The Protector

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They were bent forward, trapped in two wooden pillories, facing one another. Madison was gagged while Lilly was free to speak. Both girls had their arms and head restrained while being naked and exposed to the masked woman behind them. The tall woman walked between them, wearing blue robes and a gray masquerade mask that had colorful designs on the forehead and chin. Lilly recognized her scent.

“You will decide who takes the following four punishments, understand?” Lilly nodded. The woman grabbed a platter from the nearby table and unveiled a thick double headed dildo. “Who gets it?” There was a short pause while Lilly contemplated. “I will,” she conceded, watching the girl until she walked out of her view.

The woman slipped the toy beneath her mask, using her mouth to lubricate it. Once prepared she opened Lilly’s ass and poked the tip inside. She didn’t give her much time to acclimate, pushing it in spite of the girl’s pained protest. She worked it deeper and deeper, turning it to work past any hang-ups. Lilly tilted and moved her hind quarter, trying to lessen the discomfort as the woman nudged the last portion inside.

“You just took 12 inches up your butt.” The masked woman moved aside, standing between them once again while holding a wide wooden paddle. Her large chest looked immaculate in the warm light. Her older skin was well maintained, looking smooth and enticing.

“Madison.” Lilly answered the unspoken question.

The dominant woman circled behind the nervous pregnant woman, building tension as she waited. “Ten.” She raised the paddle and swatted the girl with slow, deliberate strikes, counting off each one. Madison’s pleasant demeanor showed utter anguish. She let out muffled screams as the woman paddled her. Her fat bottom squished and rippled against the unmoving board. Her hands opened and closed, unable to do anything against the assault. The count finally hit ten and the woman sat the tool down to grab another toy.

Madison sobbed quietly as the woman held a ridiculously thick dildo in her hands. “2 inches thick, 7 inches long: short but sweet.”
“Me.” Lilly said despondently.

The woman took a fabric strap from the table as she moved around. She sucked on the massive dildo, getting it nice and wet before bringing it between Lilly’s legs. She eased it in, going more carefully as it parted the restrained woman. She smirked as she continued, feeling the resistance lessen as she pumped it slowly deeper. Without warning she forced the last inch of the toy inside, strapping it into place around her hips.

The toy’s balls were pressed firmly against her damp clit and Lilly bucked wildly as she came to embrace the pain. She moaned loudly as she quaked with orgasm. Her body went limp for a moment, pulling against her bonds before she raised again. She whimpered as the pain overwhelmed her. The dildo in her ass shot out almost entirely, but the overseer caught it and relentlessly stuffed it back inside.

Once assured it was being held, the woman took the paddle again. “Final punishment, 15.”
Madison sobbed loudly, her hanging breasts and belly shook as she pulled at her restraints. Behind the gag she was clearly begging. Lilly blinked away tears as she agreed to the final punishment. The busty woman with highlighted hair smirked in a familiar way, swatting once without warning.

The dildo started to slide out again as she recoiled from the pain. The next swat came at just the right angle to force the toy back inside. It sent a shooting pain through her belly, momentarily causing a visible bulge. She yelped as the next four came in quick succession. There was a long pause before the next one, giving her a moment to prepare. The seventh swat felt worse by far, as her springy ass was red and swollen from the strikes. She made it through three more before another lull came and she pulled away, gasping and unable to speak from the torment.

Again, the unrestrained dildo in her ass started to slide out, but the woman caught it midway, holding it in place as she gave the last swats of the paddle. The first one didn’t connect with her ass as it pushed the double-dildo inside and the second barely touched, but the third hit her sore ass hard. The toy didn’t go in fully, however, and as it pushed out she hit with another strike. Lilly was trying to stand, but the hits were unavoidable. She wept as the final strike hit her tensed ass, cracking the wooden paddle as it sent a shockwave along her meaty rump.

She was finally able to let the long toy in her ass fall to the ground. The woman undid the straps on the other dildo, slipping it out slowly. Unexpectedly, Lilly bucked and cooed with delight as the large intruder exited. The woman opened the pillories and the two tortured women embraced, hugging tightly around Madison’s pregnant belly. Lilly was weeping openly as Madison rubbed her back.

She observed the others as they ate. Keira was still distant after her last group of visitors, Gina was aloof and gaining weight, and Traci was sullen and quiet. The mood had grown darker over the past few weeks, but this was fairly common. Things ramp up for a few weeks before things return to normal. Usually one or two girls get replaced in that time too. She had seen it happen multiple times, but she made sure to keep quiet and do whatever she needed to keep the focus away from her.

Her younger sister was the biggest problem now. Katja knew they would use her in an attempt to break her guard down. She tried very hard to keep distance, but they weren’t oblivious to their bond. After dinner they prepared for the next event. They didn’t say much about it, but as usual she had to clean herself out beforehand.

They gathered around a collection of padded mats sprawling through the room, with a white line denoting the edge of the ring in the center. The nine women knelt beyond the edge, awaiting further instruction. The Master stood back, walking casually around the circle of naked beauties. “Taryn, Willa, Nika, Katja, and… Molly.” They stood uncertainly. The butlers directed the selected women to the unused section of the room where multiple pipes and hoses lead from the cement walls.

They inserted the hoses into their behinds, filling at a reasonable pace. While they prepared Traci was chosen to please them one by one. Begrudgingly, the dusky eyed brunette came over and laid upon her back, moving Willa atop her. She spread the girl and buried her face between Willa’s creamy thighs. Her puffy tits bounced as she squatted above the submissive woman. Traci was experienced, grabbing her pliable ass as she explored with her tongue.

Willa watched the woman’s body squirming beneath her. She gave a toothy grin as she leaned ahead, stabilizing herself as she enjoyed the oral stimulation. It wasn’t long before her smile grew, showing an exuberance no other woman here could match. She pressed down, causing Traci squeeze tighter, trying desperately to finish her while being partially smothered. Willa closed her eyes, working her unblemished body atop the trapped girl. She gasped quietly, finishing with little fanfare before leaning back, allowing Traci to slide out and catch her breath.

The filling women had expansive bellies already as Traci crawled beneath Nika. She directed Taryn and Katja closer as well, directing them to her fingers. Nika climbed onto her face and immediately enjoyed herself. Taryn was also loving the woman’s fingers searching her privates, moaning as she went to her knees, working her hips as Traci fingered her. Katja, however, wanted more. They all filled as she worked, growing broader with each passing minute.

