White mother dominated part 2

continuing narrative of debasement degrading humiliation of a conservative white mother by her daughter's black boyfriend. some details changed to protect those

by Vulgus ([email protected])

I took a deep breath and held it and touched my lips to Ken's testicles. I held my breath for as long as possible and moved my pursed lips around his crotch as he had instructed. As I did my daughter was right in my face with that camera taking picture after picture of my humiliation.

After a minute or so Ken laughed and said, "You look like a fucking chicken pecking away like that. I said kiss them you stupid bitch, not peck at them. Is that how you kiss? No wonder your fucking husband left you. You can't fuck, you won't suck and you kiss like a fucking chicken! Now do it right or I'll get the ropes back out."

I tried as much as possible to breathe through my mouth but I think I was getting used to the smell after spending several minutes with my face buried in his crotch. And of course he was sitting there now with his legs splayed out so he was getting aired out, so to speak.

I started over, actually kissing the wrinkled, hairy skin of his testicles. I covered the sack with light kisses and then I kissed my way up the shaft of his very intimidating penis.

His penis began to throb more violently as I kissed it and with each throb more of that clear fluid oozed out and covered the large knob at the top of the shaft. By the time I had kissed my way up the shaft that fluid was beginning to run down the sides and my lips were coated with it by the time I had kissed my way to the tip.

Ken stopped me then and told me to lick my lips before I started licking his balls. I felt like gagging as I ran my tongue around my lips and tasted the gross, slimy lubricant that was oozing out of his sex organ. Once I got past the idea of how nasty it was to be here on my knees between the legs of this young black man and licking his bodily fluids from my lips I realized that there was almost no taste at all. The idea of it was nauseating but the fluid itself was mild, almost without any flavor at all.

I finished licking my lips and tentatively ran my tongue over his large testicles. This time there was a taste. I suppose it was a mixture of tastes. I could taste his salty sweat and the dried residue of his recent sexual tryst with my daughter. I tried not to think about it as I slowly moved my tongue around his testicles.

I coated his wrinkled sack with saliva and started to lick the base of his penis when he stopped me. He lifted his legs and scooted forward in his seat and ordered me to lick the crack between his buttocks and then to lick his anus. Except that those weren't the words that he used.

I stared at him in shock for a few seconds. I knew that I was going to end up performing fellatio on him. But this! Did people actually do that?! One look at his face, however, and I knew that whether people did it or not I was going to do it.

I tried not to look. I stared at his muscular chest as I bent my neck at an uncomfortable angle and lightly worked my tongue through his sweaty, hairy crevice. I shuddered in disgust as my tongue moved through that dark, dank, incredibly nasty part of his body. The taste of his sweat was stronger here, and there was another flavor as well. It was a dark, musky taste that I tried not to think about. I probably knew what it was, but I just couldn't think about it.

I forced myself to continue. I moved my tongue through that nasty crevice and over his anus several times before I stopped and concentrated on the anus itself. He really enjoyed it. His eyes closed and he moaned in pleasure as I worked on him with my tongue. His body tensed up and trembled as I moved my tongue around. I had no idea that that part of the body was such a sensitive erogenous zone. On the other hand, I didn't care. It was not information that I had any desire to use in the future. This was the most disgusting, demeaning act that I could imagine.

Kevin let me work at his anus for a long time. I was shaking from working with my neck at such an uncomfortable angle and my jaw and my tongue were so tired that I was afraid that I was about to lose the ability to control them when he finally dropped his legs and told me to resume where I had left off.

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I noticed that his shaft was now nearly covered in the fluid leaking from the tip. He must have been very excited by what he had just made me do. I hoped he would not want to do it again. I hated having to use my tongue on his sex organs. But the other, what he had just made me do, that was disgusting beyond description.

I returned to licking his shaft and now I was cleaning the fluids from his taut black skin with every touch of my tongue.

He had regained his composure and was now watching me with that arrogant smile back on his face. I continued to work mindlessly. I couldn't think about what I must look like with my mouth ministering to a large, black sex organ, a sex organ that had recently been in my young daughter's vagina! If I thought about it I'd go crazy.

