THE ORPHANAGE 
By Powerone

Copyright 2014

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WARNING: THIS IS TRULY A DEPRAVED STORY. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. IT INVOLVES UNDERAGE GIRLS AND BOYS IN THE 1930'S. IT IS FICTION AND NOT TO BE TAKEN AS FACT


Four well-known and prominent men in the community decide to use their resources to build a orphanage during the beginning of the Great Depression. This wasn't an altruistic gift to the town, but a cover for more malicious and deviant behavior that they intend to inflict on the unsuspecting inhabitants that found themselves at the mercy of the men. But there would be no mercy, only pain for the unfortunates and pleasure for the men.



Chapter 1 Getting Started

It was a cold, rainy fall night, late in 1930.  The Great Depression had just begun and it grew worse with each passing day.  Chapel Hills, New York was fifty miles from New York City, the once financial capital now the capital of despair.  Chapel Hills had been spared some of the anguish initially, but now it had spread like a locust and threatened to consume the world. 

For some, the Great Depression was an opportunity.  It was these men that gathered that night at Judge Winston Salisburys house.  It was the first meeting of Chapel Hills Orphanage, though the name hadnt been decided on yet.  The Judges house was an estate outside of town, surrounded by 200 acres of land, private and secluded.  He lived with his wife of forty years.  His two girls were grown, one lived in Paris, the other had moved to San Francisco.  He saw them infrequently.   He was the magistrate of the county for over thirty years and had amassed the power as well as the wealth.  He sipped his brandy in his study.  The smell of cigars mixed with the wood of the massive bookcases that covered the walls.  His massive desk took up the center of the room as well as his leather chair that sat behind it. 

John Watkins sat on the leather couch, trying to dry off from the rain as he sipped his brandy.  It felt good as it went down.  As Mayor of Chapel Hills, he was responsible for the well-being of the community and its citizens, but it had become increasingly difficult for the town to make ends meet.  Even when he raised taxes, revenue dropped; more people unable to pay them.  Foreclosures by the banks had dwindled the number of residents.  Basic services were being cut and there was no money for social programs.  Luckily, he held his job for another three years so he would be comfortable, no matter what happened.  He lived in the Mayors house in town with his wife Ethel and his two children, John and Joseph, four and six years old.

Sheriff Evan Blake sat on one of the fine wood and leather chairs, uncomfortable in such regal surroundings.  He still didnt know why he was here, but he dare not offend the most influential men of the community.  Not if he wanted to be reelected again.  He grew up in Chapel Hills from modest means but over the years as the chief constable, he had managed to fatten his wallet.  In small towns, there was always ways to make money, especially if visitors happen to fall into his jail.  With the depression, people were on the move, looking for any work.  He took advantage of their plight, especially those with attractive wives or good-looking daughters.

Walter Astor had been here often.  He was friends with Judge Salisbury since they grew up together and he was instrumental in getting Judge Salisbury his judgeship over three decades ago and he had been beholden to him since that day.  Even though the depression had taken part of his fortune, he had planned well, as though he expected it to happen.  That is why he was so rich and powerful.  He closed factories and laid off people, not caring about anyone except himself.  At sixty, he was fit.  His wife had passed away a year ago; his only son cut him off, blaming him for his mothers death.  He was often alone except for the servants in his estate ten miles away.  It made Judge Salisburys estate look like a small bungalow.  It was he and Judge Salisbury that hatched this plot and they needed the help of the Mayor and Sheriff.  He knew everything there was to know about them.

Walter spoke first after everyone got comfortable.  I want to thank you all for coming out on such a terrible night.  The Great Depression is upon us, but that doesnt have to be a bad thing.  Judge Salisbury and I have had discussions on how we can serve the town of Chapel Hills and at the same time allow us to make money doing it.  Along with other added benefits that I will discuss later.  The plight of the homeless grows worse each day.  Sheriff Blake fills his cells with vagrants, but as he releases one, two more are arrested.  Mayor Watkins cannot fund the social services that the people need, our children are being deserted on the streets and we have no place for them to go.

I agree with you fully, Mr. Astor.  Mayor Watkins chimed in like a good politician.

Call me, Walter.  Everyone call me Walter.

I think we are going to become very close, so when we are alone, call me Winston instead of Judge Salisbury.

That is kind of you, Sir, Evan said.  Call me Evan.

What do you have in mind, Walter?  John said, curious of this meeting.

I, we, are proposing an orphanage for Chapel Hill.  We are in great need immediately.  Winston has two buildings not far from here on his land.  They can be fixed up within a month.

How will we pay for this?  The town has no money.  That has always been Johns problem with every solution.

We have to be creative.  Winston and I will fund the initial outlay to get it going, but well need to secure an income stream to keep it funded sufficiently.

Who will pay you to take care of orphans?  The federal government is as broke as we are.  John still saw no light at the end of the tunnel.

That is the creative part.  Well only take in orphans between the ages of ten and thirteen.  We will mainly take in girls, but we will also take, at a lesser degree, boys in the same age range.  They must be clean and fit, we wouldnt take the sick or deformed.

Are you going to put them to work?  There arent jobs for anyone.

I and others that have wealth like to indulge in certain, shall we say, activities that might not be condoned if it came into the light of day.  With the children cloistered in our own orphanage, I am sure that we can raise sufficient monies each month to care for the children, plus a bit more.  He could see the feigned look of disgust on the Sheriff and Mayors faces.  Dont look that way, gentlemen.  Judge Salisbury and I both know that you, Sheriff Blake often take advantage of the women that end up in your cells.  You are not married and from what I understand, the younger the better for you.  As for you Mayor, it is no secret to me that though you have two young boys of your own, you do have a particular liking for young boys and their tight asses.  The look of shock was gone, now it was embarrassment.  I like the pleasure of a young girl, tight little immature cunts to fuck.  Judge Salisbury loves both, enjoying it best when he has a brother and sister to abuse at the same time.

What do you plan to do to them?  Sheriff Blake couldnt stop his cock from rising up.  In his jail, it wasnt very often he got them that young.  Ten to thirteen, sure that he would find many virgins to take.

Anything we desire, and that is desired by our benefactors.  The children will be disciplined severely and subject to intimate inspections and sexual abuse.  They will be available for any man or woman that wants them, in any manner they want.  Boys will be used by women that want to abuse their genitals and force them to cum so many times that it becomes painful.  Their anus will be penetrated with fingers and with many bigger things including punishment enemas.  And they will be greased up for any man that wants the pleasure of their tight, hot ass with their cock.  Girls will be taught to take a man in all of her holes.  She will be whipped, caned or flogged, including severe beatings on their most intimate parts.  He could see that all of the men had stopped breathing as they took in the list of the most degrading and painful acts that would be committed on the young boys and girls.

He continued.  We will hold private showings of the children being punished and the audience can enjoy their screams and erotic struggles as they try to escape.  They will suffer not only the pain, but the humiliation of a packed audience watching the degrading and painful acts committed on their young, nubile bodies.

John didnt know how he knew about his perversion, but there was no use denying it.  I must say that I am intrigued by the thought of such a place.  I think it would be beneficial to the town and the people that would find its services to be of value.

As Sheriff, I can give you all my resources to make sure that I find the most desirable, young, fit children for the orphanage.  Judge Salisbury can sentence them officially to the orphanage for their care and well-being.  I will personally pick out the most desirable.

Judge Salisbury nodded in agreement.  Then were all on board.  I think it is appropriate that we call it the Astor Orphanage of Chapel Hills.

Here here, they all agreed.

That fateful night, the Astor Orphanage was born in the minds of four depraved men, but it would quickly spread to many more.  Women, as well as men would pay dearly for the privilege. 



Chapter 2 First Orphan-Mary

There was no shortage of willing workers to build the orphanage on Judge Salisburys estate.  The two buildings that were there were adequate, they just needed the interiors to be designed for the specific purposes.  In normal times, workers might have asked about the odd requirements and equipment, but with no work available anywhere else, they dare not say a word or else they would lose the only job they have had in a long time.

It took less than a month to complete the task.  Judge Salisbury and Walter Jameson toured the completed facility and were pleased with the outcome.  It was time for the first occupant, but they had one more chore to take care of.  They needed a matron to head it, neither of them wanted to get involved in the day-to-day operations, especially when the number of orphans increased.  They only wanted the pleasure.

May I call you Sally, Judge Salisbury asked the woman that sat in the chair in front of his desk.  Walter sat on the couch, observing.

Yes, Sir.  Sally had heard about the job through some friends.

Judge Salisbury looked at her resume.  She had applied a week ago and he had lots of time to check her out.  She had been a matron for 10 orphanages in the last fifteen years.  Quite a checkered past.  Why do you want to work for us, Sally?

I want to make a difference with the orphans.  To make their dismal life a bit better.  She had practiced this many times to get it right.

I have checked your past employment history, Sally.  That is the least of your reasons for doing this line of work.  Out of the ten orphanages you worked at, you were let go from seven of them and asked to resign from three of them.  If my memory is correct, the last one threatened to bring you up on charges.  He saw the blood rush from her face when he said it.  It seems that you have a nasty streak in you when it comes to orphans.  There were rumors of sexual abuse with not only boys, but also the girls.

Sally knew the interview was over, there was no chance she would get the job.  She was desperate for work, but she got up and tried to act calmly.  Thank you for your time, Judge Salisbury.  Ill go now.  She started to walk out before she heard his voice.

My only regret is that you lied to me.  I cant stomach a liar.  He saw her turn with a surprised look on her face.

Im sorry; I didnt think you would understand.

I understand fully what and who you are Sally.  That is why you are here.

What do you mean?  She was confused.

Sit down, Sally.  If I can have your assurance that you wont lie to me again, there might be a place for you here.  I am looking for a head matron for our new orphanage and I think yourparticular experience and attitude might be what we are looking for.

She sat in the chair.  What type of orphans are you planning to bring in?

Young girls between the ages of ten and thirteen.  Healthy and fit.  We dont want the sick or slow.  We will also take in a few boys of the same age.

What are you expecting from your head matron?

You will oversee their cleanliness, training and punishment.

Training?

Yes.  We are a privately funded orphanage.  Our endowment comes from our patrons and they have discerning tastes.  The girls and boys will be trained to service all their needs, no matter how painful or perverted.  They will be made available to any of them and also perform for a group.  Judge Salisbury saw her face light up and a smile appeared.

