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My Observation Deck

When I bought that house on the hill, the selling feature was the observation deck up on the roof. I had it enlarged so that it extended out past the footprint of the house itself. I had it fully reinforced as well to hold extra weight. I then had a sunroom added for my office. With the addition of lounge chairs, propane barbecue, and a bar I was ready to hold parties.

The view was beautiful up into the mountains and the view down into the valley was not too bad either…especially with the help of a telescope and a few very powerful video cameras. With at least a hundred swimming pools visible I just knew that sooner or later I would hit pay dirt. You see I am a voyeur.

It only took me a month to scope out five pools with teenage girls that liked to wear very little and occasionally nothing at all. Then of course there was the pool where several adult couples did some fooling around.

I decided to focus in on the teenagers. Within a week I had narrowed my search to basically one pool where six girls would congregate after school and work on their tans.

Then of course I had to do my homework too. I figured out which house it was and drove past it. I then had the street number and could check with the local Town Clerk to see who owned the property. From there I checked the local library for school yearbooks and found one of the girls. She was Victoria Bennett, a junior in high school, and a cheerleader. When I checked out the cheerleader’s pictures I found the other five girls, all juniors too.

Armed with their names I was able to better identify my targets. A trip to the local newspaper office gave me their birth dates and their parent’s names, including their mother’s maiden names. It never ceased to amaze me as to how easy it was to track down my prey.

Over the next couple of weeks I put together quite a portfolio of each girl in their bikinis and out of them too. A little stalking got me pictures of them dressed as they came out of Victoria’s house. A few days later I had each girl in several outfits.

It was time to strike but who was to be first. Experience said that I should go after the one with the most to loose. That was easy the Minister’s daughter Gennifer. She was sweet looking, shy, and I had seen how demure she was in church sitting with her mother.

That Sunday after church services they held a ‘social’ with cookies and punch. I found Gennifer on the outskirts of the crowd and approached her. I told her that I had something to show her in my bible. When I opened it up and started turning pages for her, she saw pictures of herself. She was naked laying on her back in Victoria’s backyard, she was kissing another girl, and she was licking the pussy of yet another one of her girlfriends. I had several more pictures to show her but she closed my bible and took my elbow, leading me into a much smaller room.

Gennifer asked, “What is it that you want?”

It was a straightforward question so I gave her a straightforward answer, “You.”

Gennifer questioned me, “What do you want me to do?”

I smiled and said, “Anything that I ask you to do.”

Gennifer said, “Okay. What would you like me to do first?”

I said, “Slip off your panties and hand them to me.”

Gennifer did as I asked but nothing more. Then she asked, “What would like me to do next?”

She was acting as if she were in control, as she questioned me and provided the correct response. That needed to change and soon.

I looked at her as she stood there all smug and aloof. She acted as if she were above me on the food chain and just toying with me before she ate me.

I said, “Go get your father canlı bahis so I can show him the pictures.”

That caused her to rethink her tactics. Her expression changed, her face tilted downwards, and then Gennifer said, “Please, not that. I’ll do whatever you ask of me and I won’t smart mouth you anymore.” She seemed to be telling me the truth.

I said, “Much better. I have a camera with me. I want you to strip and let me take a hundred pictures of you in this room while you are naked. I want you to pose everywhere and I want you to fuck yourself with everything in this room that will fit in your pussy. Start with that crucifix up there on the wall.”

Gennifer replied, “That won’t fit, I’ve tried it before.”

I smiled and said, “Make it fit or I will.”

That was all the incentive that she needed. Gennifer removed her dress, her shoes, and her bra. She climbed up on a chair, took down the crucifix, and sat back down on the chair opening her legs, slipping forward, and placing the wooden cross at her entrance. She took a breath and pushed. It didn’t go in. She spread her pussy lips with her fingers trying to get it closer to her opening. She was not able to get it in, but she certainly tried hard enough. I took lots of pictures of the Minister’s daughter trying to fuck herself with the most sacred religious symbol. She had failed to get it in her and feared that I would make it fit, she started crying.

I reached for the crucifix and she cringed. I took it away and told her to play with herself. I told her to orgasm several times to produce the lubricant necessary to get it in. I told her to smear her fluids around her inner and outer lips to moisten them. Then I stuck the base of the cross in her face.

Gennifer opened her mouth and started licking the cross and leaving as much saliva as possible on it. She was not a screamer as I found out through three of her orgasms. When she was ready she took the crucifix from me and placed it back at her entrance. I then took lots of pictures of her fucking that wooden cross into her pussy.

