Donny N Marie
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Donnie\'s Bitch
By Amanda Collsen
Chapter 1
Secrets
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Amanda stood shocked and very angry watching her mother from the archway to the lounge room.? Angela Thompson was the same woman who only last week, had found her in a compromising position with her lover and had spewed forth a tirade of insults and abuse. She had called her daughter, ?A perverted whoring slut,? along with every other known derogatory term under the sun. Amanda quietly slipped back out of the room to fetch her digicam vowing revenge.
This same foul mouthed mother now lay on the lounge room floor naked, with one hand firmly lodged in her cum drenched pussy, while the other was wrapped around the cock of the family’s pet Great Dane Donnie, driving its cock in and out of her vile mouth. And Amanda was getting it all on tape. This was a godsend, a form of Karma, if you like. Amanda smiled cynically to herself, she was a big believer in Karma, and she lived her life with the belief that you treat others as you; yourself would want to be treated. And this was way too good to miss on camera.
Sitting quietly in front of her monitor, Amanda shuddered as she reviewed the footage of her mother’s degenerate sexual display.? She thought to herself, ?She berated me for having a sexual relationship with Sam.? Sam and she loved each other, but how could you love a dog, an animal, so much as to want to have intercourse with it?? It was too far remote from her way of thinking to come to terms with.
? Amanda and Samantha had been friends for like, forever, always playing together, never being too far from each other’s side since they could walk. While no one suspected their attraction for each other, especially Sam’s parents, originally their friendship was purely platonic, but as it is, as time went by they realized they had a special love for one another.
? That’s what hurt Amanda so much, when her vindictive bitch of a mother had rung Sam’s parents to tell them what she had discovered.? To say Sam’s parents were religious would be a gross understatement; in fact they put the religious zealots waging holy war to shame. On hearing the news from her, they waged a war so cruel that it forced Sam to flee to women’s refuge with only the cloths on her back, torn and tattered as they were. Physically beaten and emotionally humiliated in front of all her family was nothing to the extremes of being dragged kicking and screaming into church to be berated and further humiliated by the parishioners and clergy for her ?perverted thoughts and actions?.
Amanda wasn’t sure if Sam would ever be the same after that, Amanda had tried talking to her, trying to apologize for her stupid mothers actions, but Sam just sat with her arms wrapped around herself, rocking back and forward, sobbing quietly.? Amanda had tried to hold her, but Sam had pulled away with stark terror etched over her tear stained face. ?The bruises were clearly evident under the gown she was wearing, something that had been given her by one of the ladies from the refuge, after seeing that her cloths were of no practical use.? Amanda wanted to die right there and then and had cursed her mother.
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?Revenge is mine!? sayeth the Lord. Sam’s parents used it all the time. ?It may very well be!? thought Amanda, and ?The lord works in mysterious ways!? That was another statement she’d heard, so what’s to say that the Lord isn’t using her to exact punishment for the wrong her mother meted out to Sam.? Amanda was ready to put her plan into action, all she needed to do was wait, wait till her mother fell asleep. Amanda didn’t need to tiptoe into her mother’s bedroom, Angela was a sound sleeper, taking the collar and chain she’d purchased that day and she slipped it around her mother’s neck and securely padlocked it.? Taking another padlock, she secured the chain to the headboard of her mother’s large heavy oak four poster bed.
Satisfied that her mother wasn’t going anywhere in a great hurry, she gave herself time to relax, and set up the television and DVD player.? ?This was going to be interesting to say the least!? Amanda thought to herself.? One last thing before the show begins; Amanda went back out to the kitchen and retrieved a pitcher of ice cold water.
?SHOW TIME!? Amanda said loudly as poured the cold water over her mother and stood back.? Angela woke to a shock, spluttering and gasping.? Amanda giggled.? Angela’s shock turned to confusion then quickly to anger.?
?What the fuck are you doing?? Angela said as she scowled at her daughter.??
Amanda smiled ?Just getting your attention Mother!? She said smugly.
?I’ll get your attention, you bitch, As soon as I get my plaited belt!? Angela screamed; as she leaped from her bed, not noticing the collar and chain.? Amanda feigned terror, bringing her hands to her mouth just about the time Angela ran out of chain.? The sudden halt to her progress was bone jarring, and she slammed to the bed chocking and coughing.? Amanda almost thought she’d broken her neck then laughed at her antics trying to get to her knees. Holding her throat with one hand to soothe the pain she felt, the other trying to tug the chain loose from where it was anchored securely to the head board.?
?Ohhhh! That has got to have hurt??? Amanda said trying to stem fits of giggling; ?I think you’ll have one massive bruise on your neck tomorrow.??
?What’s the meaning of this? Why am I chained to the bed? Unlock this collar! Immediately bitch!? Angela coughed and wheezed.
?Ohhhh! You’re scaring me!? Amanda jibed. ?And stop with the bitch comment, you’re the only bitch slut around here.
Angela blinked, ?How dare you speak to me like that, when I get off this chain, you’ll rue the day you were ever born.
?Too late Mother, I regret being born already, at least I regret being your daughter, I regret you finding My loving and gentle Sam and I together, I regret I didn’t do something to stop you from calling her parents, I regret My life very day I see your sorry arse waddling through this house.? There is nothing you can do to me to make my life sorrier than it already is.?? Amanda said with pain and rage clearly showing on her face.
?So that is what this is all about!? Angela huffed, ?That perverted rug munching slut! Well, she got what she deserved!?
? Amanda saw red; she strode forward, with such speed and ferocity that Angela never saw it coming, so she made no attempt to defend herself, and took the full force of Amanda’s hand as she struck her face. Angela saw stars, and the room spun. She slumped to the bed, for the first time ever she was frightened of her daughter, she had never seen her so angry. ?Don’t you dare talk about Sam like that. She’s a hundred times the person you could ever hope to be, mother, and she’s kind, gentle, generous, and amazingly loving.??
Angela picked herself up off the mattress, and rubbed her cheek, not sure what to say, so she decided to say nothing, hoping Amanda would rant herself out.
