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Training***An attractive but frigid young woman kicks her husband out of the house. She is
soon a victim of the same young black man that is abusing her teenage daughter.This is a
very rough story, not for the feint of heart.(Mdom+/Ff, nc, intr, rough, b**st, s&m, bd,
ws)***I was sitting in my dark living room sipping on a mixeddrink and fuming. It was nearly
midnight. Because myfifteen year old daughter had been caught sneaking outin the past I
had checked her room before I went to bedand found that she was out again. Now I was
sitting inthe dark and staring at the clock on the VCR andwaiting for her to come home so
that I could kill her.Well, not really. But I was furious and she was goingto know it.In the last
year it seemed like my entire life was justgoing to hell. My husband and I had split up. Well,
Ikicked him out. All we ever did was fight anymore. Wefought about everything. We fought
about money and sexand the best way to raise our teenage daughter. Wefought about the
house and the cars and the bills andmy shopping habits. But mostly we fought about
sex.Towards the end neither one of us seemed to have acivil word for the other.I would like
to be able to say that our problemswereentirely my husband's fault. That would not
beaccurate. I realized even while it was happening thatit was mostly my fault. Not entirely.
But mostly.I can't tell you why I made no effort to even meet himhalf way. It isn't that I
didn't love him anymore.Istill love him and I think that he still loves me. Wejust couldn't stay
in the same house any longer.I have to admit that I have nearly spent us into thepoorhouse.
I must be one of those compulsiveshoppers.I spent more money than we had every month
and the moremy husband yelled at me about it the more I spent.As for the sex, I have never
been very fond of sex. Italways seemed so dirty, so demeaning. In the beginningI kept my
feelings to myself and did what I could tomake it pleasurable for my husband. But soon after
ourdaughter was born I lost all interest and it becamemore difficult to allow myself to be
used that way. Andlong before our relationship had devolved into a goodimitation of the
warm up to a bout of professionalwrestling I had become untouchable. I have to
admitthough that once the sex stopped altogether it was arelief for me. I miss having a man
around sometimes. Imiss being held and having someone to cuddle up to. ButI don't miss
the sex.After a particularly loud and mean spirited argumentone evening I insisted that my
husband leave and notcome back. The second thoughts didn't start until hehad been gone
for a few days.We both have lawyers now. We are going through whatthey call a trial
separation. Our daughter is stayingwith me but she blames me for the breakup. We are
onlyjust barely able to be in the same room long enough toeat dinner.Lori is two months
away from turning sixteen. She is abeautiful girl in the body of a beautiful young woman.She
is intelligent but far too headstrong. Herresentment since I threw her dad out has begun
tofester into open hostility. That hostility has lead tofights that are reminiscent of the
arguments that I washaving with her father before he left. She has becomeall but
unmanageable. She has started to dress like aslut and on several occasions I have caught
hersneaking back into the house after midnight. IfIdidn't need the c***d support money that
I'm gettingfrom her father I'd send her off to live with him.Unfortunately my job doesn't pay
well enough to supportmy shopping habits without the extra money I get fromhim.I am only
thirty-two and I'm not ready to let myselfgo. I have a great figure and it is important to
methat I dress well and that my wardrobe is stylish andcurrent. My job as a secretary isn't
 the mostsatisfying or high paying job but it was the best thatI could do when I started
working after Lori enteredthe fourth grade. Since I didn't finished high schooland I had never
worked before I was pretty darned luckyto get that job.I finally heard a noise at the front
door and I heardmy daughter sneaking in. I was all ready to startyelling at Lori. I didn't know
what else I could do topunish her. She was already grounded but sheignoredthat. I had
taken away her cell phone but she boughtanother with her own money. I have no idea
where shegot the money.I waited for Lori to come in so I could let her have itbut she didn't. I
heard noises from just inside thefront door and I realized that she was with a boy andthat
they were making out by the door.I lost it. I stormed through the living room and intothe
foyer and when I saw the boy she was withI startedscreaming at them. Boy! Young man was
more like it. Helooked like he must surely be in his twenties. Itwashard to tell though. I'm
not that familiar with blackpeople. It was hard for me to judge.This young black man had his
arms around my fifteenyear old daughter! His hands were on her backside andthey were
kissing, if you can call it that. It lookedlike they were trying to swallow each other! It was
themost disgusting thing that I had ever seen.I shrieked at them. I grabbed Lori's arm and
jerked heraway from that a****l and when he turned to face me Islapped him as hard as I
could.I screamed at him to leave my house immediately anddemanded that he never speak
to my daughteragain.He stood there rubbing his cheek with his hand. He wasglowering at
me and towering over me. I suddenly wasstruck by just how large he was. He was at least
sixfeet tall, probably a couple inches taller than that.He must have weighed well over two
hundred pounds andthere did not appear to be an ounce of fat on him. Hewas wearing a
dark t-shirt and his muscles stuck outall over the place. His arms were huge.Still, despite his
rather amazing physique and hisadvanced age relative to my daughter, I was not yetaware
of the peril I was in. I was in my house and hewas the young man sneaking my daughter
home atmidnight. I was the mother and I was in charge. Itwasn't until I saw the look in his
eyes that I startedto feel uncomfortable.He dropped his hand from his cheek and I sawthe
furyin his face and I realized at last that I was not incontrol here. I tried to bluff. I yelled at
him to getout before I called the police. When this threatelicited nothing but a sneer from
him I knew that I wasin trouble.I was just about to yell at him again, to demand thathe leave.
