The carriage was almost empty when the woman came through the connecting door. In retrospect I know she would have walked on through had it had been more crowded. I was sitting towards the back on the left side, facing forward. An old guy in a suit was several seats in front of me to the right. There was a married looking couple in their late twenties right at the front, also to the right. All were facing forward, nicely spaced. Keeping their distance, just as people usually do if they have a choice. This woman sat down with only one seat between us, on my side, facing me. Embarrassing? It’s not like she was reading a paper or something. She was barely five feet from me looking straight at my face as easily as if she had been examining the back of my head.

The worst thing about it was that there wasn’t anything wrong with what she was doing, so there was no right way of dealing with it. Oh I know there are ways. Someone else might have ignored her altogether or stared back without blinking. But they’re not me. All I could do was fidget with my skirt and pretend to see something interesting beyond her while sneaking the occasional glance at her. From these brief observations she seemed to me a very big woman, perhaps in her mid-thirties. I realised later that her true stature was merely a little larger than average. It was the imposing way in which she carried herself that gave the illusion of great size. Of course most women are large compared to my short thin body.

We came into a station and the old guy ambled off. No one else entered our carriage and as the train departed I thought the woman’s hitherto impassive face displayed the hint of a smile. I started to resent the awkward situation and looked steadily at the woman for a few seconds. Everything about her emphasized confidence. Her face had strong lines, but was still very feminine. Her hair dark reddish brown, worn long and flowing. Her posture was upright yet relaxed. Her clothing not fashionable, but of obvious quality. She wore a cream cotton blouse covered by an open tan full-length jacket. I couldn’t see her skirt because of the seat back between us, but remembered it to be dark green. I was humiliated by her superiority to me. She was obviously getting a kick out of making me feel uncomfortable. The anger I was experiencing was finally enough to give me the courage to stare at her as rudely as she stared at me. Some moments passed and then I grew puzzled. There was a tension about her that I had not noticed before. Her full lightly made up lips had parted and she seemed to be breathing rather quickly. There was a look in her eyes of almost hunger. I detected a small rhythmic movement in her left shoulder. My eyes tracked down her left arm, slanting down out of sight. She was masturbating! She was looking at me and masturbating!

Damp trembling heat flooded up from my breast to my face, but now I couldn’t look away. The audacity of what she was doing stunned me helpless. A part smile part leer spread across her face as she saw that I had realised what she was doing. She passed her tongue across her top lip and increased the energy she was directing downwards. The train rushed on through the night. After a glance over her shoulder at the couple up front her movements became more pronounced; arching her back, pushing her breasts and hips towards me. She was panting, staring, devouring me with her eyes as she masturbated furiously. Just as the train entered a section of the underground her intensity seemed close to peaking.

Another quick check of the still unaware passengers and she stood up and stepped into the aisle. I drew back, fearing she was going to touch me, but she came no closer. Instead she placed her red leather calf length boots wide apart, pressing her knees on the sides of the seats to hold herself open whilst steadying herself against the movement of the carriage. One hand gripped the hem of her wool skirt, pulling it up to give access, while the other worked frantically between her legs. I could see the bare flesh of the top of her thighs, pale in contrast to her black stocking clad legs. Most women wear pantyhose, so I particularly noticed her stockings. Unlike myself she wore the sort that don’t require a garter belt. She seemed to be glaring at me with her lips pulled back from her teeth. Then she groaned and dragged the front of her skirt up high. She was wearing no panties and I could now see her mound; a triangle of thick dark hair, surrounding but not quite covering her open, pink and very wet vagina. Her fingers stroked fiercely over her large erect clitoris and suddenly her hips gave a jerk as a powerful stream of golden fluid spurted past my shoulder. She was pissing on the floor! Pissing wildly as she climaxed! She pissed on and on, her body shaking with her orgasm. The entire time she pissed, splashing the floor behind me, her eyes where locked on me. When she had finally finished she lowered her skirt, flashed me a broad smile and walked on down the aisle, through the spreading puddle of her urine.

By the time I arrived at my small dingy flat the crotch of my panties was more than damp. I had never experienced such intense sexual arousal before. I was also rather dazed and very confused. Was I in fact, a lesbian? I had always been rather a shy, reticent woman. Even my public social life was very limited at that time. My private life, as relating to a sexual partner, was non-existent; and except for one brief and rather unsatisfying encounter had always been so. Why would a complete stranger select me as the focus for her lust? Was I really attractive? Attractive enough to take the risk of frigging over me on a train? I had trouble believing it and I checked myself in my bathroom mirror to see if it could possibly be true. A short pale thin unsophisticated woman stared back at me. Perhaps a little younger than her actual twenty two years. Blonde hair in a shortish unimaginative style. A round face contrasting a little strangely with the slender body. Pale blue eyes. A small snub nose. Not an image that attracted me, but who could tell what attracted another?

I turned from the mirror, wiping my image from mind and filling it instead with that of the masturbating woman. Her passionate face… the swell of her breasts… her hairy, pissing cunt! With shaking clumsy hands I freed my panties from the constraints of my garter belt. I pulled them down while lowering myself to the floor. After kicking one leg free of my panties I lay on my back on the cold vinyl; my skirt hitched up, my legs spread wide, my fingers frantically rubbing my wet little cunt. My orgasm was sudden, long and very powerful.

Two weeks passed, but although I used the train twice a day on every day except Sunday, I had almost given up hope of ever seeing the woman again. Though I still checked whenever someone got on or came through the interconnecting doors. It was on a Thursday when I finally spotted her standing in the doorway at the end of the carriage. My heart skipped a beat. She was looking around, but despite giving me a smile of recognition when she saw me, she went back away she had come; closing the door behind her.

I was so disappointed. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to happen between us, but it certainly wasn’t rejection. Was it because the carriage was so full? I could hardly expect her to repeat her performance with so many people about. Maybe ten minutes passed and I was just telling myself not to be so stupid as to think I could possibly mean anything to her, when she came back. My heart thumped wildly and I could feel my face go red as she walked towards me. She took a plastic shopping bag from out of the shoulder bag she was carrying and proffered it to me. I received it from her dumbly. Then she just walked away.

I didn’t dare even look inside the bag until I got home. Sitting down at the table in my small kitchen/lounge I nervously reached into the bag. Two boxes. Both oblong and around a foot long. One was thinner than the other and made of plain brown cardboard. The thicker one had a picture of a steel thermos flask on each side. Whatever was inside of them wasn’t light. I opened the smaller one. It contained a massive white vibrator! I shouldn’t have been surprised I suppose. I held it gingerly in my hand; heavy, shiny, hard and very thick. I put it down carefully, as if it might explode. I did know of such things, but felt ashamed just to touch it. I worried that someone might discover that I had it. Quite illogically of course as no one ever calls on me, but I felt as if it might somehow be illegal to have such a rude instrument. I certainly felt rude… down between my legs.

The large box contained what it advertised, a steel thermos flask. Why would she give me a…? ‘Oh my God!’ I exclaimed, as I suddenly realised what must be in the flask. I removed the cup and carefully unscrewed the cap. It was full to the brim with her warm golden piss! I quickly closed the flask, not wishing to lose its heat. I had to be naked! I almost ripped my blouse in my haste to get undressed. Only a brief examination of the vibrator was required for me to turn it on. I gasped in pleasure at the electrifying feeling on my firm little breasts. Sighing at the gentle vibrations, I ran the big electric dildo over my rapidly hardening nipples. It felt deliciously wicked! I moved the vibrator slowly down, over my tummy and round to the inside of my thigh. I was shaking with anticipation as I moved it towards to my cunt.

‘Oh fuck!’ I whispered harshly as I felt the big hard rod buzzing on my sensitive vagina. I splayed my legs wide apart and leaned back on the shabby kitchen chair. Taking the vibrator in both hands, I drew it back and forth over my open slit. It felt so good to masturbate this way. I did it like this for several minutes, my eyes closed in ecstasy. Then I remembered; the thermos flask. I reached for it. And although I was shaking in a state of nervous shock, I managed to open it with one hand. I felt as if I were hypnotized. Like I was watching myself take actions without consulting my own will. I brought the flask to my lips. I opened my mouth. I hesitated; did I really want to do this? ‘Oh yes!’ I cried to myself and poured her piss into my mouth. I was unsure of what I thought of the taste; not quite as bad as I thought it might be, but after swirling it around in my mouth for a few seconds I swallowed it anyway.

I felt so depraved. I had actually swallowed a complete stranger’s piss! The thought made my cunt so hot and I rubbed myself harder. A clear image of the woman squatting over the flask in the cramped train toilet flashed into my mind. Her pissing in it for me. I didn’t care what it tasted like; it was her piss and she had done it for me! I tipped back the flask and drank deeply, masturbating wildly as I did so. After three long swallows I paused briefly to turn the speed of the vibrator up. I sipped a little and savoured the taste in my mouth. Slightly salty with a bitter under taste that I was unfamiliar with. I guessed it was the unique taste of urine. I had to have more! I turned the vibrator up full; and drank, and drank, and came, and drank, and came, and came! My orgasm lasted until the flask was empty and my belly was full.

After each day that passed without seeing the strange woman I was disappointed, but quietly hopeful that I would see her again. I became very well acquainted with the lovely vibrator. Masturbation was fantastic with it. I even tried to penetrate myself, but it was much too large for me; or so I thought at the time. I wore out the batteries in only three days! The day finally arrived. She simply walked up and sat down beside me. A few minutes passed and I sat there dying of embarrassment, but so full of need. ‘What is your name?’ she asked me in a rich melodious voice. ‘Althea,’ I answered quietly. There was no one within twenty feet of us on the far from quiet train, but I felt as if the whole carriage were listening. ‘Althea; that is a very pretty name. And very suitable to you.’ I experienced a rush of joy at her complement. ‘My name is Melanie. Did you enjoy my urine?’ Her question made me almost choke, and I went into a short coughing fit. She had asked the question in the same casual manner as if inquiring as to whether I liked the decor on the train! ‘Well?’ Melanie asked when I had recovered somewhat. ‘Y-yes!’ I finally managed to blurt out. ‘Err… Thank you,’ I belatedly murmured. ‘You’re very welcome,’ she replied cheerfully. ‘If you would like some more, you had better follow me.’ And as the train pulled into a station she got out of her seat. I didn’t know what stop it was, or where she was going, but I didn’t even consider not following, even though I was very scared.

The ladies restroom was not entirely deserted, but after checking that we were unobserved Melanie drew me into the cubicle farthest from the entrance. I was stricken motionless by the bizarre situation. After locking the door she took my bag from my shaking hands and hung it on the door peg along with her own. Wrapping her arms around me, she pulled me tightly against her body. The sensation of her strong warm hands on my back, one running down to firmly caress my bum made me dizzy. She pushed me back against the tile wall of the toilet, pulling me up as she bent over me to make up for our unequal heights. I felt the heat of her body; her very large breasts pressing against, enveloping my small bumps.

‘Mmmmm… you are a pretty little girl!’ she whispered into my ear. ‘You can touch me too you know.’ I had been still, not daring to move. I nervously put my arms around her waist and returned her embrace. ‘That’s right,’ she murmured and encircling my slender neck with one hand she pulled my head back and kissed me passionately. Melanie’s tongue forcefully invaded my mouth, but I was soon returning her kiss with almost equal ardour. All worries about the other occupants of the toilets left my head. Hitching up both our skirts she thrust her thigh against my crotch, pulling my thigh up against her own. She rode me, kissing me hard. I could feel her moistness through her panties. I loved her tongue; breathing her hot breath desperately as she squeezed my own breath from me. As she rubbed against me she put her hand under my skirt and unfastened my garter belt. Then she roughly pulled my panties down to my knees and did the same with her own. I gasped at the pleasure of her thigh against my cunt and the feel of her hairy wetness.

After some minutes of writhing against one another Melanie broke our kiss. ‘Oh Althea you lovely bitch!’ she panted. ‘Feel how my cunt needs you!’ She took hold of my hand and pressed it to her vagina. ‘Rub me you bitch!’ I complied earnestly, amazed at the size of her clitoris and the wet heat of her slit. ‘Put your fingers into my hole and fuck me!’ she ordered. She moaned softly as I carefully inserted two fingers into her vagina. ‘More! Put more fingers in and push up hard.’ I slid in all of my fingers sans my thumb, which I used to rub her clitoris. The walls of her vagina gripped my hand as I fucked her. ‘Oh yes!’ she sighed, as she tugged at the buttons of my blouse. She unhooked my bra and feverishly cupped my right breast.

