The Count of Monte CristoChapter 58 M Noirtier de Villefort
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I got out of the hospital six months ago. The doctors had stopped the bleeding and wrapped my wrists in bandages. When I recovered the doctors wanted me to see a shrink. My mother had no insurance to pay for that and she didn’t want me to see one anyway. I suppose she was afraid I would tell him how she had abused me, degraded me and wanted me out of her life.” You’re 18 now, little bitch, and as soon as school is out I want you out of my house.”
I could hardly wait. “ And I’ll give you some advice for when you do get out. Don’t go pulling down your panties every time you see a slob breathing hard. Men are all the same. All they want a woman for is to have a hole to push their harpoon in. Eventually they’ll give you a disease or get you to swell up with something growing inside you. Then they walk away to find another hole to shoot their wad in. That’s all they care about. Give my prick a little relief and then go to hell.”
I had been hearing that same line as far back as I can remember. She seemed to hate men and what they did with women but she didn’t exactly practice what she preached. For as long as I can remember she had a stream of men visiting nights, leaving her a little cash on the way out When .I was just a little kid without even buds for tits, once in a while when I was sitting watching TV, one of them would unzip his pants, take out his cock and say something like, “Would you like some of this?” My mom would laugh and say something like ”She’d think it was a piece of fruit and try to eat it.” I would just scrunch down in my chair, turn scarlet and wonder what was so wonderful about shoving that big thing into my mother’s cunt.
Everyone has memories. Mine are all in twisted black. Not even grays. Just the blackest of black. Never did I have a friend. When I was four or five I started to play with a girl at the city park. She seemed to like me but as soon as her mother saw I playing with her daughter, she called her daughter over and said that we don’t play with people like her. The same was true with every other girl I met and wanted to play with. The mother’s would never let them play with me. One day a little boy and I were playing in the sand and the mother came over and grabbed him by the arm, pulled him away and said,” Get away from her. You want to get a disease?”
I was called ugly so much I thought it was my first name. But in fourth grade they started calling me something else. One day in class the teacher called me to the front of the room and ask me to recite a poem the class had been memorizing. I stood in front of the class, looked down at all the faces looking up at me , my palms sweating and when I tried to to speak nothing would come out. My knees were shaking and my face was scarlet. As the seconds passed, I clenched my fists and suddenly I started leaking , pissing on the floor. The class broke out in laughter and after that they called me stinko. After wetting the floor my mother was called to come and get me. I knew what was coming and as soon as we were inside the house she took the strap and gave me a good beating. It was the same strap she always used on me whenever I did something she didn’t like.
My 18th birthday came and went. No present, no recognition, just a celebratory remark. ”It’s finally come. Now you can move out and I’m no longer responsible for you. I’d invite you to stay and bring in a little more cash but you’re so ugly men would pay me to keep you away from them.” Mom always made me feel good.
June came. Prom time. Graduation time. Party time. Of course no one asked me to the prom. I had never been out with a boy. They treated me as though I didn’t exist. I was invisible. The girls too. Only they were worse I was never asked to any of their parties, never went on a girl’s sleep over, never ate lunch with them. I would eat in the school cafeteria all alone, hunched over, trying to disappear. No one had anything to do with me. Only sometimes I could hear the girls giggle at me behind my back or a boy make a lewd remark like “Wonder if she will ever grow tits?” Other than that I was a total non-entity in our school. There was no fun in my life and the only pleasure I had was lying in bed at night dancing my fingers over my pussy and rubbing my tits, pretending it was some macho boy wanting me. Any wonder why I tried to kill myself?
I was never very good in school. I just got by but I did graduate. After the graduation ceremonies most of the grads went to the nearby lake. Then they’d drink beer all day long and all go skinny dipping. It was a school tradition, a rite of passage’ so nobody tried to stop them. Parents didn’t exactly approve of what they knew would be going on but there wasn’t anything they could do to stop it. All the mothers could do was warn their daughters , “If you’re going to perform be sure you make the boy wear a condom.”
I went home and packed to get out of my mother’s house by the end of the month.
