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He watched the two women from a distance. Both were dressed in gaudy, short dresses and extravagant jewelry. He planned as he followed them, noting what he could grab quickly. I’ll go for the short one with the fat ass. I’ll grab her purse, that necklace, and I guess I’ll nab that ugly ring – It looks old, so it’s probably something expensive. The skinny girl doesn’t look like a fast runner, so I should be fine. Both of them seem kind of oblivious to the people around them too. I don’t see anyone who will try to stop me, so this should be a piece of cake.
 
He saw an opening and started his approach. They stopped on the side of a busy street, arguing about something, completely unaware as he edged closer and closer. Mateo lined up his hands and snatched the ring and the necklace in a fast, forceful maneuver, sliding his arm through the strap of the low hanging purse before he bolted. He sprinted along the sidewalk as his vision blurred and he stumbled. Dizzy and bewildered, he fell against a parked car, rolling along its hood. His line of sight changed into a tunnel as he seemed to be falling backwards.

His eyesight returned as he stood again, watching from someone else’s perspective. He located himself in the crowd ahead, his former self rolled off of the front of the car and landed upon the ground. Disconnected, he watched a passing car headed for the person lying on the ground. Mateo was silent as the car shook, crushing his former body.

A scream brought his mind back to reality. He looked to his side to see the slender woman from before. Confused, he looked down at his hands. They’re so small. What just happened? His eyes wandered. Holy shit, those tits are huge! Am I… He grabbed the large breasts on his chest. I’m in her body!

“What did you do?!” The tall blonde woman exclaimed. Not the source of the scream, as she was more irritated than shocked.
“What is going on?” Mateo could only ask, confused by his new, higher pitched voice.
“I know that look! You got her killed!” The stunning blonde scowled. “Don’t run; we have to get that ring back!”

Mateo saw a group congregating around his former body. He stepped closer, seeing a pool of blood forming. It was odd seeing his lifeless body at a distance. I cheated death, so I guess I should be thankful.

“Do you see the ring anywhere?” The lanky girl asked quietly, craning her neck as she looked past the collection of people.
No ring in sight, it must’ve gone flying. “What is so special about that ring?”
The woman’s long face darkened with rage. “You piece of shit, you fucking thief!”
“Fuck you, you white whore.”
The woman scoffed. “You’re a white whore now too!” She rolled her eyes as she gave one more glance to the crowd alongside the road. “I was no saint, but I want my life back! We have to find it!” The woman took his arm and led him down an alley. “Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but that ring let people swap bodies and I swapped with that woman before you ran her into traffic.” She gave a sweeping gesture, showcasing herself. “This flat chested bitch took my body before you came along.”

Mateo took another look at his buxom figure, grabbing his breasts, which were only held in place by the sequin tube dress. “You actually want this back?” He pushed back his frazzled hair. “You… this…” Mateo motioned to his new body. “I look like a cheap hooker.”

“Fuck you. I was top dollar and my customers loved me!”
Mateo laughed. “So you were actually a hooker.”
“Who the hell are you to judge? You goddamned thief.” She cocked her neck and raised a finger. “Just… shut up and listen. That bitch took over my body and was about to leave me high and dry, but I convinced her to stick around for a little while until we could figure this out.”
“Figure what out?”
“To swap back! She said it was one way, but there has to be a way to go back!” The woman ran her fingers through her hair before continuing. “The woman had already swapped bodies a few times before. Evidently, she had moved into some rich Mexican asshole who ended up being chased by the police. She came across the border and moved into this stripper’s body to ditch the heat. So, that means the previous owner is dead or in jail.”

“Why do you care? Really, why do you even want this body back? Just go find a new one.”
“Just… Never fucking mind. Let’s go try to find it and then you’ll help me figure this out.”

People were already scattering. Police had shown up to tape off the area and get statements, but they didn’t stay long. The police left and the ring was nowhere in sight. Someone took it after the accident.It’s what I would’ve done. “Ask around for anyone selling the ring. Whoever has it doesn’t know we’re looking for it, so they shouldn’t be too guarded about it.”

“Wait, you have to give me some more damned answers!” Mateo puffed out his chest in an unintentionally sexualized display.
“Listen, you little punk, you’re in my body now and…” She studied him for a moment, debating something mentally. “Look, you have to keep acting like me… I mean her… because there is a guy that knows where she stashed her money. He is the only person that knows now.”
“Huh? How much?”
“Seven hundred and fifty thousand dollars.” Mateo did a quick double take. “Uh-huh. She was supposed to meet him tonight. He knew about the ring and knew her before she started moving north.”
“Okay, so we meet him, get the cash, and split up.” She’s going to try to cross me, but I’ll be damned if I let her get away with that much money.
“No, you idiot! He wants to buy that ring. We need it first!” She calmed herself. “Look, maybe you can get the location of the cash from him and if not then you will have to buy us some time.”

Mateo glanced down to her cleavage. “Woah, you better not be…”
“Yeah, stupid, you gotta fuck him. Isn’t it worth three quarters of a million?”

The older man smiled as she closed the door. “You must be Christine.” He grinned. “Should I call you that now?”
“Sure, it fits I guess.” I am Christine and she is Cassie. He repeated the mantra. Typical whore names. “Look, the ring-“
He stopped her. “I don’t want to talk business quite yet. I want to take a test drive with that new body of yours.” The beady-eyed man walked over and slid the straps off her shoulders, letting the sequin dress crumple onto the floor. Only her black and pink thong remained. “Oh, those are some very fine tits you have there.” He spun her. “That ass is thick too, she must have some black in her.” He squeezed her behind. I am Christine… I can fuck an old guy for a shitload of cash and then swap out of this whore’s body once we find that ring again.

The man stopped and watched her for a moment. “What’s my name?”
“Uh, I don’t remember after the switch.” She lied.
“Okay, what is your name – your real name?” He inquired as he subtly balled a fist. Christine couldn’t answer. “You swapped with her, didn’t you?”
“Fine, yeah, she died and the ring is gone. I can get it back, though.”

He sighed deeply. “You know what? I don’t give a shit. Let me fuck you and I’ll give you a shot.” He yanked hard on her panties, ripping them away painfully.
“Careful, asshole!” She tried to punch him, but he grabbed her arm, as well as the other, and wrestled her onto the bed. He flipped her over and used his weight to pin her down.
“I like em feisty.” He reached to the side of the bed and retrieved some braided nylon rope, wrapping it around her wrist. “I came prepared for some fun.”
She struggled and even got a few good kicks in, but ultimately he subdued her, tying her spread eagle on her stomach to the hotel room bed. He stepped back and laughed. “A shame I can’t see your gorgeous tits, but I need the ass for what I’m planning.”

“Just fuck me and get it over with.”
“Nah, I’m going to have fun watching you squirm. I don’t know who you are so I don’t even feel bad!” She could hear a rustling behind her as the man moved in between rooms. He returned and spanked her bountiful ass hard. She felt cold lotion drip onto her ass and he used something rubber to rub it along her asshole. He pressed it in and she grunted in pain. I am Christine, this is normal for a whore.

A hiss came from behind her. She looked back to see the naked man squeezing a black bulb. “It’s inflating in me!”
“You’re smart!” He mocked her as he pressed and released with long motions. She whined loudly as she felt the inflating ball pushing her ass open from the inside. He gave her some time in between pumps as she tried to accept the pain, gasping quickly. “Having some trouble?” The man cackled. “I guess it’s big enough, better stop here. She felt a tug before the man walked beside her holding a small, loose black hose. “It’s all up to you now! Push it out.”

Oh shit! The first push barely moved the object. Her body should be used to this! Christine pushed with all of her might, causing the big ball in her ass to part her painfully before it slipped back in. She drew a few more short breaths before making another attempt. It felt like it was about to make it through when she felt it go back inside forcefully, moving deeper than before. She opened her eyes to see the man reaching back, pressing it in. He forced it so deep that she jumped forward upon the bed, screaming and pulling against the bonds.

“Just having fun, go ahead and I won’t stop it this time.” The man wiped the slime from his fingers onto her ass.

She used all her might to push the object free. She groaned as it popped out and rolled against her inner thigh. He sniggered as she made pathetic moans. He stepped back and gathered the ball, pushing it between her cheeks with both hands. “No, no, I can’t!” He held it in place as she rocked in the bed, unable to escape her bonds. He pulled one hand back, balled a fist, and punched the toy. It popped into her ass causing so much pain that she couldn’t even scream. He held it in place with a finger as she bucked violently. Soon she calmed, crying softly. After a moment she finally found words again. “I can’t handle this, it’s too much. I’ll do anything if you stop.”

“Good. You keep that in you and I’ll stop.”

He pulled the tip of his finger out and left her, struggling to retain the object. “You sick bastard!” Her ass ached as he rifled through his belongings. Christine’s groans grew louder as the enormous ball slid lower, pressing her backdoor wide as it fought to escape. “Uh, uh, oh, oh no, I can’t…”

The man came over and rammed his pointer directly into her gaping asshole. “I said keep it in! Looks like you need help.” Wincing as she glanced over her shoulder, she watched him spit upon a huge black butt plug, bringing it low and jamming it up her ass. Again, sharp pain caused tears to run down her cheek. “Keep it in.” He said in a gravelly tone.

She pursed her lips and set her mind to holding the object in place. I can’t believe I’m letting him do this! The objects still tried to escape, but the thought of the pain they would cause gave her motivation to keep them in.  Just wait for a good opportunity… The objects caused a dull ache in her bottom as the man carefully untied the restraints around her legs. How in the fuck did I get to this point. That asshole is going to hurt me if I let anything out and I’m powerless to stop him.

The man held up some latex shorts and grabbed her ankle. With her other leg free, she whipped it back and just missed kicking him in the jaw. With a fire in his eyes he cupped his hand and brought it down with all his might upon her still rosy backside. Her skin rippled as his hand bounced away. She gasped loudly as he was already striking her a second time. He assailed her and she lost count, feeling utter agony as the man spanked her without remorse. “Oh my god, oh my god, stop, stop!” She shook as he hit her, wailing as she tried to move away.

He finally stopped, talking in a far more stern tone. “You will not try anything like that again. You are my property, bitch.” She couldn’t speak as the man untied her ankles and slid the latex garment up her legs. Next, he slid on odd looking strap onto her, keeping the objects held firmly in her ass. He tightened the harness around her waist and clasped it closed. She whimpered softly as the man untied her arms and rolled her over. “I’m going to fuck you, Christine, and you’re going to let me or I won’t show you where the key is.” She looked down to see the silver lock upon the top of the harness. He also had full access, as the front straps parted in a V-shape and there was a hole in the front of the shorts, exposing her glistening pussy.

He undid his pants and crawled on top of her, lifting her legs into the air. She whined as the ball moved deeper in her ass as the man got into position. He rubbed his hard cock against her slit before he nudged inside. Fuck, it feels kind of good. He pushed his dick all the way in. God, I’ve never felt something so amazing in my life! The objects seemed to amplify the pleasure now. The man lifted her hips and pounded downward, making sure to penetrate as far as he could.

“You’re so wet! I think you might be liking that new body.”
She looked up into his eyes as he plowed her, causing her mind to swim with excitement. She looked to her rolling tits, moving in a hypnotizing rhythm upon her chest. She moved a hand down her chest and over the glorious breasts, pinching her nipples as he fucked her. Christine moved one hand lower and touched her clit. She gasped as orgasm took her by surprise. She clenched her eyes and convulsed.

He went into a frenzy, moving at twice the speed. The objects in her ass moved, but now the pain was dull, overcome by the pure pleasure running through her body. “F-Fuck!”
“I’m about to cum.” He said in a near whisper.
“Okay.” She grabbed his hips as he rammed her.
He laughed suddenly. “All right then.” He made long, forceful strokes and within seconds, Christine felt her body tense and flush, tingling with delight that she had never felt before. His cock erupted inside of her, causing her to twitch as he filled her.

The man crawled aside and let her fall to the bed. The ball and plug in her ass shifted, sending a throbbing pain through her body. Christine gave a pitiful whine as she lay motionless. He hoisted her and brought her to the door, opening it without concern. “Go get me some food.”

“I can’t go out like this!” She spoke weakly, assured that he was joking.
He scoffed as he grabbed a loose fitting tank top and some sweatpants, throwing them at her. “Hurry up, bitch, I’m starving.”
“You can’t just… leave it in me! Take it out and I’ll go.”
“You’ll go or I will leave you here to suffer while I go to a fucking restaurant! There’s a burger joint across the street.” He tossed a ten dollar bill onto the floor. “You can go get the same lock with the right key or some bolt cutters from the hardware store a few blocks away, but it will cost more than that, I promise. You get back here with my food and I’ll think about taking that out.”

Christine stepped out the door as the man slammed it behind her. Jesus, what the hell have I gotten myself into? I just have to hold out and make it back. Hopefully Cassie will get that ring and come find me, and then we can kill this asshole and take that money. I’ll make sure he tells me where it is. The thought of the old man crying in pain pleased her. She walked slowly downstairs, trying to limit the sudden movements that would cause discomfort. The hotel was run down, but seemed to be reasonably clean. She wondered why no one had checked on the loud noises coming from the man’s room.

In the lobby, she saw a well-dressed man escorting a sleazy looking redhead away from the main desk. He slapped her ass as he followed her up the stairs. I’m in a whorehouse! The sweaty man at the front counter sat back in his chair, ignoring his newspaper to stare at her chest as she passed. She made her way down the block and into the first fast food establishment she found.

Feeling out of place amongst the more adequately dressed customers, she ordered a meal. Men and women alike stared at her ample bosom, seeing her nipples poking out beneath the thin cotton top. I feel like a piece of meat. Why the hell do women wear clothes to draw so much attention? A couple of teenaged boys laughed quietly as they watched her from a booth. Her angry stare did nothing to deter them. The long wait was painful in more ways than one. Finally, they called her number and she started back to her captor.

Outside, she realized that she was very wet once again, and this allowed the pain to lessen as she moved. Feeling more and more aroused, she stepped into the hotel and moved by the man quickly as he watched her without a word. The front of her pants had a large wet spot that she tried to hide as she passed. She moved to the first landing in the stairwell and slipped a hand down her pants, pressing against her privates through the opening in the shorts. She was dripping with excitement.  Her other hand rubbed her soft, pliable breast through her shirt. Her body trembled as she gasped, slowly sinking to a squat, which caused the ball to shift deeper in her ass. The orgasm was intense, taking her breath away as she fought to remain silent. I am such a whore.

