Timmys Tageb cher German
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Timmy reread the ad, as the bus roared up the hill and diesel fumes wafted through the open window to upset his already nervous stomach. Wanted, a personal servant to attend to my every need. Must be a male with boyish looks, at least 18, but no older. Must be no more than five-foot five inches tall or shorter. Must be thin and small. Generally, the smaller the better. Applicants must respond by email for further instructions on how to apply. No experience needed.
Timmy desperately needed this job. He was out of work, out of his rented room, and out of luck. He seemed to fit the requirements, but he stank at interviews and knew he didn't have a chance. But, what else could he do? He had only the clothes on his back, a couple of dollars he had panhandled, and an empty stomach. He wanted to eat, but he had to save the two dollars for the bus. He couldn't walk to the interview, for it was too far.
The only other possibility was to prostitute himself to any who wanted to use him. The idea scared him. He was still a virgin with no idea how to please anyone sexually. Besides, he was painfully shy.
At the library, Timmy used a computer, and a free email account to answer the ad. What he got in return were a set of bizarre instructions that he thought were a joke. He was to give the following personal information: Height and weight. Bald or not? Must have little or no body hair. Specify penis length and thickness. Any emotional attachments such as: family, girlfriends, friends, or ex-coworkers? Willingness to submit to strict rules and punishment for disobedience? If he past the written requirements, he would then report to a Doctor Morbt for a blood test and complete physical at no cost to him.
His face grew red with shame as he furtively typed in the extremely personal information. Finishing the form he clicked the send button, then waited for a response. To his surprise he received a reply an hour later informing him to report to the office of Dr. Morbt at the enclosed address between the hours of eight a.m. to five p.m. Monday through Friday. He glanced at the clock on the wall and knew he could just make it if he hurried.
At the doctor's office, he soon learned the doctor and her nurse were a couple of older women that loved to humiliate young boys. She checked out every inch of his body including the size of his penis. He remembered the doctor fondling herself, while he stood naked in front of her. Then her nurse lubricated his penis, and expertly stroked the shaft stopping, to his frustration, just before he could cum and measured its overall size.
With the examination completed the doctor said, "If you want me to send your employer a good report, you're going to be required to suck our pussies."
"I don't know how?" Timmy confessed.
The doctor laughed at him and told her nurse, "Get him ready for his first lesson."
The nurse cruelly strapped the naked boy onto the exam table while the doctor stripped off all her clothes. Doctor Morbt straddled the confused boy's face and pulled her pussy lips open wide.
Then she sat down, smothering the frightened boy under her gigantic ass cheeks and ordered, "Lick me good whore or the nurse well make you hurt!"
Timmy did not obey, so the doctor nodded to the nurse who began to squeeze Timmy's balls.
Muffled screams emerged from beneath the Doctor's ass, as the doctor again ordered, "Suck my pussy, NOW!"
This time Timmy obeyed, spurred on by the nurse who began to suck and bite down on Timmy's sore balls. After two hours of play, Timmy was finally allowed to leave.
He sat nervously on the seat as the bus bounced over the hill, past the outskirts of town, and to an area he had never seen before. These didn't look like houses, but small universities. He thought this can't be right. Now, he was on the last leg of his ordeal, and he wondered if this was a cruel joke. Why would someone in a mansion hire a bum like me?
In front of what seemed to be the largest of these homes, the bus stopped and the driver hollered back to him, "Hey, kid. This is your stop. Are you actually going in there?" he asked.
"I guess so. Why not?" Timmy nervously asked.
"It's none of my business what you do. Come on. Get off. I don't have all day!" the driver complained.
With no choice, Timmy obeyed and got off the bus. He stood starving, dejected, and wondering what he had gotten himself into! As the bus sped off down the lonely, rural road Timmy asked himself, Now what? As if in response, he heard a horn toot behind him. Jumping just in time he avoided being hit by a golf cart as it pulled up. The driver was a large buxom girl whose figure was poured into the skin tight dress that bulged in all the right places.
"Are you Timmy Smith?" she asked with a smirk.
"Yes, I am," he answered wondering why she wore the sarcastic grin.
"Smith. Is that really your name or an alias?" she asked as she laughed.
"It's my name! What of it?" he growled.
"Come over here." she ordered.
When Timmy obeyed the girl slapped him hard across the face!
"Don't get smart with me or I'll have you punished!" she warned.
Timmy began to complain until he remembered that the ad did mention punishment for disobedience.
"I'm sorry. Please forgive me," he begged.
"I'll think about it. Now get in." she ordered.
The tall athletic girl drove through a large opened gate and took a short cut across an expansive front lawn that looked more like a golf course. The short boy looked into the rear view mirror. He watched the breast of the taller driver bounced like a couple of wild animals that fought inside her dress, as his cock throbbed with excitement from the violent movements. She drove him around to the back and pointed to the servants entrance.
"Go through that door and ask for Miss Tover. She's the one who will interview you." The girl grabbed him ruffly by the collar and warned, "I wouldn't get smart with her. Understand!"
"Yes Ma'am. Sorry Ma'am," he pleaded as he hoped she wouldn't slap him again.
The cart rushed off leaving him alone. He swallowed hard and went through the door. Inside he was ushered into the presence of a very stern Miss Tover. She sat at a desk, and did not offer him a seat. She seemed amused as he fidgeted nervously in her cool presence. She looked at the report Doctor Morbt had sent as she mumbled while she read.
Then she finally looked at him and ordered, "Take off all your clothes."
"W...What did you say," he stammered.
"Do you want the job or not?" she inquired.
"Are you giving me the job?"
"Yes, now strip!"
"Am I to be given a uniform?"
"No, you shall be given a bath. You stink!"
"But, I get a uniform after. Right?"
