True Motivations

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Ashley stared at the black metal object, rubbing her fingers along its intricate grooves. He just wanted to fuck me. He was just a horny kid and now I’ve done so many terrible things because he commanded me. I’m having my dad’s kid because of him!All because he commanded me to be a slut.How did it even work out like this? Why didn’t the command make me just go out and have sex with strangers? I mean, I’m glad it didn’t, but how does it know what he meant? She rolled the command rod in her palm. I could make him be respectful to women… or jump off a bridge.

Ashley leaned back as she looked in the mirror. Her pregnancy was five months along and her belly was quite pronounced. The talk with her father and his new girlfriend went well thanks to the command rod. Jack is my boyfriend, he got me pregnant, and we’re keeping it. She recalled their uncharacteristic complacency, how he even gave her support and encouragement as she explained. Both of them were so supportive.Maybe Jack was right and we should command the flaws out of people. She ran a hand along her exposed tummy. But then what is left of them if they’re following blindly?

A knock came on her door and Jack stepped in, his eyes drawn to her naked body. I know what you’re here for. She leaned forward, looking to the object without emotion. I’ll use you like you used me. She spoke a command observed as Jack removed his clothes. “Fuck you!” She spoke bitterly. “I worshiped you and you made me into a conquest.”

“What are you talking about?”
“Be completely honest.” She squeezed the command rod, “Did you ever love me?”
“Yes.” The scrawny boy looked disappointed as he shook his head. “I didn’t at first. I thought you were a complete bitch and wanted to use you, but then I realized that it was just who you were around. I love you now.”

Her lip trembled as tears welled in her eyes. “Why did you command me to be a slut then? You could’ve commanded me to love you from the start.”
“I thought it was what I wanted. We had fun, didn’t we?”
“Fun? I had sex with a creepy old guy for you.” She scoffed. “I had three guys use me as a urinal. That’s fucking sick!”
“I never intended for that.”
“You fucking commanded me to like it!”
“I didn’t know!” Jack pleaded. “I made a lot of mistakes, but I want to move past it. I can’t undo it, but I can ask that you forgive me.”

She was shaking, trying to hold back tears, passing through many emotions as he waited for a response. I know it’s the truth, but I can’t just forgive him! She gave a long, calculating stare as she tried not to cry. Fine, I’ll punish you the only way I know how. She told him to wait while she called for her father from the head of the steps. He came without question, staring wide-eyed as she sat with legs spread upon her bed. He looked to Jack with confusion, uncertain of how to handle the situation.

“Act like he’s…” She paused, wanting to make this situation impactful. “Fuck me hard while he watches and forget about everything that we do once you leave this room.” She turned to Jack. “Sit over there and watch without touching your dick.”

Her dad unzipped his pants and withdrew his already erect cock. He came closer and slapped it against her face a couple of times before poking it between her lips. He grabbed her hair and forced her to gag as he pushed his cock down her throat. She could barely breathe as he used both hands to face fuck her. The tip of his cock slid past her tonsils, making her struggle not to throw-up.

Through teary eyes she could see Jack breathing quickly, squirming as he kept his hands at his side. Her father was being far rougher than expected, but it was worth it. He pulled out, giving her a moment to recover. He rolled her over before beginning again, making her take it upside down. He pushed in using his weight. After a few priming thrusts he went all the way, making her throat bulge upward as she gagged. It took a minute to adjust, but she took it with surprising ease, only retching once or twice as he rammed her throat.

Her face was wet and her eyes burned, but she was taking his entire cock like a pro. He wasn’t even holding her now, only leaning over her, slapping his balls against her face. She felt the speed increase and she knew he was about to cum. She tried to prepare, but it was more than she realized. Thick blasts of hot cum streamed into her esophagus. She wasn’t choking from it, but it felt so very strange. He pulled back a little bit, making the third ejection splash against the back of her mouth. That made her gag, but she was able to swallow it.