It was me that ended our photo session. She had been gone a long time and I was sure that she would be missed. I asked her when we could safely take nude pictures of her up in the church on the altar. She told me to return in the morning about nine o’clock. I left her in the room still naked as I left. I had well over a hundred pictures of Gennifer on my camera disc and I had her moist soiled panties in my suit coat pocket.

I had not touched her on purpose but I knew that I would the next morning. I would fuck her too.

At home I looked at each and every picture that I had taken of her. One picture in particular stood out more than all of the other pictures. Her eyes were closed, both hands were on the crucifix crossbar, and she was in the throws of a tremendous orgasm. She radiated beauty and sexuality. At that moment she was every man’s desire.

I made up my mind to start an Internet site. I didn’t even care if she was a minor in this country. I could easily pretend that I was in another country like Germany where nudity rules were different. I could easily call Gennifer by the name of Greta and have the money that is generated put into a Swiss bank account that I transfer to another one in the Cayman Islands. From there I can do whatever I want with it. Of course the best thing to do is nothing at all and just let it accumulate.

With Victoria, Gennifer, and the other four girls I could generate a lot of pictures and movies too. DVD sales could be tremendous especially if I kept the Internet site cost down to attract more interest.

The next morning I parked in a position so that I could watch kaçak iddaa the comings and goings at the church. I watched as Gennifer and her mother went inside about eight o’clock. Then about eight-thirty her mother came out and left in her car. Sometime later Gennifer came out and sat on the top step obviously waiting to me to arrive.

I let her sit there for a few minutes before I slipped out of my car and approached her from her blind side. She saw me coming when I got closer. She actually smiled. As I walked in front of her and started up the steps Gennifer opened her knees up for me. I saw a pair of pink panties with a red devil printed on her love mound. I smiled and she realized that I had seen them and she giggled.

Gennifer took me inside the church and locked the front door. She told me that we had two hours before her mother would return at eleven o’clock and that her father would be there at two to perform a simple wedding ceremony between a pregnant girl and the father of her baby. She told me that the girl was only fifteen years old and that the twenty-one-year-old boy needed to marry her or go to jail for fucking a minor. Then Gennifer surprised me by saying, “She was stupid to be fucking around without being on the pill.” She looked at me and said, “I’m on the pill.”

I said, “Okay. If we only have two hours then we need to get started. Go get that crucifix and get up on the altar, I need to make a movie.”

Gennifer ran off and returned quickly, she removed her dress and under things without being asked, and then she repeated what she had done the day before down in that room. Gennifer was fabulous. Either she knew what I wanted or she had given this some thoughts herself. She fucked herself with that crucifix, she looked up to heaven, and she kept thanking God for making her a girl so that she could give pleasure to mankind. She cried out with each orgasm, she rubbed her breasts, and she pinched her nipples. When she was done there was a wet spot on the white tablecloth that was under her ass. There was a distinct ass print on it too. She smiled as she folded it neatly and offered it to me. I took it and put it in my pocket. Gennifer then went into another room and came back with a fresh cloth.

She then posed nude standing next to pews, sitting in them, and lying on them too. She posed in front of the podium, up in the choir loft, and near the baptism fountain. Then without being asked Gennifer stood on a chair, thrust out her butt, and peed into the baptism water saying, “I do this all the time. Daddy has christened a lot of babies with my pee and several adults too. I think it’s kinky.”

With time running out she asked me where we were going next. I hadn’t given it much thought, then I said, “How about your house while your parents are here?”

Gennifer smiled and said, “I’ve got a better idea. Suppose we go over to Victoria’s house. You can take pictures and movies of all of us there.”

I was surprised and asked, “Won’t they panic if I go with you?”

Gennifer said, “No. I told them about you having pictures of us all fooling around in Victoria’s backyard and about me fucking myself with the crucifix yesterday. They want me to bring the crucifix with me and you of course.”

I didn’t know what to think, was it a trap, would I be arrested. I told her that I would meet her there and then I left with several cell phone numbers and all of the girl’s names.

I rushed home and checked out Victoria’s backyard through my surveillance cameras. There was nothing out of the ordinary. The girls congregated, they got naked, and they made out like bunnies.

I gave Gennifer a call and watched as she removed her tongue from one girl’s kaçak bahis pussy and walked over to her phone. I asked her if I would be safe if I went to her. She handed the phone to Victoria who told me that I would be perfectly safe there since her father was the Mayor. I had to chuckle. Since I had not seen anything unusual on the street that she lived on I decided to go.