"There's no uniform."
"I wear street clothes."
"You're very slow, aren't you? You shall serve your employer naked. Do you want the job?"
"I don't have money enough to get back to the city, and I'm starving. What am I going to do?"
"I think that should be obvious even to you. Take the job or starve. At least with this job you don't have to worry about a dress code," she laughed as she pressed a buzzer.
A moment later a tall young woman wearing a bikini top and short skirt came in and asked, "Is this him?"
Miss Tover walked around and sat on the front of the desk and answered, "Yes Mary, this is the one."
Mary sat next to her as Miss Tover ordered Timmy, "Now strip bitch, and do it very slowly."
As he obeyed, the two women opened their legs and masturbated. Sitting, they towered over him as he shook with fear.
Once he was naked, Miss Tover ordered, "Lick the cum off my fingers whore. Now!"
Trembling, Timmy obeyed as Miss Tover smiled arrogantly down at him. Mary combed her cum soaked fingers through his hair. Then she painfully grabbed a handful of his long brown locks and forced him down a hall to a large, open area for mass showers.
Mary quickly stripped and hauled him into the shower after her. She adjusted the flow until it was warm. She took a large sponge and made it nice and soapy. Without warning she put him in a head lock and began to scrub his face with the soapy sponge. Mary was joined by three other tall and naked women. Two of the women held his legs wide, while the third attached a leather ball harness tight around the base of his balls and secured it with a small pad lock.
"No. Let me go!" Timmy begged.
"If we let you go, you will have to leave. Is that what you want?" Mary asked.
When the third woman finished her task, Mary jerked Timmy upright by the hair! A chain hanging from the shower nozzle was clipped to a metal ring attached to the ball harness which held him in place like a dog on a leash. His hands were cuffed behind his back and clipped to a chained that dangled from the ceiling behind him.
Timmy was tethered between the two chains, and the girls attached legs spreaders to his ankles leaving his balls and cock totally vulnerable. When Timmy started to cry they gathered around and pressed their naked bodies against him.
Smothered by Mary's large breast, he struggled to breathe as she mockingly asked him, "Is baby going to cry?"
The others laughed.
"Are you going to obey?" Mary asked Timmy.
"Don't make me leave," he pleaded. "I'll obey."
The three girls bent Timmy at the waist and head between Mary's legs. Mary squeezed her strong thighs together trapping Timmy's head like a walnut in a nutcracker. Timmy felt Mary erotically massage her clit against the back of his head, as soapy fingers slid between his ass cheeks, around his balls, and then up and down his ten-inch shaft. His teased cock was denied release, which nearly drove him insane!
Then Mary said, "Girls...we must get him ready to meet the boss."
Timmy was squeaky clean and drenched, much to his disgust, with a girlie perfume. Timmy was taken to another room full of bright lights, make up, and extremely erotic lingerie. Mary unhand cuffed Timmy, then the other four girls forcibly strapped Timmy to a swivel type make up chair in front of a large mirror surrounded by lights.
Puzzled, Timmy asked, "What are you going to do?"
"We will transform you into a hot looking little sissy boy." Mary said as she laughed at the look on his face. "Are you going to submit?"
"No. I'm no sissy." he protested.
"Do you know what that ball harness locked around your balls does?"
Timmy nervously shook his head no.
"You don't? Let me demonstrate." she said as she produced a remote and clicked a button.
Instantly, Timmy's back arched in writhing pain that radiated from his balls and into his groin. A second later the pain was gone, and Timmy slumped in the chair as he whimpered for mercy.
"Are you willing to become a sissy slave boy for Mistress Evilynn?"
Timmy did not answer fast enough, so Mary gave him another dose of pain. Only this time, she left it on. As Timmy jerked and bucked in convulsive pain he heard loud moaning sounds from the girls in the room. Through the reflection in the mirror he watched as they masturbated, then took turns sucking each others pussies.
Timmy felt the flow of electric current tingle like needles all over his balls and up his throbbing hard shaft. The head of his cock had swollen to an enormous size which proved too tempting for Mary. She vaulted onto the chair that the helpless Timmy was strapped to and shoved her ass into his face.
Mary forced Timmy to suck her pussy, while she sucked on his balls and then ran her mouth up and down his stiff, pulsing shaft. Next, she wrapped her naughty red lips around his all day sucker and licked off the pre-cum. Timmy moaned in pleasure as Mary deep-throated his astonishing long cock!
Timmy worked his tongue furiously, as he sucked and licked the juice that squirted from her clit. Then he pressed his lips tight against her ass hole and sucked as he rammed his very long tongue through her anus and was surprised to find the soft yummy brown poop. He allowed his tongue to sink deeper into the brown goo, as he lingered over the taste.
Mary moaned and squealed with the surprise anal tongue fucking she was getting as she commanded, "Yes! Harder, whore! Deeper! DEEPER!"
Inspired by his depravity, she dove down on his cock and worked her head up and down faster and faster as the pressure grew inside her mouth. Realizing Timmy was about to cum Mary pulled her mouth off the boy's swollen cock and started to spank his balls hard, as he screamed like a little girl. She had acted just in time. She knew she would be a big trouble with Mistress Evilynn if she had taken Timmy's virginity! She clicked the remote off and watched, with relief, as Timmy's cock began to shrink.
"Why did you stop?" he asked as he cried in frustration.
"We can't play with you until Mistress Evilynn does. You belong to her. You will be her little boy, or girl as the case may be. Call her mommy, and she will call you mommy's little boy or girl. It depends on what she's in the mood for. Are you going to obey?"
"I'll do anything you tell me to Mary." Timmy said as he stared into Mary's eyes.
"OH NO! He's in love." Mary said as the others laughed.