?You talk about us being perverted, of going against nature. Well I really don’t believe you mother. Listen to yourself! Do you really believe what you say or do you just get pleasure out of belittling and berating us??? Amanda turned around, she was about to cry and she didn’t want to show her mother any weakness.? Still with her back to her mother, she said, ?No mother! If the there is a perverted degenerate slut in this family, it’s you!?
Angela gasp, ?What in gods name are you talking about, you stupid child??
Amanda answered her question with one word. ?Woof!
?What’s that supposed to mean? What are you insinuating? It’s that little cunt you call your lover, telling lies about me, to save her precious hide, isn’t it?? Angela was shaken; even the red hand mark on her face had paled to two shades lighter. ?Amanda turned to look directly into the eyes of the slut dog fucker.?
?I don’t believe you can sit there and? No! Sam has little hide left to protect, thanks to you and knows nothing about this, something I’ll be rectifying tomorrow.?
Angela gave no indication, that she knew nor cared what Amanda was talking about.
?Your going to be stone faced to the end, aren’t you Mother? Do you want proof? I’ll show you proof.? Amanda picked up the remote for the DVD, and hit play.
As the screen brightened, all that could be seen was a woman’s arse with a dog securely mounted behind her, rutting like there was no tomorrow, the words coming from the as yet unidentified female were rich to say the least. ?Ohhhh Yes, fuck me you hairy mother fucker, pour your doggy cum into my slut cunt, make me your bitch, Ohhhh yes harder, harder, Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!?
Amanda paused the video clip, ?Do you want more mother??
Angela sat stiff bodied on the bed and glared at Amanda. Not sure where her daughter had got this tape, but determined to deny any involvement, ?I knew you were perverted! Now you’re downloading porn from the internet to satisfy your pathetic sexual desires??
Amanda restarted the video, and shook her head. ?No mother! This is all amateur home production. I see I’ll have to shove your face in it, watch mother! You may ever get a thrill out of it. ?Heeeerrrrrrrre’s Johnny,? Amanda sang, ?or should I say, here’s Annnnnggggela! The star performer.? With that, the camera panned back to reveal Angela in the throws of sexual bliss, reveling in the carnal bestiality spewing forth from the screen.? Angela buried her face into her hands, and let out a scream of frustration, mixed with anger, remorse and guilt. Amanda turned the sound up two notches, just as Angela in the video clip screamed out an orgasm, stereo wails from the same mother, all over the same act but for different reasons.
?You turn that off now young lady, and give me the disc, and we’ll hear no more about it.?
Amanda pressed the eject button and the disc slid silently out, picking it up, she handed it to her mother.?
?Now you’re coming to your senses young lady.? Angela broke the DVD in two, ?And now take this stupid collar off me, right this instant.?
Amanda fished inside her back pocket for what Angela thought was the key to the collar and she turned her head slightly to give Amanda access to the lock, thinking that this was a close shave. And was relieved that she had managed to talk her silly young daughter down, then when she got rid of this humiliating collar she was going to give Amanda the thrashing of her life for putting her through all this crap.
?I suppose you’ll be wanting this one as well then mother?? Instead of a key Amanda flicked another disc into her mothers lap, how about this one, or maybe this one.? Amanda flipped three at her in quick succession, ?Ohhhh! And I have another ten of them just waiting to go out to all of dad’s family and your friends, not to mention the police who I’m sure will want a copy.? Amanda gave her mother a contemptuous glare while inserting another disc in the DVD and turning on full blast.
?Turn it off, Turn it off. ?Please just turn it off.?? Angela wailed as tears filled her eyes. ?Let me explain, please.? Angela blubbered
Amanda look truly stunned at her mother, ?You can explain this degenerate display? Can You? Ohhh! This should be good. What are you going to say here mother? You fell down on the dog and by accident his dick got stuck in your cunt. Maybe, he stuck a bone to your head and barked out, suck my dog dick and swallow all my cum, you sorry excuse for a fuck slut or I’ll blow your brains out? How about, Donnie looked so desperate, I thought I do him a favor and let him get his rocks off in my slimy fuck box??
Angela looked at the screen though her fingers, and remembered back two days when the video must have been taken. It had felt so good and natural, and sexy to her at that moment.? She was in the throws of passion and had come several times and, later, masturbated to the memory several more times,. What she saw on the screen, now, was nothing like she remembered it, without the sexual hormones flooding her system, this vile display of perversion was nothing but an abomination of gross magnitude, that she wanted nothing but to throw up.
On the video, her mother spun around after Donnie had finished spewing his dog cum into her cunt and she immediately started to suck and lick his dick, cleaning all their mix of cum and pussy juice off his cock, and after she had finished Donnie brought his muzzle to her face and licked her clean, several times she opened her mouth and let his tongue enter as though she was French kissing the dog.
?No!? Angela thought, I can’t explain it; there was no sane explanation for this, it just felt right at the time.
Amanda slapped her mother out of her thoughts, ?Well? You said you had an explanation.? She walked to her mother’s wardrobe and took out her plaited belt, the one she had, had wrapped around her arse many times. ? I believe you were going to use this on me when you got rid of your collar and chain, how about I use it first to refresh your memory of recent events , Ohhhh and by the way, I had to strip when I got it used on me, so I think it only fair that you should strip as well.?
Angela looked horrified at her daughter, ?She wouldn’t dare?? she thought, but the look on her daughter’s face was enough to give her second thoughts ?I... I’m your mother! You can’t do this!?
Amanda nodded, ?You’re at least partly right, you are my mother, but that is where it stops. You are also a slut! This I can understand, everyone has a right to live their life as they wish. I know I do. But you are also a dog fucker, ?Donnie’s Bitch!? Yeah! ... I like that, that’d be a good name for you now; I think I might tattoo that on your forehead. And while it may not be my cup of tea, I will, in time, come to terms with you spreading your slimy cum covered legs and opening your fuck hole for every canine cock that wanders into the back yard.?
Angela stared horrified back at her daughter, as her scathing remarks tore her self esteem to shreds. ?Slimy legs! Fuck hole! Every canine cock! I have no intention of being the local whore for the neighborhood dogs.? She said to herself, willing her voice to express her thoughts, but all was mute, her mouth formed the words, but there was no volume.
