Nashville Pussy (Season 2)
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Episode 14: AmeRican graffiTi
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 14: AmeRican graffiTi - Season two continues the insanity that is Nashville. With a criminal organization like Watchtower making all the rules, the population thrives on the ability to get away with whatever they want. Naked in the streets. Primal sex in front of everyone. Businesses promoting lude acts. Pet stores that sell human pets. Strip clubs gone beyond extreme. Schools teaching all the wrong subjects. Is it no wonder Nashville is the fastest growing city in the U.S? YEEHAW!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Hypnosis Mind Control Romantic Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction School Workplace Incest Mother Son Sister Father Daughter Uncle Niece Nephew BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Gang Bang Orgy Swinging Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
When it rains it pours!
“I’ve missed this, Jesse!”
“You may miss it, but I never do.” Jesse Manley laughed at his girlfriend. “Hard to miss it when you’re such a whore.”
“Hey! Don’t be mean to me. I love you dang it.”
“Truth hurt?”
“Not even if you take my butthole.” She joined in on the badgering. “I know! I know! I get around way too much.”
“I hear an echo every time I shove my cock inside this chasm.”
“Fuck you!” She busted up! “Can’t we just get past who I am.”
“If I didn’t, I wouldn’t let you move in with me.”
“Yeah, but I have to have my own room. Why can’t I sleep with you in your bed.”
“Because I plan on having girls over and might want alone time. I’ll let you share my bed now and then.”
“You suck! How is this a relationship?”
“If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t let you bring your things over today. Either accept my terms or we end it. I’m sure you would have a hundred guys willing to let you live with them.”
“I don’t want ... to live with anyone else.”
“And here I thought you might say any other men.” He chuckled! “We both know you’re incapable of that. I’ve accepted it just don’t push me. Either obey or move on.”
“Fine! But you put the ASS in mASSter.”
“Only one S in master. See? You don’t even pay attention in school.”
“How can I when I’m too busy teasing boys. I didn’t become a cheerleader to hide my goodies behind pom poms.”
“Whatever! I’m going to nut.”
“Hit me, Master! Everything you’ve got.”
Tawny Marie began thrashing back into him for a deeper penetration. “God, I love your cock. So deep! So hard!” Ugggggh! So empty! He filled that ginger twat until his cream oozed out of her. The cascade of the shower quickly rinsed it away. Holding her tightly she cradled his arms around her. “Forever, Jesse! I swear to you.”
“Not putting a ring on it. Maybe a collar!”
“I’d accept that.”
“Not until I know you can obey my every command.”
“I’m trying!”
“Are you, Miss McRonalds Happy Meal?”
“Hey! I like the toys that come with the meal.”
“Uh huh! Out of the way so I can rinse my pecker off.” Moving in front of her he resumed washing up. Behind him she pouted a little. This new strategy in their relationship was troubling. She knew he was right; she was a whore. Emotions setting in she wept behind his back. Hearing her snivel he glanced over his shoulder. “Are you crying?”
“You got soap in my eye.”
“Bullshit! Listen! I know I’m being a hard ass but I’m changing. Learning about my dad’s past with Twyla and seeing how dad has adopted Nadine as his new slave has me maturing inside. Now with Jackie Vines serving me at her husband’s request and hopefuls like Becca Moran and Kismet Spencer I might just exceed anything my dad ever achieved. I just need my balls to grow.” He failed to mention Tawny’s mother Mitzi now owned by him as well. That would be a hard one to hide and likely break the daughter once she found out.
“Those balls fill up fast. I should know.”
“Yeah!” He offered a puzzled look. “They do, don’t they.” Watchtower ingredients in certain food and drink miraculously refueled the men of Nashville faster than should ever be possible. Science was certainly advancing! “I take vitamins.”
“Men in vitamin.”
“Again, you can’t spell worth shit.”
“HA! HA! Jesse?” She hugged him as he turned to face her. “I can’t live without you.”
“You could! You don’t have too though. Unless...”
“I don’t learn to obey you.”
“Now you earned an A+ on your term paper.” He palmed her face lifting her eyes to meet his. “You do whatever you want. The only time I will stop you is when I expect you by my side and at my feet. I call, I text, you drop everything and haul your ass home. No comply or if I determine you took your sweet time, I punish you in ways that might make you want to look for a new boyfriend. Is that clear whore of my dreams?”
“Yes! Punish me ... how?”
“Chastity belts here, here and here.” He jabbed her twat, her anus and her mouth. “Fed through a straw if need be. For how long depends on your procrastination.” Whoa! “You know going even ten hours without dick will drive you insane. I will however let you use your hands and feet.”
“Ten hours? Try two hours. I’ll obey. I swear! Test me if you need to.”
“Alright! At the party tonight. I’m locking you in your bedroom while I enjoy the other women. You will be tied to your bed unable to even touch yourself.”