I presume corporal punishment is recommended?

Of course, that is the only way to get them to agree to submit to our patrons.

They will be trained sexually as well as sexually abused?

Not so much training.  The patrons prefer innocence and reluctance.  If they dont cooperate, Im sure theyll enjoy it more if they have to force them.  But, yes, they are to be sexually abused, by male or female.  Humiliation will be an important part of that.  Is this something that might interest you, Sally?

Yes, Sir.  She sat upright in the chair.

The pay is ten dollars a week, but well take care of room and board.   And there will be the added fringe benefits provided by our charges.  As the orphanage grows bigger and your staff grows, your pay will grow with it.

I can start tomorrow.  I have to go pick up my clothes and thats all.  Do you have anyone yet?  Sally was eager to show Judge Salisbury her skills.

We should have a girl by tomorrow evening.  She comes before me in court tomorrow and Im sure that her well-being will be better served in our orphanage instead of on the streets where she would be unsuspecting prey for predators.

I look forward to showing you my talents, Judge Salisbury.  Sally couldnt believe how much she would be paid.  Even better, she wouldnt have to hide her true intentions as she did at her previous jobs.    

* * * *

Mary was confused.  She was picked up by the Sheriff and held in a jail cell.  She was scared at night, hearing the booming voices of drunks or the yelling of those that were crazy, all of them so close to her.  She huddled into a ball on the bed.  She was glad when the sun came up; at least the daytime wasnt as ominous as the night.  She lost her parents about a month ago.  She was trying to make her way to her grandparents house, but it was over a thousand miles.  She didnt trust anyone, especially the state.  She tried to get away from the Sheriff, but he cornered her until she had to come out of hiding.  She feared what would happen to her.

Sheriff Blake went to her cell.  He had to put the kids in cells, no other place for them.  He had talked to the Judge last night about Mary and they decided that she should be the first one for the orphanage.  He had checked out the story of her parents.  They had died, her father committed suicide after losing all the money in the fall of the stock market, but not before he took his wifes life.  Sheriff Blake was sure that he had planned to kill Mary also, but she got lucky.  She had misbehaved at school that day and they kept her after class as punishment.  When she got home, the police and coroner were already there.  They told her the news of the death of her parents, but in all the confusion, she had managed to slip away undetected.

He checked on her grandparents.  They were over sixty and lived in Arizona.  They might have taken her, but he doubted it would have been very long before they passed away also.  She was better off at the orphanage.  At least he thought so. 

She was an attractive young twelve-year old girl.  She was still a bit skinny and she barely had two bumps for tits, but she would fill out soon enough.  She had long legs and a cute little bottom.  A dirty blonde, the men would love her long hair to use as reins to guide her head when she sucked them.  She had these big blues, a pert little nose and luscious, full lips for a young girl her age.  She had been on the road for a month, so she was smart.  She managed to stay away from the men that would take her innocence, or Sheriff Blake hoped she still preserved her prize possessions. 

Come on, time to see the judge.  He opened up the door and led her out.  He would like to put cuffs on her to make sure she didnt run away, but for appearances sake he wouldnt until the hearing was over.

Why do I have to see the judge?  She hoped that they would let her go, but that looked like a foolish thought.  The sheriff put his hand on her shoulder and he dug his fingers in until they hurt.  She looked up at him.

Dont you try to get away or else youll be in serious trouble, he warned her, digging his fingers harder into the soft flesh of her shoulder until he saw her cringe in pain.

The hearing took less than a minute.  It was preordained.  The court finds that Mary would be better served at the Astor Orphanage until the age of sixteen or the orphanage finds a suitable home for her.  Take her away.

Mary didnt even know what happened until the Sheriff led her out of the courtroom.  He shoved her into the back of his police car parked in the alley behind the courthouse.  He climbed in the back seat with her, out of sight of everyone.  Turn around.  She didnt move fast enough so he yanked her and pulled her arms behind her.  He put the small cuffs on her wrists, barely able to close far enough to hold them, but they clicked in place.  He turned her around until she faced him.

Where are you taking me?  She was afraid; her arms bound behind her, in the back of the sheriffs car, no one else in the deserted alley.  The sheriff was old, his shirt stained with sweat, smelling of foul breath.  He looked at her funny as she sat so close to him.

Youre going to the Astor Orphanage.  Theyll take care of you.  Youll learn to obey or else.  Now come here, give me a little kiss before we go. He grabbed her before she could move away from him.

No, I dont want to kiss you.  Let me go.  Ill tell someone, the police, the judge, someone.

Im the only law in this town and the judge wouldnt help you.  He grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap, her cute bottom settling down on his raging erection.

She got scared when he placed her on his lap.  She felt the bulge beneath her butt and knew what it was.  Then his lips pushed against hers.  She tried to turn her head away, but he held it.  She felt his hot, stinking breath in her mouth and then she felt his tongue push open her lips and he pushed it deep inside.  It explored her mouth, running over her gums and teeth, his spit filling it with his foul stench.  His lips were wet and he slobbered on her, but then she felt one of his hands slide up her body and then his fingers pinched her chest until he found what he was looking for.

She had little titties, but he pinched until he found a nipple that sprang to life in spite of the brutality of his fingers.  He pinched her nipple hard until he heard her cry of pain smothered by his lips.  He yanked on it as she squirmed on his lap trying to get away, but he enjoyed the way her bottom rubbed his cock back and forth.  He finally pulled back from the kiss, her lips wet with his spit.  He looked down at her top and he could make out one of her little nipples popping out like a spring flower.  You like that, I can tell.  You rub your bottom so nicely on me but its time to get you to the orphanage.  I dont want them to get mad at me.  Well have some time together later when youve been broken in.  He got out of the backseat and locked the doors.  He drove off to the Judges house and her new home at the orphanage.

She tried to spit his foul stench out of her mouth, but it still lingered.  Her nipple ached where he squeezed it so tight and she couldnt understand why it was hard and throbbing.  She was grateful he got out of the back seat, but she was scared of the orphanage.

He pulled up in front and Sally was standing there waiting for him.  Next to him was Walter Astor.  He hadnt expected him to be here.  He pulled her out of the back seat but whispered into her ear.  If you mention one word of what happened in the back seat, Ill come for you and take you out into the woods.  Ill strip you naked and whip you with a bullwhip until I skin you alive.  You understand, Mary?

She could only nod her head, trembling in fear.  She just wanted to get away from him.  Anything had to be better than him. 

What took so long?  Walter was impatient, forced to stand here for long minutes.

Had trouble with the car, but here she is.  Pretty little thing, dont you think so?

Take her inside, Sally.  I think a bath to clean her up first.  Dont want bugs in our new orphanage.

Sally took the handcuffs off Mary and gave them to the sheriff.  I can handle her from here on.  She smiled at the sheriff, not wanting to make any enemies.

Mary was glad she wasnt handcuffed but as soon as they were inside, the doors closed and it locked with a key from the inside.  There was no way she would get out through the door.  She hoped she would have a better chance with the windows, but the ones in the front had bars on the outside.  It was almost like a prison in here, but at least it was clean and dry.

Im the matron here, Mary.  You will call me Madam or Maam.  Anything else and you will be punished, do you understand?

Yes, Maam, trying to get along without trouble.  She looked in the other rooms as they walked down the hallway but didnt see or hear anyone.  The only sound was the man following them.  The same man that stood out front when she arrived.  He was old, at least sixty, distinguished and he dressed well, but he had an evil glint in his eye when he looked at her.

She was led into the showers.  It was a large room with over six showers on two walls.  In the center of the room was a long bench and beneath the bench were drains in the tile floor.  There were strange shower nozzles and hoses, some flexible hoses that were long and at the end were shiny metal nozzles, but they were strangely shaped.  The matron led her over towards one of the showers, but in the wall was a small hose with a shower attachment on it.  On the floor were two sturdy four legged stools.  The matron brought over washcloths, towels and soap.  The man came in the shower with them.  She looked up at him, surprised by his presence. 

Take off all your clothes, Mary.  Master Astor will bathe you.  Sally saw the surprised look on her face, even though she was only twelve, she would still be ashamed to stand nude in front of Master Astor.

No, I cant do that, she cried out.  She didnt even see it coming. The matron smacked her bottom so hard that it stung.  She turned around but Master Astor smacked her bottom again.  OOOWW!  The Matron spanked her bottom again, this time harder.  Dont, please, no more, tears fell from her eyes.

Are you going to take off your clothes, Mary?  Master Astor is the head of this orphanage.  You will do everything he tells you to do or you will suffer the consequences.  Now we can spank that cute little ass all day until you grow tired, but have no doubts, you will take off your clothes at the end.

Marys bottom stung from the spanking and both of them seemed to enjoy doing it to her.  She couldnt escape yet, but she had to do what they wanted at least until she could find a way out of here.  Yes, dont spank me anymore.  Tears ran down her cheeks, not so much in pain, but from the humiliation of having to take her clothes off in front of two strangers, one of them an older man.

Walters cock grew harder as he watched her.  Sally made Mary face him as she undressed.  His eyes stared at her chest as she unbuttoned the dirty blouse she wore.  She had a boys tee shirt underneath it and he could make out the two bumps and little nipples.  She pulled it over her head and her hands clutched her naked chest.

Hands to your side, Mary.  Obey!  Walters voice boomed with authority.

She had no choice, putting her hands at her sides, clenched in fists.  Her body was flushed and pink with shame as he stared at her.

Now your pants.  Take them off for me.  Walter couldnt wait to bathe here and get his hands on her young, nubile body.

She tried not to look at them as she took off her pants.  She slid them down off her legs and kicked off her shoes and socks.  She stood up in her underpants, a dirty white but they were her last pair.  Her hand clutched the waistband in shame, knowing what she had to do, but afraid to do it.

Take them off, Mary.  Now!  He wanted to reach down and stroke his cock, but he didnt want to scare her yet.  That would come soon enough when he started washing her and inspecting her supple body.  She was young and could be placed in positions that would tax an older woman.  He liked the flexibility of her limbs.

She slipped down her underpants and let them slide to her ankles.  She kicked them off, not wanting to bend over.  She knew what she had to do, taking her hands away from her crotch and placing them obediently at her sides. 

