Catherine s Punishment
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Slowly opening her tired eyes In the darkness of her lounge when surfacing from a deep sleep, the first thing Victoria Preston became aware of was the dreadful pounding behind her eyes accompanying the worst headache she could recall in years.
After managing to reach out and switch in the table lamp side the sofa and then Looking at her watch Vicky was amazed to see the time was 2am.
“Oh my god ... I feel like shit ... what’s happened?” she asked herself when after realising she wasn’t wearing a nightdress but the same outfit she recalled wearing on what was now the previous day, but just why she was now in the darkness of her lounge at 2am, feeling like she’d been hit by a stream strain, she really hadn’t a clue.
Certainly it wasn’t the first time Vicky had woken up in the lounge in the middle of the night after a few drinks ... or perhaps, not yet wanting to use her bedroom after entertaining a new guy, but on those occasions she certainly hadn’t been fully dressed as she now was, but as for a reason, there simply wasn’t one coming to mind Trying to rise From her prone position flat out on the lounge sofa, such was her headache and aching in her body, not to mention a strange aching in her anus, Vicky’s only coherent thoughts were of her taking some painkillers as soon as possible before getting into bed.
So Having swallowed a good few painkillers, Victoria Preston made her groggy way Upstairs to her bedroom, without noticing a glass tumbler just beneath her bed, the very same tumbler she’d much earlier dribbled her Nephews semen into from her mouthful of Dans cum, and which Sean and Dan had missed when clearing and tidying Vicky’s bedroom.
Nor, when stripping from her dress, bra and panties, before unclipping her suspender belt and removing it with her black nylon stockings still attached, did Vicky spot the semen stains on her stockings and nylons, before throwing the whole into the laundry basket. Nor, having found her short red nightdress beneath the pillow and thrown it over her shapely naked body, did Vicky notice the light pink tram lines across her breasts.
Nor as she climbed into bed, was Dans Aunt Vicky aware of the mixture of Sean and Dans crusty dried semen inside her Anus and around her thighs and buttocks, before falling into an exhausted sleep that would last until much later in the day, oblivious as to her earlier being tied, humiliated and whipped before on the very same bed, having her hitherto Virgin Anus brutally fucked by Sean Brady, while her mouth was being filled with the hot semen of her nephew Dan Dixon...
With Catherine Dixon having enjoyed such a wonderful time the previous week, of her being mentored, punished, fucked and tutored as to her new role and position in life at the feet of her young Master Sean Brady, the following weekend spent with her husband, dragged on interminably before he had again left on his supposedly work related travels.
In fact Catherine was more and more convinced her husband was seeing another woman and was very soon desperate to once again hear from her young Master Sean, even In the expectation of him calling, carrying the cell phone he’d given with her everywhere, in and out of the house, while no longer caring when her son made pointed remarks and her now having two of the latest expensive smart phones.
Not realising Sean Brady was in fact observing the ‘Treat them mean, keep them Keen, advice her been given by his mentor Tony Weston, or of course that Sean had been very busy elsewhere with her son Dan.
And So when having not heard from Sean by the Tuesday, Catherine finally decided she’d relieve her frustration by going on an afternoon shopping therapy trip, thinking her sister Victoria, May even wish to join her, before belatedly remembering Tuesday was Vicky’s regular ‘Girls lunch day’
‘Well there’s always another time’. Thought Catherine, knowing she’d be equally happy simply bumping into friends during her shopping expedition, before s her son Dan strode into the kitchen telling her.
“Well I’m off Mum, don’t expect me back anytime soon, I’ve got football practice later this afternoon” not even bothering with his usual routine of inspecting his mother’s body and clothing, for having already seen Catherine dressing, Dan was already aware his Mother was having a ‘frump day’ clothing wise, for Sean Brady most certainly would not be visiting her today.
“Okay Dan, have a good day, I won’t bother cooking anything until see you later” replied Catherine, absently noting her sons sports bag looking a little bulkier than usual.
ThenTrue to her young Master’s instructions she always present her leggy busty beauty when away from her home, having decided she’d Lunch out, Catherine stripped from her white bra and pants along with her tee shirt and jeans before taking a shower and afterward replaced them with her familiar and very meaningful powder blue lingerie set of bra, thong, black nylon stockings and garter belt, before choosing a short red skirt and black top.
A further fifteen minutes were spent before the mirror, ensuring her hair and makeup were perfect before Catherine was ready for her therapeutic shopping expedition...
Very impressed by the smart neighbourhood, Kevin Smith drove slowly past the address given him by Tony, before parking his battered old car down the road a little way from the large detached hone of Catherine Dixon.
Kevin could still hardly believe it when Tony had called him into his office and told him exactly what he wanted him to do. For Kevin had previously thought his Boss and Sean were a bit too close for his liking, but had listened in ever growing excitement, hardly able to believe his ears as Tony outlined his instructions.
It didn’t matter one little bit to Kevin that Sean were to know nothing of his visit to his so called “slave”? For after Tony had completed his instructions to Kevin, he was happy in the knowledge knowing he would be getting one over one that flash bastard Sean and with Tony’s blessing! So the spotty young lad excitedly told Tony he would carry out his instructions to the letter “This “ decided Kevin “is going to be great fun!”
Unusually for the time of day Catherine heard the chimes of the doorbell and still coming to terms with her new dress code, she tugged her short skirt downward, before chiding herself for doing so, remembering that when wearing her skirts shorter and usually together with a thin semi transparent blouse, her sense of embarrassment was tempered by her pride in the admiring looks she seemed to attract from both men and boy.