Taryn’s tiny ass shook as the girl worked her fingers fervently. Her outward facing breasts wobbled pleasingly, drawing Katja’s gaze for a time. Taryn blushed, her soft lips pulling into a contented smile as she lifted off of the fingers, touching her crotch as her filled belly shifted. She’s trying not to cum. Traci figured that out as well, reinserting her two fingers and touching her g-spot. Gasping with surprise, Taryn fell forward onto her hands, trembling with a real orgasm. Her tense face quickly changed to discomfort as she got up awkwardly and stepped back from the group.

Katja turned her attention to her younger sibling. Little Nika, I remember when you played Cosmonaut with your friends, wishing one day you’d be on the moon. She stared wistfully at her sister’s slim body being filled with water. That goofy grin when you get excited. I’ll always see the little girl no matter what you do. Nika went to her knees, pressing her expanded stomach onto the bottom woman, her ass growing taut as she focused. She also went quiet as she came, shaping her kissable lips into an O as she breathed quickly.

Katja required more than a few fingers to finish and she reached down, clumping the other girl’s fingers together tightly. She relaxed as she guided the girl’s closed hand inside her excited opening. It was tight, but she knew what her body needed. I need to cum so we can stop filling. The longer I take the more everyone suffers. She took hold of the girl’s wrist and pushed it deeper. Confused, Traci finally started pushing on her own, slipping her extended fingers inside, past the knuckles and finally past the fist. With her whole hand inside, she turned it and rubbed the front wall, making Katja lean back and squirt onto the floor. Her huge belly rose and fell as she pulled off of the woman’s fist carefully.

Sweaty and irritated, Traci got up and stomped to Molly. The blonde with average beauty and perky tits held her inflated belly as it rested between her parted legs. Traci nudged the girl onto her back dropping down and quickly pressing her face into the shaven mound. The blonde’s prominent nose twitched as she gave a half smile. She seemed surprised at how enjoyable the feeling was, placing her spread palms against the hard floor as she moaned. She let out a low whimper as her arms shook rigidly.

With wild hair and a glistening face, Traci went back to the spectators and found a spot to sit. The butlers stopped the flow as the girls recovered from their orgasms. Handing out thick butt-plugs to help them retain their burdens. Oh no, there is more! The girl’s tried to hide their anguish as they rejoined the others, sitting upon their knees, making sure their bellies didn’t sit inside the ring.

“Willa and Taryn,” The Master called out.

Both girls got back up with help from the other, unfilled women. They stumbled into the ring, moving stiffly and breathing heavily. They were sweating as they put their hands upon their hips, fighting through cramps as they waited for instruction.

“You two must wrestle the other out of the ring. The first one to breach the edge is out.” He paused as they leaned down like sumo wrestlers. “Go.”

They gracelessly charged ahead, leaning against one another as they tried to push the other. They stepped with care, both trying to be cautious as they grappled each other’s inflated bodies. Taryn was clearly weaker, but Willa was afraid to press with all of her weight. They ran their hands along one another’s bodies, with Willa squeezing Taryn’s large bosom, and Taryn grabbing her round belly in response. Finally Willa pushed forward, toppling her opponent onto the mat, sandwiching their bellies between them. Willa rolled aside as they both grumbled loudly in torment.

“Julie, you get Taryn. I think she needs more.” The older woman’s freckled face dimpled with a smile as the butlers brought the girl back to the fill area. Julie brought her onto her hands and knees, popping the plug out and reinserting the hose, filling her even more as she complained quietly.

“Willa versus Katja.” Katja arose to meet the drained girl, who still reeled from the fall. Shit, he’s going to punish Nika if I don’t win. He signaled to begin and laughed as the Russian quickly launched Willa aside, making her groan pitifully. “That was quick. Keira lay on her for a while.”

They brought Willa to an unused section of the mat and laid her down. The chubby girl carefully moved over and laid upon her, spreading her victim’s arms and legs as she mashed her belly yet again. Willa whined, but Keira silenced her with a sensual kiss, muffling her.

“Katja and Molly.”

Katja stood weakly, fighting back the urge to surrender immediately. She was aching with cramps and any movement was unpleasant, though Molly wasn’t faring much better. The attractive blonde girl wasn’t involved in games like this often. She was known to be pampered by The Master and rarely involved in the events.

She looked so very sad as she carried her overfilled stomach, stepping into the ring with uncertainty. “Please go easy, I’ll let you win.” The mascara beneath her eyes was smeared and her expression was sullen. They began and as promised Molly waited in place, showing no initiative. Katja walked over and embraced her gently, walking the grunting woman out of bounds. Thank god, I hurt all over.

The master gave a deep sigh of disappointment. “Gina, show Molly what we do with poor sports.” Gina stood lazily. The heavy-set woman’s face was all that remained unchanged of her once toned body. Her heavily tattooed body was getting bigger by the week and she even had a notable belly covering her privates. She looked pregnant, but Katja knew better. Nobody gets pregnant here. She tried not to think about the implication. Gina still walked with energy, but it was obvious getting up or down was becoming more taxing.

Molly’s lip quivered before she burst into tears, begging not to be punished. The butlers urged her over to the hoses where Gina waited. Once there, Gina removed her plug, and replaced it with the used nozzle. Molly whined annoyingly loud, still begging as The Master directed another hose to be inserted.

Gina impassively grabbed a second tube and worked it into the bawling girl’s backdoor. She switched both on with a high flow, showing limited emotion as the girl yelled with misery. Meanwhile Taryn continued to accept the lower flow of water as the first punishment. Her wide, caring face was twisted in woe, as her belly was far grander than she could hold, fully resting upon the floor.

Keira was still lying upon Willa, kissing her intently as they ignored the others. Willa was surely still feeling the pressure from her rotund friend, but she seemed content. Willa must enjoy Keira’s attention, I wonder if those two have a thing. I wonder if Taryn is involved too. Katja turned to see The Master watching her sister with an assured smile.

“The final matchup. Katja and Nika.” The sisters came together in the circle, sharing a knowing glance as the man continued. “Traci gets the loser. Make it a good match or she gets you both all night.” He grinned. “Go!”

Katja leaned down, feeling her bush dripping with excitement. I’ve held the water for so long I’m starting to like it. My damned body is enjoying the pain! Her upturned breasts bouncing as she stepped closer to her sister. They put their arms out, pressing their hands together, leaning forward and pushing weakly against one another.

