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The Bookseller's Lesson 
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

I visit the Bookseller after a week and am very upset 
with him. (MMFm, ped, nc, v, bi, exh, voy, ws, huml)

***
 
I took Todd for a walk the other day. I left him and 
his wife alone for almost an entire week after the 
holidays. This accomplished two things. I could find 
out how well trained they actually were, and I would 
build a hope in them that I was through with them, and 
they might be able to go back to their normal lives. 
Tood is so naive. 

I disappear for a few days, and he starts to think that 
maybe he is free. His wife is a bit different. She was 
now getting used to being the college cum dump. Guys 
were always showing up at their little apartment to 
fuck her senseless. And she was getting to love the big 
dicks, especially the black ones. Since Todd was 
forbidden to fuck her or have sex with her in any way, 
I know this was driving a wedge between them. Also of 
course, her being pregnant now, was quite a shock to 
them. 

Sally had begged me to let her abort, but I said 
nothing doing. I wanted her to deliver the baby so I 
could see if it was mine, or some nigger dude's that 
she had been fucking at my orders. I had her getting 
fucked now four to five times a day and sucking of 
about ten to fifteen cocks a day. That is quite a 
challenge for a college freshman newly wed young bride. 

Todd of course was  lost,  having to watch guys go into 
the bedroom with his beloved wife. Hearing the sounds 
of them fucking. Having other guys waiting in their 
small living room to fuck her next. I told him to 
always be polite to the guys and to offer them beer and 
snacks. But How about my work with Todd himself. After 
all, his wife being turned into a cum dump was just a 
sideline of mine. Todd was my main project. I was 
falling in love with him so to speak. Well, I was 
falling in love with turning him from a straight 
college boy into a fucked up cock-sucking ass-cunted 
fuck-boy. 

So Todd was shocked when after a week or so I showed up 
at the bookstore.  I waited until his back was turned 
shelving some books before I approached him. 

"Miss me, baby?"  I whispered. I thought he'd fall into 
the bookshelf.  He turned, his face pale, his lip 
twitching. His cute face frozen in horror and his eyes 
as beautiful as ever behind his rimless glasses. 

"Huh, I,  Oh God."  He stood there shaking. I thought 
he would piss his pants. 

"Did you think I had forgotten about you, baby? I was 
busy. But I would never forget about my new boyfriend. 
How could I?"  His hands were shaking so badly he had 
to put down the books, lest he drop them. He tried to 
say something but no words came out. Every time I see 
him looking frightened like that behind his glasses, I 
fall in love with him all over. He looks so 
intellectual and bookish and yet so fucking cute. 

"But Todd baby, I am disappointed with you. What's this 
you are wearing. I gave you strict instructions you 
were only to wear tee shirts made of thin enough white 
material for your nipples to show through. I said I 
wanted to see your nice big brown titties at all 
times."  He was wearing a white tight tee shirt as 
ordered, but the material was so thick that while I saw 
the bumps of his nips, I could not see the brown of the 
tit through the material. 

"Take that shirt off at once Todd and let me see your 
tits." 

All the blood drained from his face.  "Jesus, Sir, I am 
at work." 

"Todd, if you make me repeat myself, you will be very 
very sorry. I swear to God, I will beat the fuck out of 
you right here in front of customers and staff and 
everyone and then strip you fucking bare assed. Now get 
the fucking shirt off." 

We were far enough down the book aisle that no one 
could see us, not unless someone came looking for 
Architecture books.  Todd peeled off the shirt and his 
well worked tits were on display. We had been working 
his nips hard all during the holidays and they now 
stood out over half an inch, nice and red and sensitive 
looking. I had told him I wanted them an inch or more 
by Valentine's day. He stood there bare-chested, 
heaving with anxiety, his large nips rising and falling 
with each breath. Sweat ran down from his armpits along 
his handsome torso. He was a doll, that's for sure. 

"Oh God, I'm gonna lose my job for sure."  He 
whimpered, looking around. 

"And whose fault would that be, Todd?" 

He looked down at the carpet. "Mine." 

"Exactly. Now Todd I have a little job for you. I have 
this book here. It's called "Cocksucker, the Memoirs of 
a Fuckboy." Well, I decided I don't want to buy it. But 
if you look around the bookshelf here you will see an 
eleven or twelve year old boy looking at the graphic 
novels. I think you should go over to him and suggest 
that he might like this book." 

"Oh Dear Lord, Sir. Please don't make me do this. I 
could get arrested. I am begging you. Please!" 

When Todd gets really frantic, for some reason he gets 
even more adorable. His lower lip quivers and he blinks 
real fast behind his glasses, and he has such cute long 
eyelashes. "You don't want to see me lose my job, do 
you Sir?" 

I smiled. "Don't worry, Todd. I can always get you 
another job cleaning urinals at some local gay bars. 
Now you just take this book and offer it to that young 
man. That's all you have to do." 

"Without my shirt, like this?" 

"Well, not quite. I want you to stick your nice tits 
way out, like a fucking calendar pinup. Let that boy 
see how well your nipples are coming along. Stick those 
tits way out, then go over and offer him the book. Oh 
wait a minute. How will he know that you work here and 
are not just some child molesting pervert? Be sure to 
hand your name card around your neck. You are lucky you 
hang these now instead of pinning them, or I would have 
to pin it right through your titty." 

