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Catherine’s Punishment
Part nineteen
By Johnnyboy
Catherine Dixon
“Please Sean……oh god I’m so sorry…Master I mean… it’s been so difficult….my daughter Caroline. She is at home you see…..I’ve just not had any time to myself recently”
Having been summoned to his office by Sean, Catherine Dixon knelt between Sean’s legs. Her shapely buttocks rested upon her ankles and with Hands upon her head Catherine's proud Breasts thrust out toward the young Man sat confidently and comfortably upon his leather chair whilst studying his Slave’s still beautiful mature body.
Sean’s only concession had been in allowing Catherine to retain her 4 inch heels and her black seamed hold up
Stockings, Aside from those items Catherine was totally naked and obediently retained her kneeling position
Upon the thick office carpet while holding each of her large breasts in turn Sean placed a clover clamp upon each of her already hardened nipples.
As always Catherine had gasped to the sudden pain of the clamps biting into her nipples. Whilst today the seemed a little more painful than normal Catherine accepted the pain as part of her punishment for being late in visiting Sean.
Catherine’s next task though, as she lowered her mouth over Sean’s hardened cock could hardly be described as punishment.
As Catherine obediently carried out her enjoyable task Sean nonchalantly made a couple of phone calls. In between these Sean was passing instructions to Joan, sat at the huge desk opposite Sean as she took in her young Bosses instructions. Joan occasionally allowed her mind to drift toward the mature blonde beauty kneeling between Sean’s legs and to wonder if perhaps later on she would get the opportunity to have Catherine’s tongue between her own legs, working its way between her already sopping cunt lips.
Certainly Sean was still angry with Helen Coombe or Mistress Imogene as he now knew her. Sean’s anger though had been left on the back burner for Helen Coombes/Imogene had been taken care of by Kevin Smith. Given her absolute submissiveness Sean very much doubted Catherine had instigated the short affair so he would, not for the time, unduly mark or punish her, besides he had another ‘client’ lined up for Catherine Dixon.
Today would be a busy one in the bookshop. Sean was expecting a visit from a female Mistress/Photographer to discuss a photo/story project she was hoping Sean may help publish.
More important would be the visit from the landlord of the building the bookshop occupied. Still talking to Joan across his desk Sean began spurting copious amounts of his hot sperm into Catherine’s eager mouth. Sean smiled at the thought of the humiliation awaiting the unsuspecting Catherine Dixon because for the rest of the day Sean intended to use her naked body as ‘a useful desk ornament’ and of course he would be more than happy for any of his guests to touch/stroke/feel/lift and play with Catherine just as any visitor would do with a desk ornament. Especially the landlord, for Sean had heard mutterings about the lease not being renewed. But having spoken on the phone to Tony Sean’s initial fears had been allayed when Tony had told him.
‘It’s been the same every year Sean but the fact is all it takes for Mike Harris to renew the lease is a slice of the action now and again. The thing is the guy is onto humiliation big time so we feed him with his favourite type of woman…mature and busty….you begin by offering her to him in the office then if he likes what he’s seen.. And had…you send her round to his place…..but believe me Sean you need to provide someone who isn’t likely to complain to much afterward….that guy has some pretty weird ideas, even by our standards but it does mean we get to keep our lease going…and that my boy most important to us…………………………………………………………………………………
Caroline Dixon
At that very moment Caroline Dixon was preparing to confront her brother Dan. Caroline yet again re-lived the details of a meeting with Sean Brady and now felt far more confused and agitated than she cared to admit.
Knowing full well she had been fortunate to escape the ‘cellar’ without having been strung up in same the manner as that young girl Sandra, Caroline had stood hiding her face from Sean, desperately trying to control her breathing as her heart hammered the walls of her chest. Every fibre of her being had cried out for Sean Brady to strip and punish her right there and then.
Caroline had yearned for Sean to cast the young woman Sandra aside and secure her own helpless body there in the centre of that incredible room. Caroline imagined Sean’s strong young hands upon her own inner thighs sliding inexorably toward their inevitable goal, her throbbing, soaking pussy……..just as he had done with her Mother?
Caroline was desperate to discover the truth. If indeed it had been the case that one of her brother’s young friends had used her Mother in that way how on earth had he managed to achieve it? How had Sean Brady managed to get her Mother to visit him at that bookshop and be prepared to go along with his wishes? Or had they not been wishes but demands?
Did it all lead back to the time Sean and his friend Tom visited her Mother at home to discuss career paths?.
Only Sean or her Mother could answer those questions but Caroline already knew Sean was not going to discuss it further and as for approaching her Mother, well how on earth could she approach her when she already hid the dark secret about her fathers own sexuality?. Just the very idea of exposing her Mother AND her father was quite simply beyond comprehension…But she HAD to know the truth about her Mother before she began her new job.
Eventually Caroline had decided her only way of getting the information she needed to again confront Sean Brady would have to come from Dan, the younger brother with a photo of his bound and naked Mother by his bedside. Dan, whom she had so many times covertly watched studying their Mother’s mature yet beautiful body, had he done the same with her own when she had been distracted?
Eventually Caroline knocked softly upon the door to Dan’s bedroom; somehow she must discover just what had been going on in the house whilst she had been away at Uni.
‘I think we need to talk Dan’ said Caroline.
