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Joan's New Life # 11
Joan's neck was screaming with pain. She had been 'on her perch'
for hours. She had heard Dons go from heavy breathing to snoring.
She never moved from her perch. She longed to remove her mouth
from the filling rubber dummy, but she was afraid of what he
might do. Her rings hung down and stretched her pierced charms.
They were obscured from her field of vision by her heads
orientation but she felt their stretch of each of her holes.
She wondered how long it would take till they dragged her
formally small white fleshy lips and tits down to the floor??
She heard a row next door at Don's apartment. She thought of Ted.
He wasn't such a bad.... guy, for a wimp.
CRASH
she thought.
A muffled scream and a crash and more noise came from the wall
dividing her place from Don's. Liza and Tina were playing rough
with little Teddie but Joan stayed on her perch. Ready for Don's
slightest whim.
she thought with not a little pride.
she thought during a quiet lull in the proceedings.
Don stopped in mid snore.... The noise had disturbed him. He
sleepily looked over at the ringed sex...
Went through Don's awakening mind.
A crash again came from the wall. Don's consciousness was
disturbed.
"Damn bitches, bet Liza brought that leather saddle and spurs of
hers. Probably got him staggering around the room like a pack
animal. Puny little dick weed like that under Liza, be a sight.
Think I'll get a nut first then go over and get an eye full." Don
proclaimed to no one in particular.
He rose from the deep cushioned chair. Unzipped his leather pants
and with dick in hand advanced on the ringed sex that awaited
his wishes. One shove and he would be in to the balls. The
resistance would be easily overcome with all the pussy cream
lubrication Joan generated for just such a penetration.
Joan heard Don get up. She tensed up. She heard the most
important sound in her life now.
ZIPPPPPPPPPPPPP
He was going to fuck her. She came at the thought of it. Her hole
puckered in anticipation.
Joan felt his dick at the entrance to her vagina. She couldn't
help her self. She came again and again.
She was his bitch! He wanted her. He filled her... She was complete.
CRASH...
she thought with amusement as Don's dick sunk in and out of
her willing decorated hole..
"Reach back an here and stretch this thing bitch. How am I going
to get a nut with all this creaming you are making?" Don ordered
from his place with just the dick head inside her vagina.
Obediently, like a good bitch, she reached back, to grip her ass
cheeks. Because it was soo slippery she put her fingers in four
of her new rings and pulled herself more open for Don.
The effect was good. A positive hold where before only
a slimy ever greasy lip had been.
It hurt but when he was using her, it hurt soo good!!
Sure it hurt but the hurt was for him. He liked the effect as the
vagina seemed to distort and pucker and then squeeze his whole
dick.
Don thought.
Don reared back and popped out of her stretched hole. She
commenced to shuttered at her loss.
The stiff dick hit her stretched tightly shut ass hole with all Don's
massive weight behind it. He flew inside due to the honey lubrication
and weight or the thrust... Don in an instant was plumbed new depths
in her intestines. Her innards were compressed from the mighty
pistons rammed from that end..
She sought to scream to relieve some of the tension but nothing
came out. She was skewered. If anything her flat belly bunged.. If
he lifter up she knew she would come with him she was frictioned
fitted to his dick.
KNOCK ... KNOCK........
KNOCK ....KNOCK....
"JOAN...ARE YOU AT HOME..."
An insistent knocking and a voice came through the haze. She did
not care.
she wanted to say but her oral cavity
was plugged. She wanted this fucking to go on forever.
CRASH came from the other side of the wall.
"JOAN IT'S ME ERIN....PLEASE OPEN UP..." came from the other side
of the front door. Brutus could be heard moaning and scratching
to come in.
she cringed.
Don reluctantly pulled out of his freshly clamed hole and strode
over to the door, drippy dick swaying with each step. He threw it
open not even bothering to stuff his now flaccid sticky dick in his
pants.
"Yea what the fuck do you want?" he demanded dripping on the carpet.
Erin cringed back at the sight of him at Joan's door.
Her eyes widened as they saw and comprehended the greasy dick
flowing from Don's crotch...
But Brutus alerted by his superior sence of smell, was curious. Then
when the door opened and this man thing was right out there for him
to see... and smell.....
Sniff sniff < It is like mine but HAY THIS
ONE HAS THAT WONDERFUL SMELL!!>
Brutus sought to get a taste of the wondrously smelling stuff
with his long tongue.
Brutus dragged Erin in the half opened door and nuzzled the
wonderful smelling dick. Then he tasted the marvelous stuff with
his long warm tongue.