Another load made her body convulse and the next was even worse. It felt unsettling as the thick goop coated the back of her throat, but she resisted the urge to expel it. He shot one last time before he pulled out. Ashley rolled over and painfully swallowed before coughing violently. Her ass jiggled in the air as she tried to remove the tickle in her throat.

She took a drink of water she had from earlier and finally stabilized her breathing. Her father crawled into bed next to her, lying with his semi-rigid cock in the air. Now it’s my turn. She crawled up and straddled his face, putting a hand on the wall for support. Her dad grabbed her ass as he pushed a tongue into her box, working it hard against the edge of her g-spot. She loved feeling his firm grip holding her in place as he licked her.

Jack observed, shifting uncomfortably as he watched the tiny blonde girl with a swollen belly be pleasured by her father. Her long, smooth legs leading to a pleasantly tight ass. Her light, creamy skin growing pink as she leaned ahead, riding with elation. She turned to watch him with her clear blue eyes. She bit her lip, and winced as she regretfully pulled away. She slipped from her father’s grasp and moved lower. He eagerly helped her into place upon his slippery cock.

She eased him into her trimmed pussy, moaning as his thick cock opened her. She was so wet that he went in all at once, almost making her cum immediately. She resisted, working her hips slowly to accept the intense sensations. Her pregnant belly rolled against his toned, muscular stomach. I wonder if he exercises to distract himself from me. She let the errant thought pass as she found a nice rhythm. It was fun for her, but he wanted more. He held her hips and moved her faster. She was trying to hold back, but it was too much at once. She cooed with sudden delight, gripping his cock tightly as she trembled. She could barely hold herself up as he pounded her at an increasing pace.

He wasn’t too rough, but he certainly didn’t let her recover from the orgasm. He slipped his cock in and out, trying to press in as far as his cock could explore. After a few more strokes he slowed to a stop and rolled her aside. He stood her up and turned her to the edge of the bed, holding her legs high as he went to his knees. He rested her legs upon his shoulders and poked his cock back in before leaning forward.

She was overwhelmed by the feeling, but she was pinned and any movement only let him in farther. Squirming and groaning, she took him to the limit. He closed his eyes as he shifted slowly up and down, keeping his cock buried as he closed his eyes. He’s going to cum soon, I have to hold out!

She watched Jack as the shaft moved around in her vagina. She breathed through her teeth as her tender pussy ached from the sudden deep penetration. She worked a hand into place to touch her clit, but her dad pulled it aside, holding her wrists as he started fucking her normally again. She was feeling the pain as he slammed her and it was frustrating not being able to touch herself. She patted the blanket in search of the command rod, unable to locate it. She pleaded for him to let her rub her clit to ease the pain. Ashley let out a sigh of irritation as he continued without concern.

It was torture for her and she knew Jack was feeling the same. She frantically searched the bed beside them. She tucked a hand down the side of the frame, feeling the cool metal of the command rod. She pulled it out only to drop it again, hearing it thud into the carpet. She hit the mattress in frustration, knowing that her orgasm was just out of reach at this angle. The discomfort was minimal now, as he was lifting her hips into the air. He pumped her, making Ashley’s plump belly sway in smooth motions.

I want to hate him, but I did change for the better I guess. She looked into her father’s loving eyes, seeing a serenity that was hidden beneath his animalistic urges. I’m doing some bad things, but I don’t care anymore. I wish I hadn’t cared so much for all those years! She finally relaxed, enjoying the encounter in spite of her urge to cum. Her warm, young face showed contentment as her father blew his load. His cum pulsed into her and it was amazing. She moaned as her body tingled, enjoying the minor climax. Her father went lower, lying upon her as he delivered the last few pulses, careful not to put weight on her baby.

She sat up weakly as he moved back, letting his limp cock slip free. She was panting as she grabbed the command rod from the floor. “Jack, get over here and fuck me.”