“Don’t hold back, Nika!”
“You don’t either!” Their arms rolled aside and their bellies hit forcefully, causing both of them to stumble and grab their full midsections. They grabbed each other’s hands again, circling as they prepared for the next move.
“I was always stronger than you, little sister!” Katja pushed with all her might, watching Nika’s arms move backward slowly. I just have to rile her up a little bit.
“But I was always more cunning!” Nika lifted her knee awkwardly, hitting Katja lightly in her full belly.

The sisters toppled, landing on their sides, facing one another in the center of the ring. Nika had a youthful determination as she pulled her heavy frame onto Katja, but they were too bulky and she immediately rolled to the other side. They both groaned as they lay there. The longer we take the more the others suffer. We have to end this, but I can’t look like I gave up and I can’t let her lose. Katja arose with great care, pulling back as her sister also clambered to her feet.

It was humiliating to feel how wet she was between her legs and she felt a droplet fall as she shifted her mass. What if he punishes her anyway? He’s going to fuck us both somehow, I know how this works! Maybe I should be the one to win. Nika charged ahead. Katja easily stepped aside, but Nika grabbed her side and spun them around with a loud grunt. They both stepped on the edge of the circle, but Katja pulled them back to the center. Fuck, I don’t know what to do!

Nika stomped ahead again, but she came with more control this time. They both wrapped their arms around one another, pulling each other side to side as they danced clumsily around the ring. Katja leaned ahead, pressing her boobs and stomach flat against her siblings, trying to force her backwards. Nika was losing ground when she shot a hand lower, tickling her sister’s slit.

Katja gasped embarrassingly, using both hands to pull on her sister’s arm. “No!” She whispered urgently.
Nika watched with a confident grin as she slipped a few fingers inside. “Too much for you sister?” She giggled as she gained ground. Nika followed along, four fingers deep, working Katja’s hole vigorously.

Katja held her opponents arm weakly, unable to focus. Suddenly her inflated, weakened body twitched violently, buckling beneath the weight as she squirted multiple streams onto the mat. She squatted low and Nika took the opportunity to roll her back and out of the ring as she continued squirting into the air.

The Master clapped, pleased with the performance. He signaled to stop the punishments for the three losers. Willa was relieved, holding her stomach as she lay beside Keira, gripping her hand tightly. Taryn was on her hands and knees now, gritting her teeth as she dealt with the cramps and moving air in her heavily filled belly, looking larger than most pregnant women.

Finally, Molly sobbed quietly as the water flow stopped, wiping tears away as she lay on her side. Her incredible belly flowed along the ground, making her unable to move. Her round breasts were parted slightly from the inflated tummy and her legs were unable to close fully. She looked like one of the women in the news a few years back. It was a wonder she could take that much.

“Traci, you get to fuck Katja. Nika, you get to fuck Traci. Everyone else can empty.” The butler’s brought out two strap-on dildos as the other filled girls had their plugs removed, erupting like geysers onto the cement floors. The other women watched casually as Traci outfitted herself and Nika with lubricated cocks before getting into place. Katja went low on her belly, pressing it against the mat as Traci mounted her.

Her calm demeanor faded as her punisher yanked the plug from her ass. Some water escaped, spraying with force before she quickly replaced it with her pink dildo.  Traci pressed it in firmly before she leaned down and spread her own ass. Katja dripped excitedly as they awaited the victor. Nika shuffled on her knees, tilting back to guide the toy into the disgruntled woman in the center.

Traci gasped with surprise, reaching back to slap the girl’s water-logged frame. Nika pushed with all her weight, pinning the distressed woman between them. Traci gave high pitched yelps as Nika fucked her, and in turn fucked Katja. The blonde on the bottom took the encounter with closed eyes, her full face hiding most of her emotion as she rested on her elbows.

Traci held onto Katja’s shoulders, pinned beneath the girl’s expansive belly and unable to move on her own. She was being punished too, having the dildo slamming into her ass relentlessly as she was crushed between the inflated sisters. She wasn’t accustomed to her lack of power and she still believed she would regain her status somehow.

On top, Nika was trying hard to cum, but she didn’t enjoy the sensation like her sister did. She pumped hard, knowing the sooner she finished the sooner they could empty. It was difficult to focus as the water sloshed inside her, her belly rolling upon Traci’s back. She also kept hearing Molly’s loud sobbing, distracting her again and again. She pushed up slightly, feeling pressure on her pelvic bone, and finally she was approaching the finish. Traci yelped and soon after Katja gave a low moan as she trembled.

Nika grinned, her tight breasts jiggling as she set her mind and enjoyed the pressure of the toy. She fucked them both for a long while before she finally tensed with a subdued orgasm. She felt all the pain return and she quickly pushed off of the pile, running to her room. The Master laughed as Traci peeled herself away, glistening with sweat as she huffed angrily.

Katja let a little water out, but she found some hidden willpower to hold it in. Taryn helped her to her feet. She still had a notable belly, but it was nothing like before. She thanked her housemate for the assistance, walking arm in arm back to their rooms. Nika was always the cunning one.

Frustrations

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A week had passed – shortly after Karen had her son, Betty had a daughter. Jack knew that they were both his children, but he had commanded everyone else to think they belonged to Jake and Hank respectively. He commanded the babies not to cry on multiple occasions, but it didn’t seem to affect them for some reason. Sleep was in short supply for the family, but he made sure to get enough for himself. He reasoned that he might do something stupid with the command rod if he wasn’t well rested.

They were all thankfully done with school and even Ashley passed in spite of her concerns. Jack punished Adam for forcing something up his sister’s ass and now he was completely out of the picture. All things considered, Jack was happy for his growing family. He was also pleased with his new job and the new camera he had received from the art broker. He knocked on the door, ready to take some adult photos of his next model.

The notably pregnant Asian woman answered the door with mixed emotions. “Jack?”
He touched the command rod. “Tell me, is your husband or son home?”
“No, they went out.”
“Good, let me come in to take a few photos of you.”
Principal Hyun brought him inside and past the living room where the social worker sat waiting. Alma was as surprised as he was. “Mr. Olsen, what are you doing here?”
“Uh,” He fumbled for the rod in his pocket. “Tell me what you are doing here.”
“I’m investigating your case again. Something isn’t right about my memory and Jeanette found a video.”
Mrs. Hyun gasped. “I don’t know what she is talking about, she just asked-“
“Alma, imagine that Jeanette got a call she had to take and you agreed to come back another day.” He waited for the woman to gather her papers and leave before he gave another command. The principal pleaded with her not to go, but she already had her mind set. “Jeanette, show me the video and tell me how you got it.”

