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Subject: A+ Story: Tommy Takes Charge
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Subject: Tommy Takes Charge (MC INC BEAST PREG BOND)
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Tommy Takes Charge
Tommy was at in the swamp when the bug bit him.
He'd been pretending to be a superspy, cracking into Nemesis' HQ. He
had been thinking about the imaginary female spy he seduced with his
brilliance, and failed to pay attention to a large unusual insect.
Lying on a log he had to sneak over, the thing reacted sharply when
he brushed against it.
"YEEOWW!" he let out before he remembered spies didn't react to pain.
It was a booby trap! They knew he was coming, he knew enough to flee.
Imagined the hundreds of enemies pursuing him, he nursed his injured
arm all the way to the house.
He stepped through the screen door, seeing his mother in the kitchen.
She was young looking, no older than 32. He'd been a high school
pregnancy, but Dad had done his best to look after them. Until the
accident last year, that is.
"Hiya Mom," he announced. She spotted him cradling the arm, shooting
a worried glance his way. Saturdays, she wasn't working. She
watched over him much more closely when she was home. Today being
Saturday, she fairly fawned over the injury.
"What did you do?" she asked, quickly rushing to check him.
"Oh it's nothing. A bug bit me." She held him and examined the damage
anyway. She kissed his forehead.
"Where did this happen?"
"Out in the woods, close to the swamp. It'll be okay, really."
"I thought I told you to stay away from the old chemical dump."
"Aw mom. It's just a little bite, it'll heal."
"Just the same, I should spank you. Your just a little old for that
now, twelve year olds are difficult for me without your father." A
tear formed at the corner of her eye.
"I miss Dad too. Love ya Mom."
"Yes, I know," she wiped her eyes. "I'm going out tonight Tommy. That
nice young lady, Lisa, will be sitting you tonight."
"Aw, I don't need a sitter. You just said I'm getting older. Really
Mom!" Not that he really minded Lisa. She was always a thrill, a real
looker in his opinion. Still, he could put one of his carefully
husbanded video tapes on if he had the opportunity.
"I can't take any chances, young man. She'll be here by six. You had
better behave too." She tossled his hair and returned to the chore he
interrupted.
Play acting spy completely forgotten, he wandered up to his room.
Closing the door, he pulled out the cache of magazines he concealed
from his mother. He wondered if Mom was anything like the woman in
these books. He knew Lisa just had to be.
After a satisfying period of 'reading', he realized it was almost time
for Lisa to arrive. He didn't want to miss seeing her, even if it
meant having her boss him around. He stepped into the bathroom to
straighten himself up before she got there. His eyes flashed back at
him in the mirror with a low red glow.
A trick of the light probably. He concentrated on recalling an image
of Lisa.
Lisa was just starting college this fall. She was as pretty as the
women in his reading collection. Long smooth legs giving her almost
5'8" of height, a soft round chest, and an attractive face to die
for. It was almost the perfect oval shape, brown eyes, chiseled nose
and her mouth arranged better than anyone else he'd ever seen. Her
lips were sensuous, almost always in an anxious tasty pout. Her
lovely dark hair was soft to the touch whenever he'd had the chance.
"TOMMY!" came his mother's voice. He scrambled down the stairs.
His mother stood at the front door with Lisa. Mom was looking nice
too, hair in a French Braid, short skirt showing her legs to good
effect. And a low cut blouse showing more of her tits than he'd
realized Mom had.
Tommy gulped, then looked at Lisa. Mom and Lisa were chatting,
settling accounts in advance. Lisa was wearing jeans, hiding the
beautiful legs he admired so often. But her chest was in a revealing
light blue halter, nipples almost showing through, and a cleavage
that left him with a lump in his throat. Her black hair, rolled in a
curve just over her shoulders, bouncing with her bobbing head as she
agreed with Mom.
"I'll be back late Tommy. Mr. Brucci is taking me to a movie after
dinner." She waved. Tommy stared at his own mother's tight tush as she
wagged it going down the walk. He hadn't noticed how nicely shaped Mom
was before. She must want to do something with Mr. Brucci tonight.
"Okay Tommy. I'm going to watch TV for a while, do you need anything?"
Lisa's sweet tones were musical to Tommy.
"Uh, no," he locked his eyes on her big browns. He tried to use his
regular excuse to hang around her. He didn't want to just slip back
upstairs with his favorite daydream here. "It would be nice if
we could do something though, like maybe a quick card game?"
Lisa glazed over for a moment, her face suddenly blank. Then she
smiled and nodded.
"Yes, a card game would be nice wouldn't it? Let's get the cards." She
walked over to the cabinet where Mom kept the cards.
Huh?, this was strange. The request was almost a ritual, he'd ask,
she smiles and says no. She usually told him to go do kid stuff until
Mom came home. The smile almost always made him melt, injured by
rejection. But this time she said yes...
Surprised, perhaps even stunned by her willingness, Tommy squatted
down in the livingroom. The rug there was soft, and great for playing
cards. Besides, if he could figure out a way to get her to neck, it
was pretty nice to lay down on too.
Lisa came back, deck of cards in hand. She didn't seem too disturbed
by the slight change in her plans.
She crossed her legs as she sat, her full breasts bobbing in their
halter as she moved. She seemed oblivious to the effect her movements
had on Tommy. Every little twitch those nodding melons made caused
another twitch in his groin.
"ohhh," Tommy mumbled.
"Are you all right," Lisa's concern was genuine. She knew how rough
being sick was on kids with their parents out. Tommy's crush on her
didn't bother her, but if he got ill she knew the evening would be
pretty rough.
"I'm fine," he quickly responded, striving not to stare at her tits.
He wanted her to think of him as manly, not sickly. He sat up a bit
straighter, puffing out his chest a bit.
Lisa dealt cards, and they began to play rummy. Tommy had an odd
feeling. Every time he caught her eyes, she did something resembling a
double take. He was at a loss as to why. It was rather bizarre she
agreed to play so quickly. Blinking, he remembered his eyes flashing
red in the mirror.
He decided to perform an experiment, to see if his suggestion carried
more weight with her when she was looking straight at him...
"You really should discard the ace of spades," he suggested the next
time she looked directly at him. He knew she had the card, she seemed
to know he wanted it. A slight blank look was followed by a light nod.
The next card she dropped was the requested spade. Tommy's jaw
dropped as he picked it up, making a winning meld. She looked somewhat
disgusted, displeased she'd dropped the hand so foolishly.
"um," he caught her eyes again. He struggled for a way to take
advantage of this odd behavior. He felt he could almost see the red
glow reflected in her pupils, "how about we play strip rummy?"
She shook off the enticing pull. Then she looked at the cards.
"I, I think we should stick with regular rummy. My boyfriend wouldn't
like it. Your Mother wouldn't approve." She couldn't understand why
the suggestion was so intriguing. She really didn't think it was a
good idea to feed his obsession of her.
He again drew her eyes to his own...
"You really want to look more deeply at my eyes," he whispered,
audible enough she would hear him, but not loud. He tried to sound
like that guy in the Dracula flick, the one with seductive hypnotic
powers. He figured seduction needed a deeper voice.
"I, yes. Your eyes are very deep..." She had blanked over. She was
lost in the hazy red pools she saw.
He was amazed. He remembered reading about hypnosis. Suddenly he
could do it to Lisa. She put up only the mildest resistance. What had
the restrictions he'd read about this been? Who cared, as long as he
could control Lisa now. He really wanted to get her out of those
clothes.
"When you look away again, you will forget your boyfriend."
"I'll forget Roger, yes. yes." She nodded without taking her eyes off
him.
He grinned, internally knowing she was really under some kind of
spell. A spell he cast in some mysterious manner. How was beyond his
understanding, but he wasn't going to through away a perfect
opportunity...
"You needn't worry about Mother. She'd be happy to know you like me."
"Yes. Happy." Lisa was entranced, her normally sweet voice somehow
without any fire to it now.
"You'd like to play strip rummy with me."
"I'd... no, no, it's wrong!... I would like..." she tried to shake her
head, but remained locked on his eyes.
"You'd like to play strip rummy with me," he reiterated.
"I'd like to play strip rummy with you," she conceded, seemingly
surprised at her own reluctance a moment earlier.
"When I look away, you'll still do as I say, won't you."
"Yesss." Her eyes remained blank, transfixed upon him.
He glanced away, giving her a moment to catch her self awareness
again. She snapped to pretty fast, and picked up the cards as though
this was entirely her own idea.
"Okay, here's the way it'll work," she said smiling, "every won hand
is one piece of clothing, right?"
"Sounds good to me." Tommy just grinned, knowing he was about to see
wonders about Lisa he'd only dreamed of before. He wondered about
those nipples poking the fabric of her halter. He longed to just strip
her down, but it seemed better this way.
"You deal," she said.
Soon the first hand fell to Tommy. Lisa, without hesitation, pulled
off a shoe. The second hand was Lisa's, he lost a shoe. Next was his,
then another. Soon she was down to her halter and jeans. Only in his
pants remained for Tommy.
As the next hand fell to him, Lisa blushed. Considering what to
remove, she decided the jeans were next. She stood up. Tucking her
thumbs in the waist of the jeans, she pulled them out a bit and
unbuttoned them. Then she undid the zipper, sliding the tongue down
slowly, watching Tommy's reaction.
She pulled out one incredible long leg at a time, showing the sleek
muscles she'd developed running, displaying the sweet curves her of
her calves to great effect. Tommy's eyes followed the luscious form
up to the pink panties, wisps of curly hairs peeking out the edges.
"Like my legs?" She asked.
He nodded. He reached out to touch the legs, but she slapped him away.
"Hey, this is a looking game, not a touching game."
Pouting, he sulked a moment, then realized he controlled the rules.
He could change them anytime he wanted. He decided to wait, those
bound up breasts were just one hand of Rummy away. He enjoyed the
slow method of getting her down to her bare skin.
"You deal," he said.
He lost this time, shedding his pants, leaving only white underwear.
He felt a little embarrassed since he didn't know what girls liked to
see, but he was determined to continue.
The next hand was his. Paradise would soon be revealed, those bounding
boobs were to come out of the suggestive halter at last.
Lisa stood again, turning her back to him, peering over one shoulder.
She was very slow in finding the bow knots for the bottom of the
halter. Then with one hand holding the clothe still in place, she
undid the bow knot behind her neck.
She turned, arms holding the covering in place. She grinned and pulled
it away.
"Wheee!" she squealed with the sudden release of her well rounded
tits. She was wildly enjoying stripping, his suggestion settling into
her as her own idea.
Tommy couldn't help but stare now. This was as close as he'd ever been
to real live naked tits before. The knobby little nipples were erect
from the sudden chill and the flesh was rolling a little with Lisa's
movements. She shook them a bit, just to watch his attempt to follow
the motion.
"Take off your panties too," he said.
"Oh no, the game's not over yet," she replied.
"Yes it is. Take them off."
"I, no, I..." She turned around again, struggling with herself. His
control settled in place and she responded as commanded.
Again she hooked thumbs in the waistband, and this time carefully slid
panties down her legs. Her round bottom was exposed, showing itself
in a heart like shape as she bent down. A handful of the curly hairs
from her groin were visible at the slight crack in her legs while she
was bent over.
"Wouldn't you like me to help you get off?"
"No. I think I should get dressed again and watch the News." Tommy
thought how silly it had been to let her make any decisions. He should
know better. How was he going to take her?
He thought of all those letters in his magazines upstairs. What did
the women say they liked? Maybe she could fill in the right feelings
if he only just got her hot...
"You feel pretty horny. You need to get off, don't you?" Lisa began to
sway a bit. Her eye hazed over a little. Differently this time though,
as if the distraction came from within, rather than from him.
"Ohhh," she muttered... "aaaah, ahhhh."
"You really want me to touch you, ask me to touch you."
"Oh Tommy. I can't do that, I,..." she shuddered with her own internal
heat. Her eyes closed, she tucked her chin against her right shoulder.
"Tommy, you better help me. I need you to touch me."
Tommy grinned. He reached forward for the slightly sweaty girl flesh
before him. His hand touched the previously forbidden breasts,
bringing a sudden jolt to the sitter before him. She opened her eyes
real wide, then closed them as she leaned forward into his palm.
He could feel the erect flesh, imagining it vibrating against his
hand. In wonder and awe he worshiped the two breasts with his hands
and lips, never having the chance to touch real tits before. He
stroked the soft pillowy mounds with great awe, to touch a real
girl's tits. It boggled his teenage mind.
Lisa shuddered with each caress. The contact was electric, every touch
a spark of arousal. Her body was becoming glossy from her sweat. He
stopped, certain he'd just wet the floor if he kept at it any longer.
"You will now go down on me. Take my prick in your mouth." He'd read
about this in the magazines he had hidden. Now he was going to feel
the touch of her lips. He shook with nervous anticipation.
"I don't want that in my mouth, Tommy." She remained resistant to his
commands. He was struck deeply. Why wasn't she doing as ordered?
He vaguely remembered something about people not doing things under
hypnosis they wouldn't do conscious. He tried to think of a way around
it. Slowly, an idea came to him.
He remembered spending one evening day dreaming of her blowing him
after watching her suck on a popsicle. She had sucked it in and out,
teasing the ice treat with her tongue. He might have the solution to
get her to go down.
"Kneel before me." She dropped to her knees, he stood, only above her
now because she knelt. He held his prick and directed her attention to
it, "you see a popsicle, juicy sweet popsicle, it's your favorite
flavor. You want to suck the popsicle, reach out and hold it, it's
not cold to your hands."
Lisa brought both hands up to his cock. They wrapped around him,
tightly, too tightly.
"Ah, you need to hold this popsicle gently," he worked in, "you can
get more juice from it if you lightly squeeze up and down the
popsicle."
"Oh my." Lisa appeared fascinated with her tasty looking treat.
"Now for fun, we'll call this popsicle my prick, got it? But you know
it's really a popsicle."
"I'm holding your prick."
"Would you like to suck my prick?"
"Very much, I like cold juicy pricks." She slipped her lips over the
tip of his cock, slowly sucking him into her mouth. Heavenly, was the
first thought in his mind. "mnnngffh!" she slurped.
She worked her tongue around the head of his cock, the same way she
licked the popsicle. Her lips, a soft pink-red, puckered over the tip
again and again.
He began to work in and out of her mouth, harder as she licked the
cock he'd convinced her to suck. Suddenly, he could feel his heat
rise, the pull of her mouth was too much.
"AhHHHhHHH!" he grunted out. "OH YES!"
The orgasm pulsed from his groin to the tip of his cock. He felt a
flow of semen push into the girl before him. She swallowed, juicy
liquid refreshing her with an imaginary ice flavor she alone knew.
She continued to suck.
"You can stop sucking my prick now."
"But it tastes so good," she said, licking again. The continued
contact brought out additional stiffness he didn't expect. Usually
when he played with himself while looking at the magazines, his prick
went limp and stayed that way.
"You can lick it for another moment or two. Then you will get real hot
for me to enter you."
"Oh, I don't...., yes, it would be real nice to have you inside me,"
she acknowledged. Her tongue continued to wash his cock clean,
catching every drop she believed she'd missed.
"Lie down for me," he said, "Show me how you masturbate."
She stretched out on the rug, looking enticingly at him. He could feel
his own desire rising again within. He knelt beside her, watching her
fingers, work into her cunt. One hand was playing with a nipple,
pinching and pulling, rolling the darker pink flesh. She tried to lick
her own nipple, successfully, sucking it into her own mouth.
"Ohhh yesss," she mumbled a moment later, allowing her head to toss
to the side then back again.
He moved between her widely spread thighs, and worked himself above
her. She continued to masturbate, playing with the red swollen lips as
furiously as possible. Her hips began to roll, swaying with the lust
she apparently felt.
"Help me inside you Lisa." He tried to pose his cock at her outer
lips, but had no idea where the actual opening was. Lisa reached for
his prick, and guided him into the snatch she offered up now.
He plunged into the soft hole. The tight moistness was exhilarating.
He would probably come immediately if he hadn't only just come in her
mouth. She worked up a heaving rhythm against him, bucking so quickly
he found it difficult to stay in her.
"Oh god, Tommy, I feel so fucking hot. Fuck me, Tommy, Fuck me."
But he did. Her twat, by now very wet, fit around him nicely. He
pumped in unison with her motions. Her movements becoming more and
more frantic.
"Ahh, Ahh, YESS, YESS, YESS!" she squealed. Her orgasm came quickly.
She slammed her fists against the floor with pleasure and release.
He could no longer contain himself, the pumping motion she made was
easing back, settling back from the pleasure. But his heat flooded
his body now.
His groin clenched tightly, pumping seed deep within the babysitter.
The pulse was strong, almost a cramping of the muscles as the semen
poured through his cock into her body.
He collapsed atop the helpless girl, unable to hold himself up any
longer. She panted, he gasped from the exercise, he almost didn't
hear the click at the front door.
A quick glance at the clock showed it wasn't even 8:00 yet. What was
Mom doing home now! He knew Mom would be really angry when she saw
the two of them.
"I may be horny, but that goddamn octopus can go hang!" came a ragged
and angry snarl from the front hall.
Tommy scrambled to get his clothes, Lisa still lay supine, arm across
her eyes. She hadn't heard a thing. He grabbed for his clothes
quickly, but not in time...
"TOMMY! LISA!" screamed his mother. "Young man, there had better be an
explanation for all this..."
Her face was clenched into a look of outrage. She was obviously not
pleased. Her eyes burned with anger beyond whatever indignities her
date had levied upon her.
"You slut!" this directed at Lisa. "I thought I could trust you with
my boy. He is only a boy! You shouldn't do this with him. And you, you
little fool.... Sex is a powerful emotional act, something you would
be best wai... "
Then she met his eyes.
"...ting for... until you..." Her voice faded away. Her face went
blank, the same response Lisa had had. A long pause occurred.
At last he realized he could control his mother as well as he had
controlled the babysitter. She was entranced.
"Mom," he said, with trepidation. Lisa was one thing. Turning her into
a sex toy was just living out a fantasy he was familiar with. Mom
though, she was in charge of his whole life. He wasn't sure this would
work on her. But damn, after seeing her decked out tonight, so pretty.
"Yes Tommy," came the flat response.
"You really want to love me, don't you?"