When I got there I got edgy and uncomfortable and then I decided to do something different. I called Gennifer’s cell phone and told her and the other girls to put on their bikini bottoms, cover their tits with there hands, and go out the back gate to the street behind her. She said, “But Rhonda’s hands aren’t big enough to cover her breasts.” Then she laughed. I smiled to myself as I realized who Rhonda was. She had huge tits.

Moments later a string of six girls came out from between two houses and climbed into my van. I was glad that I hadn’t brought my car with me, as there wouldn’t have been enough room for all of them, as it was they were crowded.

As I drove I realized that none of them had a cell phone with a GPS tracker on them and that they were actually quite willing to be with me and do sexual things in front of. So against my better judgement I took them to my house.

I got out my video camera and had a hard time keeping up with them. They could hardly care if I was there or not.

When I could not stand it any longer I stuck my cock in Gennifer’s pussy and photographed her getting fucked. She knew exactly what to do, what to say, and how to move under me. Cumming in the Minister’s daughter’s pussy was great. I really needed that. Then the Mayor’s daughter sucked my cock hard so that I could tit fuck Rhonda. One by one my cock went in mouths and pussies until it had been in them all. It was the Mayor’s daughter that first asked me to stick it in her ass. I had never had anal sex before but it had always excited me.

After my cock had been in every hole in all six girls they sat in a semi circle and told me who they were, who their parents were, and about their sex lives. Surprisingly they all have sex with their fathers. Gennifer told me that her father had fucked her on the altar many times and that her mother eats her out afterwards. She even told me that I could videotape it from the choir loft if I wanted too. The Mayor’s daughter told me that her father liked to fuck her out in their backyard after dark doggy style while out on their diving board. It’s a fetish of his and he had fucked her two older sisters out there too. They were both away to college at the time. She said that the pool lights should provide enough lighting especially if I was at the knothole on the fence near the back gate. Great idea!

Rhonda told me that her father and her three younger brothers took turns fucking her in her own bed every night before her mother came in and she had to eat her out. That had been going on since she was thirteen.

The father of the little blonde with tiny tits lets the family dog fuck her right after he does. Then the dog fucks her mother too. However, that only happens on Thursday nights after his School Board Meetings. He was the High School Principal.

The last girl told me that her father was the Chief of Police and that he fucked her whenever he wanted too. She said that he liked to handcuff her, give her cavity searches, and fuck her with his nightstick. She had been fucked in the back of every police car that the city owned and in every cell in the jail.

That last video clip was my ‘Get out of jail free’ card.

With all of the incest taking place by all of the righteous community leaders there was no way that I would ever get into trouble for taking pictures of their daughters.

For the first time in my life I felt at home in a city of debauchery, degradation, and depravity. Life couldn’t get any better than that.

The End
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It doesn’t seem to matter when or where or how we talk, I always want the same thing. I close the instant message window, your “Talk to you later” sign off ghosting in my head. My hands return to the keyboard.

Sitting here now at my desk, I imagine your hand trailing down my leg, following the seam in my black silk skirt until you reach the hem at my knee. Then your fingers slip beneath, caressing my thigh, gently pushing the hem upwards. You swivel my chair to face you, both hands firm on my thighs now, pushing the smooth fabric higher and higher. “Lift…” you say quietly, looking down at my tanned, muscular legs. I obey, rising up off the leather seat. You push the skirt up over my hips then, your hands sliding behind to caress my ass. I feel your fingers slip into my crack, the tips grazing my shaved lips through the satin panties.

Your hands travel up and outward over my thighs and then around and down the back of my legs. When you reach the back of my knees, you pull them apart roughly. I breathe out slowly, beginning to feel vulnerably exposed. Your hands slide around to my kneecaps and you press me even wider open. I suck my breath in as you lean into it, your hands pushing me, making my legs spread to their limit.

Looking up at me, you lean forward, so close to my panties that I feel your breath on me, warming the satin. Wetness floods me as you press your lips against the fabric. I moan softly and close my eyes, tilting my head back.

“Come forward,” you command softly. I open my eyes and look down at you. Your eyes are dark and glittering. I know you mean business, so I slide forward, slouching into the chair. Your fingers slip past the narrow elastic leg band and push inside the panty. Your fingertips slide over my swollen lips. You smile at their fresh shaven smoothness. Your smile widens as you push your hand up on my mound, feeling the familiar soft, neatly trimmed pubic hair that covers me modestly with a natural sweetheart shape. You are always so damned worried I’ll shave it all off without warning. ByCasino You pull the panties off me and drop them on the floor.

