Catherine Pays A Visit
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THE VISIT
"Hey Dad, how much longer till we get there?" I ask anxiously.
"Oh, we should be arriving about this time tomorrow. Take it easy,we'll get there on time."
We have been riding RT 93 up from Wickenburg, Arizona the wholeday. We're headed for Pablo, Montana to visit with a friend of Dad's whosehas a ranch up there.
"Anxious to see Mikey again?" He asks.
"Oh yea and the lake with the sand and diving boards, you bet Dad." Ireply
"Anything else excite you?" Dad inquires.
"Oh and the good food."
"I mean was there anything special that you did with Mikey or UncleDaniel that you liked?"
"Oh yea that too." I know what he means but I want to avoid talkingabout it.
"There be others there this time. You'll have more boys to playwith then you can shake a stick at. And more men too."
We drive on for another hour or two until it starts getting lateand since Dad has been driving since early morning he must be getting tired.
"OK That's enough. I've had it" He says.
"Can't we keep going Dad. I'm not tired one bit." I tell him tryingto avoid stopping here.
"We could have been a lot further if it wasn't for your stupidmother. You may not be tired but I sure as hell am. Speaking of your motherdid she notice your lack of tan lines?"
"Aw come on dad, no she didn't, I'm twelve, I'm old enough to showermyself."
Then Dad says under his breath thinking I can't hear him. "Thefuckin bitch should die."
The car slows down as we pull off the highway and into the GibbonsvilleBest Western Motel.
"We can get us some supper and stay here for the night."
"Hey look Dad, Oh boy! And they have a pool!" well if we must stopthis isn't a bad place to stay.
After signing in, Dad and I get a hamburger and fries in the restaurantthen bring our stuff from the car and go to our room.
Once we're in the room Dad hands me his bag, "Here, unpack forme, I just want to lie down and rest my eyes, maybe, later, take a shower." andtakes off his shirt and shoes and falls onto the bed.
His size makes the bed squeal loudly when he lands.
"They got a nice pool. Can I go for a swim?" I ask trying to getout of the room as soon as I can.
I turn to see him looking at himself scratching his hairy chestwhile the top of his balding head shines back at me.
"Huh, if your sure that's what you want. I saw some kids out thereby the pool they were younger, cute though. I saw this boy out there, Iwas thinking maybe I'd see if he wanted to play or something." I say stilltrying to get out.
"Play, huh is that what you want?" He response is notably moreinterested than before.
"Aw come on, Dad, can't I just go out for awhile." I say with myhand on the doorknob just about ready to run out.
Dad hands me a small package. "Here… I was going to waituntil we get to Uncle Dan's but you might just as well have it now."
"Can I open it later? I want to go out now." Dad's always givingme presents.
"I want you to open it now. Gee thanks Dad." He says sarcastically.
Ripping the wrapping off I anxiously open the box and after seeingit, I somewhat reluctantly pull out the gift.
"Well aren't you going to thank me?" Dad asks.
"Oh yea, thanks Dad. It's real nice." I say flatly.
"I hope you like it. It's a Speedo racer, you know just like Mikeywears. Remember you said how much you liked his."
"A yea, thanks Dad, yea it's great."
"Try it on why don't you and let's see how it fits." Dad says.
"No that's alright Dad, I'll just go out to the pool.."
"I said try it on."
"It looks kinda small for me." I say trying to avoid the inevitable.
"Ok I guess it's time again. It's only been a couple of monthsand already you have forgotten."
"Forgotten what ?" I ask not knowing what he is talking about.
"OK Who loves you boy?"
"You do Sir."
"Who gets you everything you want boy?"
"You do Sir."
"Who knows you best boy?"
"You do Sir."
As I respond to the questions I feel my body start to sag as ifhe is reaching in and pulling the life out of me. "And what are you boy?"
For the longest second I hold back afraid to answer.
"And what are you boy?" he asks a second time.
Then gathering all my courage I spit it out. "I'm a slut sir."
"And who's slut are you." He keeps pushing at me.
"I'm your slut sir. I'm your whore." I recite the words instilledin me.
"And what is best for you boy?"
"To do what you tell me to do sir."
"Why boy?"
"Because I'm nothing without you sir!"