After Dan begrudgingly allowed her into his room the first thing Caroline noted was that Dan made no effort to remove the photo of her Mother from the bedside cabinet.
‘Sure sis, go right ahead’ Dan replied nonchalantly.
‘My God Dan…..I can’t believe you have a picture of OUR Mother standing there….where on earth did you get it……its disgusting!’
‘Aw come on sis, its not as though it’s the first time you’ve seen it, is it…?
Immediately Caroline was on the back foot, this was not the little Brother of a couple of years ago and when she saw Dan pressing a remote control button, she looked across at the nearby TV monitor flickering into life and show recording of herself entering Dan’s room before sitting on his bed studying the very same photo.
‘Naughty Naughty Sis, you really shouldn’t pry in other peoples rooms without asking’ Dan told his rapidly blushing sister who, realising she had just lost the first round, tried a more conciliatory approach.
Please Dan…. “It’s about Sean Brady, the time he came to visit Mother with his friend Tom”
‘Who told you about that’ Dan replied guardedly, leaving Caroline with the distinct impression there WAS something Dan wanted to hide.
“Please Dan; I just want to know what happened between Mother and your friends that day”
But Dan’s natural deviousness had come to the fore, Sean had forewarned him, telling him about Caroline questions, questions she may well repeat to Dan. Sean wanted him to ensure that without saying too much about Sean Dan would supply his sister with small snippets of information about their Mother’s newfound activities. Snippets that would always lead back to Sean, and in so doing leave Caroline no other option but the return to the bookshop…and into the clutches of Sean.
‘And you of course Dan…….you should have a little fun as well’ Sean had told him.
‘If only he knew’ thought Dan. Fresh in his mind was the glorious memory of fucking his Aunt Vicky so soon after having his own Mother sucking him off, memories that still caused his cock to be in an almost constant state of erection.
“So why don’t you just ask our Mother” Dan replied eventually.
“Because I’m worried about her Dan, more to the point I’m worried about the photo you keep of her”
“Okay then sis, so go and ask Sean himself”
“Dan, I need you to tell me, please…I have to know” pleaded Caroline for Just the Mention of Sean Brady had set her spine tingling again.
“What’s it worth sis” asked Dan slyly.
“Come on Dan……£10…£20 how much do you want?”
“I’ve got enough money thanks sis”
“Come on Dan….please…..it’s as much for our Mum as for me” pleaded Caroline, embarrassingly noting that Dan’s eyes were burning into her chest.
“Maybe I can tell you a couple of things……..if you do as I say sis”
Realising what may well be coming Caroline fumed.
“You little creep, I know what you’re thinking and you can go to hell Dan”
But Dan simply smiled and turned away.
“Suit yourself sis”
Caroline knew she should leave the room there and then…but she just HAD to know about her Mother and only Dan could give her the answers.
“So what is it you want me to do Dan…..I warn you now I’m not having you touching me!”
“I want to see if your tits really are bigger than Mums. Take off your bra and dress then stand with your hands on your head for as long as you are in my room”
“Dan... My god….how could you ask me to do that… you’re my brother for gods sake, it a disgusting thing to ask me to do you pervert!”
“You wanted the information sis so it’s up to you” shrugged Dan.
Caroline was aghast….how could she….but…but…would it be any different to her going topless on a beach….but was her pervert brother….but If it meant him opening up to her?.... With a heavy sigh Caroline turned on back on her brother.
“And I get to watch you doing it sis” came Dan’s crushing riposte…
No! This was crazy, no way would she submit to all of these demands. But none the less Caroline slowly turned toward Dan again and with her face flushing and her heart hammering the walls of her chest Caroline slowly lifted her summer dress up over the tiny red thong she realised she should never have been wearing. After pausing for a long moment she lifted her dress over her matching red bra then over her head. With her face red as beetroot Caroline cast the dress aside and standing face on to her brother with hands on hips told Dan with harsh finality
“That’s as far as I go, no way am I going to take my bra off you dirty pervert or put my hands on my head for you, so take it or leave it Dan”
Dan knew he could simply tell his sister it was leave it as far he was concerned. He had seen his sister posing in her underwear, but recalling Sean’s dictate that he should feed Caroline enough snippets of information about him to ensure her return to the bookshop Dan shrugged his shoulders in acceptance. Besides he was sure that sooner or later he would get to see all of her tits and nipples and much more besides and she looked pretty good as she was standing there in her red bra and pants.
“Okay then sis, The thing is Sean and Tom forced me to set up that meeting …they had seen Mum loads of times at school and both of them had a crush on her…big time. When I mentioned to them that Mum used to be a teacher they probably saw an opportunity. Then one day at school they got hold of me and said that if I didn’t set up a meeting at home with Mum they would give me the hiding of a lifetime…so what could I do Sis, I set up the meeting’
“So you decided to betray our own Mother”! Snapped Caroline angrily
“Jeez sis, I wasn’t to know what was going happen……if anything did happen”
Dan decided he would keep quiet about the film he had filched from his parents room and of his filming and watching his Mothers humiliation and subjugation at the hands of Sean and Tom. Instead Dan went on to tell Caroline.