Amanda continued, ?You know what makes all this so terribly pathetic??
? ?Pathetic!? The word etched itself into Angela’s brain; her self image was at a new time low, immediately she felt a tingling from her clit and a flood of moisture flow from her pussy. ?OMG!? thought Angela ?What is coming over me, I think I’m going to cum before this is over, this can’t be happening.? She fought the urge to slid her hand down into her hot wet sex, and confirm everything her daughter was saying about her. ?I can’t be as perverted as she is telling me I am!?
Amanda finished, ?It’s the fact that your worst trait has nothing to do with any perverted sexual act that your putrid mind could conceivably come up with, It’s the fact that you’re a HYPROCRITE!? ?Amanda spat the last word right in her mothers face. ?I distinctly remember you verbally abusing me of ?Going against nature? with my love for Samantha, yet you sit here in all your glory as a dog fucker and believe that you’re pure and innocent, at least I stay within my own species when deviating from the norm, unlike you.
It took quite some seconds for this last statement to filter though the sexual haze that was starting to surround Angela’s brain.
?Hypocrite?? After the last tirade of verbal abuse her daughter had stung her with, this last statement was almost a let down.? I’m a hypocrite?? Angela repeated, with an astonished look on her face.
Amanda saw that the concept was lost on her mother and in anger she lashed out with the belt, catching her mother on the left breast, Angela howled in pain, clutching her tender nipple. ?Take that night gown off! Perverted bitch sluts like you don’t deserve to be clothed, especially not in something as modest as that.?
?Don’t make me do this darling.? Angela sobbed.
Amanda backhanded her, ?Too late for platitudes mother, now get that slut body of yours out of the nightgown.?
?I can’t!? Her mother whined, ?Not with this collar on.?
?Yes you can, you moron, fucking dogs must be effecting your brains!? With that Amanda took hold of her mother’s nightgown and tore it at the neck, exposing her breasts. ?Now slide it down.?
Amanda had to admit, her mother still had firm breasts, her body was in fairly good shape for her age, maybe a few kilos over weight, but certainly not fat.? That fact wasn’t lost on Angela as she noticed her daughter staring at her, her reflex was to cover up with her hands, until Amanda raised the belt, and she dropped her hands and removed her tattered garment, feeling distinctly vulnerable, knowing her daughter’s attraction for the female form. Going around behind her mother she took the remnants of the nightgown and tired her hands behind her back, Angela didn’t try to stop her; she was still lost in her thoughts of how she had got herself into all this mess.
?Now that we have stripped you physically, we’ll start stripping that phony persona that you have surrounded yourself with and dismantle the fa?ade you call your life.? So, what are you mother?? Amanda raised her eyebrow to emphasis her impatience.
Angela looked up at her daughter knowing what she want her to say, but couldn’t bring herself to admit it.? Amanda paced, tapping the belt against her leg, she could see that her mother wasn’t going to do this the easy way. Angela sat on her hunches, and looked blankly at her daughter.
Suddenly Amanda swung the belt again. Angela howled in pain as it again struck her left nipple; all she could do was hunch over with her hands tied behind her back. ?Focus damn you!? Amanda ordered.? ?This isn’t some fucking stupid game you dog slut; I gave you the chance to come clean on your own. Now I see I have to take the hard line.??
Amanda went to her mother’s closet and selected two long robe ties, and started to tie her mother spread eagled on her bed, securing each ankle to the uprights at the foot of the bed.
?What are you doing Amanda?? This isn’t funny!? Let me go, you have no right to do this.? She screamed in panic. Angela fought as best she could but having her arms tied behind her back severely impeded her efforts, eventually Amanda had her tightly strung between the chained collar and the posts at the foot of the bed, making it an effort for Angela to breath.
?Now let’s try it this way, so again mother, what are you?? Amanda repeated
Angela shock her head, ?No, No, No, I won’t do this, untie me now!?
Amanda stepped up and swung the belt, landing it on her inner thigh an inch below her mother’s pussy.? Angela screamed, and sobbed ?Stop it, you’re hurting me.?
Amanda shrugged her shoulders, ?Then I’m having the desired effect, shall I continue??
?No! Please, no more, I’m a hypocrite!? Angela mumbled.
? Amanda swung the belt again, ?Louder!?
?I’m a hypocrite!?
??Louder!? Amanda yelled and kept laying the dreaded belt into her mother’s pussy.
? Angela wailed, ?I’m a hypocrite!? I’m a hypocrite!? I’m a hypocrite!?
? And still Amanda flailed her mother, venting her anger on her now red and bruised groin, alternating every now and then to her slowly reddening breasts.? Angela squirmed and wriggled trying desperately to avoid the blows raining down on her femininity. Finally Angela screamed at the top of her lunges, ?I’M A DOG FUCKING HYPOCRITE!?
Amanda stopped her onslaught as her mother lay sobbing and blubbering, ?I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again, Please, Please.? She wailed. Amanda stood over her mother, breathing hard from the exertion, beads of sweat starting to run down into her eyes.
?Now then! Don’t you feel better after getting that off your chest?? Her mother was far too distracted by the pain to answer this latest question. Amanda sat beside her mother on the bed, ?So now what do you like to do?? she goaded.
Angela knew the answer to this question, and to avoid another round with the belt. ?I like to fuck Donnie!? she finally sniveled
?And that makes you a?what?? Amanda goaded again.
Angela was defeated, ?A? dog fucker!? She cried!?
?Yes, that’s right mother, you’re a dirty little canine sucking, dog fucking slut, who hypocritically denounced Samantha and I for being lesbians, so who is more degenerate for our sexual preferences??
? Angela closed her eyes; this whole mess was almost too much to bear. Racked with pain and humiliation, ?I am! Amanda, I am.? And I’m? I’m so, so sorry for what I have done to you? and ? and Samantha, Please forgive me Amanda, and I promise to never do it again, I’ll get rid of Donnie, find some way to make it up to you both? she bleated.
