Catherine s Punishment
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“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!” Claire fired back at her boyfriend in anger. Perhaps had Dan still been around Trevor would have thought twice before displaying a far darker side to his nature, which moments later left Claire reeling from a stinging and very painful slap across her face, sending the shocked and surprised young beauty staggering painfully back against the wall.
Having been schooled in the art of malicious gratuitous violence by the obnoxious Kevin Smith, although this spiteful and hurtful blow from the newly aggressive Trevor may well have met with the approval of his mentor, but the same couldn’t be said for a tearful Claire Taylor, now sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall soothing her face with her hand while glaring up toward a boyfriend, who’d never previously laid a hurtful finger upon her.
Little realising he’d just made a huge mistake in thinking his victim would have now learned her lesson, Trevor then went in for the kill by using the the Kevin Smith method of diplomacy. “I’ve had a hard enough day as it is without my bitch winding me up, you need to understand just who is in charge around here Claire, but if you’re going to be just like your mother and need a few slaps to make you understand then that’s what you’ll get ... now I’ll ask you again ... what the fuck have you been doing all fucking afternoon?”
Despite the warm aftermath glow of sexual fulfilment she’d been feeling since leaving the house of Mistress Annie and her her new playmate ‘puppy Kate’, Claire Taylor had none the less been seriously considering admitting her strange behaviour to Trevor, with whom she’d come so far and so felt she owed him at least a partial explanation for her visit to Annie Day and perhaps even a scaled down account of her amazing experience.
However, That nasty slap and now those words from Trevor were all that were needed to transform Claire thoughts about her boyfriend and to recall those parting words of Annie Day, who only minutes earlier had fortunately received a text from Dan Dixon informing her of the earlier presence of Trevor outside her house looking for Claire.
“You will Admit to nothing about today my pet, you will simply inform anyone who may ask that you asked Dan Dixon to arrange a meeting between us, during which you asked me to explain why I parted company with your Mother and that I’d explained I was no longer happy working with your Mother because she been embezzling clients funds”
And so primed and ready, despite her pain and anger Claire replied. “If you must know I went to see Mums old partner, Annie Day, to ask her why she dumped my Mother, you were so busy with Mum I asked Dan to arrange it ... so what’s the big deal about that?” The angry Claire eventually replied while rubbing her stinging face before glaring at Trevor and adding. “She told me Mum had tricked her into falsifying the accounts of the company’s they worked for she left and after discovering what she’d done...!”
Although aware her story was pretty much the same as Dan Dixon had earlier told him, with his newly found aggressive attitude, Trevor wasn’t about to either apologise to Claire or indeed to leave her with the last word and was moments later moving menacingly toward Claire...
It was another thirty minutes before the Kevin finally escorted Claire’s bedraggled looking Mother back into her home, wearing nothing more than the skirt and blouse she’d been dressed in when first entering the Kings Arms. “Jeez, where the hell have you been, Karen looks as though she’s been dragged through a hedge!” Exclaimed Trevor toward Kevin after getting more impatient by the minute while awaiting their return.
“Nothing to worry yourself about Trevor” replied Kevin, “ we just paid a visit to my local pub on the way home, I owed the landlord a favour and our bitch here repaid it for me and enjoyed it by all accounts ... didn’t you Karen?” Said Kevin, smiling broadly while pushing Karen into the Kitchen where, just as Kevin had earlier instructed her to do and nodding her head slightly, Karen Taylor mumbled she had indeed enjoyed the experience, which was at least partially true anyway, before wanting to move things on, Kevin then added.
“But right now I could murder a coffee So get to work Karen, anyway Trevor, how did you get on watching your girl and how did you get home”
Although unsure he liked the idea of Kevin treating Karen Taylor and her house as his domain, Trevor decided he’d let it go for now and nodded to Karen that she should follow Kevin’s instructions. So after taking Kevin back into the hall and out of earshot, Trevor went on to give Kevin a summery of what Claire had told him about her afternoon with Annie Day and of how Dan had given him a lift home after having already told Trevor of what was happening inside the house. “No funny stuff then Trevor, are you sure, about that,? I don’t know about a cosy chat, I’d have thought that old dyke bitch would have had Claire eating her cunt all day”
“Not according to Dan, but let’s just say we had had words earlier when Claire got a bit stroppy with me and I gave her a slap, which she was none to happy about and then got even more stroppy” replied Trevor, who in fact really couldn’t wait to show his young mentor the result of his confrontation with his young girlfriend.
