Donna 

                              Chapter 1 Donna Takes Charge

                                            by roccodadom44

                                                       roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

DISCLAIMER  this story is fiction. I did once let a woman and son live wth me, with horrible results. But it was mostly financial shit, her stealing from me, that ended things. I did have fantasies of me and him, but never acted on them, and did get to briefly see him boff a few teenagers, by accident, his door never stayed closed, go figure. So please dont tell me Im sick, I have a great boring full life, and my fantasies are that, the musings of a free mind. nuff said.

   I asked for it, so no sense in whining now. You see, I was one of those guys with a little dick, who turned that shortcoming into the whole focus of my life. My first two marriages ended in divorce, the first because of money problems, though my lack of size sure helped as she told me after the divorce that I never satisfied her. The second, we delved into the cuckold lifestyle, and yeah, she ran off with a bull, go figure. She also gave me a real taste of how much I loved to be humiliated because by the end of our marriage, wife number two really hated me, and made things nasty for me. I still masturbate to some of her slights at me, so I was aware of my addiction to abuse.

 

     I was pretty convinced that living alone was the way to go for me. I had a great job at a machine shop, twenty five dollars an hour, plus benefits, house was paid off, no bills, and I had my free time to myself. I was bored, yes, but I was safe, and that meant something, for Christ sake. And for five years I held to that mantra, no dates, unless they were escorts, and those thieving, dull whores did not do it for me, it was all so boring, so I gave it up. I would have a few drinks in a local bar, and then head home, stroke myself off, thinking always of being humiliated and worse, and fall into another boring sleep. That is not to say I did not notice the hot women around me or desire them, I was just convinced that it would end like my other relationships had, with me depressed and heartbroken, who needs that shit, apparently I did.

    When she sat next to me my first thought was, wow, she has beautiful eyes, that deep blue that draws you in, like the carribean sea. She could talk, she was funny, I mean naturally funny, not drunk funny or trying to hard, funny, she made you want to laugh with her. Her skin was so white and the freckles accented that whiteness. Her hair was light red, and full, it seemed to swing in slow motion whenever she turned her head, but I could be overremembering. It was weird how easily she got me to open up, how comfortable it was to just talk to her. I noticed her beauty, sure it was hard not to, She wore nice, but conservative clothes, silk blouse, skirt to her knees, but she exuded, for a want of a better term, slutpigness, if that is a word. She was the girl every other girl hated on principal, because she could not help looking hot in a sexual way, it was impossible for guys not to ogle her, it was all biological.

   Donna, that was her name, divorced with a sixteen year old son, told me her history and it did not scare me, her ex was a drunk, did not pay child support and had no real contact with his son. She was renting an apartment with her son and working at a real estate office as a secretary.  Seemed about the same story of most of America. I did wondered why she was drinking alone, but some questions you do not ask, and I always drank alone, so what the fuck. As the drinks came she got me to tell her my story, I being insecure, had to impress upon her how my house was paid off, that I had money saved. Who tells a cunt at the bar that shit, unless they are lying or stupid, I was not lying. I noticed, but did not consider, the way her sexy eyes lit up at my telling her about my money. I was never that good at the obvious, so when she asked me to go out some time, I was all in. I bought the sweetness, the easy laughter, the feigned interest in my life, though, somewhere inside me, deep, I knew I also just bought a bundle of sour.

    The date with Donna was good, we talked and laughed over a nice dinner at my favorite grill, and I was starting to let my defence down. Maybe this girl will be different, she was, I was just to stupid to understand that my date was looking for a mark, someone to solve her money and living problems. But, oh no, I was eating out of her hand by the end of our meal, she had that half smile, I interpreted as happiness, but turned out to be satisfaction at reeling me in. Back at my house, she was impressed by my home, I loved old things and had gotten quite a collection together, some expensive, most just high end reproductions. That she remarked on the extra bedroom, set off no warning signals, probably because I was staring at her fat tits, inside her green silk blouse, the nipples poked through her bra, on several occasions,  I was thinking only with the little fella.

  She tasted good, her whole body tasted good. Starting out tenatively, I soon was running my tongue all over her made to slut nude body. Her breasts were fat and heavy, with minimal sagging, the nipples were pink and perfect. She carried about ten extra pounds, but as she told me, she went to the gym regularly, so her flesh, though soft, was taut. Buttocks are so yes or no. Either a girl has a nice ass or she does not, and Donna did. Wow, it was round, firm, yet soft, and so,so, smooth, running my tongue over it was extremely satisfying. Thighs can be so sexy, the way they led into her cunt, tight, yet soft, they screamed lick me, and I did. Her cunt was spectacular,  I did not usually notice what a cunt looked like, but hers was fine. She had shaved from her clit to her ass, and her cunt lips were fat, pink, and perfectly formed. Above her clit, Donna had shaved her pubic hair into a heart shape, it was so erotic, that sexy red pubic hair, wow.

  Her cunt tasted like piss and I love that. She came while I ate her, that really made me happy. That took the pressure off my sexual performance, or lack there of. She had already gotten hers, so now I could climb on and let my little penis poke around. She had other ideas, as she slowly sucked my cock hard, and she stopped when it was hard, and she looked at it closely, all three inches. I felt like I was gonna cry, that feeling of agony, she was going to comment on my lack of size. The pain of my cock, throbbing and leaking precum at the potential humiliation coming my way, the part of me that shuddered at the hopelessness of trying to ever please a woman, were clashing. I wanted to just tell her to leave and accept that I should never try this shit, again.

  I did cry, not at her cruelty, but rather at the tender way she explained that she did not mind that I was little, she loved oral sex, and she stressed that she put more value in how a guy treated her outside the bedroom. Looking into my wanting to believe eyes, she told me "do not worry, I have a good feeling about us, like we were made for each other,  we can have lots of fun in the bedroom, just you wait and see." There, that kind of smug grin, I hoped her idea of fun in the bedroom included me. It did, though not quite the way I intended. My penis needed release, and as she was talking to me, she was mindlessly running her finger over my tiny penis, and I came.You need to know that for whatever reason my load of cum is always tiny, a couple of little spurts. My second wife maintained it was because my balls were so small, but whatever, there I was with a couple of little puddles of juice dripping down my under sized cock.

  It was so fucking embarrassing, I could of died, she laughed, and then said, "Wow you really are a fast draw," I was sputtering "Its just that I am so excited to be with you." She did not buy it, but to her credit she spent the next hour talking to me about my short comings, some of it was brutal, like when she told me, point blank, I would never satisfy her cunt with my pecker. To have someone take the time to lay out a roadmap of how sex could work between us was novel, but it was also scary, she was stating as a fact, I was inferior, that put me below her, though I did not figure that out at the time. She did let me put my cock in her,  I had a great little spurt, after about twenty thrusts,  she seemed amused at my patheticness, I had a small willy,  I had no sense of rhythm, I was not born to fuck, or dance for that matter.

  After she left I was on the emotional roller caster, elated that we were going to out again, petrified that this could get serious. I did not want to be a three time loser at marriage, but I also knew that Donna was looking for that, I did at least sense that, so I was not completely senseless, so there. It is kind of weird how life just moves on, and I seemed to be just swept up in it, like I had no choice. Within three months we had a routine, me and Donna. We would go out to a bar three nights a week and she would sing Karoake, and I would beam with pride, that she was with me. On those night we never had sex, only made out and she would let me feel her tits, something I could do for hours.

      She would use this time to tell me about her past sexcapades, and that is what they were. She admitted that she loved sex, and again, why I did not see the warning signs in that,Wow, I could not fuck and she could not live without fucking, that is great. I looked at her in a new light, not as a slut, though she was definitely of that persuasion. Just sitting in the car, her talking, I would curl up next to her, and play with her fat tits, that she had exposed for me to enjoy. Because I was already so in love with her, so desperate on some level, for a woman to accept me sexually that I started to worship her, for all the wrong reasons, I let my tiny pecker lead the way, and something that small and troubled should never lead nothing, especially my life.

    I started to tell her my fantasies of submission and humiliation,  she needed little direction in telling me really nasty thing she would like to do to me, never considering if she was really wanting to do that shit, she touched all the spots, she was good at giving talk. The night that she reached down and rubbed my crotch, through my jeans, I came and she just sighed "do not worry baby we are going to have lots of sex," I think I heard the little mocking tone in her sweet voice, but chalked it up to paranoia, and it was another level of our relationship. She accepted that I was a little dick premature cummer,  I was so fucking grateful that I would over look her short comings that were starting to  be exposed.

     She had not been completely level with me it seemed. She was on long term disability, from some obscure shoulder injury, it was ending soon,  the company she worked for was not taking her back. She was behind on her rent and car payments, of course she told me this while I was lost exploring her awesome tits, so I voluntarily agreed to give her three thousand dollars to catch up. What kind of loser just gives money to someone like that. Most people assume the person will screw them, not I, or rather I never considered it. She did such a great job pretending she could not take the money, it would be like prostitution, she equated it. So when she brought up the however if we were a full time couple line, she would feel better, I gave in, with out really thinking it through, story of my life.

   It was fast and furious, the way she had things her way before even moving in. At first she was incredible to me, buying little presents, running errands for me, meeting me at my work for lunch, and blowing me in her car, showing up at my house and cleaning and cooking dinner, she could cook. singing songs to me at karaoke.  Always giving me wild sex, and always getting more dominant, a little at a time. She worked in the humiliation she knew I needed, not to much, like she was testing my limits, and she was.I always enjoyed massaging women, as if I knew it was the only way I was gonna give them pleasure. Donna loved to be stroked, so I would spend a night just massaging her while we watched tv, usually what she wanted. I did not care, I could go into a trance caressing her hot skin.

      The night she took a shower at my house and came out with wet hair, and her brush, was so cool. She sat in my recliner and watched her show, while I stood and brushed her sexy flaming hair, hard as hell the whole time. It was strange, even for a pervert like me, to derive so much pleasure from this, but I was ready to explode, and there was a big precum stain on my pants, that Donna definitely noticed, to my shame and excitement.  "I am going to have to let you brush my hair more often" she winked, the smile, I saw it again, she likes me submissive, she wants me humiliated. She liked that I would always clean her cunt after cuming in it, she started kissing me after I came in her mouth, and then she would make me show her the sperm before swallowing it. When I would return to work after she gave me a lunch time Bj, I would be so hot, with the taste and smell of cum in my dirty mouth.

    When she introduced the cold steel cuffs, the dog collar and leash, I went with it,as I was truly ready to submit to her, by this point, she knew I was ready, and so was she. That she really hurt when she spanked me was surprising, and sexually hot. The first time she took me over her knee and gave me a bare bottom spanking, I came on her leg. It felt so good to be really spanked, she was not playing, she was whooping my ass with as much strength as her hands could generate. She wanted to hurt me, she loved to hurt me, that was so fucking intense. Every other relationship, if this shit came up the girl was always doing it to satisfy me, Donna was only trying to please herself, though I suspected that she wanted to make me see, that she was serious. I saw, I came. When she made me lick her leg clean, it was so deep. Every guy knows after he comes he does not want to play, definitely does not want to eat his own load, but she made me with the real threat of more ass spankings, and I had reached my limit.

   There is nothing more stimulating than having your ass spanked. the burning, the stinging pain, the feeling of total humiliation, it all just works nicely, till its too much, and then its painful and awful, not sexual. From that moment on, ass whoopings were part of our thing. She even would, from time to time, when we were out bar hopping, pull over in some woods, make me drop my pants and bend over the hood, and she would go to town using her hands at first, and then switching to a riding crop, that just happened to be in her car. I do not know if any of you have been whooped with a crop, but it fucking hurts, it was made to get a horse to move, and it fucking worked. Always, she needed to see my tears, and this touched me, because she would hold me afterwards, while I sobbed in real pain, she would rub my bottom and whisper that I was a good boy, now. I was being trained and I did not even know it. To sit in a public bar, with my ass cheeks on fire from her beatings, was so much of a turn on for me.

   Meeting her son was tough, a kid at that age does not want some guy telling him what to do. He was so well behaved, yes sir, no sir, all over the place, though I saw the same mocking half smile on Brians face as his mothers. Maybe it ran in the family, or maybe they really were mocking me. Christ he was almost as big as me and he was dressed in the goth look, black clothes, heavy engineer boots, so he looked mean, but he was very nice to me, so I felt like this would be doable. To move Donna and her son into my house would be stressful, I knew, but I thought it was manageable, and so I was really looking forward to us all living together. Add in that we all lived in the same town, Brian did not even have to switch schools,a big deal for a high schooler.

 

   From there things took a turn, a nasty turn, just as everything looked great, I even had painted the spare bedroom, so Brian would have a clean room, Donna dumped me. Wow, it was horrible, that feeling of being sucker punched, I never saw it coming. I was devastated, called in sick for three days, and I never called in sick. Seriously thought of suicide, I was fucked up emotionally. When she told me, she refused to give a reason why, leaving me hanging. Wow I would do anything to get her back, I knew that, and that little voice, was whispering she knows that also, but I chose to ignore, I had my chance to get out, I dived in.