He stood and looked at her bald pussy.  Her lips were tight and she kept her thighs clenched tight.  Very good, Mary.  Youre learning to obey.  Keep it up.  Now sit on the stool while I get ready.  Im going to bathe you.

No, please, dont, she cried out, but he was already taking off his clothes and hanging them neatly on the hooks nearby.  He took everything off until he stood there in his undershorts.  She couldnt look at him.  She did what she had to and sat down on the stool in the front.  She placed her knees coyly together and her hands grasped her naked breasts to cover them.  She trembled when she heard him sit behind her.  She heard the water come on and shivered when he sprayed her until she was completely wet.  The water was warm, but she still shivered in fear.  She heard the familiar sound of a washcloth being soaped and her body froze.  She knew he would touch her soon and feared what he would do.



Chapter 3  Bathing Mary

Mary trembled, not from the cold but scared of the man behind her.  She was naked and he was almost the same way, fearing what he wanted from her.  He was a powerful man and she knew she couldnt stop him.

AAAWWW!  It shocked her in spite of expecting it when he touched her.  It was a warm washcloth but it was his hand that held it.  He began to rub it up and down her arms, washing off the weeks of living outside.  It felt good to be cleaned, but she still couldnt lose the fear she felt.  Then his hand slid to her hands, taking one in his hand and used the other hand to wash her minutely, even her fingers.  His hand went to her back as Mary bent forward when he pushed down on her shoulders.  He washed her thoroughly and then he moved to her legs.  She kept them firmly together as he washed from her knees all the way to her crotch.  She knew he shouldnt be doing this, but she couldnt stop him.

He watched as he washed away the dirt from her body.  He began to grow bolder, his cock harder as he rubbed her.  His hand moved over her belly and soon found her small titties.  His hand fanned over the small bumps on her chest as his fingers sought out her nipples.

No, please, not there, she begged.  You shouldnt touch a girl there, she protested.  She hated what the Sheriff had done to her, pinching her nipple, but making it hard.

You barely have any tits, just tiny bumps, he scolded her.  He pushed aside her hands so he could search out her nipples once again.  Keep your hands down, his voice commanded her.

He rubbed her chest but it was his fingers that searched out her nipples that scared her.  He had already pinched them before and now he grew bolder.  He grabbed one of her nipples and she felt him twist and turn it as his powerful fingers gripped it tight.   She couldnt stop him as his cruel fingers dug into her nipples.  He did the same thing to the other and when he pulled his hands away, her nipples felt like tiny pebbles sitting on her chest.  She didnt understand why they got that way. 

Walter ran the washcloth over her belly, but this time moved lower.  She had no hair between her legs.  His hand had to force its way between her legs.  He ran the washcloth up and down her inner thighs, feeling her muscles try to clench tight, but his large hand prevented her from closing her legs.  He got all the way up her thighs to her crotch and then his hand fanned over her pussy. 

NNNNO!  She couldnt help moving her hand, pushing it between her legs as she tried to push his hand away.  His large hand fanned out between her legs and grabbed her in a place that a man shouldnt touch.  She was unable to shut her legs and defend herself.  Her hand tried to push him away, but he was too strong.

He grabbed her arms and pushed them both to her sides.  Dont raise them again or Ill have you whipped.  Hed enjoy that, but not right now.  His cock strained his shorts and shed soon take care of that for him.

Please, dont touch me there, she begged, but she didnt move her hands this time when he gripped her crotch again. 

Walter couldnt feel too much so when his hand slid between her legs so he dropped the washcloth onto the floor.  His fingers sought out her naked pussy lips.  She began to panic as his hand fondled her, trying to close her legs when his hand clenched on her soft flesh, but he forced them open by the brutality of his hand.  Keep your legs spread open, he warned her.  At least she learned to obey.  His hand openly explored her pussy now that she spread open.  Her slit was tightly closed as he felt the naked flesh beneath his fingers. 

His fingers were harsh and uncaring.  They pinched her flesh as Mary jerked about on the stool in panic.  Her legs were spread wide open so she was defenseless.  What are you doing to me?  Suddenly, his fingers became gentler and they touched her crotch like a feather.  It sent shivers through her body.  Mary was unable to understand what was happening.  It shouldnt feel that way.  She could feel the way his fingers plucked open the lips of her sex.  They were slick with soap so they slid easily up and down her slit, shaming her with tingles that she didnt understand.

She began to warm up to his touch.  He knew she would.  She was too naive and inexperienced to realize what he was doing, but hed show her soon enough what pleasures would come from her body.  He stroked her pussy for a couple of minutes before he stopped.  He picked up the shower nozzle and began to run the warm water.  Keep your legs spread for me, Mary.

She couldnt believe the way the nozzle shot out the water with such force between her legs.  It felt like hundreds of fingers touched her in such a place.  She struggled to close her legs, but at the same time, she struggled to keep them open as the water ran up and down her sex.  Then his fingers pulled apart the lips of her sex and the sharp pulses of water struck her intimately.  She never felt anything like it before.  Her body tingled with unexpected pleasure.

Stand up and turn around, he ordered her.  When she did, he made her squat down with her legs spread.  Her cheeks parted so nicely, giving him a glimpse of a tiny, brown, virgin ass hole.  Hold still.

It was a shameful position he put her in.  Her butt stuck out, naked and exposed, her legs spread and she knew that there was much open to his eyes from behind.  Then she felt the water run up her legs and she knew where it was going.  His fingers peeled apart her buttocks and the water soon raced over her anus.  She couldnt control the muscles in her backside, feeling them twitch and try to close as the water beat against her tiny hole with the pinpoints of jetting water.  He rinsed her backside for a long time.  Then he put the hose down, but it was only a minute before she felt his hand back.  He pried apart her backside, but then a slick, wet finger touched her there.  She never felt so ashamed as his fingers washed her backside, sliding the slipper soap over her pulsating backside.  The finger never stopped touching her there, pressing harder against her backside as Mary feared that it would try to enter her.  Why would he touch me there?

Her ass hole was so small and tiny.  His touch sent her anal ring into spasms.  He rubbed it for a long time although he wanted to penetrate her and feel how hot and tight she was.  But he stopped and picked up the nozzle again.  He began to spray her from behind, running the powerful jets over her anus and her pussy as she bent over submissively for him.  He kept her on edge for long minutes while she bent over submissively to allow him complete access to her pussy and ass hole.  He stroked his cock in his shorts, but he wanted more.  Get in the tub.

She hurried to do that.  It was better than him using the spray on her.  It sent her body tingling with something that she didnt understand.  It felt too good.  The water was warm as she pushed her chest beneath the water to hide her naked breasts to him.  Then she looked and she was shocked by what she saw, but she couldnt tear her eyes from it.  Hed taken off his shorts and he stood naked, but it was what was pushed out in front of him like another arm.  It was between her legs, a thick penis, not like the ones she saw on babies and little boys.  This one stuck out as long as a hand and it bounced as though it had a mind of its own.  It looked at her with the one eye in the dark red hard.  When she looked down the long shaft it was covered with black thick hair and she could make out something heavy swinging between his legs.  Then he got into the bathtub with her.  He sat down facing her.  It was too crowded so he grabbed her legs and pulled her forward.  She was shocked when his penis touched her, bouncing up and down on her flesh as if she scolded his penis was her burning flesh.

He sat her so her naked ass was on his cock and then his hands guided her hips from side to side to rub his cock so erotically, although she didnt know what she was doing to him.  His hands reached up to her titties once again to squeeze her nipples and make her squeal.  Stand up!  He pushed her up until her back was to the wall.  He stared at her bald pussy inches from his face.

She was glad to get away from his penis, but he trapped her against the wall.  She couldnt get out as he held her.  She could feel his breath blow on her pussy.  It was shameful that he was that close to almost touch her with his mouth.  NO, NO, NO!  Her hands tried to push his head away when he kissed her pussy, but he slapped them away.

Keep your hands at your side.  This is the last time Im warning you.  Next time Im going to whip you with a wet towel.  He went back to kissing her pussy as his tongue began to explore her pussy lips.  He forced her legs to spread wider.  She didnt stop him now.

She was once hit by a wet towel and it was only in jest, but it hurt badly.  This man was evil and if he did it, she wouldnt survive.  She struggled to stand still, her hands clenched in fists at her side.  His lips and tongue were gentle, but that wasnt her problem.  It didnt hurt.  It felt good, too good.  It shouldnt be that way.

He savored the taste of her virgin flesh.  She mightve protested what he did, but no longer.  He could feel her body shudder and it wasnt pain or fear.  He was given her the best gift he could, that of pleasure.  Hed teach her what it would feel like to have her first orgasm and then shed do the same for him.

His tongue was everywhere and some places she didnt realize would feel so good.  He lapped at the growing wetness between her legs and it wasnt from the bath water.  She knew women got pleasure from men, but she never expected it from a tongue and lips.  Her body trembled as the feelings became more acute and pronounced.  Her legs felt as though they would collapse any minute as the pleasure began to build up in her body.

Yes, thats it Mary.  I know it feels good.  Let it consume you.  I want you to cum for me.  Cum on my tongue, he urged her.  It wouldnt take much longer.

It was as if the fourth of July fireworks exploded in her head.  It hit her suddenly and her legs almost collapsed.  It was his tongue and mouth that kept her pinned against the wall as the pleasure swept through her body again and again as if it would never stop.  She never felt anything like this before.  It took long minutes before her body stopped shaking.

You can thank me now, Mary.  He stood up and his cock touched her belly they were so close.  He pushed down on her shoulders and she collapsed into the water.  He grabbed her hair and pulled her up until her face was inches from his cock and she was forced to stare at it.  He saw the look of terror in her eyes.  

She might be innocent, but she knew that his mouth gave her pleasure and he wanted her to do the same thing.  She didnt know how, but his penis was too big for her mouth.

Open your mouth, Mary.  I want to put my cock inside it.  Youre going to suck it until I get my pleasure!  It wasnt a request, but a command.  Now!

She didnt know why, but her mouth was suddenly open, but it wasnt big enough for him.  She felt the hot flesh of his penis slide over her lower lip, but it was so thick that her mouth had to open wider.  He pushed with his hips and his penis slid through her stretched lips and sat heavily on her tongue for only a second.  She tried to get her tongue out of the way, but it rubbed over his penis and it made it jerk up and smack against the roof of her mouth and back down.  She couldnt believe how hard it was but also sensitive.  Her lips were stretched so tight around his penis she couldnt breathe through her mouth. 

