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tim had chosen to 'be an adult again' rather than sit in the corner in the diaper Ellen had made him wear until he 'used it.' In his new, awkward position, tim was not entirely sure he'd made the right choice. If he'd known what was coming up, he probably would have decided the entire weekend away in the cabin with Ellen was a bad decision.
tim was standing, legs spread far too wide for his comfort by a spreader bar, back parallel to the floor, with Ellen's crystal goblet of Dr Pepper balanced on his back. he had been warned not to let the goblet fall to the ground and break, or to allow any of the liquid inside it to spill. he was concentrating very hard on not losing his balance and waiting for Ellen to say or do something. Ellen was sitting casually next to him in a comfortable chair and occasionally taking her refreshment from his back and sipping before replacing it where it had been.
“The time has come,” Ellen said at last, breaking a fifteen minute silence, “to talk about your wife, timothy.”
tim gaped and focused very hard on not falling over. “m m m my wife? But i thought we weren't going to --”
“you thought wrong, timothy,” Ellen interrupted him. “We are going to discuss your wife. Why did you marry her?”
“Because i love her,” tim whispered. “i love her with all my heart.”
“And have you ever cheated on her, timothy?”
tim shook his head. “No, Ma'am, never. Never.”
Ellen laughed and prodded his cock with something. “Because no other woman would let you stick her with that pathetic little thing?”
he gulped, humiliated. “N n no, Ma'am. Because i love my wife.”
“But do you think that tiny little prick could ever please a woman?” Ellen prodded his dick again.
“N n no, Ma'am. i don't.”
“So, how do you please your wife?” Ellen's tone was cold and hard, and the steel in Her voice made his pathetic little prick stiffen.
“i.. um.. well... i...” tim stuttered and stammered, blushing fiercely. Talking about sexual matters had always embarrassed him. “i... i lick her, Ma'am.”
“you lick her?” Now Ellen's voice was positively frosty. “your wife is a lollipop or a tootsie roll, and you cover her with your spit?”
“No, Ma'am. i meant i... well... her... You know. i lick her... down there, and then she.. You know, orgasms.” tim was blushing crimson once again, and trembling slightly. Suddenly he felt moisture on his back and realized some of the soda had spilled from the goblet on his back.
Ellen took the goblet from his back and set it on the floor. “you 'lick her down there' and then she orgasms. And how do you know she orgasms and doesn't just fake it to get your tongue out of there?”
All at once, tim was deeply ashamed. “i.. i... i don't know Ma'am.”
“you are a slut, tim. And there is only one way for sluts to please a sexual partner. Do you know what that is?”
“No, Ma'am,” tim said, with a sinking feeling that he was about to find out.
“Well, mister 'i want to be an adult again,' it's time for some decidedly grown-up games.” With that, Ellen pulled tim into a standing position by pulling on his hair. She then helped him to shuffle very, very awkwardly over toward the bed, where She bent him over the bed. “We'll start by opening this up some...” And Ellen left him bent over the bed and went to the cabin's kitchen. tim whimpered and squirmed, scared and embarrassed. he did not want Her to do what he was pretty sure She was about to do. he was a man, after all, not some pansy.
In the kitchen, Ellen picked up a ginger root and returned to tim. She put on a latex glove, lightly lubed a finger, and slid Her finger into him. he pushed against it, but to no avail. She slapped his ass and still pushed in the finger. he yelped and began to beg that She not do this to him. She ignored his protests and worked the finger around, loosening him, then removed Her finger and slipped in the ginger root. he bucked against the foreign object inside him, so much thicker than the q-tips of the night before. Within moments the ginger root began to work its magic, warming him up from the inside.
