Fate Of Faith

FATE OF FAITH

By Sonya Esperanto  sonyaesperanto_15@hotmail.com

Synopsis:

About a horny mother who was in need of drugs and had submitted herself as a slave to a friend of her son’s, in exchange for those drugs.

STORY:

Faith Mc Donald was a very attractive woman. She had long black hair and blue eyes. Men wanted to fuck her, as she had a nice ass and had large breasts. The mother was roughly at the age between 35 to 36, but was still far more attractive than many other mothers, or even younger women than herself. She looked like the British actress Liz Hurley, but eyes more rounder. She even had herself a nice tanning, trying to give herself a more modelly look.

She had nice job as a head of an office, somewhere in Manchester. Whenever she returned home, she would be all alone. Her husband, Dan, died from drink driving and her two sons died from a gun crime, shot by the police, for a crime they committed. Now Faith was all by herself.

She had a nice house. But that evening the door bell rang. Ding Dong. She got up from her sofa and walked towards the door. She opened it. It was Mark, an old friend of her deceased sons. She hated Mark, blaming him for being responsible for her sons’ death, as the boy was rumoured to be bad news.

“Hello Mark”, said Faith. Mark was a Filipino-British teenager, who was reputed to be in a gang but after the police broke the gang up and rounded them up, it was discovered that they had nothing on him, enough to convict him for anything. Faith still didn’t trust him. She also hadn’t seen him since her sons’ funerals. He was a head taller than Faith and was dressed line an RNB singer, speaking like as if he was a gangster or something, with 50 Cent as his favourite singer.

“Hi Mrs. McDonald. I am sorry about what happened with Steve and Ryan”, sincerely apologized Mark. Ryan and Steve were her deceased sons. “No, that’s ok”, said Faith. She didn’t want to make out as if she was blaming him, in case he was always alerted when she could one day find out something to pin him with.

“So Mark, what brings you here? You don’t come and visit around anymore”, said Faith. Mark smiled and said, “Been busy with school and stuff.” He then had something in his hand, which she started noticing. It was wrapped in aluminium foil and raised for her to see. He said, “My mom made this for you. She knew I was close to Ryan and Steve.” Faith took the foiled wrapping from him and smiled, “That’s very kind, Mark”. “I got to go now, Mrs McDonald. Enjoy it. And miss them as well”, said Mark. With that, he left her all there standing by the door.

That was kind of him. Maybe she was wrong about him after all, and was innocent. She closed the door and took it to the kitchen. She placed on top of a table and unwrapped it. It was chocolate cake and looked yummy. “Wow, that was nice of his mother to make me this”, said Faith. She took a knife and sliced herself a piece of it and put it on a plate.

Later, she was sat by her living room television and started watching Eastenders, her favourite tv show. She was now having her fourth slice. The cake was tasty and addictive. In fact, it made her forget all her problems. She already had finished all of it.

THE NEXT EVENING

Faith had just finished work, but could not stop thinking about how nice that cake was. But by the time she got to her doorstep, there was a plastic foiled wrapped present. She took it, as she opened the door to her house.

When she got in and had herself fully settled, she opened it up. It was the same kind of cake. She hungrily was digging in and then realized that she was behaving like a pig. “What am I doing?”, she said to herself. She then cut herself a slice and just like yesterday, managed to finish the ultra-addictive cake.

THE FIFTH EVENING

Faith was in her living room. She was a bit depressed. Two evenings ago, she didn’t get anymore cakes and it somehow affected her sense and happiness. It was like drugs. She could nothing else but that cake.

Then suddenly, there was ring on her door bell. Ding Dong. She rushed for the door and opened it. There stood Mark, smiling. He had another chocolate cake with him and she quickly grabbed it from him. She walked towards the kitchen and Mark closed the door behind her. He was smiling.

When she was in the kitchen, she looked at Mark and then realized how she had just behaved and look apologetically, “Oh I am sorry Mark. I didn’t know what came over me”. “The cake is addictive, isn’t it. Can’t live without it, can you”, said Mark. She nodded her head, “Yes, you are right.” “Well, that is the last cake you are having, Faith”, said Mark. She now had this last piece and looked at him. “No, wait. Please, why is the last one you are giving me”, said Faith.

