The Stowaway's Keeper
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Chapter 22: A Sex Toy
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 22: A Sex Toy - In the 80's, John was looking to go some place no one would know him. He was not planning on starting his new life with a 14 year old girl. She and her friends keep his life anything but mundane, despite his best intentions to keep it that way at his new home. Codes will change as story progresses.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Teenagers Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged Reluctant Fiction Humiliation Anal Sex Analingus Slow
This chapter has Mdom and light BDSM
“I’m sure if Pea doesn’t mind, I could. But this weekend is about you. Her being here is just a quirk of fate, and the weekend will be over before you know it. But hopefully, not before I get a good taste of this.” I skipped over part of her labia and ran my tongue lower over the outside of the newly shaved fold. Running my lips lightly on it. There was such a pristine, clean feel to the bulged fold, despite being coated with her juice and the remnants of Penelope’s. Penelope didn’t say a word about Dorothy’s suggestion. Instead, she continued down to Dorothy’s other bloated lip. She ran the flat of her tongue over the smooth flesh, lapping up its curve.
Pea and I alternated running our tongues deep into her slit and wide hole. Our willing partner was quickly writhing on the bed while she tried to hold our heads back away from the succulent slit we had chosen. Together we gave her a tag-team cunnilingus, nipping at her clit and fucking her hole with our tongues. She flailed unmercifully about on the bed. Her legs jumped in every which direction, trembling as waves of orgasms overtook her. When she tried pulling one head away from her slit, the other would dive in, giving her no rest. The screams of overwrought climaxing filled the room as we continued to double-team, Dorothy. When the screams and the squirming to get away did little in stopping the tongue lashing her cunt was taking. Her body lay on the bed twitching, exasperated, and drained. She pleaded, “Oh, please ... Please just fuck me ... You win. I’ll do whatever you want. Please just fuck me.”
Penelope took Dorothy’s submission as an indication it was time for a little bit of kinky fun and instruction. She slid off the bed and returned with the leather flogger. In her overwrought state, Dorothy missed that Penelope was no longer munching on her flowing twat. Rather, she just lay there, absorbing the sensations of my tongue running over her smooth folds.
Her brain was so crazed with all the sensations that she lay there whimpering and moaning, still pleading. “Fuck me ... You can fuck me ... Just please, not your tongue ... I’ll do anything, but please not your tongue ... It’s too much.”
Pea came up to me and whispered in my ear, “You know she’s being bad, just laying there like a wet fish. I know how you don’t like to have sex with wet fish. Maybe for a couple hours, she could use a quick introduction to being a true sex slave. Not just saying she’ll do anything to have the pleasure stop.”
I considered what Penelope was suggesting. There would be plenty of time afterward for lovemaking that was purely tender and gentle. I decided that maybe Penelope was on to something. Earlier, Dorothy had seen bondage, but this would be different. I decided we would give Dorothy as close to the real experience as possible in such a short amount of time.
So I let the learning begin by putting her legs together. I crossed her ankles and continued turning until she rolled over onto her stomach. She was floppy as a Raggedy Ann doll. The only thing I would continue to follow was fucking her in the ass would be verboten. With only that one thing being off limits, I took the flogger from Penelope. I raised it and brought it down on Dorothy’s ass, letting the learning truly start. Dorothy howled at the red marks that were left on her butt. The second time the flogger landed on her butt cheeks, I concurrently said, “Shut up, slut ... and raise that ass up. I’m gonna fuck that cunt of yours.”
Unsure of what had motivated the sudden change of tone and lexicon, Dorothy said, “What??? What’s going on?”
This time I threw her legs apart before I brought the flogger down on the center of her ass cheeks. I made sure some of the leather strands landed on her already overwrought labia. In the same harsh tone, I answered, “You don’t need to know. What you need is to get up on your knees so I can fuck your cunt, cunt. You’re going to learn to be a good sex toy for me and Pea. You understand?”
Frightened and nervous, Dorothy said, “No, I don’t understand. What’s going on?”
For the fourth time, the flogger landed on her ass. More of the blow was directed to her pussy, and I said, “Are you going to keep being bad? Am I going to have to keep whipping that ass of yours? You ... You’re a sex thing ... a toy for us to play with. Hey Pea, get up here and have this cunt lick your twat while I fuck it.”
Slowly, Dorothy climbed to her knees. Her eyes were welting up as she looked back at me dejected. As she did so, Penelope climbed on the bed in front of her and spread her legs out wide. She pushed Dorothy’s head into her box, grinding Dorothy’s face into her. Penelope then informed me, “This bitch isn’t licking my cunt. I want her to lick me and suck on it hard.”
The floggers swung up, hitting her pussy. I said curtly, “Damn it, cunt do what you’re told. Eat her, or am I going to have to come up there and run my dick down your throat to loosen that tongue up? ‘Cuz if I got to do that, the whole time your ass is going to be lit up.” Dorothy’s head began immediately moving, like a kitten licking its fur, up and down Pea’s bald slit.
I position myself behind her. The game, which Dorothy didn’t realize she was part of, made my dick hard again. I buried it to the hilt in one hard thrust. She grunted into Pea’s pussy before raising her head. She belted out, “Oh God, you’re ripping me apart ... Fuck, you’ve smashed my cervix, and you’re hurting my insides.”
Not having the room to swing the flogger, an open hand smack on her ass popped loudly in the room. I told her, “When I want fucking commentary, I’ll give it to you. Until then, shut the fuck up and eat that pussy.” Dorothy didn’t say another word while she ate the bloated pussy lips that were similar to her own. Only those lips had tears on them from her silent sobbing. I stayed behind her, holding her hips and battering her cunt with my cock. I hammered as hard as I could muster. The whole time telling her, “Now don’t you cum, bitch. Don’t you dare cum till I tell you, you can.”
I could hear the light sobs that Dorothy was making. Yet she continued eating on Pea’s pussy. She did what she could to follow my verbal commands. But, in the end, many of them were designed so that she would fail. The “don’t cum before I do” was one of them. She had no control over how her body would react to my cock sliding down her pussyhole. Her vagina’s silken walls clamped down on my invading dick, holding it tight. I tried pounding away at it anyway. She moved in response. Her body wanted more of the stimulation, despite what her brain might have been saying. I warned her, saying, “Stop cumming! Or you’re not going to be licking twats. It’ll be assholes. But you’ll probably like licking assholes. After all, you like having yours fucked.”
Dorothy, not having done the impossible of stopping her orgasm, as I had demanded of her, climaxed. I, in turn, told Penelope. “Now we turn around and hold your ass cheeks apart. Let this cunt lick your asshole.”
To Dorothy, I commanded, “She needs a tongue fucking her ass. And make sure you do it deep. Pea likes having the tongue deep in her asshole.”
Penelope held the head that had been in her pelvis, away from her slit. She turned around, resting her head on the wooden headboard. Pulling her ass cheeks apart, she presented Dorothy with her puckered brown hole. Dorothy didn’t immediately dive in. In the one second she paused, my hand again came down hard on her butt cheek, leaving a handprint. Shortly thereafter, she buried her nose and lips in Penelope’s ass crack and started giving Pea a world-class analingus. While she did so, her cheeks rested on Penelope’s pale ass cheeks. The tears she was crying were transferred onto them.
I felt bad that Dorothy was crying, but this was another one of her learnings. And it required that we break her down before she understood what it was like to be a sex toy. I knew that usually it took years of manipulation to accomplish it. And the person had to be prone to be submissive, which Dorothy appeared to be. But we had only a short time. So it had to be shock therapy to get her to something that resembled being at sex toy level. After which we could enjoy her for approximately three hours.
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