Basketball Terror 2 - Cover

Basketball Terror 2

Copyright© 2025 by Zen Master

Chapter 24: Thursday

BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 24: Thursday - The definitive sequel to Paladin's "Basketball Terror". What happened after that riot? This is a BDSM story. It is heavy on the forced sex. Mostly MF, but some FF and chapter 23 has a short forced MM segment. There's even some plot, too, but you might have to look close to find it. -ZM

Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   Fa/ft   Slavery   Crime   MaleDom   FemaleDom   Interracial  

Breakfast Thursday morning was great. I made a point of thanking the cook. And the grocery shopper. And her two elves who were going to help her clean the kitchen after we ate.

Melanie was in a great mood this morning. Something about more cums than she could count, I guess. She bitched some about needing cock, though. Her mother’s turn wasn’t going to last forever.

Shanda was better, too. She was wearing enough clothes to claim decency, and she sat at the table with us. She even asked someone to pass the salt. I thought that was a major deal. I looked at Alice, and she thought so, too.

After a few more bites I asked Shanda if she was going to be okay with me giving Melanie what she needed.

She looked at Melanie who nodded, then looked at me and said “It’s okay. She already told me. She belongs to you the way I belong to her. You’re going to fill her tight little pussy with your big fat black cock, and after you’re done I’m going to kiss her pussy and make it feel better. She said that she has to clean your cock and I have to clean her pussy.”

Man, I wanted to drop everything and go do that right then!

We talked about what we had to do today while we were eating. I had to go spend the day at W-C, trying to shove knowledge into little heads that didn’t want it. I wanted Alice to get that safe open, but Alice wanted to wait until I was there. She didn’t know how to open a safe and there was no telling what was in there.

I really needed to know if Tiny had released my sister yesterday. I wanted him to look me in the eyes and tell me that Lucy wasn’t still in the stocks, a day and a half later. I wasn’t about to ask Alice to go check on her, though. She’d end up in the stocks herself getting face-fucked by everyone in the neighborhood, and I’d have to kill my only sister.

I asked if she thought that she could find Tiny’s place, but she didn’t want to promise anything. I told her to just do the same thing again this morning, just go to the Crib and ask them to send someone to find Tiny and have him come by the school when he could. He probably would, anyway, but if I didn’t hear from him or Lucy soon I’d have to run over there after lunch and check on her. I figured I didn’t need to mention her name at the table with little ears listening in.

She reminded me to take the pictures of the two elves to show the police, and suggested taking the camera so I could take a picture of Sandra if she was with Tiny when he came by. We needed to give one of her to the police to show that she had been rescued, too.

I got nice hugs and kisses from all three of them before I left to go plow the fields. Even Shanda’s felt like she’d like to strap me on and go for a ride, but I was probably just wishing. If we tried that we’d end up at the hospital with everybody asking me why I thought I’d fit in there. Nope, until she’d grown some more she needed to find herself a little white boy with a tiny little dick.

I left the camera in my car. I figured that bringing it in would tell all the investigators that I expected to be using it today. They’d stay up my ass all day waiting for missing girls to show up.

The coach’s office had all the new usual crowd again, so I handed over the two pictures I had. They already had our family picture from Burger King and that had Melanie in it, but this was one of her full-frontal with no one else in the picture. I told them that that was taken in our back yard and that was my house’s back door.

I spent a couple of minutes talking about Shanda. I told them that she was unable to stand when I found her, and I had to carry her out to the car. Bare-ass naked, too, so anyone watching saw me carry a naked little white girl around and put her in my car. I went over how she’d been yesterday morning and how much better she was this morning. This morning she was dressed and she sat in a chair and ate breakfast like a normal person and actually said something that wasn’t just an answer to a question or an order.

Yes, off the record she was staying at my house, too. On the record, she was staying someplace hidden so that she could recover without a lot of drama. That was a big part of why Melanie was staying at home while I came to work and Alice ran errands. She was there to take care of Shanda and shoot anyone who came in the house. Shanda was recovering, but she was NOT ready to deal with strangers yet.

What was worse from the feeb’s point of view, she and Melanie seemed to have bonded, and it would be a bad idea to go bother them. Melanie was treating her like a little sister who was slow and needed help. I wasn’t sure that Melanie would shoot someone to defend herself, but she’d blow away the fucking Pope if he came in to bother Shanda.

They wanted to know all about where I’d found her, but I told them that I heard about her from some people who really didn’t want to get police attention. A lot of my friends weren’t real upstanding citizens, and having a bunch of cops swoop in and hassle them wouldn’t make my friends happy. They were willing to help me out with information, but the first time a cop car showed up to ask further questions all my informants would decide that talking to me was a bad idea.