Before I could open my mouth Lori pulled herarm out of my grip and in a disturbingly quiet,
calm,somewhat mocking voice she said, "Mother, I would likeyou to meet Kevin. He is my
boyfriend. I guessyouprobably got that impression when you saw us."Kevin and I were
staring at each other in a battle ofwills that I was starting to feel myself losing. Westared at
each other in silence for what seemed like aneternity before he said, "I am going to
overlookwhatyou just did because I realize that you don't know anybetter. But you are going
to experience a lot of painif you are not a fast learner bitch. You don't ever hitme. You don't
hit any man. You don't every raise yourvoice to me. You do not raise your voice to
anyman.Your daughter was right. You need to learn your placein the world just like she did."I
gasped loudly and exploded, "BITCH! Don't you darecome into my house and call me a
name. Howdare you!Get out! Get out this moment!"The next thing I knew I was sitting on
the floorholding my face and gasping for breath. He had hit me!No one had ever hit me
before. Never! Not once inthirty-two years had anyone ever raised a hand to me. Iwas too
shocked to even cry!I sprang to my feet with the idea of attacking him andscratching his eyes
out but somehow I found myself backon the floor rubbing my other cheek. I never even
sawhim move his arm!I screamed and jumped up again and the next thing thatI knew he had
 my arm twisted up behind my back and hewas holding a handful of my hair and I was
powerless.Kevin slowly lifted my arm higher behind my back untilI stopped struggling. I
started to scream at him torelease me but as soon as the first syllable leftmylips he lifted my
arm even further and my scream turnedinto a cry of pain.When I was finally subdued he
pulled me close andcalmly said, "You were warned bitch. Now you are goingto have to be
punished."He turned to Lori and said, "I need some rope. Do youhave any?"Lori, as calm as
can be, replied, "I think there issome in the garage. I'll get it."As she turned away I called out,
"Lori! What..."That was as far as I got before Kevin lifted my arm andcut me off. He leaned
forward and with his lipsrightat my ear he said, "Hush bitch. You are finally goingto learn
your place. It is a shame that people havespoiled you this way. You are such a pretty bitch."I
stood there, helpless and in shock as his lips movedlightly over my neck which had been
exposed by his firmgrip on my long, blonde hair. I started crying quietlybut I think that I was
crying more from the frustrationI felt at being so totally helpless than anything else.I wanted
to scream at him to take his hands off of me,to take his lips off of me. The nerve of this
youngman! But until he turned me loose I didn't dare make asound.I was feeling so violated.
I was violated by his verypresence in my home. But now, to be held helpless whilehe
!**** brazenly kissed my neck! My god! This verged onbeing

As soon as the word flashed through my mind Ishuddered. Surely he wouldn't! My !****
daughter was here. Hewas her boyfriend. No. He wouldn't try that.As if he was reading my
mind the hand that was holdingmy hair in its firm grip suddenly released me. Kevinstill had
my arm twisted up behind my back and I couldnot move. But his free hand now came to rest
on myshoulder before sliding down to cup my breast.I struggled for only a second before the
increasingpressure on my arm forced me to stand still asthisyoung black man who had come
into my homeandeffortlessly overpowered me gently but boldly began tocaress my breast
through my blouse and bra.I moaned as the horror of the situation I was infinally began to
sink into my brain. I don't know ifKevin mistook my moan for something that it wasn't orif he
was just being facetious when he leaned his headdown and whispered, "Be patient you
sweet little bitch.First I have to punish you. Then will come thepleasure."I shook my head
violently and in not much more than aloud whisper I said, "No! No you can't!"In response his
tongue came out and lapped at my cheeklike a dog might. Then he chuckled and said,"You
willlearn bitch. Soon you will learn not to say no. You donot ever say no. Not to me, not to
any man. I'mgoingto teach you. I suspect that it will be a painfullesson for you. But you will
learn. Your daughter haslearned. She is much happier now. You will be muchhappier once
you have learned your place."Lori came back into the foyer with her hands full ofrope. She
saw her boyfriend's hand on my breast andsmiled. I knew that she resented me but how
could shecountenance this?! Her boyfriend was going topunish meand then **** me! Surely
she didn't approve!Kevin guided me into the living room and ordered Lorito turn the lights
on. Once the lights had been turnedon he looked around but apparently he wasn't
satisfiedwith what he saw. He took a piece of rope from Lori andtied my arms behind my
back. He looped it up around myneck before he tied it off so that I had to hold myarms up
behind my back at an unnatural anduncomfortable angle to keep from choking myself.He
tied that rope off and then tied my ankles together.He stood up when my ankles were
secure and said, "Iwant you to wait right there bitch. Don't move, don'tspeak."He turned
and headed for the garage. I was tooterrified to just stand there. I had begun to realizethat I
 was in no position to make demands. I was forcedto plead.I pleaded with Kevin to let me go.