She showed him the video Ken Hale had taken, showing her being inflated and fucked. She explained how Irene had come to possess it and how Alma had been building a new case against him. Alma was being far more careful this time, as she was worried something unexpected might happen. Jack touched the command rod, feeling comforted by the cool metal. “I’m here to take some photos that I’m going to sell. Do what I say and forget I was here when I leave.”

He searched through her wardrobe, finding sexy attire that was too small for her pregnant frame. He watched her strip down and slide into the black evening dress. It sat very high and only went down to her knees, but it worked. She looked huge and Jack knew that is what the buyer wanted. Her fuller breasts looked amazing in such a tight outfit. Jack snapped many photos as she sexily posed in any manner he wanted. Before she stripped again, he stepped away, deciding to make this shoot a little more exciting.

He returned a few minutes later holding the same garden hose from the recorded encounter. “Put this up your butt.”
“I don’t know, will it hurt the baby?”
“It will be fine, I cleaned it and lubed it too.”
She hesitantly lifted her dress and inserted the nozzle up her ass. At his word, she turned it on, gasping as the sudden blast of water moved through her. Jack proceeded to take more photos as she filled. The petite Asian woman tried to smile as her belly rumbled, filling with air and water. Jack directed her into different poses showing off her pregnant curves. Her belly grew, pulling the dress even tighter. Jack finally allowed her to remove her clothes, grinning as the woman rushed to remove the garment.

Jeanette grunted as she tried to pull the stretched dress over her head. “I can’t get it off!” Jack loved the concern, as he continued snapping pictures with the expensive camera. “Jack, please, it’s too tight!” He watched as the skin tight dress grew smaller over her expanding belly. I know it’s cruel, but she was conspiring with that damned social worker, so she deserves to be punished. Jeanette laid back on the bed, giving him a wonderful view of the hose snaking up into her ass. Her belly pushed the cloth to its breaking point.

There was an audible rip, which allowed her to wrestle free of her constricting dress, breathing heavily as she lay back. Jack moved closer, continuing to photograph her. She covered her face with embarrassment before he commanded her to move her arms aside. She was obviously in pain, her face tightening and showing numerous emotions as she fought to be calm for the camera.

A noise caught Jack’s attention. He looked up to see Alma peering in from the side window. Her eyes widened as she dashed away. Jack bolted out the front door and saw her frantically trying to unlock her car door. He jogged closer and ordered her to stop right as she got the door open.
“Go back inside.” He followed her across the street, making sure no one was watching. “You’re quite the nosy bitch, aren’t you?”
“I don’t know what you’re doing but it has to stop!”
He laughed as they stepped indoors. “I’ll show you exactly what I’m doing.”
“Don’t hurt me – just stop hurting us, please!”
“I’m not, we’re just having some fun.” He opened the door, revealing Mrs. Hyun lying on her back with the hose still jammed up her ass, pushing her belly high into the air. Jack knew that he had to get through to this unrelenting woman or she may never give up. “I want you to remember this and remember that I can make people do things. I can make you do things if I have to.” He could see her lower lip tremble. “I want you to make sure no one pursues this case and we don’t have any lasting trouble from this.”

He unzipped his pants and stepped between his principal’s spread legs. He stopped the flow of water, but left the hose in place. He eased his cock into her warm, wet slit, making sure Alma was still watching. She was horrified, and Jack felt bad for a moment, but then recalled how she was trying to ruin his family. He pumped the sprawled woman, wrapping his arms around her large stomach, feeling something move inside. He wasn’t sure if it was the baby or the water, but it felt strange. He picked up speed and soon he finished in her trembling pussy. Mrs. Hyun was moaning in a very unbecoming way, but Jack left her to finish by herself. She fumbled to touch herself as they both watched. She was frantic as she finally pressed a finger into her clit, rocking as orgasm took hold.

“Remember to leave me alone or this might happen to you – now go.” He wondered if he had gone too far as Alma hastily grabbed for the handle before rushing outside. He made Jeanette delete the video and forget about them once again before he allowed her to empty. “Don’t meet with Alma anymore, you’ve moved past the situation. You think I’m innocent.”

Her eyes kept drifting shut as she watched their new children suckling upon her breasts. Brooke was her daughter and Dylan was Karen’s son. Hank and Karen went to buy groceries, leaving Betty to care for their new children for a few hours. The three parents had spent all of their waking hours caring for the new family members. Jack helped some, but he was constantly out taking photos and doing things with his girlfriend. Ashley seemed nice enough, but Betty wondered if she would ever be accepting of their ‘open’ lifestyle. She thought back to the days before, when they were a normal family, and how quickly the changes happened. I still think it is weird, but everyone else is happy with it and at least Karen’s child is being raised in a loving environment. She knew Karen had endured ridicule at school, but she had stepped up to be responsible as a parent.

Betty laid upon the couch, entirely naked as usual, and she knew that most outsiders wouldn’t understand them. They had nearly lost Karen and Jack and she knew it was wrong to continue, but logic had gone out the door long ago. It was hard for her to see her husband constantly fucking her daughter, but she finally realized how close and connected they all were. Ashley might fit with us, but we have to be careful. I hope Adam is finally out of the picture too. Jack said that Jake had gotten rid of that recording, but she wondered if he might come back too. He hates Karen, but kids always make the problems more complex. For now, however, she was thankful for what she had. We’ll figure this out somehow.

Betty gently laid back, resting both babies upon her chest and belly. She still retained some weight, but Karen showed so much more – she had filled out after having her child and it mostly went to her butt. Her boobs are still big due to the milk, but that ass is amazing now. Betty smirked at the thought. I don’t think Jack has been giving her any attention since having the kids, I might have to step in. Betty’s eyes drifted closed for only a moment when she heard a noise.

