Mathew Mats Rogers SeriesChapter 7 Going Home for Christmas
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Now I've done it! Oh damn! I had to remember my place! Bitch obviously had a more literal meaning in this depraved society! What if she told the police to trigger my ID number for daring to step out of line? She'd undoubtedly have the authority to order that! Feeling ashamed of myself for swallowing my pride, I knelt naked on the floor before her and stared down at her feet. "I, I'm so sorry! That just slipped out! Um, my, my owner likes me to talk back to her sometimes, when nobody is around to hear! She always says she likes me to show a little spunk now and then! When you grabbed my wrist, you reminded me so much of her that I forgot myself for just a tiny second!"
She took a deep breath. "There's no accounting for personal taste." She pulled me roughly to my feet. "I understand you're feeling abandoned by your former owner, but I'll let you use that excuse only once! Don't you ever let me hear you talk to me or any other citizen like that again, is that understood? You don't know how close you just came to being sent to a retraining center!"
I had no idea what such a center would be like, but I could imagine!! "Please forgive me, Adjudicator! I'll be very good! I promise!"
"That's better." She gave my arm another tug. "Hurry now child, time is wasting!"
We went up a short flight of stairs and made a beeline for an unmarked door. She opened it, and shoved me in before her. The dimly lit room held a row of seats, placed before a window running the length of the wall. Good God, it was an observation theater looking down into the operating room where they took Wilma! The adjudicator closed and locked the door. "I'm glad it's empty." She stepped up and looked down through the window. "Good, they haven't started yet! A live viewing is so much better then watching the video later!" She flicked a switch, and the wall mounted speakers came to life.
"No, I don't want this!" Wilma wailed as they draped sterile green cloth around the site of her wilted flaccid penis. "Oh Goddess no! I have a little money still! I'll give it all to you! Please stop!"
I squealed when a hand slipped between my thighs. "I thought so. You like this too. You probably enjoy seeing a citizen debased more then I do!" She roughly slipped a finger up into my steaming pussy. "You like seeing a citizen brought down to your level, don't you?"
I moaned again. I certainly didn't want to have sex with an old lady, even if she had a cock, but Wilma's plight had me almost dripping with arousal! "Yes!" I whimpered. "I, I want to see a citizen made into a Mono! No, not just any citizen! I want to see it done to her! She raped me, after letting me think she would help me!"
The adjudicator sighed as she stroked my sex. "Even if she weren't a lowly thief, that's another count against her! Aiding a Mono to pass as a citizen is also punishable by penectomy!"
A nurse picked up a glittering scalpel and handed it to the tiny doctor that seemed to be in charge. "Thank you, Nancy. I appreciate you knowing just what I need, when I need it!" The finger wiggled within me as the wicked blade drew closer to Wilma's body.
"Oh no, oh no, no, no!" my doppelganger whimpered. "I have money! Stop! For Goddess's sake, please don't do it!" The blade entered her flesh with no resistance. She gasped when the nurse used a sponge to clear away the brightly gleaming blood that welled from her body as the scalpel slowly moved. "Stop, don't cut into me! I'm a citizen! I'll pay you! I'll pay you for the rest of my life if you stop and suture me back up right now! It's only a bad cut! It'll heal if you stop now!"
"Your accounts were frozen the moment the Adjudicator issued her decision!" the surgeon snapped as she worked. "Even if you still had any money, I am not greedy enough to risk going under the knife myself for helping you! Kindly keep your comments to yourself! Your phallus is so damn small I need to concentrate, or do you want me to still be working when the spinal block wears off?"
The finger within me kept going. I couldn't help a little moan. My hand was grabbed, and placed firmly on something warm and hard. Shit, the adjudicator had pulled down her leggings! My fingers automatically wrapped around her hard thick member!
"Don't take it!" Wilma cried as the procedure continued. "I want to fuck some more! I only did it once! Please no, I need to stay being a citizen!"
I glanced back. The adjudicator's cock was nearly eighteen inches long! Leggings around her knees, and the awful Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned, I could see how flat and trim her tummy was. For an old coot, she looked great! I sort of liked the baby fine wispy snow white pubic hair around the monstrous cock's base. Straining to look, I could see that her pussy looked just as lovely as that of a much younger woman! I gulped. "My, my owner has a tiny dick." I muttered as I turned back to watch that dick's removal. "I've never been with a real citizen before." I wantonly spread my legs for someone old enough to be my grandmother. Bracing a hand on the railing obviously placed there for that reason, I leaned forward. "Please don't hurt me, Adjudicator. I'll try very hard to be good for you, but you're so very big!"
"I never mistreat my toys, little one." She whispered as her cock pulled from my hand. I gripped the railing harder, and offered up myself to her as she stepped behind me. "Good little Mono." She stroked my backside, being very careful to avoid my still painful branding.
Wilma sobbed. "No, please no more! It's not too late! You can close now! You can close and I'll heal and still be a citizen! Don't do any more! I'm sorry! I swear I'll never break any laws again! Tell them I'll work for Intel for free for ten years, if they decide not to press their case against me!"
The doctor sighed. "It's too late for that now. They're probably home with their family and friends. Besides, the Adjudicator has made her decision. There is no ignoring that! Now kindly shut your trap! I'm doing delicate work down here!"
I felt the huge head of the adjudicator's cock press against my labia. "Look at how she begs!" she breathed. "I love how the criminals always regret their actions when it's far too late!"
I moaned as that huge member pushed into me. It was so much thicker then Big Bertha. I was actually a little frightened that she would damage me! "Wilma was very bad!" I gasped, as the old hermaphrodite forced more of herself into me. "She doesn't deserve to be a citizen like you!"