It seemed to take a long time but I finally licked my way to the top of that large symbol of male dominance. As I slathered the knob atop his throbbing shaft with my tongue he smiled and said, "You're doing better than I thought you would bitch. Maybe I won't have to beat you again after all, at least, not for a while. I don't doubt that you'll fuck up eventually. Your head is too screwed up for you to come around this quick. But that's okay. I'll do whatever it takes to make a good bitch out of you. I'm just that kind of a guy. Now, wrap your lips around that cock and show me how much work you need to do before you can be a decent cocksucker. And be careful. I don't want to feel your teeth. If you bite my cock bitch, I'll pull every fucking one of them out with a pair of pliers and you can live the rest of your life on a diet of nice hot cum. I've done it before."

I believed him. But even as terrified as I was I didn't know how I could take enough of that monster penis into my mouth to satisfy him and yet keep from touching it with my teeth. Still, the mental picture of this sadist removing my teeth with a pair of pliers was quite a training tool. I didn't think that I would be able to satisfy him with my mouth. But I was determined that my teeth would never touch him.

I wrapped my lips around the thick, wet knob and slowly, carefully began to slide them down the shaft. He watched patiently for several minutes as I tried to suck on the three inches of his penis that I was able to force into my mouth. He watched my inadequate performance in amusement and then he said, "Okay bitch, I'll admit you're trying. You ain't worth a shit at it, but you are trying. Use your tongue stupid."

I had been trying very hard to keep from touching his penis with anything but my lips and the roof of my mouth. Now I began moving my tongue over the underside of his shaft, all the while trying desperately to avoid touching him with my teeth.

He let me work for a few more minutes and then he said, "Take a break bitch. Sit back and watch how it's supposed to be done. Lori, show your mom how to suck a fucking cock. Whoever let this bitch grow up this fucking stupid oughta get their ass kicked."

I sat back on my heels and watched in disbelief as my sweet, petite, fifteen year old daughter wrapped her small hand around his large shaft and bent over and took it into her mouth. She tightened her lips around it and began driving her mouth down, taking more and more of him into her mouth with each stroke until, with a strange uncomfortable noise her lips suddenly slid all the way down until they were stretched to the limit around the base of his organ. I could actually see the swelling in her throat as his penis entered her!

It made me gag to watch but she slowly pulled back to the tip and did it again, and then again as I watched in disbelief.

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After she had done that a half a dozen times he pushed her away. Then he smiled at me and said, "I don't expect you to be able to do that, yet. It took me almost two weeks to train her. I'll start you out easy on some smaller cocks first. Then you can work your way up to me. I'm not unreasonable. Now, get back to work. I don't expect you to do what your little girl just did. But I want to see you doing better than you just did. You need to get a mouthful of cum and find out what it tastes like. You are going to be eating a lot of it from now on so you need to get used to it."

I think that by this point my mind was becoming numb. I had no idea what time it was. If I had to guess I would estimate that it had been almost two hours since I discovered Ken groping my daughter in the foyer. Since that moment my already crumbling life had been turned upside down. I had been subjected to more perversion in however much time had passed since midnight than in the entire preceding thirty-two years of my life. I was physically and mentally exhausted and terrorized beyond my ability to cope.

I think that, as I steadied his penis with my hand the way my daughter had and placed my lips back around the large knob my mind was all but disengaged. I was almost beyond caring that I now had a black man's penis in my mouth and my daughter was taking high quality digital pictures of my efforts.

I began to slide my lips down Ken's shaft once more, this time using my tongue to tickle the underside. I managed to take a little more of it into my mouth this time. I kept trying to force more of it into the back of my mouth but every time I got to a certain point I began to gag uncontrollably.

Ken finally said, "Lori, help the stupid cunt out."

Lori put the camera down and knelt beside me. My eyes were so full of tears that I couldn't see but I felt her naked body beside me and her hand took mine and placed it around the base of Kevin's penis. She spoke softly as she began to instruct me on how to move my hand on his shaft while I sucked on that portion of it which I was able to take into my mouth.

I followed her instruction and as I sucked she placed her hand on the back of my head and said, "Now mom, the hardest part to get over is the gag reflex. I learned that if I attempted to swallow before I worked my lips down his cock then after a few times I didn't gag any more. You still won't be able to take it into your throat yet. Not until you have gotten used to doing it with some smaller cocks first. Ken is just too well hung for that. But you can take more than three fucking inches for Christ's sake. Come on now. That's it, swallow first. Good girl!"