"Yes Tommy."
Lisa had looked up, somewhat surprised. She was concerned how Tommy's
mother responded to her temporary ward. It wasn't quite natural. She
knew Tommy had taken his mother over. Lisa pondered a moment then
decided she couldn't have Tommy's mother telling people she'd screwed
a kid. She now hoped Tommy would succeed.
"You want to have sex badly don't you, a lot recently?"
"Yes Tommy, it isn't the same since your father passed away." Her
voice droned, almost asleep.
"You want it to stay in the family. You want me to make love to you
now."
"No Tommy, no. It's not right for a mother to do that with her son,
no." Her head tried to shake as she spoke. Her eyes remained locked on
Tommy's though.
"You want it to stay in the family. You want me to make love to you
now." The tone in his voice became more commanding. Her pupils
dilated. She began to nod.
"Yes. I want you Tommy. I want your touch."
"Good idea Mom. It'll be entirely your idea when you think about what
we do. When you snap out of it, you'll feel very horny. Lisa's here,
but you don't really care, do you?"
"No. Lisa seems to be your lover. I don't mind that she's here," she
droned.
"Good," he walked over to her. Cautiously, without taking his eyes off
hers, he felt his mothers breasts through the fabric of her blouse.
The nipples rose, hardening under his hand. "My touch will be very
arousing, you'll want more of it as we get going."
"Ohhhh," she moaned, eyes remaining locked to his.
"You'll do whatever I command you. Even when I'm not looking in your
eyes, understand?"
"Yessss," her body swayed, anxious for contact with her son's hands as
they took liberties with her private parts. Her breath was becoming
more regular, a rhythm of desire and arousal growing in her.
He looked away from Mom's eyes. They rolled up, eyelids fluttering in
response to the sexual fires growing inside of her. He started to part
the blouse, opening to allow himself a better view of her lovely white
breasts.
His mother gasped as he touched the exposed skin. He unsnapped the
front snap of the bra she'd worn, an interestingly sloped article
angling down from the shoulders. Her breasts fell free, their weight
forcing an ever so slight sag.
He suckled at the erect nipples. He felt Mom pull his head closer, she
was lost in her sensations. A thunk sound signalled her purse hitting
the floor.
Behind him, Lisa stood up gracefully, uncertain whether to leave or
stay to watch Tommy and his mother. Tommy heard the motion and pulled
back.
"Lisa, come over here. Help me undress Mom. You will join us."
Having her mind made up for her, she moved swiftly to his side. She
began to undo the skirt Mom was wearing. Mom's eyes opened in
surprise, but quickly hazed over again as he touched her breasts
again.
Tommy eased Mom's blouse over her shoulders, allowing it to drop.
Carefully, having never really handled a bra before, he eased the
undergarment off too. His mother stood, anxious for attention, with no
more than her heels, stockings, and panties remaining to cover her.
He shook a little as he pulled closer to Mom. His lips met hers, the
soft plush moistness felt wonderful. She responded, slipping her
tongue past his lips and teeth. He discovered the pleasant joy of
locking his tongue in combat with hers.
He drew back.
"Come," he said, taking the sitter and his mother by the hand. He led
them into the middle of the room. "Lie down, let's get comfortable."
"Good idea," Mom answered.
His prick, entertained so well already by Lisa, had risen to its
stiff form again. He sat astride Mom's lower abdomen and began to
feel her creamy breasts, rubbing his prick in between.
Tommy slid his prick between his mother's tits, lubricated now with
the sweat of her arousal. Mom's face tilted forward, tongue licking
at the tip of his cock whenever it slid far enough towards her lips
to catch. The contact from her pink tongue shot jolts of sexual
pleasure through his groin.
Tommy felt the clenching of his muscles. He started to come. His
mother tried to catch his jism in her mouth, but some of it splattered
over her chin. Tommy grunted again, and started rubbing Mom's nipples.
His mother rolled at his touch. Lisa, kneeling to the side, looked
confused. She watched, uncertain what to do.
"Why don't you lick Mom clean, Lisa," he directed.
Lisa hesitated. Then she bent down and started to clean Tommy's mother
off with her tongue.
"You like Mom a lot, Lisa. You think making out with her would be
cool. Mom, you want Lisa to join in the fun. You'll do whatever you
can to help get her off."
Mom started to respond to the administrations Lisa provided. She
pulled Lisa's oval face with it's perfect pink-red lips to her own.
The two women smeared the remaining semen between them, tasting each
other's heated lust.
Tommy, feeling spent, pulled back to watch. He sat up on the couch.
Mom worked herself out of the panties she'd worn. Then she rolled to
her side, pulling Lisa down beside her. Lisa allowed herself to be
pulled into Mom's arms, her full breasts rubbing against the pair Mom
displayed so well.
The two women started to grind against each other's legs and groin.
They had become a rolling mass of writhing women. The rhythm picked up
as they began to pinch and pull at each other's nipples.
"Mnnng!" "AAHH!" "OOhh yess..." the moaning was impossible to assign
to either of them. Then Mom began to come, and it was apparent finally
who it was that screamed. She shook her head about wildly, gritting
her teeth with the pleasure of orgasm.
The babysitter was suddenly overcome by orgasmic pleasure as well,
thrashing about recklessly, the girl's loose hair seemed to be
everywhere.
They pulled into each other, holding tight after the sexual fury. Both
coming down together, in each other's arms.
Tommy was pleased with his new ability. He'd never need to masturbate
again with Mom here to service his needs. He grinned. Lisa would be
visiting a lot more often too.
Tommy awoke from the couch and rubbed his eyes, the first thing
he noticed was mom and Lisa still in the middle of the room where
he had left them. It wasn't a dream...both women were fully naked
and tightly wrapped in each other sleeping in a peacful embrace.
The last thing Tommy remembered was telling Lisa to help mom get
off and had curled up on teh couch to watch the run, he must have
fallen asleep and so did they. it was 5 am now, Time to do the
chores, Tommy went over to his clothes where he an Lisa had played
Strip Rummy, but Tommy stopped, It was a warm morning, He and his
mom lived on teh small Farm his father had left them when he died.
There were quite rural, and it was not yet light, no one was
around, and he had never been outside without any clothes on
before. It was Friday and teh school bus didn't arrive for another
3 hrs, and there were some thinsg he wanted to ask Mom about, so to
save time he decided to just do the chores nude. He looked in on
the 2 women, and let them sleep Lisa's head resting on Mom's
Beautiful tits.
Tommy went outsideinto the warm morning, it was a weird
sensation feeling the air around his prick, and ass. the soft dirt
of the yard squished between his toes. Tommy felt himself iching
and when he got into the bar and turnedon the light, he noticed his
prick was covered in a shinny stiff glaze. He shrugged and picked
up the feed bucket. He made sure that Blackie, they young pony had
water and gave him a fresh bale of hay and a bucket of oats, then
ne let the sheep out into the pasture and fed teh other horses. as
he approached teh house Tommy smelled Baccon, curious he walked in.
There was mom in her pink satin robe by the stove cooking
breakfast, Lisa was still asleep and still nude. "Mom?" tommy asked
Mom turned with a smile which quickly melted
"WHAT are you DOING NAKED young man! you know better than THAT!"
Tommy was taken by surprise "mom don't you remember.."
Mom reached out and caught his wrist and Tommy felt her hand
swat his bare ass
"Mom! STOP!!!"
Tommy stood there in his mother's grasp, Tears welled in his
eye's from the sting onhis ass and he waited for the next swat, but
nothing happened. Tommy opened his eyes, tears rolling down his
cheeks, but his mother stood there, a blank expression on her face
her onehand raised while the other held his wrist
"Lemmego!"
He fell as she opened her grasp. Tommy wondered what was going
on. Then he remembered, of course she didn't remember last night,
he told her not to! but he hAD told her to obey him, even when she
wasn't looking into his eyes.
Tommy rubbed his ass, teh red outlin of Mom's hand there,
apparently outside of his commands she woudl react normally. He
moved in front of Mom . Tommy looked up "Look at me Mom" Mom turned
her head, her pretty red hair falling over her shoulders, When here
eyes met Tommy's glowing red eyes, her expression grew more serine,
and her mouth dropped open. Tommy moved forward to Kiss her,
pushing his tongue into her mouth as she had shown him how to do
last night, and was rewarded with her own tongue gently massaging
his, then she gently began to suck on it and tommy felt the glaze
on his prick crackle as he got stiff again, then whith a surprise
he noticed his motherhad teh same glaze around her mouth, Tommy
broke the Kiss
"what ya makin for Breakfast?"
"Baccon and scrambled eggs juice and tost" she repplied,
immediately smiling and going back to her cooking
"mom from now on when were alone you won't care if I am naked"
Mom frowned "Tommy you CAN'T go around Naked, it's not right"
Tommy sighed, there was that resistance again "mom" she looked
at him, again and with a more firm voice he said "The animals don't
wear clothes, and when were alone it's o.k. if I don't want to
wear any"
Mom semed to think about that a moment, then nodded and went
back to her cooking.
Tommy started to Tell mom to make him choclate cake for
breakfast but then thought better of it, She was an adult and knew
alot fo things he didn't if he changed that someone was bound to
find out and stop him, andhe had far too much fun last night to
allow that to happen. So he said nothing
Mom served breakfast, stil 2 hours for the bus
"Mom, why don't you atke off that robe"
"Tommy! stop talking liek that or I'll washyour mouth out with
soap!"
Tommy siged again, he had asked her..he had to get used to his
new found power
Tommy again made eye contact "Mom, it's very warm out, you'd
feel much cooler if you took your robe off"
Mom lossened her collar andbegan to fan herself as tommy watched
her eat, and munchedon his own baccon
"the heat is really up" he said
Tommy watched with a smile as Mom slid the robe from her
shoulders and as he suspected she was naked as a jay bird
underneath, at least what he could see teh table hid her bottom
half. But her wonderful full tits were in tommy's full view.
Tommy stared at her as he ate, and she seemed to take no notice
"Mom, why do woman have tits, andmen don't?"
"Mom smiled "You'll fidout when yoru older"
"Mom..tell me NOW"
Mom seemed to consider this, fighting it..then she said "you do
have tit's Tommy, just not as big"
"why not?"
"Because men don't giv givemilk
"you give milk? liek a cow?"
Mom frowned "Tommy a woman is not an animal...but all mammals
give milk, remember when your cathad kittens?"
Yea" said tommy "You wouldn't let me watch"
"yes but remember how teh kittens nursed?"
Tommy nodded, Did I nurse from you when I was a baby?"
Tommy watched his motehr close her eyes and sigh, her breasts
loosing some of their sag "yes tommy"
Seeing an opening Tommy moves aroudn teh table to gently run a
finger overhsi mother's nipples "did it feel good?"
she nodded again
"Mom...tell me about sex, you enjoy telling me..you wantto tell
me..and show me...I want to know what to do with Lisa....
Mom got up without a word, tommy looked betweenher legs and
beneath the soft red fur he saw the soft opening he had put his
prick into on Lisa she took his hand and went back into the living
room where Lisa slept
Tommy smiles "lay on teh couch, your arms feel like lead..so do
yoru legs your just too tired to move them...
Mom laid down, and tommy opened her legs for her and gazed at
the soft fleshy mound.
"what is this mother?" he said, feeling the thick lips with his
fingers. He was satisfied to kear his mother's voice go up some and
see her stifin as she had when he had suckled on her tits
"that's mu Vagina Tommy...that feels.....um..VERY nice.
Tommy smiled "It's not yoru pussy?"
Mom frowned again "thats vulgar, but some peopel callit that.
Tommy smiled "Mom, you just forgot you everheard the word Vagaina,
and you forgot the word breast and butt, you can use any otehr word
but not those. now..what is this?
Mom started to reply..then her eyebrows grew together
"it's...my..twat, yest thats it..my twat..or you can call it pussy
if you like.
Tommy was getting harder as he heard his mother say this. "so
teh whoel thing is a Vagaina?"
"A what?..no it's a pussy," she closed her eyes as Tommy ran his
fingers along the outside of the thick lips "and those....are my
Libia, or lips... they are VERY sensative.
Tommy grined again "show me where I put my Prick when we have
sex"
Mom raised her arm very slowly, liek it was heavu and she spread
the lips brushing teh red hair out of teh way, Tommy noticed Lisa
had awakened and was kneeling next to him, his hand went to her
black hair and he began to run his fingers thru it.
"There are 2 passages Tommy, one I pee thru. *she pointed to the
back of her pussy, then her finger came near teh front and slipped
in a short ways and lifted, Tommy could see a small pink passageway
with a small nub of flesh on the top "this is where you put your
cock"
Curious Tommy reached out and slid his finger in, his finger
rubbed the nub of flesh and mom gasped almost as if in pain "what
is it?" tommy asked, suddenly concerned
"That is my clitoris Tommy, it's what makes me Orgasam, like teh
head of your Penis"
"My what?"
"Your Penis" She replied, pointing to Tommy's erect Prick.
"Mom, Lisa, you just forgot the word Penis..."
Lisa Nodded "it's a popcicle"
Tommy smiled, he had told her that when he needed she to think
that so she'd suck on it.
Mom looked at Lisa "It's a cock"
Tommy interupted "what is below my Popcicle Lisa?"
"Your Balls Tommy"
Mom triesto get up but couldn't "DOn'T use those words in front
of my SON! you stupid slut! thats his Scrotum! and his Testicles"
Tommy smiled and soon mom forgot those words as well.
"Mom I haveto get ready for school, Lisa..do you have classes
today?"
No Tommy "she replied "I have a long weekend, planned
with...planed with..."
Tommy smiled, he had told her to FOrget her boyfriend Roger.
"Planned with me right?
Lisa frowned, then nodded slowly "yes..that was it..."
Good then Mom my cock looks like a really good breakfast
vitimin..suck it
Mom hesitated "I can't tommy, and that's disgusting...your
father used to want me to do that.
"you feel light now mom, and you rember how nice dad tasted?
Mom bither lowerlip, then leaned her head into her young son's
lap Tommy put his hand on the back of her head as he felt her warm
slipery lips engulf his cock and she began to nurse. "that good
mom, think of it l;iek yoru a baby nurseing from your mommy's tit"
Tommy smiled at Lisa "Lisa...are there any pornography shops
near college?" Lisa looked disguested and nodded
"you've always wanted to go into one" Lisat looked up "NO I
haven't!"
"tommy lo Tommy caught her eyes with his again, She melted
into the bliss of thoses red pools and tommy grinned "Deep down it
excited you...you are very curious aboutthose shops arn't you?"
Lisa nodded slowly, almost in a dream "Good today While I am at
school, you will go there, I want you to pick out some naughty
books and magizines for me, the ones that you really thought usedto
disgust you...buy them with somemoney mom will give you..I...
Tommy stopped as his mothers face pressed against his thighs, he
felt her tongue slip out to caress his balls as he cleaned off teh
glaze. He noticed her own pussy was dripping the glaze "aaaa
Lisa...finger mom...." Lisa moves over and slid her finger into
Tommy's mom..gently working it back and fourth, Tommy leaned over
to watch but his vision was obstructed by mom's fur down there
Tommy felt himself nearing the egde and purhed his mom's face down
onhis prick and held it there...his belly clenched again and be
felt his cum surge into his mother's mouth...
Mom sucked on it steadily..and Tolly enjoied how she seemed to
pretend he was a straw. Finally He let her up. He had mom and Lisa
Kneel in front of him...both stareing into his eyes he could se
both their pert nipples were aroused and had them spread their
knees so he coudl get a better look betweentheir legs..but again
that damned fur
"This is how you will kneel when were alone...Mom..is there any
way to get rid of teh hir between yoru legs?
Mom answered in a monoton "we could Shave it tommy"
"no no..I mean so it won't ever come back?"
Mom did not answer "Lisa?"
Lisa also replied as se looked up into his eyes "we coudl pluck
them out by teh roots...but that would hurt"
Tommy smiled, he was not limp again and began to get dressed for
school "No it won't...it will be worth it...you and mom want to
make me happy that will make me happy. Now about the Pornography
shops... Lisa go there and get what I asked, Mom will give you
money...you have a video tape machine right?
Lisa nodded
"good bring it here, and get some video's too."
Tommy smiled at his mom "neither of you will talk about
this...you won't even remberit..you'll just do it.
The women nodded and Tommy broke eye contact
The 2 women silently got dressed, mom made Tommy's lunch and
smiled at him, Brushed his hair and sent him out to meet the school
bus
"Have a nice day at school Tommy! Don't forget your sister is
comming home for teh weekend!"
Tommy paused, and smiled "O.k. Mom..I loveyou!"
Mom smiled back "I love you too Tommy."
Tommy got on the bus, and smiled as his mother waved good by to
him in her robe. As the bus pulled out he quickly found his friend
Paul and sat next to him.
"Guess what!" Tommy smiled.
"What?"
"Remember Lisa?"
"Your sitter?
"Yeah?" Paul replied brushing his short brown hair out of his
eyes
"Yeah, well I got in her pants!"
"NO WAY!"
Paul grinned.
"You make her bark like a dog?"
Tommy wasn't familiar with the expression but it sounded
interesting.
"No, stupid."
"She got great nipples or what?"
Tommy smiled, "She's got more than that. I fucked her..."
Paul laughed.
"Right!
"IN your dreams!"
"No, really!"
Paul laughed loudly; Tommy could barely hear his own voice. Paul
could sure be obnoxious.
"No Listen to...Paul...Paul, STOP!"
Paul stopped and regarded him.
Angry Tommy glared at him.
"If you don't want to believe me just go jack off!"
Tommy turned to stare out the window. The ride was bumpy, but he
smiled at the next stop when Melony got on. Melony was the on the
school gymnastics team. She was a looker, clothed in tight jeans
and a pink leotard, brown hair swaying down to her ass; she was
also as stuck up as they come. Many were the afternoons Tommy had
watched her workout on the uneven parallel bars, imagining what lay
beneath the narrow pink crotch of her body suit.
Tommy waved at her, and she just rolled her eyes.
Tommy wondered about that. Why hadn't she stared into his eyes
dumbstruck? Was it the distance? Something about the way she looked
at him?
She was carrying an armload of books. Tommy was about to lean
over and whisper to Paul about her ass when the girl behind them
started to scream.