Pressing your palm hard against me, you grind on my clit briefly as you rotate your hand. I feel your fingertips brush my lips once again. A rush of blood further engorges them. Then, I feel the tip of your index finger push inside the lips, inside my crease. You fingertip wiggles its way inside, causing me to lift my bottom even higher off the leather seat, to tilt my hips toward you. “O god…” I whisper. I feel your finger slowly entering me, stroking the sides of my vagina in a circular motion. I lift myself completely off the seat. I want to feel more. I want to feel more…

Your finger is now fully inserted. The tip wiggling against that wrinkled skin deep inside me. As you stroke that spot, juice begins to flow. A low groan escapes my parted lips. My eyes, half closed, see you watching me. I close them completely and whisper, “Please, baby…” And you freeze. Both of us perfectly still, I am waiting.

I wait for five, ten seconds. Fifteen seconds. I whimper once, quietly, and I’m about to open my eyes when suddenly your fingers begin to thrust in and out of me. My pussy floods with my excitement and I can hear the wetness as you pump me. My limbs begin to feel weak from the repeated strokes on my g-spot. I feel a climax building and I rock my hips in time with the stroking of your hand. I am pushing myself, you are pushing me, to the brink of cumming.

“Cum, baby,” I hear you whisper softly. “Come on…” There is more urgency in your voice. “Let go,” you demand. “Let go and cum!” With that order, I let go, the orgasm racking my body, my core melting with pleasure. A warmth spreads from my center, tingling sensations fly though my limbs to my toes, to my finger tips.

I am still dizzy and weak when I feel you lifting me. Suddenly your cock is pushing inside my cunt, and your fingers, still creamy with my cum, are pushing past my lips. I eagerly suck them into my mouth, By Casino my tongue rolling over them, tasting the tart fresh flavor of my own sex. As I continue to lick them clean, feeling the pressure of your palm on my jaw line and your penis inside me, you lower me onto the floor. My legs lift in conjunction with the placement, my knees bending and finding their place beside your chest, up under your armpits.

Your fingers slip from my mouth as we begin pumping together. I can feel your cock swelling even more inside me. Your eyes are closed and you groan softly, so softly I can barely hear it over my own labored breathing. It excites me even more. I want to make you cum now. I lift myself higher, rock my hips even more.

Suddenly I am aware of my black skirt, pushed up around my waist, my silk floral blouse and my black lacy bra covering my chest and stomach. “O god,” I say, “You can’t even undress me for sex, baby. You fuck me with my clothes on.”

Your eyes fly open and you look down at me, startled. I smile and pull away, leaving you kneeling on the floor, your hard-on straight and stiff between your legs. As I stand, my skirt falls back into place, a little twist keeping it from looking perfectly neat. I turn around and stand, my ass inches from your face.

“Push my skirt up, baby. Push it up and grab my ass. Let me know how much you want me.” I feel your hands begin pushing and grabbing. I bend my knees, helping you lift the fabric up past my hips again as I sink down onto your lap. I lean forward on my hands and knees, spreading my knees apart and opening myself up to you completely.

“Fuck me now. Fuck me from behind. Bury your cock in my pussy,” I quietly demand. I look back over my shoulder to see you lean into me. I feel your cock slide deep inside. Deeper than before. I tilt my body, my head near the floor, and start slamming back against you. I can feel your balls hitting my clit rhythmically. I reach back between my legs and let my fingertips graze over them as they swing close.

I By Casino Giriş know if I talk to you, you’ll like it. So I tell you how good your beautiful, hard cock feels inside me. This makes you pump even harder. Your hands reach around me to squeeze my tits through my clothing as you curve against me. This is my cue. I lift one knee and pull it in between your legs. Then I bring in the other knee, and I lower myself until I’m nearly flat on the floor. I press my thighs together tightly and begin rocking.

“Push in deep, baby,” I urge. “Let me fuck you and make you cum.” You thrust in as deep as you can, and I begin rocking quickly, my ass rubbing against your groin with each stroke. Your cock is enveloped by my pussy, my thighs are pressed tightly, and my urgent movements creates friction on the most sensitive parts of your penis. I hear a sharp intake of breath, a low moan, and I know I’ve got you. I move even quicker now as you start to lose control; your leg muscles weaken and you lean over me, lowering yourself onto my back. My ass rocks at a frantic pace, tightening on your cock with each stroke.

