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TODAY'S FREE ANIMAL STORY
"Vanessa Loves Horses" Vanessa was a stunning brunette of 28 with long hair (to her waist) and brilliant green eyes that flashed fire if I went beyond what she was prepared for. I always took that look as a signal to back off and build her up a little more before going ahead with whatever it was I wanted her to do. Her body can only be described as "perfect". She tended to think of her shape as "too hippy", but it seemed just right to me. At five feet, one, and 105 pounds, she was certainly petite and her 34- 22-35 figure made her look like a miniature centerfold. In fact, she often got modeling proposals from local agencies and photographers and took a few jobs modeling sports clothes and swimsuits. I always got a big kick out of seeing her in an ad or catalog when I didn't expect it. Her breasts were full without being too big for her small body and her vagina was as tight as it could be and still allow entry, at least when I first met her. Our story starts with Vanessa's obsession with sex and animals. Ever since she had sex with her dog Red, and me, she has been obsessed with animal sex. To satisfy my little fire ball, I finally managed to locate a man who ran a small farm (alone) and convince him to rent me his barnyard for some "research" while he was out tending his fields. He went out to work the fields at about seven in the morning, returned to the house for lunch from noon until one (precisely) and went back to the fields until six. I took the "real" Vanessa there one afternoon for a picnic and she explored the possibilities with a ram, a goat and a huge (in more ways than one) Labrador Retriever. By this time, she had, had sex in every way imaginable with the animals while I taped everything for her growing collection. She told me about how different each animal's cum tasted and felt and how hard the ram felt in her ass when he pushed all the way in. There were a few horses boarded at the farm but all were mares or geldings and I didn't think she could do much with anything that size but masturbation. She watched them with interest and I could tell it was running through her mind even though neither of us mentioned it. One day, when we got to the farm, there was a new horse and a pony in two of the stalls that had previously been empty. The horse was a stallion and the pony was also a fully equipped male and I knew from the way Vanessa looked at them that she wanted to "try everything". When John came in for lunch, he told us that the stallion and pony were being "let out to stud" and would only be boarding with him for a few weeks. John's tractor had no sooner rounded the barn than Vanessa was in the stallion's stall stroking his strong back and removing her clothes. When she was naked, she climbed up on his back and lay down to slide her breasts and pussy around his shiny hair. Fortunately, he was very gentle (having been ridden for two years) and didn't mind her being on his back, but I warned her that an animal so big could easily hurt or kill her without intending to. She promised to be more careful and went to the pony to examine his genitals. She knelt beside him and slid back the sheath of his cock. It appeared to be about an inch to an inch and a half across and seemed to have the potential for substantial extension. Next, Vanessa returned to the stallion and checked his "equipment" as well. He was securely tethered in the stall but he danced around a bit as her hands went to work trying to bring forth his erection. After a few minutes, she had coaxed about four or five inches of his penis out of the sheath and it was at least two inches across. She leaned down (staying well clear of his hind legs) and took what she could into her mouth. Due to it's girth, she could only manage two or three inches of the end and her mouth was stretched as wide as I had ever seen it at that. Of course, I was taping all of this and she turned to me and the camera with a truly wicked smile on her face. "I want this one.", she said. I laughed and said she was a dreamer, but the pony was a possibility. Then I suggested she at least finish what she had started and she immediately returned to stroking and sucking the stallion's firm pole into her mouth. She stopped again and said she wanted the horse to fuck her. I told her she couldn't get under either of these large animals safely, but I would try to come up with a scheme to make it possible and safe for another day. Satisfied with that for now, she took him back in her mouth and worked his shaft (now, at least 12 inches long) until he began to come in torrents. Her mouth was flooded at once and she was forced to release him to come all over her face, neck and breasts. His cum overflowed her mouth and dripped down her chin as she swallowed what she could and gasped for air. The stallion came for at least twenty seconds and at one point, his rear legs seemed to buckle slightly and I started to pull her clear, but he regained his footing and she continued to bathe in the horse's hot semen. When he was finally done, she released her grasp on his receding member and walked out to lie in the warm sun, still drenched in his seed. I followed her with the camera and recorded as her hands roamed through the sperm covering her lovely body. I thought about how tiny her body looked beside this massive beast and was convinced she would never be able to handle an organ of that size in her tight vagina. Two days later, we returned to the farm at about eight in the morning, after John had gone out to the fields. I rigged a strong sling under the pony that would support his weight and found a long crate that was just the right height for Vanessa to lie beneath the pony on several blankets we had brought along. With her "bed" prepared, Vanessa began preparing the pony with her (by now) expert hands and mouth. When she felt he was ready she crawled under him and positioned herself on the crate. His cock was resting on her belly as she stroked it and slid further up the crate to position the tip between her soaked lips. She seemed in a rush to get the pony inside her and I had to caution her to slow down and take her time. I told her not to take any more than she was absolutely sure she could handle as I didn't want to have to rush her to an emergency room and explain what had happened. That thought seemed to sober her up a bit and she slowed down. She slipped the pony's cock up and down the gap in her lips a few times and positioned it for entrance. She held it there for a few seconds, then started working her way a little at a time toward the bottom of the crate. There was a little resistance before the head entered her about an inch and I could tell by the tightness of her facial muscles that she was already stretching as far as she ever had. The pony started getting restless, wanting to thrust into Vanessa and I stroked his back and flanks to calm him down. She had worked two or three inches in and her face had relaxed a little as her muscles learned to accommodate this huge intrusion. She continued to stroke the shaft as she moved down to take a little more and, suddenly, the pony pushed forward another two inches in a single thrust. Vanessa groaned loudly and I was concerned that she had been hurt but it was soon apparent that the groan was of pleasure at being so filled and she started rocking her hips to lessen the depth of the pony's thrusts while allowing his penetration to deepen only slightly each time. Gradually, she worked most of the animal's length into her depths and let him start fucking her at his own pace. She said he was really hitting bottom and stayed far enough up the crate so that the sling prevented him from going any deeper. She was moaning and calling out from the fullness of her vagina when the pony suddenly let go. With her pussy completely full of pony cock, there was no place for his cum to go but out and it squeezed between his penis and the walls of her vagina and started pouring forth onto the blanket under her. Vanessa started coming and the lower part of her body thrashed beneath the pounding of her four legged lover. With her hands, she scooped up some of the semen gushing from her body and covered her face with it, getting as much as she could into her mouth. Finally, I backed the pony up a little and helped her crawl out from under him. She lay on the straw of the stable and breathed deeply as I watched the lips of her vagina slowly close to cover the gaping cavern soaked in cum. When she had recovered, I took her into the house to shower and dress. Riding back from the farm, she said she had never felt so full in her life, but she still wanted to try the stallion. I reminded her of the difficulty of working with such a large and spirited animal and told her I really didn't like the idea. That night, we made love on her large bed and I was surprised to find that her vagina had returned almost to it's original tightness. My entry was a little easier than usual but the friction was still much tighter than any other woman I had ever been with. She said that I still felt the same and that she still preferred my cock to any animal but that the feeling of being filled (almost like she was going to split up the middle) was completely different. She insisted that we try the same sling and crate arrangement with the horse and I made her promise that she would stop if she experienced any real pain. She assured me she would know if it wasn't going to work and reminded me that even a horse cock is smaller than a baby. A few days later, we were back at the farm just as John was finishing his lunch and preparing to go back out to do some plowing. He asked how our research was going and Vanessa told him we were learning new things almost every trip, giving me a small smile as she said it. As John mounted his tractor, he turned and said, "Better watch out around that pony. He's been acting kind of frisky the last couple of days. I think they're getting him out to stud none too early." We assured him we would be careful and waved as he drove off. It took a little time to rig the sling under the stallion and I added a couple of ropes leading back to large posts behind the horse so his forward movement would be strictly limited. When everything was ready (I double checked everything), she lay down on the blankets with her face along side the stallion's cock and stroked and licked him to full erection as I ran the video camera. She smiled at the camera and kept saying how nice the horse's cock felt and tasted and how badly she wanted him to fuck her. She was putting on a real show for this tape and wanted to be the ultimate slut. She took more of the horse in her small mouth than I would have thought possible (at least four or five inches) and talked about how she'd love to have him come in her mouth if she didn't have other plans. By the time Vanessa turned around and put the huge head against the swollen lips of her pussy, the horse was at least sixteen inches long and two and a half inches around. I put down the camera and applied an entire tube of K-Y jelly to the organ and the waiting vagina it would try to invade. Vanessa had the tip inside her almost immediately and pumped the shaft with her hands to ease a little of the massive member between her already stretched lips. There was an intense look of concentration on her face and I knew she had made up her mind she was going to make this work, somehow. The horse was dancing around in agitation and obviously wanted to get on with the business at hand, so I petted and soothed him as best I could and she slowly worked a little more into her tiny body. By this time, the lower portion of Vanessa's belly was already beginning to bulge out slightly from the mass of firm flesh within and I could see her progress directly as the bulge moved ever so slowly up her stomach. She took about twelve inches before she groaned out that he had hit bottom and was pressed firmly against her cervix. I could clearly see the entire length outlined on her belly as she released her grip and let the horse set his own pace. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This beautiful, petite brunette was being fucked completely by a full grown stallion and loving every inch of it. Her head thrashed from side to side as he repeatedly flicked his hips and strained against the ropes of the sling wanting to release his seed deep into this strange mare. When the horse started to come, the pressure was too much for her delicate insides and she quickly moved up on her bed to relieve the pressure. She moved farther than she intended and when the stallion drew back for a thrust, his cock sprang free of her vaginal grip and began spewing semen the length of her body. She was soon covered from her crotch to the hair at the front of her head and she opened her mouth wide to catch what she could as her hands went to her pussy to complete her own monumental orgasm. "I've heard about it, but I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes!" The voice came from behind me and I spun around to see John standing about ten feet away. I remembered hearing the tractor motor shut off some distance away about ten minutes earlier, but hadn't given it any thought at the time as I was totally wrapped up in watching and taping Vanessa's tryst with the horse. John didn't seem angry, just stunned and it was clear he had seen the deep fucking Vanessa had been getting as well as the very wet climax. I pulled her out from under the horse and lay her, panting, on the straw. Then, I took John's arm and led him outside the barn. I apologized for our behavior and explained (truthfully) that the lady was a well respected teacher and couldn't stand the scandal if this were to get out. I asked him what it would take for him to forget what he had just witnessed. He smiled and said, "Look, I don't even know your girlfriend's name and she seems so nice I wouldn't want to see her get hurt. I don't suppose there's any damage to the horse, and I don't really want anything from you folks." He thought for a moment then said, "I wouldn't mind seeing her get it on with the animals from time to time and, if she's interested, I would be more than happy to give her a little human loving." We visit John once or twice a month, now and he has willingly joined or little "party of perverts", as he calls it. Vanessa has developed a strong desire for bondage, discipline and mild S/M and she has never refused anything John or I have suggested as a new adventure into the limits of her sexuality (if, in fact she has any limits). John turned out to be a great guy and Vanessa loves to have him fuck her ass while I fill her pussy or she sucks me off. Our video tape collect- ion has grown substantially and is kept in a safe place. Vanessa jokingly suggested that I post a couple of stills of her with the horse on a computer bulletin board (her face not showing, of course). I wonder if she really meant it? We'll have to wait and see..... THE END
 
 
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It took three days before Cathy came back to work after the power fucking she got from me. When she came in I (being as how we were good friends) went over to her and asked where had she been. “I don’t really feel like talking about it Bear, but it’s good to see you.” She said looking towards the floor. “It great to see that pretty face again, missed ya.” I responded my eyes were drawn right to Cathy’s DD’s and I was thinking to myself ‘oh ya it’s good to see you and your big fucking tits.’ Through out the day we talked as often as was possible, slowly she started to loosen up letting me sit close as we whispered back and forth about nothing and everything at the same time, I could she the trust building again so I pushed her. “So what happen Cath, why so much time off?” She looked at me for a moment then said “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” her voice getting softer and quieter. “Try me,” I said looking into her eyes “I was…I mean I got…somebody…” “Cathy are you ok?” I said out of fake concern, placing my hand on hers. “You can tell me anything, you know that.” “I know, it just hard,” little did she know it was getting harder by the minute, “The last night I worked somebody was at my place when I got home and he…” her voice trailed off. “What did he do,” I demanded sounding like a big brother “He raped me,” she sobbed as her tears flowed. I pulled her to me hugging the same babe I had raped only three nights back. “Are you OK?” I asked pulling her back and looking into her eyes, she nodded “Who did it, I’ll kill him!” “I don’t know.” “You didn’t see him?” I questioned. “No, he was invisible,” she said in a whisper, “I couldn’t see anybody.” Cathy looked at me with her beautiful hazel eyes, “Shit you don’t believe me either!” “What do you mean Cath?” “My so called boy friend doesn’t believe me and now I tell you and you don’t” The tears were going full force now. I cupped her chin pulled it up and said, “You’ve never lied to me before why would you now.” Cathy gave me a little kiss on the cheek then told me the hole story of how I grabbed her tits in the kitchen then something spilled on her pants and as she took them off I pushed her down ripped her top open yanked her panties to the side and brutally fucked her. It was all I could do to keep from cumming in my pants listen to her relive the fucking I gave her that night. She was looking down at the floor as she told me the story, which was perfect for me ‘cause I spent the whole time looking into her top at those great fucking tits remembering what it felt like to fuck them and cum all over them. We talked for quite awhile then both had to go back to work. The next time we got together she gave me a kiss on the cheek again and thanked me for listening. Little did she know I had to go into the can and spank the monkey just so I could walk upright thanks to the boner she gave me. We didn’t talk anymore about the power fucking we just made friendly small talk, then Cathy gave me another massive hard-on, she told me her kids and boy friend were going away to a hockey tournament and she didn’t feel like going. ‘Perfect,’ I thought ‘the fuck-toy will be alone all weekend, I’ve got more serum and I know just how long before it wears off (roughly 10 hours of ragging hard-on and gallons of cum). I worked on her getting as much info as I could like when they’d be leaving, which was before she got off work, when they’d get back, was anyone staying with her…trying to figure how long I could rape her before having to leave. “So you planning to do anything tonight,” I asked trying for as much as possible. “Nah, I’m just going to work out take a long shower and get some sleep,” was her reply. ‘No I don’t think so Cathy, I’m going to fuck that sweet ass off all night long and there ain’t a dam thing you can do about it.’ I thought as my niner firmed up in my pants, ‘No, I’m pretty sure you won’t get much sleep slut, but your sure going to get a work out.’ The rest of the day seemed to take weeks to get thru, all I kept thinking about was those DD’s wrapped around my cock, or her lips, her pussy, fuck I thought hard about that whole fucking package. Finally the end of the week was done and everybody was tuned into the weekend. I flew home, quickly grabbed a vile of the serum, and made a b-line to Cathy’s place. I didn’t want to miss her work out as once before she told me she worked out topless and I just had to see that. I didn’t know how I did it but I beat her to her place, but as soon as she pulled in I knew. My rape toy had stopped and bought herself a bottle of wine and some cheese, she was thinking of a nice relaxing night, a couple of drinks, some cheese and crackers, boy that sounded good to bad the only thing she’d be eating tonight was cock and to drink she was going to have cum, and lots of it. I didn’t want to miss the work out so I just followed the slut around her house, I can’t tell you how hard it was to watch Cathy take off her work clothes, see her in just her amazing lace bra and matching panties without jumping her and starting the fun but dam I wanted to see those tits on a stair-master not to mention her sweet, sweet ass. After stretching on some shorts that screamed for a fuck, pouring herself some wine and grabbing a towel she headed for her work out. Cathy stepped on the climber still in her bra, which if it wasn’t for her awesome tits would have really pissed me off, she set the program then to my joy she reached behind her back and let loose the cannons. The last time here I didn’t get to look at them, I was too busy fucking her bra and squeezing the shit out of them to take a good look. “HOLE LEE SHIT,” I said softly staring at the first perfect set of tits I had ever seen Cathy’s tits look as if an artist had created a master peace, they stood straight out from her chest no sag at all, a full sweet DD set, about the size of a five pin bowling balls. “Dam bitch, no wonder I can’t keep my eyes off of them.” I said as I reached into a basket of clothes that was washed but not folded and pulled one of her bras free. I hide it from her view and whacked off in Cathy’s bra as I watched her titties bounce. I tried to stroke as slow as I could to enjoy as much as possible. I some how managed to make it to the end of her work out. Cathy got off and walked into the bathroom, pulled off her shorts and panties standing completely naked only inches from my cock. I had to fuck her but I wanted to rip her clothes off this time, and the bitch might as well be clean and sweet smelling for tonight’s fun. The hardest thing I have ever done was watch as the shower door closed hiding that body from my eyes, but I knew it would be worth it. I watched as Cathy showered that perfect body cleaning every inch just for me, and as soon as she was done I drooled as she dried it off. I followed Cathy down the hall and into her bedroom, gently rubbing my rape rod as I watched her sway back and forth. ‘This is going to be so good’ I thought as we entered her room, I could still feel the rape from a couple of days ago in the air as she dropped her towel. There she was naked as a jay bird and in such need of a power rape, Cathy opened a drawer and pulled out a set that had my mouth touch the floor, a black satin seamless bra as shiny as glass and a matching thong, the triangle on the front looked too small to cover her honey pot but it was going to look so good on. ‘Now this makes not raping her downstairs worth it,’ I thought as I watch in awe as the beautiful Cathy pulled the thong into place then followed by sliding her tits into what I was sure was going to be the best feeling bra I had ever fucked. She walked passed me into her closet and came out with a short skirt and a silk button down blouse. ‘You can’t be serious’ I breathed as I watched her dress for me in something I could only dream of seeing her in. I had never seen her look hotter and now I knew wait was worth it. Cathy walked out of her room and into the kitchen for some more wine, I followed like a lost puppy thinking about just how awesome tonight was going to be. A fter she had filled her glass she return to her room to fix her hair and, it just keep getting better, put on make-up and perfume. She stood in front of a floor length mirror admiring her body with me standing in front of her stroking my cock. “I might as well look good,” Cathy stated as she looked at her body in this out-fit. “Dam right you should,” I said and grabbed her by the tit, “And I’m so glad I waited to see this before rapping you again Cathy!” Tears filled Cathy’s eyes as I dragged her to the bed, “NO PLEASE, Not again.” I threw her down landing between her legs, ripped her top open, grabbed both of her tits and said, “And tonight you look like you need this so bad, I just have to fuck every inch of you!” I slammed my tongue into her mouth, squeezing her tits as hard as I could with ripping them off. Cathy’s tits felt even better than the last rape so I