“Noooo! I want to party with you.”
“Blindfolded!”
“Jesse!”
“Who?”
“I hate you ... Master!”
“Good! Until I lock you up you can do whatever you like.”
“Can Twyla show me how to be a stripper. I want her to get me a job at Cashanova. To help us pay bills.”
“Whatever!”
His idea was working perfectly. Now he might be able to bring her mother Mitzi over to party and never know she was right across the hall getting hammered. Evil Jesse, evil! “Let’s get moving. I have a lot to do today before Kismet and the furniture guys get here. Mom needs art supplies for her and Nadine. I’m going to have Bannon drop by while you and your cheer bitches move your stuff in. I need to talk to him about a few things.”
“Like what?”
“That’s for me to know. Mostly our new neighbors dropping by tonight. Daisy Quinlin and her husband.”
“I wanted to meet her man.”
“I bet you did. Nope! Oh! And make sure your cheer bitches follow my house rule when moving you in. No clothing inside the house even if only in here for three minutes. If they break that rule I take it out on you.”
“Ugh! You just want to see them all naked.”
“Arguing?”
“No! I’ll warn them. Come on Jesse, you know those skanks can’t keep their clothes on anyway.”
“Then you should be safe from punishment even before getting locked up.” Releasing her he shut the water off and opened the glass door. Stepping out he claimed a towel and dried off. Tossing it at her she used that same towel. Abandoning her to put on her face he set out finding his clothing of the day. Unlike the women he was allowed to wear clothing indoors. He had a crazy thought in stepping into his jeans.
“Crap! What if Aunt Diana and mom come over. My rule would be broken. I’ll need to explain that to them so maybe they won’t drop by. But again, I have seen Diana naked recently. She might actually abide by that rule. Mom, now, that would suck.” Nope! She was his only exception to the rule.
After donning jeans and a polo shirt he shot himself with cologne and put his shoes on. Wallet, keys, cell fully charged he was ready before Tawny even had her hair dried. Leaving her he went downstairs and grabbed a sandwich for the road along with an energy drink. “Damn! This HISSsss stuff packs a punch. Is it my imagination or am I getting a hard on again.” Touching his inseam he chuckled! “Vitamins in a can.” He WAS right after all!
His cellphone buzzing Jesse sat his can down and looked at the message. “It’s Twyla!” Twyla Parris, his much older slave and newest roommate. A basement prison with very few possessions allowed had become her new home. Also, she was his father’s former slave back before Jesse was even born. Not by much but a fact! Calling her back she answered while navigating her Jeep through traffic. Radio assist thanks to tech.
“I’m here master.”
“Where is here?”
“I stopped by Cashanova for a few minutes to discuss my schedule with Flossy Taggart. Now that I serve you I need to cut back my hours.”
“Just keep tonight open for the party. I’m not going to prevent you from earning money. If anything cut back at the Army Surplus.”
“You would rather I satisfy men than keep a normal job?”
“I AM your new normal job. If you want to work this morning for a few hours go for it. Also, Tawny did want you to train her some on the pole out back.”
“Or the one in my domain in the basement.”
“Right! Sunny day make the ginger sweat outside.”
“I can dance for three hours then and return home to work with her.”
“Sounds good! While you’re there ask Flossy if she would hire Tawny.”
“I will. She would only be able to do evenings, correct?”
“With school and sporting events yeah. I figure if she’s working there it will cut back on her fast food fetish at McRonald’s. Is her age a problem? She did just turn eighteen.”
“The way this city is going I wouldn’t be shocked to see fifteen year olds working there. Flossy ... might have people twisting her arm these days.”
“Wrong but who are we to interfere.”
“Exactly! I see a face I need to chat with. May I go master?”
“Who is that.”
“One of our bartenders who had a gig at Broncos last night. I want to ask her how it went. She has a heavenly voice.”
“Was she working that day dad and I came in?”
“I believe so. There was too much going on that day with the cops and dancing to pay much attention.”
“Right! Yeah, go ahead. I’ll see you when I slap your ass.”
“It awaits your attention Sir.”
“Big money customers await that bouncing bottom until then.”
“I am certain.” She laughed! “Have a good day, Master.”
“You too, Whore.”
“Mm! I am honored. Bye for now!”
Hanging up Twyla left her Jeep and hurried indoors. Bypassing the bouncer on duty, a gent by the name of Mort, his only day of the week on the schedule, she entered to a lively Saturday morning. At the bar was club owner Flossy Taggart who pretty much lived there these days. With her sat Natalie Grainger aka Nag. Coffee rather than booze shared, thanks to daytender Tyrone Collier an older black man they listened to Nag’s report. The girl looked seriously hung over.
“How did it go at Broncos?” Twyla hugged Nag from behind.