Tommy turned, startled.
Paul had his prick out in his hand was was pumping away.
"Damn!
"Paul, STOP!"
Paul stopped, looking confused with his and around his cock. The
bus driver arrived before Tommy could say anything else.
"That is enough, young man!" the elder man yelled, reaching over
Tommy to grab Paul's arm.
"No, wait!"
Tommy yelled back, desperately trying to catch the driver's
eyes; the commotion on the bus was to much, he couldn't even be
heard.
Paul was dragged by the arm to the front of the bus, big tears
in his eyes and mumbling "What's wrong?"
At the school the bus driver disappeared into the school with
Paul.
Tommy felt miserable. He remembered telling Paul to jack off. He
must have been looking into his eyes when he said it. He would have
to learn to watch that.
He did not see Paul in his first class and on the way to the
second he saw Paul's mom and dad outside the principal's office. He
was about to talk to them when they walked into the office.
Tommy got an F on his spelling test in the next class, and a
note to take home to Mom. He'd be grounded for a week. Paul finally
showed up in their 3rd class, History.
"What happened?" Tommy asked.
"I got grounded, and I have to see the school shrink. I don't
know what the big deal was..."
Tommy thought about trying to undo what he had done. As he
thought about it he realized that if he kept doing things hit and
miss he was going to get found out. Besides, Paul wasn't in that
much trouble and maybe he could make it up to him in the future.
After class Tommy went up to his teacher, Mr Alden, to try
something.
"Mr. Alden?" Tommy asked.
The big man looked up with a slight smile.
"Yes, Tommy?"
Tommy looked right into the man's face and waited for his
expression to go blank.
Mr. Alden sat back a moment and regarded Tommy. Frowning, he
leaned forward and was about to speak again. Tommy saw the man
raise his eyes to his pupil's and the instant he looked into
Tommy's eyes his face went slack.
That must be it, Tommy thought.
It seemed natural to look at someone without looking them in the
eye, for casual conversation; if Tommy made it obvious he wanted to
look into the other person's eye, or if the conversation centered
on him, people would make eye contact; that's when he could make
them react.
Tommy looked away, breaking eye contact.
"I just wanted to know when the next assignment is due."
"Not until Wednesday, Tommy." Mr. Aldern replied happily as if
nothing had happened.
At lunch Tommy sat with Paul.
"You gonna be in a lot of trouble?" "No," Paul replied, "they
just talked to me about sex and stuff...you know how parents and
teachers don't want to talk about it..."
Tommy nodded.
"Yeah. My mom's cool about it, though."
Melony walked by and Tommy got up, planning to get her
attention. Instead he ran into her older brother, David
"Hey, Dickhead. Watch where you're going and keep your stinking
eyes off my sister!"
David slugged Tommy hard in the stomach.
"Or you might have an ACCIDENT or something."
Furious, Tommy looked up with an effort, searching for David's
eyes. As the older boy's eyes glazed, Tommy fought to regain the
wind which had been driven from his body.
"Speaking of accidents, David, you feel the need to piss right
now."
Without another word David's pants began to wet and urine ran
onto the floor.
"What the...?" David exclaimed, looking down at his mess.
Glancing over Tommy's shoulder, he paled and turned to run to the
bathroom.
Tommy turned to see the cafeteria turning to stare; no one was
close enough to have heard the conversation, but children are drawn
to a fight as sharks to blood in the water. They did not yet
understand why David had run from the smaller Tommy.
Tommy quickly departed. In the hall he saw David crying in the
arms of one of the female teachers. Tommy smiled and left.
The afternoon passed slowly. After the last bell rang, Tommy
snuck into the gym to find his hiding place. High in the bleachers
he could watch Melony work out with out being seen.
Melony was just younger than Tommy, her chest only bumps
compared to Mom and Lisa, but he watched. She practiced the splits,
holding her leg beside her head, and Tommy watched that small pink
strip. Gone were the jeans, and the body suit hugged her form. Her
feet and legs were bare.
Watching her, Tommy thought about what awaited him at home. He
would have to stop giving the two girls ideas as they came along.
He wanted to have them use their minds, not just sit like
dolls...well, SOMETIMES sit like dolls. But how to make them WANT
to do the things he wanted and yet still look normal to everyone
else.
What happened to Paul was proof that if he ever got caught he'd
be in big trouble. And how could he get Melony...She would be his
trophy, his display piece.
Mom had said women are not animals. Hmmmm...animals.... Tommy
began to think.
Tommy got back on the bus. He had his plan. If it worked he'd be
able to control his mom and his sitter in a way so that they would
be their sweet charming selves, but still delight his every
fantasy. When he got home it would be at least a few hours before
his sister, Holly, got home.
Tommy ran from the bus stop and burst in "Mom!? Lisa?!"
He stopped short, unprepared for the sight that greeted him.
There in the front room were both women, totally naked with not a
hint of hair around their exposed genitals. The sight of the smooth
fleshy pink lips locked Tommy's gaze. Both groins were a deep red
where the hair had been removed by the roots. Mom was on her back,
and Lisa was on top of her eagerly licking at Mom's pussy.
Beside them was not only Lisa's VCR but a tripod, video camera,
and a stack of tapes. About half of the tapes were blank, the other
half with naked women and men on their covers. There was also a
pile of magazines and strange items which Tommy failed to
recognize.
"Lisa!
"What are you doing!?"
Lisa looked up, a tired expression on her face.
"Getting your mom off....doing anything she wants"
Tommy stared at the two sweaty women as his mother smiled at
him.
"How was school, Tommy?"
That first night Tommy had told Lisa to get Mom off any way she
could. Tommy sat down, his heart racing.
"Mom, Lisa, look at me."
Both woman sat up, smiling. In a moment the smiles faded and
Tommy moved closer, staring at them. It seemed the longer they
stared the deeper the trance.
"Listen carefully to me."
They both nodded slowly, Mom still panting.
Tommy considered a moment.
"Mom, what would the neighbors say if they saw us fuck?"
She responded in a monotone, "They would call the police"
"And what would the police do?"
"They would take me away...and lock me up."
"Would you want that?"
Mom shook her head slowly no.
Both women's eyes were locked with his.
"Lisa," he grinned, "what would happen to you?"
"They would lock me up..."
"Yes," Tommy responded, "you would lose everything."
Lisa nodded slowly.
"Do you want that?"
Both woman shook their heads no.
"Good. We might get found out; you don't want that so you won't
do anything which might risk our relationship, right?"
Both women nodded. Tommy moved closer, pulling up a chair.
"Kneel!"
Both women knelt.
"Spread your knees really wide."
Both women spread their knees, giving Tommy an excellent view of
their puffy warm lips.
"Put your hands on your knees, palms up. You're very, VERY
comfortable in that position. In fact, you could stay like that for
hours without tiring. All the furniture feels picky and
itchy...even the bed...and only I can make it stop itching."
Again both women nodded.
"Lisa, Mom, you both know Blackie, our pony, don't you?"
"Yes," they answered, dreamily.
"Why did we get Blackie?"
"To stud," Mom replied.
"Tell me, does a mare have a pussy?"
Two nods.
"Do mares have tits?"
Two more nods.
"And do mares have mouthes, eyes, and breath air?"
Two nods.
Tommy took a deep breath, crossing his fingers that this would
work, getting closer and staring right into their eyes.
"And you both of you have all that?"
"Yes."
"What is a brood mare for?"
The girls droned as one, "To fuck the stud."
"And what are women for?"
There was a long silence.
"Women are JUST like brood mares."
The two women still struggled. Tommy reached out and caressed
one nipple on each naked breast, watching the women gasp at his
touch.
"They...are...to...fuck the stud."
Tommy smiled.
"I am the stud."
The two girls nodded.
"Your job is to arouse me, to do things I will like so I will
take interest in you. When I am not near you you will keep getting
hornier and hornier but you won't do anything without me."
The girls nodded.
Tommy decided that was enough for now. He had heard that
repeated suggestions made them stronger, but he broke contact.
The two women smiled.
"How was school, Tommy?
Tommy smiled and gently caressed Mom's tits.
"Mom, I can see your naked pussy."
She smiled, "It's not my pussy , Dear. It's yours."
He felt Lisa working his shirt off him, gently kissing his ear.
"What have we here?"
Mom began to remove his shoes as he picked up a magazine. On the
front cover it had a woman, a white rope tying her arms behind her
back and a bar held her legs spread. Her tits were wrapped around
and around with rope till they were dark swollen globes.
"What is this?"
Lisa leaned over, a smile on her face.
"It's bondage. Do you like it?"
The next page showed a man holding the lips of the woman's pussy
open showing the passage his mother had showed him this morning.
"It's interesting. Why did you select this?"
Lisa smiled and leaned close.
"I thought we might, you know, tie your mom up... would you
like that? Then she couldn't tell you what to do."
Tommy grinned. The next page showed a man taking a woman but he
was not in her pussy, he was in her ass.
"Lisa, bend over and show me your ass."
Tommy was surprised when Lisa not only bent over, but spread her
cheeks. Tommy regarded the hole...he had not thought to try that.
"O.K."
Lisa sat back down. Tommy had to stand as Mom unzipped his
pants reaching in to feel his stiff erection.
Tommy picked up a small package. Inside was something like a
finger for a glove.
"What's this?" he asked.
Mom leaned forward to caress his exposed nipples.
"It's a condom," she replied, "so you won't get us pregnant."
Tommy's head reeled.
"Pregnant!?
"You mean that's how a woman gets pregnant?"
Both women grinned and nodded.
"Lisa, did I make you pregnant when we..."
"There's a chance Tommy...I didn't think of it but it's about
that time."
Tommy's eyes grew big.
"I...I didn't know. I'm sorry!"
Lisa looked at him oddly.
"It's O.K. I just didn't think of it."
Tommy was almost limp as the two girls began to lick at his
toes. He reached for another magazine. He opened it and was again
shocked to see it contained nude pregnant women. He flipped
through a few of the pages and as he did so his erection grew
again. As he got used to them he discovered he liked how the
swollen bellys looked...then he looked at Lisa...and his Mom.
"Mom, you've always wanted another daughter."
"No, Tommy." she exclaimed.
Tommy caught her eyes, restating, "Mom, you WANT another
daughter."
Tommy was surprised by the strength in her voice.
"No, Tommy. That's too much responsibility."
Tommy tried again.
"Mom, you won't get pregnant."
"Yes I will, Tommy. I'm in heat like a mare."
Tommy couldn't think...he had not yet had his mother and she
looked VERY nice with ho hair down there. Then he got an idea.
"Mom, you're getting sleepy, very sleepy."
Her eyes drooped.
"You can't stay awake, you're going to go to sleep and you won't
wake up till I tell you to"
Tommy watched his mother topple over, her tits hanging to one
side.
Tommy smiled again.
"Lisa, you wanted to tie Mom up? Let's see how well you can do
it!"
Tommy sat back to watch the fun. Lisa quickly selected first a
locking leather dog collar.
"Here, Bitch. You want to fuck your son...do it like the bitch
you are."
Tommy smiled as she locked the collar snuggly around Mom's
pretty throat.
"I like it when you talk like that, Lisa."
Tommy thought Lisa would orgasm right there at the compliment.
Next she grabbed a ball gag and pressed it between the slumbering
woman's lips, locking it to Mom's face. Then Lisa dragged Mom to
the center of the living room.
There were six columns there that supported the upper floor.
Lisa made a slip knot and slipped the loop around Mom's wrists and
ankles. Appendage by appendage she drew Mom into a tight spread
eagle position. Tommy knelt down between his mother's legs to eye
that curious fleshy mound that held his interest so much, realizing
he had the whole weekend to experiment and play with his new toys.
Lisa busied herself tying Mom's tits while Tommy curiously
spread her soft lips. The passage she had shown him was still
there, only the whole thing had a much more erotic effect without
the hair. He felt he had taken away the last of her privacy,
exposing her completely. The inside was moist and soft and as he
played with it, she moaned through the gag. Tommy noticed her feet,
stretched taught as Lisa had tied her he had never considered how
sexy nude feet were.
Tommy ran his hand down his mother's lower belly, following the
curve around to her pussy, and then over that. He felt so naughty
and for once Mom wasn't going to stop him.
When Lisa finished she had looped six turns of the rope around
Mom's breasts and they were now quiet stiff and tight. Tommy ran
his hand over them. Much firmer now that the blood had been
squeezed to the nipples. He smiled at Lisa.
"You can pleasure yourself with her...just so long as I have her
pussy."
Lisa removed the ball gag and straddled the unconscious woman.
Lisa pulled the lips of her own twat apart and lowered herself onto
his mother's face.
Tommy, now very excited, tried to picture how Mom would look
pregnant. He leaned forward and felt his head press past her thick
smooth, naked lips.
Lisa slid back and forth, washing Mom's face, as Tommy slid his
stiff erection all the way into his mother. Later he would get her
to accept doing this but for not he just wanted to do it, while she
was still in heat.
Tommy began to thrust his young hips. His mother was not as
tight as Lisa but the warm slippery flesh clung to his cock. His
belly pressed to his mother's. Lisa's pretty, heart-shaped ass in
front of him. She turned around as he watched her and brought his
face to her tit. Tommy sucked the nipple into his mouth, slavering
his tongue over the girl's flesh.
Tommy bucked harder into his mother, his cock swallowed by her
belly. Lisa stroked his hair as he rocked into the helpless woman
beneath her. Tommy felt the now familiar tightening and suddenly
his cock spit out the cum into his mom.
Tommy chuckled.
"I came out of there...guess what, Mom..I'm HOME!"
He groaned as the thought caused another pleasant surge of seed
into her womb.
He heard Lisa orgasm on Mom's face and held his softening
erection inside his mother.
"Is...she pregnant...now?" he panted.
Lisa looked at him and smiled, kissing him on the lips and
allowing his tongue to explore her mouth. When they broke she said,
"You don't know right away, it may take a few times."
Tommy smiled.
"That's not a problem. We've got a LOT of time."
Tommy Takes Charge 4
His Sister
Tommy lay on his mother for a few moments catching his breath. He laid his
head on her tits, slippery with his saliva and her sweat. Lisa sat in front
of him, on Mom's face, working that wonderful thing between her legs over
Mom's nose and mouth. Lisa was working up her own sweat, and Tommy
realized neither woman had taken a bath since he had started playing with
them this morning, and he had lathered both up rather well all day. Tommy
put that out of his mind as he snuggled up to Mom. His length was soft now,
but still buried somewhere deep inside Mom's tummy, the warmth of her folds
was pleasant, and the feel of the bare girl flesh on his was relaxing. As
he pillowed his head on Mom's breasts he looked up at her hands. The ropes
bit deeply into her wrists from when he had bound her spread-eagled on the
floor on her back. He locked his hypnotic eyes on her, telling her to
sleep.
Tommy giggled, realizing he still needed his Mom, that he was not mature
enough to know how to be an adult. From now on HE would put the women to
bed, not the other way around. After a while Tommy lifted himself up,
feeling himself slip from his mother's mound and sat back to look at it
again. A bit of his cum dribbled out on the soft naked lips. Mom would
never wear hair down there again. She had gotten rid of it permanently,
pulling each hair bout by the root as Tommy had asked...Asked?
Commanded. Tommy smiled again as Lisa worked herself harder over his
unconscious mother, her moans filling the house. Tommy reached down and
rubbed the fluid that had dripped out of Mom over her mound, again amazed
at how soft it was.
He couldn't figure out why he couldn't make Mom WANT to try and make a baby
with him but it didn't matter. His mother moaned in her sleep at his
gentle, curious touch; Lisa echoed it as her mound pressed over Mom's open
mouth.
"I'll figure it out later," he thought, "I have all kinds of time. So long
as I can put Mom out, she can't stop me anyways."
He smiled and tried to picture Mom with her belly swollen in however long
it took girls to have babies.
Lisa's moan brought him back to reality and he sat on the Lazy Boy to
watch.
"You're really getting off on that, aren't you, Lisa?"
Lisa blushed a deep shade of red as she said, "Tommy, you told me you
wanted me to."
"Yes, but I mean you REALLY like it."
Tommy sensed he had hit on something here, something more than his control
of his babysitter.
"Tommy, I...I know you're making me do this. I don't know how, or why I
like so much doing it for you, but I know I normally wouldn't."
Tommy grinned and she instinctively looked into his red eyes.
"Tell me the truth. You wouldn't do this unless you thought you could get
away with it."
Slowly Lisa nodded. Tommy released her from his gaze and turned to the
stack of magazines, the ones Lisa had bought at his bidding. He noticed a
small pile in a brown paper bag. Lisa followed his eyes to the bag and
blushed again.
Tommy picked up the bag, noting that his mother's hair was becoming soaked
in Lisa's juices as she lay bound and asleep. Slipping the magazine from
the brown paper, Tommy saw four women on the cover; two were licking each
other while the other two urinated on them.
"Lisa!
"Is THIS what I told you to buy?"
Lisa froze in terror. Tommy recognized the look, it was the same one he had
worn when his father had caught him using lunch money to by cigarettes.
"Tommy, I...I'm sorry..."
Tommy smiled. This was not his doing, it was something deep and dirty
inside Lisa.
"Lisa, I will make you a deal."
She looked at him, her beautiful pussy resting comfortably over Mom's nose.
"You help me with Mom, make me hard as often as you can, I mean become a
real fan of my body, and I'll give you a present."
Lisa looked confused, torn by her desire. She was being asked to submit to
Tommy not only because of his will but freely as well.
Tommy moved closer, gently running a finger over his babysitter's warm,
sweaty breasts and watched her lean into his caress. She looked directly at
his small boy's cock.
"Tommy, I don't..."
Tommy leaned down to his mother's ear.
"Mom, you're dreaming about kissing me. Please kiss me."
Lisa groaned as his mother's lips found Lisa's pussy and she began to kiss
with her tongue as she had done for Tommy.
"You see, Lisa, I can make things very pleasant for you."
As Lisa considered, Tommy could see the pleasure in her. It was a serious
consideration.
"I'll have you anyways..."
"Okay, okay.
"Tommy, you win...you have me...just PLEASE don't tell her to stop!"
Tommy giggled.
"I wouldn't think of it. I'm going to go play with my Sega. Do what you
like with Mom but don't hurt her."