On shaking legs, Todd made his way to the young boy 
reading the comics. When the kid looked up and saw a 
bare-chested man looking down at him, his jaw dropped. 
He was a real cute kid too, skin as smooth as milk and 
large blue eyes. I saw Todd offer him the book and the 
boy look at it and his eyes get even wider. Then the 
boy shook his head no and started to walk away. Todd 
just stood there shoulders slumped, looking kind of 
defeated. The boy made his way around a stack of books 
and ran, into me! 

"Listen to me you fucking cunt! You say one word to 
anyone about what just happened, and I will cut off 
your dick and nuts and make you eat them! Do you 
fucking understand, Asswipe?" 

He fucking peed his pants. It was hysterical. I saw the 
dark stain spread on his jeans. His eyes filled with 
tears. He was so thin and small. 

"Do you fucking understand, Cuntface?" 

"Yes." His voice was still thin and high.  He started 
to cry. 

"You are pissing your pants," I smiled. 

"I know." He was crying harder. I looked around. 
Nobody, good. 

"Well take your dick out of your jeans and finish the 
job." 

"Oh please, Mister, I won't tell anyone, I swear, just 
let me go." 

I grabbed a handful of his hair. "I said, take your 
fucking dick out of your pants and finish the job." 

He groped his crotch, undid his zipper, fished into his 
boxers and took out his little boy cock. 

"Go ahead, finish pissing, let me watch. Don't do it on 
the books. Books are precious. Do it on the carpet." 

"I can't piss anymore. I am too scared."  At least he 
was honest. I moved in behind him, reaching over him 
and sliding my hands down inside his baggy tee shirt 
through the neck hole. I started to play with his 
little boy tits.  "Just relax and piss, Fuckboy. Just 
take it easy, finish your piss and then you can go."  I 
massaged his heaving chest and pulled on his baby 
nipples. I enjoyed looking down at his little boy 
prick. 

"I'm so scared, "  He could hardly talk, his teeth 
chattered like he was outside in the cold. 

"Don't be scared, I won't hurt you if you just finish 
taking your piss."  I reached lower and pressed on his 
slender naked tummy. 

Suddenly a spray of boy piss shot out of the tip of his 
little cock. It sprayed the gray carpet and frothed and 
bubbled. 

"Good boy, piss it all out."  I looked over to see Todd 
watching us with horror. All of this in a public 
bookstore. The boy pissed on the carpet. The spray 
tickled to a stop. 

"Make sure its all out, squeeze your little dick."  He 
squeezed his tiny pecker and a last few drops dripped 
out. 

"Now show me how you play with yourself." 

"Oh, Mister, please, I can't." 

I reached down over his shoulder and took his soft 
pretty little prick in my hand and started to frig it. 

"A boy your age should be doing this three or four 
times a day. What is wrong with kids today?" 

I masturbated him hard, yanking on his little dick-
meat. It was so soft and cute. I could tell at once 
that he was still shooting blanks, but I did get a nice 
hard on out of him. Then I stepped away. 

"Okay kid, go on get out of here!" 

"Oh thank you, Mister."  He looked like it was 
Christmas. 

"And not a fucking word to anyone, or I swear I will 
find you and kill you!" 

"I promise. I won't tell anyone." He started to put his 
baby dick away. 

"Did I tell you to put your dick back in your pants?" 

He froze like a young colt at the sight of a wolf. His 
hands poised over his little pink prick. 

"You go out of the store and out of the mall just like 
that, with your dick hanging out of your pants. If you 
walk real fast, no one will notice, much. Don't run, 
walk!" 

Big old tears rolled down his face. 

"Don't put your dick away until you reach the parking 
lot outside the mall!" I reached down and yanked his 
tiny balls out of the pants as well as that made the 
pink cocklet stick up and out more. Then I tucked his 
tee shirt into his trousers in the front so it wouldn't 
cover his prick and nuts. 

"Go on, get the fuck out of here before I decided to 
cut them off right now. And don't run!" 

He turned and walked stiffly, like a robot, I am no 
sure why, fear perhaps. As he rounded the far end of 
the book stack, an elderly lady came his way, so he 
turned, his face running with tears and twisted in 
shame. He came back toward me,  

"You did a bad thing young man. You put your hands in 
front of yourself to cover your dicky. Now, I want you 
to clasp your hands behind your neck, DO It!  Now you 
walk out that way." 

I watched him walking stiffly into the distance, his 
hands behind his neck, his dick on display. As I 
thought, nobody much paid attention to him, at least 
not until he got out into the mall where the teenagers 
hung out. There, he might get more attention. 

I went back to Todd. "Okay, Todd, you may put your tee 
shirt back on now. But if I ever see you wearing one 
this thick again, you are in for a severe punishment. 
Do you understand?" 

"Yes, sir, Thank you Sir."  I could see the relief in 
his eyes as he struggled into the tight tee shirt, his 
armpits now smelling of the sweat of fear. 

"I want to fuck you during your break, but before go, 
there is a little job for you do to. That naughty boy 
took a piss right onto the store's carpeting. Did you 
see that?" 

"Yes Sir." 

"Well, I want you to go over there and get down on your 
hands and knees and suck all his piss out of the 
carpet. Get a rag and if anyone wonders what you are 
doing say you are trying to get rid of the stain with 
the rag, like a good worker. But when no one is around, 
you suck the piss out of the rug, got that? And then I 
am going to take you into the boys' can and fuck your 
ass. I have missed you, and I know your pussy has 
missed my big fat dick!"

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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