“Cum in me now, baby! Cum deep inside me. I want to feel your hot cum in my pussy. Please, baby,” I beg. Your cock swells impossibly larger as my pussy contracts around you. I feel the pulse of your ejaculation and my vagina floods, our juices mingling together. I keep rocking, rubbing your sensitive cock with my throbbing walls. You lean against me, each motion making you shudder involuntarily. I ride out my climax, slowing with each stroke until I eventually stop.

I lean over gently, and you hold onto me, rolling with me to lie on our sides, spooning together so tightly. Your hand roams aimlessly over my blouse, caressing my arms, my chest, my collarbone. I grab your hand and entwine my fingers with yours, pulling them to my lips and kissing each one. I feel your breath hot and moist on my neck as you nuzzle me, pushing my hair out of the way.

We rest easily, catching our breath and relaxing a bit. Until I begin to feel you stirring inside me. You are playing with me, making your cock dance. I hear a low laugh near my ear. You kiss my neck, gently bite my ear.

As I slouch down in my leather chair finishing this story, I begin thinking of round two…

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We first met in a online chat room after he sent an email to me. He had read my profile and know that i was bi and into bdsm. He was a “Daddy” who was into discipline and i was a “sub”. A perfect match.

A few chats and webcam inspections and it was decided that we would meet for a cup of coffee, nice neutral place, and see where that went.

It went very well. He looked the part. Larger guy, glasses, balding, small beard, broad shoulders, dressed well in common business attire. Easy to see him as a father, husband, neighbor. Neither of us was ready to meet for any play time at our homes but i knew about a local motel that rented short time “siesta” rate. i had never used it but i knew of it from a different chat group.

We decided on the following Tuesday. I would make the arrangements and text Him the room number.

Tuesday morning about 10AM.

i got there early and payed for the “Siesta room” for the 4 hours rate and a deposit.

The room was not bad, reasonably clean, fresh towel, etc.

i stripped off my shorts & tee shirt placing them & flip flops on the corner of the dresser. As we had agreed, i wore my steel cock cage, a large metal butt plug in my cleansed ass before i left the house. i set the latch on the door to keep it from locking & put on the clover clamps and texted the room number to Him. i finished by putting on a blindfold with elastic bands behind my head. i knelt, facing the door. Knees spread wide apart, hands behind my head and waited.

What seemed like quite awhile but was probably only a few minutes i sensed, maybe felt the air change, but i felt the door open. a little click as it closed. Was He here? A few moments later, i felt the same sensation of the door opening. i was blindfolded so i really didn’t know. Then a flash of light plainly obvious through the blindfold. Again that light metallic click and the change in the room as though the door was closed. Now i was getting nervous. Was He just screwing with me? Some sort of a test? i held my position.

A few minutes passed, my hips were beginning to ache a little from holding the position with my knees spread wide. Then the sound of the door closing, the click as the latch was turned off & the door closing. Then the latch locking the door. i could feel His presence as he moved around me.

“Stand boy, same presentation position.”

i quickly got to my feet, spreading with legs spread wide apart. The ache in my hips receding as His hands touched my body. His hands lightly touching my chest, my upper legs, my arms and neck, then my ass cheeks. Light touches, groping me like a piece of meat or fruit that He might purchase in a store.

Then a crack of His hand, hard on each cheek. Then two more, one on each cheek. i could feel the warm glow. He tugged on the chain that joined the clover clamps pulling me forward. i moved forward and i was told: “Hold position boy. I’ll tell you if I want you to move.” i pulled back to stand straight up, the clover clamps biting into my nipples, never losing their grip and griping tighter. He pulled the chain up and put it in my mouth, stretching my nipples upward painfully.

Four more cracks with His bare hand on my ass cheeks. His fingers moving over my body as i struggled to maintain position and silence. Master took the clamps and twisted both of them left and right. i was struggling to hold back the cry. Then, He squeezed both clover clamps and they released their grip.

i gasped and He removed the chain from my mouth & smacked my face hard. “Silence boy.”

Pain covered me as the blood rushed in to fill the nipples. His fingers squeezed my left nipple as He pinched and pulled on it, His other hand teasing at the butt plug, tugging it but leaving it inserted.

“Nice piece of male meat.” He whispered as He moved His hands to grip my ball sack and switched to the other nipple, this time using His finger nails to bite into the nipple. The grip on my ball sack tightened as He lifted them higher. i stood up on my toes to ease the stretching feeling but He kept lifting higher and tighter.

