new bride. She's probably 
getting fucked right now by some Latino janitor on 
campus to satisfy her cunt's need for a huge slab of 
forcemeat."

"Sally and I love each other. We don't have much except 
each other. Please don't do this to us, to me. We are 
trying so hard to make our life together work."

"Time she is a wasting, and every minute your 
punishment gets more severe. So you better get that 
candle and matches pronto my little pussy-boy."

He swallowed and wiped his nose with the back of his 
arm and turned to go into the other room.

"Wait. When your walk wiggle your ass like a two bit 
whore. Really shake that ass when you walk." It was 
really a scream watching a young straight college boy 
trying to shake his ass-cheeks while walking. I had to 
laugh and my prick gave a jerk. He came back with a 
candle and matches.

"Good now sit in that armchair with your legs spread 
nice and wide over the arms. Scoot your ass forward so 
you balls hang down."

He did as he was told, looking cute enough to eat. 
"please don't hurt me anymore, " he babbled again.

"Oh shut the fuck up. I am getting tired of the same 
old record. This is for your own good, to teach you to 
obey me without question. Do you think I wanna do this? 
I wanted to have a nice fuck-date with you tonight."

"But I'm not gay. I told you. I'm not gay. Please," I 
had to slap him then. What the fuck did his being gay 
or not have to do with the fact that I wanted to fuck 
his cute little ass. For an intellect bookworm, he was 
really stupid in some areas.

I lit the candle. "Now I am going to burn the bottom of 
your ball bag. You keep your legs spread wide, you 
hear? You need to learn to always sit with your legs 
spread this wide. So you are always available and 
always on display." I picked up one of my socks. "Here, 
chew on this, because this is going to hurt bad and I 
don't want you to bite your tongue off."

He was making a steady whining sound like a kettle 
boiling, and sweat poured down his cute pale body. I 
took a look at his young asshole. The lips of his boy-
cunt were all puffy and red from our previous evening's 
fuck.

I put one hand on his strong smooth thigh. "Now listen 
to me Todd. Every time the thought of disobeying me 
even crosses your mind, I want you to remember the pain 
you are now going to feel. It will help you control 
your recalcitrant emotions." 

I raised the candle and saw the flame lick at his 
scrotum hair. The wiry hair crackled and snapped and 
burned. Then the flame teased the soft velvet sack skin 
itself. I kept moving the candle so no one area of ball 
bag would get burned to severely. I saw Todd's toes 
curl and the muscles and tendons in his legs bulge. He 
bucked and threw his hips in the air and screamed 
bloody murder into my sweat-sock. I pulled the candle 
away and he slumped into the chair.

"All of this could have been avoided if you had just 
made our date tonight. I was looking forward to it all 
day. You really hurt my feelings. Now here comes the 
flame again. No, no. keep your legs spread as wide as 
you can."

He yanked his head from side to side in agony and then 
threw it back. I watched his slender neck strain. I saw 
him chewing the sock and noticed his eyes roll up in 
his head. While his prick was only average and now 
wrinkled to almost nothing with fear, he had nice big 
balls with lots of sack area for me to work on.

I allowed him to relax and rest. His red rimmed eyes 
stared at me pathetically. He sucked and chewed on the 
sock. His body trembled.

"From now on will you obey me always? Do everything I 
tell you to?" He nodded emphatically. "Good. We don't 
want to have to go through anything like this again, 
now do we?" He shook his head. I reached up and played 
with the cute toes of one foot. 'You're going to be a 
good little girlfriend from now on aren't you?" Fresh 
tears rolled down his cheeks, but he nodded. 

"Good, then I am going to give you a second chance. I 
am going in the kitchen to scrounge up something to 
drink. I want you to take a nice long shower. Clean all 
of this fear sweat off your body. Be careful washing 
your balls though. They will be blistered for about a 
week. But no permanent damage has been done. Also make 
sure to wash your pussy real good. 

"I know it is still tender from last night, but clean 
it out real good for me. Then I want you to put on your 
wife's sexiest short nightie, something really sheer 
and erotic. And your glasses too. You are cute with 
your glasses. And put on a pair of her high heels too. 
I know they wont exactly fit but so what. Then come 
into the other room and get me. And do try to smile for 
me."

I was sipping the bottle of special wedding champagne 
they had gotten as a gift from someone special when he 
teetered out on his wife’s high heels, looking younger 
and fresher than springtime and humiliated as hell. I 
had stripped totally bare assed, having slipped off my 
tee shirt and jacket and was pinching my nipples and 
squeezing the pre-slop from my dick. 

I had their wedding picture out of the frame and on the 
floor in front of me so my cock-snot dripped all over 
it, these kinds of tactics are necessary if you want to 
psychologically break someone. Todd's prick and burned 
balls hung out from the bottom of the short night gown. 