I was surprised that it seemed to actually work. It wasn't easy. I couldn't actually swallow with that big hunk of male meat in my mouth. But the effort seemed to reduce the gag reflex significantly. Soon I was taking nearly five inches of his penis into my mouth.

Lori seemed satisfied and took her hands away, letting me continue on my own. As I sucked she said, "Ken is going to cum pretty soon. It is important that you don't spill any. That's like a major insult. You never spill a man's cum when you suck his cock. Sometimes they will want to cum in your face or on your tits or something. But if you are sucking their cocks you have to be careful not to let it spill out of your mouth. That's important. If the guy isn't cumming down your throat the trick is you pull back and wrap your lips around the head of his cock and finish him off with your hand. Unless he has a real big load of cum you can hold it all in your mouth. Don't try to swallow until he is finished. Not unless it is about to overflow. Don't freak out. Just stay calm and let your mouth fill up and then, after you've drained his cock you can swallow. Then you lick the last few drops off of the head of his cock. But be careful because it is very sensitive for the first few minutes after he cums."

I was listening so intently that at first I didn't even notice the absurdity of me, a grown woman, getting fellatio lessons from my young daughter.

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The lessons were helping though. I was no longer choking or gagging and now that I was using my hand on the portion of his shaft that I couldn't get into my mouth I could sense that he was getting closer to reaching orgasm. I had mixed emotions about that. I dreaded having a mouthful of that disgusting stuff. But I was anxious to get this over with. My mouth and my arm were both getting very tired.

Lori was sitting back watching me now and at the appropriate time she said, "Okay mom. Do what I told you now, and start moving your hand real fast. Oh yeah, and use your other hand to cup his balls. He likes that a lot."

I reached my left hand up and cupped his testicles and began moving my right hand rapidly up and down his shaft. I moved my lips back to the head and as soon as I did I felt the first stream of hot male sperm hit the back of my throat. I couldn't help it. I gagged. But I didn't pull away and I didn't stop what I was doing.

Lori lightly moved her hand over my back and in a calm voice said, "You're doing great mom. Just relax and let it happen."

I forced myself to calm down and let my mouth fill up with Ken's ejaculate. I had just about reached the point that I was going to have to swallow when he finally stopped cumming. He reached out and held my hand and my head still and said, "Okay bitch. You can relax now. Not bad for a first time. Me and Lori will make a cocksucker out of you yet. Now, I don't want you to swallow yet. Sit up and hold my cum in your mouth until I tell you that you can swallow it. I want you to get used to the taste."

I sat up on my heels with my mouth full of his ejaculate. It felt hot in my mouth. I know it was all in my mind but it was almost burning me. I forced myself to calm down and for the first time I tasted the disgusting slime that comes out of a man's penis when he has an orgasm. It was very unpleasant. It was bitter, acidic, bleachy, it was every bit as horrible as I imagined that it would be.

I managed to hold it in my mouth though. I had not lost the terror of what this man might do to me if I displeased him. I doubt if I would ever forget the pain of that horrible whipping as I stood tied helplessly to a hook in my ceiling. That had been a life changing moment.

Now I sat on my heels and stared at Ken and my daughter. She had moved up beside him on the couch after Kevin ejaculated into my mouth and now she was holding his softening penis while he held her in his arms and pulled and squeezed on one of her not quite mature breasts.

They were watching me with amused looks on their faces. I would expect nothing less from him but I couldn't imagine that Lori would have grown to hate me so much in so short a time that she could derive pleasure from the torment that I was suffering now.

She was though. Her face, so sweet and even now so angelic, positively glowed as she sat there and cradled that large black phallus that had just filled my mouth with slime and allowed that uneducated black man who was at least five years her senior to paw her body that way.

I was suddenly struck by how completely I had failed as both a wife and a mother. I had alienated my husband and thrown him out and I had apparently turned my daughter into a slut to be used and abused by black men even to the point that she would allow one of them to beat and rape her own mother. As a result I now sat at the feet of a young black man that I had met for the first time two hours ago with my mouth full of his slime and my body red and sore as a consequence of being beaten with a thick leather belt. Perhaps I deserved what was happening to me after all.