He saw her panic as her nostrils flared.  She was afraid of suffocating.  Breathe deeply and slowly through your nose.  Youre not going to die from sucking my cock.  He saw her try to do it, but he was too eager to care.  He began to rock her head back and forth, his large hand fanned over the top of her skull to guide her as he began to thrust inside her mouth just as he pulled her down onto his cock.

It was terrible what he did to her.  His penis tasted terrible and it grew worse.  Something leaked out of it to stain her mouth with a foul taste. Her lips felt torn as they were forced to stretch around the thickness of his flesh.  He began to push with his hips and drive more of his penis into her mouth while his fingers felt like talons on her head when he gripped it so tight.  He bounced her head back and forth to give him the pleasure he wanted.  She could do nothing, her hands submissively at her sides fearing worse retaliation if she pushed him away.  His penis slid over her lips and tongue to drive to the depths of her mouth until it could go no further.  It slammed into the small opening of her throat, but it was too massive to fit although it did make her gag.  It felt as though her stomach would turn inside out.  His penis withdrew, but it was back with more power.

I like those tight lips, Mary.  Move your tongue on my cock.  Keep up the good work and Ill give you a precious gift.  He only had half of his cock in her mouth and he wouldnt be happy until she took it all.  That would require her to take it down her throat, but that was only a new challenge for Walter and he loved challenges.  He stared as his cock slid through her lips.  There was a look of astonishment on her twelve-year old face as she sucked his cock.  Shed have lots of things to learn and there were a lot of men that looked forward to teaching her and claiming her young, virgin body.

She was confused as he instructed her to do all these things, but she could barely move.  She had difficult pulling her tongue out from beneath his heavy penis but as soon as it touched his penis she could feel it jerk and bounce in her mouth.  It was strange that her tongue could do such a thing, but the more she licked his penis, the more it bounced in her mouth.  Her tongue accidently ran over the tip of it and a hot, thick creme stuck to it as she grimaced from the foul taste.  She remembered how wet she got when she got her pleasure.  Did he just get his pleasure now?  Am I done with this distasteful act?  She wanted this to end, but she didnt know how?

Take it deeper, Mary, swallow my cock.  I want to feel it in your throat.  He felt her tighten up in fear, but he held her tighter as he drove her onto his cock at the same time he pulled her face onto it.  He gave a powerful thrust with his hips and had success with another gag, but hed already pulled back and thrust in again and this time it was a cough from deep into her belly.  He held her pinned up against his body as he jerked her head from side to side to thread his cock down her diminutive throat.  Her throat muscles tried to fight his cock out, but they were no match for his powerful cock.  Her mouth and throat opened up as soon as she coughed and once the head of his cock slipped into the tight hole he wouldnt pull it out until she swallowed every inch of it.

Something happened that she couldnt explain, but she had to suffer through it.  She gagged but she also coughed so deep that her throat opened up and his penis found a way to slip inside.  She struggled to keep the contents of her stomach from surging up and out, but his penis entering her throat kept shoving it back down.  The taste still ran into her mouth.  She was sure her throat was swollen with his penis and she couldnt do anything to keep it out.  He continued to plunge deeper into her throat and he didnt stop until she felt wiry hairs tickle her lips and nose.  Shed done the impossible, but she didnt know how.  It gave her a strange sense of satisfaction that she didnt understand.  This was something that a girl her age shouldnt have to deal with.

Walter couldnt believe how good this felt.  His big cock was crushed by her tiny throat, but that didnt stop him from rasping up and down her throat with each thrust.  She began to struggle beneath him, but he only grabbed her tighter.  He wouldnt last much longer and he wasnt about to let her ruin it for him.  He pulled her against him and held her tight as he rocked his body.  She gurgled and gasped beneath him, but all he felt was her throat muscles as they rippled up and down his cock.  Her throat was masturbating him and his balls ached with the desire to cum.

She could barely breathe and her head grew dizzy, but it was his big penis that was shoved so deep in her mouth that it was in her stomach, or at least it felt that way.  She could do nothing.  Then she suddenly got some relief, but not much.  He pulled his penis from her throat.  That was such a relief that she didnt even care that it was still in her mouth.  Her tongue worked it over, anything to keep it out of her throat again.  She only hoped that the gift he promised her would be worth what she had to endure.

  Thats it, Mary, use that tongue.  More of his cum leaked out, but he wouldnt be able to hold back the torrent that built up in his balls.  This was going to be good.  He couldnt wait to see the look on her face when he flooded her.

She was sure his penis got bigger in her mouth, but she didnt know how.  She could feel him breathing heavy as though he was having a heart attack and his muscles went rigid.  He held her head so tight she was sure her eyeballs would pop out of her head soon enough.  Then she was shocked when her mouth was filled with hot, thick creme that blanketed it.  It not only tasted bad, it smelled bad as it shot up her nostrils.  She choked from the bad taste, but he kept driving his penis in and out of her mouth as his penis shot out more of the foul creme.  She either had to swallow it or choke to death for his penis filled her mouth to overflowing.

Drink down my cum, Mary.  Theres a lot for you.  You need to acquire the taste for it for youll be doing this often.  You have a skill with sucking cock.  He couldnt stop praising her as she dragged all the cum from his balls.  It took a long time, but he refused to release her until he was drained dry.  Even then he hesitated.  Her tight, hot mouth was too good around his cock.  Lick my cock and clean all the cum from it, Mary, like a good little girl.  How did you like my gift?  He wouldnt get an answer for his cock filled every inch of her young mouth.

She never tasted something so bad as this and to make it worse was the gallons of it that he emptied in her mouth.  Her stomach gurgled from all of it that she swallowed.  That wasnt enough for him.  She had to lick his penis of his juices.  She finally finished and he pulled his penis out of her mouth.  He got out of the tub and dried himself and then he was gone without another word.  She knew now what his gift was.  It was a gift for him, not her.  The matron came into the room quickly.

Get out of the tub now.  Mr. Astro was happy with his first orphan.  That was good.  Sally would show him her worth.  He and his friends would find pleasure with all the orphans.  Shed make sure of that.



Chapter 4
Ladies Day at the Orphanage

Mr. Astor said you would be coming today.  I have a room ready for you with everything that you requested.  Sally looked at the two women that sat before her.  They looked very prim and proper, but Sally knew otherwise.  From the look of their clothes and jewelry, they were well off in spite of the depression.  They were both attractive, yet neither wore a wedding ring.  Sally was told that they were sisters.  They had to be mid-thirty or so.  They both wore suits, one dark blue and the other black, with pencil skirts  that went below their knees.  Mr. Astor said they paid well for the privileges they would receive today and Sally was to give them everything they wanted.  If they enjoyed themselves, they would be back again and would spread the word to their wealthy friends that had the same inclinations.

Im Mabel and my twin sister Abagail.  I want to thank you in advance for everything.  Youll be rewarded when we are finished, if everything is to our satisfaction.

Youre very generous.  If you need anything, feel free to ask.  Would you like me to check in on you?

No, we enjoy our privacy.  Well ring you on the phone if we need anything.  Tell me about the boy, Abagail chimed in, not wanting any interruptions once they started.

Stewart was brought to the orphanage this morning.  He is being cleaned up as we speak.  Hes thirteen, a gawky, tall skinny boy.  He hasnt eaten much in a month.  He gobbled down the breakfast that we gave him.  He takes to himself, a bit shy, but more awkward than anything else.  His mother died in childbirth and his father abandoned him about a month ago.  Stewart didnt say why he left; only that he lost his job months ago and they were living in their car until it broke down and it was towed off one day.

He sounds exactly like what we wanted.  Can you take us to the room?  Mabel was eager.

Yes, follow me.   Sally led them down the hall and down one flight of stairs to the basement.  The rooms down there were soundproof and wouldnt bother or frighten anyone else.  She opened the steel door.

Abagail looked around, exactly what they wanted.  It had everything, including some things they didnt think of.  Its perfect.

Theres a small refrigerator and some food and drinks.  I imagine youll spend the day so the three of you might get hungry.  Ill be back in a few minutes with Stewart.  Sally left them to explore.  She went upstairs to the boys dormitory.  Stewart was sitting on the bed, alone, no other boys in the orphanage yet.  Stewart looked much better cleaned up.  His sandy blonde hair was thin and went every direction.  He wore a pair of jeans and a tee shirt with slippers.  She couldnt see them, but she knew he wore white boxer shorts underneath, standard issue for the boys.

Maam.  Stewart stood up as soon as she entered.  She was the woman that ran the orphanage so he was respectful.  He had a belly full of food, clean clothes and a bed to sleep in tonight.  He hadnt been this well off in a month or more.  He was glad that he was here.

How do you like it here, Stewart?  He gazed down at the ground, refusing to look at her as one foot shuffled on the floor.

I like it Maam.  Thank you.  He mumbled the words.  He hadnt spoken to anyone in a month, trying to stay clear of trouble on the streets.

You be respectful to your elders and do what they say and youll get along fine.  Otherwise, youll be punished.  Do you understand, Stewart?  You do whatever they say, no matter whether you like it or not.

Yes, Maam.

Im going to take you downstairs to meet Mistress Abagail and Mistress Mabel.  They are very rich and powerful.  Theyve taken a liking to you and thats a good thing.  They can get you things that the orphanage cant afford thatll make your life a lot better.  Youll spend a couple of years here, but they can make it better.  But, you have to do as they say.  Are you going to be a good boy and do what they say, Stewart?

Yes, Maam.

Lets go.  She took his hand as they went out, feeling how clammy and wet it was.  He was nervous.  She took him downstairs to the dark corridor until they came to the room.  In there, Stewart.   Theyre waiting for you.  Dont forget, do what they say.  No matter what.  She opened the door and let him go in.  She slammed it behind him, the heavy iron door clanged as it closed.

Stewart saw the two women, but they werent what he expected.  He thought they would be like his grandmother before she died, old and wrinkled, but these were young and so beautiful.  And they were twins, hard to differentiate between them except for the color of their suits.   They dressed as if they had lots of money.  They both smiled at him, but then the door slammed behind him and it scared him.

