Chapter 12

That time would come faster than either of them imagined. Only a few short moments after Tommy showed her the true power of the Hitachi Wand, she had reached the end of her endurance. “OH FUCK, TOMMY! OH, I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM!” she cried out unable to stem the rising tide inside her.

Just as Tommy felt her pussy begin to clench in readiness for her orgasm, he pulled the Wand away and gave her ass a hard smack. “Don’t you dare cum without permission slut! I’m not ready for you to cum yet!” he said sternly in a loud voice.

“OWW! Yes Sir!” she cried out. But it worked to stop her orgasm from advancing. Tommy continued fucking her without the vibrator and her moans and cries returned to the level they were before. He kept thrusting in and out of her fucking her as hard as ever while Diane moaned and writhed under him. His battering ram-style fucking was everything she had heard it was from her mother’s regaling and now she was the willing victim of the assault.

But it was taking its toll on her. Diane was panting like a dog on a hot day and sweat shone off her skin. Her pussy was slobbering and her legs shook with the effort of holding her up. Tommy took note of her condition and with her calmed down just a bit from the Wand’s effects it was time to re-employ it.

“Oh God no!” she cried as she heard the click of the machine coming to life again, followed immediately by an “OHH FUCK, TOMMEEE! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” as she felt the vibrations shaking her to the center again.

Once again she struggled to fight the device or get away from it, and once again all she got for her efforts was more tired. It was no use – Tommy was too strong for the young girl to escape from, and the machine was too powerful to ignore.

“Oh God Tommy, please, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum so hard ... please make me cum! Please Sir, please make me cum! Oh God please!” she cried as she struggled vainly.

“Not yet, slut. Don’t you cum just yet,” he said. This time Tommy didn’t pull the vibrator away, he only lessened the vibrations a level. Which to Diane didn’t make much difference, it was still too powerful for her to deal with much longer. But she didn’t want to disobey Tommy and cum without his permission – she wasn’t sure what he would do to her if she did.

She was in a desperate battle against her own body. She wanted so much to cum and get the relief her body was screaming for. Yet she didn’t want to disobey Tommy and fail at this test. She had been the one to come to him and ask to be his slut, his cockwhore. And she wanted more than anything to show herself worthy. But it was sooo hard...

“Oh please, Tommy! Please, I need to cum! Please make me cum ... please. I’ll do anything you want, I swear! Please, please make me cum – I can’t take this much longer. I’m trying to be good, but I can’t ... Please, Sir, please make your slutwhore cum!” she begged him with all the sincerity she had.

Knowing she was going to cum soon with or without his permission, and not wanting her to disobey him and get in trouble, he decided that he would go ahead and make her cum. “Okay slut I’ll make you cum, but I’m going to hold you to that promise!” he said.

“Anything, Sir, just please...” she said about to bust wide open.

“Then CUM WHORE ... CUM FOR ME!” he said loudly.

“OHHHFFUUUCKKKMMMEEE! OHHH GAAAWWD!” she screamed as her floodgates opened. And Diane joined her mother in The Squirter’s Club! She spewed out her juices half the length of the bed soaking the sheets and Tommy as well as getting her own legs drenched.

After the first huge jet of pussy juice, he shoved the vibrator back into her pussy holding it there and building up the pressure of her orgasm behind it. Releasing it brought another torrent from her with another scream of relief. Once more he shoved the vibrator in her, this time strumming her clit as well, building up the pressure until she nearly passed out before releasing it.

Diane gave a gut-wrenching scream as the pressure was suddenly released and fell face first onto the bed, unable to hold herself up any longer. Her juices were still trickling from her as Tommy got on top and shoved his cock back into her.

Diane could only moan a response when Tommy resumed fucking her with all the power and savagery he used before the Wand. He grabbed a handful of her sweat-matted hair and held her face deep in the mattress as he fucked her. He fucked his sister angrily, almost hatefully, as she moaned and whimpered under his onslaught.

Although Diane couldn’t say anything – her tattered mind couldn’t form words any longer – he felt her pussy walls begin to convulse again and he knew she was close to another massive orgasm. He pulled out once more to put the Wand back to work ... with the same devastating results.

Diane found her voice just in time to scream again as her dam broke and another series of blasts erupted from her molten core. And like before, Tommy used the Wand to plug her entrance and build up the pressure behind it until he pulled away, the sudden release causing her to scream out.

Tommy Walker was a man of his word. If he said he was going to do something, he did it. And so after Diane’s second massive orgasm, he rolled her onto her back and got on top of her again. He had promised her he would fuck her a third time and until she was in a delirious, semi-conscience, fucked senseless state. And he meant every word.