  When I saw her at the bar talking to a guy, I wanted to run out of there, but then I figured what the fuck it was over, it was over. I honestly forgot she wqas there, the only benifit of being dumped so many times, I was adapt at moving on.  "Hey baby, how have you been?", fuck, I almost jumped out of my skin when she whispered in my ear, It unsettled me, so I never considered that she was acting like nothing happened between us. Wow, I was confused, but I knew I wanted her, knew she brought out intense feelings that I needed to experience more of. Well watch out for what you think you wish for, you may fucking get it.

   "I need to know I am going to be taken care of, I need to know Brian will be taken care of," she told me, as we sat in a booth her telling me what it would take you get her back. It was hard and cruel, she wanted me to be her slave, no she wanted me to be her and her sons slave. My little penis was squealing with joy, but my head was saying fuck no, you know who won. It was not close, and that she was rubbing my tiny pecker, with her foot under the table, definitely helped to get me to throw every thing away. She demanded that we go to my house and it was, to that point the most intense night of my life. She worked me good, with lots of physical punishment, with the right mental torment to make me cum four times in the five hours she abused me.

    'Your a tiny dick and we need to set this right, from the get go," she railed, yes she started to get angry, which scared me bad. "You have to learn to please me and Brian," there it was again with her son, that was wigging me out."I expect you to serve us, clean, cook, laundry. that is your job." I am not getting a job, you will support me, and you will give Brian an allowance." I balked at that, telling her, smartly, that if I was going to do all the chores why was I giving Brian an allowance. She drove her knee into my nuts, I thought my groin exploded. Unless you have gotten a knee driven into your balls, you have no concept of that pain. I was rolling on the floor, holding my nuts and crying, real tears. Donna, roughly moved me so I was on my back, and she sat on my chest, and looking into my grimacing face, spat at me "Tony, Tony, Tony, I do not want to fuck you up, but I will, I will really fuck you up, if you do not get on board. You will do what I say, always, that is not changeable, you will obey my son,  you will give him an allowance because I fucking told you so," and she started to slap my face, hard.

   "Please stop, please stop," I whined, but we both knew the password. When I agreed, over and over again, to let her run things, she seemed serene, which spooked me, she could go from bright anger to peaceful smile in seconds, that is not good. She lifted her skirt and fed me her cunt, and I worshipped it, made love to it, wanted to crawl inside it. She was a girl who got real wet and I dug that salty juice, wanted to drown in it. That she fed me her ass, got me out of my hysteria, I love to lick assholes, I know I am a freak, but something about that earthy heady taste gets me going. Her hole was delicious and her anal ring was pretty, I know its an asshole, but stilI, I thought hers was cute, in that the wrinkles were all uniform, and as a machinist this satisfied my sense of proportion. "Tony I need you to do something for me to prove your commitment to me," Oh fuck I knew it was going to be bad.

    "I need you to convince Brian that he will be happy here, he thinks you will be to hard on him," Oh, that is funny, he thinks Ill be to hard on him, meanwhile my tongue is buried in Donnas shit chute looking for treasure, my balls are on fire from her assault, and my face may be bleeding from her bitch slapping me, but, oh yeah, I might  be to tough on Brian. Again, she knew to bring the bad shit up when I was in a position where my dick would make the choice. If she had told me that I could lose an arm, or take my tongue out of her spectacular anus, it would of been tough, but I have two arms, what the fuck. I agreed that I would do what she wanted, that was a big, big mistake.

    Nervous, really fucking nervous as I pulled into the apartment complex Donna lived at. I didnt know what to expect but figured she would make me suck up to Brian a little, to get him to relax. I got the suck part right, thats about it. She looked like a fucking goddess when she opened the door. White silk blouse, black leather mini, stockings, heels, she looked imposing. "Tony Im glad you came and I think you will be satisfied tonight." I was fucking sure I saw the mock smile then, oh fuck Im screwed. She had ordered chinese and as we sat at the table, with Brian, the conversation was light and easy, I forgot what this was about, she did not. He looked so good at the table, I never had a desire for young guys, but he was good looking, in a dom kind of way. Maybe it was the goth clothes, or the surly face under the smile. I hated that I was getting hot watching him, I didnt want to play with a seventeen year old, I did not want to be one of those guys..

   She didnt ask, she told me to clean the dishes,  she and Brian went and watched tv. I figured out the kitchen and cleaned everything, without a peep,  I actually had a boner at the humiliation of it all. When I was done I stood at Donnas side, she fucking made me wait till a a commercial to even acknowledge my presensce, that was fucking hot. Brian was watching with an outright, disgusted grin. "I want you to take our dirty clothes down to the laundry,  dont come back to your done." I was shocked, Brian was amused, and Donna was damn serious, "move fucker or your balls are gonna meet my knee again." I jumped and in no time I was walking to the apartment complex laundry room, with their dirty shit, confused. It took two hours to finish it all, and I really did a good job, folding everything perfect. I must admit that I did sniff Donnas panties, which I could live with, but I also sniffed Brians skid marks and his smelly socks, and that caused me to get lightheaded from the heady taste and aroma. Wow I am beyond hope, and I was.

    She made me wait outside their door, after I rang the bell, I figured she was waiting for another commercial. I did not want to go back in there, as I knew she would really hurt me now, I knew this, I completely knew this, but I had to live it, so I waited like a fucking sheep, just waiting to be slaughtered. Donna had me put the laundry on the table and then she shocked me "Take all your clothes off, now" I started to protest, and she actually hit me with the riding crop on the face, I was stunned, and the tears flowed, She screamed,"One more time motherfucker, strip, now" I did, I was shaking, but I also saw Brian on the edge of his seat and he looked interested, not in a good way.

  She had the collar and leash on me in seconds,  I put my hand behind my back when she ordered me. That click of the cuffs is scary, I was at her and Brians mercy, I lnew it, she knew it, and as I looked at the smirking Brian, he definitely knew it. I was overcome with fear, as Donna led me, on my knees, into the living room. She made me kneel at Brians feet and ask him to move in with me, I did, I really wanted him to, because Donna wanted it, I was committed to her. He was smirking when he said ' I bet you would like to suck me off, huh fag," I was shocked, thought for sure Donna would correct him, she corrected me. "Answer him asshole, what are you fucking stupid, answer Brians question." I knew the answer I had to give, so I begged to suck him, and to my joy and horror, he unzipped and it was beautiful. His cosk was fat, long, and ready for action.

   "Come on take care of my sons man meat." she laughed, " No wait first stand up, tiny, lets compare." It was so humiliating to stand beside Brian, a seventeen year old, and realise his cock was over twice the size of mine. "Jesus, Mom hes a tiny dick,' laughed Brian, and Donna told him the truth, "Brian thats why tiny is going to be our slave, thats what tiny dicks do, serve others, amuse others." "We are gonna have a lot of fun at Tonys expence, but first we need insurance." I was beyond comprehension at that point, so I willingly knelt and sucked Brians fat cock,  I didnt protest when Donna took pictures and video. I would of sucked Brians cock in front of the police station at that point, I needed to serve him, to give him the best suck job ever, that was all I cared about..

  His cock was amazing, I loved it, and Im not gay, dont dream about cock, but I wanted to live on his cock, wanted to always have its salty, heady taste in my mouth, wanted his pubic hairs tickling my nose, and when he started to force it down my throat hard, I was in that place. He was choking me, but my hands were cuffed behind my back, so I took it. When he pulled out I puked a little, which earned ten hard smacks with the crop on my ass, by the cleraly proud of her big dick son, Donna. "Look at that, my son is twice the man as you, you fucking wimp," we are going to give you what you deserve." I dont know if I deserved the beating they gave me, but I took it, I cried, I pleaded, I promised, but I took it. They broke the skin on my ass, they whipped me so much, and I thought Donna was hard, but Brian really wanted to hurt me, and he did. At one point he had me over the couch and he was tearing my ass up with the crop, and with no warning he smacked my exposed, unprepared balls with the hard leather crop, and I was in that pain zone, everything was in slow motion, I could see the pain it was so deep. As I drooled and rolled in and out of reality, I could hear Donna praising Brian, that was hot, I am a freak.

  Eating Brians cum was a religious experience. That Donna made me spit it into a cup confused me. Releasing my hands, and having me whack my little pecker into another glass, and I had the answer, His load was fucking huge, quarter of the glass had his potent man juice, thick, frothy, healthy baby batter. My glass, the bottom was not covered. Donna made big a deal about how potent Brian was, and she had that right, he was twice the man of me, easy. She should be proud of birthing a man. I drank the cum and I loved it, to be honest, so when Donna led me to the bathroom, I knew what was coming,  I was hard again, It seemed like he would never stop pissing,  Donna had told me if I spilt it, I would get fifty from each of them, I really could not take that anymore, so I  tried to swallow all his piss,  I did, till he aimed at my chest, and laughing said,"oops somebody earned a beating." It was so fucking painful, they really each whipped me fifty times, with the crop, I was sweating,bleeding, crying, begging, delusional, they were excited, elated, egging each other on.

   They left me on the living room floor sobbing and bleeding. I didnt know or care where they went, I only wanted relief from the pain, it wasnt sexual anymore, it was torture, that was a difference, a major difference. Up to that point I could see some reason for Donnas actions, she needed me to prove I would be her slave, I wanted that also, I had made the emotional commitment to serve her. I even understood the Brian deal, and knew I would love to take his abuse, I couldnt think of anything more humiliating than letting a teenager lead me around on a leash. That was fucking hot. But when they came to me, naked,  Donna demanded that I clean her sons cock, I freaked, I think I knew how Brian dirtied his cock, tried to crawl under the coffee table. The fucking coffee table, Im such a loser, my ass was sticking out like I was begging to get whooped. They each whipped me with belts they had, when I remained frozen under the table, they started to get violent. They both attacked me, with kicks and punches, real kicks and punches, fortunatly they were barefooted, but it hurt, just the fucking same..

  When I got up Brian dropped me with a fist to the face, it was terrifying, I didnt know if they would kill me or what. "Get on your knees and clean my cock off, or so help me I will beat you senseless." Brian said to me in a clear, soft tone an adult speaks to a snotty kid, and I was leaking cum I was so hot for him. I crawled to him and I licked his cock, I sucked his cock, I kissed his cock, I tried to inhale his cock, I could hear Donna encouraging me, and that was a turn on, she needed to see me like this, and I needed to do whatever Donna wanted. Her cunt juices were on his cock and it was powerful to try to absorb where this shit was going. "My turn," was all she said, but I knew what that entailed. I lay on the floor and as she sat on my face feeding me Brians creampie, she told me"Get used to it, everytime Brian slimes my cunt, you will eat it, and any other cunt my superstud fucks, you will eat that also." I errupted with the biggest load of my life, right there, and they were howling at my pervertedness. "Wow, Mom, we can get this creep to do anything," Brian laughed, and Donna replied 'Oh yeah baby we have him now" and I trembled at those words.

    She had me sit at the table, I was still nude, Donna had on a sexy black nightie, and Brian wore only his boxers, I could see his man meat lying in wait, waiting to rise up. She showed me the pictures of me and Brian and she said, "You will do hard time for messing with a high schooler, I will destroy your life unless you commit to us, completely. I want you to understand that I need to break you, that you think tonight was hard, it wasnt, I need to really fuck you up, in order to make this work for all three of us. You know you need this, want it, desire it, so stop the pretending and start being what you are, a wimp and a fag." I was so heart broken, knowing she was right, they had won, those pictures scared me, I didnt want to go to prison, I could not survive prison, but I tried to deny that I needed this pain.

    All she did was hand me the lighter and said, with a hard voice, "Take this lighter and hold it, lit, to your cock head till I give you permission to stop, or leave and never call me again." Oh sweet Jesus, I couldnt take not having her, I so needed her to give me a reason to live,and I couldnt get the feelings I got serving Brian out of my head, He was a fucking god to me. That I could hold that lighter to my cock head was amazing, I think even Donna and Brian were impressed by my willingness to debase myself. We all smelled the burnt flesh earning a Donna quip "I smell burnt weiner," and Brian cracked "I guess he wont be whacking his little chubby for a while, Mom," they both seemed to enjoy this, and why not, to have that power over me. Donna finally gave me permission to turn the lighter off, I was fucked, the head of my cock had a blister about an inch high and around, My sobs were wracking my body, I couldnt take anymore, but I would. Donna cruely used her nail to pop the bubble, and while I shrieked they both whipped me till I lay on the floor, sobbing but completely submissive, and that was that. I was broken, I would do whatever my owners wanted, I loved Donna and I loved Brian, in my pathetic sick way, and they hated and despised me, a perfect arrangement.

  Its hard to explain, but my burning my cock got me to that place where I really did live to serve them, that was my whole world, them. Whatever they wanted would be what I wanted, it was a done deal. With a few kicks they left me there with Donna telling me to turn the lights out when I left, and they went to bed. I just stared at the dirty worn carpet and tried to get some perspective, what I got were the noises of Brian fucking his mother. Donna was moaning crazy, and I had to pull my pud, even though the pain was intense from the burn, that pain made my cum so much more pleasureable. That the pain would be there for a week, I didnt care,I was owned and I now knew, I was always supposed to be owned.