‘Owww! You’re hurting…’ She snaked an arm around my head and clamped her hand over my mouth and nose. ‘Shhhh!’ she hissed into my ear. She was digging her nails into the tender flesh of my breast. She eased the pressure a bit and whispered, ‘You wouldn’t want anyone to hear you, would you?’ She lifted her hand a little so that I could breathe and answer. ‘No,’ I whispered back. ‘Why are you hurting me?!’ I complained. Melanie’s nails were bringing tears to my eyes. ‘Because…’ she answered as she withdrew her nails, ‘I really…’ and gently stroked my injured flesh, ‘enjoy it!’ She dug her nails viciously into my left breast, clawing at my nipple with her thumb. My cry was stifled as it began and despite struggling desperately I could hardly move her grip, let alone escape.

‘You’ve stopped frigging me! Keep doing it bitch or I’ll tear your tits off!’ The threat in her quiet menacing voice terrified me even more than the pain she was inflicting. I had no idea how far she might go. I forced myself to ignore the pain and the fact that I was nearly suffocating. I began to pleasure her again. ‘Yes, that’s better.’ She moved her hips to meet my hand, her nails clawing deeper into my skin in rhythm with my hand up her cunt. She began swapping from one breast to another, and with each torture she tightened her control of my airway so that I could scream unheard. The pain was unbearable, but I couldn’t do anything but bear it.

The only other thing I was conscious of besides my pain, was Melanie’s enjoyment of what she was doing to me. She was adoring the whole experience! I could literally feel her excitement every time she hurt me. And the more she hurt me, the more she enjoyed it. Pulling cruelly at my nipples; squeezing them and twisting hard. She even began telling me, whispering into my ear how much fun it was! ‘Oh Althea, this is so wonderful! Your little tits are so beautiful. So perfectly firm and high and cone shaped. You can’t imagine how good it feels to hurt them!’ The pain went on and on. I don’t know how long she abused me for, but subjectively it lasted for hours.

Finally she whispered urgently, ‘are you ready Althea? I’m nearly… nearly there!’ Suddenly she transferred her grip to my shoulders and pushed me down. I stumbled and one of my knees collided sharply with the unyielding floor. ‘Lick me! Lick me!’ she commanded, dashing my hand aside as she grabbed hold of my hair and pulled my face against her sex. The pain in my knee was agony, but at least my poor breasts were free from torment at last. The way Melanie screwed my hair against my scull with her powerful fingers was almost gentle in comparison. I opened my mouth and tasted her cunt! Her powerful feminine odour filled my nostrils as I sucked on her womanhood. She ground her vagina against my mouth; fucking my face with her cunt. I ran my tongue over her engorged labia, around the entrance of her cunt hole, and up over her fat clitoris. The wiry hair of her thick bush tickled my nose as I licked her.

The rough concrete scraped my knees as she moved against me. Only a few moments passed and then she jammed her cunt hard into my face and I felt a hot jet of liquid hit the back of my throat. She was pissing into my mouth! My mouth was full very quickly and I swallowed most of it. She was pissing very hard and in an instant my mouth was full again. I swallowed as fast and as much as I could, trying desperately to breathe through my nose. I was almost choking in an effort to keep up. Much of her urine streamed down my chin and neck. I could feel the shudder of her orgasm as she used my mouth as her toilet. It went on and on. I could hardly believe that a woman could urinate so long, or that I could drink so much. Eventually Melanie did finish and I swallowed the last drops of her piss.

I burst into tears, sobbing my eyes out. I wasn’t sure what I thought was going to happen when I followed Melanie, but I didn’t think I would end up bruised, bleeding and raped in a public toilet. ‘There, there. It’s all over Althea.’ Melanie stroked my hair gently and made soothing noises. After pulling up her panties she assisted me to my feet and sat me down on the toilet seat. ‘I’ll be so nice to you, now that I’ve had my fun,’ she crooned. She kissed my forehead and each cheek, then my lips. Softly, lightly, gently she kissed me. Her tongue slipped slowly into my mouth. Not battering down the doors this time, but seducing her way past my lips. She didn’t seem to mind the taste of her own piss. She crouched down and held me closely, to protect me, not prevent me from escaping.

I gradually began to respond to her ministrations. She licked down my chin and neck, cleaning her remaining piss as she went. Throughout her abuse of me, my sexual feelings had not entirely disappeared. Now my desire resurged tenfold and I hung on to her. Then ever so tenderly she kissed my tormented breasts. Even the gentlest brush of her lips on my bruised and lacerated flesh was painful, but the loving care Melanie demonstrated was more than worth it. Inch by inch she cleaned the blood and piss from my tits. ‘Is that a little better?’ she asked when she had finished. ‘Yes Melanie,’ I answered shyly. ‘Good.’ Smiling she pulled my panties down past my ankles and off. She placed them in a side pocket of her jacket. Then she got down on her knees and lowered her face to my vagina. I leaned back against the cistern and parted my legs to receive her.

‘Aaaaaah!’ I moaned as I felt her tongue lick between my cunt lips. ‘Althea, I’d like to taste your urine. If you can, please piss in my mouth!’ Until then I had only been vaguely conscious of a pressure in my bladder. Bringing my attention to it seemed to immediately increase that pressure. Her words made me wild with lust and desire to urinate. She was sucking my little clitoris and running the tip of her tongue over my tiny pee hole. The idea that this gorgeous amazon goddess should want to drink my piss was astounding. I couldn’t believe that I was worthy of that honor. I panicked, suddenly wondering whether I would be able to bring myself to release. Wanting to piss so badly, but not daring to desecrate Melanie’s beautiful mouth.

All of a sudden it was beyond my control. I was pissing! I was pissing and orgasming down Melanie’s throat! And she was obviously loving it, gulping my piss down mouth full after mouth full. The sensation of pissing and coming at the same time was almost unbearably exquisite. It was as if I was ejaculating, only urine, not semen like a man. When my bladder was finally empty, Melanie quickly got up and pulled me to my feet. Hugging me tightly she sealed her lips against mine and emptied the last of my piss into my mouth. We stood there in each other’s arms, exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues and sloshing my piss back and forth between us. My urine tasted milder. Less bitter and perhaps a little less salty. When she eventually refused to take it back into her mouth I swallowed it, feeling deliciously naughty to drink my own piss.

I felt something against my neck. Something hard, cold and very sharp! I had thought I was scared before. When you are sweating and it isn’t hot; when your heart is beating so fast that you think it may rip itself apart; when you can feel your carotid artery pulsing against a steel blade and you think that the mere trembling of your body may be enough to slice it open; then, you are terrified! ‘I wouldn’t want you to misinterpret what just happened. I wouldn’t want you to think that we are in any way… equal.’ ‘Please! Please!’ was all I could whisper. ‘Good… I think you understand who is above, and who is below here.’ She held the blade against my neck for a few more seconds. I shuddered and felt weak with relief when she took it away. My relief was tempered by horror as I watched Melanie deftly fold an antique straight razor and put it in her jacket pocket.

‘Now, we had better make you a little more presentable.’ When she had dressed me and dabbed away my tears with her handkerchief, she stood back at arm’s length and examined me, as if checking the turnout of a habitually untidy daughter or niece. She nodded approvingly. Picking up her handbag, she removed an envelope and handed it to me. Then she unlocked the toilet door, and left.

Some minutes later, sitting on a platform seat, I opened the plain white envelope. It contained a short message, a business card and a fifty dollar note. “Dear Althea, thank you for a most enjoyable encounter. As you may be feeling fatigued, I have provided money for a taxi. Thank you also for your panties.” I was almost as astounded as when I saw Melanie piss on the train. Her self-confidence was somewhere beyond the point of arrogance! Also… she had known my name, before she had asked me! For an instant this last was somewhat frightening, but when I examined her business card the fear passed. I now knew who she was too. “Ms M. L. Wakefield, chartered accountant. Brownburry, Wakefield & Horton Ltd.” Surely she couldn’t mean me any real harm, despite the way she had abused me. As I rode up the escalator, feeling very conscious of the breezes wafting up under my skirt and the pain in my breasts, I caught sight of my reflection in a passing advert frame. I was grinning, like an idiot in love!

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This story really happened about 6 months ago. This is a true story that happened between my sister-in-law and me. My name is Bill I am 36 and my sister-in-law Louise is 33. I have always liked Louise and have fantasized about her a lot and have always wanted to know what it would be like to have sex with her. I have never planned to take her by force and the thought of raping her had never occurred to me before. I am really a nice guy that was caught up in a situation that happened by chance and not by any plan. Louise is an attractive woman with a great body who never would consider a sexual relationship outside her marriage. I have on occasion told her how I felt about her and she laughed it off and didn’t think I was serious about my feelings for her.

Louise works for an insurance company and my wife Mary and I purchased a series of polices from my sister-in-law’s company. My wife Mary informed me that Louise was dropping off polices for us to sign and return.

Wednesday morning at 10:00 I heard a knock on the kitchen door and I went to answer it, it was Louise I opened the door and said to her. “Hi my lovely sister-in-law how are you today.” She laughed and came in to the kitchen and said to me.” I have your insurance policies you and Mary need to review and sign and let me know when you have signed them and I will get them back to the company.” I said to her “Do you want a cup of coffee I was just going to get one for myself?” She said, “Yes I have time to sit and have a coffee.” I noticed that she looked very nice today; she had on a short dress that zipped up the back and the pastel blue color made her look hot. “I said to her you look very nice in that dress, the color looks great on you.” Louise smiled and said “Thanks for the compliment I like this color and I just bought this dress yesterday.”

Louise said “Mary told me that she bought new curtains for all the bedrooms to match the carpets that you just put in.” I said to her “We just finished putting them up last night and they really do look nice.” Louise said, “I would love to see them and see how they match everything.” I said “Sure we can go upstairs to the bedrooms and look at them if you want.” She said to me. “Let’s go.” We stood up from the table and Louise started to walk down the hall and upstairs as I followed her. I couldn’t help notice how great she looked and my cock got hard thinking about her. We went into the spare bedroom first and she looked at the curtains on the window and she said they look great they really match the new carpet. I stood in the doorway looking at her and thinking to myself I would love to make love to my pretty sister-in-law who I was really turned on thinking about her, and that someday I would try to make love to her.

We walked out of the spare bedroom and into our bedroom; Louise walked up to the curtains and said. “Wow this color really makes this room look great, the rugs and the bedspread really match.” I don’t know what came over me, but the thought of my pretty sister-in-law and me in our bedroom alone was more than I could take, I knew at this moment I wanted her. I walked up to Louise and as she was looking at the curtains I put my hands on her shoulders and said to her. “I am glad that you like them, Mary will be so happy.” Louise turned her head and my face was close to hers as I said to her. “I just want to say how lovely you look in that dress and I am turned on by how you look today”

Louise said to me. “Thank you for saying that but I think we should go back down stairs as I have to go back to work.” I think she realized that she might be in a compromising situation. I continued to look into her eyes as I slid my arms around her waist and pulled her close to me I knew that she could feel my hard cock against her ass. She tried to pull away from me, I reached up and gripped her hair and pulled her head back and kissed her lips as she struggled against me. I slid my tongue into her mouth as she tried to turn her head but I held her head in place as I kissed her lips. I reached up with my other hand and grasped the zipper on her dress and quickly unzipped her dress. She broke off the kiss and said to me. “Bill!!!!! What are you doing to me?” “Please stop now!!!!!” “Please stop.” “Please don’t do this.”

I pulled her head back harder and gripped one of her arms and held it behind her back and said to her. “Stop struggling with me now, and listen to me, be quiet and do as I tell you.” “I want you to take off your dress now.” Louise struggled some more and said to me. “Please don’t do this to me, I can’t let this happen to me now.” I said to her “Be quiet and stop struggling and do what I say, either remove your dress or I will tear it off of you” “do you understand?”

I let go of her arm and reached up and pulled the dress off of her shoulders. “Just let it drop to the floor, Do it now!!! Let your arms down to you side so that I can pull your dress off of you.” She looked at me and pleaded with me “Please Bill don’t do this to me, it is wrong and you will get into trouble if you don’t stop.” I pulled her head back and said to her. I said” let me take your dress off now and I don’t want tell you again, and I don’t want you to struggle with me again.” Louise lowered her arms and I slid the dress down off her arms and it fell to the floor. I said to her, “Step out of the dress and step out of your shoes do it now.” She took one step backward and stepped out of her shoes and the dress. I turned her around and held an arm behind her back as I said to her. “I want you to kiss me hard without any hesitation.”