So once Diane was on her back, he threw her quivering wet-noodle legs apart and aimed for her leaking pussy once more. Diane could only grunt now as the force of his thrust pushed the air from her lungs. He fucked her with the same fuck-a-hole-in-her ferocity as always, although she couldn’t even moan in protest now.

But the cumulative effect of his work on her and his mother was taking its toll on him and he could feel his own end quickly approaching. He fucked her harder, determined to make her cum once more before he was through. And as sensitive as she was now, that would not be difficult.

Sensing she was approaching her third and last orgasm, he grabbed her throat and leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Now my pretty little whore, I’m going to cum. But when I do, I will own you, understand? You will be mine and only mine to do with as I please. You promised me anything if I made you cum and anything is exactly what I will have. You belong to me now, totally and completely. My slut, my whore.”

And with that, he raised back up keeping hold of her throat and gave a huge thrust holding himself there as he blasted her insides with his hot sticky cum. His orgasm triggered her own and she bucked and pitched as this last time she was able to move a bit easier. Diane added what little juice she had left to his mixing them together in her washing machine pussy before expelling them as a milky white discharge around his still-pistoning cock.

Once the fury of his orgasm was over, Tommy collapsed onto his sister rolling off so she could breathe too. They lay together, each one gasping for breath as they fought to recover. Carol, who had recovered and was watching the two of them crawled over to lay on the other side of Tommy. She laid a hand on his stomach lightly and snuggled up close to her son, her Sir.

It was just after noon the next day when Jenny came home. “Oh Mom, I had the most wonderful time!” she said excitedly. She began to recount her adventures in Corpus Cristi while her Mom did some laundry.

“Oh the Hawthorne’s timeshare was amazing too ... so beautiful and it had a hot tub in the back deck ... Becky and I soaked in the hot tub several times! My bed there was so soft and so big – I felt like a princess laying in it!” she said going on and on about her trip. Carol just smiled and listened to her talk a mile a minute about her time there. If she only knew the adventures going on here! Carol thought to herself.

“It sounds like you had a good time, honey, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself,” Carol said when she could get a word in edgewise.

“Oh I did, Mom, and Becky and I are best friends now!” Jenny said.

“I hope you didn’t give the Hawthornes any trouble,” she said.

“Oh no, Mom! There was one day when it was raining and we couldn’t go to the beach, but Becky’s Mom took us to Corpus Cristi for the day. We went shopping and went out to eat at this great little place that served seafood. It was a lot of fun too!” she said.

Jenny talked about her trip for the rest of the evening. Everyone tried to show interest in her trip and everyone listened to her but secretly they were all wondering what would happen to their new relationship with each other now that Jenny was home.

But as Spring Break ended and Jenny had to return to school things settled back into something of a routine again. Carol and Tommy and Diane found ways here and there to spend time together, usually at his home so they could have some privacy and keep things away from Jenny’s innocent ears. Jenny got back into the school routine and with her new best friend Becky Hawthorne, she seemed happy.

That is until one day when Jenny came home from school crying her eyes out. Carol was home, having the day off, and was doing the dishes when she heard Jenny come in and run straight to her room slamming the door. Her mother’s instinct told her something was amiss so she dried her hands and went in to see what all the commotion was about.

“Jenny? What’s wrong honey?” she said when she opened her daughter’s door. She’d heard the crying even through the door and now she saw Jenny laying on her bed sobbing uncontrollably.

“Oh Mom it’s just awful!” she howled.

“What? What is honey?” Carol said.

“Jimmy ... Nichols ... broke up ... with me!” she said between sobs.

“What? Why honey? I thought you two were doing good!”

“I thought so too,” Jenny said trying to calm herself down enough to talk, “But when I got to school this morning there was a note on my locker from him. He said he wanted to break up ... that he found someone else. When I caught up to him and asked him what was happening, he said he wanted to break up so he could take Becky Anderson to the Prom instead of me!”

“Oh, sweetheart! Oh, I’m so sorry baby!” she took Jenny in her arms and held her rocking her slowly as Jenny broke down crying all over again.

The pair sat there in her bedroom, Jenny crying and Carol trying to comfort her, for some time. When Diane came home from work, she found them in the bedroom still and while Jenny was all cried out by now, Diane could still tell something was wrong.

“What’s going on? What’s wrong, why is Jenny crying?” Diane asked concerned about her little sister.

“Jimmy Nichols broke up with her. He wrote her a note telling her he wanted to break up with her and when she asked him about it, he said he wanted to take another girl to the Prom instead of Jenny,” Carol explained.

“Oh my God! Jenny, oh I’m so sorry!” Diane said immediately coming to her sister’s side.