He rushed over and popped his dick in smoothly. With her dad’s cum lubricating her entrance it felt even better as he fucked her. He took her wrists in a similar manner that her father had, but she was able to pull free. She giggled as she shot a hand low, but he countered by blocking her hands with his body. She gave him a sideways glare and he let her hand go lower. She worked her clit as he glided in and out. Her body flushed, and tension built and to her surprise she came in under a minute. She jerked violently, clenching Jack’s shoulders as a full orgasm wracked her body. It was even greater when she felt Jack adding his own load. His dick moved as he reached down for a kiss. Her pussy gripped him tightly, pulling every drop from the shaft as they embraced.

He rolled beside her, both of them breathing heavily after the encounter. Cum trickled out of her as she lay back, realizing her dad had left. Jack put his arms around her and she nuzzled closer, both finding a comfortable position. Ashley’s eyes grew heavy and she decided her troubles could wait for a while.

Karen sat back, watching television as her father used his tongue between her legs. She was enjoying it, but she knew what he really wanted. She decided to let him get a piece. She directed him higher, opening herself as he lined up his throbbing cock. She twitched as he went in all the way with the first stroke. She was incredibly wet, as he had been licking her for a few minutes. It also helped that she had been glancing to her mother pleasuring the babysitter on the couch. Betty was a little more skilled at the art, making Mary Howell squirm with delight as she gripped the armrest, holding a tuft of Betty’s sandy blonde hair. It was fun to watch her mother work, really getting into it as the other woman slipped into orgasm.

Candice was watching the children for now, allowing Ms. Howell to get her compensation for the day. None of the adults were dressed, which had become commonplace for the sake of convenience. Sex was taking most of their time these days, but without school and work it wasn’t a problem. They all enjoyed themselves many times per day.

Her father was totally oblivious to the moaning coming from across the room, easing in and out of her wet pussy, trying to prolong the encounter. Karen knew it wouldn’t be long before he came, and sure enough, she felt a sudden burst of warmth in her wet hole. She couldn’t help but giggle, her soft body rocking as she laughed. She ran her fingers along Hank’s chest, laughing again as he shivered from the sensation. It’s fun to make him blow early.

Once he finished, Karen asked him to take over for Candice. The blonde girl came over with a sullen expression. “You know the drill.” Ashley twirled her hair with a mischievous grin.
“Why do I always have to be the cum drinker?”
“Because you’re our guest!” Karen smirked as she spread her pussy wide, allowing her dad’s cum to seep out. “I’ll make it up to you after, okay?”

Candice scoffed and rolled her eyes. She moved in and started lapping up the excess cum, running her tongue along the clit before poking deeper. Karen bit her lip as she pulled the girl’s head closer. It felt fantastic, but she wanted more. She moved back and directed the sultry eyed blonde to find something to put up her ass. Candice licked her lips and wiped her face as she trotted into the kitchen, returning a minute later with a bag of oranges. She sat them on an end table, wiping them off with a baby wipe as she placed them into a bowl.

“I brought enough for you and Betty both.” She smirked, assured that they would ask for something smaller.
Karen took one of them. “Enough for you too.”
“I… Don’t really want to get into that. I want my ass to close again someday.” 
“It’s fun.” Betty interjected. “As long as you prepare yourself first it feels great! You won’t have any long term changes down there.” She returned to pleasuring their housekeeper, reaching back to spread her ass.

Surprised that they actually planned to do it, Candice spit on Betty’s backdoor before using a finger to open her up. She kept her ass wide as Candice used a second finger. A third and a fourth went in, and after the prep work she pointed to the bowl of fruits. As directed, the petite girl in the later stages of pregnancy took a smaller orange and lubricated it with her saliva before pressing it against the entrance. Betty barely flinched as it popped inside.

Candice gave an embellished frown with a nod. “Impressive.”
“Yeah, she can take a lot in there.” Karen worked her own orange into her ass, taking it with more difficulty as she laid back on the couch. She winced, breathing sharply as she acclimated to the object.