I leaned over and kissed her hard and slid my tongue into her mouth as she struggled to resist my kisses. I broke off the kiss and turned her back around and pulled her arms up to her back and said to her. “I want you to walk over to the bed now” I pushed her across the room to the bed. I spun her around so she was facing me and I kissed her hard on the lips, as she fought my hard kiss I pushed her backward on the bed and quickly got on the bed and pinned her arms over her head with my knees, I then reached over into the night stand and opened the drawer and pulled out a pair of handcuffs that I had kept in there for anticipation of bondage games with Mary.

I quickly handcuffed her left wrist to the bed post Louise was struggling and pleading with me to stop.” OH God Bill!!!!!! Please stop don’t do this to me. “Let me go please! I ignored her pleas and took her right wrist and handcuffed it to the bed. She pleaded with me again. “What are you doing to me?” Please let me go! I don’t want this to happen to me it is wrong and we will both be sorry that it happened.” “Bill think about your marriage and how it will be destroyed if you do this to me.” My sister will never forgive you for this.” I got off the bed and went to the closet and pulled out my bag of other bondage equipment I had purchased. I pulled out a ball gag. “Louise saw this and said to me. “Don’t do this please!!!!!!” I went back to the bed and grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and said to her. “It is too late for me to stop, I want this to happen now I have always wanted you and I am so turned on with you I can’t stop, do you understand me, this is going to happen to you now.” “Open you mouth do it now!” She tried to turn her head but I held her head in place and said to her. “I said open you mouth now” as I pulled back on her head.

She opened her mouth and I slipped the ball gag into her mouth.” I said to her “Louise bite down on the ball hard as you can, do it now.” I buckled the ball gag in place as she continued to moan and protest what I was doing.

I got off the bed and took a blindfold out of the bag and slipped it over her eyes and fastened it into place.

I then went into the bag and took out a set of ankle restraints, as I went to put one on her left ankle, Louise started kicking her feet to keep me from tying her ankles. I then held her ankles down on the bed I then lay across her legs holding them in place I secured the loop around her left ankle and tied it to bottom bed post and pulled it tight and then looped the other restraint to her right ankle and tied that to the other bedpost pulling it tight making sure her legs were spread apart.

I then got off the bed and stood looking at my bound sister-in-law spread eagled struggling on the bed, she was twisting and moaning through the ball gag as she protested what I had done to her. I looked at her body only covered by her bra and panties and I knew that I wanted her more than anything else and that I couldn’t or wouldn’t turn back now as my rock hard cock was at full hardness. I stood at the bottom of the bed and said to her. “Louise!!! Louise! Quit struggling and let this happen I want you more than anything.” “I want your lovely naked body to make love too and to touch, kiss, caress”. “Brother-in-laws desire their sister-in-law’s and want to make love to them.” “This happens a lot, many Brother-in-Law’s end up fucking their sister-in-law and this is going happen to you, I have always wanted this to happen to you.”

Louise continued to twist and struggle on the bed, as I continued to look at my lovely sister-in-law bound and gagged and blindfolded, my head was spinning and my throat was dry; my heart was pounding as I knew what was going to happen. I was going to rape Louise and make her submit to me, I knew that she wouldn’t consent freely so I knew that I would take her by force and I was turned on by the thought that my helpless sister-in-law was tied to my bed and that I was going to rape her. I wanted this more that anything else, and my only thought was how good it would feel when I drove my I drove my hard 10″ cock into her cunt and fucked her hard.

I said to her. “Louise I am going to do this to you, you can either consent to do this and let me make love to you or I can rape you into submission.” “It is up to you which way it happens.” “Do you understand me.”? “I am going to ask you now, are you going to let this happen and make love to me.” Louise struggled and twisted on the bed as she shook her head no and moaned in the ball gag “NO! NO! NO!”

I said to her “lay here and think about it.” “I am going to take a shower and then comeback and you can decide then my sweet sister-in-law.”

I picked up my bathrobe and went into the bathroom and started taking a shower. I was so turned on knowing that I had my lovely pretty sister-in-law tied to my bed and I was going to fuck her like she had never been fucked before. The hot water sprayed on my body as I looked down at my rock hard cock and knew that I would soon be fucking my sister-in-law. I thought about all the things that had transpired I had forced her to remove her dress and I had tied her to the bed, and I knew that I was going to rape Louise; the thought of this turned me on knowing that I was finally going to get my wife’s sister and have her completely. I thought if I do this once I will want to do it again and again. I would have to rape Louise several more times, this thought turned me on, as my cock got harder.

I turned off the water and dried myself and my 10″ hard cock was still rigid as I thought about what was going to happen soon. I put on my bathrobe and walked back into my bedroom. Louise was still struggling and moaning in the gag. I walked up to the bed and crawled up between her spread eagled legs and I touched her bra covered breasts. I said to her. “Louise my lovely sister-in-law, you need to decide what is going to happen to you, let me ask you again will you do it with me willingly and make love to your hot brother-in-law.” I looked down at her as she was struggling and shook her head no several times, and moaned in the ball gag “no! No! No!” I was rubbing her breasts through her bra. I knew now that I was going to rape Louise and I wanted to do this.

I reached into the bag and took out a pair of scissors and slid them under the front of her bra and cut the tab of the bra between her breasts and then I cut each strap on her shoulder, I then pulled the bra in pieces off of her and tossed it on the floor. I looked down at her and said. “I can’t help myself Louise I want you and I am going to take you.” “You are going to be raped by me again and again” I cupped her breasts and rubbed her nipples trying to get them hard, She shook her head no and moaned into the ball gag, I then placed the scissors on the side of her panties and cut up the top and pulled her panties from her.

Louise started to twist and turn on the bed fighting the tightness of the restraints knowing I was going to take her, as she knew now that she was naked and that I was going to take her and she was going to be raped, I was extremely turned on by the sight of my naked and bound sister-in-law struggling on my bed with the restraints holding her on the bed, waiting for me to take her. I let my bathrobe slide off my body and I tossed it on the floor.

I reached down and touched her nipples and rubbed them to hardness and leaned over and kissed and sucked them as I felt her struggle I was completely turned on now and I couldn’t ever turn back I had to have Louise and take her body as mine, I didn’t care about the consequences of rape only the thought that I am taking my lovely sister-in-law. I slid my hand down to her cunt and rubbed her cunt with my hand I slid two fingers into her cunt as I started to finger fuck her as I licked and nibbled her nipples. I rubbed her cunt and found her clit, which I rubbed to hardness as she twisted and moaned on the bed.

I continued to finger fuck her as I kissed down her body to her navel, I wanted this more that anything else as I kissed and licked her navel. I kissed down the outside of her left leg to her toes, moving slowly down her leg kissing and licking her leg, I licked and sucked her toes and began to kiss up the inside of her left leg making sure that I didn’t kiss her cunt yet. Louise twisted and bucked all over the bed pulling on the restraints trying to get away. I then licked and sucked her navel and started kissing down the outside of her right leg all the way to her toes, taking my time I kissed and licked up the inside of her leg stopping to lick and kiss her lovely leg as I continued all the way up to her navel. Louise fought what I was doing to her as she screamed into the ball gag for me to let her go. I pulled my fingers out of her cunt and I slid down so that I was facing her cunt. I wanted to eat her out and taste the hot cunt juices in my mouth. I said to her “My pretty sister-in-law you are going to be eaten out by your hot brother-in-law.” I heard her plead into the gag “Please don’t I can’t let this happen to me.” “Please stop! Please stop!”

I started to I lick the lips of her cunt as she twisted on the bed trying to keep me from tongue fucking her. It was too late I held her legs down on the bed as I slid my tongue into my sister-in-law’s cunt as her body struggled on the bed. I knew now that I was raping my lovely hot sister-in-law as my head spun thinking how turned on I was doing this to her. My heart was pounding as I started to slide my tongue in and out of her cunt as I sucked her cunt as I was beside myself with desire for her and couldn’t stop if I wanted too.

My tongue found her clit, I sucked it to hardness and it grew in size from my tongue action I was giving it, She was struggling and pulling on the restraints trying to get loose. I heard Louise moan as I felt her start to relax her body. I knew that the tongue fucking I was giving her was having an effect on her. I wanted her to surrender to me, I would eat her out until I made her cum I knew that I would, because when I had eaten out Mary’s cunt she came several times and loved being eaten out. I wanted her sister to want it too from me. I continued the tongue assault on Louise’s clit and I felt her start to pump her hips up to my mouth. I felt her body shake as she came hard into my mouth I sucked her cunt juices as fast as I could as I continued to eat her cunt she came again and again. Each time I sucked her cunt dry trying to consume every bit of her cunt juices, I thought to myself; god how I want this. I knew that Louise was hot now and was ready for me to take her.

I then rose up and started kissing up her body I licked her navel and moved to her breasts which I had neglected for awhile and now I wanted to suck them for hours, but my cock was rock hard and I wanted to fuck my sister-in-law more than anything else. I reached up and undid the ball gag and kissed her lips she turned her head and said to me. “How could you do this to me, I am your wife’s sister and It is wrong for you to do this to your wife’s sister.” I said to her “Louise I have always wanted you and sooner or later this would have happened, most brother-in-law’s end up having a hot sexual relationship with their sister-in-law’s. Many brother-in-law’s end up raping their sister-in-law’s and this is what is happening to you., “Bill!!!!!! Please stop and let me go.” “I promise I will never tell anyone what happened between us.” I said to her “Louise I want you and I can’t stop now I want this hot body and now I am going to fuck you hard and fast.” “I am so turned on I can’t and won’t stop, you need to be raped and I am going to continue to rape you.”

I leaned forward and grabbed her hair and pulled it back and said to her. “I want to here you say that you want to be raped by your hot brother-in-Law, say it to me now.” “Say it!!! Say it” Louise struggled and moaned and said, “Please no!” “Don’t make me say or do it.” I pulled her head back and said to her. “I told you to say it to me!!!!! And I want to hear it from you now.”"

I twisted her head back as I pinched her nipples. Louise swallowed hard and said to me in a whispering voice. “I want to be raped by my hot –brother-in-law:” “Say it loud to me again and again Louise. Louise swallowed hard again and moaned as she said to me “I want to be raped by my hot brother-in-law” “I want to be raped by my hot brother-in-law” “I want to be raped by my hot brother-in-law” “I want to be raped by my hot brother-in-law”. I said to her “That’s right baby you do want me rape you and now I am going to take your blindfold off so that you can see me fucking you.”

I removed her blindfold and said to her “I want you to look at my hard 10″ cock as I slide it into your cunt. She stared at my huge cock and said to me “Please Bill don’t put that huge cock in me I won’t be able to take it in me.” I said to her “I want to here you beg me to fuck you hard and fast.” “Say it to me now over and over again as I slide my hot hard cock into you.” I placed my cock into the entrance of her cunt as I kissed her. Louise resigned herself to the fact that she knew she had to say the things I told her to say.

“Please fuck me now.” I slid my cock into her cunt as she pleaded with me.” Please fuck me with your cock I want you to fuck me hard and fast, “fuck me” “fuck me” “fuck me”

I started to fuck my sister-in-law hard and fast now the rape of my sister-in-law was complete, I would have her totally and completely. I drove my cock in and out of her hot cunt I wanted her to feel my huge cock in her fucking her like she had never been fucked before. She knew she couldn’t stop what was happening as she thrust her hips up to me trying to get more of my cock into her, I continued to drive my cock into this hot cunt. I licked and kissed her nipples as she moaned deeply.

“You like the fact that your brother-in-law is fucking you deep and you love my hot cock in you”, “you want me to rape you again and again don’t you my hot sister-in-law.” Louise knew that I wasn’t going to stop fucking her and that she was forced to say things to me that she knew I wanted to hear.

“OH god Bill!!!!!”" “Your hot cock feels so good in me I never had a cock like this in me before, but it is wrong for us to do this” “This is going to destroy our marriages” As Louise thrust her hips up to meet my penetration of my cock into her she said to me.

“I want to be raped again and again by you.” “Please take me by force and fuck me hard with your big cock” I knew she loved having a big cock in her cunt, I slid my hands under her ass and lifted her off the bed so that I could fuck her deeper. I felt the heat building up in my cock and I knew that I was going to cum deep in Louise’s cunt. I felt the cum racing to the tip of my cock as I shot a load of my hot cum deep into Louise’s cunt. I said to her “feel your hot brother-in-law’s cum filling your hot cunt my hot sister-in-law. I will do this a lot from now on.” I continued to fuck her hard as I came again and again in her cunt, as I drove my rock hard piston into her as she twisted on the bed, pulling on the restraints that held her on the bed.