“Hi there Mrs. Dixon it makes a change to see you with your clothes on, but I think I preferred you when you naked though!”
Flabbergasted at seeing the sneering face of Kevin Smith leering at her from the doorway and cursing her stupidity at not checking through the spy eye in the door when the doorbell first rang, Catherine’s instinct was to slam the front door closed again, only to find that Kevin had already placed one of his doc martens inside the door.
“I ... oh god ... you really shouldn’t be here Kevin, how did you get this address” asked the very nervous blonde housewife of her unwanted visitor, simultaneously attempting to close the door on him.
Ignoring Catherine’s tentative question, Kevin easily pushed open the heavy door and moved right past her on into the house. Unfamiliar with such surroundings, Kevin’s impressed young eyes took in the expensive furnishings and carpets of the Dixon household, before turning back toward the clearly anxious Catherine, remaining by the open front door, Kevin exclaimed... “Wow, this is some place you have here Mrs. Dixon ... for a sex slave ... now close the that door and get that fuckable ass in here!”
Kevin’s words Were not only unsettling but also hugely discomfiting to Catherine. To hear this horrible youth referring to her as a sex slave was bad enough But the the dreadful half forgotten ghastly memory of actually having to ‘practice’ her cock sucking skills upon Kevin’s repulsive cock came flooding back to her.
“Please ... Kevin ... I really think it best you leave ... my son will be home soon and it’s best you’re not here when he returns” Although Even to Catherine her words came out sounding more of a plea to Kevin, who was not slow in taking this up with Catherine, for in fact Kevin knew otherwise, for Tony had told him that on this particular Tuesday afternoon, both Sean and Dan would be engaged elsewhere.
“Pleeeeeeeeeese Kevin!,” replied Kevin mockingly and in a childlike voice before, turning quickly, he pulled the startled Catherine to one side and slammed shut the front door. Frightened and aware of the danger she was obviously facing, Catherine was determined to get out of the house and darted as fast as she could from the hallway toward the kitchen. But showing remarkable speed, Kevin quickly followed Catherine and grabbing her hair by the pony tail she had earlier fashioned, brought the beautiful blonde mother to an abrupt screaming halt, just inside her kitchen.
With his strong grip on her hair, Catherine then found herself being forced back toward Kevin. Then after stumbling when fighting to maintain her balance, having fallen on to the thick carpet on her bottom, her skirt having ridden up over her thighs to display her stocking tops, Catherine found herself at being dragged backward by her pony tail as Kevin dragged the terrified mature beauty back into the lounge.
There Kevin unceremoniously threw her face first onto the large sofa, where with her body sprawled across the soft leather, the petrified Catherine Dixon, turned her head toward see Kevin removing a wide leather belt from his Jeans and telling her. “Ok bitch, now you’re about to find out who the real boss is around here!”
Not allowing Catherine the opportunity to scramble away from him, Kevin placed a strong young hand onto the middle of her back, pinning the now pleading and protesting housewife to the sofa.
With his leather belt in his other hand, Kevin pulled Catherine’s short red skirt up over her kicking legs and buttocks until it gathered about her waist and jerking the elastic of her tiny thong down Catherines legs, Kevin cruelly and unceremoniously shoved two fingers between the very dismayed blonde beauty’s cunt lips. “Oh yeah baby ... your fucking hot for this! I reckon your about ready for me, you posh fucking bitch! Exclaimed Kevin when finding an unaccountable wetness between Catherine’s legs...
There was no finesse about Kevin and Catherine was very soon screaming in agony as the youth then a delivered an awesome ‘thwack’ of his leather belt upon her very exposed buttocks, only just able to hold her against the Sofa, it was taking most of Kevin’s strength to control the then screaming Catherine’s mad squirming attempts to escape.
Then another blow from the heavy belt, this time Catherine’s screams were so loud even Kevin wondered if he had gone too far ... but what the hell he thought, and gave the screaming blonde housewife another two in quick succession, both just below her buttocks on the back of Catherine’s thighs, causing Catherine to scream louder than ever and for Kevin to be very grateful her detached house was some distance from that of her neighbours.
Catherine’s screams gradually reduced to whimpering moans of pain, but the result of those two blows was for Catherine to beg Kevin for mercy.
“Please ... oh dear God ... no more ... please no more Kevin ... I’ll do whatever you say ... do whatever you tell me ... but God, please don’t hit me again ... I beg you Kevin ... Pleeeeese ... no more!!!” All music to Kevin’s ears and just what he had wanted to hear. Tony’s instructions on just where he should ‘Punish Catherine Dixon’ had worked a treat.
Kevin knew he now had complete control of the beautiful blonde mother, that prick Sean Brady would know nothing about it and Kevin intended it should stay that way, so an advance warning to Catherine was in order.
“Okay then Mrs. Dixon, be sure you do, but the first time you don’t do as you’re told, if get to thinking of telling anyone about our little fun together ... then this just a taste is what you’ll be getting!”
Using all of his youthful strength, Kevin mercilessly bought his belt down upon Catherine’s buttocks again and this time, as Catherine’s screams would testify, harder than ever.
“You understand me now ... you fucking posh bitch ... if not there’s plenty more of that coming your way and I’ve not even started on those big tits ... yet!”
Moaning sobbing and crying, Catherine could only whimper.