"We will repeat the questions and answers daily."
"Yes Sir." I'm sorry I forgot. At this point I feel like I've justbeen dumped into a sewer.
That's better. Now about those sexy swim trunks."
"Can I try them on now sir." I say in a reluctant tone still hopinghe'll say never mind.
'Why sure you can boy."
Then out of the blue he asks "What does your stupid fucking motherdo for you boy?"
"The stupid bitch doesn't do a fucking thing for me sir." AutomaticallyI reply.
"Good you remembered" he replies.
Like in a daze I pick up the trunks and walk to the bathroom tormentedby tug of war going on inside my head.
"Wait… out here boy. You can change out here, yea, overby that mirror."
"But I'd rather go to…" I don't want to change in frontof him. I'm ashamed of my sex.
"What did I say boy."
"But… can I at least get a sniff." I plead with him.
"What, you know better than to ask me for that. Now get over hereand change."
Reluctantly I walk back over to the mirror. Knowing that as I standbetween the mirror and him I can't hide anything of myself from him, hesitantlyI pull my clothes off. Feeling a waft of cool air caress my ass causesthe start of an erection for me. Embarrassed I try to hide it by squeezingmy legs together.
"Hahaha! no need to hide boy. " He relishes my shyness and thatonly makes me feel worse.
His remarks have the affect of a ton of bricks being heaped ontop of me. I didn't think I could feel lower or more humiliated but I wasn'tprepared for his next remark would do to me.
"You know what it does for me to watch you wiggle your ass likethat." His crude remark becomes my stepping stone to the other side.
Now I slow down and slowly wiggle into my new swim suit knowingwhat he likes.
"Yea that's better. Ummm slow yea I like that. Nice tight ass.Nice slut." I hear him start to fidgit with himself.
I try avoid having eye to eye contact with him.
He motions me toward him. "Come closer boy. As usual you know nothing.I'd better adjust it for you."
"Don't pull down back here, pull it up. And here in the front,pull this together more so that you stand out.
Your tall for twelve but you need more meat on your bones. As smallas you are you need to learn how to make yourself look bigger. Rememberit's all about being big. I even bought these a size too small too helpyou out. Now Mikey, hahaha! doesn't need any help." After some more pulling,tugging and smoothing he props me up in front of the mirror and sits backdown on the bed.
"There, that's more like it, see how much bigger you look."
I look at my reflection in the mirror, in particular the largemound that is my crotch. The skimpy briefs are made even more so by Sir'sadjustments. The pressure exerted by the suit against my sex has stiffenedme further. The cool air swiping at my cheeks makes me aware that he pulledthe suit together exposing both my cheeks. My face becomes warm from theblood rushing to my face. I feel a tug in the pit of my stomach.
"Hahaha! Your blushing. I dread the day when you lose that lookof innocence boy." He says almost solemnly.
As I turn sideways I can see the outline of my cock. There's practicallynothing left to the imagination.
I feel my attention drawn to the mirror where I watch as the boyin the mirror is being turned around by the man as he also watches theboy.
"You like it? See how much better it looks." He asks looking meover.
"Yes sir, yes, I see, that's much better." I say looking back towardshim.
I see him looking at me the way as he does when he gets horny. "Rememberthis is the proper way to wear it and the only way. This is all you'llbe allowed to wear at the ranch. Who are you?"
"I'm your whore sir." I reply the thought of me being his whoremakes my asshole pucker up.
As he looks me over our eyes meet and I feel myself being drawnto him. My mind aches from the push and pull of right and wrong, restraintand desire. I can't keep fighting it….The tug in my stomach is turninginto a full fledge knot….a knot full of desire. I feel myself fallingfurther and further down the a dark hole but at the same time becomingmore and more alive!
"I understand sir, do you like it on me sir?" I ask as I sash shaymyself in front of him swinging my shoulders and arms as he showed me before.
Looking back at myself in the mirror "Are you sure you want meto go out looking like this sir?" I say smiling back at him over my shoulder. "Whatwill they say of me sir."
"Now that I've my girl back. They'll call you a whore. And youare, But you're my whore."
Looking down at the bulge in his pants I smile "I can see you likewhat you see."