“And” asked Kevin before pointing to the closed Lounge door, Trevor replied “I thought you’d like to see for yourself Kev.”
“Wow”! You really have been busy Trevor ... this I like ... you mind if I take a much closer look?” Exclaimed Kevin when opening and the lounge doors and glancing inside. Whether Trevor agreed or not was irrelevant to Kevin Smith as his greedy lustful eyes descended up the busty yet very angry gagged and naked figure of Claire Taylor, upon whom Trevor had used her own Mothers bondage equipment to secure her wrists and ankles with steel cuffs before linking those wrists and ankles with a short steel chain. “okay then, You go and see to the bitches mum while your girl and I have a little chat Trevor” said Kevin in a tone which booking no argument, sent Trevor straight toward the kitchen, besides he’d enjoy a little quality time with his girls mother.
Claire’s difficult situation was the result of her earlier argument with Trevor, leaving his now naked and vulnerable girlfriend unable to do anything other than helplessly roll around upon the thick carpet with an anger that then turned to uncertainty and no little fear as Claire realised it wasn’t Trevor, but the aggressive and malevolent looking Kevin Smith looking down lustfully upon her with his eyes taking in every inch of her naked and helpless body.
Certainly Claire felt she had every right to be angry with Trevor after treating her the way he had, and that slap to her face had been as painful as it was humiliatingly unexpected from Claire’s young boyfriend, who although having witnessed a new side to him in the manner he’d treated her mother Karen, Claire had never thought Trevor capable of being violent toward her ... until now.
Claire assumed Trevors violence toward her must surely be a result of the influence of the malicious young thug, now staring lustfully at her helpless naked body and as she watched the door closing without Trevor entering the room, so Claire’s initial fear turned to real concern, a concern which would have increased tenfold had Claire been aware that, in Trevors efforts to please his mentor, so pleased had he been in his subduing of his girlfriend, he’d thought it a good idea to allow Kevin to spend a little time on his own with Claire, getting to know her better.
“So, you’ve had a nice day with your Mums bitch dyke girlfriend then Claire?” Asked Kevin eventually in a friendly enough manner, but it was the touch of his fingers upon her naked Breast and nipple that made Claire instantly recoil away from his touch as best she could before his fist grabbed a handful of her luxurious long hair and after pulling her face close to his own, Keven snarled.
“You don’t like that? ... well you listen to me you fucking little bitch, Trevor may believe your lies but not me, we can do this the easy way with me removing the gag and then having a nice cosy chat or the hard way like this”! Then Without warning Kevin was cruelly squeezing and twisting one of Claire’s exposed nipples.
“So You’ve been fucking that bitch friends of your Mum ... haven’t you, ?”
Such was the excruciating pain in her nipple combined with the humiliation of being bound gagged and naked before the horrible menacing figure of Kevin Smith, that Claire would have at any other time nodded her head and even pleaded with Kevin to allow her to admit exactly what she’d been doing with Annie Day.
Although this wasn’t any other time, this was the day in which not only had she earlier enjoyed the most exciting sexual experience of her young life, for her pains Claire had afterward suffered an unexpected and previously undiscovered brutal side of a boyfriend, who now appeared more aligned to the brutal Kevin Smith than to herself.
So even another cruel twisting of her other nipple by Kevin Smith wasn’t about to break Claire’s resolve, that she’d obey ‘Mistress Annie’s” instruction to remain silent about her afternoon of sexual excess as Puppy Claire, worshipping the body of Mistress Annie alongside Puppy Kate.
Although to Kevin it mattered little what Claire may or may not have been doing all afternoon, not when it meant he’d been able to pay off his debt at his local pub by using her mother as a sexual bargaining chip with the fat landlord.