?Your right, you will never do it again, but not for the reasons you might think. While being a lesbian isn’t necessarily look upon favorably, it’s not against the law. But this is and if I let the authorities get hold of this,? she pointed the remote to the DVD player and pressed pause, just as the image of her mother was taking the entire length of Donnie’s cock into her mouth. ?This? Ohhhh wow. He sure has a thick cock, doesn’t he mother, and long too? I can see your throat bulging as you shove it down your slimy chute.? Amanda got temporarily distracted by the action on the screen, ?I’m sorry, what was I saying? Ohhhh yes! These degenerate displays of bestiality, then you’re going to go away for probably about two to five years, and you know what that means. Don’t you?? Amanda waited for Angela to process the information.
Angela turned her head away from her daughter and that horrible picture staring at her from the TV. ?I can see it all right now,? Amanda went on. ?You’ll be rug munching, as you so spitefully put it, before the weeks out, I can imagine you turned into a sex toy for all those sex starved Bull Dykes. You had better get used to the flavor of pussy juice.? Amanda reached out and slid her hand over her mother’s bruised and swollen breasts, caressing them softly ?They’ll love to get hold of these perky twins,? she giggled,
Angela moaned and tried to pull away.
?Now I could probably handle it, in fact, I think I’d be the one instigating the proceedings, I have also heard that they like anal games as well, you never know, by the time you get out, you may need a butt plug for the rest of your life, just to stop from shitting yourself every time you get up out of a chair, that’s to say you can actually sit down.??
Angela wailed, ?Stop it, I’m not going to jail, please Amanda, please don’t do this, I’ll do any thing you want, just don’t do this.?
?And, ohhhh, fisting!? Amanda sadistically continued, ?Now that’s something I have thought about trying, but then I don’t care if my pussy is stretch beyond its limits. Unlike you dear mother, I have no wish to impress a male. You know that some women can actually get two fists up their sloppy cunts.
?And as far as getting rid of Donnie, I don’t think so! It’s not his fault he now likes to fuck women, you corrupted him and you’ll have to deal with him.? What do you think will happen if he comes across another innocent female, the mind boggles, No! He’s your responsibility now mother and you’ll be expected to keep him fully satisfied.?
? Angela had lost it, she was bawling her eyes out, ?No, No ? anything ? anything you want, I promise.?
Amanda knew she had her mother by the short and curlies. ?The word ‘anything’ congers up a magnitude of possibilities mother dear. Some you may think worse than your possible jail term.? Amanda saw that her words weren’t really registering any more, her mother was lost in a world of hurt and misery. ?I tell you what! We’ll leave what you will or won’t do to a more appropriate time when you’re thinking more clearly.?
?And you have more time to brood on your fate in the hands of the inmates at the local lockup.? Amanda thought to herself.
?As for these!? Amanda stroked her mother’s pussy lips, ?I think I’ll have to apply some lotion so they won’t be too bad in the morning.?
Angela broke out into a fresh round of crying, ?Ohhhh please Amanda, don’t rape me please.? Angela could see the last of her life going down the toilet.
Amanda took a backward step, genuinely surprised at her mother words, ?I have never taken anyone against their will mother. Rape isn’t in my vocabulary. If they don’t consent willingly, then I move on and I am truly hurt that you’d think I was capable of such a heinous crime. No mother, this is purely for medical reasons, and since you’re a little tied up at the moment, and as I am the reason for your demise, then I see it my duty to help out.? Now just lay there and I’ll be back in a jiffy with some soothing cream to help you recover.?
Amanda chuckled to herself as she heard her mother mumble something along the line of, ?Ok darling.?
?Boy! She must really be rattled.? She thought to herself.
Amanda strode back in with the lotion in hand and seated herself on the bed beside her mother. Taking some lotion on her fingers, she gentle smoothed it over the tortured area, Angela gasp at first touch, then started to moan as the lotion started to work it’s wonders. Amanda started to wonder about incest and what it would be like to have her mother between her thighs, but shook herself out of her mindful meanderings, she loved Sam and that was that, but ? she thought, ?That doesn’t stop her giving her mother a little taste of the female touch,? with that in mind, she started to apply her fingers a little more sensually to the task at hand.
?I was wondering mother, what you get out of your liaison with Donnie??
? Angela moaned, caught up in the pleasurable feelings emanating from her nether region, ?What do you mean?? she finally forced out of the fog that was quickly enveloping her.
? ?Is he as good as a human?? Amanda asked.
Angela had difficulty forming lucid thoughts, ?Ummmm, well ? Ummmm ?yes and no, I suppose ?? she finally got out. ?He kinda does what he wants, when he wants, however he wants.? Angela groaned and shuddered with an impending orgasm at the thought of being taken by Donnie without any consideration.
Amanda felt a flush of moisture between her mother lips, ?Hmmmm this is interesting! But men are like that anyway aren’t they??? She giggled at her question.
? This burst of chuckling brought Angela back to a little clearer mindset, ?Well, No darling, I mean some men are. And they tend to be very rough in getting what they want, wham, bam and no thank you ma’am. And then they roll over and snore their heads off once they have filled you up, and left you with the wet spot. ?Donnie on the other hand is persistent, and firm in his wishes to mate.? She quivered, as her impending orgasm gained momentum. ?He also takes his time, no rush, and the after care. Wow, now that blows my mind every time. How many men do you know that will help you clean up their mess after flooding you?? Through her sexual fog Angela didn’t even realize she was explaining all this to her daughter.
Amanda nodded, still rubbing the lotion into her mother’s pussy lips, straying close every so often to mother’s nub of pleasure, seeing the slight rise of her mother hips to meet her now freely roaming hand.? ?Hmmm, mother is certainly getting herself worked up.? She mused, although she was supplying the stimulus, she knew full well that her mother thoughts were of Donnie.
Amanda decided to up the anti. ?Look at you, trying to dry hump your daughter’s hand.? Angela blushed crimson red, she hadn’t realized what she was doing until Amanda brought it to her notice. ?You are a fucking perverted doggy humping gutter slut that is without doubt. I never imagined in my wildest dreams that my own mother could sink so low.? Amanda chuckled to herself and let Angela feast on that little piece of verbal abuse for a while.