Sir smiles and gets up to move directly behind me. Towering aboveme he wraps his huge hairy arms around me and pulls me back against him. "Hmmm,yes I like this much better." He whispers into my ear. The warm soft touchof his whispered words on my ear draws me to him like honey to a bee. Isway my ass against him rubbing his crotch with my ass as I feel him hardeningfor me. I feel myself wanting to give into his every wish.
"Look at those two in the mirror." He continues ever so softly… "Concentrate;try to feel what they are feeling."
"That boy is being bad and you know what that means don't you" asa smile spreads across his face.
I fixate on the image before me. I watch as he pulls out a smallvial and places it on the bureau in front of the mirror just in reach ofme.
"There, take it boy."
I stare at the bottle, shaking my head no, not wanting it in mypresence. "Noooo."
Suddenly I'm ejected out of the comfortable place I'd just beengetting used to and brought back to the reality of my debasement. "No,not that Sir please I'll be good without it. Pleased don't…" I turnaway trying to maintain this last vestige of my saneness, my last fightto maintain my choice not his. This is sooo wrong. Why does he do thisto me, torment me so!
"Don't fight this boy, you know how slutty it makes you feel."
"Go ahead take it" He urges me on.
I watch in the mirror as the man grabs the vial and the boy atthe same time and tries to push something under the his nose.
Still twisting my head about I try to avoid taking in the harshfumes.
His grip on me tighten's. "Here, breathe, take it in, take a deepbreath. Come on you know you want it. Whore, slut, cunt, pussy. that'swhat you are, now sniff."
I see his hand move over my crotch and then feel him kneed me asif I was a squeeze toy.
"Noooo, please…" But as much as I know that this is wrongI feel myself giving in more and more until finally I get a faint whiffof the substance and all resistance ceases to exist within me. Just theslightest whiff is all it takes as it courses through my body and plummetsinto the deepest recesses of my mind. Like a bird being freed I feel myselfbeing freed. I no longer refuse it. Now I want it!
Bending my head forward I take a deep breath and suck in the harshyet very intoxicating fumes. It explodes in my lungs at first then I feelit as it propels itself deep into my belly, soon after that my whole bodybecomes a lightening rod to his electric touch. I lose any ability to concentrateas the two people before me spin round and round faster and faster …thenjust as fast as it came I feel myself slowing down and down.
"That's it, let go, enjoy. Yes my whore." I hear Sir say.
"Ohhh, thammmk youuuu." I hear myself slurring my words.
Sir nudges me closer and closer to the mirror until I'm so closeI lose its boundaries and it ceases to exist as a mirror. The two individualsbefore us become voyeurs to my debauchery as Sir's course electricallycharged hands continue to rasp against my sensitized skin, bringing itto life, opening a doorway to my dark soul.
He continues to whisper into my ear "Look at the boys face, heneeds, he desires to have a man's hands on him. And more, something muchmore, look at him, look at you, yearning for it. Cock!"
Me, him , him, me. Momentarily I look into the man's eyes and remaintransfixed by his stare.
I can't focus, am I him or is he me? My mind starts to spin againup, down, right, left, good, bad are all as one.
"I ohhhhhh…." I lose my balance and start to fall over!
"Hold on, don't faint on me. Here take some more…"
"I'm sorry….I …" I can't focus, I don't want to.
I see the bottle in front of me.
I grab it and push it into my nose. I inhale and sparks fly allabout, I feel weightless and yet heavy. All of a sudden I am consumed bythe need for sex. All my orifices cry out to be filled!
Frantically I pull at my swim trunks to get them off! Sir has tohelp while I lean on him for support.
I feel as though I'm in a thick fog with my mind and my body workingin ultra slow motion.
"You'll feel a litle groggy that's all" sir tells me.
I hear and understand him but all that I can do is smile back athim and smile as I say "Please, I'm really fuck up."
It feels like it took me minutes just to say that.
"Oh you want to get fucked up do you?" Sir says.
Bending forward I pull my cheeks apart and like a dog push backagainst his bulge and grind myself into him. I need him to want me. I feelhis hardon through his pants throbbing away at my ass hole.