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It was getting late. Tommy had let Mom up after Lisa had finally slaked her
lust. Then he'd gone over to Paul's house to play. Before he had left,
Tommy had gone over to the pile of leather goods and found a soft locking
leather collar.
"Well, Lisa," he had said "If you're going to help, here is your reward."
With that he locked the collar about his mother's throat.
"Mom, you want to do anything Lisa asks. She looks real pretty and it
excites you like having sex when you obey her. I put you on a leash because
you like following her like a puppy; you don't mind it at all."
Mom had resisted but Tommy's gaze had bested her.
It was almost time for his sister, Holly, to get home when he returned. Mom
now wore a silk robe that only barely covered her ass, while Lisa had
donned a leather bra and panties she had bought from the sex shop. They
both wanted to do something special for Tommy.
Mom heard the door close and heard the soft voice of her 14 year old
daughter.
Lisa hid her approving smile when the young, brown-haired girl with doe
eyes walked through the door. She stood only half a head taller than Tommy
where Lisa could rest her chin atop Tommy's head and his mother's
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were right at his eye level.
Holly stood in a typical Catholic school uniform: a black sweater over a
white blouse, a green plaid skirt, black socks and black high gloss pumps.
Holly stopped, a bit shocked when she entered the room. There was a
peculiar smell, not really unpleasant, but odd. Her mother stood, dressed
for a slumber party, accompanied by Tommy's babysitter in a leather bikini.
"Mom, what's going on?"
Mom answered, smiling brightly, "Come in honey. We have something to
explain to you."
Holly walked in, her long brown hair nearly sweeping the floor as she
walked and sat down next to her mother.
"What is it? Why are you dressed that way?"
"Honey, do you know what sex is?"
Holly blushed, nodding meekly; that was a forbidden topic in school.
Mom went on, stroking her brown hair.
"I think it's time for your sex talk, darling."
Holly grinned, she knew this was coming some day, but this was totally
unexpected.
Lisa sat on the floor next to Holly --- for some reason all the furniture
prickled --- and gently began to caress Holly's leg.
"Have you any questions?" Mom asked.
Holly considered.
"Well...what IS sex anyways? I mean what's the big deal? I mean I know it's
what makes babies..."
Mom smiled and hugged he daughter's face to her breast.
"Holly, sex is the most wonderful feeling in the world."
Holly was so surprised she barely noticed Lisa's hand up her skirt nor her
mother's hand down her back on the inside of her blouse.
"Are you still a virgin, Holly?" Mom asked.
Dumbfounded, Holly nodded.
"Of course..."
Suddenly, Holly was very aware of something between her legs. When she
looked down, Lisa's hand was gently caressing her sensitive pussy lips. She
stiffened but her mother's gentle voice went on.
"That's good. I am proud of you. Since your dad died...I need your help
with Tommy."
"Tommy?" she asked, "Why? Is something wrong?"
Holly could feel Lisa's fingers shooting hot flashes up her groin and
squirmed a little.
Mom smiled.
"What I am going to ask you, I am going to ask because you're so mature. Do
you know the difference between a man's body and a woman's?"
Holly blushed.
"No, not exactly..."
Holly's voice trailed off as Lisa's teasing fingers danced. Mom smiled.
"I want you to go to your brother, you and he will take your clothes
off...and then he will show you the difference."
Holly couldn't believe her ears.
"You WANT me to take my clothes off?"
Mom hugged her warmly so that Lisa could duck her head under the
girl's skirt.
"Honey, sex is nothing to be ashamed of, and it's not easy to make babies,
I know what the nuns taught you but, well, I believe they were wrong."
Holly felt Lisa's tongue. Suddenly half of her wanted to pull away, but the
other half.... She had seen Tommy's bare chest, and remembered how exciting
he looked. and Mom said it was okay.
Holly heard the door slam. Tommy walked across the kitchen and into the
living room.
"Okay, Mom, what do I do next?"
Mom smiled and kissed her on the lips, a very unmotherly kiss that left
Holly dazed and even more aroused. Lisa withdrew thinking how easy it was
to excite the child's hormones.
"Why, whatever he wants, dear," was Mom's reply.
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Tommy sat down in the chair, considering his sister's fate, when suddenly
she was there, sweeping into the room.
"Hello, Tommy."
"Holly, I..."
Before he could go further he was surprised to see her begin to unbutton
her sweater and toss it aside.
"Ever seen me naked before?"
Tommy's mouth dropped open, then he saw Lisa wave from the other
room and sat back smiling.
"No. Would you strip for me?"
Holly blushed, beginning to get nervous, looking at her mother who nodded
encouragement. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off her long
slender arms, revealing her training bra. Then she moved over and began to
undo Tommy's shirt with trembling hands. Tommy never moved, allowing her to
take it off. which strengthened Holly's resolve.
"If he can do it, *I* can do it," she thought, wondering why Tommy wouldn't
meet her gaze. "He must be embarrassed."
Tommy felt the touch of her warm hands as they moved to his belt. She was
as curious as he had been. He stood while she tugged his jeans down and his
cock sprang out. She stared at it as if it were the Python from The Jungle
Book.
Tommy, used to his mother and Lisa reached over and undid the bra,
releasing his sister's small breasts, as he leaned over Holly he pressed
his cock to her face, and felt her warm cheek.
Holly felt it. It was hard, but not like iron or stone. She looked up at
her naked brother. She was beginning to get really nervous, but stood, clad
only in her skirt and shoes. Tommy smiled and for now, knelt and removed
the shoes and socks. His hands went under her skirt to her waist.
"Tommy, please...I think I want to stop."
Tommy leaned forward and began to lick at her small nipples. Making eye
contact for just a second he spoke quietly.
"Pull down your panties."
Holly let the cotton panties fall around her ankles, looking at Tommy's
discarded Underoos, with their pictures of Kimba the White Lion all over
them.
Tommy stepped back, pulling on the buttons of the skirt.
It fell away and Tommy smiled at the soft mound he had
revealed. It was snow white, with no hair growing on it yet, her
ass was firmer than Lisa's.
Lisa trembled.
"Please, Tommy, stop. This isn't right. Something is wrong with Mom."
Tommy chuckled as Lisa led Mom passively all the way into the room by her
new leash.
Holly looked at her brother.
"Tommy?"
Tommy smiled and held up an identical collar and leash.
"This is for you, Holly."
She turned to run but Mom intercepted her.
"Please, Mom, what's going on?"
Mom smiled gently down.
"Tommy knows what he's doing. Trust him."
Holly turned seeing no escape.
"Put your hands behind your back, Holly," Tommy said.
Holly did so, and Tommy took a small length of her own hair and tied her
hands behind her back.
"Kneel."
Holly again did so, and he used more hair to bind her ankles. and then
twisted up some hair and pushed it into her mouth, tying it there with more
hair so she wouldn't talk and disrupt him.
Grinning, he knelt behind her.
Mom cautioned him, "Don't make her pregnant, Tommy."
Tommy laughed. Mom and that pregnancy thing.
"Lisa, take Mom outside and play with her."
Once alone Tommy looked at his captive.
"I will take your mind later. Right now I want your body..
Moving closer, Tommy began to work himself into his sister's body.
"I been reading up on stuff. Is it almost time for your period?"
Holly nodded.
"Good. By god, you're tighter than Lisa."
He pushed a bit harder and saw her small nipples stiffen.
Then he came up against her virginity, for she had known no other man
before him. It was almost too easy to push past it: she winced a little and
then he was through. His rhythm was steady and he allowed her to climax
once before he pumped his own orgasm into her body.
"That's 3 notches for my bedpost," he announced, grinning.
Remembering something, he called in his other women.
"Mom, what was that in the picture where the guy put his dick in a woman's
ass?"
"An ass fuck, Tommy? Did you already fuck Holly's pussy?"
Holly could not believe the language her mother was using.
Tommy nodded.
"Well, Tommy, why not try her. She has you wet and hard, and you have her
ass available..."
Tommy regarded it, The pucker of Holly's ass was MUCH smaller, but he
stepped up. When he shoved his head in, Holly gave a very arousing
grunt. Smiling Tommy began to feed her more and more. It was amazing how
tight it was. He finally got himself in completely, and then pulled back, a
pleasant suction being created. He grinned as he felt Lisa begin to lick
his balls from behind, and Mom straddled Holly, pillowing her head on her
tits. Tommy began to buck hard. having just orgasmed he could take his
time. He listened to his sister grunting, he was not sure if it was pain or
pleasure, but he knew he liked this, and he still had two more days of the
weekend left.
To his right the video camera was running, having captured Holly losing her
virginity. he smiled as he climaxed in the young, tight anus, the squeezing
giving him an interesting sensation. Slowly he pulled out after he was
satisfied. He regarded his cock and then looked at Holly's remaining virgin
orifice
Smiling he lifted her head and said, "Holly, look into my eyes."
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Melody brought to heel
The evening went by quickly for Tommy. He taught Holly how to
suck his cock; as he felt she was a little over weight that was all
she was to be given to eat all weekend. At bed time, Tommy put his
girls in their new clothes.
Tommy gave them thin leather cuffs, each with a wire running
inside the leather. Because it made them look so nice Tommy used
cuffs at least one size too small and made them fit on each girl's
wrists and ankles. Lisa had bought cuffs with integral locks.
Tommy locked each on, and flushed all the keys down the toilet,
together with the keys to their dog collars.
Next Tommy made a small bed for each at the foot of his mother's
bed, on the floor. As he made each girl lay down, he again looked
between each of their legs and began to realize he was thinking of
the women more and more in terms of their pussies. Mom was not Mom,
she was just a loose pussy, Holly was the tightest and his
babysitter, well she was just his first crush. After examining
their cunts, Tommy leashes each woman to the bed, binding Holly's
and Lisa's ankles and hands behind their backs and using his
hypnotic stare to put each of them to sleep. Mom he just put on a
leash. His cock was limp and he gently rubbed it against her cheek.
"Tommy, that's filthy, and I haven't had a bath in four days."
Tommy grinned.
"Yeah, and you smell like a whore, Mom." Mom looked angry.
"Mom, I'll set an alarm for you. Tomorrow when you get up I want
you to wake me up with a blow job." "Tommy, this has gone far
enough. Your cock is dirty, you haven't washed, I don't want it in
my mouth, and if you keep having me swallow your cum, I may get
sick. I saw you with your sister, you DIDN'T use a condom, you
could get her pregnant" Tommy smiled and said, "Mom, I am going
to knock all three of you girls up. I am doing my best to GET you
pregnant."
"Tommy, women are not animals...you can't care for a baby, and
we can't AFFORD a baby, let alone three, and a boy is not supposed
to make his mother pregnant. I don't want to suck your cock."
Tommy smiled. Bound as she was, Mom could no more enforce her
will then she could stay awake if he told her to go to sleep. Tommy
knelt down and stared into his mother's eyes. "Mom, women ARE
animals, specifically they are breeding animals."
Smiling, Tommy got an idea.
"Mom, your are a brood mare. For the rest of this weekend you
will not speak, you'll whinny. You'll prance about on all fours and
you will not bite or kick; you're a tame mare. We humans can do
anything we want. Now in the morning, when you hear the alarm you
will nuzzle and suck on my cock till I cum."
"I will nuzzle and suck on your cock till you cum," she
repeated.
"Now go to sleep and wait for the alarm. I am going to dress
you women up and take some videos of you. Maybe I can sell them.
Your bed is on the floor with the rest of the animals. I'm taking
your bed."
Mom laid down and went to sleep. Tommy got out some of the
things Lisa had bought. The women were unconscious and bound; Tommy
could play with his new dolls.
Lisa was first, He flopped her over onto her belly and spread
her tight ass cheeks. There her pink pucker nestled. Tommy became
hard just looking at it.
"Lisa, I have been neglecting you," Tommy said to the sleeping
woman in his hands.
He chuckled when he poked her anus with his finger, watching the
muscles twitch. Slowly Tommy moved up, his balls dragging nicely
along the backs of Lisa's legs and he pushed his head against the
pucker. Lisa did not move. Grinning, Tommy pushed his weight into
the helpless babysitter. Pulling back on her hair he could watch
her face.
Lisa winced slightly as Tommy drove in. His eyes darted between
her face and the stretching anus that was swallowing his erection.
Tommy chuckled when he worked all the way into her and heard her
grunt. Then he began to thrust, not gently like with Holly, but
quickly. Lisa's hands were bound tightly behind her back, and Tommy
could feel them against his belly as he drove in. He was getting
better at this, and didn't feel the need to orgasm right away so
while he was busy in her bowels he reached over for the strange
leather bra he had selected for her, Strapping around the sweaty
girl he saw how Lisa's nice tits poked thru the holes, and as he
tightened it, he could see how over time it would cause her breasts
to swell.
Lisa grunted in her induced sleep with each of Tommy's thrusts.
Looking at her tits getting redder and noticing Lisa's hands and
feet being red, he felt the now familiar pleasure wash over him.
This time, for the first time he looked down and watched his cock
as it pumped his seed into the babysitter.
When he finished, Tommy moved his sister to his bed, and tied
her spread eagle, nice and tight just like he'd tied Mom. As she
lay there on her back exposed, Tommy smiled and probed her mouth
with his tongue, strapping a bra on her as well. Then he went out
to the barn where Blackie was, stroking the pony he removed the
bridle from it, and brought it in and placed it on his mother,
adjusting the straps. Then he video taped each woman, in close up,
concentrating on their pussies, and in Lisa's case the cum dripping
out of her ass.
Then Tommy pulled out what he had been waiting for: three
chastity belts. For Lisa he selected two vibrators, implanting one
each into her pussy and ass. Turning them to maximum he held them
tightly in place with the locking belt. She moaned in her sleep.
"That will wear you out until the batteries do," Tommy chuckled,
rising. For Mom he chose the two biggest dildoes, one for her
cunt, the other for her ass. She too was locked in her chastity
belt.
Tommy regarded his helpless sister. He had not explored her
mind extensively yet. He released her and woke her up. She
blinked, shaking her head. Her breasts were swollen and very
sensitive, the nipples standing out very obscenely. Tommy held the
leash to which she was attached.
"Tommy?" she asked nervously.
"Come on girl," he said, whistling to her like she were a dog.
Holly didn't want to obey but found herself following.
"Heel," Tommy said forcefully and she fell in step with him,
one step behind and to the right.
"Tommy, please...I'm scared."
"Don't be scared," he replied "I am going to make you pregnant,
not hurt you."
"Tommy!" she yelled "Tommy you're only twelve, and I am only
fourteen."
"Down!"
Tommy pointed to his feet where there was a silver dog dish.
Holly knelt. In the dish were dry, oblong, green-brown chunks of
something.
"Hungry?" he asked, his eyes flashing a moment.
Holly found herself famished.
"Tommy, is that...."
"Yep," Tommy grinned, "Dog food. I tried some. It's not so bad
and it's cheaper than eggs and bacon and stuff that I will be
eating. Now come on..."
Tommy grinned as she bent over and began to eat with no hands.
He stroked her ass gently, casually looking at the way her pussy
lips pressed between her closed thighs.
"Open your legs," he commanded.
"Tommy..."
"OPEN THEM!"
She quietly spread her knees and Tommy rubbed a finger over her
thick lips back there, watching in pleasure as her nipples pressed
harder into the leather bra.
"How do you like your bra?" he asked.
"It's hot," she complained. "Good. I like to see you sweat.
You have a very pretty body. You're going to bear lots of children
for me."
"Tommy, I am your sister."
Tommy nodded as she finished her dinner.
"Yes, you are."
Tommy walked out to his Sega, Holly following at the end of her
leash. Before playing he locked eyes with Holly.
"Holly, you worship me...you adore me. You'd do anything to
please me. I want you to come up with your own ideas on how to
please me. I will screw you when I am pleased so you just show me
what you got, anything we do will be YOUR idea, and your fault if
anything happens, so you best not let anyone know."
When he broke contact Holly looked up at him nervously, then
without a word began to lavish his feet with her tongue. Tommy sat
back and played Sonic 2 while his sister suckled his toes.
After finishing the game, Tommy tied his sister back to the foot
of the bed. The rest of the weekend was just like that. Lisa waking
up near exhaustion as the vibrators screwed her at night and Tommy
took her by day. Mom woke up every morning and woke her son with a
blow job. Usually she found Holly spread eagle with dried cum
between her legs and in her mouth.
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Monday morning Tommy allowed the women to give him a bath with
their tongues, and then had them shower and dress for work or
school. None of the women could remove their collars or cuffs so
they became part of their "clothing". Tommy told his mother to
withdraw Holly from the Catholic school; it was time to home-school
her. Then Mom went to work. Lisa was told to have an intense
hatred of any males who made any advances on her except for
himself, that included Roger. And Lisa went to classes. Holly he
left chained to the stove by her ankle, naked. Her job would be to
cook and keep the house clean, very clean.
Tommy went to school. He began to drop hints, or what he thought
were hints, to Paul. It would take a while to work him up to
meeting Tommy's girls. Tommy kept an eye out for Melody, but it
seemed she was spending the week at a cheerleading camp. Tommy made
up for his disappointment by screwing each of his girls harder
every night.
At breakfast after another fine weekend with his women, a
weekend which had been extended by power outage Sunday night, Mom
set Tommy's plate down and said,"Tommy, I feel a little sick this
morning and so does your sister."
Tommy figured that just meant the dog food would last longer;
Lisa ate heartily from her bowl on the floor. Tommy and his harem
were startled by a knock on the door. Tommy ordered them into robes
and Mom answered the door.
Tommy listened from the kitchen as he heard the door open.
His mother shouted, "You damned bitch! Get out of my house! Get
out!"
Tommy charged into the front room to see his mother, red-faced
screaming at another woman standing just inside the door. The
newcomer looked surprisingly like his mother. Her hair was the
same, though worn more stylishly and her eyes were the same, though
with fewer age lines around them. Her black skirt was slit to the
thigh and she wore black high heeled shoes. Her white, cashmere
sweater hugged her curves more than anything Tommy had ever seen
his mother wear.
"Mom, settle down."
Mom was silent, taking a step backwards. The stranger looked
from her to Tommy and back again.
"Who's this, Mom?"
"Tommy, I don't want her here."
The woman looked back to Tommy, smiling. Tommy's stomach
lurched. He had to be careful.
