Chapter 1

As I felt the thick head of my cock pop into the virginal asshole of my ex-wife’s sixteen-year-old daughter, eliciting a muted scream as her face was forced deeper into her mom’s pussy, I paused to think about how I managed to get into this position.

It started several years ago. I was betrayed. The bitch ... I’m sorry, my ex-wife, well, it was bad enough that she dumped me for someone younger. I guess I could have lived with that. What pushed me over the edge was her turning her daughter against me ... my step-daughter. She filled her head with misinformation, lies really, and because she was a stepdaughter, I couldn’t do much about it. Oh, I tried, to no avail. I’d see her look at me with contempt, and look at her mom with nothing but love. The lies that her mother must have told her. She turned everyone in her family against me, all of our mutual friends, etc. It was a real expert job of sabotage.

So, I began to plan my revenge. It started slow because I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do. But then after watching television and reading some stories online, a solid plan began to form in my head. Something elaborate, but, doable. It would take some time and money, but I had both, and nothing better to do.

Two years later, I was ready. I had rented some warehouse space for not a lot of money because no one wanted to rent in that section of the city. I paid cash, of course. Then I began remodeling the inside. I put a special platform bed in there, a portable heater, and a couple of cabinets, and then custom-built some of the more interesting parts.

Now it was time to get the women. It wasn’t that difficult. Two tasers was all it took. I parked around back, got out, and waited for them to come home and open the garage door. It was late and dark. When the door opened, I waited for the car to pass and then I slipped in and off to the side, wearing my latex gloves. Soon both of them got out of the car and started for the door to the house. They didn’t make it.

Tasered. Quickly hooded. Handcuffed behind the back with plastic tie strips. Tape over the mouth. Earplugs. Tossed into the back of the van. All in all, it took about ten minutes. Got in the van, took off my little disposable booties, put them and the gloves in a burn bag, and that was that.

Didn’t want trouble from them for a while, so I used chloroform and put them out for a couple of hours. Amazing what you can get through the Internet these days. As I took them into my storage area, I felt my cock start to respond. I realized that I was going to exact some great revenge over the next few days.

I brought Julie in first, my ex. Guess I should describe her. As I pulled off the hood, her long reddish-blonde hair splayed around her head and down her back. I uncuffed her, then began undressing her. First, her sweater, shirt, and bra, which did a decent job of hiding her 36 D-cups. They weren’t all that firm after having three kids, but they sure looked good to me. It was a little cool inside the storage area, so her nipples started to harden. Next came her shoes, socks, and jeans. Bikini panties were next. The bitch had shaved off her wonderful reddish-blonde bush right before she kicked me out of the house, and I saw that she still was shaving, much to my chagrin. I really liked her bush. Well, ya’ can’t have everything, I guess.

I finished cuffing her back up, putting on a very effective blindfold, ball gag, and earplugs. The cuffs weren’t your ordinary cuffs. She was laid back on a platform bed, arms stretched out to the corners, tied securely. Her legs were spread with a bar between her ankles, and then they were secured by ropes at the head of the bed. She wouldn’t be too uncomfortable, but, she’d know that her pussy would be wide open to the world.

Now to get Keri. Sweet Keri. She was very unconscious when I pulled her from the van and carried her inside. I removed that hood and her near-shoulder length light blonde hair, teased with streaks of magenta and green, settled about her face. I methodically removed her restraints, and then her clothing -- sweater, t-shirt, bra ... oh my ... a first look at her breasts. They were nothing short of magnificent. I looked at her bra and saw that she was a 34dd. She always had large breasts for her age and was teased in school. I wanted to tell her “Honey, don’t worry, someday a man will be very happy to put his penis between them” but the chance never came up! After a minute of staring at her tits, well, okay, I didn’t just stare, I reached down and felt them, felt them quite well, thank you very much ... even pinched a nipple. Okay, twice.