Her legs were weak after the march upstairs and she was straining with each step. The ache in her backside was mild now, but she could tell it was draining her. Knocking on the door, she could hear talking. The door opened and the man ushered her inside, snatching the bag of food from her. Cassie watched her from behind the kitchen counter.

Cassie seemed elated as she walked casually around to stand in front of her depleted companion. She reached down to tug on Christine’s bindings, smiling as she made eye contact. “He’ll break you in eventually.” Her eyes danced as she saw the damp area on the sweatpants.

Still puzzled, Christine looked to the older man holding a cheeseburger in one hand and the ring in the other. “You’re mine, you whore.” He took a bite with a wide grin and she charged him. The display was probably very pathetic, as he easily pushed her aside and caused her to stumble into the wall. He opened a very well built safe upon the table and set the ring inside, on top of countless, neatly packed bundles of cash, closing the lid and latching it shut. “Only I know the combination, so if you do something to me then you’re stuck like that forever.”

The man finished his sandwich and wiped the grease on his pant leg. He stood and walked behind a wobbly Christine. She couldn’t hold back tears as the man groped her chest. “Once you quit fighting me then things will get easier. Cassie figured it out the hard way. Don’t make me do the same to you.” He looked to the other girl. “Show her.”

The tall, slender blonde pulled up her shirt to show small bars with balls on each end poked through each nipple on her upturned breasts. She smiled broadly as she flicked them. “I’m his fucktoy.”

The man snatched a fry from the soiled bag. “I think you need a little more time with that shit packed in your ass. You go sit over there and I’ll take that off once I feel you’re ready.” Christine followed his instructions and sat in a nearby chair, wishing a way out of her predicament.

A Woman’s Touch

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She finally got a response from Jack saying he’d be back tomorrow night. Why wouldn’t he just let me know? She checked in and took a seat, waiting for her third appointment with the therapist. This isn’t helping at all! She keeps trying to dig deeper, but I can’t tell her my real concern is about a about the magical scepter that controls people. Ashley scoffed at the thought. Thanks to that, my dad might have gotten me pregnant and a scary guy said he’d be back to take it from us. He should be back already, but I’m glad he’s not. Jack should be worried about Jake’s blackmail tape, but they don’t seem to have a care in the world.

A few minutes passed before someone else came in. Ashley looked up, recognizing the voice as she greeted the secretary. Candice turned at the same time, her confusion turning to amusement in an instant. “We need to talk!” Candice led her into the hallway of the office building.
“What do you want? What are you even doing here?” Ashley asked in a loud whisper.

“Calm your tits. My mom works here. I assume you already know her.” Candice smiled, putting a hand on Ashley’s shoulder. “Anyway, I had something interesting happen a few days ago.” She leaned against the wall, pausing for effect. “Jake came to me, demanding that I destroy the copy of a disk that he gave me last week. He was adamant about it, so I showed him the broken CD. Well, being the crafty sort I am, it wasn’t the same CD. So, naturally, my interest was piqued and I just had to see what all the fuss was about! The things that Jack’s mother did on there… It was gold!” Candice gestured as she continued. “Now, my question is how they scared Jake so badly that he would want to destroy that? I’m thinking they did something really major and I want to know what it was before I even think of turning that back over.”

“Where is it now?”
“One copy is in there.” The confident, brown-eyed blonde wagged her finger. “But good luck finding it. The other is in a friend’s hands. Don’t worry, both of them don’t know what it is and the file is password protected.”
“What do you want for it?”
“Tell me what they did to Jake.”
“I don’t know!”
“Well, better find out soon or they’re going to see that video first hand when I upload it to a porn site!” The door opened before they could continue. The secretary said the psychiatrist was ready for Ashley now.
Candice laughed, pointing her to the door. “Hope it goes well, be honest with her!”

After the trip, Jack had let slip how he had acquired a few thousand dollars. “It was just the one time, Karen. The other times I just commanded the guys to think they had sex with her before paying. Everyone wins!”
“Jack, you can’t do that!” She slowed down, scolding him. “You let someone have sex with our mother for money, don’t you understand how awful that is? You even forced Dad to fuck some random girl. You have to see how horrible you are being.”

Karen had asked him to put the command rod out of their reach. He couldn’t help but glance at it, sitting upon his computer desk. “I was just trying to help them. I was trying to help us. If we get money this way then our parents don’t need jobs!”
“I understand you’re trying to help, but this isn’t the right way to go about it. There are better ways we could make money and not everything has to involve sex! We just got our parents back – you have to be more careful!”

He gave another glance to the command rod before conceding. “I-I know. You’re right, but I just… I’m nervous. We’re going to have two more children soon and I don’t know anything about babies.”
Karen gave a melancholy smile. “I’m nervous too, but there’s no going back now. We’ll figure this out, but you have to be more careful. These are people’s lives you-”

Their conversation stopped as they heard footsteps. A quick knock came before Ashley barged in. “I can’t believe you’d just up and leave without telling me!”
“Why would I tell you? We just took a few days away.” There was a tense silence. “Why did you try to command our parents not to have sex with us?”
Ashley was appalled by the question. “Because they’re your parents! Isn’t that reason enough?”
“Didn’t you say your dad was fucking you?”
She went quiet for a long while. “I didn’t say I wanted it.”
“She was just trying to help us, Jack.” Karen interjected. “She was doing what she thought was right, just like you were doing.”

Ashley obviously didn’t fully understand, but she was happy for the support. “I’m sorry I did that, but I need that command rod, Jack.” Ashley stood above the siblings. “I’m failing out of school.” She said sullenly. “You know, I think you’d be a little more worried about the guy blackmailing your Mom or maybe the guy that could come back anytime to take the command rod from you! No, instead you go on a fucking vacation!” She huffed.

“It will be fine!” Jack tried to calm her. “We already took care of Jake before we left.”
“Yeah, you commanded him to destroy the disk, didn’t you?” Ashley rolled her eyes. “Candice still has a copy and she’s threatening to post it online if I don’t tell her how you scared Jake.”

Jack and Karen exchanged a nervous glance.
“Let me worry about that. Just let me take it for a day.”
“Fine, take the command rod. We need to talk anyway.” Karen seemed very uplifted by that sentiment.
Ashley snatched the rod from the desk. “Thanks.”
“How about we don’t make any big decisions without approval from all of us?” Karen offered. “We could vote or something and then we wouldn’t upset each other.”
“Fine, but I still need this to fix my personal stuff, okay?”
Jack nodded. “Yeah, okay. Just bring it back tomorrow night.”

Ashley finally had the command rod, but she didn’t exactly have a plan for it. She decided to deal with her father first. She found him in the kitchen reading the newspaper, taking a sip of coffee as she came down the stairs.

“Morning.” He spoke curtly, moving his reading material aside. “You were at the Olsen’s house again, weren’t you?”
“How did you-“
“Honey.” He tilted his head, beckoning her with his finger. “Come here.” Ashley stepped in front of him. He angrily unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them to her knees. “Turn around.”

He stood, walking her to the countertop. He leaned her forward and she tensed for the incoming slap on her backside. Nothing came and she turned to see him holding a flat wooden spoon. “I will make you listen to me young lady.”

“No, wait-“ Ashley bucked forward from the first strike. “Ow!”

He hit her again and again, increasing the force with each blow. She screamed in pain, trying to reach back and cover her tender rump, but he easily held her arms away. “Oh my god, it hurts so much! Please, please!” She whined, crying out as he continued. Her red ass rippling as he spanked her with the large wooden utensil. Finally he stopped, casting it onto the floor as she heard his belt buckle being undone. He dropped his pants and nudged his throbbing cock between her legs.

Ashley was still reeling from the pain as she felt him spit on her painfully parted ass. Her rosy cheeks hurt to the touch and he wasn’t kind when holding them apart. The ache distracted her, allowed him to move in all the way with little complaint. He moaned as he started moving, holding her hips, pulling her onto him. Her posterior pulsed with pain as he fucked her ass roughly.

“Dad… I can’t… It’s too much.” She wasn’t able to reach the command rod as he held her in place upon the countertop.
“Just a little longer.”
She cried. “Please! You’re hurting me!” I did this. I pushed him to give me more attention and he saw me as a lover and a daughter. He thinks this is acceptable punishment now. I mean, I kind of like it, but this is too far. She gasped as he rammed a little harder.
“Just a little…” He pressed in hard and she was relieved to feel him finishing in her butt. He pushed her ass flat, causing her ass to ache as he filled her. After a pause, he moved away, pulling his pants up. She turned, wiping the tears from her eyes before she also pulled up her shorts. She reached into the pocket and held the command rod.

“Dad, I want you to forget that we’ve been having sex. We can’t keep doing it, so you have to stop fucking me in the future too. And I want you to be confident that I’m going to fix my grades before school is over.”

His lost eyes snapped back to reality after a few seconds. “What’s wrong, honey?”
“I just stubbed my toe.” She sniffled, “I’ll be okay.”

At school, Ashley decided to tackle her grades next. Finals were still a few days out, and those would be the deciding factor. I need to pass those tests. I can’t go to Mrs. Moreno – Jack told me how she was immune to it, but I think she’ll be lenient since I’m going to therapy. She had already gone to two of her teachers and commanded them to show her the answers. The last teacher was Mrs. Sanderson. She’s a complete bitch. She thinks I brought all of my problems upon myself.

She found the busty young blonde woman alone in her classroom, taking time to organize her desk. “Yes, Ashley?” She sounds like my dad did this morning.
“Show me the answer key to Friday’s test.” The pretty, young teacher pushed her hair back as she opened a drawer and produced a blue folder. Ashley took a photo with her phone before handing it back. A sexy blonde with big boobs and a perfect ass; I wonder if Jack has done anything with her. “Have you had sex with Jack Olsen?” The woman shook her head.

Ashley shrugged and headed for the door and then a thought stopped her. “Remember everything you were commanded to forget. Did Jack have sex with you?” The attractive woman nodded. “Tell me about it.”

Mrs. Sanderson sighed. “He came in and wanted me to help his grades. I told him I was sorry for being so harsh on him, so I let him fuck me. He came in again and I let him suck on my tits for a little bit while I jerked him off. I’m glad he understands and isn’t upset.”
“You’ve gotta be kidding.”
“He was actually helping me. I’m starting to make too much milk now and it’s a pain to use those pumps all the time.”
“You-You’re pregnant?”
“Yep!” She spoke with surprising glee. “Found out five months ago. Actually, could you ask him to stop by again, they’re getting kind of full and I forgot my pump at home.”
“I can’t believe him!” She commanded her to forget the encounters once again. Ashley couldn’t help but stare at the girl’s large tits. You can’t blame him for wanting to have some fun; she’s married and no one will ever know. He probably commanded her to be nicer to him too. Ashley locked the door and lowered the blinds. She unfastened her shorts, walked around, and stripped her bottoms before sitting on the desk.

She sat the rod beside her, touching it as she spoke. “Let me suck on your tit for a little bit while you touch me.”

Mrs. Sanderson smiled more warmly than she had ever seen before. The woman removed her shirt and undid her thick bra. Ashley noticed the cups were damp and her nipples were hard. Five months pregnant and she only has a small baby bump. I would never have guessed! Ashley held one of the woman’s heavy breasts and sucked on the center. The milk was extremely sweet, and it took a while for Ashley to acclimate. After a few gulps, she didn’t mind the taste.

Her teacher reached down and slipped a finger into her student’s wet opening. Ashley moaned as she gulped down the thick creamy milk. Looking up, watching Mrs. Sanderson’s face as she pleasured her. The woman’s long neck craned down, her close-set hazel eyes watching as she stroked Ashley’s hair with her free hand. The woman’s smile was a rare sight, as she usually favored to scowl at her students. The teacher eased Ashley back, pushing the command rod and other objects on the desk to the side. “Suck it dry.” The older woman said with a moan.

Ashley laid back and took the woman’s tit back into her mouth, drinking vigorously. She was enjoying the taste now, wanting to get as much as she could from the expectant woman. Ashley lifted her hips as the finger in her pussy moved deeper. Her skin warmed and her breathing quickened. They were enjoying one another when the doorknob turned, causing Mrs. Sanderson to rise up and pull her breast from Ashley’s mouth with a loud pop. Milk ran down the horizontal girl’s cheek.

“Tabitha!” The man closed the door and fumbled with the lock until it made a click. I must not have turned it far enough, Ashley lamented.
“Wh-what are you doing here?”
He held up a brown paper bag. “I was going to stop by and drop off a muffin for you before your next class. What the hell are you doing?”
She looked down, beyond her exposed chest, to the girl sitting upon her elbows. Ashley closed her legs as he looked. She took the command rod, attempting to salvage the situation. “Fuck her like I’m not here and let me keep sucking on her.”

The man with a five-o-clock shadow and deep blue eyes sat the bag on her chair before he undid his jeans. “Get on the desk and let me do you before I go.”
Tabitha checked the clock before sighing and removing her tight jeans and panties, sliding them to the floor. Now nude, she crawled upon the desk and straddled Ashley, planting her milk-laden breasts upon her face. The man licked her pussy for a moment before he pulled her closer. Entwined, Ashley also slid to the edge of the desk. She put her legs up and around her teacher’s hips, pressing their bushes against one another.

Ashley continued drinking as the man guided himself into his wife’s damp slit. Tabitha moaned, hugging Ashley as she pushed back onto him. Ashley could feel the warmth and wetness from her teacher’s privates.

The man thrust hard, causing his wife to pull forward. “Not too hard, babe!”
“Sorry, it feels too good!”

The man calmed, pumping her softly, causing them both to sweat with pleasure. Ashley wrapped her arms around Mrs. Sanderson, being enveloped in the teasing pleasure of the motions and feeling the man’s balls tickling her privates. Ashley raised her hips with excitement as the man moved faster. She could tell he was about to orgasm, and with a milky tit still in her mouth, Ashley forced the woman above back onto her husband’s shaft. Tabitha bucked away, gasping. “Ow, babe!”