His cunt must be a really petite twat, even smaller 
than he.

"You look really beautiful Todd. I mean that in all 
sincerity. Really pretty. Do you think Sally your new 
bride would find my big dick attractive Todd?"

"She's not like that," he said defiantly and looking 
terribly stupid in that getup.

"Not like what? She doesn’t like dicks? or she doesn’t 
think about other guys dicks? Oh you'd be surprised 
what goes on in a cunt's mind Todd. I mean I'm sure she 
loves you and so she puts up with your peanut prick. 
But don't tell me she doesn't cunt drool over the big 
slabs of meet on some of those sports stars. She 
probably dreams about Michael Jordan fucking her brains 
out." I walked over to him.

"Kiss me Todd, a nice sloppy open mouthed kiss." He 
shook a bit and whimpered, but complied, too terrified 
to every disobey again. It was a good kiss too. He was 
a very good kisser. His mouth was full and wet and 
sweet. I kissed him for about five minutes, rubbing my 
hands all over his ass cheeks. When I approached the 
ass crack he winced and stiffened. I licked his face 
all over. "You are going to be the sweetest little 
pussy ever put on display in a gay bar, Todd." 

The thought of that really freaked him out and started 
him crying him again. I diverted his attention. "Take 
my big wet dick in your hand and masturbate me."

His breathing was so labored I thought he would black 
out. His hand was soon sloppy with my sex slime. I 
kissed his small cute nose. "Lets go into the bedroom 
darling, and fuck."

He almost collapsed in my arms. I had to actually hold 
him up, press him against my naked body. "Noooooo 
please, you can't, I'm all ripped up back there, I'm 
all raw, please, you said last night you wanted me to 
suck you. Please let me suck you instead. I promise 
I'll suck you real good. Please, let me suck your dick 
instead."

I took his face in my hands. "Are you so anxious to 
suck me my darling? So thirsty for my big dripping 
cock? Don't worry, you'll have lots of opportunities to 
choke on my fuck-meat and swallow my sperm, but not 
tonight. Tonight just have to have my meat in your soft 
little pussy once again. I thought about your tight 
cunt all day today."

He wasn't even making words anymore, just hysterically 
gibberish. I picked him up in my arms and carried him 
like a bride into the bedroom and deposited him on the 
bed. His head twisted around like he was looking for 
somewhere, anywhere to crawl. But there was no place to 
go. I got on the bed next to him. "This time I want you 
on your back with your legs in the air like a cheap 
whore."

His waist was very slender and his stomach very hard 
and I played with him for a few seconds. Then I hoisted 
his leg up onto my shoulders. "Now pull your knees back 
to your chest so your cunt is really open for my 
prick."

"I don't wanna be queer... I don't wanna be queer..." 
he sobbed over and over.

"Don't worry, this will be our little secret." I rubbed 
my wet dickhead over his puckered pussy and he jerked 
with pain. This was going to be fun.

"Please, please, use a rubber, on the end table." I 
leaned over him and let some spit drool down onto his 
pretty face.

"Are you suggesting that I am diseased?" I took his 
face one hand and squeezed.

"Just, just to be safe, please, please..."

But my dickhead was already in his ass, and I do think 
he did black out just for a second from the pain. After 
that it was a deep hard fuck with sobbing until his 
throat was hoarse and he could cry no more tears. I 
fucked him for twenty minutes. Each time it seemed like 
I might cum, I rested with my prick up his cunt, and 
chewed on his nipples until they were swollen all puffy 
and raw. 

Snot ran from his nose to his mouth and a small trickle 
of blood escaped from his fucked cum-dump onto the bed 
sheet. Then I bent his legs way back up over his head, 
so I could rise up over his bent body and fuck him 
really deeply, right into the guts. He couldn't make 
much in the way of sound anymore, but I think he 
croaked something about me tearing up his insides, his 
intestines. I blew one hell of a load, one fucking 
geyser of a spray of fuck-slop up his battered boy-
cunt.

While I was getting dressed, he lay unmoving on the 
bed, cum and blood running from his pussy.

"W-what am I gonna say to Sally about the mess?" he 
whispered at one point, his thoughts more controlled by 
shock than practicality.

"I don't know, tell her you had a wild party. Or tell 
her the truth. You know, I was gonna meet you at the 
bookstore tomorrow night to teach you how to suck cock, 
but I don't think you are going to be sufficiently 
recovered to work tomorrow, so you just call in sick 
one more day. And I'll come over here tomorrow night 
about seven. 

"I assume your wife has a class or is working, if not 
get rid of her or ask her to say, I don't care. And One 
more thing. When I walk in the door, I want to see you 
wearing your wife's wedding dress and veil."

To be continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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