“Because you have been rude to me many times in the past and here I am giving you this wonderful cake”, said Mark. “I am sorry Mark. Please don’t go. Look. I really need this stuff. It makes me happy”, begged Faith, as the lovely mother was now kneeling in front of the very student she hated.

“So what would you do for me in return”, said Mark. “I will do anything you want, Mark. Anything”, said the beautiful mother. Mark then said, “So from now on when I want you to do something, you are going to do it. Is that understood.” Faith nodded defeatedly, “Yes”. The power of the cake was far greater than the power of her ego and moral put together.

After she finished eating the cake, and they were both sat in the living room, Faith went over to Mark and gave him a hug, saying, “Thank you for the cake.” Mark glumly said, “Would you make it my while when I come here”. Faith was shocked. It was a like a slap on the face. Her pleading blue eyes stared at his cold black Asian eyes. “I can be your friend too, Mark. I can cook you dinner, watch movies with you”, she said.

Mark leaned closer to her ear and said, “I want to have sex with you”. As he moved away from her, she looked at him astonishingly. She then said, “Is that what you want, Mark.” She had sex with many men she met during pubs and for one night stands and normally she was the dominating one in bed. Mark was the one that loved dominating women.

“Yes, Faith. That is what I want”, said the rapper like Filipino-Brit. She then smiled. If she gave him what he wanted, she would get more cake from him. Why fight him. This was what fate wanted for her, then so be it.

Faith wore a blur singlet with a bra and a red hot pants. Mark got up and said, “So let’s go to your room.” She smiled and took him by the hand. They climbed the stairs, until they finally got to Faith’s room. It had a large bedroom.

Mark closed the door behind her and opened up the windows. The nearest neighbour was a mile away and so no one could see what they were doing, except if they stood on top of the trees that her windows looked out to.

Faith was stood there smiling, trying to give him the impression that she thought he was cute. Mark stood next to her and then said, “Take off your clothes”. Faith slowly stripped from her red hot pants, revealing a black panty as black as her hair. Then she took off her singlet. She was now only with bra and panty. She then took off her bra, exposing her 40D breasts, which Mark was now getting as payment. She then slid off her panty and threw it to the side. Her black pubic hair was now in full view.

“Now get on the bed.”, ordered Mark. Faith slowly and kinkily walked towards her own bed and climbed over it. She was on all fours, looking back at Mark. She smiled, trying to keep him happy. She viewed him now like as if he was the cake, the only thing she could think of.

Her nice fine ass wiggled, as she was on all fours in the bed. She said to him, “You coming handsome.” That was how she talked to all men she took home to sleep with.

Mark took of his own clothes, till he was naked as well. “Now stay in that position”, barked Mark. He shoved his cock inside her ass and started ramming it, while he was still standing on the side of the bed. He rammed her and his arms were squeezing her breasts as hard as he could. He was fucking her very hard and she was moaning, taking all the ramming in. “Uhnhh”, she moaned.

His fingers were between her nipples and were like pinching them hard and squeezing them. She was taking all this abusive sex, which she never took from any men. Mark was smiling, as he was watching the back of his friend’s mother. Sweating for him. She looked hot.

After he fucked her ass, he then made her lie on her back, towards the bed. “I have an idea”, said Mark. He had her wrists and ankles tied to the four bed posts. He then used her own black panties and made her open her mouth, so that he can shut her up, by using it as a ball gag.

“There, you look lovely”, said Mark. Faith then realized that she was in a very new situation. This boy had tied her up, a kind of sex she never allowed herself to get into, because it was so dangerous.

Mark was on top of her and his cock went inside her cunt and he started fucking her. He was cumming inside her cunt, the mother of his deceased friends. What would Ryan, Steve and Mr Mcdonald say, when they see their mother/wife being fucked by him. He was imagining all their ghosts just stood there, helpless to intervene and at most could enjoy him fucking her. It would make them guiltily horny.