Or at least I tried.I started to. As soon as I opened my mouth he turnedaround and scowled
fiercely. He stepped back over towhere I stood helplessly bound in the middle of theroom
and as if he were speaking to a misbehaving c***dhe said, "You just don't listen very well do
you bitch?Did you not hear me just now? Did you not hear me say'don't speak'? You may be
more difficult to train thanI thought."He turned to Lori then and said, "Give me
yourunderwear."I watched in dismay as Lori reached under herskirt andpulled her panties
down. She handed them to Kevin. Hewadded them up and turned back to me and said,
"Openyour mouth bitch."I stared at him aghast. It was obvious what he planned.There was
no way that I could allow him to putmydaughter's soiled underwear in my mouth. I
justcouldn't!He shook his head and grabbed a handful of my hairagain. He twisted and
pulled on my hair and when Iscreamed in pain he shoved my daughter's panties intomy
mouth. I heard her giggle as she watched him tormentme and that made my despair at this
horrible situationjust that much deeper.I struggled to push the panties out of my mouth with
mytongue and when I did I made another horriblediscovery. My daughter had had sex
tonight! This manhad had intercourse with my young daughter! Theevidence was now
resting on my tongue. As soon as Irealized it I began to gag and when I did Kevin slappedme
again.I looked up at him and he brought his face right downto mine. He smiled and said, "If
you throw up you mightdrown. I would be sorry if that happened. I am reallylooking forward
to training you. So please controlyourself bitch."I managed to control the urge to vomit. It
wasdifficult. But I didn't want to drown in my own vomit.As Kevin turned and walked away I
looked at Lori. Ipleaded with my eyes. I knew we had our problems. Buthow could she allow
anyone to treat her mother thisway?!Lori smiled sweetly and moved closer to me. She
leanedforward and kissed my cheek and said, "Don't worrymother. Once you are trained you
will be so muchhappier. You just need to learn how to please a man.Kevin is going to make
your life so much easier. Andwait until you see his big, beautiful cock. You'regoing to love it.
And not just him mother, he has a lotof friends with big, black cocks. Once you have
beentrained you are going to be so much happier. You'llhave something to occupy your time
besides spendingdaddy into bankruptcy. Sex is a lot more fun thanshopping mom. You'll
see."I shuddered in revulsion. I couldn't believe thatthisgirl was my daughter. I didn't know
her at all! Shewasn't just allowing her boyfriend to torture and ****her mother. She was
taking pleasure from it!Kevin came back from the garage and climbedup onto thecoffee
table. I watched as he tapped on the ceilinglooking for a beam. When the sound told him
that he hadlocated a beam he screwed a large hook into theceiling. When it was firmly in
place he climbed downand moved the coffee table out of the way. He pulled mecloser and
when I was standing under the hook hebraided a length of rope into my hair and looped
itthrough the hook in the ceiling. He pulled it taut andtied it off with no slack at all. The
slightestmovement pulled painfully at my hair.When he was satisfied he untied my ankles
and steppedback to examine me. He seemed pleased with hishandiwork, judging by the
smile on his face. He steppedcloser once more and said, "Now to get you ready."He reached
out and began to shred my clothing with hisbare hands. He gripped the front of my blouse
and toreit apart. Buttons flew all over the room. The v******eof his actions only added to
my steadily buildingterror. He pushed my blouse down my arms and allowed itto d**** over
the ropes that secured my wrists.Hislarge hand came up and reached between my breasts.
Isaw his muscles bulge as he jerked on my bra.The painin my shoulders and back before the
surprisingly stronggarment let go caused me to cry out into the nylonpanties still stuffed into
my mouth. But this strongyoung man would not be denied and in seconds my bra
washanging at my waist and my breasts were exposed.I had always been very self-conscious
about my body,especially my small breasts. Well, they weren'tthatsmall now. Until I became
pregnant I was just barely aB cup. After Lori was born they had grown to aC cup.They had
gotten slightly smaller when my body recoveredfrom c***dbirth but not much and I was
happier withthem now. But I was not in the habit of showing themaround. The only people
who had seen my breasts were myhusband and my OB\GYN. The only two places that I
wasever nude were in the bathroom and the bedroom, and notthat often in the bedroom. I
had never really been thatcomfortable with my husband seeing me undressed.
Hecomplained about it at first but that was the way thatI was raised. There was nothing
wrong with beingproper.Now this...this r****t that my daughter was dating wastearing my
clothes off and I could do nothing but allowit. I had never been so humiliated in my life!Kevin
stood back and examined my breasts and smiled. Hewas obviously pleased. He turned to
Lori and said, "Goout to my car and get my camera out of the trunk. Iwant some pictures of
this."Lori spun around and hurried from the room as herboyfriend reached out and cupped
my breasts in hishands. His hands seemed huge as they enveloped mybreasts. He leaned
down and one at a time he took eachof my nipples into his mouth and teased them with
histongue. I felt them react to his touch and it made mefurious that my body would betray
me that way. I wanteddesperately to pull away from him but every move I madepulled
painfully at my hair. Finally I just closedmyeyes and tried to control the terror that was
buildingup inside of me.I was going to be ****d. I had always been verycarefuland I had
been reasonably certain that I wouldneverfall victim to this particularly heinous crime. I
hadalways been convinced that most of those women who were****d were at least in part
responsible for their ownfate. They had undoubtedly dressed inappropriately andplaced
themselves in a dangerous situation. I nevermade those mistakes. Now I was going to
be****d in myown home and my daughter was an accomplice! It was justtoo horrible to
contemplate.I heard my daughter come back in and as her vileboyfriend continued suckling
on my breasts she began tomove around us taking pictures. After she had taken adozen
pictures he stepped back and took the camera fromher. He took several pictures of my
naked breasts andthen he ordered her to finish undressing me.I could only groan in
helplessness as I felt Lorimoveup behind me and unfasten my skirt. Kevin continuedtaking
pictures as my daughter removed my skirt. Helaughed when my skirt was around my ankles
and made funof my "granny panties" as Lori hooked her thumbs in thewaistband and slowly
slid them off of me.Kevin took more pictures as Lori slid my panties down.When I was naked
he lowered the camera and they stoodtogether and made fun of my full bush of pubic hair.
Hestepped closer and grabbed a handful of my pubic hairand as he pulled painfully he
chuckled and asked, "Damnbitch! Don't you ever trim this shit?!"I just stood there crying.