                                                                           END CHAPTER ONE

                                                                                          

                                                                                                  Donna

                                                      Chapter 2  Moving Day

                                                                       by roccodadom44

                                                                     roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

           

    The fucking pain, everywhere, the confusion, deep, I was grasping for answers to my pain. No one should wake up feeling like this, it was bad, my cock was on fire,  not in a good way, my ass hurt, my face hurt, my balls had a dull ache to them, I was dehydrated, headachey, this was not good,  I had to get to work. Looking in the mirror, I was appalled at my condition, my ass was black and blue and had dried blood on it, the burn on my cock head was angry and swollen, my balls were swollen from being hit, my face was swollen, though there was no bruising. They really fucked me up, there was no doubt of that. Thinking of Donna, and her son, Brian, got me crazy with lust, did last night really happen?, am I losing touch with reality? I just laid back in bed and stroked my aching cock, trying not to touch the fried tip, which is not easy when working with a mere three inches.

   The brutality of it all was the most dismaying to me, if they did that to me last night, what would my future hold. I was hooked on Donna,  not just her dominance, I wanted to be around her, she was fun in a white trash way. She was the type of girl who always cut corners, she was sexually daring, she knew  how to scam people, as I was finding out. Confusion over Brian roiled through me, It was intense being on my knees sucking him, I never felt so complete. My dick took over as I rode visions of Brians treatment of me last night to a major cum, wow, that made it worth it, that extra charge, doing something really nasty brings. Now I wanted him out of my head, as I showered, I seriously weighed getting out now, I didnt trust Donna, was sensing she was nothing but a grifter, who would bleed me and move on, I didnt mind being bled, but a wimp needs a little commitment, for Christ sake. And I somehow knew a seventeen year old was not going to settle for last night, Brian would need to explore deeper into this, it had to be heady stuff for a kid to be in this position,  to be fucking his hot mother, I wish I was him, I am not.

   On the way to work I checked my phone for messages,  there was a message from Donna, telling me that she wanted me to move her and Brian into my house this Saturday. Jesus, it listed exactly what I was to do, what size truck I should rent, what time to show up at their apartment Saturday morning. I was getting ready to call her and say I ddnt think I should have to rent the truck, when I noticed her PS, telling me to download the attachment,  they would see me Saturday. Yeah, it was a picture of Brian pissing in my face. Needless to say, I called that day to book the right truck,  I accepted that I was fucked.

    The rest of the week was dreadful, like the clock was ticking,  I moved through the week in a fog. Maybe I should go to the cops, I would do time for being a pervert, but I dont think they can beat you like they did the other night, in prison. By friday night my ass felt better, though there were scars in some places. My cock head recovered fine, but there was a scar that looked permanent. Other than that I felt good physically, but I was still teetering on the cliff, like I was going to fall a long ways. I was right, oh, I was so right.

   Scared, that was my state when I got up Saturday morning, like today my life woud change for ever, it was strong and weighed me down, like a man walking to his execution. I ate a big breakfast because I didnt know when I would eat again,  I made sure to hide all my valuables in my safe hidden under the slide out stove. It wore on me that I was hiding shit from these people, but I was letting them move into my house, something was sick about that, but thats me. The truck was big, finding room to park at the complex was hard,  it was a walk to the apartment. I figured we could move the truck later, when we moved the stuff out. I really live in fantasy land.

    I rang the bell at exactly eight am as she ordered me in her message,  I waited, willing my feet not to run, willing my feet to run, oh fuck. My phone rang and it was Donna, sleepingly telling me the door was unlocked and that I was to move the boxes in the living room out to the truck, quietly, as Her and Brian were sleeping. Wow she was good, she never missed a chance to get a shot in. What would of been the point of not doing what she said, they would just come out and beat me silly,  then I would load the truck. So I loaded the twenty two boxes in the living room, it took me fourteen trips and I was sweating and huffing. They seemed to have a lot of heavy shit, I was winded.

   They both came out to see me,  they had been sleeping from their appearance. "Your a noisy fucker," commented Donna,  Brian used this to demand that I get on my knees, I dropped. "Good boy, today is the first day of the rest of your life, I do hope you enjoy it," cackled Donna. Brian had circled me,  from behind he suckered me in the back of my head. Jesus, I was eating the carpet, I fell face first so hard, he was a bruiser. Really seeing stars is a weird feeling, but I was thankful it wasnt my face. He had me drink his piss and I made it all gone,  Donna praised me, "See your getting the hang of it, you were meant for this,"  she ruffled my hair like I was a child,  my cock twitched. His cock, again, it was so fucking perfect, I had to worship it,  I kissed it with respect, with Donna telling me what a nice fag I was, Brian teling me that I was going to be seeing a lot of his cock,  that made me happy.

   The bastard would not let me have his load, instead they made me start to move the boxes in the kitchen. I grimaced at the thirty or so boxes piled up. "Just think Tony,while you are loading the truck Brian will be loading me," snarled Donna, as they headed to the bedroom. While I made trip after trip, starting to get weak legged, they were apparantly fucking their brains out, from the grunting and groaning.  After a few trips, they had me clean them,  this I enjoyed, Brians cock was so tasty, with his Moms juice on it,  I was hooked on Brians creampies, right from Donnas stinky overnight cunt, it was pugent, to say the least. Again, learning to look on the bright side, when they went to shower, they didnt beat me,  that was something.

   It was noontime and I had the boxes in the truck and was wondering about all the furniture when they came out, freshly showered,  ready to meet the day, I was ready to fall over, I was not in great shape. "Well all right lets go, asshole," commanded Donna, when I looked confused she said, "This furniture is all crap, your going to buy us new stuff, once  we settle in, so lets hit the road, me and Brian are hungry." Like that we were out of there, I was still confused at her behavoir, but nobody had walloped me in a while, so I was happy. Brian wanted lunch, so Donna told me to pull into Burger King. "Stay in the truck, I dont want anyone stealing our stuff," Donna ordered, but she did say she would feed me, after I gave her a twenty for the food.

   They sat in the window facing me,  I had to endure their teasing me with their food, I was starving from all the physical activity. But when Brian started to feel Donnas tits, somewhat discreetly, I was rubbing my pecker in my pants, my hunger was forgotten. When they came out, it was weird but they looked like lovers,  they were, but it was weird. When Donna handed me my food, I reached into the bag to get it, they both erupted in fits of laughter. They had chewed all my food up and then spit it into the bag, it was gross, but it turned me on so much, I was there, in that place of supreme humiliation. Eating their chewed up, spit on food was so fucking hot. I ate it, I loved it, they both had looks of amusement and disgust at my pathetic ways. "Smear some on your face, freak' commanded Brian and I did it with feeling, coating my face with chewed up burger and fries, while running my tongue around my lips like the freak I was.

  Driving the truck to my house, Donna and Brian talked as if I wasnt there, mostly about what electronic stuff I was going to buy Brian, I was okay with that, I wanted to make him happy. I was content to drive, no one was hurting me, my face was itching as the greasy burger dried on it.  Pulling up my driveway, I was wondering how I would get the strength to carry all the stuff into the house, but I was sure I was doing it myself, oh I was sure. I was also right, They spent the time deciding how to rearrange my house, well, it was still my house, for now. So while Donna and Brian watched my big screen televison, I hauled the stuff into the house, they would direct me which room to put which box, so technically, as Brian pointed out, they were helping me.

  When everything was in the house, they gave me a hard ass whooping, again, I cried and begged, to no avail. I didnt know how much more abuse I could take, it wasnt fun, this wasnt my fantasy. To stand naked in my own living room,  have Donna and her Son whip me, together, her with the crop, him with a leather belt, well it was intense,  they didnt fuck around. Their eyes showed how much they needed to hurt me, they were sadists,  thats pretty fucking scary. Finally they relented,  then every thing changed, which really fucked my mind.

   Donna took my hand and gave me a hot shower, where she tenderly cleaned me,  told me how proud she was of me. I cried and begged her to love me, she assured me that she and Brian did love me, but that they needed to hurt me from time to time, that was what they did. What could I do, I loved them both. Rubbing lotion into my burning ass, she told me that Brian had a dance tonight,  then was sleeping over a friends house, so she and I were going out, I was so fucking excited. Brian was even civil to me, when I gave him twenty dollars for the dance, he actually thanked me, which made me misty eyed, in a nice way, I did love that strange, wild kid. After dropping off the rental truck,then Brian at his dance, Donna told me to head to the usual place we drank.

   To be out in public with Donna and to have her treating me so nice, was amazing, everything was perfect. I was hoping that what had happened was just a test, now we could be a family. As usual, I was wrong. From time to time Donna danced with guys, while we were out, because I cant dance, really I cant. So I thought nothing of it when she was on the floor with a guy, dancing, song after song. She even brought him over and introduced him as John, a friend. He was much bigger than me,  looked mean, oh no. "I am going to give John a ride tonight," Donna said,  her and John laughed hard,  I cringed,  then she corrected herself," a ride home, thats all," I didnt think that was all, it wasnt. Donna told me to pay the bill, start walking home and she would pick me up after she dropped John off. Wow, I was devastated at her coldness,  turned on crazy. John had one of those 'I know your a  wimp'  grins plastered on his face,  I couldnt blame him, I was. Without even looking at me, Donna walked out of the bar, hand in hand with John, I sense the looks of scorn from others at the bar. We were regulars there,  I guess everyone knew the deal, now. I was out of there quick, humiliated,  hard as a rock, a little rock.

 

   It was only two miles to my house, but it sucked walking home, but I knew Donna was not picking me up, I knew that much. Of course it wasnt till I got to the house that I realized that Donna had my keys. Fuck, this was so bad, I felt so happy earlier, now, fuck, this was depressing, what happened if Donna stayed out all night. It really did suck being me, as I sat on the back porch,  stared at the dark horizon, felt it willing me to be bluer. It always came back to the same thing for me, that little bit of happiness I felt tonight, was so much better, deeper, than any happiness I could feel without Donnas abuse of me, I just wished she would let me know what she wanted, instead of these suprises of hers. To my amusement, I was hard thinking of how coldly she dumped me in the bar tonight, God, she was good at this shit.

   She woke me by sucking my cock, which she had freed from my pants, while I slept in the chair, on the porch. Looking down at her I loved her so much, but really wanted to switch places with her, because I was sure she had a load in her snatch. See, I realy am sick, because she was doing a great job on my tiny wee wee, but I still wanted her dirty pussy, she knew this, as she stood up and said, jokingly, "I brought you home a treat, its not Brians superior cum, but it will do in a pinch," I laid on the porch, without being told, she straddled my face, it flowed, a shit load of man juice, followed by an awesome piss. The cream pie was incredibly large, her piss tasted of booze, so I was a happy wimp, when she told me to munch her ass, I felt like desert had arrived, it was sweaty, smelly,  tasty, thats all I could hope for. That it was three thirty in the morning, bypassed me, in my joy of eating her saucey ass.

   My bed felt great, that She let me in it was encouraging, though She denied my feeble attempt at mounting her, dismissing me with a "Lets not spoil a lovely evening with that shit, just yank your noodle, I will tell you about Johns fat cock stretching my pussy, we will all be better off.'  Well, ten pulls, I was spurting my puddle, she hadnt even finished describing how Johns fat cock curved to the right, which interested me, for some strange reason, go figure. Donna gave me much atta boys when I ate my cum, without being told, I knew who the sperm sucker in the room was. Her kiss was so passionate that it took my breath away, her tongue tasted so sweet in my mouth, I wanted to spend my life in her mouth. Telling me she loved me, made me feel about as good as a worthless sack of shit like me was ever going to feel, I asked her if I could sleep at her feet.

     "Your such a good boy," she purred, as she ordered me on the floor, but that was not what I meant, I wanted to sleep near her feet, so I could suck them. Oh well, the humilitaion of sleeping on my bedroom floor, while she slept in the kingsize bed alone, was heavy,  I was hard and dripping all night, but to scared to wank,as I figured she would fuck me up if I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar. It sounds like a freight train, Donnas drunk snoring, but it soon calmed me, My Mistress, was sleeping soundly, I was at her feet, that was so fucking gratifying. Wow, I was all in, I really accepted this life, even though I knew that they would  hurt me permament, sooned or later, what choice did I have. I was laying on the floor, completely engulfed by her presence, hard as a rock, dripping precum, happy as hell, what choice did I have, thats right, I didnt.

   Waking at my customary five am, I tried to be quiet as I showered and dressed. She looked so beautiful sleeping, her right breast was exposed,  the urge to suck it was powerful, but I thought I saw the outcome that woud bring,  I wanted to try to make sunrise without getting whooped. Instead I went and read in the living room, to scared to even put the television on. Though it was only the first morning of our living together, I was alive and happy,  that was good. But I was kidding myself, as the feelings of terror surged forward, Donna and Brian were sadists, I hated to face that, but she had told me yesterday they needed to hurt me, so I had to deal with that ugly fact. I wish I could direct this fantasy, but once Donna took charge, it was out of my hands. I only want humiliation and an occassional bare bottom spanking, they want to torture me and crush me,  they would get their way, by the nature of the relationship. That is hard to face at six am, alone in the dark. The wanting to run away is always there, the waves of euphoria when I wallowed in Donnas love, smashed by the feelings of hopelessness at her outrageous treatment of me. But my willy was standing proud, looking at things with its three inch perspective.