broke our kiss and started up her chest. “You have such perfect tits Cath, do you mind if I fuck them silly and cover them with my cum.” “No please,” she begged as I mounted her tits, “please don’t.” her voice trailed off as I lifted her bra and slid my throbbing cock into her cleavage, “Please, no.” “Enough talking bitch, time for the fucking this body of yours needs.” I squeezed her tits together so hard that she stopped talking and just laid there crying. I rammed my cock in and out making sure to rub every inch of her cleavage. I fucked Cathy’s DD’s for as long as I could stand, before pulling out from between her tits and sliding my cock into one of her bra cups and went nuts on her nipple. I was just about to hose her down when she said, “No!” as I saw her open her mouth I decided to give her a drink, and before she finished the word I slammed my cock into Cathy’s beautiful blonde mouth as far as it would go then I pounded her face harder then the last rape, her eyes looked as if they were about to spin around in her head and she was going to pass out, so I open the flood gates, blowing my load down into Cathy’s belly. I must have cum for a full minute, “Oh bitch I hope you were thirsty, I’ve been saving this since you took off your work clothes.” By the look in Cathy’s eyes she had no idea I had watched her as long as I had. It seemed to take forever to finish my cum it just flowed and flowed, and just pounded and pounded her face. After the flood stopped I kept fucking her sweet face making sure that when I pulled out she wouldn’t be able to move before I filled the next rape hole. I pulled my cock from Cathy’s mouth and slid between her legs. I dragged my cock across her thong letting the last bit of cum wet her panties before tearing them off and slamming all the way up her cunt. Cathy’s scream almost blew out my ear drum as my balls slammed against her, “Dam I love fucking you!” I screamed back and grabbed both of her tits and squeezed as hard as I could. She kept screaming and bouncing all over the bed trying to get away from the power rape, but what she did, was give me the best fuck of my life. “Wow! Can you ever fuck,” I said as I hammered away, “This is going to be one fun night Cathy.” No words came out of Cathy she just kept trying to get me off her, never have I had such a fight, she was tougher tonight then the last time and I was loving it, fucking as hard as I could, slamming as deep as I could get and squeezing those tits ‘til I thought they’d come off in my hand. I could feel the well spring growing and I knew the dam was about to burst, so I grabbed her face ramming my mouth on hers and shoving my tongue into her mouth. Once I was firmly in Cathy’s mouth my hands went back to her DD’s mashing them in and pinching her nipples. Her fight increased, as she knew what was coming. I opened my eyes looking right into hers and had the most amazing cum ever. As I shot my load into her I could she in her eyes that she never expected to have someone cum so hard up her snatch, they went wider then I had ever see eyes go and she stopped fighting, just laying there and taking the full force of my blast as I cream her whole insides. “MY FUCKING GAWD!” I screamed pulling away from Cathy’s mouth. “What a fucking great cum!” I collapsed on top of her spent I can honestly say I have never cum so hard in my life. Cathy just lay there, I’m not sure if she couldn’t move from the fucking or the sperm bath her cunt just had. I laid there for a little while then looked into her eyes rubbed her amazing tits and slowly started again. “Dam Cathy that was great, I sure hope you can do that all night,” I said then as I was leaning to her ear I squeezed hard on her tits and whispered, “Because I’m sure going to try.” “NOOOOO!” She screamed in reply as I started the massive power rape again. It only took a couple of second and I was fucking her just as hard once again. “No…please…no… more…please…stop,” her voice trailed off knowing full well that nothing she could say was going to stop this brutal fucking. Again I was squeezing her tits like there was no tomorrow and reaming like I wanted to make a hole right through her, Cathy in turn was trying to fight me off her (like that was going to happen) bucking, twisting, wiggling, trying anyway she could but I was too deep in her cunt to be moved and had too good of a hold on her DD’s to ever get shoved off. I was surprised that she still had anything left after the first fuck and this one was just as hard. I fucked so hard I was sure I felt one of my balls slide part way into her cunt. “Please…why…me…why?” she panted “Just because you pussy was made for my cock, your tits were made for my hands, and your belly for my cum, oh by the way Cathy here some more.” Once again I had a power cum in her my whole body shook as I unloaded in her. I squeezed her tits as hard as ever, she screamed in pain as I pulled my head back in ecstasy and yelled, “OH FUCKING YES!” Again I collapsed on Cathy this time I whispered “What a great cum thanks Cathy.” This time I rolled off her and just stared at the ceiling for a while waiting for Cathy to let me near another hole. After about 30 second Cathy rolled onto her side, I’m sure she thought I was done, if it wasn’t for the serum I’d be passed out after the cums I had in her, as soon as her ass came into view I pounced grabbing both of her DD’s and slamming my cum soaked cock all the way up her ass. Cathy’s scream could have been heard 2 miles away it was so loud. “Dam all that fucking and you got a great ass as well.” I once again I was man handling her tits as I raped her ass. All she did was cry as I ripped her ass open fucking deeper then I thought possible love every inch of her tits and the bra that she still had on. Cathy still tried to fight but she knew that there was no way to beat me, the harder I hammered the less she struggled. “Please you’ve had me just go,” she pleaded. As she begged I could feel my cock twitch again, I knew it was close to seeding time at the old ass ranch. “I’ll make you a deal Cathy,” no response so I continued “You give me a blow job, and I mean a good blow job, and I’ll leave.” I waited for a bit the said, “You promise to give me a blow job swallowing my cum while I feel your great tits, then I’ll leave.” “OK I’ll do it just get out of my ass and get off me.” “A little testy aren’t we.” I said kissed her ear and said “Got to finish your ass first hon,” and gave Cathy a Sperm enema. “Ok Cathy I’ll pull out, you get on your knees, and give me a blow job.” I slid out of her ass and a rush of cum followed my cock out of her. Cathy slid from the bed got on her knees, looked up and said, “I can’t see you where’s you dick?” I was just looking down at one of the most beautiful women I knew, cum all over her legs and skirt, gorgeous DD’s still in her shinny black bra waiting to be felt, right in front of me waiting to suck me off. Wow life is good! I cupped her head with my left hand guiding it towards my rock hard member as my right hand slid into Cathy’s bra gently stroking her tit and nipple. My cock touched the side of Cathy’s face, she turned her head slowly towards it opening her mouth and gently kissing and licking my fores kin before sliding her sweet sexy lips on to my shaft. Cathy’s tongue started to swirl around my head as she sucked in my cock. I had raped her mouth loving every second of it but to have her sucking me off, doing all the work seemingly loving my cock in the process, wow it was awesome. Cathy gave me the best blow job I had ever had suck all nine inches into her mouth stroking gently on my balls as I played softly on her tits. “Cathy you give great head,” I started to swivel my hips as she suck, “Oooo that’s it baby suck my cock.” She knew I was getting close so she picked up the pace sliding up and down my shaft faster and faster, flicking her tongue every now and then. I was about to blow so I slide both my hands into her bra cupping both tits and said, “I think this is the best blow job I’ve ever had.” Then I came and came and came washing down Cathy’s throat with my sperm. “That’s it babe suck me dry,” I said as she milked my cock. When I finished cumming I got Cathy to sit on the bed I sat down beside her, kissed her on the lips then said, “Thanks, that was great, you sure can suck a mean cock.” I kissed her again the stood in front of her. Before she knew what hit her I was on top of her with my cock inside her bra fucking her tits. “We had a deal!” she screamed. “Sorry Babe, I Lied.” I spent the rest of the night fucking every inch of her, I rapped Cathy for 7 full hours non-stop, no doubt it will be longer before she’s back to work this time
 
 
TODAY'S FREE SCAT AND PEE STORY
Marvin Blake leaned back in his chair at the local bar and restaurant tavern of Dayton Ohio and observed the latest of a collection of bimbos to enter the room. Being a man of great wealth and fortune, Marvin had the ability to travel the world extensively and exploit many women in the process. He chuckled to himself at the thought of the record he was setting in failed and broken marriages and short-term relationships. His mandate was simple: seduce, perhaps marry, exploit, then leave (or in some cases be left). Money was his source of power and influence over the hapless blondes that he met across the world. And there was no shortage of these types of clueless broads that fell in love and were easily seduced into his clutches through wealth and money. Secretly, Mr. Blake was one of the worst perverts a woman could meet. Though, thanks to years of experience, he was careful not to expose the dark side of his sexual desires to them - at least not until they were completely in love with him or fully seduced by his wealth and power. Mr. Blake loved blondes - especially the type that were not too bright and a bit on the ditzy side. These were the types that craved lots of attention from the opposite sex. Specifically, he aimed for the types that were materialistic in nature - women who based their self worth on how much jewelry they owned and what type of house and car they had access to. For Mr. Blake, these women were much more easier to manipulate and seduce into a relationship - and ultimately his sick and perverted sex games shortly thereafter. The blonde cunt he was now observing fit this mold perfectly from a distance. She had entered the bar with two of her girlfriends. Her fingers had plenty of cheap gold rings and her wrists were adorned with semi-lavish jewelry from various ex-boyfriends who wanted to get in her pants. Judging from her stunning figure and beautiful features, Mr. Blake could see why. He could tell by the way this slut was knocking down drink after drink she had obviously turned 21 recently. She was stunningly gorgeous with long platinum blonde hair that reached down past her slender shoulders. She was wearing a tight revealing red top that accentuated her massive breasts. Mr. Blake couldn't quite tell if they were fake or not, though it didn't really matter to him. Whatever it took for a girl to look sexy for a man was good enough for him. Her makeup and eyeliner were heavily applied giving her the appearance of a low class tramp. She was exactly the type that Mr. Blake preferred. Obviously this young tart didn't know what high class was. Her whole appearance was a contradiction in and of itself. On the one hand she was wearing expensive high-class jewelry revealing her innate desire to appear wealthy. On the other hand, Mr. Blake could see that she came from a low class background and poor upbringing because she obviously didn't know how to dress to match her jewelry. However, her attempt to look rich and extravagant was clear - and this was an important prerequisite for any woman under his consideration for sexual exploitation. Mr. Blake could see that while the jewelry she was wearing was of the expensive variety, it was nowhere near the kind of jewels he could afford to buy her. She was not wearing any platinum at all from what he could see. The