Episode 440: TEMPUS FUGITive

7:50 AM! The home of Kelly Herbert! Right behind the McKellen’s!

Kelly tried to nap after her Lafayette Field gangbang but there was more tossing and turning than actual slumber. Troubled by the situation she had allowed herself to get involved with she could only daze off instead of doze off. Knox Hardecker had her in such a dilemma she had no clue how to escape it. In telling her master Dominic Black she was obeying Knox without his permission, knowing he forbid her to ever touch the rebel young man, she made her crypt.

Knox had figured out how best to navigate Dom’s orders and she fell for it. Not that she didn’t enjoy her situation by entertaining all of his friends, something Dominic never did, Kelly was beginning to feel her own betrayal. Losing Dominic would kill her. He was the best thing to ever happen to her, he paid her every bill and let her remain at home instead of working any 9 to 5 job. What man does that?

Although there were drawbacks in her perfect captivity, her son Travis despised the bodybuilder for making his mom such a mindless whore. Well, mindless when Dom was around. She could be herself when he was away. Always submissive Kelly Marie, like Josie McKellen began her sex life at a very young age. Unknown to everybody around her she endured her very own father from age 15 onward until she met Trav’s dad. Pregnant at 17 baby Perbert was born by 18.

Her mother never knew that her mate was abusing Kelly. Not so much abuse, Kelly rather liked his late night hostile takeovers. Nowadays her parents had very little to do with she and Travis. It was probably better that way. Birthday acknowledgments at best. Like now! A birthday card with money in it for Travis was on her bedside stand. Too bad they couldn’t have given it to their grandson in person.

Rolling onto her tummy Kelly let out a deafening sigh. She knew she needed to get up and get ready for the McKellen birthday bash. Their kindness in sharing the big event with Travis this day was important. Add in the fact that Travis was the boyfriend to Sable McKellen. Trav was excited to be included. Not only that, but he would get to finally make love to Sable. While he was fully invested in losing his virginity to Sable, that fantasy was squashed by Knox Hardecker and his allies at Lafayette.

Taping he and the cutesy nerd Megan Love together inside the Bad Bird mascot suit Travis had no choice but to fuck the girl. Even when he resisted he failed due to assholes jumping up and down on him while lying atop Meg. His dick at first was outside her vulva but in walking around it slipped inside. From that point on it never left her vagina. Matters worse but not even knowing it, Knox Hardecker literally fucked Kelly on top of Travis and Meg. Megan loved it. Trav did, but hated himself for ruining what Sable should have been gifted. If he only knew!

Well, technically he did see Sable first hand. Sable and her sister had devilishly switched identities right in front of a miserable Travis in the Lafayette showers. In the torrent and gloom, Custer Martini took Sable’s virginity, only Trav thought she was Dakota. Evil bitches!

At the time even Custer gave into his urges. The redneck boy liked Travis and resisted for as long as he could. Sable’s determination won him over. Sorry Trav! She worshipped that big dick and fucked Custer hard while Travis watched. The poor sucker was clueless as he was held by Dakota portraying a more reserved Sable. The twins got a kick out of it all at Perbert’s expense.

To top it all off Trav watched Sable on the school bus riding both Custer and Corey Samson. Dakota remaining with Travis as a comforting Sable had the last laugh. She encouraged a very needy Megan Love to give Travis a birthday blowjob to top off her evening. Travis was mind blown and reeling in guilt. Guilt that Dakota played off of.

She set her sissy up to get laid again as an agreement for allowing Meg to continue torturing him. Travis was so messed up! Trauma and ecstasy at every turn. Yet, Sable, Dakota both, let on that she was not mad, that he and Meg could not help what the assholes did to them at Lafayette. Any other relationship it might have been different.

In Sable’s case she needed to keep Travis happy just to remain close to Dominic Black. Her fantasy of the gargantuan bodybuilder claiming her as his newest slave kept her lying right and left to get what she wanted. Even today her deception would fuck with Travis just to get whatever she wanted. She adored the boy, just not enough to ever be faithful. She was her mother’s kid! With Dominic offering her a chance Sable had to prove to him that she was dead serious. Dominic himself played everything one step at a time. He had his own worries.