The head of that massive cock bottomed out within me, just as Wilma's cries took on a more urgent note. "Stop it!" she screamed as the surgeon worked intently. "You're going too far! Please, I beg of you! Don't do something that can't be undone!"
"Suction!" the doctor ordered. The nurse applied a tube, and red fluid was quickly drawn away from the work site. "Nancy, be ready with a tray. I'm almost finished here."
The adjudicator began to slowly pump in and out of me as the surgeon's shoulders hunched. Tears were streaming down Wilma's cheeks as nurse Nancy held up a gleaming stainless steel tray. "Don't do it! Please Goddess, let me wake up now! I want to be in bed with my Mono! Please don't let this be happening! No, no, don't take it off of me! Put it back! Oh Goddess, please put it back! I want to keep it! I want to be able to make babies in my Mono's belly!"
The adjudicator grunted against my neck as red and insignificant looking, Wilma's penis was carefully settled into the tray. It looked so tiny and sad separated from its blood supply, even with the internal portion usually hid up inside her body now plainly visible on the tray.
Nancy draped a cloth over the removed organ, and handed the tray to another nurse. "Send that right down to be incinerated. The transplant team already rejected it for size compatibility issues."
The nurse nodded and bore the tray away. "I should hope so! My younger sibling is bigger then that and she's not even out of grade school yet!"
"Come back!" Wilma wailed pitifully as the nurse carrying the tray left the operating room. "It, it can be reattached! Please bring it back to me! Please don't let them burn it! I want it put back on me! I can't be a Mono! I want my penis back!"
"Less noise, please!" The surgeon ordered as she worked tying off blood vessels.
Nancy peered over the doctor's shoulder with obvious interest. "That's the cleanest removal I've seen yet! There won't be any unsightly lump under the skin from a vestigial stump."
The doctor nodded as she worked. "I never worked on one so damn small before. That made all the difference. I've just about finished repositioning the urethra to the normal Mono vaginal position. Goddess I love using surgical glue! It makes the fiddly fine work so damn easy! There, that's got it! Nancy, how are we for time?"
"Great! Shall I close for you? You can start on the testicles now if I do."
The doctor thought for a moment. "Go ahead Nancy dear, your suture work is even finer then mine. Nobody will ever know that this isn't a natural born Mono with your delicate touch."
Poor Wilma no longer could call herself a citizen! I felt a smug feeling of satisfaction as the cock working within me pushed me closer to release. That little bitch would never be able to fuck me again! From now on we were just alike! We were chattel together!
Nancy took over closing the wound site. Doctor Chin motioned to another nurse. "Snap to it, Cathy. We don't have time to waste! Scalpel!"
"Sorry doctor!" The glittering tool was slapped into the blood streaked latex glove. The adjudicator put her hands on my hips and began thrusting harder. "This is my favorite part!" she whispered, as the doctor made a small incision just under Wilma's belly button.
"No more! Why are you still cutting me?" Wilma cried. Her eyes opened wide when the doctor spread the narrow wound, and slipped in the tube of the trocar. "Don't take my testicles too!" she cried! "I, I'll become docile without them! Please stop! I won't be me any more! I'll only be some meek little slave girl! Please Goddess in Heaven; don't let this happen to me!"
I couldn't help myself. I was actually thrusting back at the huge organ invading me! Poor Wilma's plight was the most dirtily erotic thing I had ever witnessed!
The doctor muttered to herself as she slipped the laparoscope through the trocar. "Doctors, stand ready! Make your incisions!"
I was panting as the two other masked and gowned citizens went to work. Wilma had settled into a steady sobbing as her alteration continued. I kept bumping my head on the thick Plexiglas as the adjudicator panted and thrust behind me. The incision up and to the right of Wilma's belly button was spread. Doctor Chin manipulated the tools through the laparoscope. Nobody in the operating room made a sound as she worked.
"That's the first one! Millie, grab it and pull it through!"
Using a long nosed forceps, the doctor made a grab through the incision she had made. "I have it!" Very slowly, she withdrew a wetly glistening white ovoid from Wilma's body. That was a testicle? It wasn't very impressive looking. The plump three by one and a half inch gonad was almost the exact same size as Wilma's cock when flaccid, but looked more then anything like a big steamed clam removed from its shell!
"Good, I'm tying off the Ductus Deferens now." Doctor Chin withdrew the scope, and then reinserted it to work on the other side. "Bethany, get ready for the other oyster!"
The second orb appeared, and Wilma let out a heartbreaking sob. "I'm a nothing! I'm not a citizen any more!"
Nimble fingers working, doctor Chin nodded. "That was nicely done, doctors! Close your incision sites while I tie off the blood vessels."
Nancy was just about finishing her closing work. "Doctor Chin, we talked about it. Are you really going to do it?"
The doctor slowly withdrew the scope and trocar. "Nancy, be a dear and close here too. I didn't forget. Christinemas is the perfect time of the year for this!"
The doctor took the tray containing Wilma's testicles. Placing it on a wheeled cart, she went to work. The adjudicator gasped. "She isn't!" With a final swift plunge, she rammed into me!
When the doctor picked up a testicle and gingerly inserted the very fine needle of a twenty CC syringe into the swollen bulge along one side, I understood! That was the Epididymus! This bloated portion of the testicle was what stored the sperm until ejaculation! The adjudicator's cock throbbed as she began pumping semen into me. I exploded! Gripping the handrail as hard as I could with both hands, I screamed as my body shook. I was cumming harder then I ever had before, as Doctor Chin slowly withdrew Wilma's sperm directly from the discarded testicle!