“When they arrived at the house I went out to football practice, just as they had told me to. I really didn’t think much more of it because they had left by the time I got home and Mum was in her Bath I think. She seemed okay to me when she made my dinner later on but I guess when I asked her if everything had gone all okay with Sean and Tom she did blush a little. But Mum said that everything had been fine, but from then on Mum did seem to change a little”
“What do you mean change” replied Caroline self consciously. Dan’s eyes were roaming over her Breasts and Caroline wondered if her nipples that had grown disconcertingly erect were visible through the thin material of her bra.
“Pull down your bra straps a little…if you want to hear any more”
It took a huge effort of will power but, wondering why her fanny was throbbing Caroline eventually managed to comply with Dan’s demand and exposed a little more of her large breasts for her pervert brother.
“Okay then, but this is as far as it goes Dan”
‘Well Mum started wearing different… more sexy clothes…. When I asked Sean what had happened at the meeting he just shrugged and told me that after they demonstrated their ideas of discipline to her Mum had proved to be very cooperative toward both him and Tom…I thought that a little bit strange but I wasn’t going to argue with them. Maybe a month or so later Mum started going out night, sometimes a chauffeur driven car picked her up. But Mum always seemed okay afterward, happy even. So I was pleased for her………that’s as much as I can say really, except when that woman came round and went into Mums room….….As for that photo, well the truth is it was handed to me by a guy I never met before at school. God knows where he got it Sis. When I asked he told me to keep my mouth shut and just enjoy it….so you see sis you really need to get any more info from Sean……I know all about the bookshop of course because I do odd jobs for Sean.
Looking directly at his sister’s huge tits Dan’s thoughts returned to the cameras concealed in his Mothers bedroom. Through these he had many times seen his Mother’s similar but slightly smaller tits. Her nipples were bigger than Caroline’s though, perhaps as the result of childbirth guessed Dan who was also wondering just what it would take to get a look at the sweet looking mound hidden by his sisters thong.
Dan wasn’t going to impart any more information to his sister than was strictly necessary to ensure she kept digging. He most certainly would not be telling her of his control over his Mother’s lingerie. Or of her being naked and kneeling before him in this very room with the tip of his shaft on her tongue after he had whipped her………nor of course would he tell Caroline of Peter’s party when he had actually slipped his dick a couple of inches past his unknowing Mother’s very wet shaven slippery cunt lips and then on into her pussy before realising the magnitude of what he was about to do before withdrawing from her.
Nor would Dan tell his sister about the small measured amount of the special ‘Orange Juice’ that under Peter’s instructions he had been slipping into his Mother’s own large glass of juice three mornings a week. Although still having no idea as to what the liquid contained or of its purpose it certainly didn’t appear to be harming his Mother who appeared to be her usual self. Only once did Dan see anything unusual. This when through his secret camera in her bedroom, Dan had watched his Mother unusually cupping and seemingly weighing her breasts in her hands. Dan though had passed this off as his mother thinking she was putting on weight.
Suddenly Dan was wondering how it would feel to have his sister at his mercy in the same way as he had his Mother…….well perhaps he could now start sowing the seeds.
Smugly, Dan then told his sister.
“Of course if you are thinking of talking Mum about our little chat she will get to see a great film of you stripping off for me Sis.”
Grabbing her dress and Storming out of Dan’s room with a curse the blushing Caroline realised her perverted brother had simply been playing games with her. Tricking her into stripping for him, into posing for him and revealing her Breasts for a few tit bits of information that in reality told her nothing she had not already seen for or worked out.
Not only that but to her embarrassment she herself was now firmly in the hands of her sick brother should he decide to show anyone in family…or beyond, the film of her stripping off and posing and shaking her large breasts….what a mess she had made of things for now it would be impossible to confront her Mother and expose her brothers awful little games to her.
Caroline was no sexual novice and had in fact experimented with both sides of the coin and found herself equally content to have a big cock inside her or woman’s tongue probing her every orifice.
But inside Catherine knew that all of her most enjoyable experiences to date had suddenly and irreversibly been blown away when Sean had taken her into his ‘studio’. There to witness for the first time the incredible erotic excitement of sexual bondage, an excitement that had surged her to an incredible unavoidable orgasm without a finger being laid upon her.
It seemed only Sean Brady or the mystery crop haired woman held the answers she was so desperate for and Caroline realised there was only one way Sean would provide those answers for she had no idea of how she could contact or confront the crop haired woman.
So, completely unaware of events happening elsewhere at that very moment, Caroline told herself, purely in her Mother’s interests, that to get the answers she needed she would somehow have to find a way of lowering Sean Brady’s guard, perhaps by fooling him into thinking that she herself might be interest in his…little games.
Then perhaps he would agree to leave her Mother alone in future……yes, that is what she must do….for her Mother….it would be for the sake of her Mother…to rescue her…not for her own inexorable emotions of excited sexually curiosity, no, it would be for her Mother’s sake, not her own.
Catherine Dixon
‘Please, sit down Mike’ Sean Brady told his overweight middle aged landlord before seating himself back into his own swivel Chair.
‘Tea or Coffee?’ asked Sean of his landlord after Mike, pleased that despite that absence of Tony a very beautiful Blonde large breasted mature woman was kneeling upon the desk with her hands on head wearing nothing but a leather collar and lead with black hold up stockings and black heels’
‘Coffee please Sean’ replied Mike who looked on in delight as, snapping his fingers, Sean told Catherine.