Then I feel his wet finger trace the crack of my ass from my backdown to my balls. It causes a shiver to run through me. I find it almostimpossible to stand still while his finger probes and softly pushes atmy fuck hole.
I've got to have his cock inside me! Yet somewhere in the backrecess' of my mind I know this is wrong, yet I can't stop myself.
I start to plead with him to fill me up. "Please sir! This is yourpussy. Fuck your whore please!"
"Good boy. You want me to unload my fat cock in your pussy, huh?" sirgrowls into my ear spitting the words out and showering my face with hisspittle.
I hear his zipper open and then his cock head pushing at the entranceto my asshole. I push back, wet and slippery I feel it push and push untilfinally my muscles let him enter and fill me up. His huge hard hands clawat my sides, pushing and pulling me against him. In and out, in and outhe his ramrod slips deep into my bowls only to be pulled out from me. Theonly sound I hear is the SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! of my ass hitting against hislap. It takes all my control to keep from playing with myself but I knowI'm not allowed.
Then all of a sudden I hear him start to cum "DON"T YOU FUCKINCUM! UGHHHH! FUCK ! WHORE! PIG! FUCK! SLUT! SHIT! OHHHH FUUCK!!!" Thensuddenly I feel him release his hot load deep inside me.
"YES I'M YOUR PIG. YES! YES! FUCK THIS WHORE!" The words pour outof me with a vengeance somehow trying to will him to pummel me even morethan he has.
For the longest of seconds he lays over me, arms wrap tightly aroundme I support him. Then after e time I feel him pulling out of me and Iimmediately start to feel his warm cum oozing out of me and down my legs.
He turns me around with my back to the mirror and pulls me to him. "Youare so beautiful when you are this way. Now it's your turn."
"Thank you sir" I respond to him.
He hands me the bottle.
"Do you want any sir?" I ask
"No thank you pussy." He answers.
I grab the bottle and holding it under my nose take a deep breath.Here come the sparks and wobbly legs. I start to wretch but hold it back.
I lean forward extending my face towards his. I reach out my tongueasking for his. Together they reach out, flicking themselves, then touchand wind up frantically lapping at each other until both our faces aresoaking wet from each others slobber.
He pulls my mouth hard against his, hurting me so. He knows thepowerful affect his kisses have upon me. Hurt or not I am his.
From out of nowhere I am struck by a lightening bolt! POW! "OW!" POW! "OW!" Theshock of his hand striking my ass catches me off guard.
I try to pull away.
"Why do you pull away? Are you afraid? Do you not want this?" Heasks me.
"Nno, Yyes!" I reply unsurely.
'I want my pussy red tonight. I want my pussy to be so sore tomorrowso that every time she tries to sit down she is reminded of what happenedtonight." Sir says.
Eye to eye I stare mesmerized by this man. I know what is comingyet I cannot contain myself I lean forward and pushing my lips onto hisas hard as can I signal to him to do what he will with me.
In rapid succession my ass continues to be his target. POW! POW!POW! POW! "OW! OW! OW! OW!"
My ass feels like it is on fire with each slap increasing my sensitivityto the point where I become aware of the next slap before it is applied!It is getting too much. I feel my tears flowing down my cheeks coolingthem as they go. When will it end?
"No stop, please stop" I beg as I roll my ass around trying toavoid the slaps of his big callused hands. But my movement only causeshis hand to catch my thighs instead of my ass and that just hurts more.
"Does my pussy hurt?" He asks.
"Yyesss" Is my only reply.
"You don't really want me to stop do you?' he asks taking his handsaway and freeing me from his grip I try to get away but still being unsteadyI fall back into his arms.
"Good now remember you're my whore and I can do with you as I please " hereplies.
He looks into my eyes and smiles all the while I fidget aroundtrying to break free of his grip. Fearing his next searing touch.
"Are you still afraid?" He asks.
"YYes sir." I reply.
"Good pussy." He says matter of factly and then proceeds to fondlemy cock until I feel myself reach a fever pitch.
"I'M READY TO CUM!" I groan holding back as best I can.
His caressing hand falls away from my being.
"Oh please don't stop! More I need more. Hit me. Please hit me." Thenbegging him "I'm your whore! Fuck me please!" I urge him on.
piss
"Not yet! Don't come until I tell you! Do you understand? "
"Kneel down here facing me." He says as he pushes me down.