“Please, please, Ma'am, take it out, please Mistress, please, i don't want --”
She stopped him with a sharp slap to his bottom. “Shut up, slut. I told you, there's only one way for a slut to please a sexual partner. And that's to be fucked. you couldn't fuck a mouse with that baby willy of yours, so you might as well learn now that all you're good for is to be fucked.” She landed another sharp slap to each of his thighs. “you wanted to belong to a strong Woman, timothy. you told Me so in those e-mails. you wanted to belong to a strict, strong Woman who could control you. Well, slut, now you find out what that means.”
tim was trembling, quaking, very nearly pissing himself. he squirmed against the feeling of hot fullness in his backside. he whimpered and tried to keep himself from crying. Somewhere inside him, his manhood was baring its teeth and insisting that he not comply with this, that it was too much, that he was still a man, dammit-all-to-hell. But he couldn't fight it, because now, She was shackling his wrists, and the chains on the shackles were wrapped and padlocked around the far bedposts. he still protested in his head, but his mouth was forced to give up as She pushed a thick dildo into it. Then She was moving the fake cock in his mouth, in and out. “tim is a cocksucker. tim is a pansy ass faggot cocksucker cum-drinker. tim is a slutty little boy-whore. Oh, tim, suck it good, you know you like it, you faggot pussy,” She intoned, fucking his mouth with the dildo while the ginger burned inside his butt. Her other hand was down at his groin, lightly touching his little cock. “I can feel how much you like this, tim, you cocksucking bitch. you've done this before, haven't you, licked a guy 'down there,' drank his cum, begged for more...”
tim tried to shake his head no. he was deeply ashamed and humiliated, and he started to cry. he didn't want to be queer, but he was getting hard while she pumped this large fake dick in and out of his mouth. he wanted her to stop more than anything, even more than he'd wanted her to take the diaper off him previously.
Without warning, She shoved the dildo in to touch the back of his throat, and then popped the ginger out of his backside. Then, She showed him Her strap-on dildo. It really wasn't huge, since She knew it was his first time, but even the moderately sized dildo made his own prick look infantile in comparison. She rubbed Her Cock against his face, then lubed it obscenely in front of his eyes. Then, She took the dildo from his mouth and stepped behind him.
“No, no, noooooooooo please Ma'am, please not that, no no no not that, no, no, nooooooo, please, i can't, no no no noooooo!” he begged frantically, pulling against his shackles. he had no hope, of course, and whether he liked it or not, he was about to be fucked up the ass. Still, he fought against it, clamped his butt cheeks together as tight as he could with his legs forced apart by the spreader bar. Then, he felt Her hand slapping his ass, much much harder than it had before. She was laughing and enjoying his resistance as well as his yelps and little hops. And suddenly, while he felt fresh sharp slaps against his thighs, he also felt her begin to push Her Cock into his vulnerable hole.
“Noooooooooooo!” he howled, frantically squirming his hips back and forth. But She just kept entering him, slowly, filling him. he started to cry, and She laughed. She laughed as She forced him despite his crying and begging. She felt Her own power and exalted in it. When She had completely entered him, She pulled back slowly, then pressed back in, just as slowly. As he wept, She was fucking his ass, slowly, slowly, mind-bendingly slowly.
he felt Her press in and then ease out, time after time, for hours, it seemed like. And slowly something in him built up, and his pleading and begging began to be interspersed with a quiet, shameful moaning. “Please, Ma'am, please, please, please Mistress, please (oohhh) stop. Please stop, Mistress. Please, i beg you, i don't like this, i don't want this, You're raping me, please don't (oohhhh) do this any more. Mistress, please, i beg you, stop, stop, sto(ohhhhh)pp, please, “
She began to pick up the pace, gradually. “my Lady, Mistress, Goddess, please, i do(oooohhh)n't like this, it's not, please, don't, i can't, i can't han han han (ohhhh! ohhhh!) handle this and please Mistress just stop just don't no no no(ohhhhh!) more.” And She fucked him just a little harder and deeper. “You can't do this please and i i (ohhhhh) please no more just a little (faster) stop please, i don't like this and it's not right and (ohhhh faster!) no no no i didn't mean that, no please, don't don't, i can't, You can't, please (ohhhhh my God, please, harder!)”