So if Trevor was stupid enough enough to strip and tie up his girlfriend and then leave her in his less than tender care that’s his problem, decided Kevin Smith, whose reaction upon seeing Claire Taylor’s naked and bound body had been instant and at the very least was deserving of the attentions of her mouth. “Although not before I’ve first had a little fun with the bitch” thought Kevin while Claire was shaking her head in denial again, leaving her to suffer the pain and humiliation of having Kevin’s fingers probing her Cunt and Anus at leisure while fruitlessly attempting to squirm away from him.
Meanwhile in the kitchen, after handing Trevor his coffee, all Karen Taylor could do was await what she thought would be the inevitable questioning from Trevor about just what she’d been up to when in the Pub with Kevin Smith and so Karen was surprised to hear Trevor then telling her. “Fuck knows why you took up with that bitch in your office Karen, shit you’re far too fucking beautiful to waste that body on some dyke bitch, Claire went to see her this afternoon and when I asked why all I got was a load of old rubbish about this Annie telling her it was all your fault. Personally I reckon it was the other way round but Claire appears to believe the bitch and so we fell out over it, So I had to give her a slap and left her tied up in the lounge for Kevin to have a chat with”
In fact right the all Karen wanted was to take a long hot soak in the bath to rid herself of the smell and semen the fat landlord of the pub had left on her body, none the less Karen was completely taken aback by Trevors statement and fully aware of the capabilities of the malicious Kevin Smith, she wondered just what he’d be doing to her daughter in the lounge. Then again given the way she herself had been treated by her daughter, Karen decided her daughter was now Trevors problem and not her own, only to again be surprised when Trevor added. “I guess you can also blame me for your own problems Karen, after all it was me who first found all those bdsm photos of you and then those accounts, the trouble is I’ve been hooked on you ever since, Claire can be great but she’s not you Karen, you are fucking unbelievable, there’s a lot I could do for you”
Suddenly Karen was seeing an opening and possibly an Ally in her struggle against her entrapment into sexual slavery and although half her own age Trevor was a good looking young man. “I really could do with a long hot bath Trevor it’s been one hell of a day and I’ll be quite happy to tell you all about it when I’m in the bath, although you must promise me you will say nothing to Kevin he really is very frightening”
Here was the opening Trevor had been looking for, he was certain Karen Taylor would now be putty in his hands, after all supposed to be her chief minder but that was before Kevin decided to stick his ugly nose in, Although after just handing his girlfriend on a plate to Kevin, Trevor was certain that the thuggish Kevin Smith would be too busy with Claire to notice the departure of her mother and himself to the bathroom upstairs, little realising Karen Taylor was an past expert in playing one off against the other.
Downstairs though, having had the gag pulled from her Mouth, Claire Taylor was alarmed to see Kevin unzipping his Jeans and removing his semi erect cock while telling Claire “Okay you Little bitch if you don’t tell me what you were doing with that old Dyke you can start eating my cock While I am pulling your nipples off”
Kevins Threat was both alarming and yet hugely annoying to Claire Taylor, who by now I just about had enough and being told to suck this animals dick really was the last straw! Shit, she’d bite the bloody thing off first, decided Claire and so Summoning every bit of her resolve she spat her answer back toward Kevin Smith. “I don’t care what you do, but if you bring that smelly looking little thing anywhere near me I’ll bite the fucking thing off! I’ve had enough of your fucking evil games”
As with most bullies, the sight and sound of a victim literally biting back put Kevin on the back foot and.he certainly wasn’t about to risk his manhood over this little bitch, besides He’d already overstepped the mark with the bitches mother by taking her and using her in the Kings head pub. Sure Karen Taylor had paid off his debts for him with her body, but if that got back to Sean Brady, or worse still Peter Harris, then he’d probably be dead meat and Kevin had no desire to find that psycho of a chauffeur giving him another good hiding. Besides Trevor looked to be a bit tasty and Kevin decided he didn’t want to end up on the wrong side of an argument with him.