The frenzied man pulled back and slid into Ashley’s unprepared pussy. She hugged the curvy woman tightly, mashing her face into the girl’s large breast, feeling immense pleasure as she drank from her teacher. The man pulled back and drove back in as deep as possible before he blew his load. Ashley didn’t care, as she climaxed moments later, full of his cum. She moaned, muffled by the fleshy breast in her mouth. I can’t believe that just happened! I don’t even know the guy’s name!

He pulled out and buttoned his pants. “You really tightened up at the end!”
“Yeah! Be more careful!”
He smiled and slapped her ass. “Thanks for the quickie, see you later.” He went to the door. “I’ll lock it as I go so you can get dressed.”

He left and the woman slid off the desk. She allowed Ashley to continue drinking from her chest as she reached down and fingered herself to completion. The tit finally seemed to be empty and Ashley felt immensely full, but pleased that she drank it all. She got off the desk and grabbed her shorts, feeling the milk sloshing in her belly and the cum dripping from her pussy.

She turned to see the woman’s large chest was now lopsided. Tabitha looked down and then back at her with concern. “You can’t leave them like this.”
“Sorry, I am way too full. No one will notice.” She lied.
“Kids are going to notice that one of my tits is half the size!” She pleaded. “I have class in ten minutes!”
“Forget I was here and don’t worry about your boobs.” Ashley helped her clean her desk as she dressed.

Ashley unlocked the door gave another glance back to her teacher. The woman’s left breast was a little more than double the size of the right and it hung lower with the weight of the milk under her shirt. I am no better than Jack, but I guess I am fixing my problems. I just have to deal with the psychiatrist and her bitch of a daughter and I’ll be set. She thought about the warmth in between her legs. I was probably already pregnant, but I better be careful, anyway. She headed to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Stephanie had confirmed her fears. I’m fucking pregnant. She had discussed it with Henry and she was more than a little upset. My goddamned nephew drugged me or something and got me pregnant! I’m going to make him suffer. Who knows how many people he knocked up recently? She took a sick day from work and decided to pay him a visit. She waited outside their house until Jack and Karen went in the back door.

She walked angrily to the door. She was about to knock when she saw through the window that Hank was watching television. She reached down and found the door was unlocked. She eased it open and closed it quietly. No need to involve him until I have some concrete evidence; I bet Jack is drugging Betty too. She crept up the stairs and heard some movement in Jack’s room. Was that a grunt? She turned the doorknob and pushed his door open.

She was stunned to see Karen riding her brother with her back toward the doorway. She was bouncing heavily upon him, her pregnant belly driving her down onto his hips each time. “Can you fill me up just a little?”
“I’m about to, yeah.”
“No, I mean in the bathroom. Give me an enema. I haven’t done it in a long time.”
“Oh, sure.”

Stephanie hurriedly closed the door as Karen crawled off of the bed. Knowing she couldn’t make it downstairs in time, Steph ducked into the closest room. Of course, I choose the goddamned bathroom! She moved through the mostly dark room and hid behind the shower curtain. They were already closing the door when she remembered what they were planning to do. Fuck, I’m trapped. Maybe if I stay at the far end he won’t notice me. She stepped to the back of the bathtub, hoping he wouldn’t spot her.

The lights went on and there was a short silence before Karen gasped. Jack quietly moved closer and yanked the curtain aside, surprising his aunt. “What are you doing here?”
“I-I…” Steph stuttered, unable to speak.
Jack looked to his sister, both of them completely naked. “Do you think she wants… to fill up?”
“Maybe.”
“I’m leaving.” Steph stepped out of the shower.
“Wait, you came here for a reason. It’s fine, just fill up with us and no one has to know!” Karen reasoned.
“I… I should be going, what if Hank comes-“
“He knows we fuck after school. I go get him off later.” Karen smiled.
Jesus, I was right! They’re all influenced by him. “Jack, how are you able to make them do this?”
He looked to Karen with uncertainty. “I have something special.” He put a hand on his aunt’s chest, still aroused. Steph swatted it away. “I am not going to do this!”
Jack grinned, yanking on her blouse, sending buttons bouncing upon the floor. “Yes you are. I can call dad up here and tell him how you broke in to have sex with us.”
“You are the-“ She stopped abruptly, realizing how this looked. “You goddamned little shit!”

Jack grabbed her, sliding her shorts down as she struggled. She fought awkwardly with her naked nephew as he got her black shorts down to her knees. Meanwhile Karen was unscrewing the showerhead, bringing the hose over and lubricating the end. Steph squirmed, but Karen was able to push it between her clenched cheeks and into her bottom, turning the water on full blast.

A torrent of water and air erupted in her ass. Jack held her as she tried to reach for the hose. “Just take it and quit fighting us! This is really what you want, isn’t it, Steph?”
She gasped as she wrapped her arms around him squeezing him hard. “It’s too much!” Her belly vibrated as it filled between them.
“You can take it. I’ll turn it down in just a minute.” Karen said behind her.
“I can’t! I can’t! No…” Her complaints trailed off as she whimpered. She pulled away from Jack and lunged to the side in an attempt to get away from the blast. The bathmat beneath her slid, causing her to land on her hands and knees with the hose still lodged deep in her asshole. “Karen… you have to… Don’t listen to him. Stop this!”

Karen watched the inflating woman groveling. She reached back and moved the handle down, slowing the blast. “Remember that time I spilled fruit punch on your couch when I was seven? You made me scrub at that red blotch for fifteen minutes. I remember you also didn’t let me eat dinner that night too.” Karen jammed the handle upward again as she spoke calmly. “This is payback.”

Jack laughed as he rubbed Steph’s back. “Don’t mess with her!” He reached below to rub her hanging belly. “You can take a little more, I’m sure.”

Stephanie couldn’t make any coherent words. Her mind felt hazy as she tried to stay upright. She looked down to see her belly hanging nearly to the floor. I’m going to look like this soon and then I’m going to have his kid – my nephew’s kid. Why is this happening to me? After about thirty seconds, Karen stopped the flow of water and gently removed the hose. Steph swayed before tipping over slowly, lying on her side with her massive belly resting upon the tile. I look eight months pregnant.
 
“My turn.” Karen put her leg up on the edge of the bathtub and inserted the hose. She clenched her teeth as she fed it in and then pushed the water on halfway. “Okay, come here and fuck me quick, Jack.” Steph was nearly delirious as she watched the siblings embrace. Jack’s hand pressed the handle to max after he made it inside.

Karen yelped as she leaned forward with her leg still raised. Jack pressed up at an angle, accommodating her already huge stomach. “You’re so tight!” He pounded her hard, both keeping their balance with no small effort. “I’m gonna.”
“Me too, don’t stop!” She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and matched his motions. Jack finished first and she followed within moments. Both of them breathed heavily as they weakened and relaxed. Karen launched a hand out to stop the water. She moaned as she detached the hose and bent forward, recovering. “We should help her up.”

Steph was lying in a delirium as the pregnant girl and her brother grabbed her arms and her shoulders, struggling to lift her. Steph was tall and normally slim, but she had taken a lot of air and water. Her whole body cramped as the mixture moved around inside. However, her wet pussy showed that she did like this on some level. After two more tries, they finally got her upright.

“Oh, oh, get me to the…” She waddled to the toilet and plopped down, releasing a fountain instantly.
“I guess I’m glad she held it in for that long.” He looked to his sister. “How about you; can you make it downstairs?”
“Yeah, I can hold it in.” She closed her eyes as she held her belly. “I bet dad will want to take a turn with me on my way, though. At least he’s usually pretty quick.”

Acting Like a Child

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Two months had gone by since she moved in with her friend. Out of high school for less than a week and she already found it difficult adjusting to independent living, but being an adult meant venturing out into the world. She hoped to find a boyfriend to support her soon, but she didn’t have time for the short-term, sex-based relationships of her peers. Elise knew she was not gorgeous by any stretch. Her freckled face was dainty, saved only by her big blue eyes. Her breasts and backside were modest, but she did have a pleasingly small waistline on her pear shaped body. She didn’t want to admit it, but her insecurities played a big factor in her lack of relationship.

She stepped out to gather the mail and noticed their reclusive neighbor had left the side door on his garage open. She didn’t know much about him, but she caught him watching them on occasion. I know that creepy guy called the cops on us last week. He’s just jealous because we can have fun parties while he’s sitting on the sidelines. She watched the garage, but saw no movement through the windows. After a few minutes of staring, she decided to investigate. Still in her pajamas, she walked the short distance to the door and cautiously crept inside. Daylight allowed her to see numerous shelves around the edge and a well-maintained muscle car from a few decades past sat in the center. The man was nowhere in sight.

She checked the windows on the house and again saw nobody. He probably just forgot. She was about to leave when she noticed a thick bundle of twenty dollar bills tucked under a bottle of oil. Why would you keep money out here? She searched for any movement once again before she tugged it free. You shouldn’t leave your money in such an obvious place, asshole.

She glanced up just in time to see the tall, flimsy metal shelf tipping forward. It made a loud crash as the various small items bounced upon the car. She was horrified to see the windshield had a large crack in the center. In a panic, she ran outside to see the backdoor of the house opening.

The man with peppered black and white hair and a beaked nose gave a confused look. “What were you doing in there?”
“I… uh, I noticed the door was open so I was just checking.” She tried to sell the lie. “Someone broke in and I was coming to get you!”
The tall, slender man said nothing as he marched to the door and angrily inspected the damage. He turned and looked as if he might ask something before he pulled the Elise’s pants down just enough to cause the bundle of cash to plop into the grass. “Care to explain that, little girl?”

Elise fumbled for words and then burst into tears, apologizing profusely.
“It will cost me thousands!” He wagged his finger. “I am going to call the police and you are going to pay back every last dime!” He snatched the bundle of money from the grass.
“Please!” She grabbed his sleeve. “I’ll repay everything, I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t call the police.”
He glared at the teary-eyed girl, grabbing her wrist and leading her inside. He sat her upon an aged couch as he spoke down to her. “I am going to punish you, little girl, and if you do not do exactly as I say then I am going to involve the police, do you understand?”
“Y…yes.”
“Remove your clothes.”
“Wha-No!”
“I am going to teach you a lesson, do as I say!” He placed the money on an end table.
“Go to hell! I’m not going to let you rape me!” She tensed defensively.
“I am not going to rape you, that is not what this is about. Remove your clothes – last chance!”

Elise thought about her predicament. He can’t prove I did that, can he? Her mind was clouded by what ifs. She knew she should take off running, but she realized it was her word against his. He would look like an animal if a naked eighteen-year-old girl came running from his house screaming. She glanced at the bundle of money, committing to the plan as she stood, slipping her t-shirt and fleece pants off. She hesitated before removing her panties, leaving them in a bunch by her ankles.

“Happy, sicko?” She covered herself as his eyes moved down her body. She glanced to the exit, waiting for the best time to bolt. I’ll toss the cash before I scream and I’ll come back to get it later. No one will question it.
“Come on, let’s go.” The man turned and moved into an open door down the hallway. Doesn’t he know how fast I could get out? “Go ahead and run if you want, it will only make things worse for you.” The man spoke from a distance, answering her unspoken question.

She walked nervously down the hall and saw the man standing in the bathroom, filling a small black bucket in the tub. “What are you doing?”
“Like I said, I’m going to punish you.” He turned off the water and took a large plastic syringe from the counter. “Have you ever had an enema before?”

She thought back to the time she found her family’s enema bag tucked away beneath the sink. Too afraid to ask about it, she read a little about it online before trying it herself. It felt very strange, but I kind of enjoyed it by the end. She was embarrassed at the time, and after cleaning and stowing it back in its place, she decided to never try it again. “Once.” She answered sheepishly.

“You caused thousands of dollars of damage, tried to steal from me, and worst of all, you lied about it. I’m going to give you an enema, understand?”
I guess its okay. Give the creep what he wants and this will all be a weird memory soon. She didn’t admit it, but she was getting aroused by the thought. I’m a damned sicko just like him, but I’ve gone this far, what’s a little more? Elise nodded as she walked closer, and from his instruction, she bent down. He rubbed the wet tip of the full syringe in between her cheeks until he felt the opening. He pressed it in and Elise let out a grunt.

She braced her hands upon her legs as the water pushed inside steadily. The tip pulled out, and shortly after that, another dose came. Her body easily accepting the warm water as it finished, and after another short pause, a third dose started. She stood halfway as it became uncomfortable. She moaned as the liquid pushed painfully into her bowels. Putting a hand on her belly, she could hear it grumbling as the man prepared another shot.

Elise turned back to see the water wasn’t even halfway gone. The man put the tip in her ass and had to push much harder this time. “I can’t take any mooooore!” He interrupted her complaint with a forceful thrust, getting it all in before removing the syringe. She shot upright, bouncing with pain. Elise used short, quick breaths to calm herself as she waited for another. She whined with the fifth dose, trying desperately to convince him to stop.

“You are in a lot of trouble young lady. You have to take more before I can start to forgive you.” The man pushed in on the plunger and allowed the water to push it back out for a moment before he forced it back in. Once empty, he drew more and let out a small laugh at her agony. “Having trouble, my dear?”

“Yes! It hurts! Stop this right now!”

The man sat the full syringe in the bucket and brought out a box from the closet beside the sink. He pulled out a pair of oddly shaped pink gloves. He grabbed her wrist and slipped one on her hand. Surprised and in pain, she didn’t even try to stop him as he fastened it and placed a small lock upon the strap. She tried to pull free as he gloved her second hand. He casually pushed her stomach, causing her to buckle forward submissively and allow him to finish. After recovering, she held up her gloved hands and gave him a questioning look. The round mittens would make it nearly impossible to use her hands to grab or hold anything. What the fuck did I let him do?

The man circled behind her and bent her forward. “I know you can hold much more, little girl. You have to endure the punishment.” He brought the syringe to her ass and gave her another forced dose. Her belly grumbled and she was fighting to keep the liquid in as he removed the tip. Why am I letting him do this to me? She looked back to the stern older man. Ugh, maybe he’s almost done. I guess this is better than paying him for damages. She fought through three more agonizing shots before she let some leak out. Furious, the man slapped her ass, causing her to tense and stumble forward.