Betty stopped eating out Ms. Howell, bracing herself as the next orange went in. She took it with greater difficulty, showing her teeth as Candice worked it through the opening. Betty pulled ahead, groaning as it passed the halfway point and her ass sucked it in. She reached between her legs, putting pressure on her clit as she breathed quickly. She took a moment to acclimate to the fill before waving Candice on.

“Want a smaller one?” Candice picked out the tiniest orange.
“No, that one.” Betty directed her to a larger choice. “It’s been a while, but I think I can still do it.”
“Holy shit. Three at once?” She took it in her hand, rolling it in her fingers. “How?”
“I did four once.” Betty pulled her ass wide as she leaned upon Ms. Howell’s thigh. “But they weren’t quite as big.”
“Okay.” She didn’t try to hide her skepticism. “Here goes!” Candice pressed the moistened fruit against the other orange peeking from her asshole. Betty whimpered lightly, but told her to continue. It took firm pressure with both hands to get it through the entrance. It moved slowly, making Betty rise and put her hands on the chair to stabilize herself. Mary rubbed her hair gently, watching the scene unfolding between her legs.

Betty edged forward, raising up as it shifted farther into her packed asshole. Her heavy breasts pressed against Mary’s chest as her face twisted with unease. She had more trouble than she expected, gripping the armrests tightly as she pressed against the chair. Mary scooted ahead, embracing her with her legs spread wide, giving her quick kisses along her neck to distract her. Betty looked like she might cry at any moment, pulling her face away from the kisses. She clenched her eyes as she raised her head with a slight frown.

“Is it halfway yet?” She asked with urgency.
“Not quite. Are you sure-“
“Just go for it!” She grabbed Mary’s soft body tightly, shifting higher to press their privates together.

Mary reached down and pulled her ass open. Candice didn’t hold back now, forcing the orange into her packed asshole. Betty whined loudly as she crawled higher in the chair, mostly lying atop their housekeeper. It finally passed the halfway mark. Betty howled and shot straight up, keeping it in place in spite of the pain. She stepped around the room with balled fists, grumbling as she grew accustomed to the objects in her rump. Candice reached out to touch her glistening bush, but she pulled aside.

“Give me a second. I have to hold it for… a second.” She huffed, leaning forward to rest on her knees as she stood. “That was so intense! Holy shit.” Hard nipples showed on her upturned tits. Her small belly hung low and her plump ass poked out behind her. Her expressive face showed she was struggling to hold the fruit, but it was plain to see she loved it too.

Karen called Candice over, making her lick another larger orange. Karen raised her legs and placed them on their new pet’s shoulders. “Lick me as you slip it in.”
She shrugged. “All right, but you better not cum too fast otherwise this might sting!”

Without response, Karen spread her butt and watched the girl as she focused on the task. Working the fruit around the entrance, she leaned in and used her tongue to ease the process. Candice’s tongue went deeper and moved with purpose, clearly trying to get her to orgasm as the orange went in. Karen showed her pretty white teeth as she took the fruit. It was difficult not to cum as it slid in, but she resisted somehow. Feeling extraordinary pain and pleasure, she looked around the room to find some distraction.

Betty was still struggling not to release her insertions, but Mary had gotten up to help her. Mary stroked her shapely body, making sure not to come close to her obvious erogenous zones. She rubbed Betty’s back and shoulders lightly as she shared a sensual kiss. Betty broke away, leaning her head upon Mary’s freckled shoulder, moving her hips ever so subtly as she avoided pressing against the other woman. Hank was watching the encounter with awe in his eyes, his arousal plain to see. Brooke and Dylan played and crawled next to him, oblivious of the lewd actions happening in the other section of the room.

Karen nudged her lover aside as she leaned forward, feeling the objects shift higher inside of her. She took another small orange and directed Candice to spin around. “Your turn.”
“I really don’t think I should be doing this.”
“This one isn’t that big, you’ll be fine.”
“I don’t know, I’ve never had something that big in my butt.”
“Come on, try it.” Karen urged. “It’ll hurt a little, but it will feel fantastic once you cum.”