With his pants on the floor, Jake moved in between her open legs. His hard cock was warm as it grazed her inner thigh. “Jake, what are you doing?” She asked in a perplexed whisper.
He put a finger up to his lips. “Don’t disturb the children.” He eased his cock into her surprisingly excited pussy. It felt amazing as the two babies drank from her nipples.
I must have fallen asleep for a minute. Why is he even here?
“I got rid of the video, so you’re safe. I just came to see my boy, but I couldn’t help myself.” He spoke softly with cautious movements. She was at a loss for words as Jake had sex with her. The babies didn’t seem to mind as his motions rocked them.

“Wh-why are you doing this to me?”
He grinned. “Want me to stop?”
“Yes!” She whispered harshly.
“Come on, I’m almost done. Just let me do this and I’ll leave.”
“Really?” She said, astounded by his audacity. He wasn’t going to wait for an answer, she could tell – he was about to finish. “Jesus, don’t cum in me!”
He slowed, giving a long sigh. “Fine.” He reached down as he slipped out, redirecting his cock into her lower hole. Betty drew a sharp breath as his wet cock spread her ass. She looked to the ceiling, trying to calm herself mentally. She closed her eyes tightly, groaning softly, trying not to disturb her children. Jake took this as acceptance, pushing in to the hilt. Once in entirely, he hit a spot that caused a tight sensation, causing her to tense and edge back with another muffled noise. Jake took full control, pounding her deeply.

Betty put the pain to the back of her mind as she fought to balance the two children upon her bouncing breasts. The kids had become detached, crying for more milk. He smiled at her as he shot into her butt. Jake reached down and directed her tits back into their mouths one at a time.
“Satisfied?” She growled.
“I need to go.”
“Then go! I’m not stopping you!”

It was too late when she realized what he meant. She could feel the hot liquid pouring into her raised posterior. Jake’s mouth hung open as he emptied his bladder into her ass.

“What the hell are you doing?!”
“Ugh, just, hold on…”
“Stop!”
“I can’t! I’m almost done.”

She grumbled, having to stay in place so none spilled onto the couch. The children were content as she felt the natural enema filling her belly. She was astounded that they boy had so much saved up. Her belly gurgled, raising slightly as she lay there. Jake carefully pulled out, stepping to the kitchen to clean up. Betty tensed as best she could, trying desperately not to leak. “Help, I can’t hold it! Bring me something!”

Jake spent a couple of minutes, running water a few times. She whimpered, feeling her strength faltering as time passed. She put her leg over the top of the couch, keeping her hips raised, having gravity assist her. She was nearly at her limit when Jake returned with an orange.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
He used some lotion from the nearby table. “I’m going to plug you up.”
She shook her head despondently as Jake brought the object low and pushed it in between her raised ass cheeks. “No, I can’t!”
He ignored her pleas, using no restraint as he forced her apart. Not a drop spilled as the large orb passed into her rump. Her stomach growled as she tried not to move. Jake looked to her eyes without care and slapped her wet pussy lightly. She closed her legs, pinching her lips as she rolled side to side, keeping a firm grasp on her attached children. The orange slid deeper from all of the lubrication, parting her painfully from the inside. Jake stood, smiling at the scene. “Thanks for the fuck and thanks for saving me a trip to the bathroom.”

“You- you can’t leave me like this!”
He shrugged. “Sure I can.”

Once the door closed, she attempted to sit up; she was weak and sore, however, and was too afraid to drop the children. She tried to roll off of the couch, but again she felt it was too risky. Her stomach made many noises, cramping multiple times as she waited, hoping Hank and Karen would return soon. Her ass was extremely sore, and she felt like the orange might slip out at any moment, but it was far enough in to stay until she actually pushed. He pussy glistened, and she was ashamed to say that she wanted release in that sense more than any other.

Hearing the door, she was relieved to see Hank step into the room. Karen stripped off her clothes as she walked closer, lifting little Dylan from her mother’s bosom.  He cried until she allowed him to attach to her breast. “Can you take Brooke too? I need Hank.”
Her husband gave Karen an uncertain look. She nodded, “it’s fine, just do me next, okay?”

Hank unbuckled his pants and pulled out his cock. Betty opened her legs as he lowered himself onto the couch. He slipped into her warm, moist pussy and Betty gasped with pure ecstasy. “It’s so wet down there!”
“Don’t you dare shoot in there, Dad, we don’t need more kids around here… yet.” Karen giggled from the nearby chair as she continued feeding the children.
Betty gasped as she subtly rocked her hips upon him, feeling climax getting closer.
“Honey, honey, give me a second.” Hank was obviously unprepared for such an amazing sensation. He fought to hold out as she grinded upon him. He told her to stop once again, but she couldn’t stop herself, being seconds away from cumming. Without warning, he pulled out with an agitated grunt.

“Back in! Get back in!” Betty shouted as she humped the air. Hank looked down, lining up and shoving himself back in to her ass. “Not the ass! Wait!” He paused at the blockage before ramming hard. His cock wiggled in her full asshole, adding to the mixture she held. Betty was more than frustrated at her ruined orgasm, feeling the pleasure fade away as the pain returned with full force. “Why would you do that?! Ask first next time!”

“Where did you expect him to go? He had to finish somewhere and you told him to go back in.” Karen interjected.
Hank gave her a quick peck on the lips. “Sorry, honey, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine.” Betty carefully got to her feet and went upstairs to the bathroom, accepting that no pleasure would come from this experience. I’ll just have to wait for Jack to get home. She trembled, forcing the fruit free, and began the emptying process.

“Mr. Olsen?” He closed the door as he entered and Jack could see her surprise.
“Alma, do you mind if I call you Alma?”
“Mr. Olsen, what is this about?” The woman looked tired and guarded, combing through stacks of papers with a box fan blowing beside her. The slight bags under her eyes and thicker glasses showed she was not concerned with appearance, but she was pretty in spite of it. Her teal, V-neck blouse showed just a hint of cleavage, but the bra beneath kept her sizable breasts in check. She was a sexy, chubby girl next door. She doesn’t seem very scared. I might have been right to pay her another visit; I knew she would be stubborn. Her phone buzzed before her boss called over the intercom. “Alma, I need to see you in my office now, please.” The woman didn’t wait for a response. Jack commanded her to ignore the request as he sat his backpack upon the floor and removed a clear plastic jug filled with water.