I shot more cum deep into her. I wanted my hot sister-in-law to feel my hot cum going deep in her body as I continued to drive my rock hard cock into this hot cunt. I now knew that the rape of my sister-in-law was complete and that I was completely turned on by what I had done to her, and I knew that deep down that I wanted to rape her for a long time and now I had done it. I knew I would rape her again as I wanted to do other things to my hot sister-in-law, someday she would surrender completely to me and give herself to me willingly.

I collapsed on the bed as my hot cock slid out of her slick cunt, Louise just laid there with her eyes closed and her head turned away from me. I said to her “I wanted you, I am sorry that I took you this way but I knew you wouldn’t consent to do it with me.” I reached over and removed the handcuffs from her wrists and undid the restraints on her ankles. She rolled over and looked at me and said to me. “I can’t believe that you raped me and made me say all of those things I said.” “We have both destroyed our marriages by what has happened” “How am I going to face Mary knowing that her husband has fucked her sister”

I leaned over to Louise and said to her “Many brother-in-law’s fuck their sister-in-law’s and do it very discretely I wanted you and I want to do it with you in the future. I took her hair and pulled it back and kissed her hard as I thrust my tongue into her mouth and said to her. “My hot sister-in-law I wanted you and I took you, I going to have you again, you can either give yourself to me willingly or I going to rape you again. I don’t care about our marriage vows or anything else except fucking you as much as I want.”

“Do you understand me, I am going to have you again and don’t try to make me feel guilty and if you say anything I will tell Mary that you agreed to do it and came here with the idea of fucking her husband, who do you think she will believe.”

“Do you understand what I am telling you?” Louise swallowed hard as she looked into my eyes as she meekly said to me. “Yes I understand what you want from me.”

“Please!!! Don’t do it to me again. “We are going to get caught sooner or later.” I kissed her lips hard again as I pinched and rubbed her nipples and said to her. “We are going to do this again and again, no one will ever find out about it.” “You are mine now and I want you again.” “I want you to get up take a shower get dressed and go home and think about how good my 10″ cock felt in you fucking you deep and how good it will feel in the future.” I knew that Louise liked my stiff hard cock in her by the way she responded to me as I fucked her, I knew that she would someday want me to fuck her again and again.

…to be continued…

I am a grown adult now but got into bdsm, electric play, and self bondage on my own early in life with absolutely no influence from anyone else. Until posting this story to the net it has been a complete and dark secret of mine. It is a bad idea to say what exact age I started but let’s just say it was the very beginning of puberty.

I was playing with an instructional electronics kit and made a mistake involving a relay and an audio transformer and produced a square-wave ac signal. I touched the transformer output by mistake and felt a shock. The feeling immediately captured my interest so I explored further by touching two wires to various parts of my body. Fortunately, I knew enough safety to not do anything stupid like connect a circuit across the heart. After playing with feet, legs and butt cheeks i tried sticking one wire up my ass and touching the other one just on the outside. With the contact area of single bare wires being so small the sensation was instant pinpoint burning pain. I didn’t like that right away but I knew there had to be something worth further investigation.

The first step in my exploration was to go from a mistake to a serious electro shock circuit. I used a simple relay interrupter hooked up to pulse into a transformer. The frequency was too high at first and produced a tickle buzzy kind of feeling. I added a capacitor across the relay to slow it down. After playing with different values I got the frequency down to about 50hz which caused the most powerful muscle contractions. The overall sensation wasn’t strong enough so I found ways to produce more output. More batteries helped and the audio transformer was very small so I pulled a larger one out of a broken radio. That made it all too strong so I added a variable resistor adjust the output intensity.

Next, it was time to build and test various electrodes to see what they felt like. Larger surface area contacts produced less burning and more of a deeper shock than small contacts. Also, if one electrode was large and the other was small then all of the sensation of shock would come from the smaller side. It was fun to place a large foil contact on each butt cheek and cause powerful contractions. From internal anal experimentation, I found that the greatest sensitivity and muscle response was only 1/2 to 1 inch inside. I placed an electrode deep inside thinking it would be better and more sensitive but it didn’t do much even with full power. With low power there was no feeling at all and on higher settings it just produced a weird sick nauseous ache inside that made me want to throw up. It wasn’t very fun and I was worried I would damage some internal organ and abandoned the deep stuff. Back to the outer regions of the anus I discovered that two circular electrodes around the probe produced pain but not much in the way of contractions. Side-by-side contacts running front to back caused a powerful response. Using the large transformer and touching the battery to it manually for just one shock pulse caused a contraction hard enough to jerk my whole lower body around.

It is hard to remember or describe exactly what I first liked about doing this. The sensations were just so addictive. It was unexplainable but I just liked this specific kind of pain from electricity and liked it best in my anus and nowhere else. I wanted more of it and I could not be stopped. I kept getting used to the shock level and wanting a more and more powerful sensation. I started adding more batteries and an even bigger transformer. The circuit was finally capable of an output level so high I could not work up the raw nerve to turn the resistor all the way down.

Again I got used to this and after a while I got bored with all of the things I could do to myself willingly. I wanted to feel out of control and push my limits of pain so I hooked an off switch up to a wind-up mechanical timer to produce a timed shock. I would try to just lay still and take it until the timer ran out but any level of shock I could start with would become too small after a while so I had to keep reaching over and turning up the shock to get more effect. That was fixed by hooking up a second timer to the variable resistor so the intensity would start out very small and automatically build up to maximum. It was exciting because the resistor didn’t always move smoothly and sometimes there would be big sudden jumps in shock level. After I no longer needed my hands to adjust the device I started to tie myself up somewhat to pretend I was stuck in place. At first I would always test it out first briefly at maximum with the electrode in my ass and make sure I could really tolerate it full strength before I started it up. Eventually that got boring too and I wanted true surprise. I started adding an extra battery and starting the timers without knowing how strong it was going to be when the resistor reached zero. Again it was not enough because even with all the timers there was still some level of control since i could always just reach over and turn it off any time. I wanted total loss of control combined with helpless submission to an unknown amount of pain.

This was the point where it became a true twisted obsession even at such a young age. I was addicted to this exact type of anal pain and nothing else would turn me on. I didn’t even learn to masturbate until after I started playing with electricity and now I was so jaded I couldn’t pleasure myself one bit without it. Here is the kind of extreme self-bondage scene I was into less than a year after starting down this path:

I would start by hot-melt gluing a 1 1/2 inch diameter, 6-inch long dual-contact electrode into my ass so it wouldn’t fall out when I thrashed around. Hot melt glue wont stick to the inside smooth skin of the rectum but it will stick to the outer butt cheeks. I didn’t have any hair in that region yet but if I did it would have pulled it off for sure. The burning of the melted glue against my skin was like an exciting teaser for all the pain about to come. The glue kept it in there pretty good but not enough to prevent removal so I also used a harness of metal cable threaded through a hole in the end of the probe and secured with a lock.

The power source was very advanced now. It had a delayed start timer, measured shock duration timer, and automatic power level increase timer. It sat 6 feet away from the bed and locked into a desk drawer. The heavy power cable was taken from a thick outdoor extension cord and ran out and over to the bed and around a bed post several times to prevent any pulling from removing it from the shock source. From there it ran up onto the bed and into the probe in my ass. It was tied to the metal cable harness very well to prevent being pulled out of the probe. My feet were tied spread eagle to the bed posts with just a bit of slack and there was a restraint pulling one hand over my head using a combination lock and stretching out fully. I kept the other hand free to masturbate but made sure there was no way using all of my strength it could ever remove the electrode or free myself.

The room was pitch dark but there was a light on a regular wall timer set to turn on just after the session was completed. Once I closed that combination lock on my hand there was absolutely no return because I could not see the dial in the dark. Sometimes I hesitated a second or two but never failed to click that lock shut and seal my fate for the next hour.

It was an unbelievable feeling just waiting there in the dark anticipating what was about to happen. Adrenaline pumping in my veins and my heart beating fast. Counting out the seconds and listening to the muffled sound of timers ticking away in the drawer wondering when it would start. Questions dancing in my mind like how long until the power level built up to pain and exactly how much shock was i going to get this time when the resistor reached zero and let the full unrestricted shock flow into my anus? Did I set the timers right and what if the off switch didn’t work this time?

When the shock started it was always just a small tickle at first but the sexual excitement was undeniable. After about 6 minutes it went from tickle to slight pain and I started to masturbate. The charge slowly increased and the feeling was pure pleasure so strong I’d get a ringing in my ears. It was a careful timed sort of masturbation. If I came too fast then I wouldn’t get the full effect of the shock but if I waited too long the pain would get so high it would halt the pleasure dead in its tracks. After the orgasm hit me and started to fade, the shock-induced pleasure that was my friend would turn against me and become all pain without pleasure. Still, the timer on the resistor ticked down, slowly but monotonously turning up the voltage bit by bit with the occasional small jump as the resistor stuck a bit as it rotated. Just a few minutes more and it hurt so bad I twisted around in bed straining at the restraints in vain. It was no fun now, why did I do this to myself? … and it was too late to ask now. My mind racing over escape plans but nothing, I was just too thorough for my own good. I couldn’t stop it no matter what I did. My whole ass was on fire now, muscles clenching, agony ripping through my rectum. I used a homemade gag (also locked into my mouth with a metal cable) to prevent screaming out loud and would end up panting through my nostrils as fast as possible because of the pain. Still the level of shock increased and now the pain seemed to extend out from my rectum into my whole pelvis. Maybe it took my breath away so much I could not even have screamed without the gag even if I tried because I was truly gasping for air as quickly as possible just to survive. There was no way of knowing how much time was left or if the power was all the way up yet. How can you even begin to keep track of time when you are crazed senseless with so much pain. It just went on and on like that for about 40 more minutes while I cried continuous silent tears and sometimes convulsed helplessly knowing there was absolutely no escape from pain until the timer ran out and this was all my own doing.

That was the exact mental feeling I grew addicted to, being helpless in pain from my own actions and I had perfected a way of achieving it on my own any time I wanted it. When the shock timer finally finished ticking down it would turn off the shock and my body collapsed like a rag doll. Maybe a minute or two later the light timer activated and lit the room so I could see to undo the lock on my hand. It was hard to do with the pain still so strong my fingers would be weak and shaking making mistakes while trying to dial the combination. I would look down and see my whole body so dripping with sweat that I had soaked an outline of a myself into the sheet. I was prepared with water in my room to rehydrate. In a weird way I was proud that I was able to do this thing to myself like I had achieved something worthy of praise but also so embarrassing it was impossible to share with any other person.

Sleep never mattered to me, when I got the craving. Sometimes I would repeat the whole process three times in a single night. I had this unreachable fantasy of going further and forcing myself to take it in one big dose until I lost consciousness. I got aroused just picturing myself laying unconscious on the bed but still jerking around from the shocks. I never did find a way to reach that point on my own.

Eventually, I realized this path of increasing risk and pain was leading to something permanent and bad. My will to survive is strong, so I quit cold-turkey and pushed it all deep into the back of my mind. I blend in perfectly now, just another boring vanilla middle class member of the masses doing everything the same way as everyone else. Breaking out for just a second to share this once secret story with you.

- The End -

Together we knelt at the altar; the priest’s words filled the small church; the congregation of our friends and family were all there to wish us a wonderful married live together..

I couldn’t take my eyes from my darling Margie’s smiling face; she looked so beautiful; such a lovely, pure and innocent thing, and about to become my wife.

Now we were one together – man and wife.

The fairytale continued – dancing, laughing, kissing and throughout everything a pure, wonderful love for each other.

More laughter and joy and kisses as we drove from the reception amid the wishes of our friends and loved ones.

It was just two months since my marriage and I was disturbed that I had that old feeling coming back. I’d thought that my marriage would put and end to all of that. I hesitated just a moment and then excitedly walked from my car and into the men’s toilet block.

Look at the glory hole in the wall. There’s someone in the next cubicle. Stroke my cock; let him see me. Ah! Here comes his cock through the hole. Mmmmmm, it is so good to suck!

Life was so good. Married just six months, and my wife was so sweet and angelic, so pure and so loving. It seemed strange that I needed to do this other thing. My sex life with Margie was so good and yet I couldn’t help myself. I now had several men whom I met regularly for mutual sucking and fucking. I slipped into the toilet and entered the cubicle. Good! Here was my friend waiting. I quickly slipping into the cubicle with him and in a moment I was down and sucking his cock.