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Ken let me work at his anus for a long time. I was shaking from working with my neck at such an uncomfortable angle and my jaw and my tongue were so tired that I was afraid that I was about to lose the ability to control them when he finally dropped his legs and told me to resume where I had left off.

I noticed that his shaft was now nearly covered in the fluid leaking from the tip. He must have been very excited by what he had just made me do. I hoped he would not want to do it again. I hated having to use my tongue on his sex organs. But the other, what he had just made me do, that was disgusting beyond description.

I returned to licking his shaft and now I was cleaning the fluids from his taut black skin with every touch of my tongue.

He had regained his composure and was now watching me with that arrogant smile back on his face. I continued to work mindlessly. I couldn't think about what I must look like with my mouth ministering to a large, black sex organ, a sex organ that had recently been in my young daughter's vagina! If I thought about it I'd go crazy.

It seemed to take a long time but I finally licked my way to the top of that large symbol of male dominance. As I slathered the knob atop his throbbing shaft with my tongue he smiled and said, "You're doing better than I thought you would bitch. Maybe I won't have to beat you again after all, at least, not for a while. I don't doubt that you'll fuck up eventually. Your head is too screwed up for you to come around this quick. But that's okay. I'll do whatever it takes to make a good bitch out of you. I'm just that kind of a guy. Now, wrap your lips around that cock and show me how much work you need to do before you can be a decent cocksucker. And be careful. I don't want to feel your teeth. If you bite my cock bitch, I'll pull every fucking one of them out with a pair of pliers and you can live the rest of your life on a diet of nice hot cum. I've done it before."

I believed him. But even as terrified as I was I didn't know how I could take enough of that monster penis into my mouth to satisfy him and yet keep from touching it with my teeth. Still, the mental picture of this sadist removing my teeth with a pair of pliers was quite a training tool. I didn't think that I would be able to satisfy him with my mouth. But I was determined that my teeth would never touch him.

I wrapped my lips around the thick, wet knob and slowly, carefully began to slide them down the shaft. He watched patiently for several minutes as I tried to suck on the three inches of his penis that I was able to force into my mouth. He watched my inadequate performance in amusement and then he said, "Okay bitch, I'll admit you're trying. You ain't worth a shit at it, but you are trying. Use your tongue stupid."

I had been trying very hard to keep from touching his penis with anything but my lips and the roof of my mouth. Now I began moving my tongue over the underside of his shaft, all the while trying desperately to avoid touching him with my teeth.

He let me work for a few more minutes and then he said, "Take a break bitch. Sit back and watch how it's supposed to be done. Lori, show your mom how to suck a fucking cock. Whoever let this bitch grow up this fucking stupid oughta get their ass kicked."

I sat back on my heels and watched in disbelief as my sweet, petite, fifteen year old daughter wrapped her small hand around his large shaft and bent over and took it into her mouth. She tightened her lips around it and began driving her mouth down, taking more and more of him into her mouth with each stroke until, with a strange uncomfortable noise her lips suddenly slid all the way down until they were stretched to the limit around the base of his organ. I could actually see the swelling in her throat as his penis entered her!

…

It made me gag to watch but she slowly pulled back to the tip and did it again, and then again as I watched in disbelief.

After she had done that a half a dozen times he pushed her away. Then he smiled at me and said, "I don't expect you to be able to do that, yet. It took me almost two weeks to train her. I'll start you out easy on some smaller cocks first. Then you can work your way up to me. I'm not unreasonable. Now, get back to work. I don't expect you to do what your little girl just did. But I want to see you doing better than you just did. You need to get a mouthful of cum and find out what it tastes like. You are going to be eating a lot of it from now on so you need to get used to it."

I think that by this point my mind was becoming numb. I had no idea what time it was. If I had to guess I would estimate that it had been almost two hours since I discovered Kevin groping my daughter in the foyer. Since that moment my already crumbling life had been turned upside down. I had been subjected to more perversion in however much time had passed since midnight than in the entire preceding thirty-two years of my life. I was physically and mentally exhausted and terrorized beyond my ability to cope.