cunning executive smiled to himself. He'd met and dated many bimbos like this one before. This seduction would be rather easy. Put simply, it would be a textbook case. The blonde cunt that Mr. Blake was observing was indeed all that he had surmised. Her name was Winnie, and she had just turned 21 the day before. She sat at a nearby barstool anxiously sipping drinks with her friends and giggling a lot. Winnie was a bundle of excitement and nervousness all rolled into one. She had never been in a real bar before - at least not under legal conditions anyway. Being here with her friends made all the difference in the world. Though Winnie's ultimate goal was to attract a new boyfriend, she didn't want to be alone while attempting this endeavor - especially at a bar. From the earliest age, numerous family members and friends had told Winnie how pretty she was. The onus of her importance and existence was almost always centered on how she dressed and looked. Rarely (if ever) was there ever a mention of her intellectual potential. Her grades at school were very poor, and it had dawned on her very early on that attracting a rich and powerful man would save her a lot of hassle in living the good life. Her self-esteem was nearing rock bottom, and her desire to keep up with her peers at all costs was increasing every year. Winnie needed a breadwinner badly. And it was almost a given that she would stop at nothing to attract the right kind of man. Though Winnie was by no means an intelligent girl, she did have a clear understanding of what most men liked in her part of the world. Women were cherished by how pretty they looked and how feminine they acted. Being intelligent - or in her case trying to act intelligent - was a sure way to scare off a great deal of men. It was no coincidence therefore that Winnie had become a natural giggler and bubble gum blower from a very early age. Being of low intelligence to begin with, smiling and giggling whenever men were around came almost natural to her. After a while, it became a habit that she wasn't even ashamed of. Winnie yearned for love and attention. Her father almost never gave her the time of day being the heavy drinker that he was. Her mother never worked a day in her life - instead relying on her skills in home economics to please her man. Indeed, Winnie had grown up in an environment that nurtured feminine subservience and male supremacy - albeit in a subtle way. Winnie wanted desperately to fall in love with the right kind of man and be whisked away from her low class surroundings. She wanted to have expensive clothing, a great car, and a lavish home. Little did she know as she sat there sipping her vodka martini with her friends that her luck was about to change that evening - although not necessarily for the better. Mr. Blake measured his options - given the fact that his intended victim was surrounded by her giggling entourage. Again, his veteran instincts took over and he signaled to his waiter. He had to alert this dumb broad to his presence. And he had to win her over with a token of his "generosity." "What can I do for you sir?" Asked the waiter who was obviously kissing his ass in anticipation of a generous tip. "See that blonde over there between those two girls?" He inquired. "Yes sir I do." Replied the waiter sneering a bit. He had obviously done this routine with many men before - men who were looking to pick up girls for a quick "one-nighter" at one time or another. In his humble experience as a waiter, he had seen this ploy fail more often than not. But given this gentleman's look and appeal, he gave him a chance of about 50-50. Mr. Blake was indeed fit for his age. At 48, he had the build of a man about 15 years younger. He also had the latest style of clothing to match. With a full head of hair and a slender physique, he could still pass for a man right out of GQ magazine. "I'd like to buy her a drink." He stated. "See what she's having then see to it." "Yes sir." Replied the waiter. Mr. Blake calmly looked on as the waiter made his way toward the bar. His manner and demeanor were smooth and calculated as he stole another glance over at the hapless blonde. Thankfully the waiter was a pro. He took his time going toward her end of the bar - checking on other customers first. Finally he passed by the blonde and glanced briefly at her drink as he walked by. Then he double-checked by asking the bar tender what it was she was drinking before placing the order. Mr. Blake smiled to himself. It wouldn't be long before the blonde would inquire about him. In his experience, this was done either one of two ways. The usual scenario when a woman was with her friends was the "messenger" routine. Mr. Blake disliked this type of ritual because it was so amateurish and grade school like. He preferred the second of the two scenarios - the direct approach. Alas, this was usually the only viable option when a woman was alone - or mature enough to do so even in the company of companions. Winnie was neither mature nor well educated. So when she received her drink, she immediately started whispering excitedly to her friends. Mr. Blake saw it coming before it even happened. Sure enough, one of the blonde's friends made her way toward him. The news wasn't all that bad however - for it wasn't words of rejection. "My friend's name is Winnie." She began timidly trying not to giggle out of nervousness. "She wants to thank you for the drink, but she's curious about who you are." "Tell her I'm an admirer." Mr. Blake replied making sure to flash his gold rings and expensive Rolex watch. The bimbo smiled timidly and returned toward her two friends at the bar. 'Typical.' Thought Mr. Blake to himself. He hated this type of childish routine. But in order to obtain young cunt, he had to play the game. With that goal in mind, he finally managed to relax himself. After all, this was all part of the plan. He had done this many times before with very rewarding results sexually rewarding to be more specific. Mr. Blake turned briefly and stole another glance at Winnie's tight - jean clad bottom. What a seductive name she had. Indeed, much sexual pleasure could be derived from such a blonde bimbo as this dumb little tart. Mr. Blake's sadistic mind began to run in circles. His thoughts began to wander into the deepest realms of depravity. He began thinking of all the perverse gratification he would obtain from the special things he would have Winnie do - especially with that sexy young bottom of hers. His thick penis began to grow in his pants at all the disgusting and degrading things he had in store for her once he had her wrapped around his finger - both literally and figuratively. Mr. Blake's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden departure of Winnie's two friends as they made there way out of the bar. Apparently his hint of wealth and power had been conveyed to Winnie by her friend and the young blonde had decided to take a chance. Mr. Blake could tell that it was a big one on her part. He could tell just by the way she was fidgeting and glancing over at him nervously that she had never been alone with a man in a bar scene before. He took the hint, but decided to test her obedience and submissiveness from the outset by motioning her to come to him. Most other men would make there way over to the woman's side of the room. But not Mr. Blake. It was much easier to measure a woman's desperation or passiveness by whether or not they stood up and came over to HIS side of the room. In almost every case, Mr. Blake was careful to pre-select women with a natural tendency toward submissiveness. He had become a magnificent body language reader over the years. And he could see through many women's insecurities just by the way they moved their hands through their hair and also by the way they dressed. In rare cases, he had been wrong in his preconceptions. Occasionally, the woman he was stalking did not get up for him. When this happened, Mr. Blake never pursued the relationship any further making sure to avoid conversation altogether. Mr. Blake despised liberated women. And he preyed upon helpless females who were extremely insecure about themselves and sought self-assurance and ego gratification through the approval of men - or in Mr. Blake's case, father figures. Mr. Blake could tell that Winnie didn't receive much attention from her father even before the two had spoken a word. He could tell this by the way she quickly stood up grinning from in ear to ear at the thought of receiving any sort of attention from a strange man at a bar. Apparently she wasn't nervous about him at all, she was simply nervous about how she looked and whether she would impress him enough to take her out or not - hence the nervous hand gestures and quick glances. Mr. Blake watched Winnie walk toward him. Though she obviously wasn't very bright, she did know how to wiggle her ass when she walked. This was a trick most insecure women learned and mastered at a very early age. Winnie wasn't wearing any high heels, but this would soon change as Mr. Blake got to know her better. As she walked toward him, Winnie felt extremely nervous. But his beckon was strong and alluring. And now that she had already decided to obey his call, she found it impossible to resist or ignore - let alone turn back. She wasn't used to approaching men under any circumstance. In most cases, guys tended to approach her. Winnie had grown accustomed to this kind of treatment. Despite her constant insecurity, she knew full well that she was well endowed when it came to good looks. She knew that most men were attracted to her tits, and a lot of men told her so. Yet for some strange reason, the men she went to bed with usually left her for good the next morning. Some of the men would fake interest and promise to call her, but they never followed up. This type of rejection made her feel even more insecure. But the stupid blonde had no idea why the men were dumping her the next day. In truth, men saw her for what she was - a dumb blonde slut who was only worthy of a one night stand. Winnie was blind to this, and so she yearned to become a better "woman" no matter what the cost - even if it meant breast augmentation or applying more makeup. She just didn't understand. Nor could her tiny brain even begin to fathom the truth about why men didn't respect her. It was indeed a vicious cycle of trying to prove her worth through the only means she knew how - sex. The men, in turn, would lose respect for her afterward. Perhaps this older man would be a change for the better. From all outward appearances, he appeared to be well dressed, quite handsome, and rich. Winnie hated admitting it to herself, but a man's wealth and power was of the highest priority on her list of materialistic desires. "Hel...hello sir." Winnie stammered as she made her way to an empty chair. "Good evening Winnie. It is Winnie isn't it?" Responded Mr. Blake as he calmly took a sip from his drink. "Yes sir it is." Blushed Winnie trying to hide her nervousness. Mr. Blake wasn't shy about eyeing her up. In fact, is visual advances were blatantly clear from the outset. This made Winnie even more nervous - though this was not the first time a man had eyed her body up and down. In fact, she was more concerned that she would somehow fail his visual inspection. The man was clearly rich, and Winnie began to breath heavily as it began to dawn on her that she had struck gold literally. Mr. Blake completed his visual inspection. He was pleased to see that Winnie fell in line with his routine. She had stood there patiently in the open while he completed his visual sweep of her large firm tits and tight cut-off jeans. Satisfied with the results, he motioned for her to take a seat across from him. "My name is Marvin Blake." He began. "It's nice to meet a pretty young lady like you. Would you care for some dinner to go along with those drinks you've been having?" Winnie blushed at the compliment. Her dim little mind was running in circles at the possibility of dating such