He was ramming her cunt and he then was lowering his head down on one of her nipples. He was sucking really hard on it. His hand was squeezing the other breast. It was painful for Faith. She wanted to protest but was powerless to do so. She had to keep him happy and her pain was his pleasure.

Her eyes looked pleading and Mark loved it. His mouth was sucking very deep on her nipple and then, he would just bite at it, knowing that he owns that “nipple”, can do whatever the hell he wanted with it.

After having sex with her, he untied her. They both had shower together. Faith was cleaning herself, while Mark was fondling with her breasts. He then lowered his hand on her cunt and pubic hair, fondling it too. Faith just looked at her new master and she was fondling his hair. While she was helping clean his body, he was licking her nipple. She wanted to protest but she was a slave and he her master.

He then told her, “I want to clean you”. She smiled, “Oh. You want to clean me too Mark. I never knew you cared about me. I never had anyone clean me before”. Mark told her to face the shower wall. Her hands had to be on the side of her body. Mark was using the shower hose on her body and he cruelly made it cold. COLD WATER. She shrieked. She then turned around, showing him the face  that she really hated that.

DAYS TO COME

Mark was like showing nearly every other night in Faith’s house. He would bring in the cake, which by the way had some kind of addictive drugs in it, and she would pleasure him.

But one evening, Mark had a special plan. Faith smiled, as she saw Mark. She was dressed in her lingerie, saying, “I have dressed in a way you would have wanted me to dress.” He closed the door behind her and she happily ate the cake.

Mark had real plans, as he was carrying a large bag. He had plans for Faith. After she had finished her last piece, she put the plate down on the table. She then smiled at Mark, saying, “That was lovely.” “I am sure it was”, said Mark in a cold way. She moved over to his side and tried to kiss him. “Let’s go upstairs. I want to have fun with you again.”. She giggled like a schoolgirl, right in front of a teenager.

Once they were upstairs, she was made to strip off her clothes and he had tied her up. But this time, he had a real ball gag. She smiled, thinking it was kinky sex he wanted. He kissed her on the forehead and said, “This is going to be fun.” He then took a blind fold and blindfolded her. She now could see nothing, as she was never blindfolded before.

He took more things from his bag. He took out a needle. Mark got on top of the bed, next to the helpless raven-haired mother. He looked at the needle. He then grabbed her right nipple and pierced through it. Faith screamed like hell and the way he tied her up, she couldn’t make much body movement to resist him. Piercing a nipple of a beautiful woman he knew excited him a lot.

Her head was shaking frantically. After piercing her right nipple, he then pierced her left nipple. Her discomfort with BDSM made him horny. After her nipples had holes in them, Mark then took out two gold rings (which he had stolen) and then had locked, each ring on a nipple. “T        here, you look nice and lovely”, said Mark who patted both breasts. Faith felt her nipples were caught behind a shut door. This was a feeling her nipples were going to get used to.

But watching her nipples made him so excited, that he titty fucked her. He used her breasts to squeeze his dick, and his cum was flowing all over her breasts. He made sure that the ringed nipples were cummed on too. The cum was spreading all over her neck, and even on her blindfolded and ball-gagged mouth.

He was really squeezing her breasts and her body was being moved, as if it were a rocking chair for him to play with.

He then went down on her and he was admiring her black pubic hair. He walked over to her cupboard. Nothing. This women does not shave. Mark went to his bag and took out a shaver. He then started shaving all that lovely black pubic hair, until her pussy was organic and hairless. After having done that, he noticed that she was cumming. “Dirty bitch”, mocked Mark. She got him excited, that he shoved his cock on her pussy and started fucking it, till it was red. She moaned excitedly and uncontrollably. He was then sucking on her left ringed nipple. One moment he would be sucking, and the next biting and pulling at it. That gave Faith lots of pain.

Afterwards, he got off her. She lied there helpless. She looked hot. Her cummed ringed nipples. Her cunt, full of his sperm. He then took out a vibrator and shoved it inside her pussy and switched it on.