Grabbing the back of my head he pulls my face into his crotch.I feel his soft cock pressing against my lips.
Immediately my mouth opens and sucks him inside all soft and tastingof his cum.
I feel his grip on me tighten up. "Don't let any spill or you'llhave to clean it up."
Suddenly a hot explosion fills my mouth! PISS! He is pissing intomy mouth. I try to squirm my head out of his grip but find it impossible.It's taste is heavy and acrid from holding it in all day.
"Stop squirming and drink!" I hear him say from above me.
Unable to break free I stop fidgeting and try to focus on him andwhat he is saying.
"That's a good whore!" he says from above me.
"Yes." I answer immediately but it sounds all garbled with allthe piss in my mouth.
He slows down to a trickle then nothing and then releases his gripon me.
I stand up before him whipping my face of his piss.
"That's was good wasn't it boy?"
"Yes sir, thank you sir."
"Good whore."
Having still not cum I find it impossible to stay still from allmy pent up sex.
I want more of sirs elixur.
Eyeing the bottle on the bureau I ask him "I want to be a goodwhore sir can I please have another sniff sir?"
"Sure go ahead. There's more where that came from" he says handingmy the magic bottle.
I close my eyes and breath through my nose. There it goes throughmy body. My mind races and spins at the same time, this and sex is allthat matters.
POW! OH THE PAIN! I am brought awake again by sir. After each slapnow I do a little dance.
"OW! No more! Please stop. Don't Please!" I beg for him to stop.POW! POW! Still again and again I am forced to endure the pain. My assfeels like I am sitting on hot coals. The throbbing pain digs deep withinme as I await yet another blow.
Then just as suddenly the beating starts, it subsides.
Sir bends over and while tenderly placing hot wet kisses all overmy face once again begins to massage my throbbing cock.
"OHHH!' I shiver and shake uncontrollably from his attention tome.
"You like this?" He asks.
"OHHHH, I loove it." I croon, not wanting him to stop.
"Only gutter pigs like this. Are you a gutter pig?"
"No!" I say ashamedly.
POW! " OHHH! "POW!"OHHH!" POW! "OHHH!" He is hitting me! He isfondling me!
Like a thousand bees his hands sting at my ass, tears run downmy cheeks like rivers. Like a lightening bolt, each slap penetrating mybeing, instantly jolting me awake only to have a vail of fog immediatelycloud my thoughts again. And when I gain my thoughts it is all about mythrobbing hardon. I tighten my ass waiting for the next throbbing blowor the next soft stroke and yet through it all I hang onto him for dearlife, afraid to let go.
"Yes! I'm a gutter pig." I say to stop him from hitting me.
"Like that?" He asks.
POW!! "EEEK! Please." I start to scream as the pain of each blowbrings on an intolerable stinging sensation.
"Like That?" He asks again.
Is he asking if I like him fondling me or hitting me?
POW! "EEEK!! OHH! Please yes!" I beg him again.
"What did you say? Are you not my beautiful gutter pig?" He asks.
SLAP! "OHHH! Please no. Please yes." SLAP! "OHHH!" SLAP! "OHHHYES!" and another SLAP! "OHH
YES, YES!" I see his hand exploding on my ass! Each hit a revelationin my being!
Then a inkling of something starts to build deep within me. POW!POW! My ass burns it's way deep inside me.
The pain is becomes part of my sexual desire and causes a desireto erupt within me until I can no longer contain it! "YES! BEAT ME! PLEASEI'M YOURS. I'M YOUR FUCKING GUTTER PIG!" My emotions pour out of me!
Then Sir whispers in my ear "OK you can come now."
POW! "OHHHHH! PLEEEEASE FUUUUCK MEEEE!" I pray for him to continuebeating me! Still not letting go of him I squeeze his leg between mineand just like a dog I ride him, my body jerking uncontrollably at the wavesof spasm coursing through me. Closing my eyes I feel the sudden gush shootingfrom me, then an instant later another gush as my body trembles from myexperience and finally the last bit is painfully spit out of me. SlowlyI come back down from whereever I was.