“Oh God, yes ... I understand ... I’ll never say a thing ... I won’t tell a soul ... but please, no more ... I can’t take any more Kevin ... please don’t hit me again” sobbed the terrified Catherine, her curvy buttocks and thighs burning and throbbing with a pain she’d never before experienced.
“That’s more like it Mrs. Dixon, you’re mine now so get used to the idea ... Now get that lazy ass up and go get me a coke, then you can fucking well show me your bedroom, cause you’re goanna give me an even better head job than last time ... and that’ll be just for starters!”
“Now let’s see if you really meant with that little speech downstairs” Kevin Smith told Catherine as his hands flexed his leather belt when sprawling contentedly upon Catherine’s bed, after with trembling hands and having nervously handed the brutal youth a can of coke, the partially dressed Catherine had led Kevin upstairs into her bedroom.
Having already followed Kevin’s instruction to stand with her hands upon her head, Catherine now stood nervously at the foot of her bed “When I start to play this CD, you are going to dance a nice strip tease for me, nice and slow Mrs Dixon ... strip everything until you are naked ... then crawl onto your bed and show me just how good a fuck you are, you understand me bitch?”
Eying the terrible leather belt that had a few minutes ago given her so much unbearable pain, Catherine could only nod her head in miserable acceptance of Kevin’s demands, hoping against hope either Sean or Dan would arrive and save her from this horrible brute of a boy, unaware at that very moment, her own sister was in the process of performing drug induced acts of sexual degradation for both of them.
As he lay gloating part naked upon Catherine’s bed, Kevin then pressed the play button on a portable CD player and looked on in euphoric delight, as with very despondent slow movements, his very own private dancer began dancing to ‘the stripper’ music coming from the CD player.
Flexing his leather belt as a reminder to Catherine, Kevin was only disappointed her pervert son Dan wasn’t there to witness his mother’s degradation at his hands, just as he’d done when in Tony’s viewing room, thinking jeez maybe he’d even break his Ass in sometime, for an Ass was an Ass to Kevin and he’d fuck anyone’s if he could ... and maybe he would do just that sometime, decided Kevin, completely unaware both he and Dans Mother were at that moment being recorded by Spy Cams activated by their presence in Catherine’s bedroom as his very own private dancer began slowly unbuttoning her sheer transparent sheer black blouse...
Hours later, while still on a high still on a high from the afternoon’s events at his Auntie Victoria’s house, Dan Dixon opened the front door and shouted out to his mother that he was home. His mother’s reply came from the bathroom, so Dan, shrugging his shoulders, carried on up to his room, thinking he may as well have a look and see what his Mother had been up to that afternoon. As he did so Dan was recalling how, when Sean had decided he had enough pictures and film of his Aunt Victoria, Dan had told her to wash her face and breasts before getting dressed and to then go back downstairs.
They had done so just in time, for just as Victoria had settled into her chair she gave a huge yawn and Dan had told Victoria she was obviously very tired and would now leave her to sleep, and thanked her for the coffee, hoping Tony was correct and that Victoria would remember nothing about the past hours, despite the taste of Dan’s and Sean’s come juices in her mouth.
Dan now delighted in taking every opportunity to check the recordings made of his mother by the spy cams in her bathroom and bedroom and after activating the recording, he glanced casually at the screen to see the usual stuff, his mother dressing and tidying her bedroom came up before Dan then fast forwarded to the next section to watch his mother changing from her ‘home clothing’ into the powder blue lingerie, red skirt and black transparent top she was to wear for an obvious shopping trip.
Seeing his mother dressing this way always gave Dan a good hard on and today was no exception, for Dan could never get over just how sexy he found his Mother, despite having shot his wad into his Aunt Victoria’s willing mouth only a couple of hours ago. Thinking his Mother must have then gone shopping, Dan casually forwarded the recording to the next section and was suddenly astounded by the unexpected sight of his disheveled looking Mother entering her bedroom, followed by none other than that nasty piece of work Kevin Smith!
Dan could scarcely believe his eyes, surely his Mother would never even dream of inviting Kevin into her home, let alone her bedroom! It was only after Dan pressed the zoom on the device to get his mother in close up, did he realise there were tears in the corner of her eyes, and that she appeared to be in obvious distress.
Not so Kevin, who smirking evilly, then sat upon his Mother’s bed, while she herself took up a hands on head position at the end of her bed and as whilst Catherine displayed a look of pure terror, Kevin stripped from his clothes before lying back on his mother’s bed, playing with his erect cock as his Mother began a slow dance while unbuttoning her blouse.
Having eventually removed the sheer black blouse, Dan looked on as mother completed a slow dancing striptease at the foot of her bed until she was wearing no more than her blue garter belt and black stockings, leaving Dan astonished to realise his own cock was growing ever harder to the scenario being played out on the screen before him.
Then even more so when his Mother eventually climbed upon her bed, between Kevin’s knees and to begin the task of sucking his throbbing cock, with her beautiful curvy ass and its little Anal ring in full view of Dans now lustful eyes.
After A few minutes of her sucking, ball kissing and general hand caressing of Kevin’s young cock, Dan was thunderstruck to witness his horrified Mother, at Kevin’s prompting, moving her body upward until she lay on top of him, Her face over his and giving Kevin what would be to any casual observer at least, a passionate tongue in the mouth kiss, whilst At the same time Kevin’s arms encircled her body, before Dan’s Mother jerked her head upward to make a frantic but futile attempt to escape from this position.
Dan realised Kevin’s cock must have been attempting to enter his Mother and that now it had actually done so. This was soon born out as Kevin, his hands gripping the back her thighs, cruelly pulled Catherine up and toward him until eventually she sat kneeling on Kevin’s erection with her legs clearly either side of his.