I think that, as I steadied his penis with my hand the way my daughter had and placed my lips back around the large knob my mind was all but disengaged. I was almost beyond caring that I now had a black man's penis in my mouth and my daughter was taking high quality digital pictures of my efforts.

I began to slide my lips down Ken's shaft once more, this time using my tongue to tickle the underside. I managed to take a little more of it into my mouth this time. I kept trying to force more of it into the back of my mouth but every time I got to a certain point I began to gag uncontrollably.

Ken finally said, "Lori, help the stupid cunt out."

Lori put the camera down and knelt beside me. My eyes were so full of tears that I couldn't see but I felt her naked body beside me and her hand took mine and placed it around the base of Kevin's penis. She spoke softly as she began to instruct me on how to move my hand on his shaft while I sucked on that portion of it which I was able to take into my mouth.

I followed her instruction and as I sucked she placed her hand on the back of my head and said, "Now mom, the hardest part to get over is the gag reflex. I learned that if I attempted to swallow before I worked my lips down his cock then after a few times I didn't gag any more. You still won't be able to take it into your throat yet. Not until you have gotten used to doing it with some smaller cocks first. Kevin is just too well hung for that. But you can take more than three fucking inches for Christ's sake. Come on now. That's it, swallow first. Good girl!"

I was surprised that it seemed to actually work. It wasn't easy. I couldn't actually swallow with that big hunk of male meat in my mouth. But the effort seemed to reduce the gag reflex significantly. Soon I was taking nearly five inches of his penis into my mouth.

Lori seemed satisfied and took her hands away, letting me continue on my own. As I sucked she said, "Ken is going to cum pretty soon. It is important that you don't spill any. That's like a major insult. You never spill a man's cum when you suck his cock. Sometimes they will want to cum in your face or on your tits or something. But if you are sucking their cocks you have to be careful not to let it spill out of your mouth. That's important. If the guy isn't cumming down your throat the trick is you pull back and wrap your lips around the head of his cock and finish him off with your hand. Unless he has a real big load of cum you can hold it all in your mouth. Don't try to swallow until he is finished. Not unless it is about to overflow. Don't freak out. Just stay calm and let your mouth fill up and then, after you've drained his cock you can swallow. Then you lick the last few drops off of the head of his cock. But be careful because it is very sensitive for the first few minutes after he cums."

I was listening so intently that at first I didn't even notice the absurdity of me, a grown woman, getting fellatio lessons from my young daughter.

The lessons were helping though. I was no longer choking or gagging and now that I was using my hand on the portion of his shaft that I couldn't get into my mouth I could sense that he was getting closer to reaching orgasm. I had mixed emotions about that. I dreaded having a mouthful of that disgusting stuff. But I was anxious to get this over with. My mouth and my arm were both getting very tired.

…

Lori put the camera down and knelt beside me. My eyes were so full of tears that I couldn't see but I felt her naked body beside me and her hand took mine and placed it around the base of Ken's penis. She spoke softly as she began to instruct me on how to move my hand on his shaft while I sucked on that portion of it which I was able to take into my mouth.

I followed her instruction and as I sucked she placed her hand on the back of my head and said, "Now mom, the hardest part to get over is the gag reflex. I learned that if I attempted to swallow before I worked my lips down his cock then after a few times I didn't gag any more. You still won't be able to take it into your throat yet. Not until you have gotten used to doing it with some smaller cocks first. Ken is just too well hung for that. But you can take more than three fucking inches for Christ's sake. Come on now. That's it, swallow first. Good girl!"

I was surprised that it seemed to actually work. It wasn't easy. I couldn't actually swallow with that big hunk of male meat in my mouth. But the effort seemed to reduce the gag reflex significantly. Soon I was taking nearly five inches of his penis into my mouth.

Lori seemed satisfied and took her hands away, letting me continue on my own. As I sucked she said, "Kevin is going to cum pretty soon. It is important that you don't spill any. That's like a major insult. You never spill a man's cum when you suck his cock. Sometimes they will want to cum in your face or on your tits or something. But if you are sucking their cocks you have to be careful not to let it spill out of your mouth. That's important. If the guy isn't cumming down your throat the trick is you pull back and wrap your lips around the head of his cock and finish him off with your hand. Unless he has a real big load of cum you can hold it all in your mouth. Don't try to swallow until he is finished. Not unless it is about to overflow. Don't freak out. Just stay calm and let your mouth fill up and then, after you've drained his cock you can swallow. Then you lick the last few drops off of the head of his cock. But be careful because it is very sensitive for the first few minutes after he cums."