“You need to hold it in! You’re almost done, don’t make this worse!”
“I can’t, it’s too much! Please, let me go to the bathroom.”
“I will not allow you to give up so quickly.” The man rifled through the box and brought out a tangle of nylon straps and a bulbous black butt plug.
“You can’t be serious?!” She decided to make a break for it. She walked quickly, clenching as she moved down the hall to the front door. The man walked behind her, laughing. She fumbled with the round door handle as he watched from beside her.

“Lick this.” He held out the plug as he tugged her long, wild raven hair. She shook her head, but eventually opened her mouth to accept the toy. He swirled it around before bringing it behind her and popping it in between her squeezed cheeks. She gasped as it moved inside and the man set to affixing the harness around her hips. She hoped he hadn’t noticed how wet she had become.

Setting his jaw, the man glared. “Is that easier for you?”
“Just let me go, I won’t say a word, I promise!”
“I can’t trust you anymore.” He reached down and easily scooped Elise off her feet. “We are going to finish now.” The surprisingly strong man carried her to the bathroom as her belly roiled. He sat her upon the closed toilet, causing the plug to move painfully. The man emptied the bucket and cleaned the syringe as she watched, unable to relieve herself.

“I tried to let you have the easy way out.” He sat the syringe on a towel to dry before taking something else from the box. He brought out a bright red enema bag and a long rubber tube, both reminding her of the one she used long ago. The only difference was the nozzle looked shorter and stubby. Oh no. The man filled the bag and stood her up. “Now you have to take more because you couldn’t control yourself.”

He brought the hose behind her and she heard a snapping noise as he locked it into place upon the plug. He held the bag beside his head as he released the stopper clip. She hopped around, trying to evade the flow as the man observed.

“Stop this! Seriously, stop this now!”
“Looks like you’re enjoying this more than you’re letting on. How shameful!”

She looked down to see her pussy was glistening. She reached down but the big puffy gloves only teased her more. She pressed harder and it seemed to lessen the pain coming from behind and in her belly. If only I could touch myself for a few seconds…

The man pointed as he hung the bag from the shower curtain rod. “No, no, this is punishment.” He moved her arms aside and embraced her in a hug.
She put her head against his chest and squeezed him without much thought. “Please, I have to empty out.” She spoke despondently. “I’ve learned my lesson.” She could feel the bulge between his legs upon her belly. She craned her neck to look into his eyes as they stood together. “Just let me empty and I’ll do whatever you want.” She made her intentions clear.

The man stepped back, pinching the hanging bag to force more water through. “You try to tempt me to get out of your punishment?” She cringed as he pushed lower on the nearly empty bag. “You’re a tough cookie, but I will make you learn.”

He swatted her hands to her sides every time she attempted to touch herself. It became very frustrating as she stood there, waiting as the water flowed slow and painfully into her growing belly. Her reasonably smooth stomach had puffed outward, sagging with the large quantity of water she now held. She looked as if she was in the middle of pregnancy once the bottle had emptied. The man took it down and she was visibly suffering as the man cleaned the hose and sat it next to the syringe.

“That wasn’t so bad, right?”
“Please, just take this off and let me go!” Her belly shaking as she stepped side to side. “I need to go now!”
“Oh, I still don’t trust you. You are keeping that in for the last part too.”
“L-last part?”
“You have to hold the enema too, my dear.”
“You have to be fucking kidding!” She slapped her rounded gloves upon the harness in a futile attempt to get free.

The man spanked her hard, stopping her struggle. “Do not swear!” He pulled a package from the closet and took out a disposable adult diaper. Elise shook her head wordlessly as the man lead her into the bedroom. He sat her upon the unusually clean sheets and leaned her backward. She complained and lazily fought, but he easily kept her in line. “My stomach hurts so bad! I can’t-”

“If you want to act like a child then I’m going to treat you like one.” He lifted her legs and put the diaper around her hips, attaching the Velcro straps as he watched her writhe in pain. “I’m going to let you sit in here and think about what you’ve done.”

“No, no, please-“ The door closed as she called out. She rolled onto her side, rising awkwardly. She pressed her hands down upon the diaper, but the padding in both made it impossible to touch herself. How the fuck did I get into this? I have to find a way out!

She fumbled with the doorknob and the window to no avail. She tried to find something sharp to cut through the mittens, but again, she found nothing. She banged on the door, yelling for a long time before the man returned. He brought something up to her mouth and wrapped it behind her head. He moved so fast, it took her a moment to realize it was a pacifier. The oversized pink pacifier was strapped in place, stopping her from making anything more than grunts.

Lifting her with far more difficulty than before, he brought her to the front room where a pastel rug had been laid out. On it, there were some wooden blocks with colorful letters and two oversized toy firetrucks. “You sit in here quietly for ten minutes and I’ll take that off, deal?” She grumbled pathetically as the man moved to the couch and flipped open the newspaper.

God, it hurts so much and I just want to cum! What the hell is wrong with me? I’m trapped with a fucking crazy old man and I’m only worried about cumming? He is treating me like a young kid in some twisted fantasy. Elise held up her hands before dropping them in defeat. My friend will find me eventually, but how can I explain this? They’ll believe me to a point, but I let him do this to me. I tried to steal from him and I ruined something he loved.

She sat contemplating her poor choices as she tried to withstand the waves of painful cramps. Her distended belly ached to release the unwelcome fluid, but she had to wait. Just let him win. Sweat beaded on her forehead as her thoughts roamed, wondering how much time had passed. She groaned lightly as she watched the oddly relaxed man reading the paper without care as she sat, inflated in the corner. I’m being punished for being a naughty girl. She tried to think of it from his warped perspective. He is trying to teach me and I keep trying to undermine it. She tensed as another cramp passed. Just let him win.

The man came over after what seemed like an eternity. He unfastened the strap around her head and sat the pacifier aside. “What have you learned, little girl?”
“I-I’m s-sorry I stole from you.”
“And?”
“And, I’m sorry I damaged… your car. And I’m sorry I lied to you.”
“Good. Do you want me to take that off now?”
“Yes!” She saw the bulge in his pants and she was still very aroused. “Can we, can you…” He unfastened the diaper, giving her a confused look. “Can you put it in?”
He sat up on his knees, pointing a finger.
“Please, daddy?”

The man’s eyes softened at the word. He sighed as he unzipped his pants and slipped his cock out. She reached out as he lowered himself onto her, hitting the mark on the first attempt. Elise gasped loudly as the man pushed his hips against hers. The pain in her stomach faded as orgasm built, and within seconds she found the climax she had been longing for since she had removed her clothes. The man, supporting most of his weight, pounded her. Her orgasm came and went, and then another came as the man finished inside her without warning. Her mind swirled as she enjoyed the sensation.

When she finally realized what he had done, she gave him a tired, stern glare. The man got to his knees as he unlocked her mittens. “I can’t have kids.” He assured her, reattaching the diaper straps and pulling the partially exposed harness upon her hips. The strap caused the whole thing to move free. She couldn’t begin to hold it in without the straps, and she made a very embarrassing spectacle as she stumbled down the hallway to the bathroom, filling her diaper as she moved.

It took a long time and most of her energy, but she had lasted through the punishment. She felt an odd sense of accomplishment for what she had gone through. The man helped her clean up and assured her that she was entirely in the clear. Finally in the shower, she contemplated what had happened. I took too much water, but I had the best orgasm of my entire life. She touched her tender pussy. It felt nice having him cum in me.

She thought back to the obvious bundle of money, the conveniently open door, the absence of the man until the crash. That asshole set me up! He wanted me to walk in there. She shrugged.

Beating Around the Bush

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After unlocking the door, Betty set her purse upon the counter. Karen stripped right as she inside, as usual, and headed upstairs. Hank went into the living room and Jack got something to drink from the fridge. Betty went up and changed into her pajamas. They were getting smaller by the week. Only about a month left to go. She came back downstairs to find Jack rifling through her handbag. “What are you doing?” Most of the contents were strewn upon the countertop.
“Uh, Karen said you had something of mine.”
“Do not go through my purse without asking, Jack!” She revealed the command rod from her pocket. “You must be looking for this. What is this thing for anyway?”
“It’s a mind controlling rod.”
“Seriously, Jack, why is this damned thing so important to you?”
“It lets me fuck you.”
“Jack! Go upstairs right now! We will talk about this tomorrow!” She was livid as Jack ascended the stairs. I cannot believe he talks to me like that! We made a huge mistake sleeping with them, but we can fix this. Betty tried to relax while looking at her phone, but she was wound tight. I should talk to him.

She sat the rod in her purse and lugged her belly up the stairs once again, knocking on Jack’s door. He stopped playing his game and waited sullenly for her to sit on the edge of the bed. “Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but you can’t talk to me like that. I am under a lot of stress recently and I don’t want to have you against me. We can’t have sex anymore and that is final.” She paused, watching him nod as he looked to the floor. “Now, please be honest and tell me why you were carrying a metal rod with you.”

“I… it… it was for self-defense.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m scared I’m going to get attacked by kids at school.”
Jake! It has to be Jake! He hasn’t sent anything or contacted us in any way since… what we did. He must be toying with us! “What are their names, Jack?”
“I… I can’t say.”
“Is it Jake?” He looked at her surprised. “I knew it. What is he doing to you?”
“Mom, it’s nothing, I keep that with me just in case. Nothing has happened yet.”
She asked again, but he wouldn’t give any more details. “Jack, that is a dangerous weapon. That isn’t what you need to stop him. Just avoid him for now and I’ll take care of it.” Somehow…
“Please, Mom, just let me hold onto it.”
“No, Jack.” Betty locked eyes until she was confident that he wouldn’t press the issue. She drew a deep breath as she looked at the floor, building up courage for what she had to say next. “Jack, your father got fired a few weeks ago. I’m the only one making money now and we have to cut back on a few things around here.”
“What?”
“Your dad thought it might be coming for a long time, but they made official the day before the police came and found us all… Doing it. We didn’t want to bother you until you got home again.”

Jack shook his head, confused and irritated. “Why would you wait?” He held up his hand. “Just, let me help. I can fix this, but I need that metal rod.”
“Jack, no.” She emphasized the denial. “I will not give you a weapon and there isn’t anything to fix! It’s done, your dad just needs to recover and find something else!”
“Mom, trust me, I can fix this, but that rod… it helps me control the situation, it helps me relax. I won’t use it to hurt people, I promise!”
He is so stubborn. “Just go to sleep and we’ll talk more tomorrow, deal?” He nodded begrudgingly and she left him. Back in the kitchen she held the rod once again as she pondered her situation. I can’t risk giving my son a weapon. He’s just trying to help me, but I need to fix these problems. Hank will get another job; I just need to find a way to stop Jake and Adam. And I have to make sure I keep my job to support my children. She rubbed her swollen belly. And Karen’s child. She put her head in her hands, crying softly.

At school Jack, Karen, and Ashley met for a short span in between classes. “Jack, I need the command rod tonight.” Ashley sounded mildly flustered.
“Uh, I’m sorry, but I don’t have it.”
“What? Did you lose it?!”
“No, no, I just… My mom took it from me.”
“She found it and this dummy pissed her off.”
“Jack, I need it! My dad is going to send me to therapy because I’m failing my classes.”
Karen cracked a smile and nodded. “I was getting there too. We can fix it once we get the rod back. Jack just has to get it back somehow.”
“I tried, but she won’t give it up. Now she thinks I’m scared of Jake and I kept it with me to protect myself.”
“She probably thinks he’s bothering you since we split up.” Karen interjected.
Ashley grumbled. “It doesn’t matter, we need to get it back before she uses it by accident. Just take it when she’s not looking.”
Karen was about to say more on the subject, but she turned to see Jake and Candice approaching. “Ugh, not now.” She muttered with agitation.

With a self-assured grin, Jake handed Karen a disc. “This is for you. You need to meet me at my locker tomorrow if you want that to stay between us.”
“What is this?” Ashely asked, as Karen was at a loss for words.
Candice grinned. “That, my friends, is five star material. He let me see a little bit and I can guarantee it won’t disappoint!” She showed her teeth in an embellished smile. “Just don’t lose it!”
Jake gave Karen a confident nod before they continued down the hall.

The rest of the day took forever. Ignoring her father’s rule, Ashley joined Karen and Jack at their house. The trio booked it to Karen’s room where she loaded the disc and clicked the video file. They watched with revulsion as Jake’s crew took turns with Jack and Karen’s pregnant mother. Betty took it with experience, showing minimal discomfort as they jammed two cocks in her ass at once.

She whined and complained when the third boy went in, causing Jack to shift uncomfortably. Karen covered her mouth with shock as Ashley watched with disappointment. They’re peeing in her ass. Once the trio finished with her, Jake took the camera and showed Betty. He laughed as pointed it at the tired looking, swollen pregnant woman, who was somehow retaining their deposits. She pleaded as he explained how he would blackmail her and Karen with the recording.

“That is fucking sick.” Jack muttered.
“Why is he doing this to us?” Karen asked despondently. “Why can’t he just get out of our lives?”
“He is a complete asshole. He enjoys making people miserable.” Ashley gave her thoughts. “But, I think he will go through with it. How are we going to stop him from showing this?”
“Jack, get that damned command rod back!” Karen snapped. “We need it!”
“Well, I can’t now, she’s at work.”

Jack and Karen bickered for a minute as Ashely pondered the video. “Where does your mom work?”
“The grocery store, why?”
“That video looked like it was in a back room or something, didn’t it? Didn’t the shelf have a few bags of flour?”
“Adam!” Jack exclaimed. “That shithead let Jake back there.” He saw Ashley’s confusion, “It’s a long story, but we have to help her. We have to get the rod back from her somehow!”
“Tonight one of you distract her and the other take it, then we can undo all of this mess.” Ashley was confident as she thought of screwing over the conceited jerk that had used her before.
“We can’t wait until tonight. He might be there right now!” Karen argued.
“We might get into more trouble if we go there. Just play it safe and wait… I mean, we’ve seen that she can handle it.”