‘Two coffee’s Slave’. Mike then looked on in lustful desire as Catherine replied ‘Yes Master’ and slipped her busty naked body, glistening with the body oil earlier applied by a very willing Joan, from the Desk before padding across the thick carpet to prepare the coffee whilst listening in humiliating indignity Sean telling Mike.
‘Please use her as you wish Mike….my slave is your Slave’
As Mike nodded his approval Catherine walked back across to serve his coffee. With her bending over to hand him his cup Mike was unable to prevent himself from reaching up to cup Catherine’s large and dangling Breast complete with nipple ring. Mike’s experimenting fingers then proceeded to turn around Catherine’s large nipple causing her to gasp involuntarily with the pleasure she still always felt when her nipple ring was toyed with’
For some unfathomable reason Catherine thought that lately her Breast’s seemed to be heavier and larger and fuller than usual. Even though still giving her pleasure, her nipples appeared far tenderer to the touch. As Mike continued cupping and toying with her breasts for another awful moment Catherine recalled the appalling statement Peter’s son Mark had made that they could ‘make a baby’ together even if she were on the pill. Thankfully her monthly period had disproved this theory the previous week. But it still left Catherine with no answer as to why her Breasts were so much heavier and larger and filling her Bra’s to the point of being almost uncomfortable.
‘She really is very lovely Sean and very obedient….just my sort of slave girl in fact’ said Mike, winking deliberately at Sean who nodded calculatingly …sealing a bargain Catherine was totally unaware of.
I’m pleased you approve of her Mike…I’ve invested a lot of time and effort on this one but she has proved to be worth it…..aren’t you Catherine’
‘Yes Master….thank you Master’ replied Catherine obediently, slipping easily into her role as Sean’s Slave was easy because despite her liaisons with Helen and Peter that is how she still saw herself.
Knowing Catherine had still to serve her Master with his coffee Mike somewhat reluctantly released Catherine’s nipple ring. But recalling Sean words “my slave is your slave” Mike
told Catherine to return to him…his coffee required stirring….and as Catherine did just that Mike began stroking her shaven mound and was again pleasantly surprised to find that after replacing the spoon upon the saucer Catherine placed her hands upon her head, thus allowing Mike unfettered access to her naked body only though for Catherine, groaning in pain to move reluctantly away when Mike decided to insert a finger into Catherine’s anus.
‘Naughty Girl’ said Mike, slapping Catherine’s buttocks.
‘Please Mike, Punish her by all means….use her as you wish’
‘What I would really enjoy would be to see the Slave fucking herself kneeling between my legs……then when she is ready to come……….’ Although his voice trailed off Mike’s motion of unzipping himself left both Sean and Catherine of course no doubt as to what was expected of her and so with his cheery agreement Sean was soon taking a large rubber phallus from his desk drawer.
Seemingly unenthusiastically but in reality energized with desire at the very thought of her impending humiliation the naked blonde beauty reached across the table to accept the rubber phallus Sean held out toward her. Then looking for instructions she turned to face Mike.
“stand there with your legs well spread Catherine and put that thing in your mouth, then give it a good sucking and put it inside you…..nice and slowly and keep looking at me all the time……don’t you dare take your eyes away from mine….when I tell you get down on your knees between my legs and just before you make yourself cum take my dick out and suck me off……make sure we both come at once Catherine or I shall ask your Master to punish you…understand?”
Looking Mike in the eye and spreading her legs before him to reveal her puffy cunt lips and in a voice husky with an all too familiar yet unfathomable excitement materializing again, Catherine replied “Yes Master” before holding the rubber phallus in both hands and placing it between her lips.
Determined to please her Master Catherine decided to put on a show of erotica the like of which this rather unappealing man had never before experienced, for she was a Slave….Sean’s Slave.
With her eyes focused upon Mikes in a deliberately pleading manner, as if it were his Penis she really wanted between her lips, Catherine’s tongue snaked from her mouth to lick and caress every millimetre of the head of the rubber phallus to coat it with her saliva before slipping her lips over its pink head.
Taking the dildo into her open mouth with her tongue on view under its base and lovingly sucking upon its pink head, Catherine, with her eyes glued to those of Mike, lowered her left hand to lift and caress her breasts and rotate her gold ring around her nipple.
Growing ever more excited by the fantastic display of erotica she was putting on for him, Mike watched Catherine lowering the large pink phallus to place it between her legs. Mikes hand gripped and held the growing erection beneath his pants and looked on with growing elation as, with that incredible look of appealing innocence in eyes, little by little and with her breath now heavy with sexual stimulation, Catherine slowly and amorously slipped the soft rubber phallus into her now sopping and throbbing love box.
With its length and girth fully inside her Catherine’s husky and excited voice almost whispered the word.
‘Master?
Breathing heavily and no longer trusting his own voice Mike motioned Catherine to kneel closer between his legs.
Gradually easing her naked body downward and with the rubber dildo still filling her cunt and her hips brushing his pants, Catherine eased her naked body into position between Mikes legs, there she began slowly and rhythmically fucking herself, really fucking herself, for by then Catherine had long lost any lingering feelings of embarrassment over flaunting her naked body before this man. This was for her Master. Sean was allowing her to take pleasure in her own body. The man sat before her sat there with the blessing of her Master and as such Catherine would willingly do anything he demanded of her….anything.