My forehead was pressed against the window as my breath fogged it. Again and again the cock inside of me jerked and throbbed as I watched the doctor slip the needle into the other testicle. I could feel wetness running down both thighs as the old citizen unleashed a truly huge load into my quivering body!
"What are you doing?" Wilma cried as the doctor then proceeded to crush both wetly shining white orbs like grapes against the steel tray. Tossing the ruined gonads into the waste receptacle with the bloodied sponges, she added a few CC's of saline to the slime they left behind. Dipping the tip of the needle into this liquid, she pulled upon the plunger and siphoned it all up.
The doctor held the syringe up and peered at it. "Not the biggest load I've ever seen, but it packs far more then enough sperm to do the job!"
Wilma gasped. "No, keep it away from me! I know what that is! I'm ovulating today! Don't get that nasty mess anywhere near my pussy! I'm already ruined! You stole my citizenship from me! Don't make it worse! Don't you fuckin' dare make me breed myself!" Wilma screamed as the doctor turned towards her. "I'm a virgin! Get that thing away from me!"
"Christinemas is the time for virgin birth!" Doctor Chin announced as she gently stroked a gloved finger on Wilma's betadine stained skin. "I wouldn't dream of disturbing your unbroken hymen. Nancy, I'd like a little assistance here if you would."
"Certainly doctor, I'm just finishing up here!" Once the scope site was closed, the nurse spread Wilma's legs wider and inserted a very narrow stainless steel speculum. It was only about as thick as a tampon applicator. Wilma's virginity was in no danger from it. "Doctor, I'd say she's right. Look at how viscous her mucus is. If it hasn't happened already, ovulation should be occurring at any time!"
Very gently, Doctor Chin slowly slipped the business end of the syringe into the speculum. I couldn't see from my vantage point, but the needle was plenty long enough to slip right through the mucus plug, and actually pass the gateway of her cervix to enter the womb itself! Depressing the plunger of the twenty CC syringe, the doctor injected every drop of fluid right into that fertile field! Wilma wouldn't even have a creamy-pie! The very last sperm she would ever produce were now trapped inside her uterus. In no time they would seek out her fallopian tubes and pounce on the descending egg!
"Why did you do it?" Wilma wailed. "Isn't my humiliation enough already? You shot my own sperm in me! I'm not a citizen any more, but you made me knock myself up anyway!" She was starting to sound a little hysterical. "Oh Goddess, Mono's aren't permitted to have abortions! Goddess help me, I'm going to have my own baby! If she's a citizen, my daughter will be able to own me when she turns eighteen!"
I rammed backward, as my body went into another glorious series of spasms! Breasts now resting on the railing, my body quivered as the Adjudicator's cock managed a few more jerks inside me!
I didn't have time to recover as once again my arm was gripped. "Hurry up you Mono slut! Rose won't stay paid off indefinitely!" I stood and swayed as she tugged up her leggings and tried to arrange her cock comfortably against her thigh.
"I'm dripping!" I whimpered as she dragged me back down the hall to where we were to meet up with Rose again. My strong aversion to messes kicked in as the warm gooey liquid oozed out of me. I was actually dripping as I walked! I stopped, straining against her as I frantically looked around. "Wait, I have to find something to clean it up! I'm ruining the finish on the floor!"
"Hush child, they have a cleaning staff!" I underestimated her strength as she tugged harder, dragging me along. "Don't worry about it. You won't be in trouble for this."
Once again back at the door of the examination room, I turned to smile weakly at the adjudicator. "Um, can, can I say something? Please don't take this the wrong way or anything! I just want to say one tiny thing!"
She glared down at me, but then her eyes softened. "Sure, why not? Just this once Mono, I'll let you speak your mind."
I took a deep breath. "Thank you for letting me watch that with you!" I felt my face grow warm. "Uh, I don't know where I'll end up from here, but if you ever happen to see me, uh, could, could you stop and visit me again?" I knew I was blushing, but I forced myself to continue. "I like you a lot! I hope your sperm beat my owners, and it's your baby that grows inside of me!"
She just looked at me, and then smiled. "I'd like that very much, little one!" she bent and kissed my cheek. "I think I will visit you again. I'd like to see your belly when it's growing bigger! Merry Christinemas, little Mono!" She ran a hand through my hair. "If your new owner has a computer, I'll arrange for a recoding of your former owner's procedure to be emailed to you. Now remember this carefully!" She leaned close and whispered her email address in my ear.
"I'll remember, Honored Adjudicator! I swear I will! As soon as I'm allowed to, I'll let you know where I am!"
She smiled. "You are full of spunk, aren't you?"
I couldn't help giggling. "You should know, your cock pumped it all into me, Honored Adjudicator!"
She reached out and painfully flicked her index finger against my nose. "Watch the smart mouth, Mono! I'm only cutting you a little slack for the holidays!" I knew I wasn't really in trouble. The old girl was giggling right along with me!
Rose returned. She made quite a show of not noticing the fluid gleaming on my thighs as she wished the adjudicator a Merry Christinemas. When we were alone in the hallway, she sighed. "Let's go. I have to figure out where I'm going to place you."
I followed along behind her. The sway of her pert ass was rather hypnotic, but fear once again was filling my heart. We entered an elevator and rode up to the tenth and top floor. Where would I be placed? I had to get used to thinking of myself as a commodity. Would a private citizen buy a slightly used and most likely pregnant Mono? Great Scott! Would I end up working in some industrial environment, giving ease to busy citizens after a hard day's work? I shivered just thinking about it.
She used a pass card to unlock a door, and led me into what obviously was her office. Rose Tyler was doing quite well for herself. I bet top floor corner office meant prestige and power in any universe!
I took a deep breath. "Rose, um, I mean D-Director, how is Doctor Brown doing?"