Tony grinned down at me and then bending closer he whispered, “I saw you with your wife the other day. Shit! I’d love to fuck that lovely little slut”.

I was stunned! I was shocked! I was outraged! I threatened and abused him as I pushed my way out of the door.

I got into the car; how could he think to speak of my beautiful innocent wife in such a way.
The day was nearly over. I’d gradually forgotten the disgust I’d felt when Tony had spoken of my wife in that way.

I lay back on the bed. Margie came back into the room and I thrilled at the sight of her in the sexy little baby-doll nightie that she now wore.

Suddenly Tony’s words came back to me – “I’d love to fuck the lovely little slut”.

I was disgusted with myself for remembering. I tried to shut the thoughts out of my mind.

Margie leaned over and kissed me. My hands slipped under her nightie and found her small, firm breasts.

Again the thought of Tony came involuntarily and unwanted into my mind. I was disgusted. The fact that I kept remembering him and what he had said seemed to degrade my lovely, innocent wife in some way. I angrily put the thought from my head.

I eased Marg’s nightie up over her tits and up around her shoulders. She is so beautiful and so pure and lovely I thought to myself. Off with her panties and I was between her naked thighs and locating my hard cock into her wet and slippery cunt.

I suddenly found myself thinking of how Tony had told me that he would love to fuck her in this very way.

I kept consciously putting the thought out of my mind, but just as soon as I did so, the thought would unconsciously come back to me.

I soon found myself quite wantonly thinking of Tony fucking Margie as I was fucking her. I realised that I was finding a perverted excitement in the thought of him fucking my lovely, darling wife.

Tony had been somewhat surprised when, the next time that we met, I had excitedly asked if he’d seen my wife again. The last time I had left him, it was with abuse, and now I was encouraging him to talk degradingly about Margie.

We discussed her in detail, and I described everything that I did to her in the marriage bed.

Things moved rapidly after that. It was only a matter of weeks later that Tony, full of enthusiasm, had suggested showing porno magazines to Marg in an attempt to corrupt her morals; he now handed me several of these for the purpose, and then asked “do you think you’d be able to get any porno photos of the slut, if I loaned you my Polaroid”.

I’d hesitated and hesitated before showing Marg the porno magazines. With her strict Catholic upbringing I was uncertain as to how she would take to them. Finally, urged on by my lust, I took the plunge and told her that I’d brought home some porno that had been doing the rounds at work. She took to them in a fashion that could only be described as lustful. I was thrilled with her response.

Perhaps it was the years of indoctrination by the nuns, which was now misfiring and having a reverse affect on her. What ever it was, the fact remains that Margie was, not only thrilled and excited by them, but was very definitely sexually stimulated into doing a great many of the things that she saw in the lewd and obscene pictures.

“How would you like to suck him”, I ventured one night as she looked through one of the magazines.

Marg giggled and I was encouraged to go further; “how would you like to be in that position with him up you like that”.

More giggles.

“I’d like to see you sucking on someone else while I was fucking you” I told her.

Margie’s response showed me that I’d found the line that marked her limits. She was happy to talk about it but she wouldn’t actually do it.

Well we’d have to work on that and see if we couldn’t move that demarcation line.

It wasn’t as easy to get Marg to pose for the photos as it had been to introduce her to the porno magazines, but nevertheless, I eventually got some good ones of her with spread legs and gaping cunt. The photos thrilled Tony. I think it showed him that I was serious in my aim to degrade my wife, and that I really would do what ever it took to set Margie up for him get to fuck her.

The first thing was for the two of them to meet and become friends. We soon had that arranged, and before long, Tony was a regular visitor at our house.

I soon told Marg that it was Tony who supplied the porno to us. The next step, which we soon achieved, was for us to start handing the porno magazines back and forth in Marg’s presence.

Next was to get Marg and Tony to be the ones to handle the porno swapping; this was easily achieved by the simple method of me working on the car and having greasy hands when Tony came for the magazines. I simply called to Marg to get the magazines for Tony, and after a brief hesitation she went and brought them out to him.

“Did you like that lot”, he asked her with a grin.

Margie flushed red with embarrassment but answered with a giggle that she did.

On a few subsequent occasions when Tony came to pick up his magazines, I would ask Marg to get them for him, and soon she started to go and get them for him without any prompting.

We let her get used to this small step before Tony, when receiving the magazines back, started to say to her things such as, “I’ll show you the pic I really like”, and proceed to flip through the magazine to a particularly obscene or explicit picture of a girl with two or three guys fucking her mouth, or cunt, or ass, or perhaps all three. “What must a girl feel like with that happening to her”, Tony would say, and Margie would always blush red.

Our next step was to get the three of us watching porno videos together. We achieved this by Tony coming one night with a video, which he said he had to return straight away. At first Marg didn’t want to watch with us, but with just a little coaxing she joined us for the viewing.

Soon, watching porno videos as a threesome became a common occurrence. It was during these porno-viewing sessions that I began to try to touch up Marg while Tony was there with us. She strenuously resisted until finally I one night got her to slip her hand into my pocket and hold onto my rock hard cock through the pocket lining. I caused her great embarrassment by telling Tony of that fact, after the video was finished.

“I really don’t know how you two can just sit there and watch all of this sexy stuff without being all over each other”, Tony commented.

The next time we sat down to watch porno, Tony set things up nicely by again saying something similar. It seemed to be all that Margie needed because this time she let me touch her tits while she slid her hand down the front of my loosened pants and onto my raging hard cock.

“Why don’t you suck me?” I whispered loudly after the video had progressed a little way.

“Shush”! Marg giggled in embarrassment.

“Are you too embarrassed with me here”, Tony laughed, and he got up and dragged his chair forward and on an angle so that we were behind him and he couldn’t see.

“There you are”, he laughed as he sat down once more, “you can go to town now”.

I unzipped my pants and let my cock out. Margie’s mouth was down over it in a moment.

“Ah, that did the trick Tony”, I laughed.

Tony twisted around to look but Marg was so busy sucking that she didn’t notice, and when she finally did see that he was watching us, she just went on lovingly sucking my cock slowly up and down its length.

“Mmmm, you look so sexy Margie”, Tony said as he got up and sat on the arm of the chair to watch us.

Margie glanced at him a couple of times but went on sucking, seemingly quite happy for him to watch her.

Tony unzipped his pants and in a moment was slowly stroking his huge hard cock. Margie now, rather than just glance at him, was watching him continually as she continued sucking on my cock.

“Oooo, hang on”, I moaned, “I’ll fill your mouth if you keep that up”.

“That’s what you usually do”, Marg giggled as she sat up.

“You can suck Tony for a while if you want to”, I said, feeling my throat going funny with the incredible lusting excitement that I was feeling.

She turned to Tony as if to ask if he wanted that too. Nothing was said as their eyes met, and the next thing Margie was sucking Tony’s fabulous cock right into her mouth.

At last! This was it!

I stripped Marg’s blouse and bra off as she sucked on Tony’s cock. She automatically moved her arms to assist. Now her skirt and panties. Ah! Here was my wife stark naked for us, and so obviously ready for us to use and fuck.

It was only a matter of weeks since that first threesome session with Tony but I could already see that I was no longer the one in control. It was Tony who made all the running now. It was he who told Margie what to do, and it was he who continually introduced Margie to ever more perverse practises.

In just three short weeks he had introduced anal fucking, the use of dildos, bondage, and even pissing.

I could see that Tony wanted my wife to be a total slut and a harlot, and Margie had so far responded to everything suggested. Even on the night that we took her, looking like a prostitute, and showed her off like a whore, she hadn’t complained. In fact, far from complaining, she had loved doing it. Of course I made no complaint either; I loved what was happening to my wife and my marriage.

At first, Margie treated the whippings as a bit of fun; “I probably won’t be able too take much” she had laughed. But the beatings had rapidly become serious and I’d been amazed at the way Margie had responded by becoming a willing participant.

During the first few whippings, Marg had endured as much as she could, but called for frequent rests before then giving Tony the go-ahead to continue. After those first couple of times, quite rapidly in fact, Marg had dispensed with those short breaks and had just clenched her teeth and taken more and more of the terrible lashings that Tony so eagerly gave her.

I’d felt embarrassed by Margie’s anguished gasps and screams, and embarrassed at letting the whippings go ahead; after all I was supposed to protect and look after my wife; but, on the couple of times that I felt that things were getting out of hand and I’d tried to intervene, it had been Margie herself who had told me to let the whipping continue.

Tony made no secret whatsoever about his love of hurting and degrading Margie; he laughed at her screams and the fiery, red welts that the whip left across her soft, pale flesh thrilled him. “Expect no mercy from me”, he had laughed, “I’ll keep hurting you as long as you can take it”.

Margie hung suspended by the ropes; she had regained consciousness now that the whipping had ceased. Tony’s lust had really taken charge this time but I’d made no attempt to stop him in his frenzied cruelty, and now, as a result, Marg’s body was red and lacerated and bleeding all over.

“Have you got any salt, or chilli powder, or anything that would sting in her wounds”, Tony casually asked. I went to the kitchen and brought both back to him. Marg was soon screaming and howling with this new pain, and we sat back smiling as we watched her writhing on the end of her supporting ropes.

I stood astride Margie’s body as I held her legs high in the air and wide apart. Tony’s clenched fists simultaneously pulled out of Marg’s greasy cunt and ass with loud slurping sounds. Margie groaned softly and smiled up at me.

“I’ve met an interesting guy on the internet”, Tony said as he again forced his fist into Marg’s ass, “he’s a Satanist and is wanting to do the sorts of things that we do with Margie, but to do it as an offering on a Satanic altar”.

“Fuck”! I exclaimed. “Sounds like a bit of a weirdo”.

“I told him all about you and Margie”, Tony continued as he slowly worked his forearm up into my wife’s anal passage. “He says that Margie, being a Catholic and married, would be his ideal, especially if you were involved as her husband”.

I felt a shiver of excitement but was that really taking things too far.

This was bizarre! John had wanted to know every detail about my marriage. He’d been thrilled to hear of Margie’s strict Catholic upbringing, and about her pure innocence that had been well and truly destroyed by Tony and myself.

I had sent him a scanned copy of our marriage certificate. He was thrilled to find out that our marriage had involved a full Nuptial Mass, and he had responded by sending back a certificate of his own making in which he asked me to vow to allow him to “perform the most disgusting, repulsive, and humiliating sex acts on my wife”; to allow her to be “subjected to the sickest, most depraved perversions imaginable”, and to allow her to be “brutalized with the most extreme and evil, Satanic torture”. He called on me to “renounce all vows taken at God’s altar”, and to replace my vows to “love, cherish and honour” with vows to “dishonour, desecrate and defile my wife with the grossest indecencies and abuse”.

I’d felt incredibly excited as I’d read through it. I logged onto my email: wife_for_sadism@hotmail.com, I hesitated for just a moment and then “signed” his document and clicked on the send button. We met John at the airport. I’m not sure what I expected but he certainly didn’t look anything to stand out as having these weird and queer ideas.

His house too, had not looked anything out of the ordinary but one look in the basement! Black walls, black ceiling, black carpet. I was sure that the altar was real marble under the black stain. Look at those crucifixes! He must have got them from churches; but look at how he’d disfigured them for his Satanic Chapel!

I realize that John had held back during those first few weeks, but now the whole scope was apparent. John wasn’t just a lone figure in this; he was a part of a network of men forming a netherworld of weird Satanic practise.

Taken to many of these Satanic Chapels! Fucked! Abused! Tortured! I knew that my darling wife would never again return home with me. The brief span of life remaining to her would alternate between unimaginable lusts and unimaginable agonies. Soon she must surely lose her mind; even then these men will keep using her “vegetable body” until that too gives up the ghost. Maybe even then their perversions will only stop when her body becomes an abomination.

Ah! Margie! I remember how pure and beautiful you were as we knelt at that more pure altar.

- The End -

I’m a lesbian and have never tried to hide it. I mean, I don’t go out knocking doors in the neighborhood proclaiming that I’m a lesbian, but if somebody were to ask me if I was, I would say yes. Now my partner Valerie is different. She works at a school and if it ever got out that she liked women, her career would be over, at least that’s what she thinks.

So when I got home from work, and started to ask how her day was I could see that she was visibly shaken, so I asked, “what’s the matter baby?”. It was then that she handed me the envelope, and as she did the pictures fell out on the floor.