"It serves you right for sucking on one of Mistress Evilynn's toys." laughed Becky as she expertly began to apply make up. Soon, the already long haired Timmy, more closely resembled a little girl then a boy, with make up that would appeal to the taste of the most discriminating pervert.
Timmy stared at his new persona in the mirror, with bewilderment. The face that stared back looked more believable as a little girl than a boy.
Mary stroked Timmy's huge cock as she proposition him, "If you agree to do as told and please Mistress Evilynn, then you will sleep in my bed when Mistress allows it. What do you say baby? When you aren't sleeping with mommy, you get to sleep with your big sister. Sound good to you? But, only if you learn to do all the naughty things that please me. OK, whore. Do we have a deal?"
Timmy nodded with lust, until Becky said, "You might change your mind and wont to sleep with mommy exclusively when you see her alarming figure. One of her breast is twice the size of your head. OH NO, now he looks confused!" Becky deviously laughed. "Besides, why are you the only one who gets to fuck with baby brother, Mary?"
"Do you expect me to share!" Mary shouted.
Miss Tover popped her head into the room and asked, "Any problems here girls?"
"No Miss Tover." the girls replied in unison.
"Then get him ready! Or do you all need to be hung by the arms and bull whipped?"
"No Miss Tover." the girls replied again in unison.
"And don't forget that I get first dibs on new meat when Mistress is not using it. Understand girls?"
"Yes Miss Tover." the girls all replied.
When Miss Tover was gone Mary reassured Timmy, "Don't worry about her. She just likes to make a noise. She plays only with Mistress, and never with her boys. If makeup is done, he needs to be dressed." Mary said to Becky, as she asserted her authority. "I'm your supervisor! Remember! If I want Timmy to be my toy, then he will be!" Mary said as she slammed Becky against the wall. "Got it? Now get him dressed!"
Soon, Timmy was wearing small, frilly, red, silk panties. The panties were crotchless, allowing the excited long cock and balls the dangle free. On his shapely legs the boy wore shear, black stockings that were attached to a black, silk garter belt. To top it off he wore a pair of six inch spiked heels that he found hard to walk in.
Then Mary put what looked like a diamond studded dog collar round his neck. It felt snug though not too tight. Then she put matching cuffs around each wrist. Dangling from each cuff was stainless steel clips. Each clip snapped onto steel rings hanging from both sides of the dog collar. Locks were added making it impossible to release the clips from the collar without a key making Timmy unable to use his hands.
They laid Timmy face down, and fastened matching cuffs around his ankles. While bending his legs back from the knees, short chains were clipped to the ankle cuffs, and the other end of the chains to a ring on the back of the dog collar leaving Timmy erotically hogtied on the floor. They pulled his arms behind his back, like bent chicken wings, and a strong steel pole was fitting through the openings behind his elbows. A girl took hold of each end of the pole and lifted Timmy up off the floor and placed each end of the pole on their shoulders like a yoke.
Now Timmy, still hogtied, dangled by his elbows from the steel pole as Mary said, "We're done. Let's take him to see Mistress Evilynn."
Mary and Becky solemnly led the procession down the long marble hall. Their naked feet echoed ominously from the walls of the cathedral like corridor, while two tall, strong girls followed transporting the tiny boy. Timmy hung from a steel rod borne on the shoulders of the two girls, as he swung painfully between their nude, muscular bodies.
The frightened Timmy wanted to beg them to let him down, but a ball gag muffled his screams for help. The gag projected like a cone into his throat causing him to gag. Drool flowed like slimy ribbons from Timmy's mouth through a whole in the middle of the ball gag. His warm saliva flowed down his naked chest onto his hard shaft and off the tip of his swollen penis.
At the end of the hall stood enormous double doors made of polished mahogany with two tall, naked girls who acted as sentries. They immediately opened the doors allowing the procession to enter unhindered. The hall was massive with tall ceilings, marble floors, and mirrored walls with ornately gilded gold frames.
Mistress Evilynn was enthroned at the head of the mirrored hall, and regally motioned for them to come forward. As they approached Mistress Evilynn coolly inspected the tiny Timmy that hung helplessly in pain. Her luscious red lips arched back into a cruel grin while she enjoyed the agony on Timmy's small face.
"Slave! Suck my pussy!" she ordered.
A naked boy dutifully dropped to his knees before her. She opened her fur line robe and exposed her voluminous breast, firm abs, and strong, large round ass, and muscular thighs. Evilynn casually draped her long, shapely legs over the cushioned arms of her throne and motioned to the small boy to begin. The slave boy's face drowned in cum, as he buried his eager small face deep between her huge pussy lips privileged with the task of satisfying her cruel lust. She sank back in her seat and moaned, while her legs jerk with spasms of pleasure, and her mountainous breast rolled and bounced across her chest like firm jello! She watched while Timmy was tortured as he hung before her. Her sadistic laughter filled the hall as Timmy pathetically jerked and twitched like a bug by his arms as cattle prods repeatedly jabbed his balls and cock. With each jolt, Timmy's cock became harder and longer!
While she enjoyed the torture she asked Becky, "How would you punish Mary? What do you think I should do to her?"
She coolly watched as confusion formed on Mary's face. Becky spent much of her time fantasizing about getting even with Mary. Now the opportunity was finally here!
"I would give her two options: Hang her on a cross for a full eight hours or be my toilet slave for a week!" Becky proudly suggested.
"That's an excellent suggestion!" Mistress Evilynn praised. "That's just what I shall do to you, Becky. I am tired of your disobedience and lazy attitude. Which punishment do you want? Mary, I owe you a birthday present. Would you enjoy Becky as a toilet slave or hung from a cross?"
Becky fell prostrate before Mistress Evilynn and pleaded, "Please Mistress! Forgive me!"