What else could I do?Kevin took a knife out of his pocket and ordered Lorito finish removing
my blouse and my bra. When they weregone he took a few more pictures and then he
handed thecamera back to Lori and said, "I'm going to punish hernow. I wish I had brought
my movie camera."Lori volunteered, "We have one. Do you want me to getit?"Kevin nodded
and asked, "Do you have a tripod?"Lori nodded and ran out of the room.While she was gone
her boyfriend began exploring mybody with his large hands. I felt so dirty as he slidhis
fingers through my exposed pubic region and thenwent behind me and explored the area
 between mybuttocks that had never been touched by a man. Hislarge finger pressed against
my anus and he said, "Idon't even have to ask. I know there has never been acock in here. I
bet you've never sucked a cock either,have you bitch? The amount of cherries I'm getting
fromyou and your daughter are really starting to add up. Ipopped her cherry pussy and her
cherry ass and hercherry mouth. Now I'm going to pop your cherry ass andyour cherry
mouth. And I bet your cunt is so tight it'sjust like a cherry. A bitch as uptight as you are
hasnever been broken in right. But don't worry bitch. Bythe time I invite my friends over to
fuck you, you aregoing to fuck and suck like a pro."My mind was reeling. What kind of
monster was thisman?! How did my daughter fall into his clutches?! Howlong has he been
m*****ing her?Kevin's fingers moved out from between my buttocks andcaressed them
before he moved back around and cupped mypubic mound. He smiled and said, "Before I
fuck youthat hair is going to have to go bitch. You look like afucking sheep!"I felt his fingers
moving and one of them began topenetrate me. I was completely dry of course and Igrunted
in pain as his large finger was forced into myvagina. Relief washed over me as he pulled his
fingerout of me. He looked at me and through my tears I couldsee the disgust on his face. He
stared me rightin theeye as he put his finger in his mouth and wet itandthen slowly returned
it to my vagina.It made me furious that I couldn't even shake my head.I was totally helpless
as he slowly teased my labia andthen I felt his finger move inside of me. His fingerwas nearly
as large as my husband's penis and as thatrealization came over me I suddenly remembered
thatstereotype about black men and wondered if itwas true.I had never been very
comfortable with my husband'sfive inch penis. It was the only one that I have everseen but I
had heard about black men and now that itappeared that I was going to be ****d by one I
.wasconcerned

Her boyfriend was still working his finger into me whenLori returned with the camera and
tripod. She smiled asif she was amused at what this vile young man was doingto me and
asked him where he wanted the camera.She set it up nearby and started it and then, while
shecame closer and began taking pictures with Kevin'sdigital still camera he pulled his large
leather beltoff and wrapped the buckle end around his hand a fewtimes.Despite the pain in
my scalp I shook my head violentlyand twisted around, trying to pull my hair free of therope
that held me in place. I managed only to amuse mytormentors. I caused myself more pain
and morehumiliation when my breasts began bouncing around as ifto amuse them.Kevin
moved out of sight behind me and after a shortpause I heard his belt swish through the air
and I feltan explosion of pain on my butt. I screamed into my gagand tried desperately to
think of some way to make himunderstand that this was wrong, that he couldn't dothis to
me.Seconds later there was that noise again and again Ifelt the horrible pain as his belt came
in contact withmy tender flesh. I screamed once more into the gag andstruggled to stay in
place. My body's natural desire toavoid this horrible pain caused me to move away fromthe
only place that I could stand without pulling atthe hair on my head. Every time he struck me
with thatthing I jumped and nearly fell as the rope pulled meback into place.The first half
dozen lashes struck on my buttocks. Thenhe began to work the belt down my legs. Whenhe
hadfinished covering my legs in welts he moved up andtried to whip my back. Because of the
way my arms wererestrained behind me he wasn't able to whip my backvery well. So he
moved around in front of me.When I realized that he was going to continue whippingme I
nearly passed out from the terror. I was cryinghysterically now. The pain was
 unimaginable,unbearable. I would have done anything at thispoint tomake it stop. I would
even have allowed him to**** me.But he wasn't finished. Through my tears I watched
hisarm go back and I saw the violent stroke coming as hebrought the belt down on my
breasts. I think that atthat moment I did pass out, if only for a second. Thepain in my scalp
when my legs went out from under mewas like a bucket of cold water bringing me
quicklyback to awareness.I tried closing my eyes but I couldn't. I had to watch.I had to know
when the pain was going to come. His armwent back again and again. And again and again
the painwashed over me as that heavy piece of leatherbeatviolently against my breasts and
my stomach and down mybelly to my upper thighs. I have no idea how long itlasted or how
many times he struck me. It seemed to goon for hours. I know that it didn't. But it seemed
likeit.He finally dropped his arm to his side and stood infront of me looking me over. When I
had calmed down alittle, when my crying had become a little lesshysterical, he put his finger
under my chin and liftedmy head. He looked me in the eye and asked,"If Iremove that gag
now and untie your arms will you standstill and remain quiet?"I nodded my head as much as
I was able to.He smiled and said, "If you disobey me it startsagain."I nodded again and he
reached between my lips andpulled my daughter's soiled underwear out of my mouth.I
gasped for air and tried desperately to get moisturein my mouth but I uttered not a
sound.He stared at me for a few moments before he movedbehind me and untied my wrists.