“Oh, hey! Morning! I was just filling Flossy in. I had a blast. Things got crazy but it went beyond expectations. I met ... a very handsome country singer by the name of Milo Maverick. He’s the next big thing to come out of Nashville. Broncos hired me as the new house band singer. The current band lost their singer so it was offered to me.”
“Awesome!”
“Did anyone tell you I also got studio time at Stampede Records? A nice man is paying for it. My connections are really moving fast all of a sudden.”
“Be careful what you wish for Nat.” Flossy reached over and patted her hand. “Some of these folks can get nasty. I tried to warn you yesterday.”
“I know! Thank you for looking out for me, but I’m a big girl now.”
“Says the 90 pound girl in leather and a Stetson.” Flossy chuckled! “You look like you’re ready to milk some cows.”
“I do not! I just like comfort. This coming from a woman who hires naked women to keep the lights on.”
“We have to be supportive of her decisions Floss.” Tyrone chimed in offering Twyla a cup of coffee. Accepted, the ladies continued without negativity. “We have your back Nag.”
“Thank you, Ty! Muah!” She blew him a kiss. “Now stop looking at my tits. I only bartend just like you.” He chuckled and stepped away waving over his shoulder. He knew to butt out. “Anyway! I might need to cut back my hours so the band can practice.”
“Whatever you need, Sweetie! Name that tune.”
“I love it here and I won’t abandon you, Flossy.”
“I’ve got faith in you. Now why are you here, Soldier Girl?” Flossy looked at Twyla.
“Well, I intended to say the same about cutting hours. My master just informed me that I didn’t need to do that here. I’ll just drop two days off of my parttime gig at the Surplus.”
“Good! I need dedication like you. Not to mention if my bouncers get overwhelmed I can sick you on the enemy. Guns blazing!” Twyla had a good laugh over that.
“I know I’m not scheduled but if you can use me, I’ll work three hours this morning. It looks like business is good even this early.”
“Yeah! Certain folks wanted me to start opening early. I might need to hire a few new skanks to fill out the roster. All of you gals are getting hammered so much you’re bound to burn out.”
“Not me! I love sex too much.” Twyla grinned! “I might have at least one applicant for you here soon. My master’s girlfriend wants to work here.”
“Jesse’s girl?”
“Yes! Her name is Tawny Martin. The only thing is she is still in high school and a cheerleader. Senior! Eighteen!”
“Normally I only hire 21 and up but even that is evolving thanks to...”
“You don’t need to finish that. I was just telling Jesse the same thing. She’s got a gorgeous figure and dare I say it, a sex drive that could rival even Boots Bailey.”
“Yeah, Pushin’ Boots lives here.”
“I have a photo of Tawny.” Twyla sat her purse down and retrieved her phone. Looking at a recent selfie taken with Tawny at home she shared it with Flossy and Nag.
“A ginger like Sonya, eh!” Sonya Rossi, another stripper in residence. The only redhead employed at the moment. “Yep! Money in the bank. Have Jesse bring her by for an interview. I’ll work her into a compatible schedule.”
“Give me a week to whip her into shape on the pole and share my experience.”
“Done! Wait! Where does she go to school?”
“Horton-Dexter!”
“So, this Tawny might know Mace Belmont. He’s trying to keep a low profile due to his aunt who is the school counsellor.”
“They know each other already.” Mace fucked her long ago! “I guess I need to meet this Mace myself.”
“Hung like a stallion. He’s going to go incognito to play it safe. He did a killer Robin and Batman routine with Dominic last night. They tore poor Jin Z up on stage playing Catwoman. DP!”
“Sounds fun! Have that on cam?”
“You know I do.”
“Disgracebook!” Tyrone returned with his own phone. “Nothing stays hidden long.” Playing it, Twyla and Nag were blown away by the Dynamic Duo and Jin Zellers squalling up a storm. The crowd was living a riots dream.
“Do I pay you to watch porn on your phone?”
“I’ll stop when you do, you old fossil.”
“Takes one to know one T-Rex with dentures.”
“On that note, let me go change.”
“Into what?” Flossy winced!
“My old Army helmet and a cigar.” Twyla laughed! “Time to whip the troops into shape.”
War was hell!
“There’s Tina! She and her sister Trisha are washing her mom and dad’s cars.”
“I can see that.” Jesse pulled his Mustang into the driveway of the Wiles Family. “Can’t miss the two-inch booty shorts and the bikini top up to her nipples.”
“So sexy! Oo! Tina should get hired at Cashanova with me. We can go in as the Booty System.” Tawny Martin snorted! “Buddy System! Get it?”
“Uh huh! Their dad lets Trisha wear that little at what 15?” Trisha tried to keep up with her older sister. At home at least, not in school. In school she tried to project herself as the normal sister. With the last name Wiles she was often referred to as MeanWILE! Without the H! In other worlds albeit ignored. “At least it’s a bikini and not skank wear.”