Unable to resist the delightful Breasts pointing directly toward him as Catherine fucked her own pussy, Mike’s hands cupped squeezed and toyed with the heavy yet firm breasts and erect stiff nipples, causing Catherine to groan in pleasure.
Fighting to retain eye contact with Mike Catherine threw back her head in blissful delight before, without hesitation or coaxing her free hand found the zipper of Mike’s pants. Moments later, with the motion of her other hand increasing its intensity, Catherine’s mouth enclosed the purple cum glistening head of Mikes throbbing penis.
Viewing…and of course recording all these events with the many hidden cameras doted around his office Sean was delighted with Catherine. Most certainly he had not spent enough time with her of late but if anything she appeared to have grown more obedient and submissive than ever. If that were so he could even afford to allow her the occasional dalliance with this Helen woman, perhaps he should even meet her to inform her of the ground rules he would demand, he could even use her himself….after a suitable period of training…and without the knowledge of Peter of course.
Before long Catherine realised she was very close to orgasm and sucking fervently upon Mikes throbbing twitching cock, she was fearful of Cumming to early and slowed her thrusting of the pink phallus within her cunt to a gentle in and out motion. Eventually with both his hands now upon her head Mike was gasping in pleasure as Catherine’s mouth took and swallowed the first spurts of his pre cum. Moments later Catherine was almost gagging to the huge amount of up semen shooting into her mouth and throat from Mike’s twitching cock.
“Oh Man, that so damm good!” exclaimed Mike as his hands forced Catherine’s mouth further down his shaft until it was touching the back of her throat, leaving Catherine gagging and gasping for air as the vast quantity of Mike’s pent up Semen continued spraying deep into her moth and throat.
“Jeez Sean, this one sure know how to give a guy good head!”
A remark that Catherine, now cleaning the full length of Mikes deflating cock with her tongue, found oddly pleasing for she had done a good job for Sean and Catherine hoped her young Master would be proud of her.
With Catherine now dismissed Sean and his landlord discussed and agreed terms for the renewal of the lease. Having no real alternative Sean had eventually agreed to Mike’s demand that part of the agreement would be for him have regular access to Catherine Dixon. Mike would initially require her services in a couple of week’s time.
Victoria Preston
Entering the dimly lit rather seedy public house Kevin had named as the ‘Kings Arms’ trying to spot the young man amongst its mainly young, mainly male customers proved difficult until Vicky looked across to the pool table sat in the middle of an area set away from the main bay and where, surrounded by a number of other young men, Kevin Smith’s head and upper body leaned over the Pool table, about to play shot.
Never in a million years would Vicky have normally dreamed of entering such a seedy place as this and certainly not wearing a low cut red blouse but for Vicky these were not normal times and so desperate had she become for what most would regard as her ‘fix’ that, conscious of all the stares and lewd comments coming from the young and in all probability stoned customers, bracing herself Vicky made her way across to the pool table where, to attract Kevin’s attention she coughed polity.
‘Oh hi Vicky, Go sit between my friends over there and wait till I’ve finished my break’ Kevin told her, nodding toward a long bench seat without even bothering to look up from the pool table.
Looking across to the upholstered bench Vicky saw a couple of young men who, such was their dress and manner, could have been clones of Kevin himself. None the less, complying with Kevin’s offhand instruction Vicky stepped the couple of yards across to the bench where, having previously been sat beside each other, the two youths parted far enough to allow Vicky to sit between them…. Just, for no sooner had she done so the gap between her and the youths was swallowed up as the boys pushed there bodies against that of the now deeply uncomfortable Vicky.
‘So Baby, your Kevin’s posh bitch’ stated one of the youths.
Vicky saw herself as being no such thing, but not wanting to cause a stir she simply smiled and replied
‘Not really, I have some business to conduct with Kevin’
‘Hey, don’t worry, your safe with us baby’ said the second youth, alarmingly placing his hand over a clearly horrified Vicky’s exposed knee.
At any other time Vicky would have simply got up and left there and then. Not that at any other time would she have been seen dead in the place anyway but these were far from normal times as her recent horrifying experience as the hands of her nephew at Peter’s house was testament to.
Even though a good amount of time had passed since that terrible night Vicky’s every waking moment was consumed by terrible mental images of her looking into Dan’s triumphant eyes as his surprisingly large and powerful cock sprayed his hot seed into her bruised and battered cunt. From this Nightmare scenario Vicky’s only escape came in the form of the Vodka bottle and Kevin’s special Spliffs.
Spliffs she was so desperate to replenish Vicky was even prepared, after a hesitant phone call, to meet Kevin on his home ground and on his explicit terms, terms which Victoria now endured after Kevin had told her.
“Come down to the Pub and do exactly as you are told and by whoever tells you!”
Finally the pool game ended and Kevin sauntered across to where Vicky sat between the two lads.
One boy in particular had an arm disconcertingly around Vicky’s shoulders whilst his fingers brushed her breast just inside the low cut top Kevin had demanded the Vicky wear for her visit.
‘Hey Billy, that’s a bit naughty’ said Kevin to the youth but any reprieve Vicky thought she may have just been given was quickly snuffed out when Kevin continued.
‘But as Vicky here has got the biggest tits and nipples you’ve ever seen in your life you’ve got my permission to feel them Billy!’
‘Please don’t do that’ pleaded Vicky moments later, certain the whole pub must be watching her as she cringed from the touch of the young lads fingers upon her Breast and nipple.