He was letting the machine FUCK her, while he went to the kitchen and made himself a sandwich.

After an hour, he went back upstairs into the bedroom. Her body was still enjoying the machine fucking her. He switched it off, and took it off her pussy.

Her pussy looked really red, from both his rough fucking and from the large vibrator. He touched it and noticed that her body flinched. Hmm, it was now sensitive. Mark went to his bag and took out a candle. He then lighted it up and let candle wax drip into her pussy. Every drop he makes, hurts the former mother’s sensitive clit. She never had BDSM sex before and now she was experiencing it. After enough candle was dripped to her cunt, it was really red, as red as the sun on the sky. He then cleaned up her cummed rined nipple, as well as the rest of her cummed upper body, although she was tied up and mouth gagged and blindfolded.

He then let some candle wax drip on her nipples. Her nipple rings were getting the hit. But after a while, so much wax dropped and melted, that the rings ended up as nothing more than an extension of the nipples, like as if it was a part of her body. He looked at it and after he let it cool off, was twitching it with his fingers. He kind of enjoyed her that way. He knew how to get rid of it but decided, not tonight. He wants to see her waxed nipples tomorrow night and have himself a laugh.

He then untied her and an exhausted, sexually attacked Faith realized that her pussy was hairless and red and her nipples were like stoned. All this for cake and he was abusing her beauty. Mark then helped her get up to the bathroom. He was sat on the toilet bowl, while she had to lower her hair before him. He was touching his own cock, so that he can ejaculate hair on her beautiful black hair. After her hair was full of his cum, she was then made to use her hands to use the cum as a sort of shampoo. After a while, it was as if her hair had gel and looked silverfish.

“You look much better this way”, Mark said. I really want you to be like this. “But what about my nipples, Mark”, cried Faith. Faith said, “You have not only pierced holes in them, but had also placed them two gold rings. You had also let candle wax drop on them. I am a freak”.

Mark said, “No you’re not. You are my property now and you are only a freak, when I say you are.” Mark then made her wear a blue shirt, but no bra to go with it. She was also allowed to wear black panties. He then made her not button her shirt up, so when he pulls her clothes apart, he could see her waxed nipples. “I am going to take them out later”, he said. He changed his mind. Tomorrow, it could become harder to get rid of.

While they were watching television. Mark was rubbing the candle wax from the nipple rings. She had to scream a little bit. It was not hard for Mark, as he used needles, stones and nail clippers do the job.

THREE MONTHS LATER

Mark knocked on Faith’s door. It was evening. The door opened and there was Faith standing. She was still as beautiful as ever and had always worked out in the morning to maintaining her sexy body.

Faith wore just her black panties and a shirt, but no bra. “Come in Mark. You have something for me”, smiled the kinky Faith. Mark had the chocolate wrapping with him. He then walked inside her house.

While they were watching television, Faith was looking lovingly at her new master. Months ago, he was a friend of her sons whom she hated, but now she had to love him, or she would get no cake. As she ate a slice, his fingers were toying with her nipple ring. That was what he liked and what kept him happy. He then moved his fingers to his clit and started fingering her as she ate. He wickedly looked at her eyes close and moan and notice that her hair was still bleached with his cum, as black and white.

Mark smiled, as he had a kinky idea.

ANOTHER EVENING

Faith was dressed like a superheroine from a comic book, called Silver Sable. She was also dressed like the comic book character. She went to a comic convention with him and learned more about comic book superheroine.  While Mark lied on the bed. His Silver Sable was performing strip tease for him. After she took off her fake gun and silvery clothes, she then took off the silver bandana.

“Now squeeze your breasts for me, Silver Sable”, yelled Mark. He was getting into this. “yes master. I am your obedient slave”, said Faith/Silver Sable. She was squeezing her breasts and he kept on saying “Squeez harder. Squeeze harder”. It was painful but she carried out his demand. He was cumming from excitement, from seeing all this happen.

THE END