Ashley knew she should not have added the last sentiment. They squabbled for a few minutes before she finally conceded. Betty looked like she was enjoying parts of it. Ashley thought back to her past transgressions. They went too far, but there is no need to be stupid about this. Against her warnings, Jack and Karen were set on heading to the store in a futile attempt to help their mother. I better go with them so they don’t do something they’ll regret. They headed downstairs and outside, only to see Ashley’s father stepping out of his car. “Shit, I’m busted.” She looked to Jack. “Go on without me.”

“You lied to me! I was worried sick when you weren’t at school, Ashley!” He scolded loudly as Jack and Karen continued with a few backwards glances. She marched to the car and they drove home in tense silence.

She skimmed through this year’s final exam prep work. Her six-year-old son ran by and tossed the mail up onto the table. A letter from Ken Hale, care of the state correctional facility, caught her eye. She stared for a long time before opening the envelope.

Jeanette, listen, I’ve mailed everyone else, but you’re my last shot. I know you’re pregnant. Jeanette looked at the potbelly on her otherwise slender frame before continuing. I know that it wasn’t your husband that put that kid in you. I saw what really happened. You were being controlled!
She paused before holding the paper up to read more. That boy, Jack… Don’t you think it is funny that the teachers in his classes snapped ? Or that his mom and sister both got pregnant. That his whole damned family got caught fucking and then the case just stopped there?

“Mr. Hale, I think you have entirely too much time…” She said to the air as she continued.
All of those things happening at once is odd enough, but you got pregnant when you told me yourself that you were finished having kids. Think about it, what changed? I have proof, but it is on my ex-wife’s computer. I had her stash it there as an insurance policy. Find Irene and have her open this file. He listed the directory. I know I’m fucked, but at least I can take that little shit down with me.
 
She crumpled the letter and cast it into the wastebasket. She tried to continue reading about her schoolwork, but it took her three tries to make it through the paragraph. He is just a rapist grasping at straws! She aligned the pages and sat thoughtfully. I don’t remember why I changed my mind to have another child, though. Deok-su was the traditional husband who wanted her to have many children, but she was steadfast, wishing for only one child to lavish with all of their attention.

I’m glad I’m having this child, but I don’t really remember what changed. She watched her son assembling some building blocks on the far side of the room. I should just let it go, but he does have a point. Jack did seem to get out of trouble easily and his grades are surprisingly high for someone going through multiple stressful encounters. Jeanette crossed her hands upon the table as she thought. She flipped open her laptop and searched for Irene Hale.

“I was going to apologize to you, Ashley. That’s why I was at your school today, but now I see what an idiot I was. Come over here.” He seemed curiously calm as he motioned for her to come closer. She sat upon his knee in the wooden dining chair. He stroked her long blonde hair and it tickled her neck. “I love you so much, but I can’t have you lying to me, Ashley. We have to fix this.”

She could feel something poking her leg. She grinned, knowing his meaning. “I know how we can fix this, Daddy.” She leaned in and planted a slow, passionate kiss upon his lips. He seemed lost in the feeling for a moment before he pushed her back, his eye twitching with anger.

“You just think that is an easy fix, don’t you? You think I’m an idiot that you can screw to get your way?”
“N-no, it’s not like that!”
He pushed her up and forcefully unbuttoned her shorts, pulling them down and letting them fall to her ankles along with her panties. He tugged her hips until she stumbled forward and fell upon his knees. He shifted her into place and drew back his hand for a hard, swift slap across her firm rump. She tensed and screamed, putting her hands upon her stinging ass in an attempt to cover it. He pulled them aside, holding her wrists with one hand as he landed another heavy-handed strike.

Ashley whimpered as he continued. “Do you realize how much I hold back?” She lost count, no longer trying to prepare for the hits. “Don’t you see how hard it is not to rip your clothes off when I see you?” He hit one last time and brought her back to her feet. Her ass was cherry red, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Her father was normally a calm, collected man, but today she saw far more emotion than usual. He was breathing heavily, appearing concerned for her, but something else was hiding below his stern facade. “I was just going to offer my butt, Daddy.”
His expression went calm again. “You want that?” He unzipped his pants and fished out his engorged cock. “Fine, but I’m going in the front first.” He grabbed her hips and walked her forward until she was straddling the chair. She lowered herself and he guided himself into her blonde warmth. She felt the tip slip in with ease, as she was surprisingly excited. He squeezed her tender ass and she groaned, enjoying it.

“I love it when you’re rough with me, Daddy.” She moved her hips as she watched his face. “I’m your little slut.” He looked into her eyes as she ground her hips upon him. “Make me cum, Dad.”
He squeezed her hips and his eyes went wide. “Wait, wait.” He held her in place. “Stop!” She bit her lip as she waited for him to let her continue. She tensed down below and he hurriedly lifted her off. She watched his cock twitch, nearly to orgasm.
She reached forward and tweaked his nipple. He pulled back, putting a hand over his reasonably defined chest. “I don’t want you to finish too quickly.” She smiled and turned around, lowering her ass onto his shaft.

Again, the tip went in smoothly, but in that hole it caused her a lot more discomfort. She stopped just past the head and waited for the pain to subside. She cried out as he pushed upward, snaking his full cock into her unprepared backside. She tried to handle it, but gave up and jumped away, dancing in pain as he cracked a smile. He stood and pushed her over the table. “You said I could have your butt, so I’m going to take it.”

She felt his pulsing cock searching for her opening. The tip finally found a space and he fed it into her rump. He didn’t realize, however, that he aimed too low, slipping into her pussy. Her ass cheeks still ached as he started moving, pounding her with all his might. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her upright. He’s getting close. I should tell him he’s not in my ass. Her mind was nearly lost in pleasure as he fucked her silly. This feels wonderful, though. I can’t make him stop now. She fought to think straight. Fuck it, what are the chances? “Fill me up, Dad.”
Her words sent him into a frenzy. He lifted her up, causing her feet to dangle as he slammed her. He pounded her for a few seconds more before he blew his load, filling her pussy with cum. An orgasmic wave washed over her, causing her to tremble with gratification.

Once it passed, she got up and pulled her shorts and underwear back into place and buttoned them as her father tucked away his manhood. “Ashley, I… I love you. You still have to talk to the therapist, but you can’t tell her about this, promise?”
“I won’t Dad.”
There was a long pause. “Did I… did I go too far?”
She smiled, feeling his sperm dripping into her underwear. “Of course not, it was fun.” Her ass was sore, but she didn’t want to make him feel bad.
He nodded. “Okay, just… please don’t lie to me honey.”

She agreed and headed to her room. She took off her clothes and removed her soiled underwear, jumping into the shower to clean up. She sprayed herself down there and felt assured that there was no chance anything remained. I love when he takes my ass, but letting him stay in the front is nice too. I wish we could do that more often. She touched herself as she recalled the recent sensations, moaning as she thought of her father getting her pregnant. God I’m dirty.

Betty stepped into the back office, glad that Adam was alone today. Her relief was quickly lost when she noticed he was holding an apple, grinning with confidence. “Ever had one of these up your pooper?”
“I’m done.”
“You can do it. I will prepare you a little bit, I promise.”
“No. I am done. I’m not letting you do any more to me.”
“I don’t think you understand how blackmail works.” His mood darkened.
“I can’t take any more and I don’t care. Tell the world and be branded as the pervy kid who was used by the cougar in the back of a grocery store. I am not doing any more with you. If you have a shred of decency then you will just let me go and no one will talk about this again.” She turned to leave and the boy launched the apple at the wall next to her.

“You are mine, you fat fucking bitch!”
He ran to her and grabbed her hair in a fit of rage. She yelped and slowly knelt on the ground as he tugged her down. She fished in her purse and found the black metal rod. She took it out and tapped the boys arm. It was enough to hurt him, but not enough to break anything.

Adam stopped suddenly, holding his arm, nearly crying. “What the hell?”
“I said leave me alone! Just let me go and live my life and you go and live yours! That’s all I want! I can’t take this sick game anymore!”

The door burst open. Betty was shocked to see her children sizing up the situation. “What are you two doing here?” Jack said nothing as he started to reach for the metal cylinder in her hand. “Jack, stop!” She was dumfounded when her son dropped his arm and stood motionless.
She looked to Karen, who appeared nervous. “Mom, be careful what you say when you hold that.”

“What do you mean?” Betty was obviously perplexed.
Her thoughts shifted to Adam as he held up his hands disarmingly. “Fine, you can live your shitty life and I’ll leave you alone.” He was uncharacteristically relaxed as he nudged past the family.

“Mom, just… hand me the rod.” Karen held out her hand expectantly.
Betty hesitated, finally offering her daughter the weapon. “Why are you even here?”
“We came to visit you and we heard a scream. Did he do anything to you?”
“No, I’m fine, but I hope he doesn’t bother me again.”
“I think you’ll be fine now, Mom. He said he’d leave you alone.”
“He’s lied before. I don’t trust him.”
“Mom, I have a very good feeling that he wasn’t lying.” Karen looked at the cylinder in her hand and her still stationary brother. “You can move again, Jack.”
He looked at them both, regaining awareness. “Let me see it.”

Karen squeezed the rod as she spoke. “Jack, let me keep this for now.” Jack put his arm down once again. “Mom, was that kid… doing you?”
“Not this time.”
Karen cocked her head. “So he was before today?” Betty didn’t answer. “How long?”
“A few months.”
“Wh-why?”
“He joined in once when Jason and I came back here. Over time he took over and things got weird. He threatened to make my life miserable.”
“Jesus, Mom, I can’t believe… Wait, how did Jake get involved?”
Betty was stunned for a moment before she shook her head angrily. “You saw, didn’t you? Adam brought them here.”
“Yeah, we saw the recording. We’ll take care of it.” She paused, giving a long look to her brother before turning back. “What do you mean ‘things got weird?’
“Adam put things in me.”
“Why would you let him do that?!”
“It was kind of nice at first, but he went too far.” She cast her eyes to her pregnant belly. “I miss it a little bit, but I knew it had to stop. He was getting too rough.”
“What kind of things?” Jack asked.
“Stuff from back here, fruits and vegetables. I made sure he cleaned them first.”

Karen saw the lopsided apple on the floor. She looked at the rod as she issued the command. “Mom, strip down and prepare your ass. Jack, wash a few of those smaller apples over there and take off your clothes too.” We’re going to have one more fling before we go. Nobody is back here now anyway. Karen locked the door before undressing. Once finished, Jack brought four cleaned fist-sized red apples to the prep table. You know what; I am going to try it too. Karen used some lotion and her fingers to stretch her backdoor.

Karen touched the command rod with her free hand. “Jack, put some lube on one of those apples and stick it in her ass.” Karen fit another finger into her rear as she spoke. “Mom, bend forward and take it.”

Betty bent down and grabbed her ankles. Her swollen belly hung low as her ass waited for the object. Jack pumped some lotion onto the fruit and slipped it between her cheeks. He held her hip as he pushed it deeper with his thumb. He wiggled his hand as it slowly disappeared into her ass. Betty clenched her eyes as the pain started. She struggled, begging him to go slower. Jack didn’t seem to care, as he paused to build up strength and popped the object into his mom’s ass.

Betty howled, jumping forward, trotting around the room with her hand over her ass, her stomach bouncing heavily with each step. “Fuck! It was too fast! Ow, ow, ow!”

She can take more. “Put another in her, Jack.”
Her brother grabbed another apple and slathered some lubricant over the top before walking up to his still recovering mother. She must not have been listening, as he acted as if he may hug her, but instead he forced a second apple into her filled ass. She tried to escape once she realized what was about to happen, but he held her firmly. She did not seem to be as pained by this one, but Karen could see it was still put in too quickly. She groaned, holding him close as she recovered.

Jack was excited from the beginning, but now his cock rubbed against her legs, obscured by her tummy. She pushed his chest, pulling free from his hold. “No, we are not doing that anymore, Jack!”

“Fine,” Karen interrupted, “you just sit over there then and wait for us to finish. Keep those in, though.” In agony, Betty shuffled to the office chair and carefully sat down. She put her hands upon her belly as she waited, watching with a strained expression.

Karen was able to fit all five fingers in her ass at this point. “Jack… put them in me now.” Karen commanded, turning to rest her belly upon the large wooden table as she leaned forward. Jack generously lubricated an apple and pushed it between her slippery ass cheeks. Her butt spread wide and a sudden pain came, mixing with her excitement. I can do this! Mom liked it, so the pain must be part of the fun! The apple pushed her apart even more before hitting the widest section. She reached down and pressed hard upon her clit, lessening the torment as the fruit slid into her hungry asshole.

She bucked, shaking the table as it moved into her bowels. Gasping and whimpering, she realized that she may had gone too far. Those hurt so much more than I thought! Jack pressed her forward, keeping her against the table as he used one hand to prepare the second apple. Oh, no, I have to stop him! I can’t… To her horror, she heard the clank of metal. The rod rolled off the table! She fought, trying to fight her brother away, but he had already hit the mark. He forced the apple in, pressing the other one farther into her guts. She whined as he held it in place, forcing her ass to retain the large objects.

She felt a warm appendage against her inner thigh. Jack popped his finger free only to replace it with his cock. “No, Jack, please!”
“I’ll be quick.” He pushed inside, finding a small nook beside the apples. He pressed in to the hilt, moving with slow strokes. I feel sick! Why the hell would I do this? She looked to Betty. Her nude, pregnant mother sat in the chair, upright with her jaw clenched. How is she able to take this?! Karen lamented.

Jack went faster. “Uhh, no, please stop, Jack. It’s too much!” Her brother ignored her pleas. He pumped her for a few seconds before she felt added warmth in her ass. His cock tensed as he filled her, each time pushing the apples upward painfully. He pulled out and she lazily stood upright. It hurts so much! She put a hand under her belly, unintentionally grazing her dripping pussy. The pain lessened for a moment and she knew what she had to do. I’m going to make this work. No going back now! She pushed a finger in her pussy and rubbed vigorously. Her whole body quaked, shaking the table as she hit climax.

It came and went faster than she liked, and the pain was back two-fold. She trotted to the garbage can and popped both apples out in quick succession. Jack, meanwhile, grabbed the command rod and brought it to her. She took it, shaking as she started cleaning herself up. “Mom, you can empty now. Jack, help clean us up.” I wish I could be in Ashley’s place right now. Karen groaned as she rubbed her belly. I don’t know why I thought that would be a good idea.