"Mom, I asked who she is."
Tommy's hypnotic suggestions took hold and his mother answered,
"That's your aunt Barb."
"Aunt Barb? I didn't know I HAD an Aunt Barb."
Tommy saw his mother's anger boiling to the surface again. He
placed a hand on her shoulder and said calmly, "Mom, we can't turn
away family."
"I supposed you're right," his mother's replied.
Aunt Barb's surprise filled her face as Mom turned to her.
"You can stay for a little while. Don't you dare make trouble,
though or you're out of here."
Mom stalked off to the kitchen and Aunt Barb stepped into the
living room. Tommy was not sure if it was an accident, but she
leaned forward as she spoke to him, affording him a view of her
ample cleavage.
"You must be Tommy," she said.
"And you're my Aunt Barb?"
"Call me Bambi. All my friends do."
"Bambi? Like the deer?"
She chuckled.
"Yep."
Tommy was getting nervous. With her deep-cut sweater he didn't
even think to look into her eyes. He had a lot of questions but the
school bus was coming and he had plans for Melody. Bambi would have
to wait.
"See you later, Bambi."
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At school Tommy went straight to Melody, taking the seat next to
her in first period.
"Hi Melody. How was your trip?"
She gave him an icy glance "Look, leave me alone."
"You have a nice ass...and your going to show it to me."
"What!" she shouted, shocked by his nerve. Before she could say
more, the bell rang for class.
All through math Melody glared at him. Tommy carefully avoided
eye contact.
He caught up with her out in the hall after class let out.
"Melody..."
She wouldn't look at him.
"Melody, I am going to put you on a dog leash and bring you to
heel."
Melody spun, her arm outstretched but Tommy ducked her slap.
The smile froze on Tommy's face as a strong hand reached around
him from behind, grabbing a handful of his shirt and turning him
around. A punch to his stomach doubled him over. The hold on his
shirt did not let go, pulling him forward into an alcove and out of
sight of the teachers monitoring the hall.
Fighting to breathe, Tommy was hauled straight and looking into
the face of Melody's current boyfriend, Dale. Dale exercised most
of his limited vocabulary to threaten the smaller boy.
"Listen you little shithead, you stay away from my..."
Dale's face went blank as he locked gazes with Tommy.
"Dale, you're thirsty, very, very thirsty. You need a really big
drink, don't you? Of course you do. Why only a drink from one of
the toilets will satisfy you. Go ahead, Dale, get a good, long
drink from one of the toilets in the bathroom and remember, I was
the one who made you do it. Get out of here."
He smiled as he watched Dale charge around the corner and into
the boys' room.
Tommy thought for a moment in the empty hall, trying to
remember. Then he had it and hurried down to the art wing. Throwing
open the door he saw Melody holding a brush in one hand studying
the canvas in front of her.
He walked up to Melody and grabbed her. She looked at him, mouth
agape but again Tommy avoided eye contact.
"I will see you naked on your knees before me."
Before she could react further, Tommy kissed her, using his
tongue as Mom had taught him.
Mr. Dean, the art teacher lifted Tommy off the floor, breaking
the kiss. As he was carried from the room he watched tears roll
down Melody's face and thought how much sexier they made her look.
He sat in the principal's office as his mother was called. Mom
heard the principal's name and the suggestion Tommy had planted
clicked in. She arranged to meet and speak with Melody's parents at
Tommy's house.
Tommy was sent home. With Holly's help he prepared the video
recorder for the evening's festivities. He hid it so he could
record the fun in kitchen.
Just after five Mom got home. At six Melody and her parents
arrived. Mom led them into the kitchen.
Before they were even seated at the table, Melody's father
began.
"Do you have any idea what your son did?"
Melody's mother, her face prematurely wrinkled with frown lines,
placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him.
Holly stood waiting as Tommy's mother suggested she take Melody
upstairs to play so the adults could talk freely and take care of
Tommy. Melody's parents looked relieved as their little girl left
the room.
"Well, Tommy?" his mother said sternly, "What do you have to say
for yourself?" All eyes turned to Tommy. Smiling he saw Melody's
mother's and father's faces go blank.
"I say Melody is a problem child. She is much older than she
seems. You know it's healthy for a girl her age to have a playmate
like me?"
The three adults at the table nodded.
"It was just play. Melody is quite happy, and you know I think
if you leave her here it would do her a lot of good."
Again the three nodded slowly.
"Now, don't the two of you have to get home and make love. You
couldn't do it while Melody was around, could you?" Melody's
parents nodded again.
"Good. Why not go home," Tommy said, "and fuck on the front
lawn."
Quietly they got up and left.
Tommy smiled. He wanted to take Melody without mind control the
first time. He got up and started toward Holly's room where Lisa
had been waiting to surprise Melody.
He got no further than the living room. The T.V. was on and his
Aunt Bambi, who he had forgotten about was sitting there, the
picture on the screen was the now empty table. He had left the
camera connected to the T.V.!
Frantically he moved to lock his eyes with his unknown aunt.
But she was obviously warned and closed her eyes, but to Tommy's
amazement, she knelt before him.
"WAIT! PLEASE, Tommy! MASTER!"
Tommy blinked.
"Tommy, I am your aunt, and I want to be your slave."
Tommy was too astounded to move.
"Look, you remember your mother was so upset. Have you asked
her why?"
Tommy glanced at his mother, then back at the woman kneeling at
his feet.
"Mom? Why do you dislike Aunt Bambi so much?"
Tommy felt his mother struggle but slowly she spoke.
"Your father...our wedding night. Your aunt seduced him."
Tommy looked at Mom, shocked.
"She seduced Dad?"
Mom nodded but Bambi spoke.
"Tommy," she said, unzipping Tommy's pants, "I will let you use
your power on me, but I want to help you with these women."
"Why?" Tommy asked as he watched her pull his pants and
underwear down.
"I believe the natural state of womankind is kneeling before a
man, used for his pleasure, not hers, punished for the slightest
infraction and to make babies. I came here to seduce you, to show
my sister I could have you, too.
"You need someone to help you, an adult...I will be your
headwoman, in exchange for making me your slave."
Tommy was grinning as the woman before him began to undress
slowly.
"I, too, like women. That is why I became an OB/GYN, a woman's
doctor. You'll need my help if you want to make the young one
upstairs pregnant."
"You know about that?" Tommy asked, fear again coloring his
face.
Bambi smiled and pointed to Tommy's tape collection on the floor
"I had all day. You have been a very busy man."
~Subject: Tommy Takes Charge 6 (mf ff mc nc bs pd in)
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Tommy Takes Charge 6
Mom in Heat
Tommy marveled at his aunt as she knelt before him, offering him
more than he had ever expected. She was shaped just right, so much
like Mom...
Tommy was young, but not to young to know that when things look
too good to be true they often are.
"Bambi, look at me."
The woman looked into Tommy's eyes and her own quickly glazed.
"Tell me the truth. Are you trying to trick me?"
"No, Master," she replied.
Tommy was surprised but tried not to let it show.
"Bambi, you will never betray me. You'll be my loyal slave, but
you can never tell on me, and you must always protect me."
"I must always protect you."
"And you'll always do as I say."
"I will always do as you say."
He broke contact with her. She blinked and smiled at him.
"What about Mom?" he asked.
Bambi smiled.
"Oh I have plans for her.... With your permission, of course."
"Sure. What do you need from me?"
"Keep her from struggling."
Tommy smiles and looked at his mother.
"Mom, you can't move. You are locked in place except as Bambi
wants you to move."
Mom stood stock still. She still wore the black business suit
that she had worn to work. Meeting with Melody's parents meant she
couldn't change as she normally would have. Her hair was pulled up
into a French braid on the top of her head giving her a certain
elegance.
Tommy's eyes left his mother to watch Aunt Bambi remove her
clothes. The white cashmere sweater went over her head and a quick
zip left her skirt on the floor. Her tits were firmer, higher than
his mother's, the nipples reaching out for attention. As she
wiggled out of her thin pink panties Tommy noticed that she kept
her sex naked just like the other members of his harem. Watching
her show Tommy thought how great an addition Aunt Bambi would make.
After she had stripped Bambi walked up to his mother and
squeezed her breasts through the black business suit she wore.
Mom's eyes went wide.
"Bambi, stop it!
"Stop it right now!"
Rather than stop, Bambi gave her sister a big, wet kiss and
grabbed her cunt through the skirt and squeezed it.
"Tommy, stop her...please, Mmmaster..."
Mom's protests were cut short as Bambi again mashed her mouth
against her sister's lips.
Bambi stepped back, slowly peeling the dark jacket off her
sister revealing a white silky blouse with a high collar. Tommy
could see the outline of the dark leather bra Lisa had bought. As
she now did every day she had worn it to work. Tommy smiled at her
erect nipples poking proudly through the holes in the bra. Suddenly
he wondered whether she had worn the suit coat all day to hide her
sexy underthings. He would have to do something about that.
While Tommy thought, Bambi slowly unbuttoned the blouse and the
pulled it off his mother revealing the leather bra and locked
collar that she wore underneath it. With a flick of her wrist
Bambi let down her sisters hair so that it flowed down around her
shoulders.
"Oh, Master, she looks wonderful," said Bambi, running her
fingers along the tight leather collar.
Tommy was going to tell Aunt Bambi that she would get one soon,
too, but his mother interrupted.
"Stop...please...stop..."
Bambi, ignoring the pleas, unzipped Mom's skirt and let it fall
to the floor revealing a pair of nylon stockings that were held in
place by a lacy black garter belt. Tommy's mother wore no panties!
"Bambi, don't you touch me! Stop it!"
"Sister, dear, you are so sexy without any panties. I'll just
bet every one at your office wants to taste this."
With that Bambi knelt, spreading Mom's knees with her hands and
Mom's cunt lips with her tongue. In a second she had found her
sister's clit and a ragged moan rose from Mom's throat.
Before Mom could get too excited, Bambi stopped. A look of
consternation crossed Mom's face, then shame. Tommy found the
second look extremely exciting. Just as she started to protest
again, Tommy had an idea.
"Bambi, give me your panties."
His aunt retrieved them from the floor and handed the damp cloth
to Tommy. As Mom took a deep breath to continue pleading, Tommy
popped the panties in her mouth. Her diatribe became muffled and
then, as she realized the futility of her pleas and orders, it died
down.
Bambi smiled and then lay Mom down on the floor. With a sneer
she placed the sharp, stiletto heel of one of her shoes on Mom's
forehead. Tommy found the gesture oddly exciting.
Without further ado, Bambi grabbed an armload of video equipment
and left the house. Tommy had no idea what she was doing until the
monitor in the living room came to life showing a view of the large
mating stall in the barn. Bambi smiled and waved into the camera as
she moved about making some sort of preparations.
When Bambi returned to the house she popped a fresh 8 hour tape
into the recorder and punched record. Lisa had bought the equipment
from the college studio. The camera could track and zoom remotely.
Bambi helped Mom to her feet, openly copping a feel. She then
led her out the back door with Tommy in tow. Bambi bent Mom down on
a padded bench she had placed in the center of the stall.
"Well, Sister dear," Bambi said saucily, "While I satisfy my
stallion in the house, you'll get to satisfy yours right here."
Mom began to scream into Bambi's panties but could not move.
Tommy watched, fascinated by this idea.
Bambi was thorough, tying Mom tightly to the bench. She had been
ordered not to move, but what was coming might get a little rough.
Hence her wrists were attached to the legs of the bench in front of
her and her legs spread and tied to the back legs. Mom was secured
to the bench on her belly.
Bambi knelt between her sister's legs and began to poke and
prod.
"What are you doing?"
"Examining her."
Bambi took an instrument that they used in mares, a kind of
periscope and inserted it into Mom. She peered in with a light.
"Has your mother been feeling sick in the mornings?"
"Yes. Is she going to be all right?"
"Fine, she is just pregnant.
"Has she had any dates in the last month or so?"
"Only with me," Tommy stated, grinning widely at the news.
"Then you're going to be a daddy, Master."
Mom had been struggling throughout the examination, straining to
move away from her sister. When she heard the news she collapsed
against the bench. When she saw which cupboard Bambi was opening
she willed herself to struggle again.
Tommy looked at the can in Bambi's hand. The label read "Mare In
Heat". It was used for milking stallions for artificial
insemination. The spray smelled like a mare in heat and Blackie
couldn't tell the difference. With a smile, Bambi presented the can
to Tommy.
The stuff was strong. Tommy knew you always used the same shirt
when you sprayed it because even after 10 washings, the stallion
would get aroused if it came anywhere near the shirt.
Tommy began to spray a heavy coating on his mother's pussy and
ass. As soon as he had begun spraying he heard Blackie's interest
as the young stallion pranced in his stall.
Tommy pulled the panties out of her mouth and smiled.
Mom's voice quivered.
"Please, Tommy, don't do this, don't mate me with Blackie."
"Sorry, Mom, but the poor thing deserves to have fun too."
Tommy crouched down to look in his mother's eyes.
"Mom, do you want to mate with Blackie?"
"No," came the monotone reply
"Good. Why not?"
"He's an animal...he's dirty."
Bambi leaned down, whispering into Tommy's ear. The smile on
Tommy's face grew as he embraced his aunt's suggestion.
"Mom, every time you do it with Blackie, you will feel dirty,
but it will feel good, you'll keep thinking of how good the animal
feels, and how nice it feels to be his slave, how much it turns you
on to be fucked by him. But you'll remember how dirty it is to mate
with an animal...right?"
Mom nodded.
As Tommy reached to put the can back in the cupboard his aunt
took it from him, spraying an additional strong dose around Mom's
mouth. Tommy opened both ends of the mating stall so Blackie could
mount what he wanted to, released the stallion's stall and got out
of the way.
Bambi and Tommy ran back to the house. Looking at the T.V.,
Tommy saw Blackie behind Mom with his muzzle buried between her
legs. Tommy swung the camera and zoomed up and got a good shot of
Blackie's large equine tongue pressing into Mom's open cunt. Mom
moaned and pleaded.
"Blackie, no...Gods, Blackie, stop!"
Smiling, Tommy turned up the volume. Time to start playing with
Melody's mind.
Tommy lead Bambi upstairs where they found Lisa, Holly, and
their new playmate, Melody. Melody had a dildo gag tightly strapped
to her head and her jeans had been removed. She wore a pink
bodysuit with snaps at the crotch over lighter pink cotton panties.
Tommy's mind pictured the pussy which awaited him under the double
layer of cloth.
Melody was tied to a large wooden cross, her arms spread wide,
and her legs tied together, a mixture of fear and pleasure were in
her eyes as Holly, totally nude and on Lisa's leash, knelt and
licked Melody's nipples thru her leotard. Lisa was gently rubbing
circles around Melody's cloth covered crotch.
Tommy approached, grinning. Melody's eyes locked on his and
Tommy murmured.
"Being tied up excites you. You love the feeling of the ropes,
the restraint. Your feelings toward sex are unchanged."
Tommy broke contact and continued.
"Melody, I told you you would wear my leash and make you my
bitch. You're going to mother my children, too."
His three girls brought Melody's cross downstairs while Tommy
sat to watch the T.V. Tommy used the controls to widen the angle.
He could see Blackie now, his black shimmering body trembled as he
licked at the unusual mare in front of him. He had dropped from
his sheath now and his thick cock hung shiny wet between his hind
legs, his tail swishing nervously. Tommy moved to pan the camera
over Blackie, First getting a close up of his shiny but scuffed
brown hooves, then his thick neck, swollen with the scent they had
put on Mom, and then finally over his rump, following his black
length from base to flair.
Tommy noticed the horse didn't have a head like he did, instead
it had a bell shaped flare, like the opening of a trumpet. Mom by
now was moaning and trying to guide Blackie's length into her but
still have begging Blackie not to mount her. As if on cue, the
stallion reared up and gripped his mother by her hips, pulling her
back. Tommy quickly zoomed in.
Bambi kissed and sucked his feet as he watched Blackie's flair
disappear into his mother. Slowly the stallion was having his way
with Mom. The thick equine cock spread Mom's lips as it drove
deeper and Tommy zoomed the scene until Blackie's sheath touched
and seemed to seal to his mother's pussy lips. Tommy sat back
panting. Melody stared, her eyes wide with horror and Holly's jaw
was slack.
"Don't worry, you mares will get your turn!"
Grinning, Tommy zoomed the camera out. Blackie had begun to
thrust, holding Mom firmly with his forelegs the stallion leaned
out over Mom's back and molded his flanks to Mom's hips. Tommy
could not make out whether the grunts were coming more from Mom or
the stallion. Blackie leaned hard and Tommy saw the soft belly
gently press down on Mom's back. Blackie arched his neck and began
to nip at the back of Mom's neck, and white foam began to appear as
the he worked up a sweat.
Tommy watched in fascination as Blackie kept thrusting and
bucking into the helpless woman. Blackie paused to spread his own
hind hooves farther and then began to thrust much more evenly.
Tommy zoomed in feeling the stallion was near climax and managed to
get the thick equine length pulsing rhythmically while still deeply
embedded in his mother. The horse stood there, almost frozen,
grunting in obvious pleasure. Then after the last of the pulsing
subsided, the stallion dismounted his mother and pranced to the
side to eat some hay and recover.
Tommy muted the sound and handed the remote to Lisa.
"Stallions like to do it a lot. Let me know when he is ready to
go again."
Tommy turned his attention to Melody.
"You have waited long enough my little ewe."
Tommy leaned over and gently kissed Melody's sex thru her
leotard. His fingers unsnapped the crotch and he watched the fabric
retract. Melody's eyes were wide, desperate.
Bambi began shredding the leotard so Tommy could run his hands
all over Melody's body, down her sides and across her budding tits.
Bambi smiled, saying, "A few shots and I can give her tits as
big as mine, Master."
Tommy considered for a moment before answering.
"No, I like them just fine this way. I want to videotape their
development."
Melody moved her lips as if to speak, but no sound came out
around her gag. Bambi's hand went under the waistband of Melody's
panties.
"Do not destroy her panties. I WANT them."
He smiled down at Melody's naked pussy. It had not even started
to grow any fur yet
"Know what a virgin is?" he asked.
Melody soberly nodded.
"You won't be one much longer."