She shook her head. "You have to forget about that. She no longer is entitled to any degree she may have earned in her old life. She doesn't even have a surname any more. Mono-Wilma is resting comfortably now. She had a mild emotional breakdown after the procedure, but that is quite normal and to be expected. She's sedated and quite calm now. If you're a very good girl, I'll take you to see her in a little while."
Oh no! I tried to act calm myself as Rose began to unbutton her blouse. She wasn't doing it in a seductive manner. She was just straight forward getting ready to relieve a little stress! I knew instantly how I was expected to be a 'Good Girl"! She was going to relieve her stress in me!
She continued to disrobe, carefully hanging her clothing to avoid wrinkles. A brunette in a red dress and Santa hat popped in. "Director, is it okay if I leave now?" she asked, giving no heed to catching her boss undressing.
Rose stepped out of her panties and placed them carefully on a bookcase. "Certainly Mary, I hope you have a very Merry Christinemas!"
"Oh I will, Director! My mate and I just splurged and used both our holiday bonuses and with the company discount we managed to swing buying ourselves a tasty little Japanese Mono for Christinemas. It means no vacation trip this year, but it's more then worth it! The little minx doesn't speak a word of English yet, but you should see how lovely she looks in the Kimono we bought for her! We're going to break her in tonight after a bottle of champagne, and hopefully start our family."
"Good for you! May your household be blessed with only Citizens!"
"Thank you so much, Director!" She glanced at me for a second and gave her boss a wink. "You and your redheads!" she giggled. "I bet you're going to have a Merry Christinemas too!"
I couldn't help a soft whimper. Just yesterday I was a virgin, with all my experience centered on a lifeless plastic toy. Now I was about to be fucked by my third cock in one day! "I'm all messy!" I whispered as Rose turned toward me, and I saw her nearly fifteen inch long cock!
"Messy?" she leaned over her desk and hit a few keys on the computer. "No, you should be fine. It says right here that you voided quite a lot during branding."
It took me a moment to understand what she meant. The point was driven home when Rose pulled open a desk drawer and picked up a small bottle of something called Astroglide. I felt ice in my veins. She didn't want sloppy seconds, or even thirds! She was aiming for my OTHER virginity!
"I don't wanna do that!" I couldn't help shouting. "That's disgusting! I don't want a penis up in my hiney, certainly not one as big and thick as yours!"
Rose just looked at me. She didn't scold like the adjudicator. She pulled open another drawer, and removed something I recognized in an instant! It was the portable control unit that could trigger off the implant deep inside my gluteus maximus! Rose calmly started entering numbers on its keypad. My legs went weak. I dropped to my knees instantly. "I'm sorry! Please don't push the button! I'll be good! I promise I'll be very good!"
Her blue eyes sparkled. "Tell me what you want, or I trigger this!!"
"I, I want you to fuck my ass!" Shame burned through me as I begged for something I didn't want. It was easier to take then the burning I would feel if the implant was activated though! "Please Director! Please fuck my virgin ass! I need you to shove your pretty cock inside my butt!"
She cleared the numbers from its display, and slipped it back into the drawer. "That's better. For a moment I thought you weren't the good girl you appeared to be!"
Rose stepped into her executive washroom and returned with a couple of large towels. She handed them to me. "Get yourself ready. I've been edgy ever since the alarm went off on your former citizen owner!" she laughed. "I really can't blame the adjudicator for wanting to fuck you. I always get randy when we have a penectomy! The poor little bitches are just so pathetic when they beg and plead!"
There was an elegant looking old fashion style "Fainting Couch" in one corner of the office. I carefully draped the towels over the cushions. Then I nervously climbed on. I hunkered low, and buried my face against the closed end, while offering up my rear end on the open side. "I, I'm ready for you director! Please fuck my ass!"
She slowly walked towards me, oiling her hardness with the lubricant. "I knew you'd want that. I can always tell when a Mono craves a little back door action!"
I shivered when her hand slippery hand stroked over my rump. Mercifully, she avoided the site of my ID number! Still, I whimpered when she roughly pushed the little squirt nozzle of the bottle directly into my anus, and I felt the chilly liquid being forced into me. I guess I should be grateful. If she tried to enter me "dry" her thickness would more then likely cause damage!
She stood in back of me, and placed both hands on my ass. She pushed a little. "Perfect! You're just the right height!" She roughly spread my cheeks, and I felt the head of her cock rudely press against my anus. "Loosen up! How do you expect me to fuck your bubble butt if you keep clenching your damn asshole against me?"
"I, I'm trying!" I gasped. I really was! What if she decided a jolt of pain was what I needed to loosen me up? I let out a long breath, "Push now!" I muttered into the cushion. "It'll go in! I'm sure it will!"
"Good girl!" she moaned as I felt myself spreading under her forceful efforts. It was going in me! I whimpered. It was going in, but I didn't want it to!
"Oh yeah, you're so tight!" she breathed as more of her cock entered me. "That's right! I'm in now. Squeeze me all you want!"
All the stories I read had lied! Every time a character gets it in the ass, she secretly ended up liking it! I didn't! It was really uncomfortable, and it made me feel like I had to go potty something fierce! Still, she pushed more into me! Tears of shame filled my eyes as she pulled out, just to shove it back in even harder! Back in my home universe no means no. Here, no means nothing! I was that nothing! I was nothing but a masturbation toy for a busy executive! What right does a toy have to refuse its owners right to play with it? Nearly sick over my humiliation, I fell deeper into my new role in life. "It's in so deep!" I muttered into the cushions. I was scared to death she would try to push past that first bend and rip me, but still I tried to make it more enjoyable for her. "My ass is so full! Fuck me!"