"That's up to Mary" Mistress said.
"May I have anything I want?" Mary asked.
"Yes, you may."
"May I have the new boy as my whore?"
"What about Becky?"
"Let her go with a warning. If she doesn't change, she will become my permanent toilet slave."
"I will do as you wish, but I get the use of your boy as a pain slut and whore occasionally."
"Yes Mistress. Will you grant me another request? May I adopt Timmy as my son?"
"Why would you want to do that?" Mistress asked?
"I've always wanted to fuck my own son," Mary answered.
Mistress Evilynn laughed, "Yes, wicked Mary! Incest is my favorite also! Every summer when my nephew comes to stay I make him sleep naked in my bed and smother him with my breast."
Mary and Timmy sat in leather cushioned chairs as the lawyer explained to Timmy, "By signing this document you not only become Mary's son, but also her property!"
"A slave? I will become Mary's slave? Is that what you want Mary?" Timmy asked.
"Yes Timmy. I love you, and I want you to be my son, whore, and slave boy. Be sure before you sign. This is a life long commitment," Mary warned. "It can't be changed."
"I never belonged to anyone before. I never had parents, no family, friends, or a home. I've always been alone and no one cares about me. Now I live in a mansion full of big sisters and a mommy who wants to fuck me! I want to be your son and your whore Mary," Timmy said as he carefully signed the document. "There! It is done!"
"Now you're mommy's little baby boy," Mary said.
"Will I sleep in your bed mommy?" Timmy asked.
"Yes, and Mommy will rape her little boy every chance she gets."
"When will you rape me mommy?"
"Tonight baby. Mommy will rape you tonight! Now come to mommy."
Mary picked Timmy up and held him in her arms like a baby and said, "Suck on my tits and drink mommy's milk. That's a good boy!"
Timmy satisfied his empty stomach with Mary's warm milk and fell asleep in her arms.
In the morning Timmy woke up from a deep sleep. He slept soundly through the night after drinking mommy?s milk. Timmy was disappointed, for he realized mommy had not raped him last night. He looked up into the mirrored ceiling and saw his small body, as he lay naked in a sea of silk sheets, comforters, and down filled pillows that covered a bed well beyond king size. Timmy watched his excited cock grow and throb as he wondered what mommy would do to him today!
?Maybe she will rape me,? he hoped.
He looked around mommy?s bedroom and noticed the ten-foot walls were mirrored from floor to ceiling. He also marveled at how big and luxurious it was. Timmy heard a noise coming from another room and timidly went to see whether it were his sexy new mommy. The door stood open, so he went in to investigate. Mary sat on a toilet seat mounted over a cramp cage that held Becky whose upturned face was busy licking the pee and poop from Mary?s perfectly shaped ass. Mary delightedly squealed as Becky fervently dug deep into Mary?s ass.
?Good morning my little baby boy whore. Give mommy a wet kiss,? she said as she sensually licked her large red lips with her long snake like tongue.
Lust for mommy drew the mesmerized Timmy irresistibly to her yummy evil lips, mountainous breast, large round ass, narrow firm waist, and bulging muscles that rippled sensuously when she moved. He was so hot for mommy that he forgot the caged Becky who serviced Mary?s ass and pussy. Mary drew little Timmy into her strong arms and sucked his mouth violently, as her long serpent tongue slithered far down his throat! She moaned in incestuous pleasure of Timmy?s mouth, while she drove her tongue deeper into her little boy?s throat.
Mary listened with sadistic pleasure, as her little baby boy gagged and coughed while her tongue dove deeper into his throat. Timmy?s eyes rolled back into his head, as he struggled to breathe. He felt his mommy?s strong hand methodically stroke his cock and felt the blood pounding in his ears and up his excited bulging shaft. He felt a delicious terror growing within him as he uselessly struggled to break free from Mary?s muscular arm and vice like grip. Mary alternately flattened then blocked her baby?s airway with her tongue allowing just enough air to keep him conscious and alive as she stroke the head of his hot swollen meat.
?Don?t fight it baby. Trust mommy. My baby must suffer if he wants to cum,? she said while her beautiful face flushed with demonic inspiration. ?Suffer for mommy,? she urged then drove her tongue sadistically down his throat again blocking his airway!
Timmy obeyed his horny mommy, open his mouth wide in total submission, and gave his tiny body willingly to her deprave desire. He welcomed a chance to please his sexy, wicked mommy as he felt light headed, his face began to tingle, and the delight of sensual evil as it took control of his mind, body, and spirit. Just as he would pass out, mommy removed her long wet tongue from his mouth, while warm saliva dripped onto his naked chest.
Immediately, her strong arms held him up side down like a pathetic rag doll. She eyed his cock like a predator, as it bobbed up and down in-line with her sensual face. Then, with her cum hungry mouth she sucked violently on his cock, sucking his balls in as well like a praying mantis devouring her prey. His legs and arms jerked helplessly about in an erotic spasm and pain as he moaned in delightful terror. His head felt as if it had exploded as waves of pleasure nearly killed him! Timmy's hot, liquid lust shot into her hungry mouth, while she, like a cum connoisseur, savored, and licked every drop! Mary pulled a cord to summon the servants.
While mommy greedily licked her lips of Timmy?s cum she said, ?Mommy gave her little baby boy all her milk. Now mommy must milk Timmy of all his cum.?
When the servants came Mary ordered, ?Get my baby boy dressed in pretty little undies. I must milk his cock this morning.?
?Well you want him hung Ma?am?? a servant asked.
?Yes,? Mary answered.
?By the arms or neck,? a servant asked.
?Um, the neck would be fun. I want my baby boy to suffer for mommy.?
?Please mommy. No! Did I do something wrong?? Timmy cried.