He finally released His grip on my ball sack, gawd that felt good to be freed again. “On your knees boy, take out daddies cock.”

i fumbled with the zipper and belt, finally freeing His semi erect cock.

“You know what to do don’t you cocksucker.”

i took his cock in my mouth, running my tongue under the head and it quickly became a swollen hardon. His hands now in the back of my head, forcing His hard cock deep into my mouth. i began gagging but He just pulled His cock out, slapped my cheek again. “Silence! Learn to take all of it boy.” then drove it back into my mouth and throat. He began humping, forcing His cock into my throat. Then, pulled out saying “you haven’t earned my cum yet boy. Remove the blindfold boy.”

“Do you have condoms boy?”

i did, we discussed that over coffee when we met.

“Put one on over your cage son.”

i 4 k porno did, wondering what this was about.

“Knee on the edge of the bed, face down, ass up.” as He pulled a rubber glove over His hand.

As soon as i was in position His finger slipped into my previously lubed asshole, then a second finger joined it. He was pressing against the front, hard and often. Very uncomfortable. Just like a prostate exam in the doctor’s office but rougher, unrelenting, painful.

“This is the best part of your day boy, are you enjoying cumming?”

i mumbled, “no Sir” and He said, “Good, nothing about our meeting today should be enjoyable for you boy This is all about my pleasure.”

He continued the pressure on my prostate and i twisted my head & peeked back so i could see my caged cock. The tip of the condom was filled with cum.

He pulled His fingers out of my ass told me to get the chair and pointed to the spot that He wanted the straight backed chair placed. He sat on it and motioned for me to lay across His lap.

i did and He ordered that i spread my legs and stretch them and my arms out. He reached under me with His left hand, gripping my cock and balls tightly. SMACK, SMACK as His right hand came down on my bare ass. Over and over and over. The first few weren’t bad but the heat began building as my ass heated up from the spanking. i was struggling to hold position, tears formed in my eyes but the beating continued. He reached into His bag and pulled out a paddle after awhile, then resumed the spanking with the paddle. Must have been at least 100 smacks. my legs were trembling but He continued the beating.

When He finally stopped He gave one more squeeze with His left hand and pushed me off His lap and ordered me to undress Him. When He was naked i was back kneeling before Him to suck His cock again. His cock had softened but soon swelled into a hard on. He had me put a condom on His hard cock.

“Take off the condom boy, don’t spill a drop. Put some on My cock, lube your boy cunt with some. Then put the condom in your mouth boy”

“Lay over the edge of the bed and spread your ass cheeks. Beg Daddy to fuck you boy”

i did as i was told and soon felt the head of his hard cock pressing against my ass hole, forcing it’s way in. “Bare down boy, open up for Daddy. It’s time to pay Daddy for that spanking.”

i felt he heat in my red ass as He pushed His cock in deeper and deeper. Finally i felt His balls slap against my thighs, and He began to with draw. Soon He was fucking me hard and fast.

i was moaning into the bed, partially from pain, part from pleasure. “Yes, fuck me Daddy, please Daddy.”

He stopped thrusting, slamming He cock hard into me, i knew he was cumming. A few more short thrusts as He filled the condom with cum and He lay down on my back breathing heavily into my ear.

When He withdrew His cock He ordered me back onto my knees.

He smiled down at me saying “Suck the condom boy, clean it good bitch. you’re my bitch now boy”

He had me remove the condom “don’t spill a drop of my seed boy Open your mouth.”

He removed my soiled condom from my mouth then took the condom that i removed from his cock, holding it from the open end. “Clean my cock boy!”

i licked and suck the residue cum off His cock as it was softening. he gripped my head and shoved His cock deep into my mouth again. Showing His authority over me, gagging me. Then pulled His cock out, wiping it across both sides of my face and in my hair. He put His fingers under my chin, pushing my face up to look at Him.

“Open your mouth.” and He spit into my waiting mouth. “Swallow.”

Next He put the open end of the condom that contained His cum in my mouth. “Don’t swallow.” and He emptied the cum into my mouth. “Hold it, savor it cocksucker. My gift to you for taking your boy cunt and making you my bitch.” He slipped just the head of His cock into the cum in my mouth, then wiped it across my face, twice. He wiped the rest in my hair. “you are not to wash your face until after 5PM today. Wear the mark of my cum proudly cocksucker. Now swallow.”

He went to His bag and removed a thick, long strap, like ones that barbers used to use to sharpen a razor.