"This is good! I haven't had any relaxation in over a week! Emmy dear, you are a blessing!"
Why the hell did her words send a tiny little shiver up and down my spine? Sure she's an adorable woman, uh, citizen, but that didn't mean anything! I didn't want her domineering over me, did I?
She kept up an easy pace, pistoning her cock in and out of my rectum. I panted and moaned, shame growing when I realized what I was doing. Slowly, hardly even letting myself know, I had slipped a hand between my thighs! I didn't like being taken anally, but for some reason I just couldn't stop touching my pussy! I was being debased, and it wasn't even all that comfortable, but my body was almost vibrating with my arousal!
I felt the slimy remnant of the adjudicator's creamy-pie as my fingers danced and played. My insides were churning, and I felt so dirty and used, but I cried out as my first orgasm struck!
"What a wicked little Mono!" Rose laughed as she thrust just a little harder. "You decided on your own that you should cum before me?" Thank God it wasn't on my laser embossed brand, but I still let out a scream as she landed a stinging hard blow on my naked flesh.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! It was an accident!" I cried, snatching my hand from my quivering sex. "I meant no disrespect! You're so big and hard that I couldn't help myself!"
She seemed to like that answer. I only received one more painful slap as she continued to bore down into me. She held out for quite a long time as I whimpered and grunted during my first anal invasion. Her breathing was beginning to sound more labored. "Tell me what you want!" she gasped. "Dirty little Mono, you better tell me right now!"
Oh God, she was getting close! "I want cum!" I wailed, hand once again between my thighs. "Please, fill my insides with your seed! I, I know I don't deserve it, but please give it to me!"
"You filthy little breeder!" she cried, as she rammed in deeper then ever. I let out a gasp as she seemed to flex inside me. I could feel it! Warm liquid was gushing deep into my innards as her cock pulsed and jerked!
I cried out with her. I hardly needed to touch myself this time. Knowing that the huge unwanted invader was spewing its hot load into my intestines was enough to push me over the edge! I was ashamed, but some deep part of my soul also felt fulfilled as we climaxed together!
When my spasms eased, the director slowly eased from my body. "Mind the carpeting!" she snapped, as the organ popped free with an audible squelch.
I clapped a hand to my ass and slipped my index finger into my anus to prevent any leaking. I sort of waddled to the washroom and hurried to sit on the toilet. I felt my face almost glow as she stood and watched me. Her load had been immense! It almost sounded like I was taking a pee as her hot seed simply poured out of me.
"You liked that, didn't you?" she said with a satisfied smile on her face.
"Yes director." I whispered, unable to hold back the words. "I, I like doing filthy things."
"Oh, you do?" She stepped closer. "Then you should enjoy cleaning me up!"
I looked around to see if there was a washcloth, before the true meaning of her words sank in. I whimpered. She was messy in a way I could hardly think about, but I knew how she wanted me to take care of it. "Yes director." I leaned forward, and began to lick her greasy nasty member. It took all my willpower to try and keep my mind off of where it had just been, as I slowly ran my tongue up and down its still hard length.
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By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 Chapter 1 As my eyes opened on Christmas morning, I felt as if a weight had been lifted. As usual, Dakota was all snuggled into me and Jill had her back to my back. I woke both my sleeping beauties with little kisses. I started first with Jill. She wore herself out the past couple of days getting Diane ready for the wedding. I gently kissed her neck, her shoulders, and her chest. My fingers gently glided over her beautiful body. It took a few minutes but...
My first Christmas in Slavery My first Christmas in Slavery A short story for the festive season It was my first Christmas as a slave girl. I was looking forward to the special day because I was hoping my master might have something special planned to celebrate my first Christmas of slavery to him. Only last Christmas I was a young innocent 15 year old girl, enjoying normal life as a teenager. Now I had recently passed my 16th birthday and I was a permanent slave girl to a dominant...
Here we are at the precipice of, yet, another happy holiday season and, after so many of us have looked forward to and experienced the excitement of Christmas as children, we had the fun and the joy of buying toys for our children, and, later, were allowed to spoil our grandchildren with generous gifts. Now that we are older and mired neck deep in a poor economy that threatens to ruin the holiday for too many of us, a holiday season that used to be fun, has suddenly become a tiresome chore, a...
A Christmas Tale (the fourth) Kyorii Chapter 1 Goodbye to a Childhood Friend. It was late October, the trees in the graveyard were giving up their final leaves to the brisk autumn breeze as Linda Anders stood well back from the main group of mourners at the graveside, she watched the vicar read from a large screen tablet in his hand as the coffin was lowered into the ground by the funeral director's staff. Linda sniffed and dabbed at her eyes as the coffin vanished from...
A Slave for Christmas A Slave for ChristmasSynopsis?I could scarcely believe the other girls in the office hated me that much, but there I was on a stage, naked, manacled and gagged waiting to be auctioned as a house slave for the Christmas to New Year period. And I?d had no say in the matter.? A Slave for Christmasby obohobo WarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC. Spanking If you are underage or offended by...
© 2011 All rights reserved Author’s note: Here’s my story for the Winter Holidays contest. I hope you enjoy it, and votes and feedback are welcome and appreciated. Thanks to LettersfromTatyana, MugsyB and Annanova and my husband for encouragement and beta reading. ================================== Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. ‘I can not believe this.’ ‘What?’ His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. ‘This!’ He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to...
‘Well, if you really need someone, I suppose I could do that—if you really need me.’ Clara tried to make her reluctance quite clear, but Elizabeth was having none of that. She just cheerily plowed along, working on getting Clara on the road to fill in for no-shows among the volunteers at the soup kitchen where Elizabeth was working that evening. Nothing had put her off—not Clara’s remark that it was already dark, not her observation that it had begun to snow—not even her noting that it was...