With an uncertain sigh, Candice spun around and bent over. Karen opened the girl’s ass with wet fingers before lubricating the oval shaped orange and tucking it into her open asshole. Candice let out a low ambiguous moan as it pushed her open. She shot up, clearly overcome by the sensation. “Oh no, I can’t. I can’t!”
“Candice, come here!” Karen took her wrist and tugged her closer. She brought the pained girl down onto her lap, straddling her as she sat. “Fight through the first part and it will feel better.”
“No, no, I can’t do it!” The usually playful girl let all pretense fall away, sniffling as she sat with her arms on Karen’s shoulders. “Please, I have to get it out.”
Karen twisted her nipples, making the filled tits shake. “Just hold on for a little longer. Trust me!”

The distressed girl pushed Karen’s hands aside and grabbed her chest, trying to subvert the pain. She sat with peaked eyebrows, glistening eyes, and a trembling lip. Breathing slowly, she calmed herself and put her hands on her thighs. She was finally learning to accommodate the foreign object when the doorbell rang.

The kids started crying from the loud noise and Hank turned his attention to Dylan. Betty, still hurting from the three oranges in her ass, decided to take her daughter to calm her. Mary Howell took her dress that was hanging nearby and slipped it on. They were glad she had been prepared for visitors. Candice was so startled that it took her a moment to realize Karen had a finger up her ass to keep the orange in place. Karen placed her lips on Candice’s chest as Mary made her way to the door.

She edged it open, greeting the person without showing the living room. She exchanged words with a man before turning back to Betty. “Give me a minute, I’ll bring her to the door.” Ms. Howell closed the door gently before coming back into the main area, where the kids were starting to relax again. “There is a young man named Jason here to see you. He said he want to check on-“

Betty looked so very strained as she handed her child to Mary and walked awkwardly to the door. She pulled it open and took the boy’s arm, dragging him in before slamming the door. She leaned him on the kitchen table and undid his belt. “You came here to fuck, right?” Karen recalled the boy who had worked with Betty at the grocery store.
“Wh-well, I…”
She stopped to look into his eyes. “Do you want this?” Her full breasts squeezed between her arms.
“Y-yes. Please.”

She opened his jeans enough to fish his cock out and stepped closer, lining his shaft up with her extremely excited pussy. The boy was hesitant and somewhat startled by her aggressiveness. She got on her tiptoes and slipped the tip in, moaning as his shaft pressed in. “You can cum in me whenever you’d like.” She put a hand on her burgeoning belly and another on the table for support.

Jason finally gave in, reaching up to grab her tit as she fucked him on the table. The wet noise could be heard in the other room, making Candice and Karen share a smirking glance. Betty was riding him hard, taking less than a minute before the boy grunted and slowed. She let him stop, enjoying the feeling of his cum pulsing into her. She closed her eyes and French kissed her former fling, her soft, springy body shaking with ecstasy.

Betty didn’t linger, pulling away when she regained her senses. An orange slapped against the floor and a string of cum broke away as she trotted to the nearest bathroom. Jason was worried he did something to her at first, hurriedly tucking himself away. He noticed the fruit on the floor and a knowing smile crept across his face. He turned to the living room, seeing Candice and Karen embracing upon the couch. Karen waved him closer.

He nervously said hi to Hank as he walked past with his pants still unzipped. “What is this?” He had a hint of excitement in his voice.
I’ll just have to get Jack to wipe his mind after. “Think you can go again?” She opened Candice’s ass, showing a small amount of the orange inside. “She could use something in the front.”

Jason shook his head with bewilderment, but he took his cock out again regardless. With doubt in her eyes, Candice looked over her shoulder as he lined up, careful to go into her pussy. They had never met, but neither seemed to mind at the moment. He was a lengthy boy, easing his cock in carefully while on his knees. He took her hips as he rose up, steadily moving deeper in her moist entrance. Her ass flattened against him before he started pumping her.