Its okay, Stewart, come over here.

Sally was right; he was tall and skinny.  But that would be okay.  You can call me Mistress Abagail and this is my sister, Mistress Mabel.

Yes, Maam.

I said to call us Mistress Abagail and Mistress Mabel.  Youre going to have to listen to what we say and do what we say.  Youll be punished for disobeying already.  Youre going to have to do better to please us, Stewart.

He couldnt believe he was in trouble already and she talked about punishing him.  Yes, Mistress Abagail and Mistress Mabel.  Im sorry.  Ill do better.  He had a chance to look around the room, not sure what it was.  It looked like a doctors office, but there was more to it besides that.  There were metal tables, but also a wooden beam bolted to the floor and it jutted upright.  It had metal rings all along it.  There were small tables with lots of things, like ropes, chains, surgical equipment and some things he didnt know what they were.  There were other pieces of furniture or equipment, but they were covered with white cloths. 

Come over here, Stewart.

He could smell their perfume as he stood between them.  They smelled so good.  He was nervous, not sure what they wanted, afraid of disobeying them again and be punished more.  He felt Abagail behind him and Mabel moved in front of him, so close that they almost touched. 

Youre a handsome boy, Stewart.  Mabels hand went up to his chest and her fingers rubbed him.

Mabel moved so close that she pushed against him.  His cock got instantly hard and Stewart hoped she wouldnt notice.  She touched his chest and it made his cock jerk in his pants.  No woman or girl had ever done that to him.  She moved closer and he bumped into Abagail behind him, sending shivers through his body when he felt her breasts push into his back.  Mabels fingers rubbed his chest, but then moved over to one side and he jerked when he felt her fingers grip one of his nipples.  It pinched, but it hurt in a good way; Stewart had never felt anything like it.  He couldnt say a word, his mouth parched, his cock throbbing.  This had never happened to him before and he was speechless.

I think Stewart likes this, Abagail.  Mabel reached up and began to pinch both of his nipples, feeling them get hard, but not as hard as the cock that pushed against her.  He might be tall and skinny, but his cock was long and hard, just like any thirteen-year old horny boy.

Take off his shirt.  Abagail wanted him stripped to the waist so they could secure his hands.

Mabel looked into his eyes as she released his nipples and began to open his shirt.  His hands stayed at his sides and he refused to look back at her, but he made no effort to stop them.  What a manly chest he has, Abagail.  She pulled the shirt apart and slid it off his shoulders.  Abagail had it off in a second and threw it to the floor.  Mabels fingers moved back up to his nipples, now hard little buttons.  She gripped them with two fingers on each one and squeezed them harder and harder until she saw his lip curl in pain.  Does that hurt, Stewart?

He never had a woman tell him he was manly, feeling so proud that these two women were so fond of him.  His cock was so hard that his balls ached, afraid that if he touched it, he would cum in his pants and shame himself.  A little, Mistress Mabel.  It hurt, but his cock didnt think so.  Each time she twisted them, his cock jerked and shuddered.

Youre a good boy, Stewart, but you did disobey us once so youll have to be punished.  Abagail is going to tie your hands together.  Youre not going to give her any trouble, are you, Stewart?  She twisted his nipples harder, but when she pushed into the front of his pants, his cock danced inside his jeans.

No, Mistress Mabel.  Ill be good and take my punishment.  As long as she touched him like she was doing, he didnt care. 

Put your hands up into the air with your wrists together, Stewart.  He put his hands over his head, but he still didnt look at them.  Abagail had the two leather wrists bands and slid them on each of his wrists.  She locked them together with the ring and the clamp.  He didnt even see the rope come down from the ceiling with the hook on it until she had pushed the hook through the ring.  A tug of the rope and it rose up higher until his arms were stretched up tall.

Stewart almost had to stand on his toes when she bound his hands.  He hadnt expected anything so elaborate, scaring him a little about how they would punish him.

Now that he couldnt move away or protect himself, they could proceed.  Mabel ran her hands over his chest again, brushing across his nipples to make them harder, but she slid them down his chest to his belly, running her fingers along the edge of his pants.  Such a strong boy.  Mabels hand slid down over his belt and down the front of his pants.  A big boy.  Her fingers curled around his cock that pushed out the front of his pants.  It was long and skinny, but hard as a rock.  She heard him gasp and his cock jerked in her hand. 

He never felt anything like it before.  A womans hand grabbed his cock.  He couldnt control it, jerking and shuddering with such pleasure.  Her fingers gripped it tighter to hold it; Stewart was fighting not to cum and shame himself.  Then he felt Abagail behind him.  Her hands ran over his buttocks, squeezing them.  It made him push forward into the hands of Mabel that squeezed his cock.  Back and forth, they made him move.  He never felt such pleasure as the two women fondled him.

Mabel knew the boy wouldnt last long so she released his cock.  She stood back as his cock strained to get out.  I never felt a boy so big and hard, Stewart.  She began to open the belt on his pants and then she opened the button.  She let her hand slide over his cock, but so lightly.  He pushed his hips forward to push his cock harder into her hand, but she pulled away, just as Abagail squeezed his ass. 

Abagail pulled his cheeks apart as she squeezed each of his buttocks.  Her fingers clenched tightly on them as she felt the powerful muscles contract.

Stewart couldnt believe what Mabel was doing.  She opened his belt and the top of his pants.  One of her hands held the top of his pants, touching his naked flesh as the other hand grabbed the zipper and pulled it down.  He heard the soft hiss as the zipper was pulled down.  OOOHHH!  Her hand slipped into the opening of his pants and her fingers curled around his almost naked cock.  Only the thin shorts were between the flesh of his cock and her soft hand.  She squeezed it, but then he felt Abagail pull his pants open in the back and her hand slid inside to grasp his buttocks in his thin shorts.  She squeezed them, but she also yanked them apart, his cheeks parted and sent a strange tremor to his anus.  It felt like his anus was opening and closing.  He couldnt believe what they were doing to him and how good it felt.  He should be embarrassed that they were taking off his clothes, but their hands felt too good and Mabel said she loved his cock.  She said it was so big and hard.

Lets slip those jeans off, Stewart.  Is that okay?

Yesm, Mistress Mabel.  They tugged his pants down to his ankles and he helped them as he lifted each leg so they could take them off.  He was left in only his shorts and his cock was so obscene, jutting out as it jerked in pleasure.  He couldnt wait until they took off his shorts.

Mabel and Abagail went back to squeezing and fondling him.  Mabel squeezed the shaft of his cock while Abagail went to work on his ass, getting him used to being touched back there.  They made him rock back and forth between them, but they had to be careful not to make him cum yet.  They enjoyed seeing the cum fly out of boys that they masturbated and his shorts were still in the way, so it was too soon.

Youre very excited, Stewart.  Now, I dont want you to cum unless we give you permission.  Do you understand, Stewart?  Mabel knew that at his age, he couldnt control it and he would fail.

Yes, Mistress Mabel.  Ill try.  But it feels so good.

Im going to take off your shorts now, Stewart.  So youll be naked for us.  Youd like that, wouldnt you?

Yes, Mistress Mabel.  Stewart could barely catch his breath.  He was going to be naked in front of two strange women.  He should be ashamed by it, but instead he was excited.  His balls ached, needing to cum, but he fought the urge.

Abagail slipped his shorts down quickly.  She pulled them off his feet and pushed them aside. 

Mabel was already inspecting his cock with her eyes, jutting out like a skinny spear in front of him.  You be a good boy, Stewart. 

Abagail slapped one of his cheeks, watching it turn red.

OOOWWW!  He cried out when she spanked him, her hand hit his naked flesh hard and it burned; but at that moment, Mabel grabbed his cock, flesh on flesh as her fingers curled around the shaft and squeezed it tight.  Abagail slapped his ass again, this time harder, making his hips jerk back and forth.  Mabels fingers kept a firm grip on the shaft of his cock.  It felt like she was jerking him off as he did late at night.  OOOWW!  Abagail spanked him again, this time between the crack of his ass, hitting both cheeks at one time.  He felt the sting, but her hand returned again with another loud crack of her hand on his ass.  She was stronger than he expected, spanking him hard.  He couldnt stop moving his hips, trying to escape the pain, but Mabel held his cock tight and refused to release it.  Her finger slid up and down the loose skin.  Abagail hit him a half dozen more times, but the pain felt good as his ass burned until the pleasure and pain mixed.

Mabel knew he wouldnt last more than a minute.  She squeezed his cock shaft harder as he jerked back and forth while Abagail continued to spank his ass.  His breathing became ragged, his face turned red.  She dug her fingernail into the head of his cock as it slid through her fingers and that was all that was needed.  He stood up on his toes; every muscle in his body grew tight.  She felt his cock grow in her hand, scratching her fingernail beneath the ridge of his cock on the soft underside.

Stewart forgot everything they told him; his balls ached and he needed to cum.  His ass burned, but it was no longer pain he felt.  It was a womans soft hand on his bare ass.  Mabel had his cock in a grip so tight it felt like a vise.  Then he felt her fingernail run over the head of his cock.  It felt like a knife cut into the flesh, but the sharp pain felt good.  He couldnt keep his hips still, jerking back and forth, as his body shuddered.  Then he cried out as the cum raced up from his balls.   AAAHHHH!  The first jet of cum shot out and spilled onto the floor in front of him.

Bad boy!  Mabel released his cock from her hand as soon as she felt him cum.  He shot out, thick white creme that arched out onto the floor.  Without her hand, his cock jerked and shuddered uncontrollably in front of him.  She began to slap his cock with her hand.  At the same time, Abagail reached between his legs and found his hanging balls, delicately dancing beneath him.  Her fingers grabbed them and she tightened on them until she heard him groan.  She twisted them, refusing to release his trapped balls as Mabel slapped the head of his cock hard.  More cum shot out so she struck it harder as Abagail mauled his balls.  He couldnt do anything, strung up naked and so vulnerable, both of them taking advantage of his untrained body.

He panicked when she released his cock after the first load of cum.  He had more to dump, but without her hand, it wouldnt do anything.  Then he felt his balls gripped and the touch on the soft, sensitive balls made his cock shoot out once again.  Even when she gripped them tighter, it was too late.  Mabel began to slap his hard cock.  It didnt hurt and it was enough of a touch to make him cum again.  Between the two of them goosing his balls and slapping his cock he finally drained all the cum from his balls. 