By now it became quite clear to Dan that Kevin was now fucking his Mother. For with one hand gripping her hair to keep her upright on top of him, Kevin began slowly pumping up and down inside Dan’s distressed, but by now compliant Mother, whilst his other hand cruelly squeezed, rubbed and tormented Catherine’s breasts and nipples, now and again he pulling her down to him once again and pushing his tongue deep into Catherine’s mouth.
Even though knowing he should in fact feel ashamed and guilty, Dan could not help but feverishly stroke his own throbbing cock while watching Kevin’s all to obvious rape of his mother and was even more turned on, when Kevin then decided to take her ‘doggy style’ when kneeling at the end of the bed, he forced Catherine back up on to him, before adding insult to her obvious humiliation when making her reach behind to take his cock in her hand and guide it into her cunt herself!
Seeing the anguish upon his Mother’s clearly terrified face as Kevin brutally fucked her from the rear, Dan wondered how on earth Kevin had managed to get his mother into such a position. Certainly neither Sean nor Tony had given him any indication that Kevin would be part of his Mother’s ‘training’ Indeed only the other day Sean had told Dan how much he detested the slimy, dirty, rat faced Kevin, that the feeling was mutual and he’d never in future allow the rat faced teenager anywhere near her. But there, on the monitor a grimacing Kevin was clearly ready to shoot his wad into his Mother and Dan looked on in part horror, part excited anticipation as Kevin, gripping firmly onto Catherine’s hips, plunged ever deeper into his Mother, his face triumphant as he began dumping his load into her.
Then watching the grinning Kevin pushing his Mothers face down onto her bed, Dan’s first impulse had been to pick up his cell phone and scroll Sean’s number to tell him what he was witnessing. Before he could, Dan’s attention was drawn back to the monitor where Kevin was now beating his terrified naked Mother with his belt while gripping her by her long hair as she tried to crawl away from Kevin.
Yet again Dan was left wondering why his cock was throbbing so violently to the scenes on the monitor and sudden indecision came over Dan, as he watched his tearful Mother obviously pleading to Kevin for mercy, for An idea had suddenly had come to him and he put the cell phone to one side. For now Emboldened by the seemingly easy manner of subduing and orally fucking his Mother’s sister, Dan now realised he had now been given a improbable opportunity to have some fun for himself now, just for him and nobody but his Mother and himself need be any the wiser.
Later in her bath, the disconsolate dejected and tearful Catherine tried to wash and soothe away the terrible pain Kevin had so ruthlessly inflicted upon her. Nothing though, would ever soothe away the sickness she felt every time she recalled how he had so cruelly forced her to fuck him, even telling her it could not be rape if she herself had guided his cock into her cunt! Much, much worse, was Catherine’s terrible recollection of how she had herself had an orgasm just as Kevin was shooting his seed into her!
Taking another huge gulp from the brandy glass beside her bath Catherine felt the liquid burning her throat as she tried to hold back more tears. She had to ask herself how on earth she had gotten into this mess, going from the admittedly bored housewife of a just few weeks ago to now being abused by seemingly anyone who knew the secret of her new double life. What had begun as a game for Catherine and had evolved into exciting, cunt throbbing slavery with Sean, had now become something much, much more dangerous for her. For having beaten her again after spurting his awful seed inside her cunt, Kevin had then told a horrified Catherine that, if she breathed a word of what had happened to Sean, he would return with a gang of his friends who would beat and gang rape her in front of her son Dan ... and maybe even Fuck Dan before forcing him to fuck his mother in front of them!
Aware Dan was now home and in the house, Catherine sobbed silently, trying to come to terms with the knowledge that she was irredeemably trapped. Her only option, she decided, was to ensure Kevin was kept as far away from herself from as possible, but for her to complain to Sean would be fraught with danger, should Sean be persuaded by Kevin she’d enjoyed sucking his cock so much she’d actually invited HIM to fuck and have rough sex with her ... in the way she did with Sean?. Perhaps worse still would be Kevin then carrying out his terrible threats to gang bang her and to force Dan to fuck her.
So with that route closed off and her son being far too young and vulnerable for her to confide in, Catherine turned her thoughts to her sister Vicky, with whom she shared everything ... aside from Sean and her new life as a Slave to him. Anyway, despite her man eating persona, Vicky was far too prim and proper to accept her sister Catherine would ever stoop to such levels and besides, Vicky would be no match for a nasty street kid such as Kevin Smith. Catherine feared she’d be luring Vicky into a situation where Kevin May even hand out the same treatment to Vicky as he’d given her.
Eventually The only person Catherine could think of who could help her could be the seemingly all powerful Tony Weston Yes, decided Catherine, she would just have to go and explain everything to Tony, he would help her. Catherine was sure of it...
Having suffered two days of headaches and nausea before finally feeling better, Victoria Preston drew her white silk negligee around her otherwise naked body and made her way downstairs after hearing the post drop through her letterbox. Boy had she felt bad! feeling like death, most of the past two days she had spent in bed.
After waking from a deep sleep in her lounge sofa, All Victoria could recall about that day was her nausea and an awful sticky taste in her mouth. In fact Vicky could just about recall her nephew Dan thanking her for the coffee and that he was going because she was looking very tired, although why her sister’s son had been in her house in the first place, Victoria was unable to recall.