“Wow, you’re not wrong there Kev, she’s really got some tits one her!” Said the youth Billy with his still deep inside the mortified Vicky’s cleavage as she looked up at Kevin with pleading eyes, knowing she should be running from this nightmare as fast as she could.
But the undeniable reality was Vicky was now hooked on Kevin’s special crack spliffs. Morning noon and night she craved the relief they gave her along with the Vodka and at that moment Vicky craved for nothing else. This truth was bought horribly home to her when Kevin, standing before then told Vicky.
“You’ve gotta earn your fix Vicky, just like all the others, if Billy wants to feel you up then you let Billy feel you and enjoy it, now get up and come with me to my office”
Although wondering just what sort of ‘office’ Kevin could possibly have in this dingy pub At least she was rid of Bill’s pawing fingers when she rose from the bench to obediently follow Kevin.
But Vicky got the shock of her life when holding her by the arm Kevin pushed into the Men’s toilets. There, two young Men were hanging around smoking what were obviously spliffs and Vicky’s next
surprise came when Kevin thrust his head toward the door saying ‘Out!’ to the youths who obviously in fear of him followed Kevin’s instructions and left the toilet.
‘Oh God’ thought Vicky “Have I really sunk so low I have to resort to such humiliation” but the answer was soon forthcoming when Kevin pushed her into one of the graffiti covered cubicles and taking a spliff from his jacket told her.
“Like I said Vicky, you gotta earn your fix, so strip off and give me a blow job, make it a good one or there’s no goodies for you.”
And even though humiliation upon humiliation was being heaped upon her so desperate for her fix was Vicky that she complied with Kevin’s instruction. A couple of minutes later after handing Kevin her Black Bra and thong sat naked upon the toilet seat facing the standing Kevin. Aside from her black stockings and matching suspenders Vicky was rewarded by Kevin pushing and then lighting the spliff between her lips.
Inhaling deeply Vicky’s head rolled back as the first ‘hit’ swept through her consciousness, only though for her to be distraught when pulling the spliff away and smiling maliciously Kevin told her.
“Now you earn it baby so get that mouth around my cock”.
Vicky’s desperation to get another toke from the spliff Kevin was now smoking himself overrode the disgust she felt toward her lack resistance toward this young thug. So Victoria obediently unzipped Kevin and took his now familiar cock in her mouth and began sucking, kissing and licking his hard and rather smelly tool, all too aware of the pungent but oh so tempting smoky aroma of the spliff Kevin was callously blowing down over her face. Using her new found skill of pushing her tongue deep inside its slit whilst sucking Kevin’s purple cock head for all she was worth Vicky’s mouth was soon flooded with his disgusting hot sperm.
‘Hey Kev how about letting let us have some of that’!
Wiping her mouth with a tissue Vicky was aghast to see the figures of young Billy and another youth standing behind Kevin and leering at the naked woman sat upon the toilet seat.
“Oh my God………..please no!” pleaded Vicky, covering her breasts and cunt as best she could with hands and arms as the terrible youths stepped further inside the cubicle.
But by now Kevin was on a high from the spliff and dreamily saw another possibility. Sure his young friends were pretty well broke but other’s weren’t and here was the perfect opportunity for a ‘dry run’ of the idea forming in his devious mind. So eventually to Vicky’s dismay Kevin replied.
‘Sure boys, why not’
‘Please Kevin………..Please…..don’t! Pleaded Vicky, only to be rewarded by a vicious slap to her cheek, making her recoil in pain and automatically bring her hand up to her cheek and exposing her large breasts to the glare of the two youths. To her surprise Kevin then lit and pushed another spliff between Vicky’s trembling lips and before long she once again found herself on a wonderful floating high
‘I want her cunt’ said Billy forcefully before the stoned yet still alarmed Vicky
But the big black youth alongside him who’s Mother worked as a hooker then exclaimed
Hey Man, let’s say we take the bitch back to my place for the night….I got plenty of booze for her and we know Billy’s a virgin so the bitch can break his cherry’!............................................
With a nauseating taste in her mouth and her head hammering in protest, Victoria Preston gradually opened her eyes in the dimly lit room wondering why on earth she had yet again overdone a mix of spliffs and vodka.
The answer was obviously the same as every other time she asked herself this question…..yet…as her eyes fully opened and the dreadfully rancid odour of alcohol, stale tobacco and other chemicals combined with cheap frying oil assailed her nostrils, Vicky gradually realised this was unlike all those other occasions.
Vicky suddenly realised was not her own bedroom as there was no expensive bed coverings concealing her body and neither was her mature big breasted naked body dressed in one of her expensive nightgowns.
With a throbbing head and gradually clearing eyes as she reached for the a non existent bedcover there came the realisation that not only was she naked on top of the bed that was not her bed all this was most certainly her own house either.
As Vicky eyes took in the filthy room the realisation dawned upon her that she was not alone on the small filthy bed. She turned her head a little and was suddenly staring at a huge erection belonging to the huge black youth lying beside her on the bed. The shock startled Vicky into becoming at least a little more wakeful as she realised the black youth’s body lay above that of her own and that her face was directly adjacent to the huge black erection sported by the ostensibly sleeping youth.