a wealthy man. His question demanded and answer, and as much as she didn't like to admit how poor she was at home, she was indeed hungry. "Y...yes Mr. Blake...if it's OK with you." She stammered again unable to control a nervous giggle. "Well that would be just fine with me." Replied Mr. Blake as he motioned for his waiter. "It will give us plenty of time to get to know each other." Winnie giggled again and put her hand to her mouth - feeling as if she was being a naughty girl giggling in public. "Tell me Winnie dear. Have you ever been out of Ohio before?" Asked Mr. Blake knowing full well she probably hadn't. "Once or twice." She replied managing a shy smile. "I really can't remember. It was a long time ago." "I see." Said Mr. Blake. "I hope you won't take this next question the wrong way, but have you had any secondary education?" "What do you mean?" Asked Winnie not knowing what the term meant. Mr. Blake's question had already been answered with this response, but he wanted to find out just how dumb this girl really was. "Did you graduate from high school?" "What is this?...like some sort of interview?" She smiled. "No it's not Winnie dear. On the contrary, I couldn't care less if you didn't. I don't judge women by there intelligence. You seem awfully attractive and that's good enough for me." Winnie was taken back by Mr. Blake's bold statements. However she was glad that he found her attractive. Though she found it quite odd that he placed no emphasis on her intelligence whatsoever. Of course, Winnie knew that acting intelligent scared a lot of men off - and she knew full well that she couldn't pass for an intelligent girl even if she tried - but the very fact that he PREFFERED her that way disturbed her. But still, didn't most men? "Well..." She began nervously. "I dropped out of high school my sophomore year. I really didn't like school all that much. I ain't never liked my teachers either." "Relax Winnie dear. I'm not trying to crucify you for your lack of education." Winnie didn't know what to make of this man calling her "dear" so soon. After all, she had only met the man. "What do you mean...crucify?" She asked not knowing what this term meant either. "Never mind darling. Here comes our waiter to take our order." Mr. Blake allowed Winnie to order first. Obviously she had no idea what most of the terms on the menu meant. As he predicted, she ordered a typical white trash meal. "I'll have a cheeseburger and fries." She told the waiter. "And I'll have your Veil Parma jean." He chimed in. The waiter left with the order and Mr. Blake continued the evening with small talk conversation conversation that was simple for dumb little Winnie to understand. During the course of the meal, Mr. Blake made sure to "wow" her with his knowledge and understanding of the world. He told her about all the countries he had been to as well as the large yacht that he owned in the South Pacific. He made sure to drum it into her stupid head about how wealthy and powerful he was and how it was such an exclusive privilege to even be sitting at the same table as he. Indeed, Winnie felt awestruck by his wealth, power, and presence. And by the end of the evening, she knew that she would do anything to keep this man interested in her. Mr. Blake already knew this by her body language. He sensed by the way she smiled at him and pretended to understand various things that he was telling her that she was warming up to him. Now it was safe to make his move. "How would you like to come back to my mansion for a night cap darling?" Asked Mr. Blake with a seductive smile. Winnie didn't quite know what a "night cap" was, but she had a feeling that knew exactly what he wanted, and she was prepared to give herself to him right then in there. After all, he seemed quite attractive for a man of his age. Winnie guessed that he was in his mid to late thirties, but she had enough common sense not to ask his age right away. By the way he looked and appeared, she couldn't care less anyway. He was rich, powerful, and he had a YACHT! "Hmmmm..." Winnie purred in a sexy tone while twirling her pretty blonde hair. "I just love it when you call me 'darling' like that Mr. Blake." No more words needed to be exchanged. Having paid the bill, Mr. Blake rose from the table and led the gullible blonde outside to his Cadillac. He made sure to give the waiter a generous tip. On the way to the mansion, Winnie was a ball of nervousness and excitement all rolled into one. The drive was quite lengthy and it took almost an hour to arrive at Mr. Blake's residence. Winnie was beginning to wonder if climbing into a car with a stranger she barely even knew was a good idea. But like most of her dim-witted friends, the image of this man's wealth and power pervaded her thoughts continuously. Winnie liked the feeling of riding in a rich expensive car. In addition, she seemed to enjoy the feeling of uncertainty more and more. But most of all, this man had an image of wealth, success, and tranquility about him that somehow managed to sooth her inner fears. "Here we are my lovely one." Stated Mr. Blake as the large Cadillac pulled into a steep driveway which seemed to stretch almost a quarter of a mile toward a large brick estate with three floors and what appeared to be several rooms. Winnie couldn't believe her thoughtless eyes. Here she was at the tender age of only 21. And she was about to have the biggest chance of her life to seduce this man and get in on all the riches. It seemed too good to be true to the dumb blonde. Mr. Blake held the door for Winnie when they exited the car. Winnie didn't know how to react to such gentlemanly manners. She had never been treated this way before. So she just shrugged and giggled and murmured a small "thanks" as they headed toward the front door of the mansion. Mr. Blake had a raging hard-on in his pants. He knew he had this thoughtless twit hook, line, and sinker. All he had to do was play it smooth. For the time being, he would have to play things her way. Winnie couldn't believe her eyes. The mansion was huge on the inside with hanging chandeliers and a marble staircase. The floor and furniture were made of solid oak and there were paintings of all sorts of sizes and colors. Dumb little Winnie couldn't even begin to imagine what they meant or their worth in value. She just stuck a confused finger in her sweet little mouth and sucked nervously. Mr. Blake observed this and was pleased. This was exactly the type of woman he wanted in his evil clutches. "Come with me dear. The servants are out." He began. "Care for a drink?" "Sure." Replied the baffled blonde as she was lead into a huge living room with lavish serving tables. "What type of drink would you like my dear? I have several kinds of wine or bourbon." "Do ya have any beer or soda?" Asked the dumb blonde. Mr. Blake smiled to himself. This was the typical request of a white trash girl who had no clue about classy behavior or beverages. "Sure darling. Just sit your sweet little buns on that couch over there and I'll fetch you some. You don't mind me referring to you in such a way do you Winnie dear?" "No sir, not at all. I like it here and I hope you'll let me stay for the evening." She stated giving him a sexually suggestive glare. "That all depends on you my dear." Replied the confidant millionaire. Winnie knew exactly what Mr. Blake meant, and she was prepared to submit to his desires. Little did she know that by the time the relationship hit full swing, she would submit to his EVERY desire. Mr. Blake brought out an expensive looking beer mug filled with a shiny golden ail. Already feeling a bit tipsy from all the drinking she had done at the bar, Winnie drank the beer slowly. Being young and naïve, she had no idea with regard to her tolerance level for alcohol. Mr. Blake was counting on this, for it meant that she would be more receptive toward subtle demands - such as the type of lingerie he preferred her to wear before they made love. When they had finally made their way into Mr. Blake's lavish bedroom suite, Winnie was feeling the effects of alcohol much more strongly. She was lazy on her feet and feeling very horny. The size of the bedroom was enormous and she felt as if she had been swept off her feet by a prince in shining armor with the way she was being treated. Mr. Blake grabbed hold of her upon closing the door and thrust his body against hers. His lips mashed against hers in lustful fashion as he scooped her lazy body up and carried her to the bed. Winnie didn't resist. Instead, she returned his kiss with a moist tongue inside his mouth and reached for his cock. Mr. Blake still had his trousers on. "Wait my dear." He said. "What do ya mean Marvin?" She asked in a lustful voice. He could tell she was horny beyond belief. She was now putty in his hands. "Don't you think you should be wearing something a little more...comfortable?" He asked in a suggestive manner. "What do ya mean Marvin? I don't have anything to wear besides what I got on." She pouted. "I can fix that my dear. You see - I am rather experienced at this sort of thing." He proclaimed in a tone that borderlined on bragging. "Mmmmmm...I can tell." She said lustfully licking her lips. "What did you have in mind for me to wear sir?" She purred. "I like it when you call me 'sir' Winnie." He stated testing her submissiveness right there on the spot. "Mmmmmm....you do?" She smiled sexily not realizing the gravity of his remark or the hint of what was to come with this man later on in the following weeks. "I do my dear." He replied. "Let's just say I prefer...well...an old fashioned kind of girl. I'm sure you know what I mean." Even though she was slightly drunk, Winnie had enough sense about her to know what he meant. However it was nothing new to her. All her life she sought to please men. She had been conditioned by her upbringing to coordinate her behavior to accommodate and bring pleasure to a boy - or in this case a man. Winnie knew instinctively what to do, and her behavior suggested as such. "Yessss Mr. Blake." She purred. "I think I know just the kind of girl you're looking for." With those words, Winnie began to smile and giggle slightly - sticking a dumb finger in her mouth as she began to crawl toward him on all fours. Mr. Blake loosened his tie and unzipped his trousers. In a fit of lust, he had briefly forgotten about the outfit he had wanted her to wear - but only momentarily. Regaining his senses, he halted her advance just as her face was level with his belt buckle. "Not quite yet my dear." He began. "You will have all night to prove to me you are worthy of being treated like a princess. If you want to be treated well, I expect more than just a blowjob in return. I must inform you that I am very demanding of my women, and I expect you to fall in line with my demands if you want me to be your bread winner and keep you happy." This was music to Winnie's ears. Here was Mr. Blake promising to take care of her and buy her things as long as she did as she was told. Her dim little mind didn't register that this was a subtle form of sexual slavery. All she knew was that this man was promising to take care of her and treat her like a "princess" of all things! Soon she would be rich and drive around in fancy cars and have fancy clothes. This was all she could ever hope for in her small, pathetic little life. Mr. Blake seemed like a very wealthy and powerful man. Winnie knew this by everything she had observed. Even though this was only their first night together, she knew that she had found the right man. He was authoritative and very much in charge, and she respected him. She would do whatever it took to stay in his good graces. Though despite her sincere intention to keep this powerful man pleased and happy, Winnie was quite stupid, and she did not know just how far she would have to go to meet this man's deepest and darkest desires. To her, it was simply a matter of keeping this man's cock satisfied. She expected that sexual intercourse, blowjobs, and wearing sexy underwear