“Oh my God it’s us” I screamed. It was pictures of us making love in the living room. I was trying to rack my brain how somebody could’ve taken our pictures because we live on the 10th floor of a high rise apartment. The closest building was quite a ways away. Then I read the note. It said unless we paid them they would report my partner to the school and she would lose her job. We were to expect them that night.

As we both went to the balcony and tried to figure out how they could have taken pictures, we heard the buzzer to the intercom indicating that it had to be the dirty bastard who took the pictures and I was furious. As Val went to answer the buzzer I went to do a couple of things to prepare for our visitor.

I returned to the living room to see a woman about 18 years old, dressed like a school girl, and carrying another envelope. She told us in case we had torn the pictures up that she had extra copies, and that she wanted money and to also see us up close having sex.

On our way to the bedroom I asked her if she was a lesbian and she replied that she didn’t know, but for us not to try anything because she would call her father and he would have us arrested, so I ushered her into the bedroom and had her sit on a chair, where she could see everything.

As I took Val in my arms and started to kiss her and rub her back, I could see our visitor was very interested, so I whispered to Val “let’s give her a really good show”. Doing a sexy strip tease I tried my best to get this stranger hot, and seductively slipped out of my clothes, and sat and watched Val do the same, before we sat on the bed.

I had fully intended to fake it but kissing Val always got me hot, and in no time I was moaning, as I licked down her front to her beautiful breasts. Flicking my tongue to each of her nipples before drawing one into my mouth and pinching and pulling the other one, as she ran her fingers through my hair.

Licking just under her breasts, and then licking down her tummy, my tongue left a little wet trail, as I reached her belly button. Changing positions so I could lay on my tummy between her legs I noticed our visitor was squirming in the chair, and catching a glimpse of her pink panties I could see wet marks. Little snail trails were announcing to my eyes that she was loving every minute of what we were doing.

With my hands on Val’s inner thighs I licked her delicate folds. Nibbling and sucking, before I parted her pussy lips so I could lick her inner lips. Swirling my tongue over her hood and clit brought forth moans, and looking out of the corner of my eye I saw our visitor had pulled aside her panties and was masturbating furiously watching us.

Plunging my tongue in deep, and with my fingers patting Val’s swollen clit, I probed her pussy walls with my tongue. Tongue fucking her hard as I listened to the moans of Val and our visitor, until Val stiffened her body and her pussy gripped my tongue as she came with a loud moan, only to be followed by the moans of our visitor cumming.

With that I raised up and said to our visitor “Ok bitch it’s time for you to join us. So get over here and eat my pussy”. She said, “I’m not a fucking lesbian and you can’t make me”.

Getting up I went to the vent of the air conditioner and after opening it I took out a VCR tape, and walked to the tape player as our visitor’s jaw dropped, knowing what was coming next. As the tape started to play showing our visitor masturbating watching us make love, I thought she was going to faint.

“Now strip bitch” I said, as she hesitated briefly before obeying my command, placing her clothing in a neat pile on the table beside her. Grabbing her by the wrist I threw her on the bed and stuffed her wet panties in her mouth, before I turned her over on her tummy and tied her wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed.

Going to the drawer on the night stand I took out the largest black dildo I could find from all my toys, and as I adjusted the harness I watched the terror in her eyes, knowing that if she was a virgin, she wouldn’t be after tonight. Kneeling behind her I lubed up the black plastic dick and grabbed her by the hips before plunging it deep in her hot pussy. “I’m going to fuck your pussy bitch and then I’m going to fuck your asshole. That will put a stop to your blackmail tricks.”

Pushing my hips hard I could see the plastic dick enter her pussy, and as I fucked her pussy I could see specks of blood on the black plastic dick, but that didn’t stop me as I was enjoying the feel of the dildo end on my pussy. Soon she stopped struggling and even started pushing back to match my rhythm, and as I looked at Val I could see she was loving watching us and had her 3 fingers in her hot pussy, masturbating like mad.

I knew it wasn’t going to take much for me to cum, but I wanted more than 1 orgasm, and I started pushing harder and faster as I fucked our blackmailer.

Her breath was coming faster in little pants and I knew she was going to cum from being taken so roughly, and when the volcano erupted from deep inside of my hot pussy I kept fucking, until I heard a little sigh, and she almost fell to the bed from her orgasm.

I motioned for Val to come over and get to the top of the bed and have our little blackmailer eat her pussy. Taking the panties out of the blackmailers mouth I told her, “I’m going to fuck your ass while you eat my girlfriends pussy and you better not scream, or I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk”. All I heard was her saying “yes”.

As Val settled in front with her legs parted she grabbed the blackmailer by the hair and pulled her to her hot pussy, as I put the tip of the dildo to our blackmailers little asshole and plunged it in as deep as I could, and as rough as I could.

From watching her lick Val’s pussy I knew she loved it but probably had never tried it before, and from her actions she was probably very submissive, and this would also put an end to her black mailing ideas.

Plunging the dildo in and out of her little asshole was getting me hotter than ever and I reached under her to cuddle her wet swollen clit between my fingers, pulling and masturbating her, as she eagerly licked and sucked Val’s pussy.

Val was humping our visitors face as she got close and the sight of that made the tingle stronger, and I knew Val and I were going to cum at any moment, but I wondered if our visitor was going to cum with us. I didn’t have to wonder long as our visitor licked furiously and Val screamed “I’m cumming”, and I screamed as the floodgates opened “yes”. Our blackmailer just moaned with a little “oh”, as she joined us in our supreme ecstasy.

After we had a chance to freshen up and talk to our blackmailer she promised to never again try blackmail and asked if she could join us again sometime. To which we all agreed.

- The End -

You rolled me over on my stomach and pulling me up by my hair, Up on all fours my little bitch. Hand me your chain as well. I handed the ring of my choke chain over my shoulder to you. You released my hair, pulling the chain taut. You slid your hand between my legs and slapped my thighs. Spread your legs for me. I slid my knees further apart. You ran your nails over my engorged outer lips gently, teasingly. Then roughly grabbed my mound, pulling downward, and twisting a little. I half moaned and half yelped. You gave my chain a tug as you grabbed my clit, pinching it between your fingers. Spread your ass for me. I rested my chest on the pillows and reached back to spread my ass open for you.

“Wider” You said, as you smacked my cunt in short stingy slaps. My clit started enlarging, my lips were getting hot, and every inch of my pussy was convulsing. You slipped a finger in deep, saturating it. Then rubbing my juices over my ass hole, slowly sliding your finger deep in my ass and out again. Finally, I was moaning out loud and half panting. Mmm, you are such a hot little bitch. The juices are just running down your thighs. You like it when I play with your ass, fingering it deeply. I bet you are wishing that was my cock in your little ass, stretching it wider and going deeper. I moaned at the idea.

Not yet my pet. Put your hands back up to balance yourself. I crossed my arms under my chest as you yanked on my chain to raise me back up some. I felt the tip of your cock at my pussies entrance. You were sliding just the head in and out, teasing me, while you fingered my asshole. Oh, my Master! Yes my little slut? You want your Masters cock don’t you? Oh, yes sir, I want it, I need it I bet you do. You want to be fucked good and hard don’t you? You want me to treat you like a little slut, huh? Yes sir You do? Yes sir.

I can’t tell, you better ask me right, beg for it bitch, beg to be fucked hard and treated like a little slut. Oh please Master, fuck me, fuck me hard. Treat me like your little slut. Ram it deep into me. Only you can please me sir. Please fill my cunt with your cum. I want to feel you cum inside me. My pussy is so wet. It s craving your cock. I need you so much. I m such a fucking slut please sir, I need you to treat me like your slut. Maybe I’ll get online and get a guy to come over so we can both fuck you. Let you suck us both hard. You can get on top of my cock while he slides his dick in your ass. I want to watch your face while you have two guys fucking you, stuffing you from the front and back. Do you want both holes to be used? Yes, Sir, I would love to have both holes filled. I want to feel full. I want you to use my body to please you. You slammed it into to me to the hilt. Then pulled almost all the way out and slammed in again. My body lunged forward with each thrust. I screamed in ecstasy. I was almost in tears from the pleasure of it as you continued this pattern. Pulling out unexpectedly, you smacked my pussy hard several times. Then you retrieved several clamps from the drawer and attached them to my slick outer labia. The flails of the flogger wisped across my back, ass, and thighs. I moaned as the intensity increased. My mind started to spin as the pleasure swept over my body. I could feel you pulling my cunt open wide by the clamps. I cringed a little at the sharp pain shooting through my genitals. First two fingers slipped in and then all four. They pumped in and out of me, yanking hard on the clamps. I moaned and screamed as the orgasm racked through my body. You started fucking me hard and fast, slamming it deep in my cunt. I heard you grunt and your body stiffened as you erupted inside of me. You rested back on your heels for a second to catch your breath, as I let myself sprawl across the bed on my stomach. Did I tell you to lay down slut? you asked sternly. No, Sir, I replied, getting back to my knees.

Turn around and face me. I moved to comply. I was surprised to notice your member was still stiff and rigid. You kneeled up and shoved your shaft in my mouth. Now, lick it clean bitch. Suck our juices off of it, you said, grabbing my hair for leverage. I licked around the edge of it s head, delved deep into it s little slit, slowly licked the sides, and then sucked it deep into my mouth. I meticulously slurped the jizz from your member, careful not to miss a drop. Moaning, I lapped up the small puddle at its base and down your balls and gingerly sucked them into my mouth for a thorough cleaning.

That’s right, don’t miss a drop. Oh yeah, that feels great. I love your well-trained mouth. The sensation is exquisite. I flicked my tongue up your shaft and took your full length deep in my mouth again, moaning around it. To my amazement, your rod grew harder in my mouth. You slammed it down my throat several times before pulling it out with a loud pop. Grabbing my neck, you pushed me down to the mattress and positioned yourself behind me. You rammed your rod deep into my pussy several times. I felt the head of your cock on my anal opening, your thumbs on either side, spreading it open for your invasion. Using my juices as lubrication, you gently slid in, stretching the tight ring around the thick mushroom. I moaned as you filled the canal, digging into my body. You slowly pumped in and out of my ass. I buck back against you to meet your thrusts. We both panted and moaned as the friction and heat built. You hung onto my hips, your nails digging into my flesh, and impaling me on your cock. You grunted from behind me as you pulled all the way out and plunged back in. I moaned and screamed into the mattress. My pussy and ass convulsed as my climax ripped through me. Turn around here and lay down, you gasped, stroking your slick shaft. I stretched out, watching you straddle my stomach, and stoking it. Your stride quickened and your load splashed across my chest and face. I rubbed it into my chest playing with my nipples. Setting back on your heels again you said, You are a good little slut. Now it is time for my shower. Go start my water.

- The End -

Katie began her morning as she did most; with her long list of chores. She was up and out of her pine log bed, with it’s lovely but worn quilt her great-grandmother had made for her, at 5:00am. There were eggs to be snatched from the chicken coop, stalls to be shoveled out in the old weathered barn, a cow to milk and breakfast to be prepared by herself, her Ma and her other sister Rachel. Her six brothers had their own list to whittle away on before any of them could fill their bellies at the breakfast table.

Life was hard here in the heart of the Appalachias; always had been, probably always would be. The people were generally poor but decent and honest; they worked hard but took time for play as they could too. And of course there was always church on Sundays; the Sabbath strictly upheld. For all their poverty that the outside world took notice of, they had more than their share of riches as well. They were well blessed in the land their forefathers had laid claim to and worked so many generations ago. The beauty that surrounded them was free for all to drink in and they filled their souls with its inspiration and their music with its melody! Katie particularly enjoyed and had an affinity for the animals that shared their woodland home with her small community. Whenever she had “free time” she would find herself drifting aimlessly in the shelter of the dense woods; inhaling deeply of the earthy pine aroma, daydreaming as the sun beams filtered softly through the lacy patterns cast by the trees. Most of all, she loved talking to her critter friends. She felt safe baring her soul, her hopes, her fears to the gentle creatures that always listened and never disparaged her dreams. In fact, she felt safer here in these woods with them than she did in her very own home; not since her Pa had died and her Ma remarried had she felt safe inside the little log home.

Her step-dad was a hard man; hard drinking, hard taskmaster, hard to please. And when he was not well-pleased there was always hell to pay! Hell usually came in the form of one of two instruments: either the heavy black leather strap that hung threateningly on the hook by the hearth or the worse of the two, the slender but sturdy birchwood switch. Punishment was delivered in the most humiliating ways her step-father could contrive and usually at the very least involved having your bottom bared; even for an older girl of 17, such as herself!