A few days later I was walking down the street headed for the drug store when a speeding car suddenly screeched to a halt next to me. Three boys were sitting in a gorgeous convertible. I recognized them immediately. They were the big studs from the football team that all the girls wanted to fuck. “Hi there,” one of them said, “Sally, isn’t it?
I looked at him. He was beautiful. “ Sandy, “ I said.
“Well, whatever. Hop in Sandy. It’s hot today. We’re going to cool off. “
I looked at the three of them. No boy from school ever spoke to me except to say get out of the way or make a lewd remark. I thought to myself “ What the hell,” and got into the back seat.
“We’re going up to Mike’s aunt’s house. She’s got a great pool in her back yard.”
We got there in no time and went into the back yard. They stripped and turned toward me. When they looked at me all three of their pricks began to grow bigger and bigger. My God. I was astounded. Me. I could have that kind of effect on boys? Ugly me. I just stood and stared at their huge cocks. I caused that? Little Miss ugly. A minor miracle. Finally a little recognition.
“Come on, Sidney.. ah Sandy. Get your clothes off and jump in the pool.”
“I can’t” I said “I’m having that monthly thing, if you know what I mean.”
“ Bull shit, “ Rod said. “You’re faking. You’re our only piece of ass we have for the day. Check her out Chuck.”
Chuck walked over to me, pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties. “ She ain’t kidding, laddies.
She’s well padded down there.”
“Shit,” Chuck said. “We picked the wrong one.”
Well, I decided, I’m not going to be of any use to any of them. But at least they wanted me. That thought lifted my spirits. I went over and sat on a lawn chair.
The three of them frolicked around in the water for about a half hour when the back door of the house opened and a beautiful young woman stepped out carrying a tray of drinks She set them down on the table
“Here’s a drink for you guys,” she called. As the three boys got out of the pool their cocks started to swell again as they gazed on the woman whom I guessed was about 30.
“Hi, Auntie, what you got for us.” Said Chuck.
She looked at them.”Not what you want, I’m afraid .I see you guys came well armed. Or maybe armed is the wrong word. How about you came with your fishing poles ready to catch something.”
“Yeah, but there is nothing here to catch.”
Then she looked over where I was sitting, “I see you brought a toy… or should I say fish.?
“Oh that’s Sukkie” Chuck said “ She’s from school.”
“Sandie,” I said
“ How come Sandy isn’t swimming with you guys? Is she bashfull”
“Naw, she’s got that monthly thing, you know.”
She laughed. “My, My’ Guess you guys are out of luck. Well she seems to have nice thick lips. I’ll bet she could put them to good use.”
I sat there wondering what she meant but the three boys lighted up. “ Hey, I never thought of that. Thanks for the suggestion auntie.”
“My pleasure, she laughed, “ or rather yours. Have a good time, boys, and don’t think I won’t be watching.”
She went into the house and each of the boys took a gin and tonic. Rob walked over and gave one to me. He looked at me entirely differently than he had before - with his cock sticking straight out. He reached down and began to slowly stroke it as he stared at me. Then the other two walked over. Rob stepped close to where I was sitting still holding his cock in his hand.” I have a snack- a sausage for you to go
with your gin and tonic”. I opened my mouth, about to say something, and he shoved his dick into my mouth. I was startled wondering what was going on. Rob began moving his hips back and forth, shoving his dick deeper and deeper into my mouth. I wanted to stop him before he choked me and put my fingers around the base of his cock . “ That’s it .Babe, help me out. Then he took it out. “ Lick it, Babe, wrap your tongue around it.” I did as I was told and when he pushed it back in he took hold of my hair and moved my head back and forth. He pushed his hips faster and faster until I felt a warm liquid running down my throat. He kept it in there until he had emptied his cock and then took it out. It immediately went limp.
“ Hey, I’m next,” said Chuck and he walked over holding his cock in his hand. This time I took ahold of it and teased it with my tongue , licking his whole cock and nipping the end with my lips. “Oh, man, you’re good “he said. That made me feel great. The first compliment I ever got. I took him deep, squeezing his cock with my lips as he moved back and forth. Oh, jeez. That feels so good ,”he groaned and then he shot his load into my throat.
Rod came next. I used all the techniques I had learned on the first two and he was thrilled. “ You may be ugly but you’re one good cocksucker” he said after we’d finished . “ Where have you been all my school years.”