would be enough to meet these expectations. She was wrong. Mr. Blake was indeed a pervert of the worst sort, and it would take much more to satisfy his "needs" than just that. Unfortunately for her, she would be wrapped around his finger and fully dependant upon him before she found out exactly what it was he wanted from her. In the next few weeks, Mr. Blake intended to wean her slowly away from her friends and family. Slowly, several hints would be dropped on a progressive basis as to what exactly he wanted her to do for him. Mr. Blake was fully intent on gradually leading dumb little Winnie in this perverted direction, and soon she would come to realize - much too late of course - that what he wanted from her was much more disgusting and filthy than her dim little mind could possibly imagine. Mr. Blake withdrew a pair of cherry red thigh highs from a walk-in closet near the rear of the large bedroom. He also carried with him a jet-black leather bra of the sleazy variety and a pair of shiny black high heels to match. He gave her a warm smile and told her firmly to put them both on. Winnie did as she was told. She was surprised to find that the bra had large circular holes where her areolas and nipples were supposed to be encased. She blushed slightly and felt a bit cheap, but she put the skimpy articles on nonetheless. "That's right my dear. Put them on. They make you so much more attractive than you are now." Said Mr. Blake in a firm voice with a hint of lust. Winnie tried to smile at his compliment despite her obvious embarrassment. She yearned to be more attractive toward him. However, her guilt and shame over such trashy attire did not go unnoticed by Mr. Blake. His cock was getting thirstier for her trashy lips by the second - the very sight of her shame and guilt bringing pleasure to his balls and cock. "Come here my dear Winnie." He commanded as he beckoned toward her. Winnie finished the last touches of her attire and began to walk toward him. "No my darling..." he cut her short. "I would find it much more attractive if you crawled to me just as you did before." Winnie felt even more humiliated and cheap, but the image of this man's wealth and power continued to pervade her thoughts despite her guilt. Slowly she got on all fours and crawled seductively toward him until her face was even with the zipper on his trousers. Mr. Blake slowly unbuckled his belt and pulled down the zipper. Gently he reached in and removed his huge pink snake from its temporary captivity. Winnie gasped at the size of his penis. It was at least eight inches long and bulging with lust for her. "It likes you Winnie." He told her soothingly. "Especially young and impressionable girls like you." Winnie didn't know what he meant by "impressionable". Her vocabulary did not extend that far into his level of education. But she knew instinctively what to do when it came to servicing a man's cock. She knew instinctively to encase her white trash lips around his thick meat and begin to suck and slurp like a good girl. Mr. Blake observed his dumb little prize from above as he placed a hand behind her head to guide her. Her lips were moist and slippery and her tongue felt so soft and special as it slithered around his thick greasy shaft. Winnie's head bobbed up and down in perfect rhythm. Clearly she had plenty of experience when it came to blowjobs. Mr. Blake could see part of her exposed nipples underneath her platinum blonde hair. They looked so young, firm, voluptuous, and pink. The bra wrapped tightly around her breasts - forcing her tender pink nipples to push out further. "Moan for me Winnie darling..." Commanded Mr. Blake between heavy breaths. Winnie began to moan softly in a high-pitched tone. She knew from previous experience that this drove boys crazy. She had no doubt that it would have the same effect on a grown man such as the rich and powerful Mr. Blake. The sight of Winnie's platinum blonde hair, coupled with her fleshy pink nipples, trashy attire, and delicate moans of pleasure, was enough to push Mr. Blake completely over the edge. Winnie knew it was coming. She tried to remove her mouth from his cock but Mr. Blake held her head firmly in place. "Don't make me angry darling..." Mr. Blake panted Ton the verge of climax. "Just take it like a good girl...you'll make me very pleased...arggghhhhhh." Winnie knew better than to make any man angry. Besides, she was too drunk to push herself away and resist his grasp. She remembered once how one of her previous boyfriends had slapped her around when he became displeased with her behavior. Mr. Blake had been kind and generous to her - buying her dinner and all. Suddenly she felt less guilty and her shame began to subside. She wanted to please this powerful man in any way she could. Somehow she sensed that he knew what was best for her. He was in complete control. Within moments, she felt a sudden surge between her slutty - uneducated lips, as Mr. Blake's cock grew thicker starting from the bottom and surging toward the top. Almost instantly, a thick steady stream of white goop entered her moist mouth and splashed against her worthless tongue. Another wad of thick smelly cream splashed against the back of her throat. Winnie gagged and had to swallow. Another burst of slime was more than she could contain and it found little room for haven inside her white trash mouth. Winnie's lips were still firmly encased around Mr. Blake's spurting penis. Despite this, a long thick stream of white man cream oozed out from behind her lips and dribbled down her chin - forming a puddle on the floor. "Swirl it around in your mouth Winnie dear. It will make you much more attractive to me." Said Mr. Blake as he withdrew his cock and knelt down - placing his nose and face close to her mouth. It was clear that Mr. Blake wanted to see this degrading activity up close. Winnie understood that it gave him pleasure in some sort of perverse way. But she was in no position to argue or resist. Slowly she swirled the thick goo around in her mouth. She opened it and let Mr. Blake look inside. "Breath on me dear. I want to smell what's inside of you." Said Mr. Blake firmly. Winnie was beginning to feel degraded and disgusted. Even worse, she was beginning to feel nauseated. "That's a good girl Winnie dear...your breath smells so sweet like that. You won't mind if I take a picture do you?" Winnie couldn't respond with a mouth full of cum. She reluctantly nodded her head as she continued to swirl the disgusting slime around the top and base of her sweet pink tongue and gums. Mr. Blake withdrew a camera from a nearby drawer and snapped a few photos of her dribbling chin and sticky face. Then he told her to open wide while he snapped some close-ups of the inside of her mouth. What a treat this slut was going to be! In time (perhaps within a few days), he would make sure to coerce this sweet little piece of trash into letting him take many more pictures of her worthless body. He smiled at the thought of the sexy outfits he would have her wear. Mr. Blake concluded the evening by being very kind and generous to Winnie. He had her strip out of her high heels, thigh highs, and leather bra and slip into a warm hot tub which he prepared especially for her. Then he helped bathe her by sponging her down in all her special areas and giving her a generous silk nightgown to wear to bed. Winnie soon forgot about how filthy she had been treated that night. She once again warmed up to the idea of being treated like a princess by this man. In hindsight, sucking this man's cock and swallowing his sperm was a small price to pay for such lavish treatment at the end of the night - and she just LOVED the expensive nightgown lingerie he had given her to wear to bed. * * * * The following evening (and many more after), Mr. Blake had Winnie adorned in lingerie of a most degrading variety. He had her dress up in trashy leather shorts that revealed almost everything that was supposed to be covered. On other evenings he had her dress in a little girl's nightie. Sometimes he would bring out the most perverse things for a girl her age to wear. For example, a short pair of pink cotton panties with daisies on them (the kind that a five year old girl would normally wear). Other times he had her adorned in a slave collar and choker with silver metal studs. She found it quite odd that he enjoyed leading her around in a leash. She almost threw a fit when he asked her to drink water out of a pet food bowl. All of this would have been quite unbearable were it not for the fabulous way he treated her otherwise. He was very loving toward her (after he had climaxed of course) and bought her many fine things. He took her to amusement parks and bought her ice cream and lots of sexy clothes. For Winnie, it was almost like a dream come true. All her stupid little life she had wanted to be treated this way. But until now, this kind of life had never seemed to materialize for her. After giving her body to many boyfriends, she always wound up dumped and feeling ashamed of herself afterward. But Mr. Blake was different. Although she conceded to herself that he had the most perverse sexual tastes she had ever experienced, she realized that he was also providing her with a lifestyle she had always yearned to have. She had lots of free time without having to work a single day and plenty of "gifts." But the warning signs were already beginning to show. Dumb little Winnie was too naïve and in love with Mr. Blake to see them clearly. As the weeks progressed, so did his insatiable desires for the perverse. Winnie had dimly noted that he enjoyed looking at her ass. On several (more recent) occasions, he had even requested that she turn her back and get on all fours while he played with it and inspected it. She had remembered blushing once as she felt her ass cheeks parted and she could swear she felt his nose press up against her tight brown crinkle. She could hear him inhaling the dirty musky fragrance at the center of her heart shaped bottom and feeling quite embarrassed. Winnie never had a boyfriend take an interest in this special part of her anatomy. She had always believed that daddies were the only ones who "inspected" this part of a girl and only when she was little and in the middle of having her hiney wiped or her diaper changed. But with Mr. Blake, it felt quite different, perverse, and rather shameful and embarrassing. It was also about this time that she was beginning to sense his presence outside the bathroom when she was on the potty. At first, she had dismissed his presence as being mere coincidence. But lately, she would exit the bathroom to find him standing there with a raging hardon and lust in his eyes. Still, she was to dumb and naïve to make any sort of connection. On this particular day, things would be revealed to her a little more clearly - though not yet fully. "Winnie dear." "Yes sir." She replied in a dreamy bimbo voice knowing full well he liked to be called "Sir." "I have a special gift for you today." He stated suggestively. Winnie knew that this could mean only one of two things. Either it was the usual "cock in her mouth" surprise that was becoming increasingly more prevalent in her stupid little life, or it was really an expensive gift. This time, it was the latter of the two. "What is it sir?" she smiled seductively staring at his pants in search of his usual manly bulge. "It's out in the garage my dear. I bought it while you were napping." He replied confidently. "Would you like to see it?" "Oh yes Marvin! I mean sir..." she replied meekly having corrected her obvious mistake. "Then come my darling. I will show you what will soon be yours." With that, Mr. Blake lead the dumb little tart down the huge flight of stairs and headed toward the east side of his mansion. Winnie was wearing nothing but a pink silk nightie and white cotton panties that had been bought specifically for her a few days earlier at Mr. Blake's expense. Presently they came to the huge door that lead to the massive garage. Mr. Blake