Katie sat gingerly on the circular stool set out before their cow, Greta. It still hurt to sit from the beating she took last evening and all because she had tried to do what her Ma had asked her to do! Her Ma had made up some chicken stock and wanted Katie to take a batch over to their sick neighbor, Mrs. Cooper, after Katie’s afternoon chores were through. She obeyed and even hurried because on the way there she remembered that her step, as she called him, had told her he wanted her in the house by 5:30pm to help him with something. She came running, out of breath, in the front door by 5:50pm and found her step waiting at the kitchen table with his black strap in hand. She looked up with horror at her step-father and in a rush of words tried to explain why she was delayed and how her Ma had asked her to go do the errand!! But he was having none of it. All he cared about was that she wasn’t in the house by 5:30 like he had told her and it didn’t matter what her Ma wanted, only what he wanted that counted! “And by God she was going to learn that the hard way!”

It was almost suppertime and so all of the kids were sitting around very quietly, knowing what was to come and secretly glad it was not them that had got their step-father all fired up. They each wished they didnt have to be witness to their older sister’s humiliation…..winced as they heard their father give the order for everyone to go outside onto the front porch and gather round. An old wooden table that sat on the front porch was brought front and center to rest in the middle of it. Katie imagined how the scene would play out and for a moment she looked off into the woods bathed in their mellowing sunlight and would have given most anything to be there with her critters, safe and invisible. But there was no way out. A fact that was brought to mind most every day for her. No way off this mountain, no way out of this house that she used to love, no way out of her step-fathers dangerous grasp.

She tried to muster what courage and dignity she could when her step barked at her to stand in front of him but the truth of the matter was she was just plain scared! Almost paralyzed by it. And that made her step have to repeat himself even louder; something that would only make things worse for poor Katie. She obediently but slowly walked over to stand, head bowed, in front of the angry, towering old man. “Katie i will not abide you or anyone else disobeying my orders. Is that understood?!” “Yes, step-father”, she whispered sadly. “Good, then you know what to expect from such behaviour.” He looked her in the eye and reaching up under her simple cotton dress his fingers found her white cotton panties and pulled them ever so slowly down until they reached her ankles. “Step outta ‘em, girl!” She did as she was told. In the next minute her humiliation became doubled. Her step-fathers large, weathered hands raised the sides of her skirt and hitched it up to fold into the waist band of her dress thereby exposing, for all in her family to see, her nakedness from the waist down. Her step took a few moments it seemed, to just stare at her; beginning with her bare feet and working his gaze slowly upward until he had reached the barrier of her clothing stuffed into the little waistband. He gazed at her small, slim thighs, and lingered hotly on the exposed feminine beauty of her downy covered pussy; then onward to her smooth, firm tummy. The hint of the soft swells of Katie’s breasts were just showing below the high waistband of her dress. ‘God, but she was going to be a looker!” he thought as he absently rubbed a hand over the tight bulge that was trying to push it’s way free of his work pants.

Katie wanted more than anything to shield her privates from her lecherous, mean old step-father and so was glad when he told her to turn around; but only for a second. What came next was always worse. As she turned, she knew she was baring her nakedness and shame to her sister and Ma and even worse, to her brothers. Having turned around, her step now had a full view of her lovely bottom; it’s feminine curves two creamy soft mounds of rounded flesh that were full at the bottom and tapered up into a tiny waist. Then her agony continued. She felt his hot, sweaty hands eagerly groping her and patting her soft bottom. It made her feel sick in the pit of her stomache and she cringed as she felt those hands skim across and around her flesh. It took all she could do to stand there and just endure it rather than run helter-skelter into her wooded sanctuary. But she knew if she did that, what she was about to go through would be nothing in comparison to the price she would pay if she ran from him.

“Come over here girl and spread yerself across the table; butt up in the air facing yer family….and be sure to grab hold of the edges..yer gonna need the support!”, he chuckled softly to himself before spitting out a wad of chewing tobacco he had been hording inside his left cheek.

Katie did as she was told and waited helplessly for what was surely to come next. She of course had had the strap before; many times since her step had moved in but something told her this time was to be different. She anxiously held her breath; she could feel the warm evening breeze as it caressed her bare bottom and pussy, could hear the cawing of the crows that lived in the trees overhead and tried to imagine the scurrying of the night creatures as they awakened to another “day”….anything to escape if possible, the torment that her mind and body were in, waiting for the first fierce lash of his wicked belt. All at once the fiery rain came down on her quivering flesh, jolting her back to the here and now. “Ahhhh!!” she cried. “Aint nothin’ you dont deserve, girl, so I dont want to hear it!”, her step jeered at her. She saw the shadow of his big arm rise way above his head and then quickly back down it came, thrashing her soft, defenseless bottom a second time. Katie gritted her teeth as best she could. She hated giving him the satisfaction of hearing her cry out. A muted whimper was all she would let escape her throat this time. Again the hand rose and again and again it fell swiftly and harshly onto her abused butt and thighs; 15 times in all before he stopped and approached her once more. During all this her siblings and Ma tried to squeeze their eyes shut and close their ears to drown out the awful scene before them.

“Katie this isnt the first time, by any means, that I have had to punish you like this……is it?!” he demanded an answer from the frightened and aching young woman before him. “No Sir…it isnt,” she replied meekly. “That’s right and I mean to put a stop to this and see that you learn your lesson once and for all.” His words brought on a new sense of fear in the disheartened girl. “You’re a stubborn, stupid child and we would be well rid of ya but the good Lord saw fit to give me you, as a trial no doubt, and i mean to not shirk my responsibilities as long as you live under my roof!” With that he ended his speech and walked briefly back into the house. Katie knew better than to move from the exact spot he had placed her in, though she wished with all her might that she might gently rub the stinging, burning welts the belt had raised on her tender legs and buttocks. When her step came back out she turned her head towards the front door and looked up to see what he had gone back inside to retrieve. The birch switch!! She couldnt help herself but to beg. “No, step-father, Please!!” she cried out through her tears and anguish. “Like I said….it aint nothin’ you don’t deserve child, now get back into position and hold on good.” Her tears fell on deaf and uncaring ears. She did as she was told, well past the place where she could do anything but blindly obey. She was resigned to her fate and just prayed to God it would be over soon.

Her step-father walked up behind her and nudged her legs apart with his knee; he nudged until she was uncomfortably spread open. From this position all behind her, particularly her step-father, could see underneath to where her pussy showed….her tender young mound untried and unused to being open like this. The embarrasment just brought her further into herself. Her body was turning scarlet, not just from the fresh beating she had taken but suffused with the hot burning color of shame. She herself had never suffered under the switch, though her brothers had and she remembered now the stories of agony they had told her about it. She wondered how awful it would be. In that second of wondering she found out and nothing could have prepared her for the blistering sting the tree switch left across her left thigh. This time she couldn’t help the keening cry that erupted from her throat. It hurt worse than anything she had ever felt; especially on top of the fresh marks left by the belt! ‘How many times was he going to lash her with this horrible whip’, she worried? Just then another pass of the switch sliced across her punished bottom; lower this time and the way she was bent over the table it was dangerously close to finding her pussy. She cried out again and begged once more for it all to be over. “It’s over when I say its over, girl!” her step-father bellowed. This time, as if reading her mind, the switch found her sensitive pussy. Katie howled like a wounded animal, out of her mind with the searing pain on pain of the vicious switch. Five more strokes sliced across her legs, buttocks and lower back and burned into her brain until all her world consisted of in that moment was a fiery throb pulsating like hot needles up and down her backside.

Towards the end her oldest brother, Billy, spoke up, “Pa, that’s enough!! She’s been punished enough!” “Oh you think you know what’s best, boy? Are you darin’ to question me??” he said in a deceptively quiet voice. Billy immediately looked contrite and backed down. After the eighth stroke her step-father laid the switch on the table where Katie’s figure lay limp and sobbing quietly. He wiped his brow and told everyone to get back to ‘doin’ whatever yer supposed to be doin’ and then just walked back into the house leaving everyone standing there, a little stunned and solemn. Ma knew how her husband was handling the family was wrong but she was just too tired and too intimidated to know how to change it. Well, soon her daughter would be getting a husband of her own no doubt and would be able to move out and her torment would be over….one down, seven more to go she thought sadly. Katie’s sister Rachel was brave enough to gently put an arm around Katie, help her stand and smooth her dress back into place and then walked her back into the room where they and two of their brothers shared beds. As exhausted as Katie was from the ordeal, she still found it hard to find a position that didn’t hurt so much so she could fall asleep. When sleep finally took her she slept fitfully and tossed and turned all night trying to find a cool place on the sheets to soothe her wounded body.

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Katie shuddered now as she relived it all while milking Greta but it also made her hurry about her chores so as to keep her step from getting angry with her again. When she came into breakfast later that morning everyone gathered around the kitchen table and helped themselves to what was laid upon it. It was during breakfast that her Ma announced that this Sunday after church the Carter family reunion was going to take place down at Horseshoe lake. This was something they all looked forward to every year. It was a day when even her step-father couldn’t crowd out her joy at being with members of her extended family. They came from many different areas across the map to catch up with one another; see how big the kids were growing, who got married, who was expecting and it was always a lot of fun! They had a huge potluck dinner, swimming down at the lake, canoeing, games and for once her step usually minded his manners and didn’t raise too much fuss with the kids. Katie always suspicioned it was because, if any of her relatives from outside the Appalachias saw the shameful way he treated her Ma and the children, they would raise quite a fuss so it was just easier to stay quiet….at least for the day. The day after the reunion things always went back to normal and a whipping or two were usually handed out to some unfortunate child who had unknowingly provoked her step-father.

Katie remained quiet this morning but Rachel piped up and said she hoped Aunt May would bring her famous applesauce cake again this year. “I don’t know about that, Rach but what I DO know is that your Uncle Robert is going to be there for the first time in twelve years!” her Ma said dramatically. Now this was big news indeed!! Katie had heard all the hushed stories about her Uncle…..how he had left the mountain as soon as he turned eighteen and had left the church behind him at the same time. And Katie had overheard some interesting stories she wasn’t meant to hear about “the strange attitudes and ‘things’ her Uncle did now that he was a heathen and all!” They related stories and hinted at things Katie was too naive to possibly understand. All she knew was that the whole family had pronounced her Uncle as ‘bad people’ and it made Katie wonder if he was crazy or something. When she heard the news about her Uncle coming she felt revolted and curious at the same time. She lay awake later that night pondering over just what Uncle Robert was really like and fell asleep with him on her mind. She only had five more days to wait until she found out.

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To be continued

- The End -

Coming home from an another day at work, I find you standing in the middle of the living room wearing the soft black leather boots and matching corset that I had laid out for you this morning, you have also took the liberty, to my pleasure, of also putting on your wrist and ankle cuffs.

Walking up to you, I take your ass cheeks in my hands and pull you roughly against me, placing my mouth against your waiting open mouth, I kiss you deeply and thoroughly, squeezing and massaging your ass cheeks in my hands. Breaking the kiss, I spin you around quickly, almost throwing you off balance, taking both wrists I clip them together and then begin kissing my way up your exposed back, biting and nibbling as I choose. I hear you sigh as I begin kissing your neck, reaching around I take your soft warm breasts into my hands, squeezing and rolling them between my fingers. Cupping your breasts in my hands, I take a nipple between each thumb and finger and begin to squeeze and roll them as well. Pulling your nipples up and away from your body, you try to stand on your toes as I pull higher on the tips of your nipples. Pulling higher yet, I let them pop from between my fingertips, as you fall back into my arms, I reach up and take your ponytail in my hand, twisting it’s length around my hand, you squeak as you feel me pulling on your hair.

Taking your bound wrists in my other hand I begin to shove you toward the playroom, you twist and turn as I move you, but you never stop moving forward, knowing what will happen if you buck me on this. As we enter the room, I unclip your wrist and re-clip them to a rope hanging from the ceiling, taking up tension on the rope, I stretch your arms above your head. Stepping back and looking, I decide to blindfold and gag you as well, you struggle at the gag at first, but quickly relent as I take a nipple in my fingertips and squeeze it firmly until you open your mouth and accept the small ball gag into your mouth. Walking over to a cabinet against the wall, I look over at what is hanging there, various whips, floggers, paddles and other toys, sliding my eyes down to a lower shelf, I spot the new black leather belt that I just bought a few days ago, I remember seeing the look in your eyes when you first got a look at it, you shuddered all over when I picked it up and snapped in my hands.