  Being light footed I didnt hear her coming , her voiced startled me,"Well arent we a lazy piggy, are we comfortable in our soft chair?" Oh shit, she was angry, no messing around, her eyes were fucking glowing. "You see Tony, I was hoping you would know your role around Me and Brians house,'" I caught that fucking bombshell, "I expect you to keep busy, your days of laying around are over, I will make up a work schedule for you today, as obviously, your to stupid to figure it out." I was still glued to my recliner, like a deer in the proverbial headlights. "Up asshole, now your just pissing me off, Up you dolt." she screamed and the riding crop seemed to come out of nowhere. Jesus, fuck,cunt, it hurt, as the hard leather tore at my protecting arm. That I tried to protect myself, pissed her off,bad.

  It was so fucking scary, she dropped the crop,  jumped on my lap, so she was kneeling over me, as I reclined in the chair, her fists started hitting me, hard. Oh god, she was insane, there was spittle flying from her mouth, she sounded like a  mad woman,  I suspected she was. When she spent her anger, she started licking the tears and blood from my face, freaking me out. "You will learn to take your medicine, little boy,"panted Donna, who got off me and kind of paced the room, still raging. "Lay on the floor asshole, and dont ever sit in Brians recliner again, you dont sit, asshole, you do." Wow, she gave my chair to Brian, thats hot, but sucks, as I love that chair. The piss I was loooking forward to,as it was her morning brew, and it was strong and heady, got me going like a good cup of joe. Im starting to think she really loves having her salad tossed, as she kept my tongue up her shit chute, the whole time she outlined my day for me.

   It is amazing my growing taste for her ass, all right her shit, lets face it that was what it was about, a higher level of devotion. Anyone could drink piss, of course, most people would prefer not to, unlike a pervert like me, who craves it. But to eat anothers shit,  Im not talking forced fed, Im talking voluntarily, willing, eagerly eating anothers shit, thats real devotion. Defintely an aquired taste, but It appealed to me,  if you got past the gag reflex, it was actual good, I loved that the shit would keep burping up all day, so I could always taste her. I had been hoping that we would go in this direction, so I was taking regular doses of antibiotics, figuring I would head off any infections, after all I was eating shit.  Acting as if she read my mind, Donna unleashed a nasty wet fart that blew past my colon lodged tongue,  into my mouth, so cool. "I think its time, shitboy, time to make you into a full service potty," my cock was throbbing, as a log slowly exited her anus,  just hung there, like it was mocking me. The only thing I could do was eat it,  I did, it was sticky and got all in between my teeth, but I swallowed most of it, no problem.

    The next two logs were a bit much and I had to throw up in the bathroom, which disappointed me,  pissed off Donna, again. "You have to do everything the hard way, if you had made my present all gone, I would have eased up on you, now Im going to savage you, asshole." Oh well, No one can say that Donna exaggerates, as she tore me up,  I felt real pleasure for most of it,  that was great. I have a love hate relationship with her riding crop, when she hits me flat, it is painful but pleasureable, but when she slants it so it cuts me, no pleasure, fucking pain, big difference. That she has me stand naked in the kitchen, no special position, just rip me up and fuck it. Donna was serious about hurting me, but, Im hoping here, she didnt want to kill me. All the swats landed perfect, my bottom was glowing, my cock was dripping.

  After she calmed down, she showered and I made her a perfect omelette breakfast, while thinking how nice it was with just Donna here, started to fret about having Brian here as that meant two sadists,  I could see that meaning double the shit coming my way. Wasnt sure I could take that pain, knew I had no say in it, fuck it. I did miss Brians cock though,  his masculine hard ass way. Jesus, my ass hurt now as the rush from the cropping died down,  I was left with a bright red, stinging butt.

    Her compliments about breakfast were well received, see, she knew how to throw the dog a bone,  I was panting at her side, just as happy as can be. "Im going to the mall,  then Im picking up Brian," Donna began, I figured so far, not to bad. "Ill be going out with Julie," her good friend, "later tonight, and I will be late, so you will be here with my son, alone. I expect you to do what he says, as I have given him permission to discipline you as he sees fit, when Im not here." Wow, getting worse, fuck, he could really get mean with me, oh fuck, thats so fucking hot, Jesus, I am losing any sense of normalcy. "I also want you to get me and Brian credit cards, just so we have them in emergencies, you dont want us to suffer," No I didnt want that, "Right now though I want your debit card and your pin, cause I need clothes for tonight, and Brian needs sneakers," Way worse, this sucks. Im not surprised at her wanting my money, I just thought we could talk about it, I was wrong.

    When I protested that we should discuss finances, she held up a hand and cried, "You dont want me here, fine, Im outta here, we will be back for our stuff later, dont call me." She stormed out the door. I was frozen in shock at her suddenness, what the fuck, why didnt she just beat me senseless, that I could take, but Jeez she just moved in. Hoping that she relented, I started to do the chores that she had drawn up for me earlier, and I got lost in the mindless boredom of house cleaning. Kicking the money thing aroung in my mind, I was very nervous, I didnt mind giving Donna control, if she would be wise with it, but I didnt feel that. I didnt feel right giving Brian a card, what the fuck I ddint even know if a seventeen year old could have a credit card. I didnt mind giving her the debit card, I mean going in, I knew I was going to be supporting her and Brian.

  The phone startled me,  I lunged to answer it, with butterfies in my stomach. "Do you have anything to say to me," Donna asked nuetrally,  I did what wimps do, I begged her to come home and  I said I was sorry about a hundred times. She wanted the money shit laid out and we ended up having a long talk and worked out an agreement. I would put three hundred dollars into her account each week for her use, and I would give Brian fifty dollars for his allowance. All the bills, food, and stuff was mine and I would get Donna a card with five hundred dollars as a limit. Fuck I even agreed to get Brian a new computer, what the fuck.

    Hate it, love it, that feeling of intense fear, just before they enter the house, its such a turn on, but there is a reason Im scared. "Did you miss me, bitch," laughed Brian, I honestly answered, "Of course Brian, I love you"  I knelt before him, me a fifty one year old naked guy, him a teenage stud, fully clothed. You have to admit that is hot, damn hot. "Oh no, your not brown nosing your way out of your punishment for upsetting my Mom," Brian spat at me,"speaking of brown noses though, lay on the floor wimpy," and I did, like quickly, this could be good. It was so intensely good, I came all over my stomach with no manual stimulation, thats fucking good.

   As he fed me his stinky cock, he said, "I just fucked my bros little sister, so your getting a bonus, asshole," I mummble thanks, but I was not releasing his cock, it was awesome, eating his fat cock, swallowing some little whores dirty clam sauce, that was hot. He didnt even warn me about the piss, just let it rip, I could appreciate that, I was a toilet, why ask to use it. His urine was sweet,  I bet he drank lots of colas at the dance and sleep over. When he squatted with his ass inches from my face, I was in a trance. He made me describe what I saw. It was beautiful, his anus was puckered, pink, with a trace of shit, not excessive but it was there. I begged him to let me worship him, and by promising to take him to buy his computer later, I got to eat his dirty, sweaty, cum, shit, piss, and cunt juce soaked asshole,  it was truly gratifying, the fucker got so excited he stroked a massive load onto my face, Wow, that was hot, even Donna gave me props for being such a dirty fucker.

  They still gave me a double ass whooping, but I was high from Brians ass tasting, so the pain just carried me along. Brian liked to use his leather belt with the stainless steel studs, very gothy, it really got the job done, it stung beautifully, in his hands it made my body feel on fire. As he circled me swinging like an animal, mmm, I felt such desire to serve him, fuck, he was the real deal. He managed to hit almost every part of my body, though I noticed, he left my balls alone and I was thankful for that. Donna got in her shots but she was calm, Im sure thinking about the sweet deal she got off of me. It was okay, because I was owned by Brian right now, was slipping into that dangerous place, where anything Brian said would sound great to me, thats a lot of power to give someone over you,a fuck of a lot.

  

  It was enjoyable to take Brian shopping, he acted normal,  even questioned me about different computers and such. Kind of like being with the popular kid thats how I felt, just walking around with him was making me crazy. The way the skanky young cunt sales girl, who knew dick about computers, was oggling Brian, was making me jealous, which even I had to admit was a little lame. To get him focused on me, I bought him  the best gaming computer there, at over two grand, and I threw in a HD thirty five inch TV for his room. While we waited for the order to be filled, Brian told me to follow him,  like a puppy, I did.

  He had me sit in the cramped stall, he stood in front of me,  pissed down my welcoming throat, I got it all. That was fun, but when he grabbed my ears and started to throat fuck me, I was soaring. The guy who came in and noisely started pissing and farting, at a urinal, drove both of us higher. Brian gave me a fucking man sized dose of baby batter, Wow, thats as good as it gets. I really would of sat there, on the crappy shitter, all day, with his superior cock in my spermed mouth. It was a great place to be.

   Sitting at Burger King with him, I was getting off on pretending that he was my son, how proud I would be of him, if he was. He blew me away when he casually said, "Watch and learn tiny,"  proceeded to a table of slutty little girls, in no time he was sitting with them,  they would of all sucked him right there, if they could, I was sure, the little cunts. I wanted to kick their skanky asses, but figured they would stomp me, that got a nice little rise out of tiny. Oh, hell yeah, getting stomped by a pack of sixteen year old girls at BKs that would be hot, no doubt. Well, the stud returned, like a conquering hero, with the cute Japanese girls number, promise of a future hookup, which I understood to involve some sex, I was so proud of him. I would of never been able to do something like that, he was a God.

  When Brian and I returned home, Donna had already left to go to a party, I was excited and scared, to be alone with the kid. His computer was hooked up in no time, he seemed happy to be on line. While I cabled up his new TV, he did what kids his age do, fished for cunt, on line. I left him to his fun,as I had chores that Donna told me to do, I had not completed them, figured I would save myself a whooping. Everything looked ducky,  I was making Brian nuggets and fries for dinner, when he ordered me to his room. It was so stimulating to hear him bellow,  that I just dropped everything for him. It was cute, in a completely pathetic way, but I had to smile.

  Standing by his computer, as he sat, I was shocked at the picture on his screen, it was the jap girl from Burger King, naked and rubbing her tiny cunt, for all the world to see. Wow,she was hot, with tiny tits, and with a thick, silky, dark, growth of pussy fur, it made me ache, I wanted to feast on the gook cunt so much,wow, I was all over the place. "Watch this," assured Brian,  he spoke "lay on your bed and spread your cunt lips, Cindy." the little slut did it, I was so proud of Brian, I told him so, He dug that and ordered his slut to finger her cunt and then lick her fingers,  she did it greedily, where were these girls when I was young, oh, right, girls only did this shit for studs like Brian, never for me. But  I was excited that I mightt get to eat hot teenage cunt after Brian fouled it. That would be so great.

  Having him tell me to kneel between his legs, was pretty great itself, I made love to his cock, with my mouth, while he had his fun with the young jap cunt. Pride, thats what I felt when I realized I could swallow all eight inches of his magic wand, eyes buried in his soft pubes, I could count them, I was that close. It was a wonderful place to be,  he agreed, as he held my head there, I stayed like that for a while, breathing through my nose, perfectly calm, inhaling his teen funk smell and knowing I was the luckiest guy in the world. He pulled out and sprayed my face with his cum, that was nice. I loved to have my face painted by this stud, to wear his man seed on my face seemed right. He ordered me to leave it there,  it got me so excited that he thought like me.

  Its funny how after he came, he dumped the cunt, telling me, she was coming over tomorrow afternoon to get a cocking,  I did something crazy. I knelt at his feet and begged him to let me clean them afterwards,  when he smirked "Fucking right your going to eat my mess, thats what tiny dicks do," I was on the edge of orgasming that was how hot I was. He wasnt, he wanted to play games on the puter so he dismissed me,  I cleaned some more, as I was full of energy,  this whole thing was overpowering me. Wow, it was a lot to ponder, the shit that went down the last couple of days. I admitted to myself that I needed them here to give my life meaning, but, it didnt mean I wasnt petrified. I was, fuck, Brian was a kid, and kids made bad choices, he could easily fuck me up serious,  while that jacked my tiny wee wee up, my brain knew this was deep shit.