The pain barely showed now, as he rode Candice with increasing vigor. Her brown eyes looking at Karen as she sat upon her. Her long, curled blonde hair swaying with his movements. It was fun to watch, but Karen was getting too worked up. She still held two oranges in her ass and it was a struggle not to cum from the motions. Karen gave the boy a playful smile as she watched him fucking her. This seemed to excite him, making him use harder and harder strokes. Her tight, wet pussy made squishing sounds as he rammed in and out.

Karen loved it, sliding lower in her seat as she snaked a hand between them to touch herself. The movement caused Jason’s cock to pop out and he hastily shoved it back in. He didn’t notice, however, that he was now inside Karen. She moaned as he pumped away and Candice was too stunned to say anything. He continued moving the girl on top while he fucked the girl below. He pushed into the limit and let out a forceful blast of cum. Karen squirmed and moaned as she worked her hips with his cock deep inside. She came just after he did, holding Candice as she looked down with disappointment.

He stayed in place, giving her repeated loads before he finally pulled away. His eyes went wide as he realized his mistake. “I’m so sorry… I thought I was…”
“It’s fine.” Karen gave him a tired smile.
“Fuck that! I was about to cum God damn it!”
Setting Brooke down, Hank stepped over the plastic fence and stepped past Jason. He was hard again and he gasped with delight as he poked into Candice’s pussy. She looked back to him with surprise before giving a goofy grin to Karen. He slammed into her, making her moan with her mouth hanging wide. Karen reached down to rub her clit and rub her pregnant belly. Without warning Candice jerked violently with waves of pleasure spilling over her entire body. She cooed with delight as Hank continued pounding her.

Her orgasm faded eventually, and she found herself in pain once more. She looked back to see that Hank was still going strong. “Okay, you can cum now. I need to get this out of me.”
“Okay, just a little more.” He slowed, hearing her pussy tightening on his cock. He loved the feeling, but he wasn’t quite there.
“Hurry up! Cum already!”

It was strange hearing Candice talk that way to her father. Karen decided to help by looking into his eyes as she ran her fingers through the girl’s vibrant blonde hair. He enjoyed it as expected, but this caused him to go deep and she did not enjoy that now. Candice groaned as he moved with slow, deep strokes.

“Shit, you gotta cum quick, this is too much!” She gave him an irritated glare over her shoulder. “Pump it in me! Fucking cum already!” Candice winced, “I can’t hold it!”

Karen reached behind her and pushed the fruit in, making her pussy tighten on Hank’s cock. This was enough to send him over the edge. He released load after load into her tight hole. She let out a light whimper as she pulled forward slightly. She tried not to move as she took the deposit like a good girl, and once he was done she jumped up and ran upstairs. With Hank’s help, Karen got up and stumbled downstairs, finally feeling the full gravity of her insertions.

Hank and Jason gave each other an awkward look. “Uh, feel free to watch the TV until Betty comes back down.”
“Thanks.” Jason sat down as Hank went over to help Ms. Howell with the kids.

Her eyes fluttered open, seeing Jack sitting in her chair, looking at his phone. Ashley sat up and stretched, wondering if she should still be upset with him or not. A thought crossed her mind and she found the rod buried in the covers. “How many commands have you been given from this thing?”
“Fifty-three.”
“Isabel gave you fifty-three commands?” Ashley was astounded by the thought.
He looked up, his eyes searching for the thought. “She gave me forty-five.”
“Who… who gave you the other eight?”
“Joel Thomas.”
“Joel…” She had to think for a moment. “The guy that gave you the rod? What did he command you to do?”
His eyes glazed over as he recounted the directions. “Use this to fuck all the girls you like. Even do some freaky shit like I did, but don’t be too obvious about it. Don’t get yourself in jail, don’t hurt anyone too much, and try to keep the people you care about out of too much trouble. Just forget I said that stuff. Take it, kid.”

Ashley was stunned, taking a few seconds to understand the disjointed comments. He was commanded from the start. Everything that he’s done… every life he’s changed… It wasn’t even him. She looked into his wistful eyes. You never had a chance.

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