Prior to that, Victoria could remember only her lunch date with her friends and of having a couple of glasses of wine with her meal and she could only assume it must have been something she had eaten that had made her feel so bad for the past couple of days. Now she was feeling somewhat better she would telephone the restaurant and complain to them, if nothing else she was certain to be given a voucher for a freebie next time.
Sorting through her post Victoria discarded the usual junk mail and put the bills to one side. They could wait for another time before she opened them. All that remained was a rather intriguing, cardboard backed, buff coloured A4 envelope, sealed with clear tape, it was addressed to her and marked ‘Photos, do not Bend’, without a return address but a London postmark telling her nothing.
With this envelope in hand Victoria made her way into the kitchen and after placing the envelope on a work surface, she then took a sharp knife, slitting the taped seal.
Taking what appeared to be two 8 x 4 photos from the envelope, Vicky realised they were at first blank side up. Only when she turned the photos did Victoria drop them onto the work surface as though she had been holding two hot bricks. “Oh my God, what the hell ... How? ... what the ... hell!” Before Victoria’s stunned disbelieving eyes, on the Kitchen work surface lay two close up photos of herself.
One featured the bewildered looking Victoria in her own bedroom, smiling lazily and naked aside from nylon stockings and and her pink suspenders, but to her horror, Vicky also wore thick padded leather wrist cuffs clipped together, plus a leather collar and leash, a crotch rope had been tied between her naked cunt lips and Victoria’s hands were linked together above her head...
Worst of all, across her breasts, written in red lipstick, the words ‘I am a sex slave Please Fuck Me’ were clearly visible ... and it was clear someone was holding up the dog leash clipped to the leather collar to ensure all these words were clearly legible.
Perhaps even Worse was the second close up 8 x 4 photo of Victoria Preston. For Although now unencumbered by the cuffs and collar, she was none the less still naked. Kneeling on her own bed and Sideways on the camera, Vicky’s heavy breasts and large nipples were almost in profile and though Male thoughts as her tongue probed out from between her lips in an almost bucket manner, collecting an amount of sperm from just beneath the deep red plum like head of a very large very erect penis, as her eyes appeared to be gazing up adoringly up towards the owner of a very erect, obviously cum spurting large penis.
The effect upon Victoria viewing the photos was as intended, quite simply devastating.
Her hands began shaking and she was having difficulty controlling her breathing, such was the force of her heart hammering against the walls of her chest. Frantically Victoria searched the large buff envelope for its accompanying letter or note. Some sign at least as to who may be responsible for this nightmarish situation. There was none, but Vicky did find something she had missed when opening the envelope, this being two tiny sheer lace thongs, one green one black and similar to her own sexy garments she kept for those ‘special nights’.
Then it suddenly occurred to her these intimate garments were a little to similar to her own and after rushing upstairs, a search through her ‘special’ lingerie drawer confirmed her worst suspicions, that her most sexy intimate garments had been taken from that very drawer and had now been returned to her, but why? Why?why?
Almost as if they were hot ashes, Victoria again picked up and viewed both photos for some sign as to when these abhorrent images were taken. Again nothing, simply that they had obviously been taken in her own bedroom, for in both photos she wore her pink garter belt and although Victoria had to admit it was her favourite and along with its matching set, she wore this item on a regular basis, and was no doubting this terrible act had been committed in what she had always considered to be the sanctuary of her own bedroom, for any man had to first get to know Vicky extremely well before being invited to her bedroom.
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catherine&rick by samandrewsCatherine could hear the shower running just as she threw on her robe. It was 8:25. Bob must have slept in as he was usually out of the house by 8:00. She quickly remembered that Bob and his buddy Rick had been out last night for a few beers at the game and she had been asleep when he came home so it must have been late. She could hear movements in the shower and as she did she got a naughty gleam in her eye. She went over to her lingerie chest and picked out a...
Catherine was a guest lecturer at a small, southern, community college. She had been in town for just under three weeks. Her lecture that day had lasted a little longer than usual. Then, the students had many more questions than they normally did. Now, it, was getting late. She hoped she hadn’t missed her ride. To add insult to injury, Catherine’s friend, Sandy, who usually picked her up, had failed to arrive that evening. It was Sandy who had arranged for the guest lecturing position at the...
catherine&rick by samandrews Catherine could hear the shower running just as she threw on her robe. It was 8:25. Bob must have slept in as he was usually out of the house by 8:00. She quickly remembered that Bob and his buddy Rick had been out last night for a few beers at the game and she had been asl**p when he came home so it must have been late. She could hear movements in the shower and as she did she got a naughty gleam in her eye. She went over to her lingerie chest and picked out a...
Victoria Preston Aware her ‘work schedule’ meant his Aunt Vicky had a free day, although by now quite used to her nephew Dan coming and going as he wished, Victoria Preston was none the less surprised and alarmed to see to see her nephew Dan confidently striding into her bedroom the morning after his Mother had ‘entertained’ Annie Day. In fact fresh from being on the receiving end of a great blow job from his Mother Catherine, Dan was carrying out the request of Annie Day that he check up...
Apologies to regular readers for the delay. ... Although quite naturally missing her young baby child Peter, Catherine Dixon was at least content in the knowledge her son was by now in the strong caring hands of the otherwise fearsome Olga up at the Manor House of Peter Harris, the grandfather of her youngest son and now apparently half a world away, after having left the running of his ‘Business’ in the hands of his teenage son David Harris, along with Sean Brady. Sean Brady, whom...