The room smelled of cum, but Mabel was pleased at the outcome.  Youre a naughty boy, Stewart.  You came without permission.  Were going to have to show you how to control yourself.

Stewart hung there naked, his cock lost some of its hardness, but the women looking at his naked body brought it back to life.  Would they let me cum again?

Im going to lower you down a bit, Stewart, but I want you to spread your legs.  Real wide for me.  Abagail lowered the hook that held his hands until his feet were flat on the ground.  She let a little more slack out of it and was pleased when Stewart spread his legs so submissively.  His ball sack dangled between his legs, open and vulnerable to whatever she would do to him.  His legs were over three feet apart.  She pulled the hook up just a bit more until all the tension was gone from it.

Mabel lifted up his cock and felt it begin to grow once again from her touch.  Can you get hard for me again, Stewart?

He couldnt have stopped his cock from getting hard if he tried.  Her soft hand felt so good even though he had cum only minutes ago.  AAAHHH!  Abagail had reached between his spread legs and grabbed his balls.  Now he knew why she wanted him to spread his legs.  Her fingers clenched around them and squeezed them, but not hard like before.  It felt like she was milking them, making his cock jump in Mabels hand.  Then he felt her pull his balls back behind them, stretching his ball sack while she captured his twin balls at the end with her fingers, trapping them.  It yanked his cock back at the same time, but Mabel gripped his shaft tighter and pulled it in the opposite direction.  Stewart never felt anything like it before, both women pulling his genitals in opposite directions.  It should have hurt, but with their soft hands on his balls and cock all he felt was such pleasure.

Hold still, Stewart, Abagail warned him.  She took the thin rope and wound it around his ball sack, tightening it before she wound it once again.  When she was finished, she tied the knot.  The rope was wound so tight that his balls were a bright red, trapped in the end of the sack with no place to go.  His balls were bulged and vulnerable.  She released his balls from her fingers, but she yanked on the end of the rope, stretching him further back.

It felt like she was trying to rip his balls from his body.  She must have tied them, feeling like they were in a vise and then she yanked on the rope and his balls were pulled behind him until they ached from being trapped in such a tight confine.  OOOWW, that hurts, he cried out.

Mabel took the thin rope and tied it beneath the head of his cock.  Stewart looked down as she made it so tight that it compressed the flesh of his shaft and all the blood rushed to the head.  It was a deep red, swollen with blood.  How long can I make your cock, Stewart?

OOOWWW!  Mabel pulled on the rope and his cock was stretched out longer than he ever seen it before.  The head was twisted to the side as the rope yanked the rest of his cock.  At the same time, his balls were subject to the same treatment.  He saw Mabel pick up a wooden ruler, fearing what she would do.  His cock was stretched and vulnerable.

Now for your punishment for not calling us Mistress when we first met you, Stewart.  Mabel waited for Abagail.

Abagail held the rope with one hand and stood his clenched balls up.  She picked up the wooden ruler with her other hand.  She slapped the ruler on one ball, not very hard yet, but from his scream, Stewart didnt think so.

OOOOWWW, NNNOOOO!  It felt like she shoved his balls into his stomach, the ache something terrible.  She must have a ruler like Mabel because his ball felt like it was bruised.  No more!

 Mabel was ready and slapped his cock on the shaft, much harder than Abagail.  His cock tried to jerk, but the rope held it out straight.

OOOWWW!  The first cry wasnt very loud, but the next one was a high pitched shrill like that of a little girl.  Abagail hit his balls once again, this time harder, this time she connected with both of them.  She gave the rope a yank after she hit them, compressing the twin balls harder.

Stewart couldnt do anything to stop them.  Both of them beat him front and back with the ruler.  Mabel worked over his cock, all the way up and down the shaft and then she began to slap the head with such power, all the while she kept it extended as it felt like she was ripping it from his body.  Abagail was the worst; his balls so vulnerable and she took careful aim and hit them harder each time.  His stomach swam in pain; his balls beat and stretched by her.  He couldnt move an inch; the opposite side would be yanked off if he did.  He had to bear up to the pain, but he was in tears by time they stopped.  His balls hurt so bad even after she stopped, sure they were bruised.  He was thankful when they stopped.

Mabel took the rope off his cock and stroked it until it grew hard once again.   Young boys were so easy to get hard, the slightest touch made them horny.  Abagail is going to keep your balls tied up, but shell tie the rope to the ground beneath you to make sure you dont try to move away.

Mabels hand felt good, taking away some of the pain as his balls were stretched down towards the ground between his legs.  Abagail tied the rope to a ring on the floor and released it, but his balls were trapped and stretched, feeling like they would slowly be torn from his body.  He froze where he was, afraid of inflicting such terrible pain once again.  Then he felt Abagails hands on his ass, flinching when she first touched him, afraid she would spank him again.

Abagail felt his ass cheeks tighten when she touched them.  Relax your ass, Stewart, or Ill beat your balls again, she warned him.  She felt his instant surrender.  Her fingers grabbed his cheeks and pulled them apart to expose his tiny, brown anus.  She yanked them wide until she saw the tiny star of his anus begin to open and the muscles began to spasm. 

Stewart didnt know what she was doing when she yanked his cheeks open.  His ass hole felt funny, fluttering uncontrollably as she exposed him.  What was she doing to me back there?

Mabel stroked his cock.  Get hard for me, Stewart, she urged him.  Do you know what your urethra is, Stewart?

No, Mistress Mabel.  Her hand felt so good, in spite of the pain from his stretched balls, but even that was going away.  After being slapped with a ruler, this was nothing, though he feared that the way she had him stretched, she wasnt finished beating his balls.

Thats your piss hole in your cock.  Her fingernail scratched across the tiny hole and she was rewarded with a drop of milky cum.  Yes, there, you like that, I can tell.  Im going to probe your urethra.

Stewart didnt say anything; it wouldnt do any good.  As long as her fingers curled around his cock, he didnt care what she did.  She stretched his cock out while her fingers rubbed over the very tip and tickled along the thick ridge where he was so sensitive.  More drops of cum leaked out.  She picked up a metal rod, about six inches long, slim with a small round head on the end of it.  He looked down at her as her fingernail peeled back his piss hole and exposed it.  She took the head of the rod and pushed it into the opening.  The head was round and smooth, so it didnt hurt, but his body froze.

Mabel had lubricated all the urethra probes.  She held his hard cock still and began to push the tip into his urethra.  She had done this hundreds of times, careful to not to hurt him much, but it would become more intense as she used larger and harsher probes.  Hold still.

AAAAHHH!  It was intense when it began to enter his urethra.  It was nothing he ever felt before.  She stroked the shaft of his cock to keep him hard and she slowly inserted the metal rod into his cock.  He couldnt stop his ass hole from contracting and clenching, but Abagail kept his cheeks spread.  Mabel shoved almost two thirds of the probe inside his cock; his cock felt like it was a steel rod.

Mabel rubbed his cock from the top of the shaft and back down, more rigid now with the probe sticking out of it.  Ill keep your hard and she did.  Then she gripped the end of the probe and began to fuck his urethra with it.

AAAAHHHH!  It felt like she was stroking his cock, but from the inside.  He could feel the round ball rubbing him in a place he never expected to be touched.  He watched the probe go in and out.  Then he felt something different behind him.  Abagail kept his cheeks spread apart, but now a finger slid up and down his crack.  Each time it passed over his ass hole, it sent the tight muscle into spasms that coincided with the probe that stroked his cock from the inside.

Mabel pulled the probe out, but picked up a large one.  This one had two probes separated by a half-inch, a bit thicker than the other one, especially when there would be two entering him at once.  Stay hard, Stewart, Mabel stroked his cock again as she showed him the new probe.  A little bigger, Stewart, but you can take it.

It felt funny when it pulled out and his piss hole snapped shut, but Mabel was back with a larger one and he feared that it would hurt when it stretched him.  He didnt know if his piss hole would stretch or she would tear it.  The finger was back on his backside, but this time it ran over his ass hole.  It was cold and wet, something on her finger.  OOOOOHHHH!

Mabel ran the probe over his urethra, moving it back and forth until the hole began to blossom open by sheer force.  She twisted it until both probes began to stretch the tiny hole, a drop of white cum leaking out lubricating him more.  She began to push it in as he moaned loudly. 

It felt stranger, his piss hole spread wide until he thought it would tear.  That hurts, he moaned softly, quickly adding Mistress Mabel.

You can take it, she pushed harder and pushed two inches into his cock.  She stroked his cock and then pushed another two inches inside his cock.  She grabbed the end of the probe and began to turn it slowly, stretching him in all directions as he moaned softly.  She pushed until five inches was inside his cock and turned it so he would feel it all.

His cock hurt and felt good, Stewart wasnt sure which.  She kept him hard, but the probe made him feel like he needed to pee.  He struggled to keep from peeing, but that only made his muscles tighten.  The finger on his ass hole began to move, rubbing the cold, slick cream on the pulsating knot of his ass hole.  It felt strange to be touched in such a place, but between the probe in his cock and the finger on his ass hole, his body was on the edge. 

Mabel fucked his urethra with the double probe, twisting it as she plunged it in and out.  When she pulled it out, more leaking cum dripped out behind it.  This one will be intense, Mabel held up the brush.  It was a long as the other probes, but the small shaft was circled with thick bristles.  They would rub his urethra harshly.

No, please, not that.  It looked like it would hurt.  Then the finger on his ass hole became more insistent, pushing hard against his muscles, but the slick lubricant on her finger couldnt keep it out.  He suddenly jerked when the tip of her finger pushed into his rectum, stretching his ass hole. 

I told you not to move.  Abagail slapped his vulnerable balls with a sharp thud that rang out in the room, followed by Stewarts sharp shrill of pain.  His balls were stretched so taut and he couldnt move to escape the sharp slap.

His balls exploded in pain and when his body jerked back, it felt like he tore his ball sack.  Mabel still held his cock and he still had a finger in his ass, unable to stop anything they did to him.  Im sorry Mistress Abagail, I wont do it again.

Abagail ran her fingers over his balls, the skin drawn tight, his balls a deep red.  She began to squeeze them gently, but the way they were trapped, it was still painful.  Hold still, she urged him, another gentle squeeze and at the same time, she twisted her finger in his ass hole.  It was so hot and tight, his muscles squeezed her finger tightly.  She began to probe his rectum, pushing hard against the soft walls as she rimmed him with her finger.