‘Oh My God’ whispered Vicky. As the youth continued his deep sleep Vicky carefully tried to move away from him but only to be abruptly stopped from doing so when, Unable to move her left wrist away from the bed, in the dim light Vicky saw for the first time that her wrist hand been handcuffed to the iron frame of the ancient bed, trapping her on the bed alongside him.
Groaning in his sleep the black youth’s head turned upward and in his continued slumber his hand found and squeezed one of Vicky’s large breasts, murmuring ‘Mmmm’ in his semi comatose state. Fearful of waking the large black youth Vicky lay in paralysed rigidity. In turning his head and body toward her the youths face had suddenly jolted Vicky’ back to reality.
With her mind in a daze Vicky slowly pieced together the appalling events that led her to being helplessly naked beside this brute of a boy named Ray. Of how in her desperation for a fix she had agreed to Kevin’s demand she visit that awful pub and of how she was forced to suck Kevin’s cock before he would allow her a ‘fix’. Then of her horror at seeing the two youths appear in the toilet cubicle whilst was naked upon the toilet seat in the Men’s toilets.
But even that appalling indignity had soon paled into insignificance when after being forced to smoke two large spliffs, in a drug induced stupor, the naked Victoria had somehow been spirited out of a back entrance of the pub and bundled into an old car. With Billy alongside her in the rear seat holding and fondling and every crevice of her naked body Vicky had been driven here to this stinking squalid flat where her nightmare really had begun.
As Vicky lay beside the huge black youth she recalled in petrified silence Vicky gradually recalled being bundled into the filthy flat. Already naked she had been plied with vodka and pills before Ray, the youth sleeping beside her had ordered her to ‘deflower’ Billy, first by getting on her knees and sucking his cock and then straddling the youth as he lay on this very bed and guide him inside her.
Worse still was that whilst riding Billy, Vicky had been told to lean forward and place each of her nipples into his mouth in turn and tell Billy how much she enjoyed being fucked by him.
With one nipple in Billy’s greedy mouth, in her drug induced stupor Vicky had felt her buttocks forced apart and Ray’s stiff hard black cock at the entrance of her Anus.
Always horrified by the very thought of being fucked by a black man even in her drugged state of mind Vicky still squeezed her anal muscle to try and deny Ray entrance there. But with a sharp blow to her buttocks and a growl of ‘You’ll take it you fucking bitch’! Ray had forced his Vaseline covered cock through Vicky’s sphincter and buried his throbbing member deep into her bowels before slowly and brutally fucking the pained mature beauty.
With young Billy amazingly staying the course, only the walls of her vagina separated the two cocks thrusting into her. Then grabbing her Raven hair Kevin forced Vicky’s mouth over his own cock to compete a brutal triple fucking that in one form or another Vicky endured throughout the night as the three youths fucked, beat, humiliated and even pissed upon her until the finally spent young Billy had drifted off to his own home and for Kevin to eventually pass out on the filthy sofa.
As she lay trapped and terrified on the ancient bed Vicky’s mind drifted back to the appalling events after Kevin had become comatose. The huge and seemingly insatiable youth Ray, whom even Kevin had deferred to, had tied a length of rope around her neck and dragged Vicky’s cum encrusted and urine soaked body into the room she now occupied alongside him.
Forcing Vicky to her knees after giving her a warning slap on the face Ray then turned round and bent forward, after grabbing Vicky’s hair Ray then pulled her face to his buttocks and instructed Vicky to lick his filthy shit stained arse.
Lying there Vicky almost threw up at these recollections, of how after his fingers had prized his buttocks apart she had nauseatingly snaked her tongue in and around Ray’s filthy butt hole whilst he exclaimed ‘Oh Yeh Baby, momma loves cleaning ‘Uncle’ Ray’s ass!
Heaping humiliation after humiliation upon her Ray had then repeatedly raped her sore ass but this time with Vicky’s legs thrown over his shoulders whilst forcing her to pump her cunt with a huge dildo.
While allowing her to use the toilet Ray’s final disgusting act had been to drag her back into the squalid bedroom. There Ray had handcuffed Vicky’s wrist to the Iron bedstead. After arranging Vicky’s naked body on the bed Ray had then placed his own body into a position where his groin was adjacent to Vicky’s head. Then Ray lay back on the bed and told Vicky to suck him off again.
In fact during all the time he had spent in the bedroom alone with Vicky Ray had not once ‘cum’ himself but now he was going to reward his self control by shooting his load into Vicky’ mouth…and then give her a special treat. With her head buried in Ray’s groin after wearily and dutifully carrying out her task Vicky spluttered, coughed and gagged and struggled to swallow the huge wad of hot semen shooting into her mouth. For Vicky there was no escape when Ray pushed down on her head to keep her mouth firmly over his cock and even when finally spent Vicky was forced to keep her mouth clamped over Ray’s deflating cock until to her horror Ray then told her.
‘That was sooo good baby………….now something to wash it all down with’
Initially the spent exhausted mature beauty barely took notice of the few drops of acrid tasting urine, until that is those drops became a steady ever more forceful stream gushing into her mouth and down her throat from Ray’s limp cock.
‘You like that baby’? Enquired Ray
Vicky‘s futile attempts to break free of his grasp resulted only in Ray gripping her head ever harder, forcing Vicky to swallow every last mouthful of his foul tasting urine until his bladder was empty.