Angela had visions of herself with collar and leash on, with Amanda sitting on the couch, she on her knees, doggy humping her daughter’s leg, panting and whining for relief, adding it to her fantasy of being serviced by Donnie.? Angela cried out in mental and physical frustration, her clit felt like it was on fire as her pussy yearned for attention, so close and yet so far.
Amanda shifted her attention to her mother sore erect nipple, ?Looks like these, rock solid marbles, they’re telling me you would love Donnie to be sliding his soft doggy tongue all over them, is that right mother??? Angela groaned as her daughter applied some lotion to her sore nipples, ?Tell me would you like me to bring Donnie in right now??
Angela, in her sexual pitch wanted nothing more than to be knotted to Donnie, but the embarrassment and humiliation of her daughter watching her would be just too much. ?No!? she whimpered
?Ohhhh, don’t be shy mother, now tell the truth, you’d drop to your hands and knees in a flash, and present your smutty fuck box to Donnie in a heart beat, lick and suck his cock with relish if given even half the chance.?? Angela’s nipples tightened and her pussy spewed more fuck slop at Amanda’s harangue.? She wanted relief, she wanted Donnie, and she wanted to disappear into sexual oblivion.
?Ohhhh, Yes!?? Angela finally cried, ?I want Donnie, I want him to fuck the shit out of me, I want to be his devoted fuck bitch, I want him to own my cunt,? she disembogued her sexual tension.? Angela’s body shook with a massive orgasm, the likes she had never known, bright colorful lights went off in her head, and her body felt like it was suspended in mid air, drifting on soft velvety clouds, despite in reality her convulsions were cramping her up, making her collar constrict the air flow to her heaving lungs to a point of asphyxiation, blackness drove in on her.
?Amanda quickly undid the lock on her collar, and checked to see if she was still breathing, satisfied that she had merely fainted, and was in no danger; she proceeded to retie her mother for a better nights sleep, ?Tomorrow will be the start of a very different and interesting life ? for the both of us.?
?To be continued?
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College SexMarie Ormond was glad to be leaving for college. She was tired of all the gossip, and not having any friends. It was a small town populated by smaller minds. Marie loved to write fiction, especially erotic fiction. She had hundreds of erotic stories on her tablet, which had been stolen five months ago. Whoever stole it had edited some of the racier stories so they appeared to be diary entries. One day she was a popular cheerleader, who all the boys wanted to date and all the girls envied. Then...
"Oh, fuck James, Donnie, fill up my glass," I whined, putting it out."Gwen, I know you're hurting," Donne pointed out, slanting the bottle down and pouring the wine. "I'm just saying, don't go nuts.""I'm not going nuts, I'm getting drunk, there's a huge difference, Donnie," I groaned before turning my head. "You get me right, Eric?""He kind of has a point. We're on our third bottle now, and you've drunk most of the first two," Eric reminded me, rubbing my arm.Then they both...
ThreesomesCHAPTER 1 Donny London couldn’t understand the fuss some people made about sex, proclaiming its social popularity would end civilization prematurely, killing off millions through STDs. Of course there were the optimistic diehards who proclaimed it as the elixir of life. Well, being a courier guy with a vehicle too small in which to fuck comfortably, Donny could take or leave sex. He often bypassed opportunities because he was not over-fussed. He didn’t like sweating or having to tell a babe...
One of the first things Donnie noticed when he got back to school after the summer of his fourteenth year was that the teachers began to look more attractive to him than he had remembered. His sexual training with his parents during the summer had awakened his senses to the beauty of his female teachers and the masculinity of his male teachers. He was particularly attracted to his English teacher, and since Donnie was a good student he always chose a seat at the front of the class, close to...
Chapter 7 Lunch time I had 2 hot dogs cut down the middle on the griddle with the buns toasted on the griddle along with them. Just as I finished eating Lucy asked me to come around to the kitchen. She showed me a few things while keeping watch on the counter, Donnie have you got a girlfriend, no mam, why not, well it was told around school that I was to big down there and girls should keep away from me. Lucy looked at me strangely, her voice was hoarse how big are you Donnie, Lucy told the...
WARNING: Not for minors! If you are not an adult, stop reading and goelsewhere now! If BDSM, bondage, sexual slavery and homosexualityoffends you, please stop reading. Please keep in mind that this story isa work of FICTION; nothing more. My bitch by 2NN Prologue I come home from work, close the door behind me and take off myjacket. It's been a hard day at work and I really need to blow off somesteam. I need to take a piss and I really, really need to get off.Luckily I have just the thing. I...
Dressed in her best black lace lingerie, Kim Turner, a beautiful thirty one year old mother of two gripped the edge of the tab ??????????????????????????? ?Willie?s New Bitch? ???????????????????? A work of fiction for Adults by Taskmaster11????????????????????????????????????????? [email protected]?? ?????? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????A Prologue As always during the week, the husband was consumed by his usual deep sleep, but for his beautiful...
Hi guys, this Ronny once again from Mumbai with another hot story of threesome session with 2 married hotties and me. About me, my height is 5 ft 7 inches and cock size of 6″. I’m based out of Mumbai would love to fuck such a sex starved or hungry college girls, working bhabhi, housewife in most dirty and hardcore way they dreamed always to get fucked by stranger by most brutal and extreme way as well as romantic too. I’m narrating another hardcore session with my 2 long slaves Swathi and Sonal...
Payback’s A BitchAuthors Note: Hey Guys. This is only my second attempt of a story so any feedback or ideas will be greatly appreciated. The more reviews/feedback I receive the more inspired I’ll be to write that little bit quicker. Thank you to the people who reviewed my first story ‘Taking Advantage of A Betrayed Lover? and I hope to be able to come up with some more ideas for that and finish it soon. Anyways thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy.The Morning After. Jasmine’s House....
Story Eight: Hot & Naughty Bitch By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! The figure entered a store it had never been in. Or, to say, it was the type of store it had never ventured into before. It wasn't the sort of place that young girls shopped at. Nor was it even a place that people typically went to to find clothing. It was a gaming store. The place tingled its senses. The air hummed with probability, chance, and wagers. The possibility sent a...