It felt strange to have a finger in his ass hole, but with her other hand rubbing his balls he had no choice.  The fingers didnt hurt; they just felt strange inside his ass hole. 

Mabel went back to work on his cock.  With a couple of swipes with her hand up and down his cock, she got him harder so it would be easier to pierce his urethra.  She saw the fear in his eyes when she placed the brush against the small hole.

The bristles felt like pins when she pushed it on the top of his cock.  She rubbed it back and forth until his piss hole was forced open, then he felt her push harder, groaning from the pain.  The brushes felt bigger than the last twin probe and the bristles hurt as they scraped the soft opening.  While he had to contend with the brush slowly push into his piss hole, the finger in his ass moved deeper, probing the tight walls of his ass hole and stretching him in places that shouldnt be stretched like this.  He couldnt stop his anus from snapping shut on her finger, even as her knuckles stretched it wider and her finger plunged in deeper.  She kept her hand on his balls to control him and it worked.  Stewart fought to hold still while both of them entered him in places that he never expected. 

Abagail began to finger his ass vigorously, pulling her finger all the way out so he would have to relive the spreading of his tight anal ring once again.  She shoved hard until her knuckles beat against his stretched anus, twisting and turning her finger as her other hand squeezed his captured balls to keep him submissive.

The brush burned as it drove into his cock, Mabel twisting it with her fingers so that it rubbed harshly against his piss hole.  It felt like sandpaper.  At the same time, the finger in his ass became more insistent.  He cried out when a second finger joined the first, his anal ring stretched taut around the thick knuckles as they plunged into the depths of his bowels.  He couldnt understand why either of them did what they did to him, touching him in places that shouldnt be touched like that.  The brush was pushed in and out of his piss hole; his ass hole clenched and unclenched uncontrollably as it did, only making himself tighter back there.

Hes nice and tight back here; were going to have to stretch him.  Abagail didnt give him a chance; she put three fingers together and forcefully shoved them through his stretched anal ring.  Hold still, Stewart, tightening her fingers around one ball made his body freeze.  Take them deep.  She shoved three fingers in as far as she could then twisted them as she tried to separate them so they stretched the elastic walls of his intestines. 

Mabel gave him three quick jabs of the brush in his urethra; then she slowly pulled it out to let him savor the last of the pain.  In spite of all that she did, his cock remained hard and more cum leaked out.

Stewart finally felt some relief.   Mabel didnt shove anything else in his piss hole and Abagails fingers slowly pulled out of his ass hole though she reamed out the tight passage as she did it.  His anus quivered uncontrollably when the fingers deserted his backside, refusing to snap shut for long seconds.  The best part was when Abagail untied the rope that stretched his balls and took the rope off his nut sack.  His balls still ached, but at least they were free.



Chapter 5
A Surprise for Stewart

Would you like to cum again, Stewart?

Yes, yes, Mistress Mabel.  Please, make me cum.  For what they did to him, his cock was still hard and he ached to cum.

Of course, Stewart.  Well make you cum, both of us this time.

He watched as they put on black gloves, thin leather, but he feared them when he saw the palm and fingers of the gloves.  They were lined with shiny tacks; hundreds of them lined the palm and also the fingers.

Were going to do it with our gloves on.  You dont mind Stewart, do you?  After all, Im sure we can make you cum.

 No, Mistress Mabel.  He knew that he couldnt stop them.  He only hoped that he would be able to cum before she tore his cock with the tacks.  She touched his cock with her gloved hand and he was surprised that it didnt hurt.  She did it gently, cupping his cock shaft with one hand while she began to stroke the head with the other hand.  He couldnt have kept his cock from growing harder if he tried.  His cock sat gently on the tacks, but when her fingers started to rub the head with the tacks, it made his cock jerk up and down.  Each time it fell back down, it slapped harder against the tacks.  He felt sharp pain, but it didnt deter his lust.  The head of his cock was rubbed by the tacks and Mabel began to explore just beneath the thick ridge that surrounded it.  She pushed tacks into the soft underside until his cock was pierced, making it jerk up and back down to wait for her to do it again.  Then he felt Abagail behind him.  She reached between his legs and her fingers curled around his balls.  She sought out his elusive balls that hung in his sack and tried to escape, but she was determined and soon had them trapped in her grasp.  Her hand squeezed and he felt the tacks begin to puncture his ball sack.  She began to goose his balls, harder each time as his ball sack was riddled with puncture wounds.  It got worse; a finger rubbed across his ass hole, sharp tacks attacked his tender opening.  She pressed harder and his anal ring had no choice but to open up and take a tacked finger into his bowels.  The finger didnt stay still, moving in and out, as the tacks attacked his intestines from inside, scratching and tearing at the flesh.  All the while, his balls were subject to the intense squeezing until his stomach cramped.

Mabel began to stroke his cock with her tacked hand, watching the tacks tear at the soft flesh as they rubbed up and down the shaft.  She made sure that her fingers ran over the head, scratching the soft flesh and making his cock jump in the air.  With one hand she gripped the shaft and squeezed so tight that she could feel the tacks puncture the soft flesh of his cock.  She began to pump her hand up and down the shaft without letting it loose from the tacks.  Her other hand rubbed back and forth over the head and his piss hole, holding his cock up straight so he couldnt escape the sharp tacks.  In spite of his cries of pain, his cock leaked out his white creme.

It felt like everyplace between his legs were being torn up with tacks, but through it all he also felt four womens hands stroke and touch him so erotically.  The pain began to merge into pleasure as their hands drove his lust higher.  His balls were pumped until his cum threatened to break free.  Mabel drove tacks into the very tip of his cock just as her fingers tightened and stroked his shaft.  His balls were gripped so tight, trapped in the palm of her hand as the tacks plunged into his ball sack.  Even inside his ass hole was subject to the tacks, two fingers reaming him out.  He cried out, unable to hold it any longer. 

Mabel rubbed him harder but once he started to cum, no amount of pain could stop him.  Abagail abused his ass and balls while his white cum arched over two feet in front of him.  Mabel continued to pump his cock until she was sure he was drained.  Only then did she release it.  You came without permission again, Stewart.  Dont you ever learn?

He thought they were done with him, but he was mistaken.  Hed never seen anything like it when Abagail showed it to him.  She called it a butt plug and he knew exactly what she meant.  It almost looked like a babys pacifier, but much larger.  He couldnt do anything as Abagail lubed it up.  Mabel pulled his cheeks apart, but with his balls in her hand, he wouldnt move anyway.  Abagail took her time shoving it in his ass.  It stretched him much more than even her three fingers had done.  OOOOWWWW!  He cried out when it finally entered his ass, but then he felt his anal ring snap shut around the slim shaft, but inside his ass hole the thicker plug stretched him wide.  She tapped the plug hard, making it jerk inside his ass but when she pulled it, it refused to pop out.  Was it trapped in his ass?  Take it out, it burns!  His ass burned from inside, his muscles clenched uncontrollably, but nothing would make the pain go away.  It felt like they poured gasoline in his guts.

Its very hot sauce, Stewart.  Its to punish you for cumming the first time.  Dont worry; itll go away, though it will take an hour or so.  Mabel smiled at him, enjoying his pain.  Now lets work on your cock and balls again.

He couldnt do anything as the two women went to work torturing him.  Abagail pulled his balls behind him; this time she clamped two boards together with metal clamps that trapped his nut sack once again.  His balls were pushed to the end of his nut sack until they swelled up, unable to go any further in either direction.  Just the slightest touch made them ache.  Meanwhile, Mabels hand rubbed his cock and he fought to keep it from getting hard, but was unsuccessful.  She stroked it until it grew longer.  Next, they put clamps on his nipples.  They bit hard into his flesh, feeling sharp as they tugged them to make them hurt more.  She put heavy weights on the end of them to make his nipples bend and the clamps dug deeper into the flesh and punctured them with the sharp teeth.

Stewart panicked when he saw the other clamps in their hands.  They were huge, big black metal clamps with tight springs on them.  Abagail had two, Mabel had one and he knew where they were going.  The loudest scream came from his mouth as Abagail clamped each one of his balls and the sensitive balls were trapped in the tight vise.  The pain was excruciating but it got worse when Abagail tugged and yanked on them, the clamps refusing to release his precious balls, only growing tighter.  Through his tear stained eyes he saw Mabel grip his hard cock and snap the clamp on the head of his cock.  Her clamp had shiny metal teeth that dug into the soft flesh of the domed head of his cock, pinching it so tight that it compressed the head of his cock in spite of being hard.  She yanked on the clamp and stretched his cock until it wouldnt go any further, holding it there while she picked up another item.

It looked like two giant tweezers linked together with a bar.  When Mabel pushed down, the jaws opened up and Stewart could see the sharp teeth, each a half inch wide and pointed to a sharp tip.  It was about six inches long.  Mabel looked into his eyes as she opened it and poised it over the shaft of his cock.  One end went to the end of his shaft but the other end was fit to perfection, the teeth poised just beneath the head of his cock where they would find soft, tender flesh to dig into.  She let is snap shut and Stewart cried out, his body jerked, but he was afraid to move and tear off his balls and cock. 

He hurt everywhere, including in his burning ass, but they were just getting started.  They began to abuse him.  Abagail slapped the butt plug, making it move inside his bowels with painful regularity.  She tugged on the clamps hooked to his balls, but also twisted them, his stomach turned in pain.  Mabel wasnt to be denied.  She made the nipple clamps swing back and forth, as they tore his nipples, but then she started to turn the tweezers that was around his cock.  The sharp points ripped his flesh.  This time he felt no pleasure in it, only pain.  He cried and yelled, but they refused to stop, Abagail slapping his trapped balls when he yelled too loud.

Were not going to stop until you cum, Stewart.  Mabel began to pull the tweezers that trapped his cock, yanking it up and down, caressing his cock with the sharp points.  Abagail pulled the clamps off his balls, but her fingers rolled them in her hand, squeezing them when she wanted to get another squeal from him.