?No baby, you?re perfect. Timmy must learn to please mommy. Obey me!?
Soon, Timmy was wearing small, frilly, red, silk, crotchless panties. The boy wore shear, black stockings attached to a black, silk garter belt, and six inch spiked heels.
Confused, Timmy watched the servants roll a table over Mary?s lap, then locked the casters so the table would not move.
?Up on the table,? Mary ordered him.
The frightened Timmy obeyed as he awkwardly struggled to stand in high heels. As he stood on the table, he noticed his cock bobbed very close to Mary?s mouth. Next, the servants handcuffed his hands behind his back, then put leg spreaders around his ankles making it even more difficult to stand. A ball gag that projected down his throat caused him to gag. A noose was lowered from a pulley mounted to the ceiling and put around Timmy?s neck, while he was forced to stand on his toes. The noose was made not to tighten around Timmy?s neck, but it caused him to experience a strangling sensation when he was not standing on his toes.
?Now mommy can listen to her little baby boy suffer while she drains his cock of yummy, hot cum,? Mary gloated.
Mary placed her strong hands on Timmy?s sweaty thighs. She smiled with pleasure as she felt her baby boy tremble with fear. Her eyes glazed over with lust as she watched him struggle to stay on his toes.
?Let?s make it harder. Hang weights from his balls!?
The servants hung very heavy weights from Timmy?s balls, and Mary watched delightedly as Timmy?s leg muscles shook as he strained to stay up on his toes. Soon, fatigue forced his heels down causing him to strangle as the noose pulled tightly against his throat. Then he struggled back onto his toes allowing him to breathe again. Repeatedly he became tired and was forced to strangle again and again.
Mommy?s pussy grew wet as she listened serenely to Timmy?s suffering while she continuously sucked on his cock bringing her baby boy to climax repeatedly as she steadily milked him of nearly all his cum. Mary knew Timmy had one load of cum left.
?Let?s have some fun. Unlock the casters on the table,? Mary ordered.
Mary leaned back on her seat and put one foot on each corner of the table. Slowly she rolled the table back, as she watched the terrified Timmy struggle to stay on top of the table. She continued to play her wicked game with Timmy as Becky furiously raked her tongue across Mary?s clit. As Mary climaxed, Timmy?s demonic mommy kicked the table out from under Timmy and watched him hang by the neck. Then Mary furiously sucked Timmy?s stiff cock as he hung helplessly by the neck and kicked his feet about. While she sucked Timmy was lowered to the floor. As he lay dazed, Timmy moaned as his last load shot into his evil mommy?s mouth.
Mommy stroked Timmy?s head as she lay beside him on the bed and asked, ?Did you enjoy that baby??
?Yes Mommy. May I have your tongue down my throat again?? Timmy asked.
?Later baby. Mommy has something new to try!? said Mary. ?I hope you know how to fight.?
?Boxing??
?No, baby. Wrestling.?
?Who will I have to wrestle?? Timmy asked a little shaken.
?Just a girl,? Mary answered with a sly look.
?A big girl like you?? Timmy nervously asked.
?No, baby. One a little smaller than you,? Mary explained.
Timmy watched as a wicked smile formed on mommy?s sexy mouth and wondered why.
end part 4 (more to come)
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Introduction: The first time I pleasured and worshipped my wifes ass. The first time I rimmed my wife was an experience we both will never forget. It forever changed our sex life for the better. This event took place on the Valentines Day before I proposed to her. Let me explain a little bit about us. For a very long time, I had sealed my heart away. I dated some fucked up bitches when I was young and dumb. I was raised in Hawaii with influences from Eastern culture. The whole concept of...
This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. A true story This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. My wife and I were attending a car show in Newport Beach. It was at the Newporter Inn, a classically...
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Reddit NSFW List"Timmy And The Hendersons" Timmy was now "Miss Joyce," a vintage 50's style lady-of-the-house, and he'd been so for over two years now. Gladys Henderson had had him on female hormones for the entire time since he'd moved in after catching him dressing in her things when he was there for yard work or to shovel snow over the few years he'd worked for them as a local independent. While Gladys and Ned left for shopping or lunch on the weekends Timmy would often look around the house....
"Timmi" A late model buff-pink Bentley rolls up the short drive just off the tree lined street at the edge of a secluded suburb. The car pauses at a black metal gate guarded by brick faced columns, the columns join a high stucco wall which shows tall conifer trees behind. A woman's white gloved hand activates a switch, the massive gate opens. The gloved hands steer the car as it turns in through the gate and continues up the curved concrete drive disappearing into the tree lined lot...
Timmy was too embarrassed to come out of his cell. He wasn't just embarrassed; he was afraid, afraid of what might become of him now. He couldn't believe what he had done. It didn't matter that he had no choice. He should have fought. Every convict in the prison had to have heard how he had given head to a big black convict by now. Shit there was an entire room full of hardcore convicts who had literally watched. Sure that female corrections officer had, had him by the balls - literally, but he...
When the three of them got home, Suzie rushed for the bathroom then turned back and said “where’s your bathroom, I’m bursting for a pee” “up the stairs and first door on the left” jess replied, Suzie rushed up quickly, Timmy Dumped his school bag by the door and sat down on the couch in front of the telly, Jess joined him on the couch as they waited for Suzie, After a minute Suzie came down and sat on Timmy’s lap, “okay guys I was thinking we could watch some movies” jess said with a smile,...
We all had a good night’s sleep and used one of our own Cargo skimmers that was part of the Destroyers equipment to fly back instead of walking and were told to join all the other cadets in a large assembly hall with flags of the Union hanging from the ceiling where I estimated perhaps 600 senior Cadets had gathered. There were no chairs, everyone was standing. At one end of the assembly hall was a raised platform and a lectern with the Newport Academy logo. I saw an Admiral coming in. I...