“Please I haven’t forgotten I’m just trying to move-“
“Act as if I’m not here” He pulled out a Higginson syringe, a long rubber tube with a bulbous center, and sat it on her desk. He commanded her ignore the tube and bottle before he slipped her jeans down to her ankles and inserted the saliva-lubricated tip. He fed the hose through the open backed chair, into her ass, and put the other end into the water jug. He pulled it close before he slid under the desk. He gave it a firm squeeze, but she barely moved. Disappointed, he gave it five more quick pumps. She tensed, leaning forward as she groaned.

Her untrimmed pussy glistened with excitement as he delivered a few more blasts. Alma’s breasts looked even larger from beneath the desk and Jack couldn’t resist giving one a good squeeze. She put her hand upon his and another upon her belly. “What is going on?” she asked aloud, unaware of his trickery. She looked at her exposed legs with confusion as he continued filling her. The water dipped below the halfway point and her stomach puffed out. The stocky woman glanced out of the windows behind her before shifting lower in her chair to touch herself. He put his hand over her vagina, blocking her from finding release.

She put her hands back upon the desk, fidgeting as she tried to ignore the sensation. Sweating and breathing quickly, the Alma blinked rapidly, unsure of the unexpected sensations. The first bottle made a sucking sound as it drew air into the unaware woman. Her face tensed as she tried to write, pausing to hold her expanded belly. Jack was impressed she held it all so effortlessly, deciding to reward her with another bottle from the backpack. He unscrewed the cap and began pumping more fluid into her ass. Alma breathed to relax, struggling to hide her discomfort. She tried to touch herself, but he blocked her once again, adding to her annoyance.

A knock came – she frantically tried to pull her pants up, but Jack was kneeling on them. The door opened and closed. Jack peered below the enclosed desk to see the woman’s thick ankles. “I see another inconclusive report, Alma, what am I to make of this?”
“I-“ Her stomach toiled as Jack continued pumping with full, slow squeezes of the bulb.
“Alma, the Olsen case could bite us in the ass. I’m taking you off this case unless you tell me right now what you saw!”
Jack hesitated as she responded. “I didn’t see anything; the cops just saw them naked.” She shook her head. “They’re just nudists.”
“Seriously?” Jack couldn’t tell if the woman’s tone was confused or irritated.
“I don’t know what you want from me. I can’t give you anything more than that and that is what I saw!” Alma sounded as if she might break down at any moment.
There was a long pause before Jack decided to intervene. “What’s her name, Alma?”
“Ruth.”

Alma tensed as Ruth stomped around the desk. “What the-“
“Ruth, I want you to accept Alma’s answers; close the Olsen case and forget everything else that happened in this room once you leave. But first, I want you to do whatever I say until you exit this room.” He got out from beneath the desk, injecting the remainder of the water into Alma’s rump. He gave a few extra pumps of air, just to see her squirm. “Don’t let any out until I say you can.”

“You’re sick, Alma.” Ruth sneered as she judged the situation.
“I-I don’t understand what is going on with me.” Alma held her stomach, swaying in her seat, her bare pussy still damp with arousal. He plucked the tube from her ass, enjoying her agony as she tightened her cheeks, trying not to spill.
Jack grinned as he thought. “She’s holding an enema and she’s all yours, Ruth. Punish her and make her beg for release, but don’t let that stop you from having fun.”

Ruth’s expression changed from revulsion to determination. She stepped closer and hoisted Alma to her feet, pushing the chair aside. Ruth was stronger than expected as she pushed the woman with an inflated belly onto the desk. Alma whimpered as Ruth prepared her, kicking her pants off of her ankles. The bigger woman drew back and slammed her open hand against Alma’s exposed ass. She gasped, unable to let out much noise due to the pain. Jack commanded her to keep quiet as Ruth landed blow after blow, turning the woman’s ass cherry red from the swats.

Alma was gasping as Ruth halted, spinning the pained woman over onto her back. Ruth yanked her shirt high, exposing her distended belly and large black bra. At Jack’s command, Ruth grabbed ahold of the undergarment and ripped it apart with all of her might. Alma’s enormous breasts spilled free as her torn bra fell to either side. Ruth grinned as she bent down and forcefully latched on to one of Alma’s hefty tits.

Jack enjoyed Alma’s pained and horrified expression as her boss manhandled her. He pulled the large woman’s pants down to her knees. She let Alma’s tit fall from her lips. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“She got the water, you get the air.” He popped the nozzle into her wide ass, causing her to jump upright. He pumped as fast as he could. “Take it.”
Ruth grit her teeth and grabbed Alma’s shoulders, rotating her upon the table. Papers fell as she pulled the woman into position, her head hanging between Ruth’s meaty thighs. Her boss edged forward and pressed her pussy onto Alma’s face, muting her complaints. Ruth put her arms out to support herself as Jack proceeded to force air into her ass. Alma struggled, flopping her chubby frame from side to side as she tried to catch her breath. Ruth finally lifted, allowing her to recover for a few moments before burying her again.

Jack was still pumping furiously as he walked around the desk. He put the bulb upon the table and pressed it down as he used his opposing hand to unfasten his pants. Ruth lifted up again, holding her stomach as he relentlessly forced more in. Ruth used some calming breaths before pushing her hips lower again. Ruth’s big belly had grown, touching Alma’s flattened tits.

Jack nudged Alma’s legs wide as she fought to free herself. He pushed in to her moist pussy and stopped, acclimating to the amazing sensation. Alma’s water filled stomach wobbled as she lifted her legs high, allowing him to press deeper. She used her arms to nudge Ruth off for a moment. Catching her breath again, Alma grabbed her legs as her boss pushed onto her face again. Jack continued pumping and he could see Ruth was in the final throes.

The heavy set woman bent down and licked Alma’s clit as Jack fucked her. He stopped pumping air into the woman, grabbing Alma’s hips as he built to his own finish. He released, feeling a chill of pleasure take hold. The sensation caused Alma’s body to violently shake and that in turn caused Ruth  to grunt like an animal. Ruth stepped back and Alma shot upward, her hair a mess and her face wet with the woman’s juices. Jack gave a few more pumps, causing Ruth to jump, grumbling at the pain.

He yanked the hose free and brought it to the sink to clean it. Both Ruth and Alma awkwardly put their clothes back on. Alma removed her ruined bra, shaking her head with confusion. “We shouldn’t have done that.”
Ruth scowled as she swatted Alma’s uncovered tit. Jack couldn’t help but laugh. “Finish getting dressed and go home for the day, both of you.” He guessed that they would endure their enemas for the whole trip home, but he didn’t mind. They deserve it.