“Present your ass boy, lay across the bed, face down, arms and legs spread eagle.”

i cried out as the strap was brought down on my red, sore ass twice.

“That’s a sample boy, to encourage you to perform for your Daddy. Now kneel over here and lick my feet.” He pointed to a spot in the floor in front of Him. His cock was till thick and bobbing around.

“Here’s what we are going to do. Daddy is still horny and you are going to suck my cock. I’m feeling pretty horny so I’ll give you 5 minutes to make me cum. For every 30 seconds after 5 minutes, you’ll get one stroke of the strap.”

He held His phone on the timer and “Go.”

i began suck His cock, licking His balls, back up to the 7 dak porno head of His cock as My fingers on my right hand encircled His big ball sack. He had been slightly flaccid when i started, but once my fingers of my left hand touched His ass hole, He became rock hard and moaned. i know that was His spot so i wet me finger with some saliva that drooled out of my mouth teased His asshole with my finger. Pressing against the center, then rimming it as i took His cock deep in my throat and bobbed up and down. His cock sliding deeper into my throat each time.

Time seemed to stand still as i worked on His big cock. His breathing got shallow, and harder, almost panting. Then, my reward, He filled my mouth and pumped cum down my throat as He gripped the back of my head, thrusting His cock deep down my throat, gagging me.

After awhile He pulled His cock out and wiped it across my face, down on each cheek, smearing the saliva and the remains of His cum all over me.

He held up the cell phone with the timer stopped at 7min & 6 sec.

“Daddy is pleased! Well done cocksucker, but not good enough to avoid a beating.”

On the bed, spread eagle, face down.

SWISH, CRACK. i jumped at the stinging pain in my ass.

“Hold position or we start over!”

i was trembling when i heard SWISH, CRACK. He paused between each stroke to allow the pain to fill me. My legs were shaking as i screamed into the mattress for the next two strokes.

He left me there, laying naked across the bed, as i regained my composure.

“Kneel here boy” as He pointed to the floor where i had been when He entered. He was completely dressed. i must have been off in some other place, i hadn’t heard Him dressing, or anything actually since the forth stroke of the strap.

i slide off the bed and crawled to the spot that He pointed and knelt there. He threw half the room charge at me.

“You have pleased your daddy boy i look forward to another session, soon.”

He picked up His bag with the paddle and strap in it, started walking toward the door, then stopped, and turned, picking up my clothing and flip flops from the end of the dresser. Then walked over and opened the door.

i got panicky. i thought He was going to take my clothes with Him. How was i going to get home? Would He really do that to me?

He threw my clothing out into the parking lot and walked out the door, letting it slam behind Him.

i ran to the bathroom, grabbed a bath towel, and a wash cloth. Wrapped the towel around my naked body and put the wash cloth in the door jamb to keep it from locking.

The pain in my ass was terrible as i moved. i knew that there was going to be marks across my ass, from the spanking, but big marks from that strap.

i heard His car starting as i picked up my clothes in the parking lot. i was just picking up the last piece when He pulled up, lowered the passenger side window and said “Drop the clothes and the towel boy!”

i did, and He drove away, saying “i look forward to our next session boy.”

i pickup my clothes again, wrapped the towel around me and looked around. i noticed the clerk looking out the window of the office as i hurried back into the room.

i dressed and headed over the office to get my deposit back. Dreading seeing the clerk but it was money that i couldn’t afford to throw away.

The clerk don’t say much when i handed him the key and asked for my deposit. He said that he had to inspect the room first. i followed him back to the room, and he opened it, stepping inside. “Come on in.”

When i was inside and the door closed he turned to me and showed me his cell phone. There was a photo of me full face, naked, cock caged, standing naked in the parking lot. i gulped and he smiled.

“These can be all over the internet this afternoon, or not, if you don’t want them to be posted. I want what your friend had when he was here. I delete them when you suck my cock. Suck it.”

i knew he had the upper hand, so i knelt down. Then i hit me, “them?”

“No, no, loose the clothes.”

By the time i had stripped, he had his fly open and his cock out, stroking it.

i sucked his cock like i had done daddies, cupping his ball sack with one hand, playing with his ass with the other hand.

It didn’t take long, much faster than daddy and he erupted cum, but unlike Daddy, he pulled out for the last squirt and shot the cum on my chin & chest.

So, with his cock still hanging out of his pants, inches from my face, he showed me the phone again. Switching his finger left then right. Two photos. Either one it was obvious who was in the photo, my face fully visible. “Which one?”

i picked one, and he said “Come back tomorrow, same time, and I’ll give you the rest of the deposit & delete the other picture. You better be here boy or this photo is going to be all over the internet.”

i watched as it disappeared from the screen, alman porno only to be replace with the other photo.