Niche

Standard

Lilly was behind the curtain, preparing for their next challenge. She would compete against Willa and Traci was in charge of this game. “Bend forward and don’t move.” The stern woman demanded. Both participants leaned against opposing tables and waited as Traci lubricated a pink, 6-inch latex dildo behind them. She spread Lilly’s ass and pushed it in gently. It took only a moment before her ass accepted the entire toy. “There is your handicap.”

“What do you mean?” Lilly asked hesitantly.

Traci grabbed another dildo from a nearby case. It was double-ended, thicker, and much longer. “You two are going to play a game with this 18 inch beast. Lilly, if you say a thing about the first dildo I put in then I will make your life hell. Same goes for you, bitch, be thankful I’m helping you.” Traci spanked Willa before stepping ahead to pull the stage curtains aside. The other girls perked up as the competition began. The Master seemed dismissive as usual, watching from his chair.

Without a word, Traci pulled Willa’s hair and roughly forced the double dildo down her throat, paying no mind to her coughing and sputtering. The poor girl gagged as she tried to pull away, but Traci held firmly. Traci flipped the toy around and repeated the process with Lilly. Once wet, she came behind the timid girl commanded her to spread her behind. Willa sniffled as she pulled her cheeks open. Traci did not hesitate, pressing the larger toy into her tiny asshole. Willa let go of her ass and grabbed the edge of the table as Traci fed more into her. Distressed, Willa’s body tensed as she took more of the shaft.

“Okay, stand up.” Traci carefully walked her backwards to Lilly. Once in place, the austere woman spoke to the crowd.  “The girl to take the most by the end will win.” Lilly knew to spread her cheeks for Traci to guide the tip into her open ass. She certainly felt the width, but it still went in easily. She had no idea how much had moved into her, but with the other dildo taking up space it seemed like an impossible task. I have to try. I can’t let Willa win if Tracy wants that. Fuck her!

Breathing to calm herself, Lilly pressed backwards onto the thick toy. Willa whimpered and stepped away from her. Lilly bent down and reached back to hold the girl’s hips, halting any further retreat. Lilly grunted as she forced more of the toy inside of them both. The pain overwhelmed her for a time, but eventually she found an angle to allow it deeper. Lilly’s grip slipped and the girl stumbled away again. She followed the complaining girl as she walked slowly.

Willa stopped at the opposite table, bending forward in an attempt to find a less painful angle. Lilly seized the opportunity and stood nearly upright, pressing down upon the flexible toy. She moved her hips, working it downward into Willa’s soft, dainty ass. The pale girl grasped the shaking table as she fought to accept the dildo. Lilly also felt more of the toy sneaking into her bowels, but she didn’t mind. I can win this. I don’t care about her any more, I just have to beat Tracy at her own game! I can bear it as long as I don’t cum.

Pushing even harder, Lilly moved lower and felt her pussy dripping with excitement in spite of the pain. She moved her legs out a little more and felt the girl’s butt rubbing against hers. She pushed again, but this time it forced the object into her opponent. Willa shrieked as Lilly sat against her, flattening their cheeks against one another.

Unable to resist, Lilly put a finger against her clit and grinded against the toy, gasping with orgasm. She could feel the object slip just a little deeper as she finished. Traci approached, scowling. “Okay, let’s see who took more!” She announced to the crowd. Traci pinched the toy and gave it a sharp tug, trying to force more into Willa’s ass, but it didn’t seem to budge. “You better hold the little one in, bitch.” She whispered by Lilly’s ear. Holding the double dildo firmly, she pulled upward, watching it snake quickly out of their tensing backsides. The girls moaned as she removed the slippery toy.

Once free, they both shakily turned to see how far it had gone. Traci scoffed as she realized the results. Lilly took a few inches more than the red eyed Willa. Traci begrudgingly grabbed Lilly’s arm and raised it victoriously. The spectators grinned and gave light applause as the commanding woman led them off stage. “Good luck shitting that dildo out, I’m sure it’s buried in there deep.” Traci slapped Lilly’s ass and left them in the hall. Both contenders gave a quick goodbye and went to their rooms to clean up.

As expected, it took a lot of effort to push the object out. Drained as usual after their competitions, Lilly went to bed, pleased that she had defied the bitch in red. I shouldn’t let her get to me, but she knows just what buttons to push. She knew that Traci would come after her in another manner, but for now she could rest.

The next day came and went without any unusual happenings. Lilly stayed in her room for the most part, relaxing and reading. Once she figured out that no one was coming to get her for any of the man’s games, she decided to go to sleep. A knock startled her awake. A butler stepped in and asked her to follow. The clock showed 4:59 AM. She made a quick trip to the bathroom, and still naked, accompanied the servant down the corridor and into a room behind the stage area.

The Master waited with his arms behind his back. He was devilishly handsome and could be immensely charming, but it was only a mask. Lilly knew, just as the other girls, that this man was a true Jekyll and Hyde. His chiseled jaw and enchanting eyes only helped to manipulate people. “Good afternoon, ladies.” His voice deep and commanding, “I hope you have recovered enough for another game.” A few of the girls stood beside him, watching silently.

The cold cement room was mostly barren, save for four hoses leading from the wall. There were clips on the wall where they could be placed to act as a shower. Now, however, they laid upon the floor in the middle of the room. Lilly joined the others and waited for instruction. Traci, Willa, and Julie glanced at her before they turned back to him.

“I want you all to stick a hose up your ass.” He summoned a butler to use a small amount of lubricant on each nozzle. The girls gave varying expressions as they put them in place, sliding them into their behinds. “Now, hold your hose by the valve. The girls on the end will swap with the center.”

Lilly’s heart skipped a beat as she handed the control of her hose to Traci. She was thankful, however, that she had some power in this situation, as she held Traci’s.

“Now turn them on and it is up to you when you stop.” The man grinned as he watched their reactions.

Traci twisted the clean plastic valve and sent a torrent of water into Lilly. Lilly responded with the full flow as well. Willa whimpered as Julie started her to fill. Willa, however, didn’t turn her valve.

“You have to play, Willa! She has no trouble pumping you full, why can’t you do the same?” Lilly cried out.
“I- can’t.” The gentle girl knelt, still holding the closed valve for Julie. Her other hand held her tummy.
“You have to; you’re strong enough to handle this!”
“She’s not cut out for this and neither are you, bitch.” Traci snapped. Her belly quaked beneath her hand.

Lilly ignored her foe. “If you give up then I will never forgive you. Don’t you want a friend in here?” Willa looked to her questioningly. “I will help you, I promise. Just turn that valve!”
Julie was bewildered. “Nothing personal, hon, but if you turn that valve on then I will remember it forever.” Her normally kind demeanor changed into a menacing glare. I see why she gets along with Traci.
“You have to trust me! Turn the valve. You have to turn it on or you will fail.”

Willa sighed, her eyebrows craning upwards as the hose continued inflating her. She shook her head, looking as if she may cry. She wrenched the valve and they watched as Julie tensed and took a few steps. “You bitch!”
“I’m sorry!” Willa dropped the valve and gripped her belly with both hands, crying openly.

Meanwhile, Traci and Lilly’s bellies had ballooned outward while distracted. “We can stop whenever we want, Traci.”
“Fuck you. I can take a lot more!”
Lilly gave labored breaths as she rubbed the bridge of her nose. Moments passed and they all were becoming antsy, as well as inflated. They looked to one another, waiting for some sign of stopping. Finally Lilly decided to turn Traci’s valve off.

Traci smiled. Her trim body had a visible belly and her brow glistened with sweat. “Looks like I win, bitch.” Traci dropped her hose. Lilly scrambled to grab it from the floor and shut-off the flow. Julie flipped the valve off and lastly Willa reached down and stopped the flow as well. All of them looked as if they were a month or two pregnant. Willa had the largest belly of the group and she appeared to be in the most pain.

The Master adored the show. “That was at half flow, now it is on normal volume. A butler twisted the master valve upon the wall. Traci snatched the control from Lilly and switched it to full blast. Stumbling backwards in agony, Lilly slowly fell to the floor and watched as her belly slowly grew outward. She knew she was in shock, and it took some time before she was able to fumble for Traci’s control. Traci tried to pull it away, but Lilly flicked it on before dropping it. Before she could pick it up, Lilly grabbed the woman’s toned legs and brought her down. Falling onto her, both girls filled at an unreal speed.

Both grimaced and pushed at each other, but the water weight kept them sandwiched. Hearing a sound, they dizzily turned to see Julie grinning with Willa inflating helplessly upon the ground. “Turn it off, or I’ll make your bitch pop.” Traci finally built enough momentum to roll off, coming to rest upon her back. Lilly fumbled, grabbing both valves as Traci lay, gripping her belly. Unsure of which to turn off, Lilly decided to turn them both off. Julie shook her head and after a long hesitation, she dropped Willa’s hose. Lilly scrambled painfully to flip the flow off.

All of the filled girls groaned in discomfort. The Master nodded, pleased by their forms. “Now the final portion. The girl that holds the water the longest wins.”

They looked to each other, hastily planning what to do next. Lilly, having a tangle of hoses in her hands, started turning them on one at a time. The first was Traci’s, which stopped her advance in an instant. The second was her own, which surprised her enough to drop them onto the ground. Julie stepped closer and grabbed them from the cement. The large, swollen belly causing a pained huff to escape her lips as she did. She turned Willa’s on before finding the hose leading to Lilly. She held it firmly and gave a hard tug. The hose popped out audibly.

Lilly shrieked, falling to her hands and knees as she pinched her asshole, trying desperately to hold the liquid inside. Water splashed over her ass as the hose slapped upon the floor. Lilly closed an eye and grit her teeth, fighting through the ensuing cramps.

“Sorry, hon.” Lilly expected Willa to be the first one out, but she opened her eyes just in time to see Traci holding her hands up, wordlessly pleading to the woman behind her. “Gotta go for the win.” The hose became taught as Julie yanked, spinning Traci place – her distended belly shaking like a water balloon as she moved. The hose popped free and mostly clear water erupted onto the hard floor. Traci whined pitifully as she emptied off and on, attempting to hold her burden fruitlessly. The once proud woman let out a string of curses as she rested upon her hands and knees.

“Traci is done.” Taryn called from the group of spectators.

Still fighting to retain her full belly of water, Lilly got to her feet and turned to a confident, modestly filled Julie. The older woman smiled as she turned and jerked on Willa’s hose with an astonishing amount of strength. There was a moment of extreme despair as the young girl knew what was coming. Willa promptly spun around upon her knees as the tube popped out of her, weeping as she blasted the water onto the floor. Her shoulders trembled as she cried, crumpled and draining. Taryn announced her defeat.

The proud, shapely woman looked to her last opponent. She was suddenly panicked by the sight of Lilly stomping closer, her inflated belly swaying with the immense water weight. Agitated and barely holding it in, Lilly decided to grapple her. Julie stumbled, as the shorter girl’s head pressed against her breasts and their bellies squished together. They clumsily fought for the upper hand, but eventually Julie was forced slowly to the ground by Lilly’s weight.

Julie sat back, landing on her supple posterior. It wasn’t hard enough to injure her, but it did cause her to yelp as the hose pressed against the side of her asshole. Lilly fell atop her, finding balance and trapping the woman beneath her. Using her toes, Lilly flicked the valve on the trapped girl’s hose.

“You bitch!”
“Just take it! Let me know when you give up!”

Julie could only groan and grumble as her belly filled with a large volume of water. Lilly could feel it blasting into the woman’s belly, lifting her slightly before it pressed out from between them. Lilly tried to find the valve with her toes again, but it had moved due to Julie’s flailing legs. Lilly could only wait, watching the blonde woman’s freckled face contorting in agony. Her gorgeous brown eyes pleading for the torment to stop. I know she’s stubborn, but she knows when she’s beaten.

“Stop! You win!”

Lilly gripped the hose with her toes and gave it a tug. Her foot slipped off as the girl begged for the flow to stop. It took a few more tries, but she was finally able to pull it out. Water sprayed beneath them as the hose shot across the floor wildly. Lilly’s weight forced the full, pained woman to empty beneath her. Once they declared her the victor, Lilly too released her burden. She watched her enormous belly slowly deflating. She appeared to be fully pregnant by the end, and she could only imagine how much water she had taken. I’m more shocked I was able to hold it. Hot water passed as fast as she could push.

Lying upon the beautiful woman with large breasts and warm, pliable skin, Lilly couldn’t help herself. She planted a kiss upon her lips. The other woman didn’t seem to mind, clearly groggy from the ordeal.
“It was a good game.” Lilly rolled aside and continued to empty, staring up to the cold unadorned ceiling. The sound and sight of the women emptying their filled bellies caused laughter amongst the girls that watched.

Mostly empty, Lilly got to her feet and wearily walked to The Master. “What is the point of these games?”

The man gave an uncaring smile. “For my enjoyment.” He reached forward without prompt and grabbed her nipples, twisting them, causing her to screech and release a little more water onto the floor. Lilly grabbed her chest, her mouth open with confusion. “You’re a good sport, Lilly. So I’ll tell you what, I’ll bring you into public tomorrow. I reward winners.”

The man nodded and nonchalantly left the room. The other girls smiled, congratulating her. “I’ve never been in public with him.” Keira said. “You’re lucky.”

Know your Place

Standard

Hours had passed as she wandered past the houses. She was no longer near her neighborhood, but she was looking for the perfect animal. Her eyes locked onto a beautiful tan Labrador that wandered freely in someone’s backyard. The dog was guarded, moving closer only as she held out an offering of lunch meat from her uneaten sandwich earlier. He gobbled it up and sniffed her hand. He licked her palm after a short hesitation and shortly after she was able to pet him.

After confirming the dog’s gender, Candice opened the gate and grabbed the leash from the patio table. He’s not neutered yet, he must be a breeder. She secured it to his collar and led him out of his boundary, down the alley. I am going to be his bitch. Her heart danced with excitement as she found a secluded area where two garages obscured the view from the end of the alleyway. It was overgrown, so the only way she would be caught is if someone walked close by.

Finally, this was her chance. His light fur felt incredibly soft as she moved her hand along the back of his neck. She pet the dog for a long while before she looked at his nametag. “Buster? I bet some snot nosed little brat named you… But you love them don’t you? Don’t you?” She baby talked to the gentle giant as she wrapped his leash upon a nearby post. Candice breathed deeply and unfastened her shorts. She slid them to her ankles and knelt upon the grassy patch that extended between the garages.