True Colors

Standard

It was odd, going from the new face to the pampered girl in a matter of months. Lilly had to admit that she enjoyed it. It was rewarding knowing that the bully wasn’t a threat anymore. In the hallway, Lilly saw a few people gathered in the red accented room, and she went to investigate. Traci was forced to wear arm binders for most of the days recently, leaving her door open for anyone to take advantage of her at any time. The men from before were set to return this evening and Lilly only imagined what the woman would be enduring by then.

To her surprise, Willa, the normally complacent girl, was gripping Traci’s hair. The young girl with a newfound fire in her eyes led the partially bound woman to the bed and pressed her head in between Kiera’s spread legs. The other girls laughed as Willa berated the now submissive woman.

“They’ll lose interest soon enough.” Julie said as she closed the door to her room. “Traci knew her time on the top wouldn’t last forever. She saw this happen before.” Her heavy breasts and slim frame was mesmerizing as she approached.
“What do you mean?”
“We’ve been here for years, honey. I was able to bounce back after my fall. Most can’t, though.” She looked into the room, watching the girl’s take advantage. “Traci was always dominant and held the status longer than anyone I’ve seen, but we’ll have to see what she does after this.”
“Wh-why doesn’t she resist?”
Julie shrugged. “If she really hurts one of them then it will get much worse for her and she’s probably just in shock that she actually lost her place. The Master had protected her for a long time, but he must want you to be the queen bee now.”
She remembered the loosely defined no violence rule. “How long is her contract?”
“None of us know – it’s kept secret and different for each of us.”
In the room, Taryn stepped up and landed a hard swat across Traci’s ass. Taryn’s large tits wobbled and the other girl bucked forward, pressing her face into the chubby woman’s crotch. “I can’t believe she’s just taking it.” Lilly watched. “Can’t she leave if it’s too much?”

“Sure, we all can go anytime we want! But, obviously, he finds ways to keep us from leaving. He figures out what motivates us and uses that to his advantage.”
“What did he do to keep you here?”
She sighed, looking away. “He pays for my sister’s medical bills. Without him, she wouldn’t be here. He also lets me visit her twice a year. Once he knows how to control you then he is a lot more lenient and lets you go into public. If he doesn’t trust you or you breach the contract then…” She shrugged unknowingly.

Julie turned to Lilly and put a hand on her shoulder. “Going to join us in there?”
“No, I think I’ll hang back for now.”
“Suit yourself, but be careful not to get drunk with power. He is going to let you boss us around, but he is still in control.” Julie gave a playful smirk as she walked through the doorway. Her thick legs and nice ass wiggled delightfully, as she took her place in line to dominate the once formidable woman.

Lilly went back to her room and found a book. I am glad they put her in her place, but I kind of feel bad. Lilly tried to set her mind to ease. She deserves this, though. She did the same thing to the other girls and they are giving her a taste of her own medicine. Hours passed before her door flew open, pulling her away from her reading.

Traci stepped into the room with a cold, brooding anger. Her wild, tangled brown hair fell over her bountiful, reddened breasts. With free arms, she closed the door before punching the foot of the violet colored bed, growling as she spoke. “You fucking whore! You are not going to get away with this.” Traci grabbed Lilly’s ankle and tugged her closer with unexpected strength. She drew back a hand and swatted Lilly’s tit. She attempted another strike, but Lilly deflected it. The wild woman’s high-set cheekbones showed as she smiled with a sick pleasure. She crawled atop her victim. “I’m going to make you regret crossing me, you goddamned hick.”

“Wh-what about the contract? You can’t hurt me!”
Traci slapped her across the face. “What do I care? I can’t handle another year in this fucking place!” Lilly could see a hatred in her eyes that scared her. Traci threw another punch that hit her arm. “I’ve been keeping myself at the top for nine years and you came in to fuck it all up!”
“It was the… the man.”
Traci grabbed her nipples tightly and pulled hard. Lilly shrieked for a moment before another slap silenced her. “Be quiet! You caused this and you will fall back in line or I will make you miserable!”

Traci bent forward and pulled the frightened girl upright, pushing her toward the bathroom door. Lilly stumbled as Traci came in behind her and locked the door. “Our guests arrived – I’m going to get you ready them!” She unscrewed the hose to the showerhead. “I hear you like enemas.”

“Don’t do this, Traci. Just let me have my time-“
“You don’t deserve any time at the top, you backwards bitch! I’m going to make you suffer and everyone else will see that I’m still in charge!” Her tone sounded like she was trying to convince herself.
“You’re in too far and The Master is going to punish you when he finds out.”
“No, no, no! He’s going to reward me for being so confident!” She rubbed some lotion onto the end of the hose and slapped Lilly’s ass until she bent forward. I can’t hurt her or I’ll get punished. I just have to let her do this and maybe she will be gone for good! Lilly put her hands on her knees as she felt the hose slip inside and snake its way through her guts.

Traci stood her up and turned her, smiling as she flipped the water on. The cold water and air mixed in her belly. Traci pulled her closer, wrapping her hands around Lilly’s squishy ass and watching as the water pained her. “Do you like being my bitch?” Traci had to look down as she hugged the Montana girl, pressing their warm skin together. Lilly’s smaller bosom nestled beneath Traci’s ample tits. Lilly couldn’t help herself, locking lips with her aggressor, moaning with mixed emotions as the lukewarm water painfully blasted inside.

They drew back and stared at one another for a time. Traci’s straight eyebrows quivered as she pushed her trimmed pussy forward. Her flowery perfume was subtle, mixing with the intoxicating scent of her flowing dark brown hair. She could see that the woman needed to assert herself after being stripped of all control. Traci finally broke the stare and grabbed something from beneath the sink. She held a metal funnel with a spout roughly the size of her thumb. The pain was becoming too intense, pulling her attention away; Lilly reached lower and began rubbing herself.

Traci slapped her hand aside. “No, this is punishment, you slut!” The tall seductive brunette sat the funnel aside and moved behind Lilly, wrapping her arms around her hips and softly caressing her expanding belly. “You like being punished, don’t you?” Traci put her chin upon Lilly’s shoulder and pressed her squishy chest against her back. “You’d just love it if I touched you right now. You’d probably cum in an instant, wouldn’t you?” She pressed her hips forward, causing the hose in Lilly’s ass to bend and move slightly deeper.