The pain in my wristsand shoulders and the chafing from the rope that wentaround my neck
were finally gone and I sighedinrelief.Kevin moved back in front of me and in the voice
aparent might use on a recalcitrant c***d he said, "Itook it easy on you because you've
never beenproperlytrained and didn't realize the rules. If I have topunish you again it will be
much worse. But I won'thave to punish you again. Will I?"I groaned in pain and breathlessly
answered,"No! Ohgod no! Please. I'll be good. Don't punish me again.Please."Kevin smiled
and said, "Sir. You must always address meas sir. Me, my friends, men on the street,
everymaleis sir to you. Don't forget."I quickly answered, "No sir. I won't forget. I
promisesir."I was still restrained. My hair was still tied to therope that went up to the hook
in the ceiling. But evenif that rope had been removed I was far too terrifiedto do anything
but obey. I wasn't thinking of thehorrible fate that awaited me. I was only grateful thatthe
whipping had stopped. I hated myself for it, but Irealized that I would do anything to avoid
being struckby that belt again.I tried not to think about what "anything" meant. Kevinhad
already been quite clear about that. But I didn'twant to think about it. I just knew that I
couldn'ttake that whipping again. I had never been struckbefore and I would do anything to
avoid being struckagain.Kevin instructed Lori to go and get everything that Iwould need to
shave my pubic area. While shewas doingthat Kevin examined my bruised body with his
fingers.As his fingers grazed lightly over my abused flesh hesaid, "So, you have learned your
lesson after only onepunishment session?"I quickly responded, "Yes sir! I promise!"He
chuckled and asked, "You are going to try to tell methat in only fifteen minutes you have
become acompletely changed woman. You have seen the error ofyour ways and I will never
have to punish you again?"I immediately swore that I had changed.He cupped my red, sore
breast in his large hand andsaid, "I have never seen a bitch as fucked up inthehead as you
were that could change after just onewhipping. I suspect we'll be doing that again
beforevery long. That's alright bitch, don't bother to argue.I'm sure you have good
intentions. But it won't be longbefore I have to whip you again. And remember what Isaid, I
took it easy on you this time because youdidn't know any better. I might be wrong though.
 Yourlittle girl was a fast learner. Maybe you are too.We'll see."I tried to force that image out
of my mind as his handmauled my breasts. He ran his hands over my stomach andthen back
up and said, "I have to give you creditbitch. For an old broad you are in pretty damned
goodshape. Lori said you have a swimming pool out back.Don't you ever go outside? You
have the whitest skin Iever saw."I winced as his hand moved over the red stripes on
mystomach. I answered, "I go out sometimes, in themorning and evening. I always use lots
of sun blockthough. I try to take care of myself."Lori finally came back into the room and set
everythingdown on the coffee table. Kevin freed my hair from therope but left the rope
hanging from the hook. I assumedthat its presence would be a constant reminder, as ifone
were needed. He sat down on the couch and told Lorito get the movie camera off of the
tripod and record myfirst pubic shave.When Lori had the camera ready Kevin instructed me
topull the coffee table over in front of him and spreadthe towel out and sit down where he
could see what Iwas doing. While I was doing that Lori moved aroundbehind Kevin and
recorded everything on the disk.I pulled the table around and spread the towel out andsat
down. I spread my legs and tried not to think aboutthe two of them watching and the
camera catching myevery move. I picked up the scissors and after a pauseto look at my pubic
hair for the last time I startedcarefully snipping it off.I am a natural blonde and although I
had a lot of pubichair it was light colored, almost red, and the hair wasvery fine. I hated
cutting it off because I had heardthat if you shave it off it was much more coarse whenit
.returned. But I was certainly not going to sayno to Kevin

I trimmed until there was only stubble remaining. I hadto pick up the pile of hair I had cut off
and move itout of my way before I continued. I moistened theentire area with the damp
cloth and then I spread alayer of shaving foam all around and let it sit for amoment.I could
feel their eyes on me as I picked up thesafetyrazor and began to shave. It was so humiliating.
Butafter everything else that had happened since I caughtthese two in my foyer this evening,
and everything elsethat was to come, this was only a minor humiliation. Iknew there was far
worse to come.I shaved all of the stubble off and Kevin made mespread more foam on my
mound. He ordered me to spreadmy legs even farther apart and place my heelson theedge
of the coffee table. I sat there, splayed wide,and he took the camera back from Lori and said,
"Okaygirl, you get down there and go back over it. Make sureshe didn't miss anything."I
watched in shock as Lori came around and knelt to theside so that Kevin could watch as she
shaved my moundfor the amusement of her boyfriend and whoever he mightshow that
movie to.When Lori had finished she used the damp cloth to wipeme off and then Kevin
ordered me to lie back and liftmy legs and spread them. It didn't even occur to me torefuse.
Nor did I consider refusing when he said, "Okaybitch. Spread those cheeks so she can make
sure youaren't hiding any hair around your tight littleasshole. I like my virgins hairless."I had
avoided looking at my daughters face but now Iglanced at her and it broke my heart to see
nothing butamusement as I reached down and spread mybuttocks openso that she could
inspect my nether regions for herboyfriend. What could he have done to her to make herlike
this?! Or could it really have been me?Lori inspected my...that area for stray hairs and aftera
moment Kevin asked, "Well, did you find any?"Lori answered, "A few. Do you want me to
shave herthere?"He replied, "No. We don't want any stubble there. Pullthem out."Lori got
up and came back with a pair of tweezers andwith apparent glee she pulled a half a dozen
hairs fromback there. She ran her hand through the space betweenmy buttocks and
pronounced me hairless.Kevin then permitted me to sit up. He ordered Lori toclean away the
shaving supplies and I stood up to foldthe towel up and hand it to her. She returned a
momentlater and Kevin ordered her to undress.Lori didn't even hesitate. Neither did she
seem theleast bit ill at ease as she quickly stripped off heronly two garments, a t-shirt and a
miniskirt. Icouldn't help noticing her perfect little body. Thelast time I had seen her less than
fully dressedwaswhen I helped her buy a training bra when she waseleven. I had noticed her
growing up of course.Butstill, it was a shock to see her naked and mature body,especially
under these circumstances.Once Lori had undressed he ordered her to stand besideme. He
looked at our naked bodies and smiledand said,"Damn! You two could be fucking sisters!