Black Man, White Girlfriend and Their Bitch Chapter 3 - Party Bitch By sissybabs In the first chapter Mark's black supervisor and his white girlfriend figure out that Mark is submissive and probably has fantasies about being a sissy cuckold. They catch him breaking the company's Internet policies while viewing a Cuckold website. They offer him a deal that if he services his supervisor orally then he won't fire him. Once Mark does this their suspicions about him are confirmed and he...
Note : This story is completely fictional! How did I end up like this? On my hands and knees dressed in just sexy stockings and suspenders and a lacy corset, my face in slutty make up, my lips wrapped around my daughter's boyfriend's cock while my daughter herself rammed an eight inch strapon up my arse. The worst of it was, humiliated though I felt, this was really turning me on. This is the story of how I became my daughter's bitch and how I came to love it. I suppose I shouldn't have let...
IncestI Am My Daughter's Bitch by Richard-to-Rachel How did I end up like this? On my hands and knees dressed in just sexy stockings and suspenders and a lacy corset, my face in slutty make up, my lips wrapped around my daughter's boyfriend's cock while my daughter herself rammed an eight inch strapon up my arse. The worst of it was, humiliated though I felt, this was really turning me on. This is the story of how I became my daughter's bitch and how I came to love it. I suppose I...
Note : This story is completely fictional!How did I end up like this? On my hands and knees dressed in just sexy stockings and suspenders and a lacy corset, my face in slutty make up, my lips wrapped around my daughter's boyfriend's cock while my daughter herself rammed an eight inch strapon up my arse. The worst of it was, humiliated though I felt, this was really turning me on. This is the story of how I became my daughter's bitch and how I came to love it.I suppose I shouldn't have let...
It was finally the weekend and this slave, Little Bitch had time to sit downand start writing his story. He had Mistress's preferred toys laid out andhad just gotten done getting himself cleaned up and dressed. Mistress had requestedthat Little Bitch wear a little lace white thong. It took some time to shaveall the private places and that is only after a couple quick enema's to makesure Little bitch is clean inside and out. Little bitches instructions wereto write as much as possible until...
One night while we were lying on the floor drinking wine, smoking marijuana and listening to music he had a silly idea and I went along. I had a bit too much wine. I was too agreeable. I couldn’t really believe he would let anything happen. He was just testing me. It started out with me lying naked on the carpet and him getting the dog to sniff my cunt and lick me. He put peanut butter on me, spreading it on my throat to get the dog to lick me there. Karl said I was offering the dog my...
Bimbo biker Bitch So taking a quick break from the super sluts story for something a little different had this concept in my head and needed to write it. Kevin was nervous as he walked up to the bar. He was wearing panties, women's skinny jeans and a crop top. The bar was the only gay lesbian bar for twenty miles and he'd never cross dressed before. Right outside the bar were several motor cycles one caught his eye a candy apple red custom Indian. He admired it for a few...
As usual she showed up around a holiday. Thanksgiving this time - a time for family and friends. Of course. She knew it would be hard for us to deal with her. We couldn’t toss her out on the street in front of my mother-in-law. So she had a place to stay for a little while. Someone to prey on. The Bitch just won’t leave us alone. It starts small – snide comments, impatient remarks. She acts like she somehow owns what my wife and I have built. She’s nasty to me and talks my wife down every...
Being Barbi's Bitch By Heathyr Diamond After ten wasted years of foolishly trusting in love to 'cure' me of my femininity, I had only just begun to re-embrace the sissy inside me when something made me reach out to an old friend. What made me do it, I really don't know. Although I was once again revelling in even the smallest aspects of my femininity, treasuring and celebrating them in a way that only someone who has truly missed them can appreciate, I had made a conscious decision...
No reason needed for a bitch to get fucked in Colefax. [s]he probably deserved it anyway, either because of "her" crime on the outside (stupidity in getting caught, arrested, charged, convicted, and sentenced), because some bitch on the outs had it in for "her" and revenge-dialed the cops. Or, because [s]he fucked up and pissed Somebody off in here. Or, [s]he just got punked and turned out anyway because [s]he either sent out the vibes that [s]he liked it. Or [s]he looked pretty and...
*********************************************************************** Note to Readers, this story contains racial stereotyping. If you do not like this do not leave a comment saying so...JUST DON'T READ IT *********************************************************************** Of course I dodge my taxes everyone does, it's the American way. Of course all the big businesses dodge taxes in fact with their high paid lawyers it's doubtful most pay any taxes at all! So I failed to...
“Hi Ray, be with you in a minute honey,” I say as my dreamboat of a lover comes into the diner. Finally I get the last table cleared and pocket the tip. Not too bad. Of course I do provide excellent service and my short shirt which shows off my pert ass plus my blouse showing the cleavage guys love to see certainly help. “Hey beautiful, how is my bitch tonight? Feeling frisky?” Ray asks with a smile that almost makes me wet. Being his bitch really turns me on. “Oh, darling, you know I’m...
Introduction: Katies Stepdad gets fed up with his daughters antics and trains her to be his pet bitch. Daddys Little Bitch by Katie Spencer ([email protected]) *** Chapter 1 Katie wasnt sure if she was the prettiest girl in town, but she damn well knew she was the hottest. She had just turned 18 and was beginning her senior year in high school. She was 54 and 120lbs with curves for days, long wavy brown hair, and a deep dark tan. She had developed large breasts at around the age of 12 and...
Linda, Part 1 - BeginningsI had met Linda three years earlier. She left her husband and moved in with me within a year. I was, from all she said, the lover she had always wanted. When it came to sex, her ex had ranged from lackluster to not interested, at best.We went at it like a couple of rabbits most of the time, especially in the beginning. She was apparently just trying to impress me in the beginning as well, by telling me of fantasies that ranged from being tied and taken by strangers to...
Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! The figure entered a store it had never been in. Or, to say, it was the type of store it had never ventured into before. It wasn’t the sort of place that young girls shopped at. Nor was it even a place that people typically went to to find clothing. It was a gaming store. The place tingled its senses. The air hummed with probability, chance, and wagers. The possibility sent a rush through its veins. If it hadn’t found this new high of mind control,...