According to Webster’s New World Dictionary: Aureole is the radiance encircling the head or body of something as in halo or the illuminated area around the sun as seen in a mist or during an eclipse. Areola is a small ring around something as the dark ring around a nipple. Christmas Story One The Christmas Angel I was your typical good looking college graduate working my way up the corporate ladder. I was twenty-eight years old and single because I worked all of the time. It...
With some deep apologies to Charles Dickens. A being whose talent I am no where near. But as promised, a Fiction Mania Christmas Carol. The Time: A Christmas time a few years ago. Region: Salem. A large City in the North East United States. Place: Ye Old Irish Inn. A corner bar and grill. Mike was grumping about how to pay for Christmas. Jake was moaning how he had to work Christmas Day. Sue, Jane, and Nicole were upset on the boss's attitude. He almost canceled the pay bonus and...
Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. "I can not believe this." "What?" His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. "This!" He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to indicate the shelves. "It's October fifteenth and they're putting up Christmas decorations!" He scowled at the Santas, elves, miniature trees and other Yuletide paraphernalia that sat mere feet from more appropriate seasonal wares. Pumpkins, witches, and skeletons grinned at him from their...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Mary wraps herself up in lights as a Christmas present for Paul = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * Mary read the text on her smart phone. ‘Boarding, see you around ten.’ Paul would be home for Christmas. She normally didn’t mind the amount of travel he did with his job, but the just-before-Christmas annual company planning meeting had always irked her. Paul was always gone for the three days before Christmas. He had...
By SchneiderVerseAfterDarkSam and Cat’s ApartmentChristmas EveSam wore a thin cotton red spaghetti strap tank top and green silky boxers (presents given to her by Cat for and to wear during the holiday and understanding her hatred for the word ‘panties’) as she lazily walked into the back second bedroom of Cat and hers shared apartment. After the couple had returned from Tori, Freddie and Jade’s Christmas party, Cat had instructed her to change and relax in the living room for a bit until ten...
A Christmas Tale (The Fifth) Chapter 01 Walter and Laura Walter. "An introvert yes he's definitely a bit of an introvert," I say to my wife as I look out of the window into next door's back garden. "Who is dear?" I look over to my wife of nearly sixty years, she's currently standing at the sink and is straining cooked black currents through a muslin cloth. "The young lad next door; Graham I believe his name is." "Oh yes I watched him the other day, I think he was building...
Are you alone and lonely for the holidays? Don’t you wish that Ronco would invent something to make you feel not so alone and sell it on TV for, oh, I don’t know, $19.99 and if you called right now, you’d get a second one for free? Yeah, well, go fish, life doesn’t work that way. A friend in need is a friend indeed doesn’t always go along with you sow what you reap. Sometimes, life just happens and you suddenly find yourself in uncharted territory and alone, be it a move to a new city or...
Christmas Surprise By Margaret Jeanette Tori Hansen was on the way to her mother's to make Christmas candy. It was three weeks until Christmas and it was a tradition for her and her mother to make candy for Christmas for her, her mother and her sister Tanya. She arrived at her mother's house and when she was in she found her mother feeling under the weather. Her mother asked if they could put off making the candy until next Saturday. She told her that it was okay and that she was...
On a cold and rainy Christmas Eve, in a small house by a large patch of woods, a small but close-knit family sat drinking hot chocolate and cider around the fireplace. In the corner stood a modest Christmas tree, glowing with colored lights, glass balls, and tinsel. Underneath the tree was a small pile of presents. Outside, the wind soughed in the trees and rain pattered against the window, but the family was snug and warm in its little house. There were just three of them: a mother, a father,...
"You need to think about this, Eric," Tom, my roommate, told me. "I don't think it would be good for you to stay in this apartment alone for a month. Please come home with me for Christmas. My family would really love to have you." I told him I'd think about it. One I grew up loving Christmas. My parents always made it a fun event. There was just the three of us, and no other family nearby, but we made it fun. We were never all that religious, but we understood the peaceful message...
“There is a beast in man that must be exercised, not exorcised.”-The Satanic Bible*It was Christmas Eve, and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do. A job he dreaded.He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, hesitating as he lifted a rusted key from around his neck. Did he really have to go through with it? Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this last chore. Maybe everything would be better off if he just left well enough alone…But no.; he...
Supernatural“Any plans during the break?” Sue asked. “No,” Diane said. The bell rang, ending their conference period, so they headed back to their classrooms. Sue was the best friend Diane had at work; for that matter, she was probably her best friend anywhere, at this point, though they rarely saw each other outside work. Since Diane and Bill split up, most of her former friends had slipped away. Splitting up was complicated, after eighteen years of marriage and two children, and the holidays seemed to...
SupernaturalIntroduction: The magic of Christmas is in the giving For reasons of my own, I no longer allow comments, nor do I make them. If you would like to offer a critique, please send me a pm. I can only improve with your very valuable input. This is my entry to Calling All Writers, Chapter 9. Please join our website and go to the Sex Stories Forum to enjoy more stories, and to vote. Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nicks Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for...
A Christmas Tale By Becky Simpson It was cold in there. It was dark cold damp and I was very very miserable. I was shivering, just wearing flimsy underpants, with nothing else to keep me warm but a damp and smelly blanket. I had been locked in the shed at the bottom of the garden and I had not eaten since the day before. It was raining outside and I was able to drink from the small muddy pool of water that had leaked in through the rickety shed roof. I kept running through...