Lori, how comeyou didn't tell me your mother was such a hot bitch?"Lori shrugged and said,
"I've never seen her nakedbefore. Besides, she's such a frigid bitch it justnever occurred to
me. She doesn't turn me on. I had noidea you'd want to fuck her skanky ass. She drove
myfather away and he is the nicest guy in the world. Ifigured no guy would want anything to
do with her."Kevin shook his head and responded, "That was yourfather's problem you
stupid cunt. He didn't know how totreat her. He let the bitch get away with thinking shewas
too fucking good for him. She has a hot little bod.She just needs a strong man to train her.
You justwait. When I'm through straightening this bitchoutshe'll be the perfect wife for your
old man."Kevin put down the movie camera and picked up thedigital and took a dozen
pictures of Lori and mestanding side by side. He made us turn aroundslowlyand took
pictures until we faced him again. Hesmiledand said, "The guys are gonna get a kick out
ofthese.They're gonna love you, bitch."I tried not to think about the meaning of that.Kevin
stood up then and stood in front of me. Ikept myeyes down. I was too scared to look him in
the face.He waited for a moment and when I didn't lookup hesaid, "Look at me bitch."I
cringed as if he had struck me but I looked upandstruggled to look him in the eye. He
grinned at me andasked, "Remember what you said bitch?"I wasn't sure what he was
referring to. He saw theconfusion in my eyes and he said, "Did you forgetalready? You said
that you will be good now. Youpromised that I wouldn't have to punish you again. Youtold
me that you had learned your lesson."A shiver ran through my body as he
mentionedpunishment. I responded quickly, "No sir. I haven'tforgotten. I'll be good. I
promise sir."His grin grew wider and I knew that he didn't believethat I would keep my word.
I knew that what was aboutto happen to me would be very difficult for me to dealwith. But
my entire body was still burning fromthathorrible whipping and I had no intention of giving
himany reason to do that again, that and worse.He just said, with a great deal of
skepticism,"We'llsee. I'm going to ask you some questions now.If Icatch you in a lie..."He
didn't finish his sentence. He simply reached outand traced one of the whip marks on my
chest. That wasall the threat that was necessary. He knew it too. Hesaw it in my eyes."First
question," he said. "How many men havefuckedyou?"I was proud of the fact that I had been
a virgin when Imarried and that I had never cheated on my husband. ButI hated answering
these personal questions from astranger, especially in front of my daughter. I wascowed
though. I didn't even think of not answering.I tried to look back down at the floor. It was
hardenough to answer these kinds of questions withouthaving to look this strong, violent
young man in theeye. He would allow me not even that amount of privacythough. He lifted
my chin back up and said,"Don't lookaway bitch."I sighed and answered quietly, "One sir. I
have onlyhad sex with one man, my husband."He laughed and said, "That isn't what I asked
youbitch. I asked you how many men have fucked you. Tryagain."I felt myself turning even
 redder. I had never usedthat word in my life. I glanced at Lori. She laughedand said, "Fuck
mom. The word is fuck. That's what youcall it when dad put his cock in your cunt. He
fuckedyou. Not very often, apparently. Not often enough. Buton those rare occasions when
you spread your legs forhim he fucked you."I stared at Lori in shock. Those horrible words
justrolled off of her tongue like the most natural thing inthe world. I never allowed her to
use foul language,not even damn! What kind of people was she hangingaround with! But
then I looked back at Kevin and myquestion answered itself.I finally steeled myself and
answered, "Only one manhas fucked me sir."He saw how difficult it was for me to say that
word andit really amused him."Second question," he said. "How many cocks have
yousucked?"I hesitated even longer with this question. I wasn'tsure how to answer it. I saw
Kevin getting impatientand I blurted out, "I never sucked a cock sir. I kissedone a few times
but I hated it. It was so demeaning. Ijust couldn't do it. It is so nasty."He laughed again and
said, "I didn't think so. I'm noteven going to ask you if anyone has every fucked yourtight ass.
I know that's a cherry."He stood there, close enough to touch, and he said,"Take my cock
out bitch. Take it out and hold itinyour hand while we talk."I didn't look down. I couldn't. I
kept my eyes onhisas I reached out and felt for his zipper. My fingersencountered the large
bulge in the front of his pantsand before I could stop myself I pulled my hands backas if I had
stuck them in a fire.His grin got a little wider but he just stood there andwaited for me to
obey his last order.I reached out again and this time I found his zipper. Ipulled it down
carefully and reached in. I felt aroundfor his cock and when I found it I gasped. I hadtolook
down to confirm what I was feeling. It was huge!It was easily twice as long as my husband's
and nearlythree times as big around. It was not going to bepossible to pull it out through the
opening in hispants. I unbuttoned the button on his jeans and reachedinside his boxers. I
wrapped my fingers around hislarge, hot shaft and as I gripped him I realized to mygreat
dismay that he was not completely hard yet! Itfelt like a huge snake.I glanced over at my
fifteen year old daughter'ssmiling face and thought surely there was no way he wasable to
get this huge thing inside of her small body!Lori knew what I was thinking. She said,
"Don'tworrymom. You're going to love that fat cock once you getused to it. I do."I turned
back to Kevin and he said, "Tell me about yourhusband's cock bitch."I almost whispered, "It's
smaller. It's much smaller."I saw his expression change and I realized what I haddone. I
quickly interjected, "Sir! It is much smallersir. My husband's cock is about five inches long
andperhaps three quarters of an inch in diameter. Itis...what else? What else do you want to
know about itsir?"Kevin said, "Shit! No wonder you're frigid. You'restill a fucking virgin.