His tail commenced to wagging and he tried to get ever closer to the
wonderful thing....
..
"I'm sorry to dist... Brutus no...I mean ... no..." Erin sought
to pull the dog away from Don dick but she could not bring
herself to look directly at it. Quick little embarrassment glances
were all she could manage. As it was she was a bright shade of red.
Don smiled at her and petted Brutus's coal black head. He did not
seem to mind the licking, or the fact that his was sex organ was
dangling out in plain sight. What was Erin to do.
"OH I ... I'm sorry to intrude.... on you but..." Erin started.
Erin thought, but
her resolve was weakening....
CRASH.....
"Why'nt you come in. Noisy bitches in there going to wake the
dead." Don smiled.
He reached out took her arm and lead the embarrassed woman right
inside Joan's apartment.
Erin thought.
The door shut and Erin heard the lock being closed. She started
to become concerned. She surveyed the formally familiar room. The
coach was moved back to the wall. The comfortable over stuffed
chair was opposite the repositioned coffee table. and on ....
Erin's mind screamed.
She shrank back against the wall with her right arm straight out because
of Brutus's pulling at the other end with his choke collar.
She sought, with her left hand, to find the door handle and
quietly let herself out. Her fumbling drew Don's attention and
he easily remarked,
"What is with you bitch? You take me away from fucking my bitch
and I let your dog lick me and you want to go without a pleasant
word. Don't you have any manners?"
"NO.. NO.. I..I...I ..... I wanted Joan. Since she isn't here.
I'll just, Come along Brutus." Erin tried to make her way out
of the locked door. Her fumbling became more and more frantic.
"What do you mean, Joan ain't here. She is right over here. Don't
you recognize ... Oh yea it must be the new rings. Don't they look
like...Simple and tasteful..." Don said beaming like a new papa
with his handy work.
He strode over to Joan's ringed, displayed, sex and demonstrated
the new additions.
"See how these nice little suckers are useful in opening the meat.
You have any??? You should consider some. Let me see your pussy
and I will give you my recommendations. I even got a friend in the
business. If I say so myself he is good. Why if you got a nice enough
one I bet I can get old Walt to even give you a discount. Come on ...
come on let me see your meat."
Now she was panicking. Brutus followed Don and her arm followed
Brutus. Erin was trying to twist this way and that. She had to
get out of here.
Erin thought on one level as her attention was
gradually drawn to the displayed female genitalia.
She had never seen anything like this before. She had never in her
wildest dream imagined anyth..... She still had to get out of....
she had...
Joan was horrified.
Joan sought to rise up but Don's firm left hand on her head and
the dildo trapped her where she was. Shuttering was all
she could manage and soon that turned to pleasure rather than
fear when Don said,
"See Brutus likes it. Look at him go for that cream."
Then his right hand went to Erin's left shoulder and pushing
her down to her knees.
"Come on big fella, let her have a look too. She want's some too.
I can tell a lezzie anywhere.." Don explained to Brutus as he playfully
pushed the canine out of the way.
Erin found her self on her knees mesmerized by the sight of the
female display before her. She too was creaming at the sight of
the displayed sex. She should get up... She should run.
She thought as her hand rose by itself to touch...to touch the
captivating ringed pussy lips.
She thought as she found the rings were slimy from the cum and
Brutus's drool from the contact with her nose.... Erin had never seen
...... or smelled ..... any pussy from this close. The rings... the smell....
The white stuff...
Don moved his hand to the back of her head and forced her closer
to the cunt. The smell...the feel....
she thought.
"Come on bitch. Take a little taste. You know you want it. If you
don't Brutus will get it all. Come on we know you want it."
Erin's fore brain said
but the ancient smell brain took over. Her tongue unfurled
and she for her first time...tasted ... another woman's pussy
cream ... and it was mixed with sperm for the first time.
"GRRRRR........" came from the canine as he stuck his snout
between his mistress and the odoriferous hole that was his goal.
Brutus thought,
"Would you look at that!!!" came Tina's voice. "He has got
another one eating out of his pussy... and I thought you
told me you didn't like to share with lezzies."
"YEA what this bitch got entitle her to lick your new pussy,
when all we got is this tired old wimp." Liza's voice came
through the din. Joan was a happy slave. She only had to stay
on her perch. She was the center of attention. Erin on the other
hand was kneeling in a compromising position, confronted with
two new women and an other nude man staggering half dead in
chains. It appeared they had all witnessed her shame. With her
first taste of pussy cream on her lips she panicked.
It was too much she swooned.