The Most Wonderful Follow-Up: The True Meaning Of Christmas By Katharine Sexkitten I left the security guard clothes in the public washroom. They smelled. In fact they reeked. No doubt about it. Up until earlier this morning, I would have thought the odor was unusual, and not altogether attractive. Now I thought they smelled like heaven. They were completely covered in my own cum, more or less dried. I remember vividly making the mess. It was more cum than I'd ever...
-The Satanic Bible *** Jolly old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do that evening. A job he dreaded. He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, lifting an old, rusted key from around his neck and wondering if he really had to go through with it. Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this particular chore… But no. He shook his head, spilling snow from his crown of ivy. He was obligated to be charitable to everyone in need. And what...
Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nick’s Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for business the weekend before Thanksgiving. Mary had worked each season for the past seven years, and always came out a week early to walk through the fields of evergreens. It was the slowest time of year for her design business and this seasonal job allowed her to utilize her creativity. The sun felt warm on her shoulders, while the air was cool against her face. The dried autumn...
I had always had a very close knit family. I grew up in a warm home with 2 sisters and 3 brothers. My mom and dad were very happy together and never can I ever remember them fighting. We did everything as a family and we stood up for each other. I had never met another family like my own. We spend every holiday together. I was the second oldest of the children. My brother Justin was older than me by only 10 months. I had been born 2 months early. He and I were closer to each other than any of...
IncestThis is a sequel to my previous two Christmas stories, "A pussy for Christmas" and "Another pussy for Christmas". You don't have to have read them first, but it helps. Just click on "Paula Girl" and you will find a list of my stories, including those two. ***** As she had the previous year, 14 year old Paula looked in the mirror and smiled, as she looked forward to Christmas. Paula was growing into a very beautiful young woman. Over the past year, she had graduated from an A cup...
Winter had finally arrived and the snow was falling generously outside. It looked so serene as the white fluffy specks fell graciously to the ground as I looked out my kitchen window. The fresh coffee brewing sent the aroma through the air of the kitchen and brought my senses more to life as I waited for the dark liquid to finish dripping so I could pour some in my awaiting mug on the counter. I knew it would warm me up. It had too. Looking out the window made me feel the coldness surround...
Straight Sex“Well, hi folks! Do you remember me?” “Yes, that’s right! I’m the talking Snowman from that old TV show!” “What was that you said?” “Why yes, I suppose I do sound like Burl Ives, and why not? The man had a perfectly wonderful voice.” “So, I’m sure you’re wondering what I doing here at this time of night? I mean, the kids are all snuggled up in bed and all, and it’s too late to tell them a Christmas story, isn’t it? Hehe, you must think this old Snowman’s brain is half melted after all these...
SupernaturalChristmas Eve is a time to spend with family, however this year; due to the economy they’d spend it by themselves. The plans were to make the best of things, sleep late, and have the traditional holiday meal. She smirked when she remembered her husband’s remark, “Honey, this meal is guaranteed to spice up our life and expand our waistlines.” She blushed, frowned and replied, “For your information, my waistline doesn’t need any more expansion, it need more reduction.” She logged off...
I think I was five or six when the magic of Christmas began to be destroyed for me. Before that, it was all sitting on Santa’s lap, parades, Christmas village at the mall. Small, penny candy canes were for the asking and there was always a tree. Never the greatest tree but we generally didn’t have a Charlie Brown tree either, so yeah, it was a Merry Christmas at the Thompson house. Ah, sorry … apartment. We lived in an ancient apartment building in midtown. To a kid growing up it was a...
Warming Father Christmas Copyright Oggbashan November 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ It was late afternoon on Christmas Eve. I had wrapped all the presents for the grandchildren and made sure all the ingredients for the dinner on Boxing Day were in the...
‘You just don’t have any sense of adventure anymore,’ complained Debbie. ‘Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?’ I wanted to know. ‘It has nothing to do with my job,’ she replied. ‘And for your information it is usually burglars that I’m involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don’t mind about the fact that you can’t contribute much to the rent, but I just don’t get any...
“Please Mommy! Can’t we go see Santa?” cried the twin girls. Victoria Kramer was wishing she was anywhere but the mall right this moment, but here she was, and of all days, she was there on Christmas Eve. She was here because her mother called her in a panic asking – no begging – her to pick up those special cheese nut balls that only Hickory Farms sold in the mall during Christmas. Victoria had agreed before she realized two things: first, it was Christmas Eve, and second, the twins would want...
AnalChristmas Journey************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 2011The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.It was the day before Christmas Eve in the mid 1960s. I was facing a boring Christmas sitting in my office in Devonport Dockyard waiting for...
Christmas day dawned bright for Katie Shaw. Her clock radio had awakened her to the sound of Christmas carols and news of snow falling since 2:00 that morning. There must be at least three inches on the ground. The prospect of the roads being covered didn't dampen Katie's spirits as she turned on the shower while she brushed her teeth.Stepping from the shower Katie took down the oversized towel and rubbed it briskly over her skin. She could feel the electric tingle she created as she rocked the...
To Bake a Christmas Cake A fictional story, written by REIF DISCLAIMER: This is adult fiction with heavy transgender elements, if you find that in any way offensive then stop reading NOW. No character in this story is meant to resemble any actual person living or dead. Please respect the author and don't steal. Comments and feedback may be directed to [email protected] Chapter 1 There are few sounds more unique than that of snow crunching underfoot, it...
"You just don't have any sense of adventure anymore," complained Debbie. "Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?" I wanted to know. "It has nothing to do with my job," she replied. "And for your information it is usually burglars that I'm involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don't mind about the fact that you can't contribute much to the rent, but I just don't get any...