Tommy was aroused from watching Mom with Blackie and his turn as
stallion.
He gently touched Melody's sex. She jerked at her bonds but
they held fast
Tommy grinned and parted the sex. He didn't know why but he just
loved looking at that part of women.
"Do you believe I could hurt you?" Tommy asked
Melody nodded.
"Nicker for me."
Melody turned bright red, but paused only moment before
nickering quietly in her throat.
"Know what sex is?"
Melody shook her head no.
"You saw what Blackie did to my Mom?"
Melody nodded, swallowing hard.
"That's sex and with me it will make you have a baby."
Melody began to cry and Tommy licked at the tears.
"Oh, you're going to LIKE it."
Kissing her eyes he pressed the tip of his cock to the top her
soft opening. Melody winced, trying to pull away.
"I'll give you your choice, you can do me first or a ram. Which
will it be? You want the ram?"
Melody shook her head no.
Tommy grinned beginning to work himself into the small girl.
"Whinny, mare."
Melody at the floor, embarrassed and nickered again in her
throat.
Tommy took her slowly. She was tight, a year younger then
himself and he had to push and then wait, playing with her body,
licking her lips around the gag. He encountered her virginity and
stretched it slowly, calming Melody as it ripped and he felt a
little warm blood drip down her leg. Finally his belly met hers, he
was in to his root, and he began to thrust as he had watched
Blackie do.
"You had best answer me, mare, if you don't want to end up
taking Mom's spot."
Then Tommy thrust again and Melody again nickered in response to
his bestial grunt. Tommy thrust again, standing on his toes and
noticed Melody pointing her toes.
"Getting to like it, mare?"
Bambi slowly pressed her face up behind Tommy, licking his
balls, her tongue sometimes caressing one or the other of Melody's
pussy lips as Tommy thrust in and out.
Melody's equine nickers were getting louder and Tommy pressed
deep in. He watched Melody begin to squirm, her body twisting like
a stoat impaled on him.
Then she suddenly tensed. Tommy felt her internal muscles clutch
on his cock and he had to really work to thrust deeper. Melody's
nicker went to a high squeal and her eyes went wide.
Then Tommy felt himself clench. The pleasant sensation of his
muscles rhythmically pulsing in the young girl, he could feel his
semen pressing and sticking to the walls around his cock as he
filled the young girl.
Melody sagged in her bonds. Tommy smiled; they had both had a
good workout.
"Put something in her so my stuff won't leak out," he commanded
as he withdrew.
He was vaguely aware of Bambi selecting a belt and vibrator and
fitting Melody with it as Lisa called to him. Blackie's face was in
his mother's, nudging and licking.
"Time for round two."
"Take her off the cross and bring her here. I think Blackie has
a good idea."
Melody was taken down. The vibrator in her mound secure and
buzzing softly, she was in a daze. Tommy was in no mood for games
and simply looked at Melody and said, "Suck!"
On the T.V. Blackie began to move over Mom, as he felt Melody's
mouth suck him in.
The black stallion flicked his tail and reared. It was
surprising how gently his forelegs gripped Mom's head. Blackie
again dropped from his sheath and began thrusting at Mom's face.
"No, Blackie. Down boy! Do...."
Blackie's flair disappeared between Mom's lips. Tommy checked
to be sure the tape was still running and zoomed in. The stallion
pushed his entire length into his mother's mouth, her protest cut
off as a bulge appeared in her throat.
"Tommy," Holly whispered as he pushed Melody's face more firmly
into his own crotch, "what if Blackie, has to...relieve himself?"
"What indeed!"
Blackie's sheath now pressed tightly to Mom's lips, his large
black balls gently swinging to bump her chin and throat. Tommy
swung the camera around so he could see his mother from directly
behind the horse and then in profile. Blackie had his tail hiked
and was working up another sweat. He pumped his cock into the
woman's throat as his hooves pranced nervously. Tommy felt himself
nearing a climax as Melody suckled her juices from his cock.
Tommy climaxed with Blackie. On the tape Tommy could see Mom
swallowing in time to the pulsations of the horse's cock. She could
not swallow fast enough and semen bubbled around the cock and
dripped from Mom's lips. Melody could not swallow fast enough
either, and a white dribble ran down her chin. Looking back to Mom,
Tommy saw her tongue sweep across her chin after Blackie withdrew,
seeking to get that last drop.quite stiff.
Melody was re-gagged and laid down. Tommy left the machine on
record and turned off the T.V.
Bambi looked quizzically at Tommy.
"Aren't you going to release your mother?"
No, she can keep her stallion happy all night; you have a
stallion of your own to take care of, remember?"
Picking up Melody's panties, his trophy, he led Aunt Bambi to
his bedroom. He smiled as he heard a faint whinny from the barn.
Blackie seemed to be ready again.
Tommy Takes Charge 7 (mc nc mf ff beast incest pedo)
Tommy Takes Charge 7
Executive Decisions
Tommy walked into the master bedroom, his bedroom, now, and lay
in the center of the large down comforter; Lisa had taken care of
her chores and the bed was made. Letting out a sigh of contentment
he watched his newest acquisition walk to the foot of the bed, her
eyes downcast. Aunt Bambi stood naked, the nipples topping her
large breasts erect at the thought of riding the young stallion on
the bed. She spread her legs shoulder width apart exposing her
naked mound and pussy lips to Tommy's hungry gaze and crossed her
arms behind her back and awaited her master's command.
Though little time had passed since he had begun Melody's
training, his cock began to stir as he looked at her lush, older
body so like his mother's and yet so fresh and unexplored. Her dark
hair fell to her shoulders and thick dark lashes shielded her eyes
from his gaze, but Tommy knew from staring into them, from molding
Bambi's will to his own, that they were deep and brown. Thinking of
eyes, Tommy pictured his mother, strapped down on all fours,
looking up at him as Blackie, their pony, mounted her. This had
been a busy, busy day.
"Bambi, you made love to my father and swore you'd return and
have your sister's son, too?"
Bambi's eyes rose to look at Tommy as she answered, "Yes."
"And now your sister's son has you, right?"
"Yes."
"Tell me, Bambi, what are your plans? Not now, for tonight, but
in general. Where is your proper place?"
"Master, it is my place and that of every woman at the feet of
a strong, severe man. I hope to train well, to serve you as you
desire. I am also a doctor, one specializing in helping women
fulfill their other great goal, to have babies. I will help you
with your women, serving, in exchange for your mastery of me, as
your overseer, your headwoman.
"I knew your mother hated me and thought it would take time to
get close to you, to make love to you as I did your father. I
arranged a temporary posting to the University Hospital obstetrics
unit and took an apartment in the city. I will, with your
permission, move in here, now that I know what is going on."
As she finished her answer, Bambi knelt at the foot of the bed.
Leaning forward her mouth just reached Tommy's bare boyish feet.
"I've been thinking, Bambi, that with your help I could get some
things done around here. Melody needs to be adopted and you're
easier to direct than Mom; perhaps you could be her mother. We also
need some more barn space. I think we need to..."
Tommy's voice trailed off into a soft moan as Bambi's red lips
encircled his big toe. The warm wetness of her tongue and the
gentle pressure of her sucking on the toe caused his cock to dance.
Bambi rose up a fraction, opening her mouth even wider, and took
all five of his toes into her mouth. Her teeth grazed the sensitive
skin on his soles and he shuddered. The air was cool on the trails
of saliva she left behind, but her tongue and lips seemed touched
with fire, a fire Tommy felt whenever his aunt touched him.
Bambi disengaged, rocking back on her knees to take a look at
her new master. His cock was rigid and though only five inches in
length, certainly large enough for any twelve-year old; given what
she knew of his father, Bambi felt sure it would grow with age.
"Bambi, do you work out?"
"Yes, Master."
Bambi could feel Tommy's eyes burning into her full tits. Though
she was well-endowed like her sister, no children and a strenuous
regime of exercise had kept her body from revealing her three and
a half decades of life.
"I think you should start working with the other girls; you
should all get in shape for me."
"Yes, Master. I'll get started tomorrow.
"And Master, I know a local attorney who could handle the
adoption. She is smart, slim, and believes many of the things I
believe. I'm sure she could find us a sympathetic judge; perhaps
even a beautiful, cooperative judge."
Before Tommy could answer, Lisa's voice could be heard from the
living room, "That's it, Holly, lick it...lick it...lick it right
there...right...." The words were then lost in high-pitched moans
of pleasure. Tommy and Bambi looked at each other and smiled.
Bambi crawled over the edge of the bed, spreading Tommy's legs.
Lisa's climax continued as Bambi's tongue snaked out, caressing
Tommy's balls. Lisa's moans faded as Tommy's began. Bambi licked
first one nut, then the other. She opened her mouth, sucking his
entire sac into her mouth. Again the gentle pressure and warm
wetness of her mouth turned the boy on. Tommy closed his eyes as
his fingers knotted in Bambi's hair, urging her on.
Releasing his nuts, Bambi licked up and down her master's shaft.
A drop of pre-cum on the tip formed a sticky strand from his cock
to her tongue, a drooping, glistening thread connecting her to his
manhood. She smiled at the image as she opened her mouth wide again
and engulfed Tommy's cock. Experience guided her tongue around the
head, surprising Tommy. None of his other girls was this good;
something else for Bambi to teach them.
Such thoughts of other times, other places were driven from
Tommy's head as he watched his aunt rise up onto the bed and
straddle him. With infinite slowness she lowered her excited, bald
cunt onto his cock. Tommy felt the urge to thrust, to drive his
cock into the wet velvet glove of her cunt but he resisted. This
was something new, something he had not even considered: Let the
woman do all of the work.
Bambi started her ride slowly, building speed as Tommy watched.
Her hands began to stroke his chest, a pinch of his small nipples
drawing a gasp from him. It had hurt, but along with watching his
aunt's belly undulate as she impaled herself on him it excited him.
It excited him even more to think of Mom's frustration, first at
having Bambi take her husband and now at having her take her son.
Aunt Bambi's experience brought Tommy to the edge very quickly and
kept him there for a very long time. It was well past midnight when
Tommy finally spent himself and rolled over into a deep, dreamless
sleep.
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The sun streamed in through the crack at the edge of the blinds,
bringing Tommy awake. He sat upright and looked around, blinking in
confusion. Then he saw Bambi curled up on the floor at the foot of
his bed and he relaxed. Stretching he smiled at the shine of his
dried seed on his aunt's thighs. That sight made him think of his
mother, still bound in the barn with an unstabled stallion. "She'll
keep," he thought, climbing out of bed.
A look at the monitor when he entered the front room showed that
he was right. His mother seemed to be sleeping on her padded bench
while Blackie chewed contentedly at his feed. Tommy would have
sworn the horse was smiling as he popped the almost exhausted
videotape out of the machine, replacing it with a fresh one.
Grabbing a marker he scrawled "Mom & Blackie #1" and the day's
date. Piling the tape on his growing collection, Tommy went to the
porch for the paper.
Tommy returned to the entry hall, glancing at the headlines of
the paper, looking away, and then looking back, reading them with
a smile. Before he could do more he heard Lisa on the stairs.
Looking up he could see she wore nothing but her collar and led his
sister, Holly, by a leash attached to hers. Holly, too, wore
nothing but a collar and held a leash. Her leash went to Melody's
collar; Melody's face was partially hidden by the leather straps of
of a cock shaped gag which filled her mouth, and her crotch was
covered by a tight fitting pair of leather "panties" which held a
pair of buzzing vibrators in her two nether orifices. Melody's arms
were tied cruelly behind her back and tears ran down her young
cheeks with each tortuous step down the stairs.
"Good morning, girls," Tommy said cheerily.
Lisa and Holly smiled at Tommy. Melody struggled to take another
step without falling.
"I heard you three having fun last night."
Lisa and Holly both blushed, the red rising from the middle of
their chests, spreading across the tops of their naked breasts, up
under their dark leather collars and across their faces. Tommy
pointed and Lisa spread her hairless cunt lips for him to see how
slick they still were. Tommy smiled and led the three into the
kitchen.
Tommy quickly doled out three helpings of dog food, placing the
dishes on the kitchen floor. Without hesitation Lisa and Holly
dropped and crawled to their breakfasts. Tommy stood and watched as
their asses wiggled and he could see their naked lips pressed
between their thighs. As they bent forward to eat he could see the
tight, inviting pucker of their assholes.
Tommy's gaze traveled across the room to Melody. She just stared
at the two girls on the floor. Crossing to her, Tommy smiled,
unbuckling and removing the invasive gag from her mouth. She
swallowed hard several times, seeming to test the hinge of her jaw.
Then she turned her face to Tommy, fire dancing in her eyes.
"You're going to go to jail for this, Tommy! Where are my
parents? What did you do with them?"
Tommy reached for the paper he had laid on the counter and held
it up for Melody to see. A picture of Melody's mom and dad, draped
in blankets being led to police cars dominated the space above the
fold. Melody's mind slowly came back into focus enough that she
could read the banner headline: Couple Found in Gross, Indecent
Act.
"What did you do to them?" Melody asked, her voice rising to a
panicked pitch, her breasts dancing with her rage.
"It's now what I did, it is what I could do," Tommy answered,
his voice frighteningly flat.
Melody paused, tearing her eyes from the paper and looking at
Tommy.
"What do you mean?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
"You've seen what I can do with people, when I put my mind to
it. What if your parents were to be locked up and some one were to
throw away the key?"
"No!"
"Yes, my dear, I could make it happen. I WILL make it happen
unless you and I come to an understanding.
"You're parents are obviously unfit; anyone can see that. My
aunt is going to adopt you and you'll live here with us. You'll go
along with it being my personal pet, taking care of my needs and
bearing my babies. In exchange I'll make sure your parents go to
very nice funny farms and receive only the best care."
"You can't mean that, Tommy," Melody bawled, "I'm only eleven
and I don't want to...I can't believe..."
"Believe," Tommy interrupted, "Believe that your mom will have
a real good time when she ends up in an all-male cell by
'mistake'."
A look of shock filled Melody's face, replacing the teary
pleading. She really could not believe that Tommy would so such a
thing, that such a thing could happen to her mother. Yet she had
seen what Tommy could do.
Tommy let her stew, turning from her to prepare himself a bowl
of Captain Crunch. After a couple of noisy mouthfuls he turned to
Melody again.
"Your decision?"
Melody's face dropped toward the ground. Tommy could barely hear
her when she asked, "Tommy, may I use my arms while I eat?"
Tommy quickly untied her and watched happily as she dropped to
her knees and crawled across the floor to join the other girls for
breakfast. Tommy heard quiet clapping from the doorway and looked
up to see his naked aunt standing there.
"You handled that very well, Master."
"Thank you. I will want to see that lawyer as soon as possible,
and see if she can bring a female judge, too. I want to take care
of those legal matters.
"Are you hungry?"
Bambi smiled, dropping to her knees and crawling to Tommy. He
laughed as he prepared another bowl and placed it on the floor in
front of her.
The four girls finished eating, licking their bowls clean, just
about the time Tommy finished his second bowl of cereal. Bambi sat
back on her heels when she was done and looked at Tommy.
"Shouldn't we release your mother, Tommy? Blackie may or may not
be sated and another go with a cock like his..."
"It's okay, Bambi. She won't mind. I need you to check yourself
and the other girls. I need to know if they are pregnant."
Bambi nodded and rose to comply. After poking, prodding and
examining each of them she reported to Tommy.
"Holly is pregnant but Lisa and Melody aren't. Lisa is almost at
her peak, so you should be able to impregnate her sometime this
week. I would guess that you will have some trouble with Melody
since she is so young. I could help that along with shots I told
you about. I could use similar hormones on myself, too."
"Damn, I really wanted a picture of all of you heavy with my
children. What shots were those again?"
Bambi went into her doctor's bag and pulled out a small vial.
"This is a hormone which regulates ovulation. If I give it to
Melody now she will be ready by tonight, as will Lisa naturally. I
can use it, but you'll want to keep your sperm count high; as they
say, three on a match is bad luck."
"Okay, do it."
Bambi drew a syringe full of the thick, yellowish liquid. Melody
had been listening and tried to crawl away from the glistening
needle. Holly's hand on her leash stopped her and Tommy's painfully
tight grip on her arm brought her to her feet.
"No, Tommy, don't let her do this. Tommy, don't...."
Tommy bent Melody over a kitchen chair, her ass pointed right at
Bambi. With a practiced stab she pumped the hormone into the girl's
rump. As Melody rubbed the sore spot Bambi leaned close,
whispering, "It'll help your tits grow some, too."
Tommy picked up the ankle cuff chained to the stove, snapping it
around Melody's leg before she rose from the chair. He grabbed a
handful of her hair and turned her eyes to look into his. The
familiar dreamy expression came over her face.
"Melody, you ran away from me. That is bad. You must not run.
You must be punished. Today you must clean the kitchen floor...with
your tongue. Make sure you don't miss any spots."
Tommy broke contact and smiled as Melody crawled into the corner
and began her task.
"Lisa, Holly, get dressed. I have some errands for the two of
you to run while I am at school. Bambi, put something on; we need
to go check on Mom."
Tommy opened the door to the barn and was greeted by a sharp,
primeval smell, the smell of his mother's sex mixed with that of
Blackie's semen. Mom was still limp on the bench, her body covered
in a sticky layer of mingled sweat. Running down the back end of
the bench and into a pool on the floor was a vast quantity of
Blackie's sperm where it had leaked out of Mom's pussy.
Bambi stepped forward to release her sister but Tommy's raised
hand stopped her. The boy crossed the barn to Blackie, patting him
on his lathered neck.
"That's a good fella. Good fella. Did she satisfy you? Do you
need another go?"
Mom stirred, dazedly on the bench as Tommy took a closer look at
Blackie. He was tired, but his hooves began to dance and his
nostrils to flare as Tommy led him closer to his captive mother.
Tommy brought Blackie's muzzle down to his mother's face. His
mother turned her head toward them as Blackie's sensitive nose
caught the scent remaining around Mom's lips.
"Tommy, what...Glubb!"
Mom's tired complaint was cut off by Blackie's large equine
tongue.
"Lub stobull! Gule...."
Tommy grabbed a handful of his mother's hair, jerking her head
back. Her jaw opened and Blackie's tongue probed deeper into Mom's
gaping mouth. When he was satisfied that Blackie could make it for
another go, Tommy lead the stallion around to his mother's rear and
urged the pony on.