They were all still there when I had to leave to go teach my second period History class, but they were gone by the time I got back. On the other hand, Tiny was sitting behind my desk, talking smack with a couple of the coaches. Nope, not gonna talk about ANYTHING important in there.

“Tiny, thanks for coming by. I need to check some things. Can you take a walk with me?”

“Sure. You’ll get my bill.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of. You’ve been working for a rich man. I probably can’t pay you what you’re used to.”

“I’ve been working for a cheapskate who doesn’t pay even when he agrees he owes me. Unless you give me a really good reason to cough it up, I’m keeping everything I got from his safe deposit box.”

“Let’s go look at the track. It may need some work before the track and field season starts.”

“What do I know about tracks?”

“You know that there won’t be anyone out there listening to us talk. That’s all you need to know.”

“Yeah, I know that, sure.”

Once we got outside, we could talk. “Okay, first priority. PLEASE tell me that you went and got Lucy out of those stocks yesterday.”

“Oh, yeah. Boy, was she mad. She didn’t wanna say anything bad about me, ‘cause I’d have just turned around and left her, but she had a lot to say about you.”

“Yep. I bet she called me everything but white.”

“Well, she couldn’t do anything but grunt at first. Somebody had left her gagged. I know you had to. Lucy’s not real quiet at the best of times. Maybe when she’s sleeping. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her sleeping.”

“It’s been years for me, too. So, did you just let her go and leave? Was Sandra there?”

“Fuck, no! I don’t want Sandra anywhere near that bitch unless she’s tied up and gagged, and you sent me over there to untie her.”

“When you’re right, you’re right.”

“Amirite?”

“Yeah. I don’t want my women anywhere near her, either. I’m still not sure that Shanda doesn’t have any brain damage. Lucy was well on her way to killing that girl.”

“Yeah, I got an earful of THAT, too. That needle-dick bastard Larry stole her bitch, and she wants her bitch back. Or maybe replaced with a new one. That one was about used up, to hear her talk.”

“My sister doesn’t even listen to herself talk. Don’t feed her, don’t give her anything to drink except pee, tie her up in uncomfortable positions, whip her for all kinds of stupid reasons. The girl was about happy to die, if I hadn’t gotten her outta there. Why would anyone give her another girl to torture to death? They aren’t exactly growing beside the road, free for anyone to pick. So, you went in, saw Lucy, untied her, and ran for it with her screaming at your back?”

“Of course not. Lucy was standing there in the stocks, buck naked and gagged. She’d peed herself. Of course I played with her titties some. They aren’t as nice as Sandra’s but they’re still titties and I had to play with them some. She tried to play keep-away, but there was a paddle and a whip right there on the couch so I got them and showed them to her. Told her to point her tits at the hand holding the thing she wanted them hit with, or she could just keep facing me and bounce her titties if she wanted me to play with them.”

“Well, they sorta flopped more than bounced, but she had the idea. After that she just stood there until I was done playing with them. Your sister’s titties are actually a lot of fun to play with. If you pinch her nipples a little and tug on them some they get hard. They get soft again if you slap them, but you can pinch and pull on them again and they get hard again. I musta done that twenty times.”

“I really appreciate all this detail, Tiny. I absolutely need to know how to get my sister’s titties excited.”

“Well, you need a full report, right? As your executive assistant I got no one else to report to. Anyway, after a while I got tired of that. I pulled her gag out and told her that I hadn’t been laid in a couple of hours and I was getting backed up, and playing with titties always got me hard, but she’d been a whore for twenty years or more and her pussy was probably so worn out that even Frank wouldn’t touch the sides. She was giving me all kinds of shit, but I just kept talking. She didn’t have to listen if she didn’t want to.”

“Anyway, I told her that her ass was probably still tight enough to enjoy, but I knew she was an excellent cocksucker so I couldn’t decide where I wanted to put it. She told me I wasn’t getting shit from her. I told her that was fine, I didn’t WANT shit from her. I just wanted to get my nut, set her free, and go on about my business. I could put her gag back in and do her ass, or I could leave the gag out if she wanted to show me her best blowjob.”

“This story is just fascinating, but I’ve got another class soon.”

“I was about to shove my cock up her ass when she said she wanted to suck my dick. I’m sure that thing is adjustable but I didn’t want to fuck with it and maybe break it, so I just stood on a chair and let her swallow a full-sized Ethiopian salami. I don’t think she was really trying, but she’s been doing it for forever, and even just going through the motions she’s pretty good. She got me to cum pretty quick.”

The source of this story is Storiesonline

To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account (Why register?)

Get No-Registration Temporary Access*

* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.

 

WARNING! ADULT CONTENT...

Storiesonline is for adult entertainment only. By accessing this site you declare that you are of legal age and that you agree with our Terms of Service and Privacy Policy.


Log In