Breaking from the embrace, Traci cranked up the flow of the water, causing the inflating girl to jump forward, reaching back for the hose. Traci backhanded her, stopping her abruptly. Lilly whined, holding her belly as she bit her lip. “I can’t, it’s too much.” She gasped, trying to endure.

“Kneel down, over the side of the tub.” Lilly gave a questioning look that was met with a slap across her distended belly. “Now!”

Her stomach was pronounced, making her look a few months pregnant. She got down, but couldn’t fit over the edge of the tub without leaning forward. She did so, awkwardly sticking her ass into the air. With her pussy pressed against the fiberglass of the tub and water continually blasting inside, she squirmed, attempting to distract her mind from the agony. Thankfully, the wider tub allowed her to find a comfortable position. Unable to touch herself, she became increasingly frustrated.

Suddenly the flow increased. She jerked, sliding forward, pressing her shoulder against the side of the bathtub and bending her neck at an angle. Her body contorted, putting her legs outward as they rested upon the edge of the tub. Traci grabbed her ankles and held her in place as the full force of water poured into her midsection, inflating her like a balloon. She could see her belly shaking as moved lower, pressing against the tub floor. She gasped, uncertain of how much more she could take.

“Want it to stop?” Lilly grunted in response, unable to speak as she slid lower due to her weight. Her stomach had reached the bottom and started to spread outward. “If you don’t say anything then I guess I could just leave you…”
“P-pl-please st-stop.”
Traci beamed from above. “So polite!” She flipped the lever and the water stopped moments after.

Lilly groaned as the girl above tugged on the hose, working it out painfully. Tensing, she felt it withdrawing from her insides and Lilly tightened with all her might when it finally slipped free. Traci took the funnel from the counter and forced it into her ass. Before anything could come out, she felt something strange pouring inside. She moved slightly to see the once regal woman grinning with a fervor that she had never seen. I’ve only seen that look when someone is about to go too far with me.
She held an opaque, white container, pouring a white powder into the funnel. Baking flour? Where did she get that? She must have stashed it some time ago. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Like I said, I’m getting you ready!” She sat the starch aside and grabbed a oversized metal spoon, using the handle to push the thickening powder deeper. “This will make help you keep it all in!” She swapped out the spoon and poured more powder into the funnel. “Feels weird, doesn’t it?” Lilly let out an awkward grunt as she tried to wriggle free, but it only caused her neck to throb. Traci withdrew the funnel and stuck the handle of the metal spoon all the way into her ass, spinning it using the round portion. “We have to make sure to stir it up or it won’t work. I think we’ll need more, too.” She repeated the process many times. “This should help you hold it in a little more easily.”

Traci’s grip slipped. Lilly felt her expanded body tilt, slowly gaining speed until she turned in the tub, coming to rest upon her back. She was sore, but thankful to be able to stretch. Her stomach throbbed, reminding her of the predicament. It was enormous, weighing her down as it obscured her vision. I look like I’m about to pop! Traci reached between her legs and forcefully churned the mixture in her ass. Lilly was too tired to fight at this point. “Got to make sure it’s thick enough.” She pulled the spoon’s handle out, and the goo inside felt as if it was all trying to come with it. She clenched her ass instinctively.

“It will still come out when you’re ready, but it’s going to make a big mess.” She cleaned the shower hose and put the head back on. “Try not to force it.” A knock startled her. “Time to go!” She sat the plastic container and other implements under the sink and unlocked the bathroom door. She moved past the man with a bashful smile. Patrick came in and marveled at the scene.

“My, my, partaking in some leisurely activities?” He smiled above. She let out a long breath as she crinkled her nose in pain. Gripping the side of the tub, she attempted to stand. She couldn’t help pushing, trying to get the thick block out of her behind. Nothing moved, including her. The man removed his expensive suit jacket and hoisted her upright. It was inefficient, but they managed to get her onto her knees and then standing. Her heavy belly sagged with the immense water weight. How much of that crap did he put in me? Shouldn’t it be thinning with all of the water in there?

“So why the big belly? What do you have in there?”
Lilly could barely think. She waited silently as the man rubbed her aching stomach. “Your skin is so warm and tight!” He spoke with admiration. She stepped over the tub’s edge and balanced herself using Patrick’s shoulder and the edge of the sink. Lost in a fog, she made short grunts as she fought through the cramping. “F-fuck m-me.” She grumbled.

He interpreted her frustrated remark as an invitation. With a hungry smile, he closed the toilet lid and slid his pants to his ankles before taking a seat. She was too drained to argue, so she shuffled closer and straddled the man. She was very wet down there, and he slipped in on his first attempt. Even in her addled state, Lilly loved the feeling. It helped to dull the rest of her pains as she moved her hips. Patrick squeezed her closer, causing her belly to squish outward between their arms.

“Fuck, I’m going to come already. Get down and let me shoot in on your tits.”
“J-just… just come inside.”
“You sure?” She didn’t respond, and the man scoffed, gripping her ass as she continued moving. “You on birth control?”
She managed to shake her head in response.
His expression turned to panic. He tried to push her off, but her weight kept her firmly in place with his cock buried inside. She continued gyrating her hips.
“Stop! Stop!” She wrapped her arms around him and held him close, pressing his face into her breasts to muffle his complaints. He rocked her side to side, trying to escape. It was in vain, however, and she felt a pulsing warmth inside. The feeling was magical and she climaxed alongside him. She used her hips to work out every drop of his seed.

With his help, she got off and staggered to lean against the wall in agony. The man pulled his pants up. “I am not about to support some bastard! You crazy bitch!” This was the true man, standing before her, not the façade he had in public. He’s angry and spoiled. She knew he would cause more trouble for her, but she didn’t care at the moment. He slammed the door and left her alone. She went to the toilet and began the painful, messy ordeal of emptying out. She pressed her clit as she forced the thick goop out in long, slow motions. Luckily, it was only a short time before the warm water flowed freely.

“What the hell have I done?” She put her head in her hands. “I let that jerk come in me!” She sniffled. “Traci is to blame for this! I’m going to fucking kill her!” She looked down at her swollen belly. “I’m a whale!” She used her hands to shake it side-to-side, entranced by the motion. She accepted the pain, clenching one eye as she continued pushing the water out.

Submissive

Standard

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

Standard

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.