I was listening so intently that at first I didn't even notice the absurdity of me, a grown woman, getting fellatio lessons from my young daughter.

The lessons were helping though. I was no longer choking or gagging and now that I was using my hand on the portion of his shaft that I couldn't get into my mouth I could sense that he was getting closer to reaching orgasm. I had mixed emotions about that. I dreaded having a mouthful of that disgusting stuff. But I was anxious to get this over with. My mouth and my arm were both getting very tired.

Lori was sitting back watching me now and at the appropriate time she said, "Okay mom. Do what I told you now, and start moving your hand real fast. Oh yeah, and use your other hand to cup his balls. He likes that a lot."

I reached my left hand up and cupped his testicles and began moving my right hand rapidly up and down his shaft. I moved my lips back to the head and as soon as I did I felt the first stream of hot male sperm hit the back of my throat. I couldn't help it. I gagged. But I didn't pull away and I didn't stop what I was doing.

Lori lightly moved her hand over my back and in a calm voice said, "You're doing great mom. Just relax and let it happen."

I forced myself to calm down and let my mouth fill up with Ken's ejaculate. I had just about reached the point that I was going to have to swallow when he finally stopped cumming. He reached out and held my hand and my head still and said, "Okay bitch. You can relax now. Not bad for a first time. Me and Lori will make a cocksucker out of you yet. Now, I don't want you to swallow yet. Sit up and hold my cum in your mouth until I tell you that you can swallow it. I want you to get used to the taste."

I sat up on my heels with my mouth full of his ejaculate. It felt hot in my mouth. I know it was all in my mind but it was almost burning me. I forced myself to calm down and for the first time I tasted the disgusting slime that comes out of a man's penis when he has an orgasm. It was very unpleasant. It was bitter, acidic, bleachy, it was every bit as horrible as I imagined that it would be.

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I managed to hold it in my mouth though. I had not lost the terror of what this man might do to me if I displeased him. I doubt if I would ever forget the pain of that horrible whipping as I stood tied helplessly to a hook in my ceiling. That had been a life changing moment.

Now I sat on my heels and stared at Ken and my daughter. She had moved up beside him on the couch after Ken ejaculated into my mouth and now she was holding his softening penis while he held her in his arms and pulled and squeezed on one of her not quite mature breasts.

They were watching me with amused looks on their faces. I would expect nothing less from him but I couldn't imagine that Lori would have grown to hate me so much in so short a time that she could derive pleasure from the torment that I was suffering now.

She was though. Her face, so sweet and even now so angelic, positively glowed as she sat there and cradled that large black phallus that had just filled my mouth with slime and allowed that uneducated black man who was at least five years her senior to paw her body that way.

I was suddenly struck by how completely I had failed as both a wife and a mother. I had alienated my husband and thrown him out and I had apparently turned my daughter into a slut to be used and abused by black men even to the point that she would allow one of them to beat and rape her own mother. As a result I now sat at the feet of a young black man that I had met for the first time two hours ago with my mouth full of his slime and my body red and sore as a consequence of being beaten with a thick leather belt. Perhaps I deserved what was happening to me after all.

Ken finally let me swallow the mouthful of slime he had deposited there. They both watched in amusement as I choked it down. When I had managed to swallow it and keep it down Ken turned to Lori and asked, "Is my car locked?"

She answered, "I don't know. The camera was in the trunk. I didn't check the doors."

He tapped her butt and said, "Go out and check and then we'll go to bed."

Lori stood up and started to dress but he stopped her. "That's alright babe. You don't need that shit. It's late. Nobody is going to see you."

I watched in dismay as Lori slid her feet into her sandals and walked calmly out of the house in the nude. I was so concerned with my daughter's nudity that at first I missed the import of what Ken had just said. Then it hit me. Oh my god! He wasn't leaving! He was spending the night here!