I have four good friends, we're all in our early 30's and have been tight since we were the starting five on our small-town high school basketball team. I'm a police officer, and they all work at other jobs in this town and the one next door. We’re all married, and we socialize a lot. There’s always been a lot of flirting and suggestions back and forth about being available for sex. I would have to say that my wife Jen is a lot hotter than any of their wives.My wife has shown some interest in...
Sex had become a one-night-a-week chore that left me barely satisfied. In fact, I had recently unleashed the world wide web of porn on the internet to get me off between our weekly fornications. After everybody was in bed for the night, I'd retire to the study, sit down at my keyboard and surf my way to a satisfying jerk-off. As the weeks progressed, the r-rated pictures of hot little teen cuties had less and less effect on my middle-aged boner. I started surfing more hardcore stuff; orgies,...
It’s been a while since I had anything to write about but that just changed. Most of the messages I get on A4A have the same subject line, nice ass or Mmmmm or sometimes just a smile so when I opened my inbox and saw one that said “I want to face fuck you and **** your hole” my cock sprung to life. I opened the message and it was short and to the point. “You’ve got a nice bubble, I want to put you on your knees at my feet and stuff my cock down your throat till you gag around me and once I’m...
I woke in the morning and stretched, enjoying the stretching of muscles sore from a long nights work. I went down stairs and fixed breakfast, making sure there was enough for my and bitch. Then I unlocked to door that lead to the basement and went down the stairs. Bitch was laying on the twin bed i had brought down into the basement. Her collar had a chain going from around her neck to the headboard of the bed. The collar couldnt be removed without a key, which I had hidden. For...
It was a warm summer night.I had just turned 18,so I thought i,d take in the local club.I got all dressed up,a short little leather mini skirt,black thigh high,s,satin black pantie,s,black bra and white blouse.I know I dress like a slut,but hey it,s saturday nite.I walked into the club,it was real quiet,but it was early yet.I went to the conner of the bar and ordered a beer.I was sipping on my beer when a man walked up and said have,nt seen u in here before,well no this is my first time just...
Being Brittany's Bitch It all started innocently enough. Okay, maybe not. I had heard the one and only Brittany Andrews was back in LA for one night only before heading on the road for a few months, so I lied to the wife and took off for the club. Of course, by the time Brittany got on stage, I had had a lot to drink, and had also gotten up close to the stage, so I could see the whole show. During her dominatrix routine, she grabbed me and said, "Is this as close as you've ever been to...
I’m going to be brutally honest here, folks. I hate bitches. I hate everything about them. They’re wicked, evil and manipulative. They think that having a vagina grants them special rights. They ruin the lives of good men. They destroy entire families. They bring down whole organizations. They are agents of chaos and destruction and I hate them for it. I pity any fool who gives away his love, his money or his trust to a bitch. What I really hate about bitches is their total lack of remorse...
The following story is true my wife and I were only18 and 19 at the time. Rick and his biker friends took my wifes ass virginity and turned her into a cock hungry woman. After her first gang bang she wanted to try everythng and anything. This was only the start.... We arrived at out motel and quickly went out with a friend for supper. We returned a short time later only to find 2 men waiting outside our room, we were told that their boss wanted to see us in room 120. We asked what this...
This is my First story ever written. Email comments, criticisms and blatant praise to [email protected] this story is also complete fiction everything in it is nothing more than the twisted fantasies of the writer. The writer does not condone mind control or rape in any form. (Unless the writer is the one being raped or mind controlled) Little Farm of Horror Part 1 Charles had been driving for hours. He was getting worried, very worried. The last gas station he had...
Her Perfect Ass And Evil Sexy Dirty Looks Mind Fucked Me Into Wanting To Be A Girl Rather Than Fuck One......as this naive, innocent, christian, bible believing 20 something gave me the best sex of my life with a reach around, as I would cum, she would whisper "Not bad for a cock sucker. LOSER!" and then push me away, stand up, look at me in disgust with those evil sexy eyes that would become so powerful as she threw me the meanest, 'fuck you, loser' look ever, then she would leave, her perfect...
It was fairly easy to notice that Mrs. Graham, our high school senior teacher, was constantly looking at the black boys crotches in class. The only problem was she finally looked at the wrong one. Mine.I stayed after the other k**s left class that evening to test my theory. She didn't notice as I watched her cleaning the blackboard. Her large hips swayed with each rub across the board. Her dress was fairly low cut for a lady in her mid 40s but her legs were nicely firm. She turned around and...
It was fairly easy to notice that Mrs. Graham, our high school senior teacher, was constantly looking at the black boys crotches in class. The only problem was she finally looked at the wrong one. Mine. I stayed after the other students left class that evening to test my theory. She didn’t notice as I watched her cleaning the blackboard. Her large hips swayed with each rub across the board. Her dress was fairly low cut for a lady in her mid 40s but her legs were nicely firm. She turned...
Jacki's BitchesBy ReddbunnzChapter One: Carol?s Parents ReturnCarol was sitting in the parlor of her Uncle Rob?s home awaiting the arrival of her parents. Carol, an 18 year old high school senior, was staying with her Uncle and his girlfriend, Joy, in order to finish high school while her parents were on an extended, three-month long European vacation. Carol was not only wanted to see them again, but she suddenly realized how much she had missed them both dearly. Carol loved both her Uncle...
Bottom BitchBy [email protected] me set the scene. My name is Mike, as a "Gurl" I go by Fiona. I am a gay man, mid thrities,white, 5' 9'165, reasonably handsome, both in and out of women's clothes. One of theways I express my sexuality is to dress as a woman and get fucked byother men. Preferably in a humiliating situation, with several guys fuckingme.Just one of my kinks.~This night was the second time I had gone with Anthony. The first time wasthe Friday Night before.I dressed in 3...
Becoming a BitchIt was supposed to be simple. A blind date, set up online. A hot chick. Me getting laid for the first timein a while. You know. Simple. And that's what actually happened. Sort of.I get to the bar, I see Meghan across the way, sitting pretty in a short black dress, legs crossed,sipping on a martini like she's sucking my cock already. Far as I'm concerned, I'm as good as fucked,the way she's making herself out to be: smooth thighs, big, round tits, lips that could blow the cap...