Paying bills online in the bedroom, I heard him calling me, again, the feeling was so good, layers of fear and excitement, every wimps dream. He wanted a goodnight sucking, I gave him my all. He liked sitting at the computer, I loved kneeling between his legs, so it worked. He watched porn and I sucked cock, a good deal. Soon, he added another layer of baby batter to my messy fag face, then he ordered me to clean his ass,  it was delicious, funky and earthy, just fine. Telling him how much I loved him, I wished him goodnight,  he actually returned the getsure, though he wore a bemused grin, maybe at my spermed kisser. I had no trouble falling asleep on the floor, by the king sized bed in Donna s and my bedroom. I was so overcome with emotions,  I would from time to time, scoop a little of Brians seed off my face, swallow it greedily, like it was the staff of life,  to me it was.

  Donna woke me roughly at around three in the morning when she stumbled in the door, reeking of booze and sex. Her cunt was nasty as she fed it to me, there was obviously more that one guys load up there,  that got me going, It really stank and her lips felt so much fatter, I figured they were swollen, so I tongued them as gently as possible. Her piss was pure alcohol , giggling, I hoped I didnt get drunk off it, She seemed tired, without a word she crashed and was snoring like a fucking man, a large man. Jesus, I was already thinking how great it would be if Donna was gone, if it was just me and Brian,  I fell back asleep, dreaming that Donna was out of the picture,  that made me sad, but it was hot.

  

                                                         END CHAPTER TWO

                                                   

                                                                     DONNA

                                     Chapter 3   Happy Trails To You

                                            by roccodadom44

                                            roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

   Donna and Brian were now living with me, three months,  we had a routine, which was broken from time to time, by the fact that they both were prone to wild mood swings,  we all know who caught their angry shit, I also got to watch both of them demonstrate their sexual prowess,over and over,  that made it all worth while. Between work, taking care of my familys needs,  it was set in stone that Brian and Donna would do nothing to help me, I was busy and felt needed. I loved that they never stooped to my level and helped with menial chores, it made that line clear, what was what, I had no hope fo being anything more than what I was, their property, their slave, their punching bag, and if I could of changed that, I wouldnt of. The highs were much to high to ever live with out. My life was my deepest, darkest, hottest fantasies lived out in real living color,  I was much to weak willed to ever deny myself that pleasure.

     One of the wildest times we had was when Cindy, Brians jap slut, came over and I got to watch and clean up afterwards. Donna had gone to party with friends, something she did a lot,  Brian invited the girl over,  there was no mistaking, she was coming over to fuck Brian, that was cool, he was such a stud, girls couldnt say no. She was beautiful, shy, dressed like a cheap ho. Green silk blouse, plaid pleated mini, thigh highs, tops exposed, and sexy three inch red heels, I mean she fairly screamed fuck me, everybody fuck me. When Brian introduced me as his stepdad, I swooned with pride and joy. Then they were in his room, door closed,  the sounds were intense, he was having his way with the cunt, I was so proud of him. Listening outside the door, I could hear her sobbing, Brian said forceably, "Take it cunt, if you want to hang with me you have to take it up the ass." The cunt moaned some more,  I almost came at Brians treatment of the bitch,  I was glad he was getting some anger out on her, instead of me.

      When he yelled for me, I was floating on air, as I entered his room, inhaling the raw fuck smell mixed with Brians manly teen funk. She was on the bed, on her back, legs spread,  her anus was still wide open, it looked positively obscene. She was still sobbing, but her nipples were rock hard,  I could see how wet her cunt was, her silky black fur all matted down with sticky juice, she loved it, it may have hurt her, but she loved  Brians way, who could blame her. The stud sat next to her, his cock still hard, covered in shit slime, looks like Cindy had a full shit tube, before Brian probed her. I was trembling with excitement, hoping he would,  of course he did.

   His order to clean the shitted cock didnt have to repeated, I was on the job, kissing, licking, sucking that extremely shit and sperm coated cock clean. It shone when I was done with it,  when I looked at Cindy watching me with eyes full of disbelieve, I almost broke into the giggles. She looked awed at my slutty performance,  I could feel the shit that had gotten smeared on my lips,  figured she was seeing something new. Getting that close to her cunt was wild, it was wet, excited wet, I could see her little clit standing up,  when I kissed it, she moaned real loud. Brian demanded to know what I did,  I gave him a detailed lesson in the science of a cunt.

  Sureal, that was the feeling, me pointing to the different parts of Cindys dripping cunt, Brian asking questions, probing with his fingers, Cindy panting like a pig, I could dig her arrousal, here she was displayed while we pried around her cunt, that had to be hot for her. Brian quickly found out how to use the clit for two things, give the cunt pleasure by rubbing it nicely,  when he massaged the gooks clit, she went into a body spasming orgasm. I felt happy that she could let her self go, so many cunts just always pulled back, thus missing out on such extreme pleasures. Next, I showed him how tender the nub was, when I twisted hard, she squealed and begged like a nice piggy. Brian worked her clit good, she was screaming and crying to beat the band. He stopped and I suggested he do it  a little longer, I was right. I knew how these pain things worked,  I knew Cindy was a freak like me, I had seen it in her eyes when I ate her shit off Brians cock, she wasnt revolted, she was fascinated, thats the difference. Brian got back to work twisting her swollen clit,  in no time little Cindy was having a climax of epic proprtions,  begging, in a hoarse sexy voice, for Brian to rip her clit off, it was intense for everyone.

  He was in a good mood from abusing Cindy, so Brian let me eat her snatch,  it was as good as the fantasy, she was grade A fresh cunt, clean, sweet, with plenty of juice to savor in my piggy mouth. I went easy with my tongue, figuring she was sore, but she ws soon begging again,  I started to flaunt my superior tongue work, to Cindys screaming joy,  Brians growing interest. Feeling like a real dad, showing Brian how to get a pussy primed, lets face it I was good at it, every relationship Ive ever had, depended on me eating cunt, as I never was going to fuck a chick to happiness, with my lack of size.

 

  So, it ended up I ate her, stll flapping shitter, and there was enough chunks of shit coated in spunk, to keep me happy. I really tried to soothe her anus with my tongue,as it looked red and swollen,  when she ran her fingers across my bald head, tenderly, I was consumed with feelings of elation. Brian was eating her cunt,  it was so cool to have our mouths so close, as I was under him,  he kept drooling a mixture of his saliva and Cindys cunt juice into my disgusting mouth. Cindy should try shitting more that once a year, I giggled, as a log about a foot long torpedoed out of her loose shitter and sat on my face, like it belonged. Brian was cackling,  Cindy was looking part embarrassed, but mostly she had that look of wonderment, she wanted me to do it, I felt it in her glazed eyes, she wanted me to eat her shit.

  I did, and I loved it, her eyes never left my face the whole time I was eating her log. It takes time to eat shit, and not puke, you have to take little bites, let them slide down your throat, otherwise your mouth gets stuck together, like you ate a jar of peanut butter all at once. Not only did I eat her log, I kissed her shit hole tenderly and thanked her,  she said your welcome, in the cutest, confused, over the top excited voice, Cindy would be typing scat, into her search engine soon, she needed to know. While Brian and Cindy showered I change his shitty sheets and brushed and gargled, alot. The taste would linger for the rest of the day, Cindys tasty waste, I dug that, it just kept reminding me how wild my life was becoming. I know I needed release soon, my cock was aching it was so hard.

        Laying out snacks in the kitchen. I heard them laughing, as they approached the kitchen,  Briad said 'asshole, strip, Cindy doesnt think you are as small as I said you were" While I stripped Cindy studied me with more of her curious eyes, she wanted to know, was she dom or sub, I didnt know, nor she, probably. The laughter hurt, it always hurts when I hear genuine ridicule of people viewing my woody. It was hard as it would ever get, so when Cindy asked me to get it hard, Brian went into a convulsion of laughter,  I was dripping at the humiliation of it all. He wasnt done with me. He let Cindy hold my tiny in one hand and then he whipped his man meat out,  her expression of disbelief ay how tiny I was compared to Brian, was clear. She smiled when she said innocently, shaking my penis, "little boy,"  then shaking Brians coming to life monster, " big man",  that was about right

   It was so great when Brian had Cindy whip me with his belt. She started off slowly, like she didnt want to hurt me, but with Brian egging her on, she quickly got the hang of it. She did so well,  the stimulation of this sixteen year old  beauty whipping me senseless, caused me to cum, with no other help. She was amazed that I could cum that hard from being beaten,  I knew Cindy was going to be a wild, freaky cunt , She had that look, like as if nothing was to fucking bizzarre for her.  Eating my sperm while looking into her sexy eyes, she knew I knew she dug it,  she gave me a wink, that was so cool.

   Brian floored me again, with his quick ability to turn any situation into something wild. When Cindys father pulled up outside, He had Cindy polish his cock and then, spanking her ass hard, He said "go give daddy a nice kiss so he can taste my cock,  Ill see you at school,"  Cindy was on her way, a very happy young lady. It was violent, the beating Brian gave me after his cunt left. It was like he wanted to hurt me, maybe because  he enjoyed me sucking him so much. It was all good, he got his frustartions out, I got to experience the most intense levels of pain and pleasure, I always came when he whipped me like that. It was personal,  his eyes showed more than anger, there was some love inside, I felt that, I cried at that, it was real, as fucked up as our deal was, Brian at least had some feelings for me, I knew he would never express them, he was seventeen, going on eighteen, he wasnt dealing with that shit.

  The problem with Donna was she didnt know what she wanted, she wanted me to take care of her, but it was almost like she didnt live here. She was all over the place,  I was amazed at the amount of fucking she did, her body always had love bites, hickeys, a bruise here and there. Her friend Julie, who I adored, was over one night, they were waiting for some dates that were coming by to pick them up, for a night of debauchery, Im sure. Julie was very nice to me, though she beat me also, from time to time. Donna decided that since she wouldnt see me till tomorow afternoon, they were sleeping at one fo the guys houses, she should punish me now.

  

  Stripping in front of Julie was hard, now that Donna had me keep myself shaved from my neck down, I looked freak small. "Stand in front of Julie and let her see your worm," sneered Donna,  I was shriveled up, even wimps arent in the mood, on occassion. "Oh its the cutest," cried Julie,  she really loved that it was that pathetic. Her deal with her husband was different, he was well hung but had little sex drive,  didnt mind Julie fucking around but he wasnt submisssive. Being with me gave her a chance to live out her femdom fantasies,  with Donnas help, they had me singing opera, soon.

  Having my hands suspended above my head till I was on my tiptoes hurt a little, but I figured it was okay. While I shifted my weight to keep from cramping, they got down to beating my ass. Donna used Brians belt,  Julie ripped me up with the crop. It was fine at first, but the thing about being suspended like I was is it makes it hard to breath,  as I got more excited from the beating, I was gasping, painfully for breath. Julie also surprised me, in that she wanted to make me cry, it was important to her for some reason. As Donna watched, drinking a beer, Julie got busy with  the crop,  I dug in. Determined not to cry for her, I took her best  she was relentless, even Donna was in awe of her brutality.

     For a little woman she was powerful, as if she had to get every ounce into every blow, she didnt play the scale game. Some whippers liked to do me easy, hard, easy, hard,  switch, like the blows were notes,  that was cool, but Julie was all primal brutality, every stroke as hard as possible, the pinnacle for a sick fuck like me. There was sweat flying from her forehead, but I took it, I fucking took it. But when Julie attacked my balls with the crop, I was bawling like a baby,  she was standing in front of me, hands raised in victory, me sobbing, hurting, broken. Eating her cunt afterwards made it worth it, she had two inch cunt lips,  usually I hate that, but she wanted me to chew them, go figure,  I did. She also was one of the cunts that let a stream of piss flow when coming, thats a bonus for me, her ass was tasty, but as I worked my tongue up her shit hole, I had to laugh at how lose it was, Julie must be an anal freak.

   So, I was having some great experiences,  was enjoying living a mans life through Brians eyes. The day he asked about the camping gear in the garage, was the opening of one of the most intense weeks of my life. He was interested, as he told me his dad never took him anywhere,  his mother hated outdoor shit. Siezing an opportunity to get Brian by myself for a week I begged him to let me take him. He was excited, though acting teen cool, but he was excited. When I told him where I liked to camp, there was a pond and the fishing was great, he dropped his tough guy act,  seemed really like a kid, which made me feel good.

   He was right, Donna hated the idea,  I volunteered to take Brian alone,  Donna agreed and I was happy as a clam,  Brian seemed  like he could care if his mother went or not. Life sucks, then you die. Donna just told me that Julie and Dave, her husband, want to go camping, so Donna was on board. That meant that the trip would include Brian, Donna, me, Julie, her husband,Dave,  I got freaked when told that Brian could also pick two pals to bring with him. The warning horns going off in my brain, that this could get out of control easy, but my boner was my all. I cried, from anxiety, when Donna said,"I expect you to do everything this trip, I mean everything, no one else is required to work. This is your gift to Brian and me for letting you serve us. It will be intense for you, but I think you need it, your geting a liitle big for your britches," prompting Brian to cackle, "Sounds like a long fucking week for you suckboy, let me think who.to bring, whos mean,"  Donna gaily added, "just make sure their hung, Me and Julie need lots of action,"  Im sure she wasnt kidding.