I know that he and Lori both had spoken of future sexual abuse. Somehow, even with that threat hanging over my head I never expected this monster to stay the night. Where would he sleep?! With my daughter? With me? Oh god, I couldn't take any more. Not now. Not tonight. I had to go to work tomorrow! No, not tomorrow. Today. In a few hours. I finally glanced at the clock. It was almost three in the morning. I had to get up at seven. I was exhausted.

I saw him watching me. I was no mind reader but I knew without a doubt that he was just waiting for me to complain. He was hoping for an excuse to torture me again. I was determined that I was not going to give it to him.

Lori came back in and informed him that his car was locked. Ken stood up and ordered me to my feet. When I was standing he ordered me to lead the way to my bedroom. I struggled to keep from crying. I had never felt so much despair as I did at that moment. I struggled to my feet and led the way up the stairs and down the hall to my bedroom.

I had been naked for nearly three hours now but I was conscious of it all over again as they followed me up the stairs. I could almost feel Ken staring at my buttocks as I climbed the stairs.

Once in my bedroom I pulled down the bedspread and the covers and then I asked for permission to use the bathroom.

Ken nodded and then to my dismay he followed me into the bathroom with Lori trailing along behind. I turned and waited to see what he wanted. Lori lifted the lid on the toilet but left the seat down. Ken stood there and Lori held his penis while he urinated. I don't know if it was on purpose or not but her aim was terrible. By the time he had finished the toilet seat was covered in drops of urine.

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They moved back and watched me with smiles on their faces. I didn't know what to do. I had to pee so badly but there was no way that I could sit down on that nasty seat now. Or at least I didn't think that I could. It turned out that I could.

Ken sighed and said, "Come on bitch. I don't have all night. I still want to fuck your cunt before we get a little sleep. Now you fucking know what we are standing here waiting to see. Do you really want me to lose my temper?"

I shuddered in revulsion and sobbed quietly, "Oh god. Why are you doing this to me?"

Ken chuckled and said, "I'm your god now bitch. And I'm doing it because it amuses me. You're life before I got here tonight, that's over. Your ass belongs to me now. You have gone through life with your brain so full of shit. You thought you were so fucking hot that your shit didn't stink. I'm going to educate you bitch. You are going to learn that you are just a cunt. Your place here on this planet is to make men happy. That is what you were born to do. You have a lot of years to make up for. If you don't want to sit on that pissy toilet seat there is an easy way around it. Get down on your knees and lick it clean first. But one way or the other you are going to sit down and take a leak before I take your ass back in the bedroom and fuck you. You decide, but do it now."

The tears started again. I couldn't help it. I didn't want to cry in front of him. I don't even know why really. It was like if I cried then I was admitting that I was weak and that he could break me. But that was silly. Because I was weak and he was breaking me. The tears were my only refuge now.

I finally forced myself to sit on the wet toilet seat. When I was seated he pushed my knees apart and stood there staring down as I struggled to pee. Even though it felt like my bladder was about to burst I had a terrible time letting it go with him staring at my vulva like that. Eventually it was either let go or burst and slowly at first the urine began to dribble out of me. The stream rapidly grew to a flood as my bladder let go and I sat there in his mess with my legs spread wide and urinated for his amusement.

Meanwhile, he stood right in front of me and Lori stood behind him and played with his massive male member right in my face. As the stream of urine dwindled to a last few spurts he ordered me to open my mouth. As soon as I had obeyed he pushed the head of his penis between my lips and I gagged once more as I tasted the traces of urine that remained there.

My mouth watered in protest and I was forced to swallow. Soon the nasty taste was gone and there was just the taste of his flesh on my tongue. We remained there like that for several long minutes and between my lips and tongue and Lori's hand his organ was soon growing to its full length again.

He stepped back and watched as I wiped my freshly shaved mound and stood up. He ordered me to clean my ass off before coming to bed and as he left the room with Lori I obtained his permission to brush my teeth. I wanted desperately to get the taste of his slimy ejaculate out of my mouth.

When I was alone I stood and stared at myself in the large mirror over the sink. The red stripes on my body had faded. They were still visible but they would obviously be gone by morning. The biggest change in my appearance was the absence of pubic hair. My body looked obscene this way. Looking at my slender body from the waist down I looked like a young girl. It was disturbing that a grown man would want a woman to look like this.

end of part 2
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