Breakfast time at the Dixon household the following morning was a quiet affair, where Mother, daughter and Son all appeared to be lost in thought. As indeed they were, and although shortly having to leave for what his Mother assumed to be his day at College, Dan was unable to resist furtive glances at both His Mother and Sister Caroline, both of whom he’d witnessed first hand in the ‘Bookshop’ the previous day. Although Sean hadnt allowed him to observe what Dan assumed to be His sister’s...
Catherine's Black Submission byblackandwhitewriter©Roy drove his huge cock deep into Catherine's sopping wet cunt, her moans filling the air. They'd been at it for almost an hour and she'd had four intense orgasms. Once again, her breathing picked up, longer and faster, as she neared yet another climax. Sure enough, with a few more of Roy's powerful strokes, Catherine exploded for a fifth time, her screams signaling complete satisfaction...and near exhaustion.Roy was a handsome black man and...
For the first time since her divorce Victoria Preston was wishing she still had a husband, or live in lover. Having Just days ago been subjected to the most sexual abuse that she would have believed possible and at the hands of a total stranger at that, a stranger complete with a horrific leather mask, who had beaten and sexually humiliated her, in full view that awful woman Joan and of course her nemesis Sean Brady. Now just an hour ago Sean had simply walked into her home and doing so with...
“We’ll that was fun the other night Caroline, your mother sure is one hell of a fuck, hey what do you think, you reckon we’ve done the job on the bitch, I reckon the kid will be mine not my brother’s, not that it matters when we only want to milk your mums tits” With Caroline Dixon kneeling naked upon her Masters office desk performing her duties as a living naked ‘centrepiece’ upon his desk, as was so often the case during his business meetings, Peter Harris had left the office with his...
Carrying a tray laden with Coffee and breakfast things up to her bedroom, wearing nothing other than a leather collar and leash, wasn’t an experience Annie Day had previously participated in at 9 in the morning and certainly not at the same time on the dot every morning, in fact until a few months ago such an exercise was something Annie would never have dreamed of. Certainly not before having her home and her very existence taken over by Olga, the burly East European dominant Lesbian. In...
It had all started with the unusually cold night that in the tiled bathroom had felt a lot colder that it had made her nipples slightly more sensitive when she had begun removing her clothes, stepping into the hot bath, she had felt quite relaxed, and secured. Going back to what her friend had taught her do you, you slide a finger inside, find the clit, and focus on it. She had spent quite some time with her finger in her vagina before she finally found it, giving an usual amount of pleasure...
Although seemingly each of them were deep in thought, in reality Catherine Dixon and her son Dan were if fact just too embarrassed to speak during the journey home from the party, in fact the trip had been completed in strained silence, until once indoors Mother and son retired to their respective bedrooms. There each to ponder upon that evenings momentous events. Soothing her beaten and battered body in a hot bath, Catherine’s emotions were in turmoil, for although there could have been no...
Caroline Dixon: If Caroline Dixon had won her own battle with her Mother for the attention and affections of their ‘owner’ Peter Harris when at his large country Manor House, the situation in the Dixon Household when Caroline paid a rare visit could be described as being a no contest between Mother and Daughter. For thanks to Dan’s edict that his Mother adopt a minuscule dress dress code about the house when he arrived home and when serving his meals, Catherine Dixon was wearing no more...
Catherine was a guest lecturer at a small, southern, community college. She had been in town for just under three weeks. Her lecture on that fateful day had lasted a little longer than usual. On top of that, her students had asked many more questions than they normally would have asked. This pleased Catherine because it indicated they were paying attention. However, by the time she left the classroom it was getting late. She hoped she hadn't missed her ride. To add insult to injury,...
Catherine Makes A Change By Petricia She stood in the doorway and gazed at it as she had done countless times before. Gleaming stainless steel, black lacquer, soft black leather, chrome buckles. It was beautiful, a work of art. It was hideous, evil, cold- a thing to be feared and reviled. It dominated the room, as it dominated her thoughts, and holding the promise of something so sinister it made her quiver to think about it. The device was Catherine’s own creation, a product of her...
The Countless reply texts to whoever had sent her the first dreadful text message instructing Victoria Preston to check her emails, resulted in not one single reply, or text of any kind from that ‘unknown number’ Likewise Vicky’s every attempt at sending a reply email to the perverted scumbags behind the horrified nerve jangling 45 minute long video film they’d somehow compiled of Vicky’s horrific sexual debasement at the hands and bodies of unknown abusers had been returned as being sent to...
“And just where the fuck have you been?” In fact Trevor knew full well where his girlfriend Claire Taylor had been all afternoon, but he wasn’t about to allow himself to look a mug again, having already been made to look a fool when left outside the house of Annie Day by Kevin Smith, who’d then disappeared to who knows where along with with Claire’s mother Karen. “Why are you shouting at me Trevor, I’m not your property and I don’t have to tell you where I am every minute of the day!”...
Comfortably reclining in the large antique leather chair behind his huge antique oak desk, the imposing figure of Peter Harris gazed with huge satisfaction and no little pride at the two almost identical women, both with hands were clasped together behind their Blonde heads. Peter’s huge desk, upon which on its two far corners, Catherine Dixon and her daughter Caroline, each adorned with large identical nipple rings, gazed down toward the surface of the huge desk, each wearing only a...
Finally having the house to herself after the departure of her son Dan and the young girl Sharon, Catherine Dixon was at long last able to take a long hot soak in her bath, but more importantly a private bath and to reflect upon her feelings, not only of how she’d yet again been sexually used and abused by both her son and his strange new girlfriend, but of how Dan had taken another giant step toward sexually owning his own Mother. For where he’d previously been satisfied sexually...