You've never had a real cock inyour cunt. You don't even know what it's like togetfucked. I'll
never understand how he knocked you upwith a tiny pecker like that."I had no answer for
that. I just stood there withhistwitching penis in my hand and waited for the
nextquestion.He reached down and started moving my handslowly upand down on his shaft.
After he showed me what hewanted he took his hand away. I continued to move myhand
the way he wanted and he asked me,"Did you everfool around with another woman?"I
shook my head violently and responded, "No sir! Iwould never to that! That's an
abomination!"He said, "I'm not sure what an abomination is. But youbetter just get the word
never right out of yourscrewed up head. If I tell you to eat a cunt you'regoing to eat a cunt.
And just in case you arewondering, I like to watch a woman eating cunt. It'seven more fun if
they are a mother-daughter team."As I contemplated what he had just said I felt the bilerise
in my throat. I didn't think that I could do it.It would be hard to choose between the
beatingand...and having sex with my daughter. But then Irealized that if I refused, if I said no
to this man hewould beat me until I did whatever he wanted anyway. Ohgod! I just didn't
.think I could do it without getting sick

He was watching me. I knew that he was enjoying playingwith my mind. I felt his penis
getting harder as Islowly massaged it and I was sure that the expressionon my face was
turning him on more than what I wasdoing with my hand.Kevin watched me in silence for a
long moment before hesaid, "Last question bitch. Has anyone ever eaten yourcunt?"I
shuddered again. Everything out of this man's vilemouth seemed to be calculated to be
revolting.I thought back to the few times in our sixteen years ofmarriage that my husband
had tried to get me to let himdo just that. I remembered still how offended I hadbeen that
he had even suggested such a disgustingthing.Kevin was getting impatient for his answer. I
took adeep breath and responded, "No sir. No one has evereaten my cunt."Cunt! I had
always thought that was the most demeaning,crude, disgusting word in the English
language. I wouldnot permit it in my presence and if I heard it comefrom the mouth of
anyone I knew I never forgot and Inever forgave. And now I had said it.I had stood right here
in front of my daughter and saidthat no one had ever eaten my cunt. I had said fuck
andcock. Three of the most odious words I knew of. Andalthough it was well after midnight I
knew that thenight was just getting started. I realized that I wascertain to say and do a lot
worse before this monsterwas satisfied.Kevin reached down and grabbed the bottom of his
t-shirt and pulled it off. It had been obvious that hisbody was well developed but watching
his muscles rippleunder his dark black skin was terrifying. I couldn'thelp but appreciate his
well sculpted body. Nor could Ihelp looking at him and thinking that he could snap melike a
twig with almost no effort at all.He dropped his t-shirt and worked his sneakers off withhis
toes and kicked them away. Then he said,"I'll letyou finish unwrapping your present now
bitch. Let's getthis show on the road."More than anything I didn't want to do this. I
wasterrified after actually seeing his huge sex organ. Hepushed me to my knees and I
grabbed the waist of hisjeans and carefully pulled them down without dragginghis boxers
down with them. I glanced up as I workedthem down his legs and it was obvious that
hewasamused.I heard Lori chuckle and then she said, "Jesus mom. Geton with it. It doesn't
bite."Kevin placed his hand on top of my head and balancedhimself as he stepped out of his
jeans. I placed themon the coffee table and then I reached back upandslipped my fingers
into the waistband of his underwear.I slowly worked them down over his massive penis
andthen stopped and stared in awe as it bounced right inmy face.The shaft seemed to be
even darker than his dark skin.The massive head was much lighter with a huge openingin the
tip. There was a clear liquid oozing out of thehole. On a few occasions I had been aware of
myhusband's organ oozing this disgusting liquid but Ialmost never touched or even looked at
his sex organ.I did not think much of the male sex organ. They were anecessary evil. They
were ugly and smelly andunpleasant and I always thought that it was a terriblemistake that
they were a necessary part of procreation.Now I was on my knees in front of this depraved
youngblack man and his organ was only inches frommy face. Ibecame aware of the
unmistakable odor of sex. He hadhad sex with someone tonight. I didn't have to thinkabout
it too hard to realize that he must have beenwith my daughter. I had already tasted the
evidencewhen he had pushed her panties into my mouth before hewhipped me.As much as I
 hated it I couldn't help but be impressedby his swollen organ. Terrified, but impressed. It
mustbe at least ten inches long, if not longer. It wassoclose to my face I couldn't accurately
judge. And itlooked as big around as my wrist.I glanced at my wrist then and I realized that it
mighteven be larger than my wrist! I thought that this thingwould surely kill me. But then I
thought of Lori andhow much she claimed to enjoy having it usedon her. Icouldn't imagine it
though. Not in me. (I found outlater that Lori had measured it and it was actuallyjust over
nine inches long and just under four inchesaround at the base. I suppose that it just looked
somuch larger in my face and seeing it for the first timelike that.)I came out of my trance and
finished removingKevin'sshorts. I dropped them on his jeans and waited for mynext
disgusting order.Kevin sat down on the couch and spread his legs. Hesaid, "Okay bitch. I'm
going to start you out slow,just to show you what a nice guy I am."Lori giggled and kept
taking pictures.Kevin said, "I want you to come over here and show meand Lori how happy
you are with the new cock in yourlife. I want you to kiss my balls and my cock and thenlick
them. I'll let you know when I get tired of that."I shuffled a little closer to him on my knees
and Ileaned down. As my face came closer to his crotch I wasstruck again by the odor of sex.