I shouldn't have been surprised when she confessed having a sexual curiosity towards my large male German Shepherd, Lex. Lex was a pretty horny beast, always humping furniture and legs. Anna admitted it turned her on knowing the dog was horny and eager to fuck a bitch. We'd been together a few months and I'd entertained numerous Daddy fantasies and schoolgirl fantasies, not to mention a rape scene. But I'd never once considered involving my dog in our sex life... She wanted the dog in...
"You should eat." I told her. She looked up at me with hateful eyes and said "Why, so I have energy when you rape me?" the words flew out of her mouth in an angry flurry. I looked at her coldly. I figured there would come a point when bitch got so full of hate that she back talked me. I wasn't surprised by her actions. But I would punish her for her words. She was my property. My truck wouldn't stall out of spite, and bitch will learn not to be disrespectful to her master. I...
It was supposed to be simple. A blind date, set up online. A hot chick. Me getting laid for the first timein a while. You know. Simple. And that's what actually happened. Sort of.I get to the bar, I see Meghan across the way, sitting pretty in a short black dress, legs crossed,sipping on a martini like she's sucking my cock already. Far as I'm concerned, I'm as good as fucked,the way she's making herself out to be: smooth thighs, big, round tits, lips that could blow the cap offa bottle of Bud,...
Last night, Linda had succumbed to my 'trickery' and had allowed herself to be mounted and thoroughly fucked by Sire, our Juvenile Golden Retriever. She had said she liked it and depending on how guilty she felt afterward would determine whether she would allow it to occur again. I was determined to not let a silly thing like guilt stand in the way of us opening up our sexual horizons. Linda was naturally submissive. As I mentioned in Part I she had fantasies of being tied up and used...
Introduction: The beginning wasnt enough *** This is the second installment in a continuing saga. I recommend you go back and read Linda Part I Beginnings or the context of the story may be lost to you. Last night, Linda had succumbed to my trickery and had allowed herself to be mounted and thoroughly fucked by Sire, our Juvenile Golden Retriever. She had said she liked it and depending on how guilty she felt afterward would determine whether she would allow it to occur again. I was determined...
That morning my Boss called me to his office.I went there in a rush, fearing the worst about my position in the firm. But my kind Boss noticed it and said I should calm out…He explained we had a matter of attitude with one of the junior employees. The guy was the son of a good friend of his; so he did not want to take a decision about his fate… He needed me to correct the problem and fire the guy by myself…I knew this guy Tyrrell was a pain in the ass and fortunately, he did not work for my...
Being Amanda's Bitch.As I sat there, slumped back in the leather car seat, my body shuddering in post orgasm shudders, turning my head lazily to the right I noticed Amanda staring at me her head cocked to one side, a wicked smile playing across her lips.“You're not done already baby, are you?” Amanda's velvety voice cut through the silence. Her golden hair falling in front of her face, I could just about make out that smile dancing across her lips, as she reached across and started to fondle my...
"That bitch, that bitch, that little fucking bitch!" I kept repeating that phrase over and over again in my mind. I was trying hard not to lose my composure, not to hit my wife in her pretty, confused, disloyal little face. I am not usually a violent man. Oh the potential for it is always there, just beneath the surface, but I know how destructive, how dangerous an SOB I can be; and I don't like myself when I let the asshole out of the bottle. Maybe I was being unfair, maybe I had not heard...
Riding Bitch By Cissykay It was my favorite day of the year. September 1st. I worked my ass off for ten months counting the days, hours and minutes until my yearly pilgrimage to Sturgess. At twenty seven years of age, it is my first year as the president of the local motorcycle club. All twenty two men in the club rode Harleys. I had been riding since I was old enough to shift a small mountain bike. I graduated to the big "hog" as soon as I earned enough money to buy one. As the owner...
The rich heiress followed in the path made by her bulky muscle bond protector to the bar, swaying her hips trying to catch the eyes of several younger men watching her every move. She wore a simple Playboy shirt and jeans, the top of her breasts looking extremely inviting. Once she reached the bar she ordered a screaming orgasm, how ironic thought Jason. “A complementary drink for your friend Miss Hilton” asked Jason handing the drinks out. She peered at Jason obviously finding him...
bisexual – gay – reluctant – domination – feminizationThe phone rang. I pulled it from my jeans pocket and saw that it was Brad. Shit! I really didn't want a call from him right now. Maybe I should just ignore it. But somehow he always knew when I'd just ignored his calls. And then that was even worse.I answered it, thinking only fleetingly about "the speech" that I'd composed and honed over the years and knew now that I would never actually give. I don't know why I even thought of it anymore....
The phone rang. I pulled it from my jeans pocket and saw that it was Brad. Shit! I really didn't want a call from him right now. Maybe I should just ignore it. But somehow he always knew when I'd just ignored his calls. And then that was even worse.I answered it, thinking only fleetingly about "the speech" that I'd composed and honed over the years and knew now that I would never actually give. I don't know why I even thought of it anymore. Maybe it made me feel just a little bit in charge of...
I hate my dad's new girlfriend. She was bossy and snotty towards me. I don't know why she had such an attitude towards me, but it did not feel good to be in the house when she was around.Sure she had a hot body and a very pretty face, but she was a total bitch to me! Kept asking myself how my nice and good guy of father could have this bitch around. I don't think he ever got to see her true behavior when he was around. She put this nice face and attitude, but as soon as my dad was far away...
To tell you a bit about myself and my life, it is just me and my dad that live togetheras my bitch of a mother left us to start a new life with my dads brother, my uncle.I am a 12 years old boy, but i'm not like most young boys from as early as the age of 5i have always wondered what it would be like to be a girl. So from when i was around 10i would try on my mothers clothes and after a while of doing this i decided to take a pairof knickers and bra they wasn't too sexy but they made me feel...
*** AUTHOR'S NOTE: First of all, thank you for all the kind words of encouragement for my last two chapters of this story. It has been a wonderful experience to find such a supportive community as Fictionmania. Second: Yes, I realize that I skipped a couple chapters. I wanted to tell this story next and I didn't want to wait until the last two chapters were finished. Some day I will go back and fill in those holes......I mean those holes in the story. ...