Having completed an all too rare shopping expedition with her daughter Caroline, and now concluding lunch with coffee, Catherine Dixon was now having to fend of some increasingly difficult questions from her daughter. Certainly Catherine had been delighted to hear her daughter praising her new hairstyle and that with a new sparkle in her eyes and a far more glamorous manner of dressing, her Mother looked ‘more attractive than ever’ these days. “It’s almost as if you’ve taken a lover Mum”...
Catherine Bell and her male co-star, Larry, were acting in a made-for-TV film that was going to include a sexual interlude between the two of them. This was several years ago before Catherine became famous with her work on JAG. The script contained quite a bit of very provocative sexual acting and one scene that transcended anything that Catherine ever did before or since in her career in front of the camera. The actual scene came about 2/3 of the way through the film when Catherine and Larry...
Introduction: Not sure where all of the symbols and random characters came from, but this should fix it. Chapter 1: Beginnings OOHHH, YES!! YES, FUCK ME LOVER! Catharine screamed as her lover?s cock slammed in and out of her body. She was a young woman, having just turned eighteen, with raven black shoulder length hair that contrasted with her pale skin to give a seeming unearthly beauty, long shapely legs connected to a firm toned heart shaped ass, her breasts were small, but pert and well...
"OOHHH, YES!! YES, FUCK ME LOVER!" Catharine screamed as her lover?s cock slammed in and out of her body. She was a young woman, having just turned eighteen; with raven black shoulder length hair that contrasted with her pale skin to give a seeming unearthly beauty; long shapely legs connected to a firm toned heart shaped ass; her breast's were small, but pert and well suited for her petite frame of 5'6", one-hundred-ten pounds. "Mmm, yes I'm gonna cum baby", she whispered...
"OOHHH, YES!! YES, FUCK ME LOVER!" Catharine screamed as her lover’s cock slammed in and out of her body. She was a young woman, having just turned eighteen; with raven black shoulder length hair that contrasted with her pale skin to give a seeming unearthly beauty; long shapely legs connected to a firm toned heart shaped ass; her breast's were small, but pert and well suited for her petite frame of 5'6", one-hundred-ten pounds. "Mmm, yes I'm gonna cum baby", she...
The affair between Julie Jenkinson and her now eighteen-year-old son Christopher was not abating and they were having sex,on average, three times a day.Julie had purchased a cane as one of Christopher's eighteenth birthday presents and he now felt that across his arse more frequently than his mothers hairbrush with him usually wearing female clothing when the beatings were administered although they had long ceased to be punishments as both parties got pleasure from them.For a change Julie was...
IncestWhen Catherine arrived, I met her at the door and gave her a huge hug. Callie came bouncing down the stairs and joined us in a group hug. After we were finished, I carried Catherine's bags up to her bedroom and helped her unpack. "So have you two been good?" Catherine asked. "No, Mom, I'm afraid that we've been very bad" was Callie's response. "Excellent!" said Catherine. "I was hoping you'd say that." "Mom, I wanted to say thanks for allowing me to fuck Bob this weekend. He's been the subject...
Straight SexBeware the night before the dawnBeware the dark when light is goneFor there's a phantom lust awakePowerwolf,Demons are a girl's best friendThe word best suited to describe Catherine's sex life, the one that immediately came to her mind when she thought of the delights of passionate love, this word was an adjective and this adjective was, quite simply and to her great displeasure: catastrophic. After a long series of shabby plans in which the deflated, pathetic runts unable to make her come,...
Being led by the hand through the house of a previously complete stranger would have been a novel enough experience for Claire Taylor, although being led by the hand when wearing no more than a skimpy set of green and black satin lingerie while her breasts and nipples were jiggling around over the quarter cup bra was another matter altogether. Especially when the person clutching Claire’s hand was a tall mature grey haired stranger she only met an hour ago. This surely was an out of this...
At his huge desk, Sean Brady studied the lithe buxom and clearly nervous figure in the chair opposite and smiled at the gorgeous vision before him. Wearing a summer blouse and lightweight Blue skirt, Caroline Dixon really looked the proverbial million dollars’. Sean had been delighted when her brother Dan had told him his sister Caroline wanted to see him again, to confront Sean about any possible Involvement he had with his Mother, then even more so, when Caroline had Called him to...
Catherine Jenkinson was just short of her twentieth birthday and it was now almost two months since she had paid her surprise visit to her mother Julie and eighteen-year-old brother Christopher.As it turned out it was Catherine that got most of the surprises because, on her arrival, she found her mother in the process of spanking her brother with a hairbrush but not only that, Christopher was wearing female clothing.She was to discover that not only were both the spanking and the wearing of...
IncestCatherine Bell, better known in the last eight years as Lt. Col. Sarah McKenzie, USMC (or "Mac") knew there was more than one reason she was cast for her role in the TV series, JAG. One reason was her demonstrated acting ability. That was definitely true because Catherine is an astounding and very convincing actress. But, there were some other obvious reasons -- Catherine's beauty and her shapely figure. Anyone that doesn't know that sex appeal is a huge characteristic desired in TV shows...
Not that I want to claim to be historically accurate (and who can, considering it is only rumor), but the speculation that she was 'good' to her horses gets my imagination stirring! So, maybe it happened like this... Our not yet horsebred Russkie is not allowed loose comingling, both for bloodlines and for security, but she is eighteen, devoid of her 'flower' thanks to a (helpful?) servant, and becoming addicted to dick! The servant didn't realize she'd love it so much but if he...