Johnny led Timmy through "D"-tier. "D"-tier was a section of the prison claimed, owned and run by a dangerous black prison gang known as The Spooks. Sane white boys stayed away from it if they had a choice. Timmy didn't. Johnny used to have a choice once upon a time, but then he crossed race lines and made a couple of deals he thought would be scores. They weren't; in fact the deals had blown up in his face and now Johnny was indebted to The Spooks; plus no white gangs, or any other gangs for...
"Timmy" Timmy had been spending summers with his aunt Madge for several years. She had caught him in her lingerie drawer when he was nine and after a spanking and a severe scolding she had thought the episode was now in the past. But the next summer when he was ten it happened again! After another scolding and a few threats to expose him as a little sissy Madge was confident her nephew was now back in line. And for the next few summers it seemed so. But now, this year with little...
To describe myself a bit, I'm 24 years old, 5'7", 115 lbs. I have long dirty blonde hair, C-cup boobs, and green eyes. I like running and working out and going to the gym on base. I've been told I have an athletic body and the guys at the gym are always hitting on me. I don't have any children. I have been married since I've been 18 years old - right out of High School. I got ready to go to the interview at the office I would be working out of. I wore a nice blouse, knee...
Timmy came around slowly. He tried to rub his eyes and discovered he couldn't move. He was dry as dust and there was something strapped in his mouth. His nose ached. He looked around. With growing shock, he saw that there were silver cuffs on his wrists, just above his elbows, just above his knees and around his ankles. Taut cables ran from the cuffs to a metal frame. He was naked, hanging just off the ground. Timmy struggled, trying to get free as the fear and panic rose in him. It was no...
It was lunch, Jess Walked down the corridor and turned left, towards the canteen, as she passed the girls toilets she heard a noise, a very familiar noise, she stealthily crept inside, knowing what the sound was, as she came up to the cubicle the sounds were coming from she froze, jess peeked up over the partition as saw none other than Suzie miller Sucking on her little brother’s huge cock, Suzie’s face was already covered In cum, Timmy suddenly looked up, and saw jess, he instantly blew...
We begin with a mini-montage of life in Newcastle-upon-Tyne ... A shot of Gray’s Monument, of the busy Eldon Square shopping center, St James’ Park football stadium, before we find ourselves in a busy street, looking up at an impressive, and very modern looking 5 story glass fronted building. We can see through the glass walls, seeing the staircases and offices inside. And then, stepping into frame from the side, trying not the block the architectural masterpiece – another masterpiece of...
The girls were insatiable after that. Timmy fucked them both regularly for all of June, until it was time for them to go to Spain with the family for two weeks. They went to Barcelona first and Timmy loved it. The girls were exotic and very sexy. The Spanish men hit on Rachel constantly. The coolest thing was the Gaudi park in the hills above the city. Next, we went to Majorca. I was in the hotel amusement room, playing a video game, when a girl walked in. She looked about my age, and was...
“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” Jessica Buske whispered to herself, crying. She was sitting on a bench in the park. It was the only place she could think of to go. Jessica is a pretty red head, nice figure. She’s wearing a business suit. “Cutbacks...cutbacks...” she repeated it to herself, almost not believing the meaning of the word. The word seemed like some kind of a curse on her. Her whole life had changed an hour ago. And now, here she was, in the park in the middle of the afternoon, wondering...
His dreams had been torture, nightmares and sex scenes all mixed up. He had an erection when they woke him in the morning. They took him to the bathroom and made him wash and use the toilet. Breakfast was eggs and oatmeal in a bowl, on the floor, with the water bowl next to it. While he ate, the trainer toyed with the cane on the upraised ass. Timmy was very frightened at what the day held. They took him to the first room. He almost pissed himself with fright. Claire was there. "This is...
One night while looking on jobsites you spot a job advert from my company. “Import and export firm seeks a personal assistant, will involve some travelling, sometimes travelling will be to foreign countries, salary 24 – 26K depending on experience. Would prefer somebody with previous experience but this is not essential” For some reason this advert strikes a chord with you and the role sounds very interesting to you. You especially like the idea of being paid to travel to...
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Premium Handjob Porn SitesFred's New Job By S. J. Burton About a month ago me and my wife Mary, had the biggest argument of our marrage. It seems that she was angry at me because she thinks that I don't help around the house enough, and that if it wasn't for her this home would be a pig-sty. I laughed and told her that I thought that it was enough for me to go out to work everyday, without having to come home to even more menial chores. Mary fumed at me about this. "You think that looking after you and this...
Author's Note: Another quick story after far too much time away from writing. I was forced to use my vacation or lose it at work, thus the sudden flurry of activity. I am always looking for story suggestions, especially now that I have time to work on them. For example, this one is for a man who wanted a story featuring a much more willing sissy receptionist working at an auto shop. I hope you enjoy this. Once again, I welcome comments here or...
Jim's New Job by Karen Elizabeth L. (KarenTV720) I was only sixteen when my life changed. I know now that the change was definitely best for me but I had serious doubts during the time the change was occurring. I suppose the biggest problem was that I had no idea of what was happening to me or why. But before I get involved in some deep philosophical discussion let me explain what happened. Liked I said I was only sixteen and in the middle of my junior year in high...
We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a Geordie-land’s infamous night-life. Along the Quayside, teaming with young bodies as the youth of the Toon move from pub to pub, barely wearing enough to protect them from the cold northern wind. Then we’re around the corner on a street with four story buildings on either side of a wide street, with plenty of pedestrian space infront of multiple pubs and clubs. Everyone looking very relieved that the lockdown is over and the party has...