Buster watched as she got into position. On all fours, she patted her butt, enticing him to come forward. The dog’s wet nose tickled as it searched between her legs, sniffing her womanhood before licking it a few times. It feels amazing! Candice loved his rough tongue sliding across her lips. The dog pulled back, and she was afraid he might be giving up. Candice turned to see him shuffling forward, his pulsing pink cock ready to penetrate her. “Fuck me like a dog.” She spoke softly.

The Labrador jumped upon her. He clawed her a few times as he tried to pull himself forward. Candice yelped as he shifted, pushing her down, causing her legs to fold under his weight. The beast straddled her, humping her wildly as she waited, crumpled beneath him. His hard shaft finally found her excited pussy, slipping in and out with no regard for her. It doesn’t really feel good, but I am glad to have accomplished this in my life. Candice endured as the large dog fucked her relentlessly. He panted as he pumped his bulbous shaft in and out of her open pussy. She could sense that he neared completion.

He shifted and she felt him press in at an odd angle and then he fell out completely. Frustrated, Candice leaned lower resting her head on her hands with her ass high. Buster pumped wildly, trying to find the spot again. Sudden pressure caused her to groan, as she knew what was coming. The dog slipped his rod into her backdoor, causing Candice to squeal and jerk forward.

She buckled, grunting as she balled her fists. “That was my ass, you shithead!” She felt the heat of his cock slapping against her back as he continued humping. She drew a sharp breath and lifted herself, holding her butt as high as he allowed. “Just give me a second.” She could feel him prodding against her thighs and with her helping hand he was able to find the right hole again. The first thrust caused her to tense, but the following were smooth, quick strokes. It didn’t last very much longer, and she smiled as she felt the warmth flowing into her.

The happiness was short lived, as something swelled inside her. She gathered all her might and pushed him up, but the angle and his weight were too much for her. The dog dropped back in place. Growling and nipping next to her ear, making sure she knew her place. Oh no, I’m trapped and he’s still shooting stuff in me! Why did it grow? She struggled again and yelped as he unintentionally clawed her arm, biting next to her head once again. Candice waited as she felt more of his warm seed pulsing into her. The dominant beast finally crawled off and walked behind her. She felt a strong tug as the swollen ball upon his shaft kept him connected. “Fuck this hurts!” He seemed irritated, as he was forced to find a comfortable stance to wait until he was fully empty.

Candice was equally distressed, waiting and hoping no one would waltz by. About ten minutes passed until he shrank enough to come uncoupled. Candice pulled her shorts up and felt her back. Her hand came back with dried blood and she knew her appearance would raise many questions. But, she still decided to be responsible. She unwound the leash and walked the dog back to the owner’s yard, attempting to avoid people as she walked. Luckily no one had noticed that she had borrowed Buster. She let him back into the fenced yard and tossed his leash near the table. She used the hose on the side of the home to clean up a bit before making the long trek back to her place.

She inspected her scratched arm. Buster’s seed was still collecting in her panties. I don’t know why I did that, but it was worth it.

Ashley knew the conference would go poorly. Even though I’m pissed at him I can’t ruin his life. I have to be the one to fix his mistakes. She waited across the road, sitting under a tree with her homework. Sure enough, Jack’s dad came out with handcuffs on and the officer placed him in the back. The man got in on the passenger side, so she chose to wait. It didn’t take long before his mother came out in the same state.

Ashley closed her book and slipped it into her bag. The man had just finished helping the Jack’s mother inside when she arrived. The other officer watched her approach as he held the door open. “Something we can help you with?”

“I command you both to drive down the block and wait until the Social Service worker leaves. Once she is no longer visible, I want you to bring those two back here, uncuff them and leave them. Imagine that they were found completely innocent. It was all just a big misunderstanding.”

They agreed and she leaned down, looking into the backseat. “I want you two to stop having sex with your kids. You got a second chance tonight, and remember that they determined that it was all a big misunderstanding.” She closed the door and said nothing as she headed back to her lookout point.

The car moved down the road a few blocks before circling back around and pulling to the side. Easy as pie. Ashley resumed her homework and waited.

“Alma, may I have a word with you?” Principal Hyun spoke softly.
“Of course.” They moved into the kitchen. Jack pressed his hands against his face in frustration. Steph and Hank were consoling his crying sister and his parents had just been escorted to jail. He turned to the kitchen. Those two did this to me.Fuming, he got up and approached the room where the women talked privately. He stopped as he could hear them speaking around the corner.

“You didn’t need to make such a show of it, though.”
“Mrs. Hyun, I know what I am doing. I had to show him that they are gone and that what they did is wrong.” Jack could barely hear the woman. “I know it isn’t the most honorable way to do this, but it is necessary.”
“I hope you are right.”

Alma turned the corner, surprised by the boy. “I don’t know what you heard, but-“
“I know my parents are good people. Nothing you can do will change that and I will find some way to make you suffer.”

Karen came closer, holding Jack’s shoulder as she sniffled. “It’s over for now, we have to go.” Jack couldn’t think straight. That bitch ruined any hope of a normal life. His body seemed disconnected as he hit the social worker, with moderate force, in the boob. He had instant remorse as he watched her stumble back against the wall, clutching her hefty breast.

The silence hung for a moment before she finally spoke. “I should bring you up on charges, but I know you’re already destined for a life of trouble. I know it will come without my help.”

Hank held him from hitting the woman again. “Come on, we need to go.”

Alma watched the new family leave. I shouldn’t have said that, but it’s the truth. She bid farewell to Mrs. Hyun and gathered her paperwork after some time, she was able to calm down from the encounter. She rubbed her bruised breast. I shouldn’t be rattled by this sort of child abuse any more, but I just can’t fathom why both parents would be so heartless. She took the house key as she grabbed the handle on the front door. A man blocked her exit, causing Alma to yelp in fright.

“Oh, I’m sorry, ma’am. I was just coming to visit after the fuss died down.” Alma’s eyes were wide and her knuckles white as she held the binder. She noticed everyone else had left, but at least the sun was up and people were nearby. The man continued, “Sorry, I’m from down the street. I’m just a concerned parent wondering what is going on.” His smile seemed warm and friendly.

“Oh, it’s fine, you just startled me is all.” She couldn’t divulge case details, but a little info might set his mind to ease. “The parents were taken in for questioning and the children are with family. I cannot say anymore.”

The man looked concerned. “Oh, I understand, I just hope it all turns out okay.” His buzz cut black hair and week grown beard framed close-set eyes and high-set cheekbones. His prominent ears somehow added to his handsome appearance. A father. Not for you, Alma. “I never would have guessed they could be capable of such a thing.”

“I can’t believe both parents were doing it, usually it is only one and the other just accepts it.” You said too much, don’t say another word!
“Yeah, you never know what kind of people you’re dealing with, I guess.”

She agreed and said goodbye, stepping back inside, locking the door. Paranoia got the best of her as she watched the man walking away through the peep hole. Once she deemed it safe, she stepped outside, locked the door, and got into her car.

Ashley watched the man walk away and she prepared to stop the social worker.  She was starting across the street as the short woman hurried to her car and quickly drove away.

Crap! Ashley knew she had messed up: over half of the people had gotten away from the meeting without her intervention.  She set out to find Jack first. Tomorrow is Saturday, so I will find the social worker and the principal then. She walked quickly to Jack’s aunt and uncle’s. His aunt Stephanie greeted her.

“Jack isn’t doing well, come back tomorrow.”
Ashley commanded her to step aside and follow her to the living room. She found his uncle and commanded them in the same way she had directed the cops. Just a misunderstanding. The kids can go back home once they got a phone call from the social worker. Upstairs she noticed Karen wasn’t in her room, so she knocked on Jack’s door.

Jack opened the door, his eyes red and melancholy. It broke Ashley’s heart to see him like this, but she knew it was for the best. She stepped in and sat beside him upon the bed. She gave him commands and watched the sadness slowly turn into happiness. Soon he will be back with his parents again. She asked where Karen might be, but he had no clue. I guess I’ll find her tomorrow too.

They talked for a while, both happy that Jack would see his parents again. She watched his hopeful eyes and cute grin. He shoved her playfully after he told a stupid joke. I could command him to have sex with me right now. Ashley realized the irony. I’m thinking like he was! What is wrong with me!? Tears welled up in her eyes. “I have to go.”
 
Jack was clearly perplexed. “Why? Is it something I said?”
“No, I just forgot about something. It’s nothing you did, I swear!” Ashley tripped as she started out of the room. She hopped up and ignored Jack’s questions, bounding through the door, down the stairs, and out of the house. Tears ran down her face as she thought of how she nearly forced her friend into sex. I’m not that kind of person!

It was dark by the time she got to her place. She had stopped crying and took some solace in knowing that she didn’t do what she had wanted with Jack. I need to keep myself in line, I have to control myself and I will use the command rod responsibly. She passed her father and went upstairs. It was a little early, but she decided to get ready for bed. I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow.

She brushed her teeth and put on her nightgown. As she took off her clothes, she noticed the lack of weight in her pocket. It’s not here! She double checked but it was obvious that she had lost the command rod. Shit, shit, shit! Where could it… I dropped it at Jack’s when I tripped! She knew it was too late to head back over there. Stupid shallow pockets! She decided that she had no choice but to try tomorrow, hoping Jack didn’t find it first. Wait, what am I worried about? I can get it back whenever I want.

Relieved by the thought, she moved to her bedroom and started putting her clothes away. A hand came around her mouth, muffling her scream. “I’m going to take my hand away, don’t scream.” He slowly peeled his fingers back and turned her around. The man she saw earlier at Jack’s parent’s home watched her. “We’re going to talk and if you make too much noise then it will end badly, understand?”

He directed her to sit on the bed and he sat in her computer chair. “Where is it?”
“What are you talking about?”
He pursed his lips, nodding as he looked to the wall. “You have a black metal rod that forces people to do your bidding. Where is it?”
“How do you know?”
The man sighed deeply. “I will ask one final time. After I ask, you will tell me. If you don’t, I will get angry and I will do something bad. I sincerely don’t want to harm you, your father, or anyone else you know, but I will if I must. Now, where is it?”

Ashley was shaking, finally understanding the danger she was in. “I-I don’t know, I dropped it on my way here.”

The man nearly became upset, but instead he suddenly calmed. “I believe you. Care to ask why?” She nodded sheepishly. “If you did have the scepter then you would have tried to use it on me. I know you’re a good person, Ashley. I am here to get that rod and honestly that’s all I want. If you help me find it then I will go away without another word.” A knock interrupted their talk. The man gestured to the door as he stood. “Don’t tell him about me.”

“Just a minute!” Ashley yelled. The man quietly stepped into her closet and pulled the slatted doors closed. She stood by the clothes she had been putting away. “Come in.”

Her dad stepped in and closed the door. “How are you, honey?”
“Good.” She put her underwear into a drawer.
“You kind of stormed past me, is something wrong?”
She stopped, looking at the last shirt to be put away. Of course it goes in the closet… Along with the man who might kill us at any moment. She set it aside, “I’ll wear this tomorrow.”
“What is the matter?” She sat on the bed next to her concerned father. “Is it school?” She shook her head. “Is it a boy?”
She could feel the man’s stare from the closet. “I don’t want to talk about it now, okay?”

“Sweetie, I don’t know what’s bothering you, but I’m just trying to help.” He put his arm around her shoulder. “I think any boy would be lucky to have you.” He beamed as he looked into her eyes.

Ashley could see the bulge in his boxers. He smells amazing and his voice is so damned sexy, but it is so incredibly wrong to think of him that way. “Dad, I need to go to bed.” He moved in and planted a kiss on her lips. “Dad, we shouldn’t.”Especially with that creep in there.

Her father pulled back and stood. “Ashley, did you do the dishes tonight?”
“Uh, no, I forgot.”
“Well, I’m sorry, but I have to punish you.”

He lifted her up and turned her around. She put her elbows upon the bed as she bent down. Is he seriously going to…? He slapped her ass lightly. He hasn’t spanked me since I was kid! She braced for the next one, which was a little stronger. He continued striking her posterior repeatedly and then stopped without a word. She breathed heavily, expecting more to follow.

She felt her panties move aside and she didn’t even look back, knowing what was coming. Her father’s hot throbbing cock slipped smoothly into her damp pussy. Ashley hated herself, but it felt wonderful. As terrible as this is, I like when he takes charge.

She knew the man in the closet was getting a show, but at this point there was no way to avoid it. Her father removed her nightgown and grabbed her chest, pulling her upright. He kissed her neck and caressed her modest, perky tits. His cock slid down and popped out as he tried to thrust. She leaned forward and he guided his slippery organ back inside.

Holy shit, that’s my ass! Ashley whimpered as he pushed inside, unaware of which hole he went in. Maybe he does know, maybe he wants me to feel it in my butt. He’s so fucking sexy. Ashley gritted her teeth and fought through the pain, grunting with each slow stroke as he pinched her nipples and bit her neck.

Holding her hips in place, he brought them both down onto the bed. Springs creaked and Ashley bit her lip, enduring the cock buried deep in her ass. “Dad, be gentle!”
He thought she was being playful. “Nope, this is your punishment.” He moved his legs apart for stability and started pounding her without pity. It still hurt, but she knew he wouldn’t last long.

Breathing increased and the depth of the thrusts did as well. Soon, she could tell he was about to finish. “Stay in there.”
“I shouldn’t.”
She reached down to touch herself. “Don’t pull out, please!”

That seemed to excite him. He grumbled and moved much faster. Within seconds she felt him releasing into her ass. Her skin flushed at the thought of her father ass fucking her. Ashley had no trouble once she touched herself. She moved her hips as much as she could between the bed and her climaxing father.

“Don’t move.” Ashley pressed a finger onto her clit and pushed her hips upward. “Oh, oh, oh.” She had the most intense orgasm of her life. The aftershocks causing frequent gasps. He feels so nice buried in my butt. I love having him draped over me like a blanket. I love this.