He dropped the deposit over me, letting it fall on the floor.

“Get dressed and get out!”

i pulled on my shorts, tee shirt and flip flops, scooped up the cash off the floor and hurried out the door. i sat in my car for a few minutes, feeling so humiliated. i knew that i would be back for both reasons, the money and get that photo deleted. Just the way he threw the money at me was so humiliating. Like he was paying a whore.

That evening, about 5:30PM, i sent a text to Daddy asking for permission to that a shower and wash His cum off my face. i told Him about the encounter with the motel clerk. His response was “LOL, you are such a slut! I want photos of you with his cock in your mouth tomorrow.”

Relief to finally wash, and dread of producing another humiliating photo for Daddies amusement.

Wednesday morning at about 10:15AM

i drove back to hotel, parked and walked to the office. The clerk was watching me from the time that i drove in the parking lot.

“About time that you got here. i was just about to begin posting that picture. Good thing that you got here when you did. Or it would have been too late. Come with me.”

He picked up a key and we walked down to a different room from yesterday and he unlocked it and went in with me following.

“You know the drill, strip and get on your knees.”

He went over and sat down on the edge of the bed as i stripped. He pointed to the floor in front of him. i knelt there and he played with my balls with the tip of his shoe, then twisted my nipple. i held position.

“Does he ever unlock that cock?”

i slipped my phone out of the pocket of my shorts. “Yes, sometimes. My Dom requires that i take a selfie with your cock in my mouth.”

“You know that I am going to want something in return for showing him my cock. Tell him to contact me. Take out my cock.” and i unzipped his pants and pulled out his flaccid cock. “Suck.”

He leaned back, stretching out across the bed as i took his cock in my mouth, just the head at first, flicking my tongue under the head, feeling it begin to swell, and lengthen.

i was bobbing up and down, then paused when i took the photo. His cock plainly visible in my lips, close up.

He sat upright after awhile and began forcing his cock deeper by gripping the back of my head. i knew he was getting closer, his breathing quickened, his thrusts becoming more urging and demanding, deeper. i held up my phone, and switched on the video for a minute or two, catching his cock thrusting in and out of my mouth.

It took a bit longer than yesterday, but he finally filled my mouth and throat with his cum. Multiple jets of cum, forcing his cock into my throat, gagging me.

Then he stood up, wiped his cock on my face and hair, and zipped up. He showed me his phone with my photo on the screen. Pressed delete and the photo disappeared.

“Get dressed and get out of here cocksucker, and don’t forget you owe me for starring in those photos today. You get nothing for free.”

i pulled on my clothes, same as yesterday, shorts, tee shirt and flip flops, no underwear.

“The rest of the deposit please. You said you would give it to me today.”

He said, “When he contacts me. That might be my payment for him to see my beautiful cock.”

i texted Daddy as soon as i was away from the motel, sending him the photos and the video via email. i told him about the demand that Daddy contact the clerk to get the rest of the deposit back. He indicated that He would deal with it next Tuesday when we visited that motel again. Same arrangements, i was to get there, setup the room, send Him a text with the room number and be waiting for Him.

The following Tuesday, at 10AM the same routine as last week, i checked in, paid for the room and gave him the deposit.

“Your playmates hasn’t contacted me yet.”

“i think He will when he arrives today.”

i took the key and hurried down to the room, the same one as the clerk and i used last Wednesday.

i did the usual prep, stripped, folded my clothing, sent a text to Daddy with the room number and put on my blindfold to kneel and wait.

Much of our time together was very similar to last week, sucking Daddies cock to get it hard, being spanked, fucked, eating His cum from the condom. i was able to get Daddy to release His cum into my mouth at 6min 30 sec this week, an improvement. i received 3 strokes of the strap, each spaced out to maximize the feeling as the pain soaked my body.

When Daddy was finished and dressed, he went to the phone and dialed. The conversation was quick. “He’s ready for you to use.”

Saying, “Get in kneeling, display position. And stay there.” as he threw half the room’s charge at me.

i did as i was told, and waited until He left, but the door opened again quickly. The clerk was back to use my mouth again. That was Daddies’ arrangement, the clerk could use me when Daddy was finished with me.

This time he dropped the full deposit and the other half from last week on me.

“Get dressed and get out of here slut.”

The Dominants in my life just doubled.

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