“Hey! You like me in skank wear.”
“Older!”
A toot of his horn Jesse waved at Tina, Trisha, and their dad Billy. Billy was supervising the girls letting them do the sponge work while he manned the hose. Laying out sunbathing in the front yard was Billy’s wife Heather, Heather was a hard body herself and leading her daughters by example. It was funny how she turned an old sandbox into a personal beach setting for anyone walking or driving by. Heather teased Jesse from a distance in flashing her 38Cs his way while Billy sprayed Trisha for laughs. “Damn! Mommy Wiles is fucking hot as hell in a Megan Fox kind of lay--way!” Thoughts only, yet Tawny read his mind.
“Mind out of the gutter.”
“Ginger out of the car.”
“Why? So you can call your secretary back?” Tawny teased him. While on the way over here the equally hot Becca Moran had called to fill Jesse in on she and her best friend Chelsea Adler’s handcuff situation. It was too funny! Master Manley ordered the cuffed besties to be on time for the party or be locked out. Nothing would stop Becca, not even her boss Jackie Vines being at that party. Becca was in love. Sadly, his romance card was full between Tawny and Kismet Spencer. Lucky man! Lucky Master! Fingers crossed he might own all of them.
“Get the fuck out.”
“See you at home later.” She quickly started to kiss him but he palmed her face blocking the smooch. Jesse then pointed at Heather and blew her a kiss. Heather caught it and ran her fingers beneath her bikini bottoms to rub her clit. “You still suck.”
“Hold up! Are you using Billy’s truck to move your things?”
“No! We got stuck with cars only. The other girls are meeting us at Robin’s and riding together. Robin tried getting Angus to use his dad’s truck but he drove it to Dakota McKellen’s party. Otherwise we’d all be in the bed of his truck flashing the world going by.”
“Isn’t that against the law?”
“POPO protected!” Tawny razzed him! “We get away with whatever we want. Well, I do at least. The other girls are still lagging behind in earning the perks.”
“Christ! I don’t even want to know.”
“Just ask Bannon. He can tell you.” Slipping out of the car she hurried up the driveway and ran right up to Billy and hugged him. While Bill was distracted Heather left her sandbox and made her way down the driveway. Hesitating before putting his car into reverse Jesse sat there until she arrived.
“Morning Jesse Manley.”
“Sup, Heather?”
“You I suspect. Troubles in paradise? Lip blocking Tawny!”
“Teaching her a lesson.”
“Oh, really? What did she do this time?”
“Don’t think you know me, Wiley Coyote.” Her eyes flared over the cute nickname. “I come from a long line of dominant men.”
“Hm! I do note a boost in confidence. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”
“Only because I dumped Tina three years ago.”
“Has it been that long?”
“Things change in that length of time. Billy is watching you.”
“Fuck, Billy! He lives at MaleStrom these days. If he can have his fun, so can I.”
“And talking to me is fun.”
“As I learn more, yes. Do tell!” While standing there she squirted lotion on her chest. It looked as if some guy had just jizzed on her. Jesse of course, did look as she peeled her top down and rolled the lotion over her nipple.
“No time! Put that tit away before Billy comes over and tries to open your combination safe.”
“Mm! You can try your hand at unlocking it.”
“Earn it!” Ballsy move!
“And how might I do that?” She was good at batting her lashes. “At this moment at least.”
“You can’t! Billy going to MaleStrom tonight? It is Saturday.”
“Probably! Why?”
“I’m throwing a party tonight if you want to sneak over.”
“An invite? Who else will be there?”
“Other whores just like you.” She took the comment with grace. “I hear Tina has a date tonight so no worry of her being there.”
“As if I worry about what Tina has to say. Trisha is going to spend the night at a friend’s house. I would be all by myself. Where is this party?”
“My new house. I just bought the Playboy Mansion.”
“And Tawny?”
“Locked in her new room and tied to her bed. I’m punishing her.”
“Punishing? For what?”
“For two years of hell. I’m making up for lost time. You can meet my slave, Twyla.”
“You have a slave?”
“Possibly a harem. I’m working on that.”
“And where would I fit into this evening?”
“Question should be who will be fitting inside your fucking whore ass cunt.”
“Wow! Big man now! I am actually impressed. I rather like how you talk to me.”
“Fair warning! Women are not allowed to wear clothing in my home. Leave your shit in your car and walk in with pride. If I see clothing, I’ll throw your sweet ass out.”
“Woof! I have to drop Trisha off later. I’ll follow Tawny and her friends to your house, so I know where to go.” It would not work out as planned, but Heather would certainly find the address. “Yes, I’ll bite. Make it worth my ... Wile.”