We had been to my cousin's wedding reception and were on our way home when my wife Catherine slid over next to me and put her hand on my leg. I knew what she wanted; hell, she'd been wanting it all night. She had wanted it as we were getting ready to go to the wedding, but I had put her off because we were running late. She had been 'antsy' ever since. Twice during the reception she had tried to maneuver me into an empty room for a quickie, but instead of thinking of her steaming hot pussy...
Entering the inner sanctum of the old second hand bookshop once again a few days later was nervy pleasure Kevin Smith, one he thought he’d never again experience. Yet one single chance meeting had suddenly intervened. That of an tall attractive mature busty blonde running low on fuel and her pulling into a small out of town filling station, manned by Kevin, which had been the catalyst for his hoped for return to the fold, of Sean Brady’s enterprise. That of running an enterprise making...
Catherine Bell was very frustrated. She loved sex and yet she wasn't regularly getting nearly enough to keep her satisfied and to knock the hot sexy edge off of her horniness. She hated not being able to get fucked whenever she needed to. Catherine found herself getting very horny on the set where she filmed JAG on a daily basis and by the time she got home, she was screaming for an orgasm and her husband was never there to help her get the sexual satisfaction that a normal horny woman like...
I looked at her wedding ring and the guy glanced down at it then smiled up over her shoulder, his eyes leveling upon mine and he shook his head, the entire exchange being my question - “are you two married” and his response - “she is but not to me”. His hand swept to the small of her back then, and he bent to her, kissing her passionately and I turned back to the wheel of my newly acquired half cabin cruiser.I had only bought it two weeks before, along with the small taxi business on the lake,...
An incessant ringing of the doorbell had been non stop and persistent enough to wake and tell the sleepy naked Caroline Dixon the caller was going nowhere until someone had answered and as there was no way she was about to rush around getting dressed, an annoyed Caroline Dixon eventually decided the naked and disheveled handcuffed figure of her Aunt Vicky, who’s head had remained between her legs while both of them had slept, would just have to answer the annoying doorbell, a minor annoyance...
I know I shouldn't write my hot imagination on the internet as the readers might find out who I am talking about. I just hope that she will never find out. BUT NEVER DO IT IN REAL LIFE, THIS IS JUST MY fantasy Catherine was a senior girl in high school, probably about 18 or so. She stands 5'6" and weights about 128 lbs, she was quite chubby in others' perspective; but I found her kind of attractive in my eyes. Anyway, on the first day back to school from summer holidays, the whole school was...
First TimeIt is, as we all know, normal for a pupil to have a crush on a teacher but far less normal for a teacher to have a crush on a pupil. I think I fell in love with Catherine the first day I saw her. I was taken on as a teacher for two terms at an all girls’ Catholic school, one of those schools that prepare pupils for A levels to get them into University. It was the sort of school where the pupils have to cram lots of facts and reproduce them in the exam and hope for the best. Catherine had failed...
It is, as we all know, normal for a pupil to have a crush on a teacher but far less normal for a teacher to have a crush on a pupil. I think I fell in love with Catherine the first day I saw her. I was taken on as a teacher for two terms at an all girls’ Catholic school, one of those schools that prepare pupils for A levels to get them into University. It was the sort of school where the pupils have to cram lots of facts and reproduce them in the exam and hope for the best. Catherine had failed...
Lesbian"Bob, I have a favor to ask of you." Catherine and I had just finished a long and hot fucking session; now both of us were trying to recover our breath. "Anything for you. What is it?" I responded. We had been seeing each other for over a month now, and not only was the sex hot, but I could see this relationship lasting for a long while. "You remember that I have to be out of town for three days next week, right?" "Yes, three days that I'm not sure I can survive" I said with a smile. I said...
Straight SexI have been asked about my 1st timeCatherine and I on the 3rd time we made out with each other was a Sunday , her mum and dad had gone visiting for the dayI knocked on her door she opened it wearing her nightie I stepped in she threw her arms around my neck and pulled my face to hers Her tongue pushed into my mouth I responded back her breath smelt of toothpaste we stood there for five minutes just caressing and running our hands over each others bodies , I was wet immediatelyShe led me...
Catherine was known as the scholarly type, her sensual beauty usually concealed behind severely practical clothes and big, round spectacles. But the books she brought home from the research library where she worked betrayed her true nature. For her recreational reading, she sought out the erotic works of the ancient masters, fantasizing herself in the roles of their long-suffering heroines as she lay in her lingerie on her lonely bed.Having dozed off in the middle of a particularly torrid...
As had her sister before her, Victoria Preston turned her nose up at the down-market area while looking from her car to the tired looking bookshop across the road. Then she looked back at the couple of rough looking youths who seemed to be hanging around the entrance. Looking at her watch and unaware Sean Brady was looking down at her from an upstairs window, Vicky eventually decided she was now late enough to perhaps keep Sean on tenterhooks as to whether she would turn up or not. So after...
When Catherine arrived, I met her at the door and gave her a huge hug. Callie came bouncing down the stairs and joined us in a group hug. After we were finished, I carried Catherine’s bags up to her bedroom and helped her unpack. ‘So have you two been good?’ Catherine asked. ‘No, Mom, I’m afraid that we’ve been very bad’ was Callie’s response. ‘Excellent!’ said Catherine. ‘I was hoping you’d say that.’ ‘Mom, I wanted to say thanks for allowing me to fuck Bob this weekend. He’s been the...