Oh, God. I felt good. At last I got some respect, some appreciation for my efforts. Afterwards the boys treated me completely differently . They put their arms around me, talked about how we should get together again, invite some of their friends over for the best blow job in the county.
Wow! I had found something I was good at. Found a way to please men, found a way to make them like and respect me. I floated home on a cloud. Nothing my mother could say would touch me now.
A week went by. I wondered why none of the boys came to see me. One day I was in the drug store and there was auntie. “Hi there, “ she said, smiling knowingly .”I hear you’re quite the cocksucker. You must have had a lot of experience.”
“No, I said.” I had never done it before. But the boys seemed to like it.”
“How about you? Did you enjoy it too?”
“I never thought about that. I just wanted to please them … to give them a good time. They were so nice to me afterwards.”
“I’ll bet they were. Seen them since?
“No, they said they wanted to see me again. I suppose they’re just busy. “
“Yeah, I’m sure they are. Fucking their girl friends. You know, you’re no
beauty queen. I’d take whatever came along if I were you. Otherwise you’ll find yourself home alone every night playing with yourself. “
Time to get away from my mother and her insults. I found a small room to rent that was semi furnished. Then I looked for a job to pay my rent. I found one at a diner just around the corner. Minimum wage plus tips. I grabbed it.
I had worked there for about a month when these two grizzly looking guys sat down at a booth. I walked over to take their orders. As I stood there writing down their orders, one of them reached under my skirt and put his hand on my panties. Shocked, I jumped back . “Damn, “he said. I was hoping you weren’ t wearing no panties.” They both roared laughing.
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Businessman Is Forcibly Transformed Into A Sissy By Sissycuckold It was a warm summer's day when it all began; I was a successful 34 year old, businessman man, with a large house, flash car, and a beautiful wife. As it was a Sunday I was out for any early morning walk, having just finished making love to my 27 year old wife Lorna, when suddenly a large black car screeched to a halt just before me. In a flash 4 burly men jumped out and I was unceremoniously...
and shorts; his cock and balls swaying in front of him. Mary smiled, leaned forward again and nuzzled Carol's silky cunt-hair, flattening it out to the sides and exposing her sensuous pink slit to their view. Then she stuck her tongue up inside it. Carol groaned happily and bucked her hips. John was standing over them now, stroking his thick cock while he gazed dreamily down at his sister's inviting pussy. Pushing a finger back up inside Carol's dewy cunt, Mary explored its...
"My parents are celebrating their anniversary this weekend, and they're planning a family party. I'd like to take tomorrow off and fly down - if it's alright with you, of course." Lucy Parsons came around the desk and stood close to him. He caught a flash of tanned thigh as her skirt flap parted. "This must be a first. A new lawyer showing consideration for the firm." "Isn't that the way it's done?" "Not usually. Young lawyers are a fairly arrogant lot, and favors...
Hello Everyone This is pradeep back again with the continuation of my first submission(IT’s NOT JUST LOVE MAKING),And people who does not read my first story please I request you to read my previous submission which was the first part,so that you can have a great brief introduction of the my story which im gonna share you all. So to say about me,I am Pradeep (Name Changed),From (Vadapalani) Chennai.Iam 21 years old and i am living in a private home.I am 5.9 with athlete body and average in...
I was young for my post but I had been doing it as a deputy it for several years with the old sheriff's forester. My father was a baron but I was only a younger son so I was not going to inherit. I carried the heavy stag into kitchen and ignored the quiet that fell. I shifted it off my shoulder and onto the large butcher table, "I took this from a poacher Anna." She wiped her hands as she crossed the kitchen, "how long..." I snorted as headed into the Keep, "a half day." When I...
September 1981, Milford, Ohio Kara came into the living room when the dishes were done and took my hand and led me to the den. We sat in our chairs, as her father insisted. “Did you put your mom up to that ice cream date?” I asked. “No! I was just as surprised as you were. I could tell that dad was really upset at her. And when you stepped in, I thought he was going to blow a gasket. You agreed with him and made him look bad at the same time. And then, when mom did that thing with the...