   All the planning fell to me as well as outfitting everyone, which I didnt think fair, why should I pay fro Julie and her hubby, I didnt think it was right, of course, I was way to sackless to voice a complaint, instead I got their sizes from Donna. I had camped at the same grounds year after year, because it was so out of the way,  secluded, the pond was well stocked with fish and because it was private no licsence was needed, and at thirty five dollars a week each, I saved over two hundred dollars. I also lucked out and managed to book the last two sites, they were all alone up a dirt road at a secluded inlet on the pond. You couldnt see the site from the water unless you were right in front of the inlet. It was private and each site was zoned for two tents, so there was plenty of room. I had three tents, all the same, each six person, so everyone had room. The bill was staggering but there was gear for everyone, along with inner tubes for the water,  a portable dvd player, so the boys, I mean men, would have something to do, besides beat me senseless, that sent a tingle through me.

   Figuring on the food and drinks was hard, I really wanted everyone taken care of, to have fun. Donna had already told me that I would not be allowed to leave the site once we got there, so I had better plan on having enough to feed everyone, reminding me that they would be, as put she it, "Fucking, morning, noon, and night,  that builds up a hell of an appetite, asshole." Its my personality, I really like organising everything,  I had it all planned, even that I would drive up early so that everything would be perfect for their arrival.Donna even made me meet Dave,  he had issues with me, especially when Donna and Julie told him how much I wanted to suck his cock. Jesus, he doesnt like me, Im guessing, I won that deal. He fucking assualted me, to Donnas and Julies howls of laughter.

  My instincts took over and I tried to dive behind Daves couch, but I didnt make it, no, he got me. He dragged me out by my feet,  when I was in the middle of the floor, he snapped," Get up and face me,"  you have no idea how hard that is, but I was on the ground,  his steel toed work boots were in my line of sight,  they scared me shitless. No fantasy there, thank you very much. That my body trembled in front of him, that I sobbed, that snot ran down my face, that Donna and Julie were mocking me, making chicken noises and flapping their arms, that Dave looked like he wanted to destroy me, all made this fucking over the top dramatic. I mean he could kill me, he looked mean enough,  Donna had told me he was a fucking maniac when he got mad.

   He ordered me to strip, everyone had to spend way to much time pointing out my obvious short comings What happened next freaked me out. I expected Dave to kick my ass, whip me, taunt me and he did, awesomely. He hit me with his fist flush on my jaw and I dropped,  Donna was fucking thrilled with Dave. Next he made me kneel on my hands and knees and he used the steel toed boots to bruise my ass crazy, that fucker has issues. It was fucking terrible, the girls dug it, dug Daves obvious contempt for me, I planned on staying as far as possible from him during the campout.

  But when he bent me over the couch and drilled my ass, I was in lala land, it hurt, that sharp invasion pain, but soon I was digging his hate, he was using his cock to try to hurt me,  it worked. But Dave didnt seem to appreciate that I loved it, my cock was dripping, it was so happy to be getting used. The girls were in my face telling me about all the cock I would get camping,  I came. This seemed to enrage all of them at once, Jesus they fucked me up, Dave actually gave me a shiner, he hit me so hard. Hes a fucking maniac, how can I survive a week with him around, though his smashing my face had a certain attraction, I knew I couldnt take repeated face shots, and not have problems.

Because I ruined Daves ass ride, I finished him with my mouth,  his cock was fucking huge, it made Brians look small,  now I knew why Julie had such an open ass door. Did every guy have a huge cock but me, it seemed that way.  His cock was a pleasure to eat,  though I disliked him, I gave him my all. It was perfect, two heavy squirts in my mouth,  then I sprayed his next three spurts of seed across my fag face, to Donna and Julies delight. "Jesus your pathetic," Dave spit at me,  then he did spit in my face, he went to shower, have a nice day, fucking nice to meet you.

  

  So driving by myself to the camp, with all the stuff loaded in the back of my pickup, I was jumpy at all the shit going through my head. Donna and Brian had been teasing me all week about the upcomming trip, so I was on edge, because when Donna told me they were going to hurt me, she was not bragging, they were going to hurt me, I had to take into account the crowd effect, With six people to abuse me, things could get out of hand quickly. I paid the fees and paid for the owner to drop off fire wood  for both sites and as I drove up the dirt road I noticed how really secluded this place was. They would be able to have their way with me and this got me hot, I wanted to cum, but knew it would be worth waiting till they got here. Again, I love the setting up stuff,  I laid the tents out for maximum comfort, had the coolers lined up, all iced, sodas, water, wine, beer. Had a mini bar set up for the adults, fire was going in both pits. all six sleeping bags, two to a tent, corners turned down, mint on top, I was good.

    I even hooked up the dvd player for the boys, laid out six fishing rods, with tackle and bait,  six chairs in a circle around one of the fire pits,  my last duty was I laid out on one of the picnic tables two bouquets of roses, one for Donna, one for Julie,  four brand new swiss knifes for the guys, also I put envelopes next to the gifts containing five hundred cash for each adult,  three hundred for the boys, each. I thought a little sucking up on my part might reduce the shit coming my way, no I didnt.

   The owner came and left plenty of wood and joked that it seemed everyone deserted me. I always wanted to tell someone like him the truth, show him my bruised, battered body and see his reaction, His hair would catch on fire, He wouldnt understand the pleasure involved in this madness, he looked much  to dull. I was relaxing, as much as I could relax knowing what was coming up that dirt road soon, six people focused on abusing me,  my pee pee was excited,  my insides were butterflying, waiting really is the hardest part.

    I heard the Escalade coming up the road,  I was shaking,  I almost forgot that Donna had told me to be naked, when they arrived,  that was scarry. I started wigging that I hadnt even met the two teens Brian invited,  that put more stress on me. I knew what I would do when they got out, though. So there I stood at the picnic table with the gifts on them, naked, trembling, never so more turned on in my life. As they pulled up I got on my knees and knelt in the dirt and waited my piggy fate.

   That Julie and Donna were half undressed I saw, that Dave looked like his customary pissed off self, that the friends Brian invited wore the same goth black clothes, black jeans, engineer boots, made my boner salute them as they all approached, hooting and hollering, even Dave seemed amused to see me awaiting my destiny. Donna got right after me and slapped me hard and asked what the flowers were for. I trembled as I told her about the gifts, how I wanted to thank everyone for coming camping. She dug that, I crawled around and as I gave each their gift and money,  I begged them to abuse me, they spat on me and laughed at my hard, tiny penis. Brians friends were both his size,  they were excited about abusing me, I could tell, they had the look of sadists.

  "Well, we all need a bladder break, asshole, so do the guys and then me and Julie will load you up.'  I crawled and kneeled and each guy topped off in my mouth, then Donna and Juile filled me up as I lay in the dirt. Six piss loads are a lot, but it all stayed down, though I would get sick soon, I knew. Josh and Carl, Brians friends, are both well hung,  I am thrilled, thats four fat cocks for me to suck, thats nice. "Start cooking dinner, we are hungry,  make it fucking snappy," that from Julie, I realized everyone was going to own me,  that was a bit daunting. 

    While I cooked the steaks and potatoes, I watched as everyone else sat near the water,  the guys fished,  the girls were taking turns sucking everyones cocks. Jesus they all had beautiful, fat man cocks,  I felt so pathetic, as I looked at my penis,  no wonder Im over here, cooking, naked, covered in piss and dirt. Watching Josh and Carl grope Donna was hot, they were enjoying the fuck out of it,  who could blame them. Donna semed to be having fun herself,  this did make me happy, I did love to hear her squeal with pleasure. Dave seemed a little put out that Brian was trying to see how far he could get his tongue down Julies throat, I would love to see Brian kick his sour ass,  then rape him,mmm, that worked for me. Dave pretended he was cool with it all, but I saw what I saw.

   Dinner was a success, I can cook,  they could eat. Before that though Julie decided flowers from me were insulting, She and Donna trashed the pretty roses, gave everyone a branch with thorns on it, I did not like this , not at all. While I walked around serving dinner, they would whip me with the thorns, wow, it hurt so good. I was bleeding, but it was only scrapes, mostly, besides they were having fun,  I would not deny them that. I was to far into my slave mode to ever pull back now. Being able to step outside myself, I pictured the scene from above, me naked, filthy bleeding, sobbing, serving six laughing, happy, clothed people, that was intense. I got leftovers, everyone chewed food up and spit it in a large bowl,  then they all spit in it. Brian stuffed my face into the bowl,  I scarfed up the delicious already chewed steak dinner, while everyone laughed and carried on.

    My face was a mess,  Dave thought I needed a bath, so with the boys help, they tossed me off the six foot cliff into the cold pond. It shocked me, but made my cuts and bruises calm down,  that was something, always look on the bright side.  Of course when I came out, the shrinkage was bad, my dick had disappeared, with no pubic hair, I knew I looked sad. It was as if Brian, Josh and Carl had to attack me for being so lame. "Wow that is fucking sad," was all Dave said and then he started to make out with Donna, while Julie egged the boys on, she wanted them to pummel me. She kept flashing them her tits and pussy,  promising them lots of fun if they hurt me. I dont think I like Julie anymore, dirty cunt.

   The beating was nasty, there was lots of closed fists and when I went down, three sets of engineer boots started to batter my body. Managing to get to my feet was hard, but Julie pushed me back down from behind, laughing, "stomp the fag, men, its getting me hot" You know its bad when Donna stops it. She was sitting on Daves fat meat stick,  told the guys, "if hes out of action, your doing the chores, play nice with the idiot,  you can still have fun." Of course, she had let them stomp me for a while and I was beat, every where hurt. I lay there panting , trying to keep from losing my mind, didnt even realize they had all gathered around me, I was petrified to look up. "Roll on your back maggot," ranted Julie,  I did looking up and seeing everyone looking at me with eyes alive with comtempt.

  While they all pissed on me, Donna told me that they were going for a walk to the general store, down the road. I was to make sure the fires were going for them when they got back,  dinner was cleaned up. "And take another dip in the pond, stinky, your a nasty fucker."  they were off,  I had to admit I needed the break, the boys boots had really hurt me and I hoped my ribs were okay, cause they hurt. Pain I could deal with, but the emotional overload was draining,  I had real concerns about a whole week of this intensity. You try having six lunatics torment you. But my cock was stiff and I still felt powerfully submissive. Again, when I had laid in the dirt, on my back, naked, filfty, bruised and battered and they all pissed on me, while laughing, taunting, spitting down on me, Wow, I was  where I needed to be.

  I cleaned up their mess and hid the leftovers in an empty box, as I had no way to tell when I would be fed,  I had to puke soon, my piss bloated belly was percolating, big time. The fires, I stoked nicely, then I puked up all the piss and dinner I swallowed earlier, and I headed for a dip.The water felt so nice, the cold got everything relaxed and my brain slowed down, I ate the leftovers and drank two bottles of water, tried to summon energy from somewhere inside to make it through tonight. I just had to take it a step at a time. It was already getting late,  I figured they would be gone a while, so that left only a few hours tonight to fuck with me. It would be a long few hours, as I was spent and needed rest, more, I needed a time out from the battering, but that was not my call, we had no safe word, it was out of my hands.

    They all looked so good as they sauntered up the road, eating ice cream cones and laughing, wouldnt I like to be included, just once. "Hey stinky we got you ice cream, lots of ice cream." Donna teased,  everyone looked gleeful,  I knew I was going to get punked. They had four gallon containers of chocolate ice cream,  I was told to get eating, but first Donna stuffed a plug up my ass. It was good ice cream, but it was a lot,  I had to stop,  they didnt like that, not at all. The boys were purposely walking by me,  each time they just happened to kick me,  then Dave thought my ice cream needed jimmies,  he sprinkled dirt all over the melting ice cream. Jesus, I was getting full, I needed to shit, but the plug was tight.

    Finally I couldnt do it, no more,  Donna was off. She had the boys put me on my back, then they spread my legs, wide,  pulled them back to my head, so my ass was pointed at my face. This didnt look good at all. Sure enough she pulled my ass plug,  I got a faceful of liquid shit, to everyones delight, even I had to admit that was hot. Her pouring the rest of the ice cream down my gaping shit chute was cold. Real fucking cold, I immediatly started getting cramps in my colon,  it hurt. When I was loaded up, Donna rammed the plug up my ass and told me to get up. I felt pregnant and had trouble getting up, so when she told me to start running around the camp fires, I was fucked.

    Round and round I went, stumbling, feet bleeding, stomach cramping,  everyone was getting in their shots, a slap here, a boot stomp to my bare foot, a thorny rose branch across my ass, spit hitting my face, teenage boys can spit alot, a real lot. Brian, Josh, and Carl were behind me whipping me hard,  my penis was raging to everyones delight. "Sick fucker loves it," cracked Julie. This was tough, I was sweating bad, cramping, dizzy, out of breath, but I kept moving, what choice did I have, there were three pairs of hard, brutal engineer boots waiting to tear into me, if I dared stop, or worse, go down.