So having first replaced her gag, Kevin almost spat out a tirade toward Claire. “Yeah well, fuck you and fuck the lot of you, you can all go do one, I’ve had enough of looking after you lot so go fuck yourselves” Snarled Kevin before walking out and slamming the door, leaving the cuffed gagged and helpless Claire On the floor, hearing the front door slamming after the departure of the furious Kevin Smith.
Although It was though to be another 30 minutes before Trevor entered the room to find his girlfriend still hogtied on The floor “Hey, I’ve Just had a chat with your mum, it appears the landlord of that pub spent the afternoon beating and fucking your Mum as payment for the Money Kevin owed him ... so where is he”? Asked Trevor when removing Claire’s gag, without Mentioning the very enjoyable head job Claire’s mother had just given him in the bath.
“well don’t just stand there, untie me you bastard” replied Claire angrily before adding. “Kevin was for having me giving him a blow job, but I told him I’d bite the smelly thing off if he put it anywhere near my mouth, but then he swore at me and actually fucked off when I thought I’d be getting another slap”
“Yeah ... good for you” replied Trevor while completing the job of releasing his girlfriend while adding. “Yeah well, I shouldn’t have left him with you and I guess I was wrong to hit you and tie you up” Mindful of her session with Annie Day and Catherine Dixon, of which Trevor remained unaware, Claire decided a little more openness between would be in order, after all it had been the actions of her Mother and perhaps herself that had led to Trevor hitting her, and so still without mentioning Annie Day, Claire then told Trevor.
“That’s ok Trev, in fact you hitting me and then tying me up actually turned me on ... like Mother like Daughter I guess, although don’t do it too hard or too often and certainty nowhere near the likes of Kevin Smith” Realising Claire had just given him an invitation to treat her a little more meanly led Trevor to admit her Mother had just given him a blow job in the bath and that he’d cum in her mouth.
Once again after first thinking of Annie Day, Claire replied truthfully. “That’s fine by me Trev, use my bitch Mum any way you want, we both should after what she’s done, although I’m thinking we are missing out with her, that Sean Brady and his gang will be making money out of Mum while we get nothing other than using her body”
“Sure Claire, but they hold all the cards in blackmailing your Mum” replied Trevor.
Having decided Trevor wasn’t yet ready to hear his girlfriend had earlier committed herself to her being a ‘Puppy’ of Annie Day alongside her relationship with Trevor, Claire carefully replied to her suddenly very attentive boyfriend. “We’ll Trev, the other thing Annie Day told me yesterday was that Mum is very valuable ... that if you know the right people in the right circles she could make a lot of money for you”
“Oh yeah and I’m guessing this Annie Day just happens to know these people”?
“I could ask her Trev, what harm could it do? Let’s face it we don’t know anything about this game and that’s why Sean Brady and his gang are ripping us off, we do all the work looking after Mum, but they make all the money out of her” Having paused to allow time for Trevor to realise the truth of her words, wanting her boyfriend to view Annie Day in a more favourable manner Claire then added.
“Look Trevor, Annie was really nice, you’d probably like her if you met her, but the fact is yes, she does know these people and I think she’d be willing to help us make money out of my mother, even if she gets a small cut of he earnings”
The slow smile appearing on Trevors face at the mention of money was enough for Claire to feel jubilant that she was now not only off the hook with Trevor but she’d also taken a huge stride in ensuring she now would spend a lot more time enjoying her role as ‘Puppy Claire’...
If a fully dressed Caroline Dixon was a real knockout, the naked Caroline Dixon, as she was when kneeling upon the desk of her owner Peter Harris, devoid of a single blonde hair upon her lower body, was as sensational as it gets.
Certainly the Man Caroline’s owners and Master had been speaking with at his desk, while casually stroking the cunt lips of his young blonde slave thought so, for he had been almost unable to tear his eyes from Caroline’s naked body, especially her large breasts with their huge nipples adorned with large gold rings, along with the matching gold ring upon her pubis and having seen an all to obvious erection growing between his legs, Caroline was aware his disappointment had been all to obvious when Peter had taken the stranger across to his film studios where they were shooting another bdsm movies.