Still holding me to him, he says smiling "Beautiful! Take a lookat yourself in the mirror. My first and only rough rider. "
I hold onto him so as not to fall down and turn to face the mirror.
I see the scared boy bent over and cowering in the man's arms withhis reddened ass and a face full of his own slobber crying in waves ofpain and desires that have past. His ass glows a sharp red clearly setoff from the white of his skin. The man above him is smiling.
I see the over whelming look of shame on the boys face. He…Ican't go on like this. I shouldn't be doing this. I've got to stop. I wantto crawl into a hole and sleep. I fall to my knees and break out sobbing,my shoulders rounded over as tears race uncontrollably down my cheeks.Seconds pass as I continue to break down.
"OK, OK, That's enough now." I hear Sir say as he rubs my back. "Look!" Hesays as he tugs my head up to see. "Look what you've done to my pants." Hesays pointing to the telltale white mucus substance on his pant leg.
"I'm sorry."
"You got your cum on my pants. What are you going to do about it."
I don't answer cause I don't want to do it.
"Come on, clean it up"
Then grabbing my head and forcing me towards the stain. "Come onnow clean it up."
Something makes me resist but he is too strong for me.
He becomes annoyed and pushes my face hard against the mucous substance. "Openyour pussy mouth and get busy licking it clean."
POW! His other hand lands on my ass the hardest hit yet.
"OWWWW!" His slap forces my mouth open and tongue to come out touchingthe stinky stuff.
My tongue withdraws into my mouth carrying the horrible substancewith it. The taste causes my stomach to lurch but I hold back. Sirs handfalls away from my head as I force myself to lick up the rest.
"And don't forget what fell on the carpet. You'd better get thatas well."
"Yes sir." I reply as I bend further down lapping at the dirtyfloor testing for the taste of my cum and the piss that got away.
"See how you are. Your not like other kids. Your special, you belongto me and to the family.
You've got to remember " That's enough for now. Boy you've hurtmy hand hitting you."
"I'm sorry sir" I reply automatically.
Letting me go Sir sits back down on the side of the bed and light'sa cigar. I remain frozen staring at the other boy in the mirror wishingI were him. It's hard coming down from the high I was just at.
"What about the pool. You wanted to go before." He says to me.
"No, I don't want to go now." I say still staring at myself inthe mirror right next to the magic bottle.
"Good, you'll have plenty of time to enjoy the water at the ranchwith Mikey and the rest tomorrow when we get there. Come to bed beforeyou fall down. And stop playing with yourself. "
I try to find the words through the haze of my mind "I, I.. can't… help… it…feelssoooo fuckin…good." I start to remember our last trip. Picturesof me with Mikey and uncle Dan come into sharp focus. "Can Mikey and uncleDan fuck me tomorrow? Please… pretty please…,I, I'll… beyour good little… whore. Please oh please let me." Slurring my wordsseems to put more emphasis on them.
I look down to see my hand continuing to jerk at my limp red cockhead and my other hand reached around and poking into my asshole.
"Fuck…. I… can't… get… hard. Fuckin….pussy."
Still woozy from the magic I reach out my hand for his supportbut he just rolls over away from me and curls up ignoring me. It's funnyI can think clearly, especially about sex, but when I try to do anythingI get all sloppy.
"Yes, yes… I can wait… until… tomorrow." Isay resignedly, just mouthing the words. I continue to float in a fog-likestate. I've developed this lump in my stomach that only keeps on gettingbigger and tighter.
Ouch! OHH! My cock hurts from my continuous jerking off.
"Good now if your done playing with yourself. Come to bed." Hesays without turning over.
Unsteadily I stand up, still feeling like I could float out ofhere, my ass feeling like the surface of the sun. I try to speak "Pleasefill me up." Not knowing what I mean by that.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow you'll get all you can handle." He says halfdozing off.
BAM! OUCH! I stub my toe on the bed frame.
"What boy? That's' the crap you snort, it's still in you. Go tosleep give it a chance to wear off."
"Can I have my teddy bear?"
"Yes get it and get to bed."
I grab my teddy bear and manage to literally fall into bed withmy head spinning wildly.
"Now go to sleep!"
When I hear that tone of voice I know enough to just say "Yes Daddy.I love you."
Liesl
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