    It was close, when Donna annouced fuck time,  the boys dropped me, were only interested in her and Julie.  First though, Donna had me get in the positon from earlier, so my ass was in my face,  then she ordered me to pull the plug. Oh, yeah that was good, I was drowning in liquid shit, then back in the river I was tossed. Jesus, the way they tossed me about, like a sack of shit, was hot. To be carried naked, by a man and three teenage toughies, while I was naked and bloodied,  tossed like trash into a pond, while two women cheered them on, that was deep.

    When I was back in front of everyone, with my tiny willy begging for abuse Donna said "For being such a good sport, before we send the loser to bed, lets give him a few parting gifts," Donna announced grandly, " Since you got all of us such nice camping stuff, we got you some too," As I opened the boxes, everyone snickered, as it was all little girl disney camping stuff. As I stared at the pink pup tent, pink sleeping bag, pink cinderella night gown, I cried, the abuse finally got to me,  they went taunt crazy on me. I sat on the ground naked, beaten,sobbing with my little girl camping stuff, surrounded by six people spitting on me, screaming at me, " Fag, Loser, Its only the first night, Fucking cry baby, wait till we hurt you"

   Donna got the night gown on me and then she made me stand on the picnic table and sing, If I only had a brain, while stroking my cock. Every one was razzing me, as I looked at those cruel, hateful faces, it drove me, to maybe the most incredible cum of my life. Of course I didnt get to enjoy the aftermath long, as Brian got at the other end of the table, tipped the table, and as I was out of it, I landed face first in the dirt, I heard the applause but I just lay there, I was done, even they knew it. They set the tent up for me,  the guys roughly stuffed me in it, I could only fit if I slept in a ball, so I did.

   The tent had an open screened roof and I hoped it didnt rain.The sleeping bag was actually comfortable, if way to small. Wow, they  sure fucked a lot, there was constant moaning, groaning, cheers, as the guys did the women hard. Jesus, I was on my third cum, when they started to quiet down,  then I felt the rain, but, fuck, it wasnt rain,  I looked up, the guys were giving me a goodnight golden shower, well its the thought that counts. So there I lay, soaked in piss, hurting, horny, stressed, but all in all, it was all right. I made the first day, that was something.

                                                                           The End

                                                                     DONNA

                                                                     CHAPTER 4  CAMP FIRE STORY

                                                        by roccodadom44

                                                        roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

 

   Body sore all over, the cuts were stinging, my ribs had a dull throbbing pain shooting through them, throat dry and raw from the piss swilling and puking, both of my feet were swollen from the boys foot stompling, but my cock was throbbing in a good way.  Freak of the year thats me, I was on fire replaying the humiliation and pain dealt my way.  It only took ten strokes, and my little fella, shot its tiny, impotent load, I was that overstimulated.

   I used the pond to clean off, again, the cold shocked,  then soothed my sore body. Silently, I got both fires burning low, prepped breakfast for six, ate a large breakfast, swallowed a few pain killers, anitbiotics, antidiahrea, plenty of water. I needed to give myself the best chance to survive this week,  I knew in a short time, I was gonna catch hell, from six sadists. There was a symphony of snores, farts,  mumblings coming from the tents, I figured I had sometime.

  Realizing all the tents roofs were off, I needed to feed my peeping tom jones,  I went and looked in each screened roof, all ready hard at doing this,  the real chance that I would get caught, that could be hot. The first tent contained Dave and Donna, naked in each others arms, his cock looking perfect, lain across his stomach, her legs spread, just enough, to let me see that her cunt was still open from Daves rutting. God, she had such nice breasts, I wanted so bad to suck them, but that happened so rarely, I discounted it.

  The next tent was real wild,  I was stroking my wee wee, at the scene, below me. Julie, was sprawled, naked, between all three boys,  her body was a mess of dried cum stains,  all three boys had throbbing, massive, leaking cocks, even though they slept, soundly. I would remove my balls with a rusty pair of clippers, for the chance to spend one night like that, that undeserving skany cunt. Her sleeping smile of satisfaction rankled me,  I hoped Dave kicked her ass, though seeing as he was getting Donna, I think he was content.

  Fucking figures Dave got up first, sour puss, not even a good morning. He simply ordered me to my knees, pissed down my throat, with that hateful, Im better than you, look  on his face. As he used my mouth, to clean his funky cock, he told me, " You pitiful coward, today the real shit comes your way, get ready to be fucked up." The threats scared me, but I wasnt surprised that I was going to get clobbered,  anyhows, I was to busy trying to savor every lingering taste of Donnas cunt, from Dangerous Daves meaty cock.

After I made him coffee, thank god the miserable bastard went down to the water to fish, I didnt want to be around him,  knew he would really hurt me before the week was over, that boy had a lot of anger,  I supected he really was pissed at Julie, and her slutty ways. That I could hear her moaning in the boys tent, made me smile with hope that shit would erupt and I could hang in the shadows, so to speak. Dave was pacing back and forth by the waters edge, was he killing time fishing, or was he pacing in anger, because he had to just hear Julie shout, "Both of you stuff your cocks in me, come on fuckers," that was hot.

   Religious, that was the experience when the boys lined up,  I took each piss load, then cleaned their awesome cunt and shit juice coated cocks. Jesus, they were all studs,  I wanted to stay like this all day, they wanted breakfast, they won. After I fed the boys, they joined Dave fishing , I tried to blend in to the background, for now. Donna and Julie changed that, as they both pissed me,  fed me their oh so stinky cum filled cunts,  their dirty saucy shit chutes. Wow, it was a buffet fit for a pervert, thats me.

   They ate and then Donna and Julie went to the showers down the road, after teasing the guys with a little cunt on cunt sucking,  I was hot watching those two eat each other, while the guys cheered them on.  I was busy cleaning the tents, airing out the sleeping bags, trying to stay busy,  out of the boys sight. Didnt work, they got bored fishing,  figured it was time to give me some shit. "Hey tiny dick, get over here,:" snapped Brian,  I was there, on my knees, surrounded by three mean teens,and a sourpuss Dave. As I knelt, trembling, I could feel their collective disgust,  really, who could blame them.

   Dave gave each of the boys a fish hook, Oh, fuck this is gonna be bad. "Lets fuck him up before the girls can stop us," chuckled Dave,  as he stood in front of me, looking down on me, as if I were dog shit, he ordered, "Tongue out, asshole." Even though I knew this would hurt, Dave terrified me, there I was tongue out as far as possible, just waiting for the pain. Didnt have to wait long, Dave rammed the hook brutally through my  tongue, near the tip. Fuck it hurt,  I had fished enough to know the hook would be tough to get out, so I figured it was there for awhile. Whenever Dave tied his fishing rod to the hook, I was getting ready to freak out.

   Boys being Boys, they needed to get their fun,  soon I had a hook through each nipple, and one through my sensitive cock glans. Real tears streamed down my face as the guys teased me,  spit was flying. Jesus, know one loves being spit on more that me, but this was insane, how the fuck can these kids have so much juicy saliva. Dave had a plan,  it kills me to admit, but it was nasty, so, when Donna and Julie returned from showering the sight that awaited them, sent them into fits of laughter and joy.

  The guys had spread out in a circle around me, as they all reeled in their fishing rods, I was being pulled four ways, by my tongue, tits, and dick. It was intense, and I hoped my body stayed in one piece. "Thats an ugly fish," cackled Donna, "Throw that fucker back,"  the guys did. They untied their rods, but left the hooks on me, tossed me into the drink, I was getting used to this. As I stood in the water, I took stock,  my nipples were bloody and throbbing, my tongue was swollen,  my cock was on fire from the hook embedded in the tip. The fuckers made me beg to get out of the pond, while they threw rocks at me.

  "If you eat the these worms, you can get out,otherwise, you are spending the day in there," Brian smirked, while holding out the box of slimy, wiggling night crawlers. Fuck, this sucks, but I wanted to get out,  I was hoping they would take the hooks out of me. They were ugly and fat, but I ate the seven worms, Brian gave me, while the others laughed and joked at my condition. "Look, the worm is eating worms," snickered Julie, and Dave added, "Wow, his prick is pratically nonexistent,"  every one got a laugh at my pond shrunken half inch pecker. The worms were as nasty as you would think, fat, slimy, and they tasted horrible, like spoiled meat. but I could use the protein.

  Well, they did let me out,  they even cut the hooks off of me, roughly,  then I was drinking everyones piss loads, while kneeling, even Donna and Julie pissed me like this, I was full and coated, perfect, though I was going to puke soon. Worms and piss can cause that. So, I lay there, hurting in  the dirt,as everyone got ready for the day. A brutal kick from Donnas booted foot to my balls, got my attention, my undivided attention. "On your knees asshole," she screamed,  I did,  the others gathered around. "We are going hiking for the day, you will do the laundry, clean the site,  have a huge supper ready for us, later today," Donna ordered, then she turned to the others, "Lets all give him a stomping, so he wont miss us to much." No one needed any encouragement. The kicks were many and brutal, I was gasping, bleeding, stunned. There was puke shooting out of my mouth as they continued the all out boot assault. Then they were gone, leaving me pummelled in the dirt, quite on the edge of lunacy.

I must of laid there an hour, just dazed and weeping, mind racing, would I survive this week? My right nipple was torn from the fish hook, my tongue was swollen, so that my words were lispy. Josh, I finally realized had a foot stomp fetish, every time the hunk got near me, he was smashing my toes with his heavy hard engineer boots. That got me hard,  I started pulling my sore pecker, dreaming of Josh owning me,wallowing in the dirt, truly, I am a pig.

  Its funny how easily I got on with the day, ignoring the pain and getting the chores done, while also trying to tend to my many cuts and bruises. My right nipple looked bad, I figured it was always going to be ruined,  when I rememberd that Josh had done that, I knew he was a real sadist,  in some way that made me respect him. He knew what he wanted and he did it, that he wanted to brutalize me, all the better. Jesus, there was a lot of laundry and the washers were a half mile walk, fucking great. Of course getting to sniff six pairs of dirty socks, and six pairs of dirty underwear, almost made it all worthwhile. Julies red silk panties had an awesome aroma, like she hadnt washed in years, dirty slag.

  Knowing the gang was hiking all day, I made a huge dinner, burgers, dogs, beans, potatoe salad, and a tray of campfire brownies. As the afternoon wore on, I was getting more and more frazzled, as I sensed a coming storm of pain and abuse, yes, my tiny pecker was excited, but the rest of me was wary, real wary. they sounded exuberant, as I could hear them singing as they came up the road. that they were singing When the whip comes down by the Stones, didnt help to soothe me, at all. Fuck they all had bull whips, and as they came to me, Donna told me about the hunting store, and leather shop.

  Jesus it was brutal, I was really scared, as I hung by my wrists, from a branch,  they all whipped me senseless, my body a mass of welts, crisscrossing everywhere. Fuck, Fuck, it hurt,  everyone was laughing at me,  spitting on me, it was intense, all that hate and loathing directed at me, I came when Brian scored a direct lash to my balls,  it was the most intense mix of pain and pleasure ever, I passed out, total black, lights out, didnt come to for five minutes. They had cut me down,  Donna and Julie worked my cuts into shape, using ointment,  swabs of antiseptics, which burnt fierce, but they were touching me,  that was so powerful, to feel Donnas and Julies naked bodies rubbing against my worthless ruined flesh, arms and legs, and occasional tit, on me was so hot. Donna told me my cum had shot at least five feet, I had cum so hard,  when she told me she was proud of me, I cried, and the guys laughed,  Donna ordered them to go fishing. She and Julie spent and hour or so being nice to me,  it made the whole thing worth it, I came twice just being close to them, I was so overloaded with sexual fury.

The rest of the trip was much calmer, as if Donna made a decsion not to completely destroy me, not now anyways,  I loved her for her goodness. She could have let the guys go wild,  they would have seriously hurt me,  Im sure she wanted to see it, but she knew I was more valuable as a maid and caretaker for her and Brian, she could be quite rational at times, balanced by violent, sadistic furies unleashed on yours truely. It was a bit bizzare, but it was real, and thats that. They used me for oral sex, to swallow their piss,  I still did all the stuff at the site,  when they left, they simply got in the truck,  drove off, not even a goodbye, leaving me to haul everything down, drive home, broken, hurting, alone, naturally.

   It had been a great adventure,  I thought that Donna really showed me her ability to lead, everyone just followed her, no questions, that was pretty cool, to be around that person. Brian showed me how much he enjoyed doleing out pain,  I knew he would get heavier with me,  this scared and excited me. If I never saw Dave again, that would be to soon, I hated him,  enjoyed the fact that Julie wasnt really in love with him,  I hoped she divorced him, for a huge black guy, that would be fun. Dave was a dull, boring, clod,  he knew this, I knew this,and Julie knew this,  someday he would get his,  I would laugh at the justice, as he had been outlandishly mean to me all week,  everyone else had at least been civil to me, at times, rare times. Julie, I still dug her, but didnt hold her in the same light, she paled next to Donna, a true superior woman. That she had gottten nasty with me, turned me on,  I knew it had scared Dave,  that turned me on more. Carl was a bit white bread a natural follower, and he left no real impression on me, just another person to abuse me.