The studio lights go up, the audience cheers and applauds. Max Weinman, the slick studio host, launches into his well-rehearsed patter. "Welcome, welcome, welcome to another game of Beat the Forfeit. As always, we have two couples competing for tonight's jackpot of one hundred thousand pounds. First, in the studio, we have Jim and Russell. Let's meet them." Two men stand behind smart game-show lecterns each displaying a score of zero. Max touches the collar of his open necked shirt, tugs...
Lisa's head swam. She was so damn horny it was difficult for her to think straight. Every inch of her skin felt alive and sensitive. Her puffy and extended nipples even more so. Her cock ached with pleasure even as permanently limp as it now was. Even her balls, shriveled and atrophied as they now were, also ached with pleasure. Her ass was even worse. It felt empty now that Master Carl had removed the plug. Not that the plug helped much with that horniness. Oh, it filled her up...
We’re in the boring, flat, concrete car park, surrounded by boring family cars, looking at the boring red-brick buildings that combine to form the Beddingham International School. But here comes the excitement... She’s sexy, with a fuck-me-but-don’t-fuck-with-me face and long blonde hair is swept around to the side of her head and hangs infront of one shoulder. Her accent, friendly southern English but with a distinct Eastern European edge. “Hello, and welcome to a new series of ‘The...
(Fictional story told from Female point of view) My husband Ron and I like to play sexual games. One game that we sometimes play is Forfeits, this is where I am given some task to fulfil and if I fail I have to take a note from the Lucky Dip jar and act out whatever is written on it. These have ranged from relatively mild things, such as leaving off my panties and flashing my nakedness in a pub, to very severe things like inviting a strange Master from a sex contact mag, to come and beat me....
To perhaps alleviate some of the confusion of many, many names, here is a list of some that are mentioned, but were introduced in previous episodes of the Transformations series. Dr. Julia Waxman, Psychiatrist, Director of Transformation Frank Waxman, Julia's husband, General Manager of Transformations, former fashion exec, General Manager of Magnuson Foundation. Gerald Magnuson, wealthy philanthropist, primary backer of Transformations. Paul Ventri, CFO of Transformations and president...
It must have been two or three in the morning. Even after waking, and after Carol returned from a trip to the bathroom, they did not speak. She got right on top of Ryan as he lay on his back, remembering the revelation that tender position had been with Dex. It was no less thrilling with Ryan, and she soon returned to a contented sleep. Her next conscious moment found her still atop him, but with his reenergized cock pressing against her thigh. Not sure if he was awake, she raised her bottom...
When the labor pains started Crystal thought it was something she'd eaten. Fortunately she was at the main offices for a meeting and her mother quickly diagnosed what was going on. "I can't be in labor," Crystal said. "I've still got a month to go." Her mother shook her head. "This baby has decided that the time is now. That's the trouble with being pregnant, you're at the mercy of the little one. Candace? Start calling the people on that list I gave you. I'm getting your sister...
With nervous butterflies in her stomach Nadine walked into the studio. She would finally become a real actress. For years her agent had only send her out on modeling jobs and told her she couldn’t act, but now for the first time she would do an actual real screen test. ‘Welcome,’ A guy with baby blue eyes reached out his hand. ‘I’m Martin the director, are you ready for your audition?’ ‘Yes Sir.’ Nadine tried to hide her nerves under a bunch of enthusiasm, but she realized it sounded...
"A Proper Stepford Wife" It was a warm sunny day as I drove along after being at the bar for a couple beers and a few games of pool. In the convertible Corvette I felt the wind in my hair and sideburns at the sides of my baseball cap. I was dressed as usual in t-shirt, jeans and tennis shoes. The sun was bright as I headed home so I put on my sunglasses. I felt the slight itch then scratched the whiskers at my chin and right cheek realizing I hadn't shaved in a couple days. I...
Walter had been taking care of the Charles' pool for as long as Faith could remember. Although Mercedes frowned on it, Faith had always enjoyed chatting with him while he worked. Walter was a story-teller, and he was able to hold her spellbound, even now that she was in college. For his part, he welcomed her attention, always amazed that a bitch like Mercedes could give birth to such a genuinely sweet person as Faith. Mercedes literally did not notice the presence of Walter or the numerous...