Straight SexJoyce had barely made it back to the apartment from the grocery store where she worked as a checkout clerk and tucked the ham she’d brought home—the last one in the store—before it was time to go pick up the Christmas cake she’d ordered from Gleesons before they closed. She had already been cutting her time short—she still had to go buy a tree and figure out where she’d stashed the ornaments and lights—and she hadn’t gotten off shift when she expected to. She kicked herself for not remembering...
Trevor Lloyd was the nicest man I’d ever known. He was kind, compassionate and genuinely cared about other people. So it was no surprise to me or the rest of the neighbourhood that he couldn’t bear to leave his wife of fifteen years when he found out she was having an affair. The rest of us, including his children, all knew what was going on, but no one was willing to break the poor guy’s heart and tell him. Mr Lloyd had a few house staff who he was extremely generous to. He had a housekeeper...
Under the pale light of stars, minister Steve Bogan drove stealthily to a nearby motel. It was daybreak on Christmas Eve, and Steve’s only time to get away from his wife, who staying at his brother’s house for the morning taking care of his two small children. Although Steve and June had been married six years, the spice had gone out of their relationship and things had become very humdrum. The first few years of their union had been blissful, with many trips to the Enchanted Place for frantic...
(If this story ends up in the Romance category, it would be a guy’s concept of romance, so ladies, just bare with me here – I’m doing the best I can.) * I hate Christmas. Is that so wrong? I hate the stupid music, and the greedy children, and the traffic jams that begin on Black Friday and extend through New Years. And Christmas trees? What is that all about? Down here in the desert, if you put up a Christmas tree, five days later it’s a bone-dry skeleton surrounded by a pile of brown...
The Christmas holiday season has always been a memorable time of year. Whether it is time spent with family, those special gifts from a loved one, or simply the smell of Grandma's cooking, every Christmas has always had something worthy of remembrance. The story of the Christmas holiday which I am about to relate holds a special fondness. It happened many years ago when I was still a single guy in my twenties. One of the things that distinguish it from the others is the amount of snow and cold...
Love StoriesIt is only November 1, and the mall speakers are blaring Christmas music already. The Christmas season hasn’t been a favorite of mine for many years. And each year the commercialization Christmas seems to start earlier. Hell, we haven’t had Thanksgiving yet, and Halloween was just last night! The last Christmas I can remember that I actually got excited about, was nearly forty years ago. It was the last one before my mom died. Christmas was her time of the year. She saved a bit of the...
-Charles Dickens, “A Christmas Carol” *** It was midnight on Christmas Eve. All the lights were out in the big family house and snow covered the grounds, including the aged trees, the rusting gate, and the dignified monuments of the family crypts where 12 generations of the Barrow family slept. Silently, a woman walked along the rows of graves. She left no tracks, and though she carried a lantern she also cast no shadow. She wore a long white robe with a deep hood that covered her...
She was beautiful and she knew it. A drop-dead gorgeous blonde with gams that could stop holiday traffic and eyes that could melt Frosty the Snowman right down to his icy toes. A wild-eyed winter heart-stopper in a plush little red dress with white fox trim short enough below her lovely ass to hint that she was in the browsing market for just the right sort of holiday stocking stuffer to keep her private parts nicely warmed until spring. Her eyes reminded me of Mrs. Claus but it was certainly...
I remember that the elevator was playing Christmas Music as I rode the ten floors to the lobby. Everyone seemed to be in a festive mood except me. I was thinking that I probably should have taken the window to the ground. It would have been more scenic and solved each and every one of my problems. Being unemployed at Christmas is a bitch, but being self employed at Christmas was a roller coaster. You think you have it all covered but then the contract holder call you in. ‘Sorry Mr. Ames but we...
‘That’s what I saw on the TV news just now. So maybe you’d better . . .’ ‘It’s Christmas Eve, Stella,’ Nadine answered, the stubbornness in her voice almost palpable. ‘Those guys were really cute, and I’ve never skied Winter Park before. Gotta do something to get out of here.’ ‘Yeah, well, if the snow really hits up there at Berthoud Pass, there wouldn’t be any skiing, they wouldn’t find you ’til spring,’ Stella said. She was fiddling with the crooked plastic Christmas tree in the corner of...
Christmas Story Four Stocking Stuffer I have been the community Santa Claus for a few years now and then one day I received a phone call from a woman trying to hire me for a Christmas party. I had a funny feeling about it so at first I said no but she was very persistent. She offered me more money than I normally charge and she said that there would be a lot of children there too. I was finally sold on the idea as long as there were kids involved. She said that I was to show up near...
A Christmas To Remember By Anon Allsop I looked at her from the corner of my eye, she was definitely flustered but I could care less, she was their mother and the behavior of her children were her own concern...my problem was that they were most likely going to distract me with their constant banter and shenanigans throughout the entire church service. She sighed as her young son began crawling under the front pew; she quickly bent down and caught the three year old by the leg, and...
Gloria sat watching the package laden people of Christmas from her office window. She never understood the idea of Christmas, spend until you cannot spend anymore and pretend to be a great person for one day when you’re an asshat for the other three hundred and sixty-four. Grabbing her coat she prepared to leave for the day. ‘Hey Gloria. What are you doing for Christmas?’ ‘Oh hey Jim. Same as usual, sit at home, watch TV and have a normal dinner.’ ‘Well you know, you are always welcome at...
There was a knock at my door. I knew who it had to be.“Hi,” she said. “I don’t want to cry myself to sleep. May I sleep with you?”I thought for a second, then pushed the door open. As she walked through, I held my trailing hand out to her. She took it, and as soon as I had the door shut, she came into my arms. “I’ve never missed a Christmas at home before,” she said. “I don’t think I would have slept at all.”I smiled, but sadly, because the same was true for me.So, I leaned down and kissed her,...
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