Pool Submissive Chapter Nine By Fabius m/FM Reluctant Humiliation
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Without any ado whatsoever, fourteen year old Pete motioned for his naked mother Sharma to sit next to him on Jeff's living room floor. As soon as his mom sat down, Pete used his left hand to pull her head toward him and began tongue kissing her. At first Sharma resisted; she detested the control he had over her, and was humiliated that he would want to show off that control in front of his new male conquest, Jeff. But the growl in Pete's voice as he told her to stop struggling and kiss back like a good little mommy slut made her shiver and stop fighting him. As he and Sharma continued in their torrid soul kiss, Pete moved his hands to his mom's naked breast. Gently at first, then more forcefully, Pete began caressing and groping his mommy sex toy. Despite herself, Sharma began responding to her son's lewd caress, breathing heavily and whimpering softly as her boy owner continued molesting her. Then Pete began to tweeze Sharma's delicate nipples between his thumb nails and index finger nails. When Sharma tried to move away, Pete redoubled his tweezing and twisting until his mom could stand it no longer. She pulled her lips off of those of her fourteen year old tormentor and let out a high pitched squeal of purest pain.
"Pleeeeeeeeease, Pete. Pleeease stop. That hurts."
Pete looked her right in the eye.
"Does it hurt more than Jeff's big dick will when he rams it up your little poo tube for you, Mom? And you just know that before the night is over, I'm gonna want ole Jeffy here to do just that to my little mommykins."
Pete smiled broadly as the impact of his sick words sank into Sharma's fevered brain. Pete's terrified mom could do nothing but bow her head.
"So it's Ok with you then if I want to pinch your mommy nipples for you, right, cunt?"
Sharma could do absolutely nothing but nod her head slowly in agreement. If there was any possibility at all that Pete would let her off having to beg Jeff to fuck her butt hole, then she would just have to steel herself to go along with whatever else her son wanted to do to her. Having Pete fuck her there was bad enough, but Sharma could not imagine the pain a grown man like Jeff would cause if ordered to use his cock on her rose.
"Please, Pete. I'll do anything you tell me, but I'm scared of what Jeff's cock would do to me. Please don't make me do that."
Pete just smiled as he continued playing with his mother's breast while his newest sex toy lay on the floor of his living room and watched transfixed. Jeff was certain that his turn would come sooner or later, and he dreaded the thought with all his being.
"Well, Mom. We'll just have to see how good a girl toy you can be."
Pete was noncommittal, but Sharma clung desperately to the hope that the fourteen year old could be cajoled into keeping Jeff from fucking her bottom. Having him inside her cunt would be humiliating enough, and she knew there was going to be no way whatsoever around that happening. But her butt hole was another matter, perhaos.
Seeing that Sharma was forcing herself to acquiesce to him, Pete once more began tweezing and twisting his captive's nipples back and forth. The fourteen year old was rewarded by a series of cries and squeals as his mom gave vent to her sufferings. Such noises were, of course, celestial music to Pete's ears.
When Sharma had made enough noise to suit her son for the time being, Pete moved his probing, groping fingers down his mother's midriff, pausing to tickle and probe the tiny bellybutton, then to her crotch, where he spent a happy time prodding, probing, pinching, and scratching until Sharma almost fainted from the itching, burning pain and growing horniness.
"Raise up, bitch, like a good little slut, and let me put my nice finger into your little mommy rose. I just adore finger fucking my mom in the asshole. And I know you want to make me happy. Don't you, slut?"
Reluctantly but resignedly, Sharma lifted her small, shapely buns off the floor and Pete jabbed his finger into his captive's fundament as far as it would go. Sharma howled in pain and tried to pull away from the invading, clawing finger. But Pete held her fast so that he could dry ream her out to his heart's content.
From his place on the floor, Jeff knew instinctively, even though Sharma may not have known, that Pete was preparing his mom for an eventual anal onslaught by the older man at the perverse order of his young owner. Pete was getting her primed and ready as it were for the older man's log invasion later on. Jeff also knew that if Pete made him fuck Sharma's butt hole, his own rosette would be penetrated by the vicious young boy. Jeff could well imagine how Pete would think such a salacious daisy chain was the greatest fun. And Jeff had to admit that he had enjoyed being fucked by the boy earlier that evening. Maybe he would enjoy it again, especially with his own hungry, throbbing cock buried to the hilt in his boy owner's mom.
Sharma twisted her head from side to side and moaned and screeched out her agony as Pete calmly continued to jab and scratch.
"I bet Jeff slut would sure like to have a poke at this. Wouldn't he, Mom? Have you ever thought about what it would be like to feel Jeff stick his nasty old big boy cock up your pooper, hmmmmmmm?"
Sharma barely heard her son's salacious question, so involved was she in her own pain. A series of sharp slaps to her naked and vulnerable butt cheeks returned the tormented woman to the here and now.
"Well, have you, Mom?"
Sharma mustered up what reserves she had left and answered cruel Pete's question.
"Nooooooo, Pete. I have never thought about any full grown man doing that to me."
Pete smiled over at Jeff.
"Hey stud. Did you hear that? Mommy slut here is scared of your man cock. You can be the first grown man to fuck her butt hole. I have to tell you from personal experience that she's real tight back there. But I've done my best to loosen her up a little for you."
Pete laughed out loud at the meaning of his words. Then the boy pressed his probing finger even more forcefully into his mother's rear end.