"Come on, fella, mount up."
Blackie obeyed, his fore-hooves wrapping around her waist like
a lover's embrace. As the horse climbed atop the bound woman, Tommy
guided his engorged cock toward his mother's anus.
"Tommy! What are you...Huh!" Mom shouted as she felt the
intrusion into her nether region.
Blackie felt his cock enter a warm, tight opening and leaned
into his work. Tommy dodged to the side and watched as the pony
sank his long, black shaft into his mother's ass. As Blackie found
his rhythm, Tommy watched his mother's face. Her eyes grew wide as
the thrusts grew harder, hard enough to push the heavy bench across
the barn floor.
Blackie's sweat flew as the animal thrust into Tommy's mother.
Her ass had finally loosened enough that thrusts didn't hurt, but
her eyes remained wide, surprised with each thrust at how full her
ass was with a cock. Blackie suddenly spread his hind hooves,
digging in for the final stretch. Then he arched his neck and let
loose a long nicker. The horse dismounted, spent, and another load
of gluey semen began to leak from Mom's asshole.
Tommy approached his mother as Bambi bent to release her.
Lifting her head by the chin, Tommy caught Mom's eye.
"Mom, wasn't Blackie special? I want you to remember how strong
he was, especially if you feel any soreness while you're at work.
I want you to remember how good he was and how grateful you are to
him for showing you how a mare feels. You'll remember how good he
felt."
"I'll remember how good he felt."
"I also want you to remember how it felt to be pregnant.
Remember when you were carrying me? Remember how good you felt,
what do they call it, the 'glow' you had? I want you to think about
that, about the good feelings you had when you were pregnant. I
want you to think about that whenever you have a free moment. About
how good it felt to be pregnant.
"You would want to share that sort of happiness, right? Share
the glow of being pregnant with your daughter, with Lisa, with your
'niece', Melody. I want you to think about sharing the good
feeling, about all of you being pregnant at the same time."
"All of us pregnant."
Mom was tired; a night with a stallion seemed to have drained
her of her constant desire to avoid pregnancy, to try and talk
Tommy out of his dream. Tommy smiled as Bambi finished with the
last of the knots.
"Mom, Blackie is tired, but I think you should thank him for how
good he made you feel, don't you? You should probanipples
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at least his stallion cock. You'd trust one of the girls to brush
him down, but you should really clean his cock yourself, with your
mouth. Lick him clean."
"Lick Blackie clean."
Tommy broke contact and his mother slowly rose from the bench.
As she crossed to the pony she glanced nervously at Tommy,
blushing.
"Tommy, this is not the sort of thing a mother wants to do in
front of her son. Why don't you go inside..."
Tommy stood his ground, pointedly watching his mother. Hanging
her head in defeat she turned back to the horse.
"Blackie, I need to thank you for last night."
With that she dropped to her knees and slide under the horse.
Blackie nickered in pleasure as Mom licked his genitals, her tongue
disappearing time and again into the animal's penile sheath. With
an effort she got the animal's entire length into her mouth,
pulling back when his cock was squeaky clean.
Before he would let her leave the barn, Tommy led his mother
behind the stallion, lifting the horses tail out of the way and
pressing her face between his large cheeks. To Tommy's surprise,
his mother stiffened her tongue and French kissed the horse's anus.
Tommy smiled, satisfied that his mother had done her job and led
her and Bambi back to the house.
While Mom and Bambi showered, together, of course, Tommy spoke
to Lisa and Holly.
"Holly, call building contractors. We're going to need more barn
space. Also look in the classifieds and see if you can find any
cattle for sale. Call and ask about them; we don't need any steers,
just bulls and cows, but not that many.
"Lisa, in my bedroom next to the bed is a pile of panties;
panties from all of you girls. You know what I want, right?"
Lisa nodded, blushing above her pretty white blouse. Tommy
reached forward, undoing one more button so her cleavage would be
obvious to anyone she met.
"I also want you to get some more collars; we'll be adding some
women to our...herd."
Bambi and Mom emerged, both dressed stylishly, Mom in a black
business suit, white blouse, knee-length skirt, dark stockings and
high heels. Tommy smiled, knowing she wore no panties. Bambi wore
a silk blouse just a touch too small for her bust. Every time she
moved Tommy could see the outline of her lacy plunging-neckline bra
through the cream-colored material. A burgundy skirt, slit up the
back with matching pumps and tan stockings completed her ensemble.
Again Tommy knew she wore no panties.
Pointing at his aunt, Tommy said simply, "Lawyer and judge
tonight, right?"
Bambi nodded. Going to the table, Tommy scooped his mother's
secret home videos into his backpack. Approaching her he patted her
on the stomach where the first of his children was growing.
"Mom, meet me after school. We're going to get you girls a new
job which will pay me for keeping you at home, in the kitchen and
pregnant."
Tommy heard the horn and ran for the door, glancing in at Melody
hard at work on her penance. Running down the path toward the bus,
video cassettes bouncing on his back, Tommy considered. It seemed
like it was time to share his good fortune; it was time to let Paul
in on the secret.
Subject: Tommy Takes Charge 8 (bd ff in la mc mf pd)
From: ladd@rainier.cs.unc.edu (Brian C. Ladd)
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Tommy Takes Charge 8
Tommy Goes to Market
Tommy sent his mother off to work and went to school feeling
great. His harem was up to five now, 3 of which were pregnant! How
much more fun could a 12 year old have? The first thing he did when
he arrived at school was to find Paul.
"Paul, I know we gotta go to school, to keep up appearances, but
today I want to take the day off. What do you say?"
Paul smiled, confused, "Tommy, what ARE you talking about? You
think they're just going to let us walk out of here?"
"As a mater of fact, they are."
Paul shook his head but followed his friend into the attendance
office. Mrs. Clark, looking older and more wrinkled than ever,
smiled over her morning attendance records.
"Good morning, Tommy, How are your mother and sister today?"
Tommy smiled back, "Good morning, Mrs. Clark. Mom and Holly are
both pregnant."
Mrs. Clark's mouth opened in surprise, remaining slack as her
eyes met Tommy's.
"Tommy?" Paul asked, "What's wrong with her?"
"Nothing," Tommy replied, "she's just in my power. Watch. Mrs
Clark, you're in your doctor's office and Paul here is your doctor.
He needs to examine your smelly, old pussy."
The old lady rolled her chair back. As Paul watched, his mouth
open, Mrs. Clark pulled up her dark skirt and dropped her panties
down to her ankles. Smiling at Paul, Tommy said, "Go ahead,
'Doctor' Paul."
Paul stared at the furry beaver Mrs. Clark displayed. She was
obviously quite old as her lips sagged thinly between her legs.
"Tommy,...How...?"
"I don't know.
"I noticed that my eyes glow when I look at them in the mirror
and ever since I can, like, hypnotize people and command them. Quit
trying to look at them; if you look at them you'll go all slack
like she did.
Paul wasn't sure what to say but he looked away, his gaze
falling again on the adult pussy in front of him.
"Can I touch her?"
"Sure, if you _want_ to. If you come with me I can get you
something better, a virgin, any one you want.
Paul nodded, unable to take his gaze from the snatch in front of
him. Tommy moved to seal Mrs. Clark's fate.
"Mrs. Clark, you'll not gossip or tell anyone about Holly or
Mom. It will seem completely reasonable, in fact they DESERVE to be
pregnant. You have a bull on your farm, don't you, Mrs. Clark?"
Mrs Clark nodded, smiling, "Yes, Tommy."
"Good. You have been looking at that bull for some time. It has
been SO long since you have had any sex, whenever you see or think
of that bull, you'll remember the BEST sex you have ever had, and
when you remember, you'll remember that it was just like those
bulls...in fact you will wonder if in fact you haven't made love to
the bulls your whole life..."
Mrs. Clark nodded, her eyes glazed.
"Made love to the bulls..."
Tommy glanced over at Paul's tented trousers and smiled.
"Good, Mrs. Clark. You'll also make sure we are marked present
unless I call you and tell you otherwise."
Mrs. Clark nodded and smiled, "Of course, Tommy."
Tommy kept Mrs. Clark's gaze as he opened her top desk drawer.
Everyone in school knew she kept the pictures of her prize bulls
there: Her standing with trophies at the county fair, a large hunk
of bull flesh behind her; long shots of her pastures with the bull
and his herd on the grassy hills; and one Tommy had never seen
before, the largest of Mrs. Clark's bulls mounting one of her cows.
Tommy broke his contact as he stared at the picture. Maybe he
hadn't been wrong about Mrs. Clark's state of mind.
Mrs. Clark saw Tommy looking at her "secret" picture and started
to protest, but then noticed the bull, her bull, and started
breathing heavily. Tommy and Paul slipped from the room before Mrs.
Clark could even ask why her skirt was up and her panties down. As
a moan came through the closed door, it was obvious that she did
not care.
Tommy and Paul laughed as they walked out of the building,
heading toward Dr. Bambi's Woman's Clinic.
After their joking ended, Paul became very quiet for a while.
Then he turned to his friend and asked, "Tommy, you let your mother
and sister get pregnant?"
"'LET' them get pregnant? Paul, I MADE them pregnant. Tonight I
will do the same to Lisa and Melody."
"Lisa?" Paul gasped, "You are going to get in Lisa's pants?"
"She was my first," Tommy grinned at the adoration in his
friend's face.
"No way! You mean it? And Melody, the gymnast? Didn't her
parents go crazy...Tommy, did you do that?"
Tommy smiled and nodded.
"Today we're adopting Melody."
"Tommy, HOW did YOU make them pregnant?"
"My Aunt Bambi will show you anything you want to know when we
get there."
Paul walked quickly along, his face strained with concentration
as he tried to grasp what his best friend was telling him. As they
entered the professional building housing Bambi's practice, Paul
stared at a pregnant woman walking out.
In the hush of the lobby he whispered to Tommy, "What does your
mother think of all this?"
Tommy approached the elevators and pushed the button as he
answered, "She doesn't like it, thinks it is wrong. She thinks too
much; maybe tonight I'll turn her brain off, make her a pet, a farm
animal like Blackie.
"Paul, women are just toys. A lot of fun to use, but you don't
need to worry about their feelings or what they are thinking."
Paul was growing excited as the elevator carried them upwards.
"Yeah, sure, but your own mother and sister?"
"_Especially_ my mother and sister, Paul. They ran my life,
always telling me what to do. And you want them to be human again?"
"No, I guess not, Tommy."
The doors opened and the two boys crossed the hall and entered
the Woman's Clinic. The waiting room was full: A red-head with an
extremely full belly sat in the corner, an older woman in a
business suit sat with her budding daughter, a blonde just starting
to show holding the arm of her husband, and two twenty-ish black
women. Silence fell as the couple stopped talking and the black
women looked up from the out dated magazines they were reading.
"Tommy?" the nurse in the window, a young brunette with a
dazzling smile asked. When Tommy nodded and stepped forward the
waiting room returned to normal.
"She is expecting you," the nurse continued, standing and
opening the door for Tommy and Paul. The name tag on her tight,
white uniform read "Janice". A glance at Paul's full groin and
Janice quickly licked her lips where only the two boys could see.
Before they could say anything about it, Bambi came around the
corner and Janice hurried back to her station.
"Don't pay any attention to Janice, Tommy, she is one of us,"
Bambi began, holding her hand out and saying to Paul, "That means
she knows her place, just as I do. I am Bambi, Tommy's aunt."
Paul took her hand, his mouth moving as if he wanted to say
something but nothing came out.
"This is Paul," Tommy said for him, "He is here for his first."
"As you please. Janice, we'll be in Examination Room One and we
won't want to be disturbed."
"Yes, Doctor."
Paul's head snapped around as the door slammed behind him. His
senses were overwhelmed by the pictures, medical close-ups of
female sexual organs, by the examination table, and especially by
the stirrups with their straps and strange configurations.
"See any you liked?" Tommy asked him, snapping Paul's attention
back to the task at hand.
"Any one?" Paul asked looking back at the closed door.
"Well, any one but Bambi here. She's family and I want her to
carry my child."
"Sure, Tommy, whatever you say. You know that lady out there,
the one with the daughter?"
"Mrs. Boughman," Bambi prompted.
"Yeah, I guess."
"Excellent choice. Shall I have Janice bring her in?"
"No," Paul blushed, "I want the girl."
Tommy laughed.
"YES!
Okay, you can have her and her mom can watch."
"REALLY, Tommy? I can just...do her?"
Tommy nodded.
Bambi smiled, scanning a schedule on a clipboard. "Mrs. Boughman
is bringing her daughter Kathy in for her first exam."
Pressing a button on the intercom on the wall, Bambi said,
"Janice, please show the Boughmans into Examination Room One."
"Can I get her pregnant?"
Bambi shook her head when Tommy looked at her, answering, "She's
still too young."
Tommy smiled, putting his hand on his crestfallen friend's
shoulder. "That's okay, Paul. If you want to make her pregnant I'll
make sure she comes back for you when she's ripe."
Silence fellas Janice showed the two Boughman women into the
room. Mrs. Boughman stopped just inside the door as she caught
sight of the two boys.
"Hello, Doctor. What are these two doing in here?"
"Mrs. Boughman," Bambi answered, extending her hand. The woman
had to take a step forward to shake her hand. As Janice closed to
door on her way out, Bambi addressed the question she'd been asked.
"They are here to examine your daughter; they are here to have
sex with little Kathy."
Mrs. Boughman's mouth opened and then closed. The blood rushed
to her face and her eyes flashed with anger as she roared, "WHAT?
I don't know what you think you're doing, but I'll have your
license..."
Her voice stopped as Tommy caught her eyes.
"Mrs. Boughman, do you have a first name?"
"Cindy."
"Alright, Cindy, I want you to tell us about the best sex you
ever had."
"The best sex I ever had...
"I was eighteen, summer had just started and Bill, he was my
boyfriend, drove me out to Crystal Lake. We ate dinner, watched the
sun set, went skinny dipping in the cold water, and then, under the
stars, we made love for hours and hours. I've never felt anything
like that night..."
"Great, Cindy. Listen closely, now. Whenever you think of Paul
here having sex with your daughter, you'll start to feel like you
did that night with Bill. Do you have that? It will feel so good to
think about Kathy serving Paul. You won't be able to climax,
though, until you see him climax with her. The more you think about
Paul and Kathy, the hotter you'll become, but you'll know that you
cannot find release until Kathy is his sex slave, willing or not.
You'll feel all those wonderful feelings once again, but only when
Kathy serves Paul."
Cindy Boughman nodded and Tommy broke contact.
"Come on, Paul, we have some things to take care of."
"WHAT?" Paul yelled, "What about me and the girl?"
"That will take a little time," Tommy replied, looking at Mrs.
Boughman who was still in a rage, but every time she mentioned Paul
and Kathy, she closed her eyes and shuddered "Keep them here,
Bambi. And stall the pregnant woman, I have never made love to a
pregnant woman. How pregnant is she, her belly looks huge."
Bambi smiled, "Well into the 9th month. She should be giving
birth within the next few days."
"Good," Tommy smiled, "we'll be back in a few hours."
Tommy looked at Paul who was over eyeing Kathy's legs. Every
time Mrs. Boughman moved to pull Paul away she stopped, panting,
having now broken out in a sweat. Kathy Boughman was dressed in a
short blue skirt and a blue top with little balloons on it. Her
hair was a pony tail, and her bare legs were covered only by a pair
of pink socks and saddle shoes, beneath the skirt Tommy could see
the girl's "Wonder Woman" underoos.
"Come on, Paul. Trust me, it will be worth the wait."
Tommy's imagination danced as he took a long look at the red-
head's protruding stomach. "Trust me, it will be worth the wait,"
he thought.
"Where are we going?" Paul asked when they reached the street.
"A porno shop," Tommy replied, "To sell these videos of Mom with
our pony, Blackie and me with all my women."
"Sell them?"
"Sure. When Mom stops working how am I going to be able to
afford to eat and keep all my women? I mean dog food isn't free,
you know."
Paul blinked for a minute, processing what his friend had said.
"Dog food? You mean Melody eats dog food?"
"Of course. You don't think I would waste human food on them, do
you?"
"Man, do I want to see that."
"You will," Tommy replied, offering his hand.
"Friends?"
"Friends for LIFE!" Paul replied, pumping the hand quickly.
Tommy smiled and noticed for the first time what a cute ass Paul
had.
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The neighborhood was dark, dangerous, but Tommy knew this was
the area Lisa had come to to fulfill his demands for videos and
harnesses. He wanted to take a look at the selection as well as
make a good deal for the merchandise in his backpack. They drew
some attention, but not too much, and Tommy soon saw the place he
wanted.
The sign above the door said "Bondage Elite", the storefront
window was blacked out. Another sign, poorly hand-lettered and
posted on the door said, "ABSOLUTELY NO ONE UNDER 18". Tommy
ignored it, pushing the door open and entering the stale smelling
shop.
The large black man behind the counter looked up from his
magazine as the bell above the door signalled their arrival. It
slammed behind them as Tommy and Paul looked around in awe at the
hundreds of covers with naked women and unnameable sexual acts.
"Get the hell out of here! Can't you read," the clerk roared,
rising to his feet and crossing toward them.
Tommy took a step backward, afraid of the large man moving
toward him. Then, remembering his purpose and his power, he deftly
caught the big man's eye.
"Get the owner. It is very important that we speak to him."
The clerk retired through a door marked "Employees Only" and a
couple of minutes later followed another man back into the shop.
The new arrival had dark hair, mirrored aviator's glasses, and wore
a very nice suit of shiny grey fabric.
"What do you kids want? Lenny, we could be shut down for this!
Is this some kind of fuckin' joke? Lenny, get them out of here."
"Wait!" Tommy commanded, staring at the big man's eyes.
"'Wait' what, kid? Get out before Lenny has to throw you out."
Tommy stood, stunned.
"Look me in the eye and say that."
"Tough kid," the man smiled at Lenny. Then, leaning close so
Tommy could feel his breath on his face, he hyper-enunciated, "Get.
Out. Now."
Lenny moved forward as his boss stood and straightened his suit.
Paul was quaking with terror, tears forming in his eyes. Tommy felt
the same panic in his gut but managed to speak.