Weeks later. They woke him from his exhausted sleep. He had been dreaming of Beevis fucking his ass. He was fully erect. Beevis smacked his erection with a crop as Butthead gripped his upper arms from behind. "Go soft!" Beevis ordered him. "Yes sir." Timmy thought about clubbed seals, dead babies, anything to lose his erection. It worked, but took a few minutes. Beevis smacked his cock until he was soft. Then Beevis ordered him, "Grow hard!" and smacked him until he did, fantasizing...
First Day at the New Job John sat there with his sweaty hands clenched together. His right leg was shaking in a nervous twitch. John looked up at the man sitting across from him; all that separated him and an intimidating man wearing a fine suit was a simple wooden desk. He looked down at his hands trying to figure out the right answer to his question. "God I hate interviews," is the only thought in his mind. About a month ago, John's old company went through a series of...
NOTE: As always, if you are offended by transgendered themes then by all means don't read this story. Thank you to all the wonderful readers and their kind comments. I have many other stories binging around in this twisted head. I'm glad you find them "tit-ilating". Enjoy. LS My New Job By Lord Stormbringer Sam rolled over in bed, pulling the covers over his head. His wife, Sharon, punched his shoulder, demanding that he get out of bed. "What for," he mumbled. "To get a...
Mark was still mortified the following day and called in sick rather than face his boss, Ezra DeZam. But DeZam surprised him, and came by his motel room to see how he was and to impart some important information to him. “Listen Mark, here in Monroe, some of us play it fast and loose. We have good reason for it. Other folks have tried to fit in here ... this climate sucks. We get torrential rain followed by floods and the humidity and heat are enough to drive you crazy. Seemed like everyone...
Author: [email protected]: 9/9/11Title: The Dream Job Friday 1pm.Mindy was relaxing at home and drinking a soda. She had just got off the phone with the secretary at St. Paul private school. She just accepted a job offer to be the new school counselor, and that was no easy feat mind you. Mindy had 3 interviews, 2 of them with more than one person, and went out of her way to make friendly with those who interviewed her. Mindy even went as far as finding out through word of...
Weeks later They woke Timmy as usual and made him get hard and soft, as usual. Chained by his nose ring, they took him to the bathroom and then to breakfast. He was enjoying the Tai Chi and the exercise. His body was changing. He moved smoothly now and he was lean and getting sculpted from the weight lifting. He ran five miles everyday. The soreness from the vasectomy was long gone. He knew he should be outraged that it was done without his consent, but obedience had been caned into him and...
Portions of this story are true although sadly not all of it. I will leave it up to the reader to choose which aspects of it that they want to believe as fact. Admittedly, not my finest hour. I fell asleep at work and was fired. I don't necessarily feel like it was completely my fault due to certain circumstances but it happened, so there I was out of work, my lease was up, and I had no money whatsoever. I was in pretty bad shape. Naturally I called my mom. Mom jumped on the...
A New Job By Cassandra Morgan 8:45 a.m. The sound was like the echo of a rifle shot, a sharp clap every time the heel of a shoe hit a floor tile. The steps were ominous and mean, like the cracking of a whip. They shouted that someone was approaching, and that world should pay attention. It was the sound of a heel on an office floor, and every step made Paul Taylor feel worse. It was the sound of his heartbeat, beating out of control. He moved into the office of National...
I had a quick look around, Lisa was sat next to her dad, herbrother was on the other chair. The only space for me to sit was nextto Judy, Lisa’s mom. They’d just had a family barbecue and as Lisa’sboyfriend, I had been invited along. We’d all had a bit to drink andnow we were inside continuing the party, having polished off the food.I had been with Lisa for just over three years and was considered verymuch as part of her family. Lisa was a year younger than me attwenty-one with blonde hair, and...
************ Wendy moaned as her husband slowly licked around her pussy. She grabbed the sheets in her ecstasy. An orgasm rising excruciatingly slowly in her. Ian was great at cunnilingus. He practiced often on his wife. Delighting in the way his tongue could give her pleasure. In high school his second girlfriend had made fun of his small penis. She had actually laughed at him when they had sex the first and only time. After that he always tried to start his lovemaking by going down on...
Leo's New Job Produced by Leoroc Written by Verandert Leo angrily slammed the mop to the floor. It wasn't fair. None of it was. He'd been working at this women's clothing store for a week now. Not by choice, of course. When the cops caught him tagging up those old apartment buildings on Reed Street, they hauled him in front of a judge. Leo didn't personally think that tagging some broken down buildings that no one even lived in anymore was worth a court appearance: a slap on...
A New Job By Margaret Jeanette Sue Baeten was on her way home. She was looking forward to a good supper. She had given her husband, Tim, twenty dollars that morning to pick up pork chops for supper. They were on sale at the local grocery store. With Tim being out of work for over six months, money was tight and they didn't get to enjoy top of the line food often. They had to shop the sales. She was getting out of the car when she saw the empty wine bottle. She was angry...
After Sheba pumped her spunk into Timmy's suck hole and had him swallow her load, she shaved him smooth and hairless like a woman should be. She then dressed him up in a patchwork of lacy lingerie similar to the way Madonna used to dress when she started her career. She even put a bow in his hair and had him put on the lacy fingerless elbow length gloves. A lacy garter held his fishnet stockings thigh high for a nice sexy effect. There was no need for a skirt or panties. They wouldn't be on...
It was my first day on the job, the first day of my year in industry for my degree course and, though it may seem strange, I knew no-one in the company, the job had been arranged by the college. All I knew was the company was a publishing house, I had to report to a Mrs. Fenner and that I was to be working as an editors assistant, my course tutor in 'Reporting' had said that the job would be an eye opener, I hadn't understood the wink he gave when he made the comment. So here I was at the...