She began then to fuck him in earnest, feeling Her power as She thrust deeply into his boy-cunt and fucked him far harder than he had ever fucked his wife. “No this isn't right i'm not a fairy please ohhhh please ohhhhh Mistress (no, no, no more, please for the love of) ohhhhhh! harder faster, Mistress, please, please, Ma'am, oh yes, please, fuck me, fuck me, ohhhhh! fuck me harder, Ma'am, please, oh God, please (no no stop stop no) oh my God, yes, yes, please!” he pushed back against Her Cock, still weeping shamefully, and then heard Her hissing in his ear.
“Oh, now the slut's true colors come out. you like it! you want it! you want to be fucked like a bitch in heat! Oh, you pathetic fucking loser, you like this, you want more of it, don't you? Don't you? you want it, don't you?”
“Oh, God, yes, Ma'am, please! Fuck me! Fuck me! i am Your toy! Please, please, fuck me harder, faster, harder, faster, oh, God, oh God!” he was humping the bed as well as he could then, realizing how foolish and weak he must look. And then, as he was wanting it more than anything, She pulled out of him, leaving him empty. he howled with frustrated lust, and began to beg without being asked, “Please, please, oh, please, Mistress, don't stop, please, fuck me, fuck me, please, fuck Your slut!”
She laughed a wicked laugh. “Ahh, but you spilled some of the Dr. Pepper, bitch. And for that you must be punished.”
he turned pale and stopped humping the bed. “P p p p punished, Ma'am?” Her punishments were not fun and left him feeling humiliated but not horny.
She unshackled his hands and then unshackled his ankles from the spreader bar. “Yes, punished, bitch. Punished like only a true whore like you can be punished.” Then She took a carefully measured rope and tied his wrists together in such a way that the had play to move down, but could not quite reach his tiny little pee-pee. She then ordered him to stand with his back against the wall and to watch Her closely. Then, She took the dildo from Her strap-on harness, and replaced it with a much larger, clean one. She began to stroke the 10 inch long, 2.5 inch thick Cock lewdly, torturing him. “Mmm, it feels sooo good to rub My Cock. Ohhh, yes, I'm sure that faggot against the wall wish he could touch his little pansy wee-wee. Or that I would reach out and give it a stroke or two so he'd explode all over himself. Wouldn't you, boy-whore?”
tim moaned, trying desperately to reach his penis. “Yes, Ma'am. Please, oh, God, please, Ma'am.”
She continued to stroke and caress Her Cock, moaning softly, obscenely. tim's little willy stiffened more, but he still couldn't quite reach it. he began to futilely hump the air in front of him. She laughed at him. “Oh, the faggot likes to watch when Someone masturbates their Cock. you are a sick little perv. Does your wife know? Does your wife know you're just a cumsucking little faggot pervert?”
tim whimpered and nodded slowly. “Yes, Ma'am, i suppose She does. i suppose She does now.” he continued to mindlessly fuck at the empty space in front of himself. he wanted relief so badly now...
“Do you want to cum, slut? Do you want to cum?” She asked him, stepping closer to him with Her large Cock.
“Oh, yes, please, Ma'am, please let me cum,” he begged.
“Kneel.” And he was down on his knees in an instant. “Kiss.” And he was kissing Her monstrous Cock all over, from the head down the shaft to the realistic balls. “Suck.” And he opened his mouth and took Her Cock into it, and began to give Her head like a ten-dollar whore. he sucked and licked and did everything he could think of to please Her. She pulled Her Cock from his mouth after 10 minutes and said, “What would you do to be allowed to cum?”
“Oh, Ma'am. i'd do anything, anything, i swear.”
“Those are very dangerous words, cunt,” She replied without a trace of humor. She then turned him around so he faced the wall and rapidly pushed the larger, thicker Cock into him. he howled with pain, and She fucked his ass very roughly and painfully, banging his swollen weenie against the wall with every thrust. he wept again, feeling completely invaded and violated, this time without a hint of pleasure. After just a few dozen thrusts, She came, shuddering violently against him and biting his shoulder so hard it drew blood. She then released Her Cock from the harness, leaving it deep inside him, and lay down on the bed for a nap. tim collapsed against the wall, weeping pathetically, broken again, and it was only after at least 20 minutes that he realized She still hadn't let him cum...
To Be Continued...
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