I looked closerand Icould see white flakes around the base of his organ andclinging to the
hair on his testicles.I wanted desperately to beg him to let me wash him. Iknew that he
would refuse though. There was no doubt inmy mind that the idea of forcing me to clean
him withmy mouth after he had sex with my u******e daughteramused him greatly. How
did a person become sodepraved?!I took a deep breath and held it and touched my lips
toKevin's testicles. I held my breath for as long aspossible and moved my pursed lips around
hiscrotch ashe had instructed. As I did my daughter was right in myface with that camera
taking picture after picture ofmy humiliation.After a minute or so Kevin laughed and
said,"You looklike a fucking chicken pecking away like that. I saidkiss them you stupid bitch,
not peck at them. Is thathow you kiss? No wonder your fucking husband left you.You can't
fuck, you won't suck and you kiss like afucking chicken! Now do it right or I'll get the
ropesback out."I tried as much as possible to breathe through my mouthbut I think I was
getting used to the smell afterspending several minutes with my face buried in hiscrotch.
And of course he was sitting there nowwith hislegs splayed out so he was getting aired out,
so tospeak.I started over, actually kissing the wrinkled, hairyskin of his testicles. I covered
the sack with lightkisses and then I kissed my way up the shaft of hisvery intimidating
penis.His penis began to throb more violently as I kissed itand with each throb more of that
clear fluid oozed outand covered the large knob at the top of the shaft. Bythe time I had
kissed my way up the shaft that fluidwas beginning to run down the sides and my lips
werecoated with it by the time I had kissed my way to thetip.Kevin stopped me then and
told me to lick my lipsbefore I started licking his balls. I felt like gaggingas I ran my tongue
around my lips and tasted the gross,slimy lubricant that was oozing out of his sex
organ.Once I got past the idea of how nasty it was to be hereon my knees between the legs
of this young black manand licking his bodily fluids from my lips I realizedthat there was
almost no taste at all. The idea of itwas nauseating but the fluid itself was mild,
almostwithout any flavor at all.I finished licking my lips and tentatively ran mytongue over
his large testicles. This time there was ataste. I suppose it was a mixture of tastes. I
couldtaste his salty sweat and the dried residue of hisrecent sexual tryst with my daughter. I
tried not tothink about it as I slowly moved my tongue around histesticles.I coated his
wrinkled sack with saliva and started tolick the base of his penis when he stopped me.
Helifted his legs and scooted forward in his seat andordered me to lick the crack between his
buttocks andthen to lick his anus. Except that those weren't thewords that he used.I stared
at him in shock for a few seconds. I knewthatI was going to end up performing fellatio on
him. Butthis! Did people actually do that?! One look at hisface, however, and I knew that
whether people did it ornot I was going to do it.I tried not to look. I stared at his muscular
chest asI bent my neck at an uncomfortable angle and lightlyworked my tongue through his
sweaty, hairy crevice. Ishuddered in disgust as my tongue moved through thatdark, dank,
incredibly nasty part of his body. Thetaste of his sweat was stronger here, and there
wasanother flavor as well. It was a dark, musky taste thatI tried not to think about. I
probably knew what itwas, but I just couldn't think about it.I forced myself to continue. I
moved my tongue throughthat nasty crevice and over his anus several timesbefore I stopped
and concentrated on the anus itself.He really enjoyed it. His eyes closed and he moaned
inpleasure as I worked on him with my tongue. His bodytensed up and trembled as I moved
my tongue around. Ihad no idea that that part of the body was such asensitive erogenous
zone. On the other hand, I didn'tcare. It was not information that I had any desire touse in
the future. This was the most disgusting,demeaning act that I could imagine.Kevin let me
work at his anus for a long time. I wasshaking from working with my neck at such
anuncomfortable angle and my jaw and my tongue were sotired that I was afraid that I was
about to lose theability to control them when he finally dropped hislegs and told me to
resume where I had left off.I noticed that his shaft was now nearly covered inthefluid leaking
from the tip. He must have been veryexcited by what he had just made me do. I hoped
hewould not want to do it again. I hated having to use mytongue on his sex organs. But the
other, what he hadjust made me do, that was disgusting beyonddescription.I returned to
licking his shaft and now I was cleaningthe fluids from his taut black skin with every touch
ofmy tongue.He had regained his composure and was now watching mewith that arrogant
smile back on his face. I continuedto work mindlessly. I couldn't think about what I mustlook
like with my mouth ministering to a large, blacksex organ, a sex organ that had recently been
in myyoung daughter's vagina! If I thought about it I'd gocrazy.It seemed to take a long time
but I finally licked myway to the top of that large symbol of male dominance.As I slathered
the knob atop his throbbing shaft withmy tongue he smiled and said, "You're doing better
thanI thought you would bitch. Maybe I won't have to beatyou again after all, at least, not
for a while. I don'tdoubt that you'll fuck up eventually. Your head is tooscrewed up for you
to come around this quick. Butthat's okay. I'll do whatever it takes to make a goodbitch out
of you. I'm just that kind of a guy. Now,wrap your lips around that cock and show me