THE DA'S NEW JOB Kate Wilson, big city attorney and now New York's newest DA justarrived a few days ago to start her new job. Kate a highly decorated lawyerhad gotten the promotion just a few days after the former DA disappearedunder mysterious conditions. Kate at just 28 years of age and standingat a mere 5ft4 and tipping the scales at 115lbs. The young lawyer was everywoman's nightmare and a man's wet dream she has a well toned body her 34-26-36cshape always gets her the hoots and whistles. ...
Chapter 1 Michael and Lorraine were a married couple that owned a furniture business with three locations. Lorraine had always been rather domineering, and Michael had grown tired of it. After eleven years of marriage, they finally divorced. They stayed partners in the business, Lorraine remaining at the Eastwick store most of the time, and Michael spending most of his time at their Bridgeton location and the rest at Eastwick. Neither Michael nor Lorraine spent much time at the third location....
VoyeurWhen my former boss, John, left, the job just wasn’t the same anymore. I didn’t look forward to work like before when each day was so exciting. I missed those morning meetings and “coffee sessions” with John. So within a month I started looking for something new. I had a girlfriend whose husband worked for a company in the East Bay that was looking for some office workers. It was a large construction company and working for them would be at the corporate business office.I applied and was hired....
Office SexThe first day in a new job... Everyone is slightly nervous on their first day in a new job. Amanda was no exception. Not massively nervous - no reason to be, Just the vague threat of the new. After all - this was job was not going to be that challenging to her. She was not going to be a PA to a high flyting executive - although that would be her top choice. Not an office manager. No senior position. Amanda's new job was a receptionist. Something she thought she could do with her eyes...
“New, job huh? Did you get one of the TA-ships?” Artemis asked as she dropped off the pull up bar. Lacey’s roommate was named after a goddess by her parents who wanted her to know strength. In the end the name was fitting, as her father had taught her how to bow hunt and her tuition was paid for by her Archery Scholarship. For a year, she’d been bugging Lacey to walk on for the cross country team, since she was so fit, but it wasn’t of interest to Lacey. Who’d want a walk on senior? Still,...
Shawna had had a rough month. Her job as a secretary had gone due to the pandemic and new positions were very hard to come by- firms simply weren’t hiring. Bills and rent were piling up and the savings she had put aside were dwindling fast.At her old job Shawna had been well respected and seen as maybe a little dull. She was a quiet person who wore cardigans and rimless spectacles. No one really ever thought of her as a sexual being.But appearances are deceptive. What no one knew was that her...
Shawna had had a rough month. Her job as a secretary had gone due to the pandemic and new positions were very hard to come by- firms simply weren’t hiring. Bills and rent were piling up and the savings she had put aside were dwindling fast.At her old job Shawna had been well respected and seen as maybe a little dull. She was a quiet person who wore cardigans and rimless spectacles. No one really ever thought of her as a sexual being.But appearances are deceptive. What no one knew was that her...
I kissed Jeryl softly, so as not to wake her, and quietly headed out of the house for my morning run. Once again, running had become my thinking refuge. There was peacefulness to my mind as I pounded out the miles. The first weeks of summer had flown by with meetings and time in the office drafting papers and filing patents. I had spent the past two weeks in upstate New York with Doctors Reis and McTavish as we worked on the fabrication process to build our custom microprocessors. We had not...
On the way he practices the speech he will give to Karen. In his mind he sees her smiling, supportive as always, as he tells her they would get back on their feet in no time. They had a good savings account, patiently built, and Ted was the best accountant there was. He imagined her smiling sweetly and kissing him on the forehead. Ted smiled back to the empty air and struggled his way into the house, eager to see the love of his life. “Karen?” Ted yells as he slips off his loafers. ...
The New Job By Kelly Ann Rogers This is a story about becoming. It's also a story about learning how to love, both yourself and others. As our heroine progresses through the most tumultuous year of her life, she must deal with a variety of challenges, some ageless and others thoroughly modern. Some of theses challenges are mundane but real, others are more unusual, difficult, and intense. As she deals with each challenge, our heroine learns an important lesson, some about being...
This character has nothing to do with the Isaac in Midnight Plush (q.v.). The idea for this story came in a dream, and that was his name in the dream, so I didn’t change it. This is the closest thing to a traditional short story I’ve submitted, and I would really like solid critique on it. Especially, did I do a good job of writing from a man’s point of view? Oh, and I guess I should state this explicitly, based on some so-called ‘feedback’ I’ve gotten on other stories: Everything I write is...
(Thank you for the good reviews. The good doctor is in but unfortunately you need a referral to get the address to his office. LS) Carl's New Job By Lord Stormbringer Reviewing his diary, Doctor Lansing sighed and leaned back in his chair. Poetic justice was tiring to mete out. He had enjoyed his first shemale, Billie, but he had grown tiring to the doc. Billie still looked fabulous, probably even better than when he awoke to his inner self. Billie's tits were 40DD with two-inch...
The next morning I watched thru half-closed eyes and Jon got out of bed and went into the bathroom to shower. I couldn't decide how I was going to tell him what had led to last night. I knew that Joan had complete control over me but I don't think she really understood what Jon was really like. Last night had been so shocking and surprising to him that I knew he had acted in a very abnormal way. It had been way too much for him to handle like it hit him. I knew that in the light of the day...
Hi lads. As normal, all my stories are true and I’ll only change names to protect identities. Don’t forget to comment after reading if you enjoyed it Happy reading guys. ***************************** Another boring day in the North East. With money to burn, me and my friend (lass) decided to get the train from Darlington through to the Metrocentre. If you’ve done this trip, you know you have to transfer at Newcastle. Newcastle station itself is a dull dreary place, loud and unexciting. But...