Picking the beltup, I double it in my hands and begin walking toward you, as Iget closer to you I snap it together as hard as I can, you flinch at the first snap and your whole body goes rigid as I hold the belt up close to your nipples and snap it once more letting you feel the air rush from between the hand tooled black leather edges. I place the belt onto your breasts, catching your erect swollen nipples between the black leather edges, you begin to tremble at the thought of what I am going to do next, slowly I part the leather and just as I snap them back together you jerk back causing me to just miss snapping your nipples between the edges. Letting go of the looped end of the belt, I take your breast in to my hand, squeezing and pulling you forward, you have to arch your body forward as the rope running from the ceiling will not let you step forward, but only arch your body forward on your toes.

“I guess your nipples are just too small a target.” as I swing the black leather through the air and smack it against your exposed ass cheeks. A muffed scream comes from your mouth as you begin dancing on your toes from the impact of the leather against your flesh. Once again I swing, laying another red slash across your cheeks. I decide I’ve seen enough of your dancing and I release a little tension on the rope pulling your arms into the air, next I spread your legs apart and clip your ankle cuffs to small rings set into the floor about three feet apart, readjusting the slack in the rope, I pull your body up into a nice taut position, you are almost on your toes as I tie off the end of the rope. You are breathing very heavily now and as I walk around in front of you, I watch as your breasts heave up and down, trembling and shaking from the sensations coming from your ass. I place my hand against your pussy mound and slide a finger inside of your wet hot pussy, slowly I begin to stroke my finger in and out, wiggling it around as I thrust it back deep inside of you. You begin to rock your hips against my hand as I wiggle and work it in and out of your pussy lips, hooking my finger deep inside your pussy I pull you close to me, kissing and biting your neck as I swing the belt once more. Your body rears against me as the belt strikes your ass once more leaving a third red stripe across your trembling shaking ass checks. Throwing the belt to the floor, I walk around you and take your ass cheeks into my hands, kneading and squeezing the hot red flesh between my fingers, striping off my clothes, I grab the lube from the cabinet and pour out a hand full, slapping my hand against your asshole, I begin to rub it in, sliding my dripping finger deep into you.

Finally I take my hard swollen cock into my lube dripping hand and stroke the length of it before placing the tip against your sweetly puckered asshole. Placing my other hand on your pussy with a finger deep into your wetness, I begin to push the length of my shaft deep into you, your body trembling and shaking as I get deeper into you. Slowly I begin sliding in and out of you, wiggling my finger deep in your hot wet pussy, I begin to stroke faster. Feeling your body begin to shudder, I take your breasts into my hands and begin to squeeze and roll them in my fingers and begin thrusting in and out quickly. Both of our bodies begin to quake as we reach closer to cumming, I’m pumping hard and fast into you, kneading and rolling your tender breasts in my hands, as I shudder and begin cumming, my pumping my hot white load into your ass sends you over the edge and you begin cumming as well. Rocking and bucking your hips against mine as we both shudder and shake with the release. Standing there, I wrap my arms around you, holding myself still inside of you as I kiss your neck and shoulders.

- To Be Continued -

They were bored. They had been married for 5 years and had tried out alot of things, but now they had run out of things to try. “I’ll see you tonight honey” he called as he left for work. Micheal was a graphic design artist for a real estate company. His wife just nodded and went back to her work. Smiling he got into his car and drove to work all the while wondering what he could do. The answer to the question came to him as he was surfing the internet that day. He came upon a site that gave ideas about different things that married people could do. One of the ideas was to plan a fantasy date without the other knowing.

With an idea planted firmly in his head, micheal finished work early that day and drove to an adult toy store. There he bought a 10″ dildo, a 5″ dildo a ball gag, and silf ties. He payed for his purchases and left the store. Making his way in record time, he came to the neighbourhood that he lived in and parked a block from where he lived. Lifting his bag from the back seat he quietly made his way to his house. Using the electronic house key he entered noiselessly. He took off his shoes and made his way from room to room until he found his wife.

She was in the laundry room ironing clothes. He made sure that the bag was secure on his shoulder and went up to her. With one hand he grabbed her and with the other he covered her mouth. Disguising his voice he said “listen to me and I won’t hurt you. I have been watching you and you look like a good fuck so that’s what I’ll do to you until you scream then I’ll do it some more. ” by now she was scared. Who was this person and how did they get into the house? She asked herself as she tried to quiet down the racing beat of her heart. Careful not to let her see him, micheal made his way to the dining room.

“Close your eyes bitch you are not to look at me” he commanded as he pushed her against a wall. Using his hand, he rooted around until he found the blindfold. Not wasting any time, he covered her eyes. “Open your mouth” he said and mutely she obeyed. He pushed the ball gag into her mouth and strapped it in.

Grabbing her two hands he held them as he took out the silk ties. He bent her over the table and tied her hands to the legs of the table on the other side. He let go of her. Immediately she started kicking and screaming for him to let her go. He pulled her hair back and said “If you make one more sound that isn’t associated with sex you will be sorry” abruptly he let her head go. He was getting aroused. Never had it occured to him to try this kind of thing with his wife. Using his last two silk ties, he tied her legs spread eagle to the other two table legs. She was bent over and spread out. He was so hard all he wanted to do was fuck her till she was weak then start all over again. He took off his clothes and put his bag down. By now all 10″ of him was rearing to go. His wife lay across the table wimpering.
At first he took out the lubricant that he had bought and lathered his hand, then easing up behind her said” I’m going to put my fist up your ass then i’ll put a dildo up your cunt. Don’t try to stop me.” He rubbed her anal hole and slowly began to push his hand in. She bucked and screamed. Tears came to her eyes but he kept on going until his hand had stopped.she was tight to say the least. He felt as though he wanted to come, but pushed it back ruthlessly. He took out the 10″ dildo and slowly pushed it up her cunt. She tried to move but couldn’t. Between the hand in her ass and the dildo she was stretched to the point of bursting. She wimpered and he smiled. Slowly he rotated his hand and the dildo. Her tight insides clenched around his hand and the dildo at the same time.

He got up on his kness behind her and slowly worked his way into her. She moaned. Slowly he began to fuck her taking care not to be as rough as he had just been. “You were a good slut so now I’m going to take it easy on you” he took his time and varied the dept of his thrusts until he felt her begin to come again. When she climaxed for the second time she drooped across her back and gently rubbed her body. She was still shivering when he untied her hands and took off the blindfold.

When she turned around and saw it was micheal she started to cry. Tenderly micheal held her. When she had regained herself she told micheal “I’m so glad that it was you who did those things to me” “why” he asked, puzzled “Because I loved it” she replied. “Next time I get to do it my way” she told him. smiling he said “ok”

- The End -

Today, my Master requested I were a silk, lace, emerald green teddy, garter belt with silk stockings. As I get ready for my session with him, I’m thinking, what am I in for this morning.

As I come through the door to our room (he is not in hers today), I notice the ties, paddle, belt, lube and cock ring. My heart begins pounding, today will be a good day.

I take off my over coat and stand before you. I see appreciation in your eyes, as I wait for my command to get into our bed of lust and desire. It is given, I pull back the covers, discover, to my hearts delight, that you are getting stiff already. I straddle you, my pussy already starting to drip with anticipation.

So I gently rub my cunt juice on your groin and slowly work my cunt down to your cock. Sitting with my pussy on your soft but thickening shaft I move up and down slowly. Letting the head of your cock, tease my clit, that is now starting to swell. God it feels soooo good. I do believe I will be cum-ing soon. Continuing to slide, I place my hands behind me and start to gently massage your balls and that sensitive line that runs between them all the way to your ass. I can feel you starting to move with me, making your cock head hit my now protruding bud harder, sending shivers through out my body. I feel myself cum-ing, the juice is running down your shaft.

I am cum-ing hard, pressing down and circling my clit on your cock, as I groan my desire, you let me know, that, I have cum tooo quick. I must now clean up my mess. I move off of you and I notice that there is a little pre-cum mixed with mine. Taking my tongue I lick up and down your shaft, around your nuts, enjoying the taste of our combined juices.

Cleaning the head I gently suck it into my hot, waiting mouth. Sucking and circling my tongue all over, inserting the tip into your hole making you clean again. My excitement builds as I swallow our essences and take your cock deep into my throat. Sucking harder and taking you deeper I close my throat around your head. you start to move in and out of my mouth as I clamp my lips around your shaft, thrusting your hard, thick, peter deeper and deeper, moving faster and faster. Christ, I start making soft grunt noises as I feel my orgasm grow and my cunt spew hot cum out of a throbbing pussy. This time I know I am in big trouble. You thrust one last time to make sure my orgasm is over, it is and god it was a stupendous one.

You have lifted my head off your cock and placed me across your belly. Once you strike me with the paddle, then again a little harder. I wince with pleasure/pain shooting throughout my body. Once more I feel the paddle hit. I feel your big johnson moving, your anticipation is growing. Just knowing I will now fuck you harder and stronger. My punishment is over. you now let me ride you and take your magnificent cock straight inside my sensitive, wet, cunt. As I tighten my muscles around you and start humping your cock, I feel your fingers taunting and teasing my bud. Glory me, you are making me cum, I fuck faster, begging you to let me release my super intense orgasm. Your answer is NO. You continue to your assault on my clit and tits. As the climax builds you are pinching and twisting my nipples. I call out, begging , with built up agony of frustration, knowing that I can not hold it much longer. I scream out my desire. You take my clit and massage it, pulling it, sending me into a maximum explosive orgasm, that has me fucking you like a freight train leaving hell. The twinkle in your eyes tells me to get ready. My punishment will be to endure more pleasure/pain, orgasmic agony until I can’t hold back and release with you.

Laying on my back, you tie my hands to the headboard, spread my legs and place yourself between them so that you have complete access to my whole body. Taking one of my bosoms in to your mouth and and the other in your hand, you begin your sensual assault on my senses. Suckling, nibbling, milking and twisting my nipples. I feel myself pushing them deeper and harder into your mouth and hand. Moaning with desire, feeling your soft lips with rough lace is intoxicating. I begin moving my pelvis against your groin. You start biting, pinching, sending me to climax heaven. But I will not cum, do not want it to stop. You continue to taunt me, driving me into submissive bliss. As you release my boobs and give them one good smack each, you grab for the belt.

placing a pillow under my bottom, bringing my knees up and spreading them, you expose my clit high enough to give it a smack with the whip. It is wet and the strap stings as leather connects with cum, wet skin. I gasp, confused, feeling pain and also exquisite pleasure. Again you bring it down, with a raspy voice I beg for you to make it better, promising to be good and not cum. you said “promise” as you administer one last whipping.

My cunt is throbbing, my clit, hard and pulsating. I beg for your cock, beg to fuck you, your reply is “soon, baby soon”. I want to see if you can keep your promise first. You just adore the site of the hard protruding clit, you produced. Placing your tongue on it you begin to run it up and down my pussy. My climax is near exploding, yours is growing as you suck my clit. Sucking harder and biting, has me pushing it into your face, moaning and groaning with desire. Rubbing and grinding my cunt in your face as you take it and bite down hard. OHHHHH, I start to groan again, begging you over and over (you love hearing me beg). Please put that awesome rocket into my cunt, let me fuck you, please, please. I get my answer.

Untying my hands, you put my legs up on your chest as you drive your thick hard johnson deep into my cunt, I sigh with pleasure. I clamp my cunt muscles around you, as you continue to thrust it, banging it into me over and over. I scream fuck me, fuck me, ohhh god, fuck me now!!!!! As I tighten and pull your cock as you go in and out, Have to hold back, I am cum-ing I scream. Quickly you pull out, flip me over, I instantly get into position and take your cock soooo deep. Pushing my ass up to your groin, I take you, moving forward and back, faster and faster. You keep hitting that spot, sending lighting bolts of desire shrieking through my soul. I feel you almost ready to shoot your load deep inside me. My climax is ready to send me into orgasmic heaven. I start to feel my cum release. Over and over I am screaming I am cum-ing, cum-ing, god please come with me please, please. Just as I am shooting my cum on your magnificent cock , you pull out and slip your cock into my ass, just as you release your semen. I feel your very essence shooting deep into my ass, as my cum spews from my cunt onto your balls, as they slap against my cunt. With joint explosions of our juices, we collapse. A deep sigh of gratifying satisfaction escapes our lips. We are exhausted but OHHHH SO FULFILLED.

- The End -