Left alone In the luxurious office of Peter Harris and having received no instructions to do anything other than remain kneeling upon her owners desk, Caroline did at least take the opportunity to allow her aching arms a respite when lowering them from her Slave position and for her hands to then rest upon her thighs, although her eyes were focused upon the closed Manila folder Peter Harris had been glancing at while chatting with his guest.
What her owner had been looking at inside that folder had obviously been large glossy photos, but as she had been kneeling on the far side of the the desk, just who was featured in those images Caroline hadn’t a clue, although with Peter Harris now having left the office, Caroline Dixon had been presented with one of those should she or shouldn’t she moments, moments that erring on the side of caution Caroline had usually ignored when as often, she was left alone upon in Peters office with its paperwork and folders in open view upon his desk.
For being an intelligent young woman, Caroline was only too aware those folders could well be the bait left in a trap set by her owner, one that should she take the bait and glance inside those folders, could well lead to her spending a few days in the special ‘dungeon’ built into the house by Peter Harris.
There Caroline would spend her time time being punished and ‘re educated’ by the burly and fearsome Olga, whose idea of re education, aside from practicing her bdsm skills, usually involved having the miscreants tongue spending a lot of time inside her cunt and Anus, a prospect which Caroline Dixon saw as being every bit as repulsive as those same duties she so often performed upon her repulsive head teacher Sarah Bennet.
None the less, that folder certainly looked so enticing, so perhaps if she were to flip it open ... just a little bit? After all Peter wouldn’t be returning for a while yet, so perhaps just one little peep would do no harm at all. Only thats exactly what did happen, after one little peep at the eight by ten glossy photo followed by reading a couple of the printed sheets beneath had shocked Caroline Dixon to the core. “What the hell! I just don’t believe it “ exclaimed Caroline before realising she’d done so loud enough for anyone passing the office to hear, before adding under her breath. “Just wait you bitch, No way are you getting away with that”!
Although for Caroline such thoughts and embryo plans would have to wait a while a least, certainly until after her Master and owner no longer required her presence for the day and certainly after the visit of her Mother Catherine to Caroline’s apartment later in the day...
For Catherine Dixon an invitation to dinner and to view her new apartment from her daughter had come as something of a surprise, especially given the way Caroline so often used and sexually abused her these days, even to seeing her mother as some kind of lesser being,
Carolines regular bouts of hostility toward her Mother were mistakenly assumed by Catherine to be her daughter’s revenge toward her Mother. That her mother’s initial behaviour with Sean Brady had eventually led Caroline to also becoming trapped in the spiders web created by Peter Harris, after both Mother and Daughter had been kidnapped and literally delivered onto his clutches by Sean Brady in the inside of a furniture van.
None the less, Catherine was only too aware her daughter was now very much the number one plaything of Peter Harris, who’d not only secured Caroline a position at her Mothers old school, but also installed her in luxury apartment while also presenting her a top of the range car. And so unless Catherine fancied the idea of spending a week in the Manor House punishment block, she’d simply have to follow Caroline’s instructions that her Mother arrive with an overnight bag and wearing only a tiny back dress and the skimpiest of black lingerie.
Although while preparing herself in the usual manner that afternoon when first luxuriating in a hot bath, Catherine’s thoughts yet again returned to the incredible afternoon she’d spent visiting Annie Day, when even though fully expecting the tall grey haired dominant lesbian to at some stage be playing with her and using her body, perhaps even hogtied in the way she’d so enjoyed Annie doing when visiting her own home, Catherine would never have guessed just what really lay in store for her. Slipping two fingers between her cunt lips, Catherine’s thoughts once again returned to that incredible moment, when lying helplessly naked and spread eagled to the four poster bed in Annie’s ‘special room’, the beautiful young woman Annie later called ‘Puppy Claire’ had joined her on the bed, there to begin an afternoon of sexual excess and yes pleasure, Catherine would remember for a long long time.
‘Puppies Kate and Claire’, they’d been named by Annie, who’d had Catherine and young Claire on hands and knees, collared to each other and licking one another’s bodies, cleaning one another and even peeing in the garden beside each other. Then as a final demonstration of her dominance over them, Annie had both her puppies on hands and knees beside one another while alternately fucking her ‘puppies’ with a large cream emitting strap on penis.