By messing with Sable, Dom faced the wrath of her father Henry. Not that Henry could do any harm, he was playing with Kelly as her Passion Master as well as fucking Dom’s sister Serafina. Henry was very little worry in the end but a friendship was there, even if Dom truly did not know how to keep a friend. He was always the loner.

Privacy meant focus! Of late, he was trying to be more loving but his life never allotted for such emotions. His father was a Demon Dom! Meaning a dominate with zero mercy. All six of his sons were raised to be merciless. Their lone sister Sera suffered for it until Dominic rescued her and moved her to Nashville. Grooming her, Sera became a brand new beast on her own.

At any rate, everyone had a role to play. Even Travis had secrets from Sable which included his teacher Chandra Mahkarti. While she originally admitted her own perversions, her life quickly became entangled in a blackmail scheme. Her future was going to be abused for years to come thanks to Dillon Kirkpatrick. Moreover, others had their sights on the Hindi beauty. Today alone, she would face her greatest challenges to date. Hiding his crush on Chandra from Sable was not easy, too bad she already knew. She simply did not let on what she was aware of. Whatever! Enough!

Outdoors, Dominic Black pulled up in front of Kelly’s house and shut the engine off. Dodge Ram heaven, he sat there staring at the home as if tense. Today being a celebration for the punk kid had him sighing more than ever. He had made the effort to show Travis he wasn’t all bad. Still, it was never in his nature to let his emotions lead his dominance. The last two weeks he gave it his best shot slipping in a bit of passion where he thought it could apply. Kelly was receptive but also rejected it because she knew that was not her true Master.

Then came along Henry McKellen who took the time to try and understand Dom. A tentative friendship led Dom into giving Henry a few pointers to match the man’s own. Allowing Henry to become Kelly’s passion master rather than her dominance owner was a good start. She obeyed both men thanks to Dominic’s command. Did he regret doing that? Mixed opinion!

“Lets get this shit over with.”

Abandoning his cab Dom locked up and started around the back bumper when he heard music. Too early for heavy metal he knew exactly where it was coming from. Up on his large deck like balcony neighbor Knox Hardecker was on his cellphone and smoking. Flipping Dom off seemed like a morning ritual. Listening to Knox it was obvious that he was talking to his dad Winslow whom had gone out of town to Memphis. Hearing Knox mention Svetlana Goboldsky by Svetty perked him up. Oddly enough, Dom actually liked the mad Russian even if he suspected that she was using Winslow. Why not! His money was just as green as that belonging to her audience at Cashanova.

Ignoring the raven up on his tree branch Dom headed on indoors, the front door left unlocked for him. Entering to dead silence the bodybuilder started for the staircase going up then paused. Something made him hold back and venture into the kitchen. Nothing in particular he did stop at the refrigerator and open it. A bottled water snatched up he closed the door and downed the hatch.

Stepping to the back door he looked out over the McKellen backyard at the three tents he helped erect yesterday. He knew those tents were going to be party central come nightfall. Smirking over it he strangely lifted his water bottle and looked at the label. “tHIrSty! Never heard of it before. I do like the letters emphasizing HIS in it. Bet that’s why Kel bought it at the store. She’s always looking for ways to honor me.”

Half empty he sat the rest on the counter and stretched vividly. Looking out that back door he witnessed the McKellen twins out in the yard next to their home whispering. Both in overly short dresses Dom growled and patted his inseam. “Baby McKellen, whichever one is her, is looking sexy as fuck today. I reckon it IS their birthday so why not. Nothing new really! That big RV must be the grandparents.” He noticed the girls walk over to Noah’s Ark and play with the family cat in its pop out kennel over the back bumper of the RV. From there they were joined by an older man whom the girls hugged. “And there’s Gramps!”

Having had enough spying Dom left the kitchen and went upstairs. Finding Kelly’s bedroom door wide open and she lying on her bed naked and half asleep he leaned on the frame to absorb his luck. “Kel is a mighty fine woman. She’s lucky to have me.” Ego much! A glance up at the window above her headboard he spotted Knox looking in. Not that Dom cared, he knew Knox had seen Kelly a million times, including when Dom himself destroyed her holes in the perfect porno. Dom didn’t give a shit one way or another. As long as Knox stayed the fuck away from his whore as he instructed. Yeah, right! What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt Knox. Dom trusted his slave. Bad move!