The pain was tormenting when she pulled the clamps off his nipples and the blood rushed painfully back to the tips.  His balls were still subject to her rough fondling, but anything was better than the clamps.  Mabel jerked off his cock with the cruel tweezers as he struggled to find any pleasure from it, knowing she wouldnt stop until he came.  She released the clamp on the head of his cock and moved the tweezers so that it ran over the head and scratched the soft flesh.  She jerked harder and he struggled.

It took fifteen minutes before he said it.  Can I cum, Mistress Mabel?

She waited a moment to tease him.  Yes, cum for me, Stewart.  She pulled the tweezers off his cock and used her hand to stroke him, wanting to feel the cum race through the shaft and out the head.  She knew that Abagail would continue to abuse his balls, even as he came.  She dug her nails in his cock as he cried out in pleasure, squirting more of his cum onto the floor.  Mabel heard the sharp slap of Abagails hand on his balls and soon more cum spilled out, but Stewart shrilled loudly in pain and pleasure.

It was hours before they were finished with him, or he thought they were.  He couldnt believe what they had done to his cock and balls.  He was made to lie on the floor, raising his ass up into the air.  They tied his cock and balls to a rope in the ceiling, keeping him suspended above the floor.  When he grew tired trying to keep that position, his cock and balls were yanked until they almost tore from his body.

Next, he was bent over a table, his cock and balls pulled and tied behind him, his legs bound and spread wide.  They worked him over with whips, his balls and cock took most of the abuse, but his ass hole was also beaten with a small bamboo cane.

Then, he was hung upside down, his legs spread wide.  Mabel jerked him off again but as soon as he spurted and drained his balls, Abagail went to work on smashing his balls with her hands for half an hour. 

They let him down, but encased his cock in a leather sleeve, but inside, it was lined with sharp tacks.  While he was flaccid, it didnt hurt, but Mabel didnt take long to get him hard again.  His cock had no place to go and the tacks pierced the flesh from the bottom of his shaft all the way to the head.  She wouldnt touch him for a few minutes until he grew flaccid, then her fingers would stroke him until he couldnt stop his cock from growing harder and the he felt the painful torture of the tacks on his cock.

 Finally, he was pushed face down on a hard wooden table, two holes in it, his cock pulled through one and his balls through the other until they hung beneath the table.  They tied rope around him and the table to keep him in place and spread his legs wide and bound them tight.  The hole that his balls were passed through began to close until his ball sack was pinched tight.  He knew his balls hung beneath the table, vulnerable to whatever they wanted to do.  He felt something tighten around his cock where it fit through the hole.

You dont want to move, no matter what.  Youll tear your balls off and the clamp that is around your cock shaft has metal spikes going the opposite direction.  If you try to withdraw your cock, it will render it a piece of useless flesh, the spikes sharp and unforgiving.  You dont want to move an inch if you want to survive.

Stewart didnt know what they would do to him, but he knew he wouldnt move an inch.  Then he felt something go over his head.  It covered his eyes, but left his mouth and nose uncovered.

Mabel opened the door for him.  She put her hand to her lips, not wanting him to say anything.  He walked into the room, a big man, over six feet and muscular.  She had picked him out specifically for this task.  She watched as he undressed and she was pleased when she saw his organ.  It was over ten inches long and he was partly flaccid.  His heavy balls hung between his muscular legs.  He took some lubricant and stroked his cock until it glistened, growing bigger as he did it.

Stewart heard movement in the room, but couldnt make out what it was or what they were doing, but he knew he wouldnt like it.  Abagail climbed beneath the table and she got into a good position.  She didnt tie his balls this time.  She would chase them with her hand.  Mabel would join her soon enough, as soon as she told Stewart what would happen to him.

The man climbed on the table and got between Stewarts legs.  He looked at his ass hole, slightly swollen and red from the ladies abuse, but it would get much more soon enough.  He supported his weight on his arms, at least for now, wanting Mabel to surprise him first.  He lowered himself until the head of his cock touched the crack of Stewarts ass.  He saw his body jerk from the first touch, but even when he rubbed his cock up and down his crack, he didnt make any other movements.  He had gotten use to the ladies fingering and stretching his ass.

Stewart was sure that Abagail was between his legs, feeling something cold and wet touch his anus.  He knew she would shove something up it, hoping it wasnt too big or painful.  He couldnt understand why they took such a fancy to his ass hole, but they did, abusing it painfully.  At least the burning from the butt plug was gone and forgotten.

The man aimed for his ass hole and held his cock around the shaft to keep the ten inches from bending until he could get half of it inside.  Then he would be free to ass fuck Stewart with ease.  He began to apply pressure as the swollen head of his slick cock began to stretch the boys tiny anal ring.  He let his weight sink lower, Stewarts anal ring stretched wide around the sloped head, but he still hadnt taken the widest girth yet.

Can you feel that, Stewart?

Yes, Mistress Mabel. 

Do you like it, Stewart?

If Mistress Abagail likes it, I do too.  He knew better by now.  He felt hands on his balls, squeezing them and twisting them.  Mabel stood next to him; that had to be Abagail beneath the table.  He was confused, what did he feel on his ass hole?

Mabel let him wait and ponder what was happening to him.  It took only a minute before he found out. 

Stewarts head rose up high and he wailed loudly as his ass hole was breached by something immense.  It was worse than the butt plug and it felt different.  It jerked and moved as if it was alive, sitting hard in his rectum as it quivered against the soft walls of his bowels.

Its big, isnt it, Stewart?  Thats a mans cock in your ass, Stewart.  A very big man.

No, NO, NOT that!  For the first time he was humiliated.  He could feel it move in his ass, realizing it was another mans cock.  It was alive and he knew it would go deeper.  Please, take it out, dont shame me.

Hes got over ten inches of cock and hes going to shove it all the way into your bowels.  Then hes going to fuck you like a girl.  Hell finish off in your ass, filling you with his hot cum.  Mabel left his side and went beneath the table to find his cock.  Abagail was already going to work on his balls, squeezing them until he had no choice but to jerk up.  When he did, he would tear at his balls, scratch his cock and shove the mans cock further up his own ass.  She began to stroke his dangling cock.  At first, it was limp and unresponsive, but as she heard Stewart cry out and whimper, she knew the man was beginning to fill his bowels with his cock. 

It was a shameful act they subjected him to.  The man pressed his cock deeper into his guts, past his rectum, to stretch the elastic walls of his intestines.  His anal ring stretched tight around the shaft as it slowly passed through, feeling the bumps and ridges of the thick veins.  Stewart couldnt stop his cock from getting hard; Mabel was an expert at stroking him while Abagail milked his balls.  No more, it hurts, he cried out, but then he felt the heavy body settle onto his back, the unmistakable feel of wiry hairs sticking into his back.  He felt the cock begin to withdraw, sucking his guts out with it, but then he shoved back in again, harder and deeper until he drew another shrill cry from Stewarts mouth. 

It was like milking a cow; Mabel tugged and pulled on his cock as it stretched.  She knew when she pulled too hard and then released it, it would push back up and the spikes would render the flesh, but she cared little.  Mabel and Abagail loved the sound of Stewart being sodomized by a very big mans cock.

It took almost five minutes before he was fully inside Stewarts intestines.  Each time Stewart thought it was all the way in, another inch of cock drove into his guts.  His insides cramped around the thick cock that stretched him wider than he ever was and it was only beginning.  He felt the cock jerk around in the darkest depths of his bowels.  He felt full.  The women kept abusing his cock and balls but that was of little concern when the man started to fuck him in the ass, shaming him with this unnatural act.  It felt like his guts were sucked out when his cock retreated, pulling at his anal ring until he thought it would pull free, but he suddenly changed direction and fully impaled Stewart with ten inches of thick cock in one thrust that took his breath away and a scream refused to come out of his mouth.  The cock began to fuck him hard and deep with each thrust.  His insides were stretched by the thick cock, filling him completely.  Stuart felt the cock jerk and shudder as he was sodomized.  Stuart cried, begged and sobbed, but the man continued to beat his cock up and down his ass hole with such force.

The man loved the feel of the young boys guts around his cock, told by the women that Stewart was an ass virgin and from his tightness, he knew it was true.  His guts were a hot, tight blanket that caressed his cock, his muscles rippled along his shaft as he began to fuck him hard and deep.  The boy whimpered and cried beneath him, but all he felt was the pleasure that the boys body gave him.

The man was relentless, fucking him for so long without cumming.  His cock felt like a spear driving into some deep place in his body where nothing should go.  His balls and cock were rubbed, squeezed and slapped and Stewart couldnt will his erection to go away, not even through the shame and pain of the ass fucking.  Finally, Stewart knew the man would cum.  It would shame Stewart to have a man shoot his hot cum inside his ass, but at least it would end his misery.  His ass hole felt rubbed raw as the man tore his cock up and down his backside.

Abagail used her sharp fingernails on his swollen balls as Mabel rubbed and stroked Stewarts cock.  Cum for me, Stewart, or hell fuck your ass again after he cums, she warned him.

The man on top of Stewart shoved with his hips to bury his cock deep in the boys ass hole.  When he felt Stewart begin to cum, he couldnt hold out any longer.  He began to jet inside his ass hole and then he felt the boys muscles squeeze his cock lovingly as if to milk another load of cum into his ass.  He obliged him, jetting again and again, four times, while the boys ass muscles milked the cum from his balls.  He continued to fuck his ass hole even as he spewed his cum.

The women beneath the table made him cum just as the man did.  Stewart sobbed in shame as the hot cum jetted into his ass hole.  His muscles were uncontrollable, clenching on the cock in his ass as if he enjoyed this shameful act.  Stewart could smell cum fill the room.  When the man was finished, his cock pulling out hurt as much as when it first went in.  He felt relief when it finally pulled out, but then Stewart felt the humiliation as cum leaked out his abused ass hole.

Mabel and Abagail gathered up their things and left as soon as the man dressed and went out the door. 

Sally was waiting for them to leave.  She went in and untied Stewart and she could see the white cum leak from his ass hole.  When he was finally able to stand, she saw that his balls were red and scratched, his cock twisted and covered with scratches.  The women had enjoyed themselves with his body.  You did well, Stewart.  Youll fit in fine here.  Did he make you suck his cock, Stewart?

No, Maam.

Then you have something to look forward to.  I bet youd like to be on your hands and knees while a man takes you in your mouth and another in your ass.  She slapped his ass.  Youll do fine here, Stewart.