"I just love fucking grown up women like Mom in the ass. And I'll bet that you will really like doing it to her, too, once I make you. She's almost as tight in the ass as you are."
Sharma cried out in terror when he heard what Pete said.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeassssssssssse, Pete. I'll do whatever you want me to. But plllleeeeeaaaaasssssseeeeee, don't make Jeff do that to me. Pleeeease don't."
Jeff, lying there on the floor, had to admit that, with all this salacious talk about butt fucking going on, he was slowly warming to the possibility of being ordered by his boy owner to fuck Pete's mom's butt. Jeff began to calculate that if he did exactly what Pete said without any argument, and played along as if he really didn't want to do the things Pete compelled him to do, then he could perhaps get something out of all of this besides Pete punishing him all the time. At least if he fucked Sharma's butt, perhaps Pete would finally allow him to cum.
Pete looked over at Jeff, lying there, and read his sex hungry facial expressions like a book. The boy was sinking his claws deeper and deeper into the older man's soul. The boy suddenly removed his probing finger and wiped its pungent residue along the inside of his mom's butt crack.
"I don't know, Mom. Jeff sure seems interested in porking your pooper for you. But maybe he'll be satisfied with just reaming your nasty old mommy pussy. That is of course, if you beg him real nice."
By now, Sharma was so frantic about keeping Jeff from invading her tight rear end, that the prospect of his actually having vaginal intercourse with her did not seem to be quite the horrible prospect it had been earlier that night. Maybe, just maybe, if she begged Jeff really sincerely to fuck her pussy for her, her son would be satisfied and not make Jeff fuck her ass after all. Surely watching his new male conquest fucking his subbie mom would be enough of a turn on, even for Pete. And if it weren't, maybe Pete would fuck Jeff in the ass as the older man fucked Sharma's cunt. Perhaps that would be lewd enough.
With her mind full of that hopeful thought, the panicked woman lept off the floor of Jeff's living room, got down on her knees beside Jeff, and looked as beseechingly as she could directly over at this man who was the newest sex slave of her son owner. As she knelt there, Sharma longed for more than anything else in the world to be reassured by Pete that it was within the realm of possibility that, should she convey both by her words themselves and the intonation she placed on them just how much she would beg Jeff to do to her. She was willing to allow the older man any liberties with her body that her son thought up just so long as Jeff refrained from raping her rosette. Perhaps it would be possible to persuade her son to relent after all.
Sharma opened her mouth and said the words as passionately as she could muster the energy.
"Jeff. Please, Jeff. Please, oh please put that big penis of yours inside my hungry pussy. I'm begging you to fill me up with it right now. Please. Sharma slut wants you to ride me soooooo bad."
Then the highly agitated woman suited her actions to her wanton words. Sharma crawled swiftly over to where her owner was standing imperiously above her. She reached her naked arms out and around his legs and hugged her naked body to him as tightly as she could manage. Her upturned face lay softly against his crotch. She could certainly feel the enormous boy cock that she had come to know so intimately thrusting outward, demanding the freedom to have its way with her. Unbidden, Sharma nuzzled her cheek tenderly against the outthrust member that poked straight out of Pete's crotch. She opened her mouth as wide as it could go and wrapped her lips around it's bulbous head and suckled it just like a starving infant.
Pete immediately thrust his hips out so that ever more of his erection would drive into his mom's wide open mouth. He groaned and wiggled his hips. Very soon, a large wet ooze of precum escaped his pee hole and it was everything he could do to keep himself from cumming right then and there.
Sharma felt her son's desperate hunger to ejaculate. Perhaps, she surmised as she continued to lave his prick head, if she acted like a real slut for him, she could cause Pete to cum right then, thereby saving her tight rose from either Jeff or her son until a later time.
But Pete was not to be put off from his ultimate goal. And so he suddenly pulled back from his subbie mom's tempting lips before she could bring him off orally.
"Bad Mom," Pete laughed heartily.
"I thought you said you wanted me to fill up your pussy, not your mouth; although you'll beg me to do that too, later tonight. Won't you, Mom?"
As he talked, the boy stroked his mom's hair as if she were some favorite pet, which, of course by now, she was.
"Now, why don't you crawl back over to Jeff over there and do to him what you just did to me. Won't that be fun?"
"I want to make you happy, Mom. And sucking cock seems to make you really happy. I'm willing to share your mouth with old Jeff. He deserves a little treat for being such an obedient subbie for me."
Seeing that her stratagem to make her son cum had failed, Sharma resigned herself to the inevitable, crawled over to where Jeff was lying on his side on the floor, reached out her trembling hand, and began groping the cock of the man her son now owned. Immediately, Jeff's long, thick erection sprang out and aimed itself directly at her face. But before she could put her mouth on it and force Jeff into the explosive cum his sex starved cock craved, Pete took hold of a handful of her hair and jerked her is away from his man toy.
"Maybe later, Mom. If you're real good, I'll let you suck on it as much as you want. You seem a little too eager to get Jeff to cum before I can make him fuck your pooper. So we'll just wait a little while till he's so horny that I won't have to make him do it. By the time I get through with Jeff, he'll be begging me to fuck you on his own. And he'll even beg me to fuck his hole while he does it to you."
Pete giggled at the reactions of his two sex slaves at his salacious prediction. Despite their unwillingness to admit it, both were secretly looking forward to that time in the evening when their owner would make them beg him for a good fucking. He could see it in their hungry eyes. Pete certainly knew his subbies, both of them. Didn't he?
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