Humiliating yes, but wonderfully so, of that Catherine had been in no doubt, nor it appeared was young Claire, whose busy and probing tongue had been constantly searching out areas of her cunt and Anus in a manner Catherine had never before experienced...
Not even Dan had spoiled her day when returning home, when rather than facing any inquisition, Catherine had been allowed to take her bath in private. Later, despite her having to kneel naked beside her son watching TV with Dan fondling her Breasts and nipples, Catherine had been left pretty much in peace. At least until rather than being told, getting on her knees between his legs Catherine began working on the erection her son had withdrawn from his jeans, wondering if what she were doing in sucking Dan’s cock and drinking his cum was really any worse than the myriad of other illicit activities she’d been involved with over the past couple of years.
Only thoughts of Dan fucking her once again was of any real concern to Catherine, although more out of a sense of guilt that her son had not only given her an orgasm while triumphantly fucking his Mother, but that she’d actually enjoyed the experience and was even now constantly having visions of Dan looming over her with his large cock inside her once again.
The inescapable fact was Dan now being the master of the house in every sense and his strict demand his Mother wore nothing more than tie side panties around the house meant her body was always available to her son, who often took the opportunity of weighing and caressing her breasts and nipples and checking with his fingers for wetness between her legs.
Gestures Catherine had not only learned to accept as the albeit weird norm, but also even enjoy and to often wonder if this were the moment her son would take her again. Only to be consumed by ridiculous feelings of disappointment and frustration when that didn’t happen.
And so the sudden unexpected arrival of the tall grey haired mature dominant Annie Into her home life was a like a breath of fresh air for Catherine, even more so with the addition of young Claire and of the ‘games’ they’d played together as the Puppies of ‘Dog owning Mistress Annie’ Whatever future intentions of Annie had planned for her, that breath of fresh air at home had come as a welcome relief to what was becoming almost the drudgery of Catherine’s participation in the ‘Home Invasion’ and Incest themed BDSM movies she so often participated in at the Manor House studios of Peter Harris, for the regular beatings and forced sex had now become more a chore than the exciting encounters she’d first experienced after she and Caroline had first been abducted and taken to the Manor House of Peter Harris to be trained in such activities.
The same also had to be said when servicing ‘clients’ of Peter Harris in the bdsm oriented Bedroom Suite he used for that very purpose, even if Catherine was fairly well rewarded for her services, which she was well aware were always filmed by the array of secret cameras dotted around the room. And so yes, whatever her motivation, the presence of Annie Day ... Mistress Annie! had become a very welcome addition to her life.
As for her visiting her daughter Caroline, Catherine’s son Dan had seemed unperturbed about not being invited to join his mother, after being told by Catherine she’d probably be staying overnight with Dans sister Caroline, although in truth Dan was only to aware of his sisters distaste for him.
“I’m off out anyway mum, so you go enjoy yourself” Dan told Catherine without adding he’d again be visiting the strangely alluring Annie Day, who’d Certainly taken a shine to him, for although she was first and foremost a very dominant lesbian, Annie Day Knew all the tricks and Could use her body like a maestro playing the violin, Even if Dan was unaware Annie Day was in fact simply using him as a means of access to both his mother Catherine, his auntie Vicky and beyond...
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“Wow ... you look absolutely gorgeous Mum!” ‘Surely this should be the other way round’, thought Catherine while being held in her daughters arms as if she were the daughter, when for the first time surveying Caroline’s expensively furnished apartment, although Catherine suspected not many daughters would have been cupping and squeezing their Mothers breasts as Caroline was at that moment doing with her own.
For where Catherine had followed Caroline’s instructions that she wear her special little black spaghetti strap dress, along with flimsy little black bra, suspenders and stockings and a tiny thong, Caroline’s mode of dress was a far more conservative grey trouser suit, hardly the stuff of an exotic dinner party Catherine had been expecting to attend at the behest of her daughter, who then added.
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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...
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...
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...
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...