"Don't you want to see what we brought you?"
"Look," the big man said, taking off his sunglasses and pinching
the bridge of his nose, "I told you to get the hell out of...."
Lenny stopped, questioning his boss's glazed look, "Mr. Ludlow?"
Thinking quickly, Tommy spoke to Mr. Ludlow, "We should really
do this in your office, don't you agree?"
Catching Lenny's eyes was easy, "And we don't want to be
disturbed."
As they followed Mr. Ludlow through the door, Paul whispered to
Tommy, "What happened?"
"I don't know," Tommy replied, "Maybe the sunglasses blocked my
powers."
"Then don't let him put them back on!" Paul whispered.
"Mr. Ludlow," Tommy began, waiting for the man to turn before
continuing, "You really don't like wearing sunglasses. In fact when
you wear them they will hurt your eyes terribly. You'll be very
glad you listened to what we have to say."
Tommy broke contact and they walked into a cramped office. Mr.
Ludlow, by habit, put his glasses back on as he took his seat.
"Damn! Don't know why I keep these damned things," Mr. Ludlow
said, pulling them off again and tossing them on his desk.
"You have two minutes to convince me that I shouldn't have Lenny
come back here and toss you out on your asses."
Tommy smiled, "Got a VCR?"
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An hour later Mr. Ludlow sat staring at Tommy's mother servicing
Blackie in the barn. He knew a thing or two about this sort of
thing and there was no faking this, the shots were too detailed.
"Where'd you kids get this?" he asked.
"I made it," Tommy replied, "That's my mom."
"You got some mom, kid. I wish *I* had a mom like that."
"So, is this worth something?" Tommy asked.
"Not really," Ludlow replied slowly, "This stuff is illegal. But
I'm a sport. I'll give you five dollars apiece for them."
Tommy frowned, "Mr. Ludlow, I may only be a kid, but I'm a kid
who knows which end of a woman is for what. Don't give me that
'it's illegal' shit. You don't care about that if there's a market
for it. There is, isn't there."
Mr. Ludlow steepled his fingers together, thinking. Then he
looked back at Tommy and said, "Here's the deal, kid. I'll be
taking the risks, here, so I'll be making the profits. I'll front
you $3,000 for your mom's tape and $1,500 for each of the others
against 10% of the profits. Your mom is sure to sell well; she'll
probably be the hottest nude slave in Europe if you can provide
more product."
"'More product' is no problem. Mom and the girls will take
special requests, if the price is right.
"One other thing: Do you know of a nude dance club around here?"
"Nude dancing is against the law in this locality, kid," Mr.
Ludlow answered with a smile, "Sure, I have connections with one."
"Good, my girls need plenty of exercise. I think they should
take turns at your club."
"Do they perform?"
"'Perform'? You mean with the men in the club?" Tommy asked,
thinking, "They will if the clients are clean and checked and
covered."
"Been doing some special homework, haven't you, kid. I keep the
private 'dances' upscale, so our doctor checks all of them out. The
girls do, too. I don't need to lose my little bread-winners."
"Good. Then they'll do anything on two legs or four, so long as
it is clean and they aren't injured permanently. I do love Mom and
she is carrying my child."
"Interested in selling any of them?"
Tommy was silent for a minute. This was something he had not
previously considered.
Paul spoke up, "Mr. Ludlow, are you serious? Sell women?"
"Sure, it's just like livestock."
"Not now, maybe later," Tommy answered as Mr. Ludlow laughed at
Paul's suddenly pale face.
"Then, kid, I guess we're in business. Here's $10,500 and I'll
let Lenny know you have a tab here. Pick up what ever you think
you'll need."
"Two more things, Mr. Ludlow. Since we're in business together,
why don't you call me 'Tommy' and when my girls 'dance' at your
club can I watch?"
"Well, Tommy, it is a pleasure doing business with you. Don't
worry, you can watch."
Tommy carefully stowed the money in his back pack. It was more
money than he or Paul had seen in their life. Then, on the way out,
they picked up a few more items to replace the videos he'd sold.
Without a glance back the two friends made their way out of the
neighborhood and back to the Woman's Clinic.
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Tommy and Paul could hear the yelling as soon as the elevator
doors opened. Entering the clinic they saw the pregnant red-head
shouting at Janice.
"I have been waiting for over two HOURS!"
"Yes, Mrs. Clark, I understand," the receptionist replied,
catching sight of Tommy, "You can go in right now. I'll show you
the way to Examination Room Two."
Tommy watched the woman struggle to walk to the door, her large
belly sagging with the weight of the child within, made even more
pronounced buy the child being carried so low. The woman was
wearing a powder blue maternity dress that Tommy could not see
under, her hair was a soft auburn, and ran down her back, and she
looked to be about 27 years old, she waddled in with her hands on
her belly, her ankles visible with white socks disappearing into
plain brown moccasins.
"You can do anything you want with them, Tommy, can't you?" Paul
whispered in awe.
"I'm learning," Tommy smiled.
"Then we really can make them into pets? I mean, just pets like
trained dogs?"
Before Tommy could answer Mrs. Boughman walked into the hallway
and looked straight at Paul, exclaiming, "There you are!"
She was perspiring heavily, and little Kathy held her hand
looking confused. Paul almost ran out when Mrs. Boughman got on her
knees, placing Kathy's hand in Paul's.
"Please, take her!"
Paul blinked, "Take her where?"
Mrs. Boughman looked desperate, wild-eyed, saying, "You know,
TAKE her."
"Mommy?" Kathy's looked up at her mom, "Who is this boy?"
"Shut up Kathy, and just do whatever he says."
Paul blinked, and then Tommy nudged him grinning.
"I don't know, Mrs. Boughman," Paul said, taking Tommy's hint,
"I am just a kid and I don't know what to do."
Tommy turned toward Bambi's office as Mrs. Boughman pulled Paul
and her daughter into Room One, offering to show Paul what to do.
Bambi looked up from the Mrs. Clark's tests as Tommy entered and
answered the question in his look.
"She is close, very close. Sometime today or tomorrow she should
give birth. She's in the stirrups in Two, secured for your
pleasure, Master."
"Secured?" Tommy asked.
Bambi nodded, smiling, "I use straps around my patient's ankles
to make sure they stay in place."
Tommy's brow furrowed, "Do all doctors do that?"
"No," Bambi replied, "But most people just accept it as some new
practice."
Tommy smiled and walked in. Mrs. Clark was on her back on the
exam table, wearing one of those gowns that open in the back. Her
legs were widely spread and her heels were hooked in the stirrups,
and as Bambi had said, a thick leather strap circled each ankle
tightly. Tommy was amused at how her toes curled over. Her arms
were by her sides, placed loosely thru two leather loops attacked
to the table, normally used for a woman in labor to pull against.
When the door opened Mrs. Clark heard it and looked up with a
smile, "Well, Doctor, it's about..."
Her voice choked as she saw little Tommy smiling at her, the
doctor right behind.
"GET HIM OUT OF HERE!" she yelled, moving to cover her exposed
groin. Before she could remove her hands Bambi yanked the loops
tight around the wrists.
"What are you DOING?! I'll SUE! Are you out of your MIND? No,
stop, stop!"
Bambi smiled, and stuffed roll after roll of gauze into Mrs.
Clark's mouth till all she could do was let out a muffled "mummph!"
As the pregnant woman tried to sit up to her elbows she watched
in horror as Tommy got undressed, staring at his little erection.
Tommy smiled "I know you're pregnant. I want to do you that way.
Do we know what sex the baby is?"
"A little girl" Bambi smiled, licking her patient's throat.
"Good," said Tommy, "I wanna cum in her little face."
Tommy stepped from the last of his clothes, enjoying Mrs.Clark's
mixture of fear and outrage. Tommy's little hand went under the
hospital gown and Mrs. Clark when rigid as his little hand found
her nether lips.
"No hair?"
"I knew you like them that way so I told the stupid little cunt
it was unsterile and she shaved it all off for you, Master."
Tommy smiled and pulled the gown up, as Bambi reached for a
small knife to cut the gown away. Tommy gazed at the woman's
belly, the smooth skin ran along her belly and then bulged suddenly
outwards as it approached her belly button, then just as quickly
curved back and sloped immediately to her bald pussy.
"Can you swing these stirrups open wider?"
"Of course, we can use these tables for labor," Bambi answered
as she finished slicing the flimsy gown apart.
The woman watched in horror as Tommy worked the screws and
spread her legs to an obscene 70 degree angle apart. Her struggles
to spit out the gauze, to shout for this to stop made Tommy's
erection beat with the increased pulse of his heart.
Tommy gazed at his prize. Bambi finished taping her mouth so she
could not spit out the gauze. Clark was HUGE, the baby would
probably weight at least 12 pounds, and he was having visions of
his harem looking the same way, five at once. Hell, if Melody had
one this huge she's look like a stuffed turkey! Tommy's hands
wandered up to the breasts, they were always his first stop, they
were also big, they looked almost swollen, and Tommy smiled as he
caressed them gently teasing the nipple. Mrs. Clark let out a
muffled whimper, still sitting up on her elbows watching Tommy take
his time with her.
"Just so you know, Mrs. Clark, I am going to have sex with you,
I am going to take my time, and do it as many times as I like and
you have nothing to say about it." Tommy smiled and sealed his lips
to her left breast, after a small suckle Tommy tasted a very sweet
milk, and smiled. Suckling harder. Mrs Clark was slowly laying back
on the table. Tommy saw Bambi join him for lunch and together they
began to lick the woman's nipples, slowly suckling them dry of
milk, and substantially reducing their size.
Mrs. Clark was panting now a light sweat covering her belly. She
struggled gently against the bonds holding her wrists.
Tommy began to run his hands over her ripe belly, smiling as he
felt the child within her kick. "Bambi is going to remove your gag
now, so you can eat her out while I put my cock in you. If you're
not quiet things could get worse."
As soon as the gag cam out Mrs. Clark tried to scream. By now
the office was empty, except for Paul and the Boughmans, who Tommy
could hear pleading with poor Paul, who had no idea WHAT to do.
Tommy shook his head.
"Bad girl."
Janice walked in as Tommy began pulling Mrs. Clark's ass over
the edge of the table. With Janice's help Mrs. Clark's ass was soon
exposed. Tommy took his hand and began spanking the captive. At
first his small blows only stung, but as he left red mark after red
mark from his hand on her soft ass, it began to turn red all over.
At first Tommy could see his hand prints then they disappeared in
a crimson color. The woman began to struggle, her belly bouncing
before Tommy's fascinated eyes.
"No wonder Mom liked to spank me," he thought.
After about 10 minutes of this the woman was in tears, and her
ass was beginning to bruise
"You gonna listen?" Tommy said, trying to sound like an adult.
Tommy got even harder as he saw her nod.
Bambi released her mouth and this time she stayed silent.
"My name is Tommy. In a moment I'm gonna let Bambi have her way
with your face, as I stick my cock between your legs..."
"But you're just a child," Mrs. Clark whispered.
"Yes, Mrs. Clark, but a child who has you helpless and is about
to screw you."
"But my daughter..."
"...is about to get a face full of my cum, the first of many
maybe so you both should just lay back and enjoy it."
Trembling she laid back and Bambi spread her legs gently pulling
her own pussy lips apart and placing them over Mrs. Clark's nose
and mouth.
The helpless woman struggled for a moment until Bambi smiled and
said, "If you want to breath, use your tongue to push the lips out
of the way."
Within a few moments Tommy was watching Bambi moan as she washed
Mrs. Clark's face, the nurse smiling as she watched.
Tommy pulled a stool between Mrs. Clark's legs. As he stood on
it, his tool was poised to enter her. He caressed her huge belly,
feeling the baby kick again.
"Excited, little one? Excited about a hard dick?"
Tommy stood on his toes and leaned over his captive, his belly
resting on hers as she took his weight. The round belly curved to
him perfectly as his hips met hers, his stiff erection penetrating
the soft bald lips. On his toes he began to thrust into the bound
pregnant woman, Her sex was warmer than normal and to him seemed
tighter. Tommy's arms went around her hips and he found himself
grunting with effort. As he looked up over her tits he could see
Bambi's pelvis gyrating over her now drenched face, Mrs. Clark's
tongue frequently out pushing against the soft lips.
Tommy watched as the captive tugged on the stirrups that held
her wide and exposed, as Tommy pressed in till her felt his young
balls gently nudging Mrs. Clark's ass.
Tommy chuckled "Tell your daughter to get ready *grunt* here
it...COMES!"
Tommy pressed in, his young cock bucking rapidly inside the
woman's huge belly. Tommy leaned into her, feeling the child in
the belly, as his balls emptied themselves.
Tommy relaxed, he had not realized what a turn on this would be,
or how much he had wanted to do it. But it was done now, and
nothing Mrs. Clark could do would change that.
Bambi looked up nervously at Tommy "Should I...."
"No," Tommy smiled "Take your time with her. I'm going to go get
Paul laid. Janice, come with me."
Mrs. Boughman was on her knees, hugging Paul's ankles and
kissing his feet, pleading with him, "Please, Paul, she's yours.
Take her and you can keep her."
Paul was giggling, "This is incredible. LOOK at her."
"Janice, I believe Kathy is in the waiting room. Bring her
here."
"Mommy, I don't wanna," the child complained as Janice brought
her into the room.
"Well, Paul, are you going to strip her?"
Paul smiled and with trembling hands began to pull the little
girl's blue dress off over her head.
"MOM!" she called out.
"I'm right here honey, let the nice boy undress you."
"NO!" she yelled but Paul already had her dress off. Kathy sat
on the floor in only her Underoos, socks and saddle shoes.
Cindy kept wringing her hands. Twice she almost moved to her
daughter but a wave of pleasure swept over her and she stopped.
Tommy nodded at Janice who lifted the girl onto the stainless
steel table. Kathy looked dejected and alone, shivering with nerves
and the chill.
"Like this, Paul," he said, gently fingering Kathy's pussy
through her underwear.
"NO!" the girl yelled again, closing her legs and pushing Tommy
away. But Cindy moved and held her daughter's arms by her side,
smiling at Paul.
"Do it, Paul," Cindy Boughman said, her knees turning to jelly
as the boy's hand stroked her daughter's soft lips through her
panties. Janice deftly removed Paul's pants, barely disturbing his
explorations.
"Mommy! Mommy? He's touching my private areas...."
"I know honey, it's okay."
Paul barely noticed his pants and shorts come down as he watched
a small wet spot form on the cotton underwear.
"Can we tie her up?" Paul asked, out of breath as the nurse
slowly began to caress his young balls beneath his already erect
cock.
Tommy was already ahead of him. First the 8 year old's
undershirt came off, exposing her flat bare chest and little
nipples. As Paul ran his hands over the breasts, the girl looked
down to watch uncomprehending. Then Tommy took her small arms and
tied them behind her back with some tough surgical tape.
Paul smiled and held his eyes on the girls crotch. Cindy reached
over and gently tugged her daughter's down around the child's
ankles, removing the shoes and sox. The last barrier between Paul
and the girl's sex was gone and Paul slowly began to run a finger
between the soft bald lips.
Kathy began to moan softly her protests more quiet,
"Stop....please...."
Paul looked up at Tommy, and noticed a canister behind him.
"Can we knock her out?" he asked.
"Sure," Janice said.
Tommy chuckled as the nurse moved to get the mask "How helpless
do you want her?"
"How helpless can she be?"
Tommy pushed Kathy back onto the steel table and the nurse fit
the mask over her face. Through the tight fitting rubber the little
girl's voice could just be heard, "Mommy? Mommy...ohhh..."
Cindy was on the floor watching, masturbating furiously.
Paul kept feeling up the young girl, and after a few minutes her
eyes began to droop.
"Mommy... I'm getting sleepy."
Janice smiled, adjusting the flow of gas and keeping a firm seal
over the young girls face as Paul inserted a second finger into the
girl's sex.
"There she is, Paul," Tommy smiled, "I doubt she can say no
now."
"What do I DO!?" Paul ask breathing heavily.
"See your cock?"
Paul nodded.
Tommy reached over and spread the little girl's pussy, "What do
you think this hole is for?"
Paul smiled and lashed Kathy's heels to the stirrups, spreading
the 8 year old widely.
Paul used his hand to guide his cock into her; her mother
moaned.
"Hey, I can't go in any more," Paul said, looking at his cock
only about a quarter of the way in.
"That's her virginity, Silly, go on, push hard! There will be
some blood but that's normal..."
Paul held his shaft and lunged, pushing little Kathy across the
table till her legs extended and her strapped heels stopped her.
Paul felt a gentle tearing as his cock slipped fully into the young
belly.
Paul's mouth hung open. The sensation of this small girl, her
moist warm flesh warm around him and clinging to his erection was
incredible.
Tommy smiled as the nurse took the mask away from the girl, now
in a light sleep. His cock was still dirty from the pregnant Mrs.
Clark, and so he began to feed it into Kathy's young mouth.
Thrusting gently into her face, and chuckling as his young balls
ground into the youthful face.
Paul began to mimic his friend and soon both were pumping the
young girl form both ends at the same time, her mom watching from
the floor.
Paul climaxed first, giggling with power as his young cock
pumped it's first seed into the helpless 8 year old, claiming her
virginity.
Bambi walked in, sweaty and nude, and reached over to gently
pinch Kathy's nipples. The young girl stirred, her mouth suckling
gently and Tommy climaxed, groaning in pleasure as the 8 year old
swallowed.
The nurse began to suck an amazed Paul clean as Tommy withdrew
his cock, a small strand of the girls saliva connecting her lips to
his cock.
"I'm gonna keep these two" Tommy smiled at Bambi "I'll fix Mrs.
Clark in a moment and we'll let her go home to her husband. Bambi,
we have a meeting at the courthouse, and then it's home to finish
off you, Melody and Holly, and try out some things I got."
Paul was recovering stroking the nurse's head gently "What about
her?"
"Master, she has veterinary experience," Bambi said.
"We'll need a vet for what I have planned. She comes along, too.
What about your Mom and Dad, Paul?"
Paul blinked, as if remembering them.
"Remember Mr Ludlow?"
Tommy nodded curiously.
"You think we can sell them at auction?" Paul finished smiling.
Tommy grinned, "All this before noon."
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