opened it and stepped aside so that Winnie could get a clear view of her new toy. Winnie's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree when she saw her new surprise. It was a bright red Porsche with all the amenities - including a T-Top roof. In addition, the seats were jet-black leather. "Wow! Like...is this for me???" Winnie stammered barely able to contain her excitement. "It's all yours and it's brand new. I'm talking zero mileage sweetheart." Responded her sugar daddy from behind. "Oh my god...this is incredible!" The dumb blonde blurted out. "But..." Continued Mr. Blake as he took hold of her arm and turned her to face him. "All things have their price. I'm sure you understand Winnie dear." Winnie looked up to see him dangling the keys to the vehicle high above her head where she couldn't possible reach with her short thin frame. Winnie thought she knew what he wanted. But today, the action would go much further than she would anticipate. "Lift your dress Winnie Poo." He commanded. Mr. Blake had been calling her by that name quite recently. Yet the dumb blonde had no idea of the significance of her new nickname. She had dismissed it as a vague reference to the fictional children's character "Winnie The Pooh" and so she didn't seem to mind him calling her by this new nickname. Winnie did as she was told and lifted her nightie - revealing a modest pair of child like cotton panties. They were plain white with silk trim on the sides. However they were by no means in the form of a g-string or thong. They were the regular (full) kind that covered all the normal areas of her feminine bottom and genitals. Mr. Blake pulled her closer to him and forcefully stuck a large fat finger near the crotch of her panties. Winnie knew that he was searching for the usual wet spot that he had become accustomed to, but on this occasion she had been caught off guard and was not moist yet. She did not expect to be doing any sort of sexual activity at (or near) the large mansion garage. Feeling no moisture, Mr. Blake suddenly became angry. Suddenly he raised his hand and slapped her hard across her white trash mouth. "You stupid cunt!" He shouted. "I give you everything...EVERYTHING! And you respond to me like this?" Without me you're worthless! No other man would dream of having a steady relationship with you! I'm all you've got! So you'd better warm up to me sweetie! Or else..." He didn't need to go any further. Winnie was already whimpering like a good little submissive. Deep down inside her dopey little head she knew he was right. All the other boys she had dated had left her the next day. Marvin was the only man who had stuck by her all these weeks. He had treated her like a princess, and she felt ashamed that she wasn't wet for him. "p...please...sir...i....i'm...i'm sorry...." she stammered. "i...i'll do anything you ask...just don't hit me...i....(sob)...i'll be good. "I'll HIT you whenever I please Winnie! You're my property now. Everything you own I have provided for you. The least you will do is respect my authority. I've treated you like a sweet little princess, and you WILL love and cherish me as long as I provide for you. And above all else, you will OBEY!" If things hadn't been clear to Winnie before, they were definitely clear to her now. Mr. Blake was all she had left. Her family had cut her off after learning she had run away with him without notice (let alone permission). She hadn't seen her friends in nearly three months. And with each passing day that she had fallen in love with Marvin, her friends and family had become nothing but a distant memory in her dim little mind. Her tiny world revolved exclusively around Marvin and no one else. Now she needed Mr. Blake more than ever before. The last thing she wanted was to be dumped on the street without any food to eat or anywhere else to go. Besides, Winnie had become quite accustomed to her pampered lifestyle. Anything short of first class living would now be intolerable to her. And so from this moment, it had dawned on her that Mr. Blake was right. She must BEHAVE. And thanks to his love, discipline, and affection, she longed for his approval and yearned to OBEY. Winnie knew that Mr. Blake had slapped her for a good reason. He hit her because he loved her and wanted to make her a better woman. It was all so clear to her now - despite the tears. Mr. Blake was right. She was indeed worthless without him in her life. How right he had been all along. How stupid she was to not have not seen him for the beautiful inner person that he was. Mr. Blake was a great man, and she would do anything to please him - ANYTHING. All he had to do was ask. Mr. Blake allowed Winnie a few moments to calm herself. This was the very first time he had hit her and he wanted to judge her reaction. Mental manipulation was indeed an art from, and crafting a natural submissive into a hardcore submissive was still quite a chore - though to a much lesser extent than a woman with aggressive tendencies. Mr. Blake shivered slightly with excitement as he observed Winnie's pleas and whimpers. She was definitely dependent upon him now. Still, he had to be sure. "Winnie. I need to know that you are sincere about obeying me." He began after another moment of silence. "y...yes sir...(sob)..." "You need to prove to me how much to love me. So I'm going to sit in my office and I want you to remove your nightie and follow me in. I'll be waiting for you to sit in my lap. It seems you need some....shall I say...discipline." "y...yes sir...i...i will sir." she stammered trying to stop the tears from rolling down her cheeks. There was no pride left in the stupid girl. Just a feeling of insecurity, shame, and deep dependency on this man. She wanted so much for him to love her. Perhaps submitting to him would make him happy with her and he would love her just a little bit more. Winnie was hoping just that as she removed her pink silk nightie and made her way to his office room. When she entered, Mr. Blake had an even bigger hardon in his pants again. There she stood, her huge breasts fully exposed, her face bright pink with shame and embarrassment, and just a cute little pair of white cotton panties covering her shameful and inferior sex organ. "Come now my darling. This is for your own good." Mr. Blake soothed as he motioned for her to come toward him. "If you want to live the 'high life' with rich men, then you have to learn what men with wealth and power really expect from a woman. I think you know what I mean. Don't you my dear?" Winnie just nodded her head. Mr. Blake's office was cold and she was beginning to shiver. Her breasts grew very firm due to the chilly temperature of the room. Slowly, with her eyes to the floor in shame and guilt, she made her way to his chair. "Bend over my knees darling." Winnie obeyed. "Now be still and let Sugar Daddy have his way with you." Soothed the evil executive as he gently ran a firm hand over her panty-clad bottom. Mr. Blake reached under her chest with his other hand and began to roughly tweak her stiff nipples. He savagely rubbed, tweaked and pinched her pouting cones as if they were cute little toys for him to play with. Winnie winced in slight pain, but remain relatively still. She shivered as she felt Marvin's other hand rubber deeper and deeper into her panty-covered crevice - right where her poop hole resided. Mr. Blake could barely control his breathing as he became more and more excited with each passing moment. Having toyed with her stupid little nipples long enough, he turned the attention of both his hands to the silky waistband of her underpants. Winnie began to squirm uncomfortably has he gently began to pull them down her hiney - and further down her soft powder white thighs. Winnie's bottom was so pretty and cute. It looked soft, round, and smelled slightly of girlie odor. Mr. Blake almost shot a load in his pants and had to consciously restrain himself when he inhaled her inferior scent. "Now hold still Winnie Poo, this is just a teeny little spanking to make things ice and clear to you. I'm sure when this is over you won't need any more...shall we say...reminders hmm?" Winnie dutifully lowered her head in silent resignation. She hoped that this would satisfy him and that he would soon be pleased with her again. She wanted so badly for this rich and powerful man to like her. She would do anything to gain his approval even if it was only temporary. Mr. Blake raised his right hand and held her firmly with his left. Then he released his hand of power onto her inferior bottom with a series of thunderous smacks - enough to make Winnie cry out in pain and wallow in bittersweet agony. SPLAT...SMACK....WHACK!!!!! "Uggggggnnnnngnhh....agggghhhhhh." Winnie cried out in pain. "Repeat after me Winnie Poo...(SMACK)...BEHAVE!" "Agghhhhhh...ughhhhhh...b...be...behave....aghhhh" "BEHAVE!!!" "Agghhhh...ohhhhh....behave....(sob)...yes....behave..." "LOUDER!!!" Mr. Blake commanded. "Aggghhhhh....ughhhhh...(SMASH)...AGGGHHHHHH....BEHAVE!!....oooohhh (whimper)...(sob)....(sniffle)....uhhaaahhaaahhaaaa..." "Good girl." Soothed Mr. Blake in a much gentler voice. "Now I am finished with your spanking. But I am not done with you yet my darling. There are certain parts of a woman's body that some men treasure more than others. And you look so cute and adorable this way, I feel almost as if I am like a father to you." Mr. Blake smiled down at the dopey blonde in his lap. His prick was raging with lust now as he stared down at her bright red bottom. Gently he ran both hands over her ass cheeks and massaged her gently. Winnie felt soothing relief almost immediately and felt almost instantly grateful to him for stopping the pain. He was like a savior to her, and he was making her feel all better with each motion of his soothing powerful hands. Her whimpering began to die down as she felt his large lustful hands begin to pry her ass cheeks open. "You have such a beautiful bottom Winnie Poo." He soothed as he continued to massage her soft fleshy globes while prying them open. Gradually, Winnie's cute smelly hole came into view of his leering eyes. It looked like a healthy dark brown color (which seemed indicative of the most popular color of the special prizes that came out of her). Mr. Blake took an index finger and lubricated it with his saliva. Then he began to rub little baby circles around her shameful opening - coating it and making it much more submissive to his touch - much more accommodating and friendly. Within a few moments, her shameful little poo poo would be much more obedient and open itself up to strange fingers and objects - all designed to put her in her place in life. Winnie smiled at the thought of pleasing Mr. Blake. He was so smart and knew just what she needed in terms of love and discipline. She wanted to wrap her arms around him and kiss him right then and there despite the slight lingering pain in her ass cheeks. Mr. Blake's fat dirty finger continued to probe and push on her tiny stink button. And soon her beautiful brown flower began to open itself and bloom for him. His evil misogynistic finger began to sink itself slowly into the wonderful world of her dark potty hole. As the finger wandered inside, it was greeted with the first traces of soft smelly mush friendly to the touch and accompanied by the beautiful scent of womanly BM. The sweet ditzy blonde began to moan in heavenly bliss. She had now come to realize that the sweet pain she was experiencing for the first time was a true sign of Mr. Blake's love for her. She was now his "special" girl. And he would no doubt be quite proud of her after this. Mr. Blake continued to push his finger in further. He wanted to feel more of her inner treasures. He wanted his finger to explore all the special inner logs that she had in store for him. Each smelly log felt like a special unique island to his finger, and it wasted no time in exploring each and every one. Some of her muddy "islands" were linked together while others were not. But they all shared one thing in common - they would soon bring great pleasure to Mr. Blake's sense of smell, taste, and touch. On that note, he slowly withdrew his large finger from her tight - yet forgiving bottom. As it slithered out of Winnie's beautiful brown world, it brought with it traces of its wonderful smelly heritage. Soft brown mud had wrapped itself around his finger and brought joy to his heart and pleasure to his penis. Her girlie mush was medium brown and smelled just the way a girl's BM was meant to. Slowly he lifted his finger to his nose and inhaled the sweetness of her ass. Gently and lovingly he licked the tip of the digit and tasted the special "going away" present that her bottom had generously given to him. It tasted bitter, sweet, and so powerful that it made him pop his rocks off almost instantly. He couldn't believe it. He had cum inside his pants without even touching his penis! Oh what a treat this dumb little blonde was. And the fun was just beginning! Mr. Blake made sure to smear the stinky residue off of his finger by rubbing it like lotion onto the interior of Winnie's ass crack. The young blonde was quite naïve, but she knew what it was. Despite her loving feelings toward him, she also felt quite embarrassed and ashamed of what had been retrieved from her bottom. It felt messy and sticky between her soft buns and she wanted desperately to wipe herself. In addition, it also meant that Marvin knew everything there was to know about her worthless body. There were no more secrets and nothing to hide or give away. Mr. Blake owned her, and he also had full knowledge of what was inside of her. He could now predict when she needed to go potty and just what type of "potty" she needed to perform. Upon releasing her from his grasp, Mr. Blake leveled some new instructions on his bimbo slave. "Now Winnie, you will go upstairs leaving your panties around your knees. I do not wish to see them fall below your kneecaps. This is the way I want you to walk upstairs. With one hand I want you to carry your pink nightie up with you and hang it up inside the walk-in closet. With the other hand I want you to suck your stupid little thumb. Remember, you've made a dirty little mess inside your hiney and you will behave as such." Once again, Winnie felt ashamed and humiliated. Slowly, Mr. Blake was breaking down every conceivable barrier of self-esteem she has left. But she knew better than to disobey him. He was now her new master and protector. And she would do anything for him. * * * * Up in the bedroom suite, Mr. Blake beheld a site that would make almost any scat pervert hard with lust. There on the bed, Winnie was kneeling on all fours with her white cotton panties draped partially down her legs. Though her ass cheeks were closed, Mr. Blake could see the hint of BM that was partially smeared within her dark smelly anal crack. He approached the bed and gently stroked her bottom with a firm hand. "You're definitely learning to be a good girl Winnie poo." He stated quietly. "I have something special I want you to do for me in the bathroom sweetie. I think you know what I want." Winnie didn't know exactly, but she had an idea. If it was what she thought it was, it was going to be one of the most embarrassing moments in her life. Never before had she even thought about doing...THAT! But it was indeed true. And not only did he want her to do "that," he wanted her to do it on the floor - not the toilet. 'How disgusting!' she thought to herself. By now, it was beginning to dawn on Winnie the depths of depravity she was sinking to. This man may have been rich, but he was definitely a filthy pervert. Winnie was beginning to wonder if shacking up with this man was such a good idea after all. Unfortunately, she knew she had nowhere else to turn. And even if she wanted to escape him, he would most likely beat her up. Winnie definitely didn't want to be bruised or smacked again. With a sigh of resignation, Winnie got to her feat with her white cotton panties still draped around her ankles. Mr. Blake guided her by placing a firm and commanding hand on her arm. Gently, he led the defeated blonde cunt to the potty room where she would soon perform this filthy and degrading act for him. A web cam had been placed in the lower corner of the bathroom to catch every humiliating detail of her degradation. When they were inside, Mr. Blake closed the door and smiled down at her. His cock was rock hard and he could see the pain and embarrassment within the eyes of his new pet cunt. "Squat down slut. This will only take a few minutes and it will make your sugar daddy very happy." Winnie nodded her head in silence. She knew exactly what he wanted now and she was fearful of the consequences if she did not "perform" this special act for him. It was indeed very special. Winnie imagined that most girls would hold their nose in disgust. How ashamed her friends would be if they knew the level of prostitution she was now about to sink to. After all, this whole thing was about dependency and money. Mr. Blake "took care" of her financially. In turn, she provided these "services" for him. Winnie felt dirty and cheap. She was now a total whore. By now, Mr. Blake no longer saw her as a human being - rather an animal. She could tell this by the way he stuffed his fingers into her mouth as she squatted down. Clearly he didn't want her to talk. There was nothing she had to say that was of any importance to him anymore. Instead, Mr. Blake preferred her to make small gestures and sounds. "Don't worry darling. Soon you will get used to being used as a sex object. You'll even begin to like it after a while. If you behave and do as you're told, this little incident will be over soon and we can go out for dinner. Just make potty on the floor like a good little cunt. That's it... squat and poop for me sweetheart." With those final words, Mr. Blake got on his hands and knees and leaned forward to peep underneath Winnie's dirty bottom. Winnie instinctively spread her soft fleshy globes so that her new master could have a better view of her butt. Mr. Blake was not disappointed. He waited breathlessly as Winnie's lovely brown opening began to wink at him. Within moments, an adorable pile of dark smelly mush began to seep out of her soft round bottom and plop onto the floor. Winnie blushed uncontrollably as tears of shame and embarrassment dribbled down her sexy pink cheeks. Another steamy pile of smelly brown mess poured out of her bottom and onto the tile floor. Mr. Blake panted with lust as he looked at the huge squishy mess that was being created in front of him. It smelled so wonderfully decadent and sexy. For Mr. Blake, the pile of shit being assembled was a representation of what he now thought of Winnie. What a low life whore! The hill of soft BM was now wrapping itself into a coil on the floor. Now the best part of the ordeal had finally arrived. It was time for Winnie to sit in it! "Now Winnie dear..." Mr. Blake panted lustfully. "I want you to sit down." Winnie wrinkled her nose in disgust. The SMELL was awful, and the tears in her eyes continued to flow uncontrollably. "p...please....do i have to to?" she pleaded between silent sobs of shame. "The mere act of speaking has cost you another spanking Winnie dear. Now it's just a matter of where I'm going to hit you. One more protest and it won't be your ass, instead it will be your head and face. I'm sure you want to remain an attractive girl don't you dear?" Winnie nodded her head. She knew she had no choice but to obey him without question. In the dark recesses of her mind, she still yearned for his love and approval - even though he no longer saw her as a person. Slowly, she lowered herself down onto the tiny mountain of poo poo. The faint sound of a messy squish could be faintly heard within the bathroom. Mr. Blake's cock nearly spurted juice right then and there as he witnessed the smelly mush spread itself like the chocolate icing on a birthday cake around her soft bottom. Winnie felt the warm mush underneath her ass. Slowly and softly, it began to cling to her hiney and spread itself around - coating her buttocks with it's shameful color and odor. The dumb blonde pouted and wept uncontrollably with increasing discomfort. Her nose began to wrinkle in obvious disgust. Soon she felt Mr. Blake's hand reach around and clasp her mouth and chin - guiding her forcefully onto her back. The tile floor was icy cold and she shivered and cringed at the sudden chilly exposure. Yet Mr. Blake held her face firmly in one hand. He aimed his thick penis at her mouth with the other. Suddenly, a long stream of urine splashed against her lips and entered her mouth. The taste was unbearably salty and Winnie fought to free herself. She was greeted with a sudden slap across her face and a much tighter grip across her mouth. It felt as if Marvin had the strength to crush her jaw if he wanted to. Winnie cried out in pain and terror. Another strong dose of pee pee splashed against her face and chin. Then another steady stream splattered into her hair. Her bottom was still entrenched in the soft pile of poop on the floor. Now she was beginning to smell like a real human toilet. A female toilet. Mr. Blake finished piddling on her face and once again took aim at her mouth with his thick smelly cock. "Open up darling. Or do you need to be smacked again." Winnie knew better than to resist what was coming next. Obediently, she opened her sweet little mouth. A large stream of white spunk shot out from the tip of the giant snake and smeared itself onto her waiting lips. Another goopy rope spattered itself onto her tongue and gums - coating her piss stained mouth with a slimy residue. The man-made puddle of urine and semen mixed itself together inside her mouth - forming a revolting taste that would eventually lead to a puking session. Mr. Blake continued to hold her chin firmly as the thick load of cream piled itself onto her lips and mouth. When the ordeal was over, dumb little Winnie was nothing but a pile of sex on the floor. She smelled like a toilet and pouted like a pathetic whore. Mr. Blake no longer had any respect for her. In fact, he not only had fulfilled his final fantasy with her, he had recorded it onto his tiny web cam as well. There was nothing left to do with her except ship her off to another group of men who would pay him big money for his "prize." Mr. Blake had various connections across the globe that paid him generously for his "services." It was one of the many things he was involved with. Though Mr. Blake did not quite see himself as a pimp, he did collect "appreciation money" from his various business clients. In the end, it was still only a piece of his substantial income and wealth - yet it was a very large piece indeed. "Come now Winnie dear." Mr. Blake began affectionately. "Let's get you cleaned up. I did promise to take you to dinner you know." Winnie got up slowly feeling a bit sick. "You will be pleased to know that I will be calling some friends to join us for dinner tonight. I'm sure they will like you - especially if you....behave." Winnie smiled weakly. Finally, there would be a chance to meet new friends. Hopefully they might be as rich as Mr. Blake. If she was lucky, they might even treat her better. Mr. Blake smiled to himself. He knew almost exactly what Winnie was thinking. She would attempt to run off with one of his business partners. What the dumb little twat didn't realize was the fact that this was his plan all along. He no longer had any interest in her and it was time to move onto the next dumb cunt. Winnie didn't realize what she was getting herself into. Some of these men were pure sadists. They liked to abuse women like her physically. They got their jollies from seeing a young blonde like her beat up and bruised. One of them in particular was know for is interest in applying "natural eyeshadow" to a woman's face. Several punches to the eyes usually did the trick quite nicely, and Winnie would be the perfect target!
 
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