With a laugh and huge sigh Ray had slumped back into a deep sleep leaving Vicky helplessly ‘cuffed to the bed and unable to do anything but lay her own body back upon the bed and for herself to fall into an exhausted drug induced heavy sleep…………………………
Before last night Vicky had thought the utter horrifying humiliation of being raped by her sister’s son Dan could never have been surpassed.
But lying there beside the brutal sleeping Ray Vicky knew the horrors of last night exceeded even her ever mindful disgust at having to endure the utter sense of shame at Dan’s hot seed spurting inside her.
Shortly that realisation was confirmed when to her left Vicky could see Ray stirring and his hand stroking his erection. Where Vicky had hoped for a least a little contrition from the burly youth she found only unremitting cruelty when, stretching and yawning, Ray eased his naked body down the bed until he was face to face with the terrified Victoria Preston
“Mmmm… there’s nothing like a morning hard -on baby” he told her and began stroking Vicky’s cum encrusted body from her breasts down to her almost hairless crotch before continuing.
“So let’s make good use of it baby”
Before she could react in any way and with a speed that startled her Ray’s strong arms had lifted Vicky’s body over his own. With her left hand still handcuffed to the bedstead Vicky was unable to prevent Ray from manoeuvring her body until she was straddling Ray’s body with her sore cunt directly over his erection.
“Please………..no more” pleaded Vicky but whilst he was lighting his first spliff of the day Ray’s free hand shot upward to give Vicky’s cheek the harshest of stinging slaps.
“Fuck me and fuck me good bitch or you’ll get plenty more of that” Ray spat at Vicky before raising the spliff to her lips and telling her to take a long toke.
Terrified and fearful of another slap Vicky did his bidding and with the rush hitting her after taking two huge tokes from the spliff she lowered her sore cunt lips until they enveloped Ray’s erection and with one hand stroking her tits while using the other to smoke his spliff Ray told Vicky.
‘Now put your hands on your head and lean back, then fuck me like you mean it bitch’
Meanwhile in the next door room looking at his watch while toying with his regular morning erection Kevin saw it was almost midday. As he reviewed the events of the previous night Kevin wondered for a moment if he had not let things go to far in allowing Vicky to be brought here to Rays disgusting flat.
“Jeez we must have destroyed her Ass” thought Kevin. Looking around the dingy room there was no sign of Vicky, but after getting up and heading for the bathroom Kevin knew that after taking care of that dyke Helen/Imogene he was for once in Sean’s good books as it were. As he relived himself and smiled at the recollection of doing exactly the same thing all over Vicky, Kevin’s natural sense of rebellion came to the fore.
“Bollocks, it was her choice to go to the Pub and it was her who got herself hooked on the dope, all I did was help her out’
Kevin’s reasoning was partially motivated by his deference toward Ray who would have taken Vicky whether Kevin had agreed or not. Kevin’s thoughts turned toward the bedroom where he assumed both Ray and Vicky would be, so hitching up his boxers and without knocking he entered the bedroom.
There the groaning Victoria Preston was mounted upon Ray’s morning erection. Leaning backward whilst sliding her cunt up and down the huge black cock Vicky was sucking Ray’s his fingers deep into her mouth whilst he smoked the spliff held in the fingers of his other hand.
‘Hey, Kev man, you want some of this?’ asked Ray as Kevin stood beside them with an erection growing again inside his boxers.
Looking into her glazed eyes and dilated pupils Kevin could see Ray had got Vicky stoned again. Ray was a real animal whose enjoyment of rope bondage had been taken to a new high last night when after tying Vicky’s arms together and fashioning a rope bra around her big breasts Ray had then individually tied her huge tits so tight at their base Kevin had thought her melons would burst out of the distressed Vicky’s skin. Even then Ray wasn’t finished for after removing his leather belt Ray had then whipped Vicky’s tits so hard they’d had to gag her to quieten down her screaming.
Kevin decided Vicky looked a real mess and nothing like the mature beauty who so arrogantly strode into the Kings Arms the previous evening. Without her usual flawless make up and immaculately groomed hair Kevin decided she looked every one of her forty odd years but then again a hard-on was a hard on so why waste it.
‘Sure, let me have her mouth’ decided Kevin. After Ray had taken his fingers from Vicky’s mouth Kevin pulled her unresisting head toward his crotch. With Vicky hopeful another ‘treat’ would await her as soon as both these animals emptied their ball sacks into her she compliantly opened her mouth and without ceremony Kevin shoved his cock between Vicky’s gapping accommodating lips.
As Vicky rode Ray’s huge cock whilst sucking Kevin’s dick her stoned mind partially registered the conversation. Clearly Kevin was insistent that afterward she be cleaned up in the shower and as Billy had taken both Vicky’s bra and thong as souvenirs, dressed in her remaining clothing before being home in her car, still parked in the Pub Car Park. An idea Vicky saw as being the better of two evils until Ray told Kevin in no uncertain terms that being very interested in what a .’Posh bitch’s drum’ would look like he would be joining them.
As she felt the first spurts of Ray’s semen gushing into her womb Vicky’s only thoughts were of the little pills she had taken every night since the young brute Sean has trapped into her current lifestyle, pills she now desperately needed, pills that even now were on her bedside table, waiting for her, oh god, how she needed them before it was perhaps to late!…………………
End of Part 19
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