   Last but not least was Josh, and I was infatuated by him, he was a fucking lunatic, but a calm, sensible one. The last night, the gang had staked me out on the ground, spread eagle, so I would suffer the mosquitoes,  late into the night Josh had appeared and as he forced me to eat his tasty ass. He whispered out how much he wanted to get me alone,  I came eating his ass, listening to his longings to brutalise me. It was intense, when he pissed down my throat,  then face fucked me, causing me to puke repeatedly,  cumming in my mouth, to both of our joys. If that wasnt true love, or something, I dont know what is, and I obviously dont.

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                                                                 DONNA
                                                                 Chapter 5    Whos Sorry Now

                                                                                  by roccodadom44

                                                                  roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

                                   

        After our wild outdoor adventure, things went back to normal, if you call getting beaten, sexual abused, swallowing gallons of piss normal. So I was still getting my daily ration, happily Brian was feeding me his cock  and ass on a regular basis, he was also fucking me, at least twice a week, he fucked hard and angry, just the way I dug it. I had taken early retirement so as to better serve my owners, this allowed them the freedom to really let loose on my face. Donna continued her Dr Jeckel/ Mr Hyde routine, sometimes being so sweet to me, it would make me cry,other times erupting in a fit of extreme violence, over the slightest misstep of mine. These explosions could be the most intense periods of my life, as Donna was mean, Brian was a sadist, but mostly he was good natured about it, but his Mom was just plain mean, when she felt the desire.

  The last few episodes had ended the same way, with me knocked out by Donnas nasty fists, she had become fixtated with her ability to KO me, I had to admit I loved the feeling of floating off to never ever land, on the end of her sexy, dominating fist. That she always pissed on me, while I lay out cold, only made it so much more complete, she really did own me. To wake up, covered in her urine, face throbbing from her violent beating, well, I was always hard as a rock, last time I had cum, while out, as a giggling Donna taunted me. She adored that I really loved her abuse, it empowered her, not that she needed it, my face was now always bruised, cut, or worse, as she had broke my nose several times, I had started talking raspy as my sinuses were fucked.

She did take me to the doctors, after waiting a week for my face to heal somewhat. She told the doc I was an exboxer,  had trouble breathing through my nose,  he decided I needed minor surgury to correct the problem of a blocked sinus cavity. He did tell her, like I was a child just sitting there, fuck, no one respected me,  I half expected the Doctor to give me a lollipop, for fucks sake, that I should learn to block my face,  they both had a good laugh.

  Donna could be nice, or at least she had decided that I needed a break, as she even told Brian that I was not to be hurt, only sexually abused, no hard stuff,  he was cool with that,as he wasnt beating me much, just emptying loads and loads of his fresh cream in me and on me. He loved to paint my ugly, broken face with his manly juice, make me wear it all day, till it dried, it was so special to me, to be able to wear his sperm, I loved his game. The night Josh slept over was magical, as the boys got into Donnas booz locker, in no time they were using me like a cheap ho,  I loved it, to have both their fat, young, tasty cocks plunging in and out of my greedy face was awesome, but when the studs tagteamed my ass, I came twice. Thought my ass would tear apart, but it took both their fat cocks,  the friction got us all off. It was exhausting, the way they pounded me, violently ramming me, both fat beef sticks competeing for my ass pussy, intense feeling when they both came up my hole, I really could feel their hot sweet cream coating my throbbing colon, I think I know how a girl feels getting pussy fucked, like it is everything, the only thing..

  It was wild when I came, rubbing my little, silly cock against Joshs sweaty, hairless, washboard stomach,  while  looking into my eyes, he scooped my litttle puddle of cum from his stomach, ate it while smiling at me, it was so powerful, I wondered if Josh had gone fag, smiled at the notion that I could give him that kind of pleasure. The manjuice flowing from my gaping shitter, got the boys laughing and they had me eat it all, a chore I needed no coaxing, it was life giving food to me, I needed this, this level of use and I knew now that they had emptied their manly balls, abuse would be coming my way, qucik and hard. The chose the bamboo canes, as I panted, cried, squirmed, begged, came, they striped me, head to toe, then I got down and slurped their dirty cocks till I was fed two more teen loads, a great night, but only the start.

   Later that night I was woken by Josh, he soon had his fat cock, balls deep down my willing, if dry, throat,  he fucked my mouth with gusto, hurting me, whispering that he wanted to fuck me,  I spread my legs, guided his superior weapon, he knew what to do, use me, ride me hard. I came twice, the cum erupting from my tiny balls, he was good, altering his thrusts, moving his cock sideways to further batter my sensitive, alive ass walls, he was taking me, making me his bitch, I wanted it to go on forever. It didnt, as he filled my bowels with his baby batter, making me feel useful, I could give him this pleasure, then it made it all worthwhile. It shocked me, after he came, he stuck his tongue in my mouth and we swapped spit and played tongue tag, I couldnt of felt happier, I was there. He left me, fucked out on the floor,without a word, none needed, I got what I needed, some of his heart, He didnt hate me, he would still abuse, I hoped, but he had some level of want for me, for a desperate soul like me, that was huge.

     Donna had been out partying, big surprise, as I curled up on my mat, in the kitchen where I slept, noticing that it was almost three in the morning, the front door banged open,  I heard crying and excited, angry voices. Thinking it was Donna crying I was up, naked, tiny wee wee looking particularly pathetic, in the living room, the scene was chaos, I took it in, waiting to be told what to do. Julie was crying and her face was bloody, Donna was pissed, I didnt like that look, that was real anger, nasty painful anger, as she called me to her, I went, of course, but was petrified. She sensed my fear and told me she wasnt pissed at me and she needed me to help calm and clean Julie, I was a whirling dirvish, by the time Brian and Josh were in the room, in their sexy boxers, chests bared, I wanted to kiss, lick, forever, I had gotten Julie settled down..

   I had an ice pack on Julies face, which had an ugly bruise and her lip was bleeding, as I slowly rubbed her arm, she calmed and smiled at me, I was higher than ever, I was needed. Donna explained that Dave had beaten up Julie when she got home tonight, Donna had to get her out of there as Dave was violent, Brian and Josh vowed to protect the girls, I served drinks, as everyone, except me, discussed what to do, we all heard the car door slam and the front door being pounded on. I was fucking scared, he kicked the fucking door in, he looked deranged, insane, looney, ranting, foaming at the mouth, he beelined for the panic stricken Julie. Even Donna and the guys shrunk from the madmans path.

   It would easily win most suprising outcome of the century, for with no thought, only pure hate for this nasty, pouty, bullying, coward, married to a first class slut any guy should be proud to know, I smashed his face so fucking hard, everyone told me his face exploded, his blood coated my face, he dropped, didnt move, he was out cold, dead to the world, I was crying, shaking. holding my sore hand. Donna was hugging me, Brian and Josh were calling me the man, Julie was calling my name, it was all quite odd.

   Donna quickly got the boys to get her handcuffs from the play box, the huge tupperware container, with all My Mistress toys, and more. When she told me she loved me,  was proud of me, I knelt and kissed her feet, she ruffled my balding head. Julie came to me and kissed me, deep, sensual,shared her bloody mouth with me, told me she loved me, I melted, wow, I was gonna start punching every guy, I giggled, told them, they giggled at the absurdity of that notion, after all I was standing there,completely nude, body hairless, cock still funny small, though I was hard. They had Dave cuffed, hands and feet, when he came around, he remembered who hit him, facing me he ranted that he would kill me, Brian, who had slipped his engineer boots on, kicked the evil fucker in the face, breaking teeth, it was a beatdown, as everyone, except me, stomped him brutally, as I was stroking, couldnt help it, Donna called me over and as they continued to stomp the crying, big baby, I shot my load, never bigger, right in his bloody, broken, ugly face,  they all cheered me on, it was one of the great moments of my silly pathetic life. So thats how a man feels, I liked it, but knew what I really needed was Donna and her domination, that was really me, this violent shit was just love. I would lay my life down for the four Gods and Goddesses standing before me.

  As Dave was wiggling all around the floor, Donna had the boys tie him down so he couldnt move at all, she said we should all get some sleep. Julie taunted Dave that she was sleeping with Brian and Josh, real men, when she threw at him that she would even sleep with me before him, that I was more of a man than he was, Dave was screaming, twisting, they were teasing him more, I was loving it, god, I hated that creepy miserable bastard. I mean he was good looking, fat superior cock, had a sexy wife who would do any nasty thing he wanted, but he was always angry, unhappy, fuck him, he was getting what he deserved. Julie was letting the boys grope her, while she told Dave she would divorce him, that was final, as if she read my mind, she told him plenty of guys would appreciate her, her boys backed her up, with heavier groping, Brian had three of his big fingers, worming around up Julies fab vagina, Josh was treating her nipples to a furious bout of stretching, while telling Dave they were gonna enjoy his wife.

   But when Donna told me to stand over Dave, I knew it was gonna get wild. She had Julie suck my little pecker off, while we were right above the prone Dave, who looked so angry at my tiny willy being sucked by his soon to be exwife, Julie gave me her all, when I came she spat my seed in her hubbys face telling him to die, she hated him,  never wanted to see him, She left arm in arm with her teen lovers, though we would hear them moaning, off and on, all night and morning. I asked Donna for permission to go wee wee, she giggled a hell ya, and I pissed in Daves brutish face, it was so fucking empowering, he was beaten, he just lay there crying, bloody, piss and cum covered face, securely bound, ropes and cuffs, as he begged Donna to be allowed to piss, She kicked his still clothed balls, while he sobbed she told him to piss his pants, they all hated his miserable act,  this was the end of the line. She would have two of her friends, tough guys, real tough guys, remove Dave to his house tomorrow,  Dave would stay there till the divorce was final and then the house wuld be sold and Julie would get seventy five percent, that was that, the Queen, my Queen had spoken,  I never doubted that would happen,  it did. I was excited that Julie was going to be staying with us, wow, that was gonna spice things up.

   Donna took me to bed that night, she made love to me, treated me like her man, she even ate my ass, and I loved it, loved her ability to give me what I needed, after we had cum several times each, we talked. Agreeing that I needed to be abused, alot, that this would never work, I wasnt a man, we both knew something changed though, Donna swore she would never go to far with me, that she would always remember my devotion to her and hers, that nobody but them would mess with me, without Donnas permission, in the end thats all any wimp wants, to know his owners will ultimately care for him. She let me sleep in bed, I slept with my face buried in her ass,falling to sleep with my tongue lodged in her shit canal, that was so fucking special, also hearing Julie screaming out orgasm after orgasm, as the boys used her hard.

   Just like my Mistress, the greatest owner any toad, like me for instance, could want, had said last night, her two big and dumb brutes came over in the morning and removed the soiled, weeping, begging, pathetic Dave, I so wanted to shit down his throat, but I figured his being made to eat his soon to exs nasty cum filled clam was enough. Of course, once the brutes got Davey up, everyone had to work him over, I was dripping precum watching the sourpuss get his, they fucked him up, really beating him and I loved it. Jesus, I wanted those manly men, they both looked like they came from central casting, wanted them to use me hard, along with Bri and Josh, but this was Daves game, I watched as Donna convinced the guys, alll of four of them to rape Daves ass, it was real, he screamed, they fucked him silly, his ass was bleeding, My MIstress and Julie were spitting in his battered face telling him that he would need diapers. Whenever Julie took my hand and pulled me down beside her on the floor, in front of Daves bugged out, terror stricken eyes, then when she got on my hard little penis, she actually came riding me, telling Dave I was more of a man than he, thats so fucking cool, I lasted long enough to get her to cum, I felt like a man, the real men gave me props,  Dave puked blood, great all around.

      Julie fed Dave my small sperm pie, I was drained, then he was gone, for ever, I never saw the fucker again, no one ever mentioned him, like he never existed, I loved Donnas will, she made shit happen, she created her own reality and everyone followed her, I knew I was so fucking lucky to be her boy, wouldnt trade this life for any other, this was me, I promised myself that I would recommit my whole being to making My Mistress s life better. That I spent saturday evening playing punching bag to Brian and Cindy, his nasty gook cunt, they beat me senseless,  I ate their asses forever, win win, then when Donna and Julie got home later from partying, they used me as a toilet and I ate them both to orgasms, was allowed to tongue each of their sweaty shitholes, long and deep, well I was right there, knocking on heavens door.

    I sprang off my mat the next morning,  had the house clean, extra clean, had a huge hearty breakfast waiting for my betters, wearing my best maid outfit, pink thongs, white stockings, red heels, white gloves to my elbows, pink bunny ears, Brian like me to wear them, go figure,  the duster I lodged up my ass beside the thong, so I had a feather tail, I would shake it, like a cheap fagboy, as I walked, they all appreciated my need to humiliate myself,  they all helped me, I was put under the table and went around eating three dirty, stinky cunts, one fat beautiful slimed up cock, it was heaven, that they enjoyed my cooking, made me cum in my panties,  the girls loved it, congratulating me on my wimpiness, Brian only wanted to baste my face with his juice, he did, Cindy licked it off my face, Wow, I was walking on air.

                                                                           The End