Lying on her belly, with her dad on top of her, Ashley looked to the closet, knowing that the man still watched them. With an ass full of cum, she waited motionless until her dad lifted himself. She turned to see the embarrassment on his face. “We’ll talk about this tomorrow.” He thinks he came in my pussy. He handed her the nightgown and left.

She put her gown back on and fixed her underwear as the man reappeared. “I really believe you now. Good luck with that.” The man opened her window and closed it again as he climbed along their rooftop. I hope he doesn’t hurt Jack. What are the chances that he’ll find him before I do? She tried to put the possibilities to the back of her mind as she went to clean up.

Damaged Goods

Standard

Two weeks had passed since her encounter in the boy’s locker room. She had been terrified that she was pregnant, but her period came a few days after the encounter, so she was safe. She wanted nothing to do with those boys, but the three-way was quite an experience. She knew she had to be careful, though. I don’t want to catch something or get pregnant. She had decided to distance herself from Jake and his crew. I miss being fucked, though. I want someone to respect me in public and use me in private.

Ashley tried to recall how she had turned from a straight-A teacher’s pet into a straight-D pariah. She tried not to dwell anymore once she saw Jack walking by. She smiled and gave a nod as he answered in kind. She had spoken to him on and off for the past few days. I like him, he seems like a nice guy in spite of what happened to him. That reminded her of Jake, how he was everything but nice once she got past the facade. He was just using me and making fun of me in front of his crew. She sneered at the thought.

Jack raised an eyebrow. “What’s that look for?”
“Oh, nothing, just thinking of someone from before.”
“A boyfriend?”
“Uh, sort of. He was always a jerk to me and I finally came to my senses.”
“Well, I’m glad you got away from that asshole.” He laughed gently.
She beamed at the scrawny boy before her. Funny, I hadn’t really noticed him before; one of many that I ignored when I was in Claire’s group. I’m glad she’s gone. “Thanks, what are you up to?”
“I’ve got class, but I’m glad you’re doing better. Want to do something after school?”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know, why don’t you meet me in the computer room after the bell and we’ll figure something out then?” He’s nothing like Jake, he’s good at heart, I know it!

She agreed and they parted ways. She knew about the scandal surrounding him, too. How his parents had been using their kids in debauched ways. How he was having sex with his pregnant mother. It was gross to her, but she couldn’t judge after what she had been through. Maybe that was the reason she was drawn to him. He’s broken, just like me. I can’t do something to fuck this up. He’s the only friend I’ve got now.

She watched the clock as the day crawled by. She found him as planned and they shared small talk, chatting for a long time. The bald guy from the school district passed by in the hall. He paused as he saw them. Jack suddenly turned white. Stumbled out of his chair, he ran through the back door into the opposite hallway, leaving his backpack behind. The counselor smiled at Ashley before continuing down the hall.

Ashley gathered Jack’s knapsack and set out to find him. She looked for a solid 20 minutes before she found him by a secluded tree outside of the school.
“What was that about?” She handed him the backpack.
“Mr. Hale… I can’t be near him. He took something from me and I’m afraid he’ll do more if I go near him.”
“He’s a teacher. He won’t hurt you.”
Jack shook his head fervently. “He’s not a good man.”
“What did he take from you?”
“Uh, it was… It was a black metal stick.”
Ashley didn’t hide her confusion. “Why is that important?”
“It… It’s not, I just… It was…” He took a deep breath. “It is special to me. And remember that bruise on my cheek? He hit me with it when I tried to get it back.”

The yellowing bruise still showed as he turned his head. The bruise looked nasty a few weeks back, but was small enough to pass as an accident. Ashley had to stop herself from touching it. “Why would he do that?”

“Ashley, I’m going to tell you something and I want you to hear me out, okay?” She agreed and urged him on. “He took a metal rod, which looks basic enough, but it has the power to control people and make them to forget things.”
“What?”
“Some high school kid gave it to me before the cops picked him up.”
“Jack, I don’t believe you.” She stopped his rebuttal. “No, I believe that something happened between you two, but until you’re ready to tell me the truth then I can’t help.”

“I was skeptical at first too, but I swear it works. Please believe me!” Jack searched for what else to say, but Ashley shook her head and held up her hand.
“I’m sorry, but I have to go.” She ignored the boy’s pleas as she walked away.

At home she pondered what he had said. It is ridiculous! Why would he make up such a story? Then she tried to recall. It seemed so unbelievable, but that sneaking suspicion kept her going. Why would he lie about that? I do remember a high-school boy going to jail a few months ago. She tried to recall his name as she searched online for the story.

“A high-school senior, 18 year old Joel Thomas was arrested today, charged with statutory rape of a minor.” The article said that he was caught on camera having sex with a girl in the cafeteria. Upon questioning, the girl could not recall the ordeal. They closed the case with DNA evidence and he was sentenced to 10 years in jail.

She decided to search for the video, and sure enough, after a few minutes she found a link to a shaky 40-second phone-recorded clip. It showed the couple amidst the noisy crowd. Most of the people passed by unaware, but the phone’s camera was at just the right angle and distance to see his pants pulled down and her dress hiked up. The kids around them paid no attention and the girl spoke across the table freely. The whole situation looked normal except she was sitting on his lap with his dick in her pussy. He carefully slid her back and forth upon his lap as she chatted with a smile. She leaned forward and rested her elbows on the table, allowing him slightly more access. For the remaining few seconds of the video the camera caught a perfect view of penetration before it stopped.

Ashley sat contemplating the situation. She did another search, this time on the topic of mind control. She found numerous references to works of fiction and to true events relating to government experiments. She had trouble understanding most of it, but the fact that there was a real possibility… I actually might believe Jack. She debated the situation until she fell asleep.

The following day Ashley went out of her way to track down Jack. He tried to hurry down the hall, but she cut him off. “I believe you!”
Unable to avoid her, he finally stopped. “Why the change of heart?”
“Well, I believe you to a point.” Ashley paused. “Did you use it on me? Tell me the truth or I walk away.”
Jack set his jaw as he looked directly into her eyes. “Yes.”

Ashley nodded as she looked around. “Okay, I don’t want to know details.” She turned back to Jack. “I have some rules if I help you, got it?” Jack glanced down as he nodded. “You can’t use it on me, and you can’t use it indirectly on me either. Unless I say so, that is.”
“Okay.” He agreed. “I just want to get my parents back.”
“With all that in mind, I want you to put me back like I was before. I have to figure it out exactly, but I don’t want to be the outcast anymore.”
“Fine. Being the outcast isn’t so bad, though.”
She ignored the comment. “You said he’d kill you if you got close to him, right? What about me?”
“He’ll just control you with it.”
“Okay, I’ll figure something out.”

Later, after her classes, Ashley sat in a secluded corner of the library. She watched Ken’s office, thinking of someway to catch him off guard. Two teachers and one student went in and came out after 20-30 minutes. An older, unknown woman went in. Screaming came from the office, and after a long time she emerged. Ashley built up courage and chased the woman.

“Excuse me, how do you know Mr. Hale?”
“That asshole… Sorry, that man is my ex-husband.”
“Are you okay, I heard screaming?”
“I-I don’t want to talk about it.” The older woman turned away.
“Please! He hurt me too!”
She stopped, giving Ashley a concerned look as she sized up the situation. “All right, let’s talk.”

They stepped into an empty doorway. “Look, I just want help to get something back that he took from me. I’m afraid to confront him.”
“What is it?”
Ashley struggled for words. “Please, it’s okay, I was stupid to ask…”
“No, no, it’s okay, I’ll talk to him.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah… Oh, he’s coming!”
Ashley looked over her shoulder to see him fumbling with some papers. “Lead him in here and I’ll hide, okay?”

The woman agreed, leaning into the hall to get his attention. Ashley ducked behind a bookcase and waited. “Did you take something from a young girl, Ken?”
“What the hell are you talking about, Irene?” She shook her head, unwilling to reveal more.  He set his papers upon the empty desk. “You know, maybe I should just pound your ass again.”
“P-please, no, it still hurts.”

Ashley was disgusted as the creepy old man rubbed the frightened woman’s posterior. She could see a small outline in his right pocket. She crept forward while he was distracted, carefully moving her hand higher. Just be careful… He turned abruptly, stepping away as she missed. “What the- who the hell are you?” He stared for a moment. “You’re that girl who had her ass paddled! That boy really messed you up!” The man held up the black metal rod. “Looking for this, sweetheart?”

Ashley’s heart skipped a beat. I hope to god that I was wrong.

“Irene, I want you to do only what I tell you to until we leave this room. Pull the Girl’s pants down and paddle her ass.” He chuckled as his ex-wife followed his order. Ashley quivered as the woman bent her forward and proceeded to slap her backside relentlessly. “Maybe you’ll learn to stay out of other people’s business! Did that little shit put you up to this?”

Ashley whimpered and cried, unable to answer as the woman continued, each slap causing her to tense and attempt to evade. The woman chased her to the desk, where she carried on the strikes. Mr. Hale laughed as he undid his pants. “I guess this time I’ll take your ass instead. Irene, stop and clean me off.”

Oh, god, what have I gotten myself into? He has to be controlling her mind . I guess I should be glad he’s not controlling me. Ashley glanced back to see the man’s former wife deep throating him. She heard a popping sound as he pushed her back. She stood aside and held Ashley’s wrists as he lined up behind her. He moved her aqua-colored panties aside and nudged the tip into her tight entrance. God, this is horrible. I don’t know if it is good or bad that I’m in my own mind now!He pushed in a little more, moaning loudly. “Is that your pussy, sweetheart? It’s so fucking tight!”

“Please, I don’t want a kid.”

Ken huffed, pulling back and putting the tip into her other hole. “Fine, I won’t be a complete asshole.” He pushed forward slowly. “Mostly because your asshole is really tight, too.” He increased his pace, still giving shallow pumps. “You’re taking this pretty well.” He went deeper, causing her to squeak. “I’m about to come already.” He pulled back and slipped out, unaware that he slid back into the front hole.

Ashley panicked, muffling her scream with one hand and hitting him with the other. “Stop, it’s my pussy!”
The man grunted, as he was halfway in before he realized the difference. He pulled out and thrust into her ass, finishing as he slid deeper. Ashley cursed herself for enjoying the feeling. “You’re lucky I got out when I did! See, unlike Jack, I don’t want to get people pregnant.”

“Wh-what do you mean?”
Ken finished shooting and pulled out. “Let’s just say if the Principal has a kid, it’s not a coincidence.” He buttoned his pants. “Now-“
“Wait! Don’t make me forget! I liked it!”
He hesitated, nodding with understanding. “Okay, I won’t.” He fished out the command rod. “I want you to tell Jack what happened here.” He grinned, putting the rod back into his pocket. “And if you come around me again I will fuck your ass, but I won’t be gentle.”

Ashley pulled up her jeans and hurried out of the room. She quickly found a bathroom to clean up. That was terrible, but thankfully he didn’t command me to do anything. And he thinks putting it in my ass is a punishment… I really only halfway hated it. Crap, I have to find Jack!

Once in the hall, Ashley grabbed her supplies from her locker. She could see Jake and his cronies approaching. Not now! “Leave me alone, Jake.”
“Oh, I don’t think toilets should talk.”
“Look, if you call me one more name then I will make you regret it!” She did not care about him now.
“Piss-pot.”
She drew back and planted her knee squarely in his crotch. He let out a sad whimper as he collapsed onto the floor. His friends backed away, eyes wide. “I’m not taking your shit anymore! Leave me alone or I will fight back!” She ran, knowing that she had probably made a mistake. I don’t care! I need to find Jack!

Ashley searched, but he had left for the day. However, she did see his sister, Karen, sitting at a bench. “Hey, sorry to bother you, but do you know where Jack is?”
The girl with the visible baby bump beamed. “Yeah, he’s at his Aunt and Uncle’s place. We’re staying there for now… I can walk you there if you’d like.”
Ashley didn’t know why she was in such a rush, but she tried to relax. “Thanks, that would be nice.”

Karen gathered her satchel and they set out. “It’s only about five minutes away. So, are you two together?”
“Oh, no, we-we’re not a couple…”

Karen nodded. They continued quietly for a minute before Ashley built up the courage to say something. “Sorry about your parents. I don’t know what happened, but it still isn’t right that you can’t be with them.”

Karen turned to her, watching her as they walked. “Thank you.” She took another pause before nodding and continuing. “It’s true, but they never forced us. I was the one that actually started it with Dad, and Jack… I don’t know for sure. I just wish I could undo it.”

“I wish I could change a few things, but we just have to go from here.”
“Yeah, you’re right I guess.” They came to the door and went inside.

Jack looked up from his homework with a small smile as he noticed Ashley. Ashley had an overwhelming urge to blurt out how Mr. Hale had put it in her ass, but she stifled it for the moment. “Jack, I’m here to help with your homework.”

Understanding, he gathered his papers and they went upstairs. Ashley closed the door behind her. “I tried to take it while he was spanking his Ex-Wife, but he caught me. He made her spank me. And then he stuck it in my ass, Jack! He slipped into my pussy too, and nearly got me pregnant, but he pulled it out and put it back in my butt as he finished.”

Jack looked pale. “I’m sorry, Ashley.” They sat on the edge of his bed.
“He also told me about how you had sex with the Principal. I’m not going to say anything, but I think I need to know… Did you ever… You know… Do it with me?”
Jack’s expression suddenly tensed as he nodded. “I… only put it in your butt, though.”
Ashley couldn’t hide the distress. “When and where?”
“The School’s bathroom, a few months ago.”

Ashley tried to recall. The only notable memory she had from a few months ago was the last argument she had with her so-called friends… “Oh my god, did we do it in front of Claire?”
“Sort of.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“Well, we were in the stall when they came in and I commanded you to speak your mind.”

Feeling her face flush, Ashley was at a loss for words. He’s the whole reason that I’m an outcast! “You asshole! You turned me into this!”

“I’m sorry, I know it was wrong, but I helped you to tell them the truth!”
“You helped me by taking away all of my friends? What else did you do to me? Wait, stop, I don’t want to know!” Ashley stormed through the door and down the stairs. She had her hand on the doorknob when she saw the detestable jock sitting with his arm around Karen as they watched television. “Jake?”

He looked alarmed. “Ashley?”
Karen looked without concern. “You two know each other?”