Geek2
The story continues ...
Note: This story has been completely written by me (Fishnet), it is loosely based on the original (Geek1). I felt there was too much mean spirited humiliation, and abuse.
(After all, aren't we better than they are?)
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The next day, Sunday, was my day off. I picked up Kenny in Tracey's car, and we went to the mall to do some shopping. I needed to get a few things to complete my outfit for the renaissance festival. I also wanted to check what I would need to turn Tracey into my big-busted, sexy wench!
I also told Kenny my plans, and suggested we have Tom go, in drag! We joked about how cute he would look in a dress. I told Kenny that Tom could go as his wench. He didn't think too highly of the idea, until I told him my long term plans for Tom.
I told him that as long as Tom didn't object to sucking dick, like a slut. He probably wouldn't mind being fucked like a slut either. In reality, I thought I noticed a little submissive streak in Tom, since he agreed to suck dick so easily. No matter, I planned on fucking Tom's ass that very afternoon! Kenny was excited about the possibilities, but still wanted to know about his dream, of fucking Sharon. I just told him to be patient, as we continued shopping.
I placed several things in lay away, which I would have Tracey pick up later in the week. Then we cruised around town, before returning to Tracey and Tom's. I noticed a car parked out front, as we pulled in the driveway. When we walked in the house, who should we see, but Sharon and her hubby, Jake Parker!
The looks on their faces was priceless. They were shocked to say the least, that two low life nerds had walked in as if they owned the place. But, then they watched closely, as I placed Tracey's keys on the counter top. Jake's dad owned the biggest car dealership in town, and both he and Sharon worked there. Jake was sales manager, while Sharon was eye candy at the front counter.
"Hi Jake, and hello Sharon!" I said, drawing out the hello to this shapely blonde. Jake noticed my greeting, and my lewd stare. I was slightly uncomfortable as Jake took an aggressive stance. Tom, though, was also poised, to defend me. I tore my gaze away from Sharon and glanced to Tom. "I got the stuff for your computer with me." I told him, holding up a packet of disks.
He blinked, then picked up on my story. "Oh, yeah, the computer, right this way." He said leading Kenny and I down the hallway past the spare bedroom. In the last room was their computer, complete with color printer, real nice. When the three of us were completely inside the room, Tom apologized for Sharon and Jake being there.
I stopped him, and told him I wasn't mad. Then I told him to go back and entertain his guests, I would play with the computer, until they left. He mentioned they had just asked them to go out to dinner with them. I told him to go ahead, saying I would see them later. I also requested that Tracey leave her keys, in case we wanted to go somewhere. He nodded and walked out. Turning to Kenny, I told him that we had a lot of work to do.
As I loaded a tracer program onto their computer, Kenny went through the drawers, looking for passwords and anything interesting. The trace program would keep a log of all key strokes, then send a copy to me whenever they sent any E-mail. I would effectively get all passwords and even all their E-mails they sent. Kenny had a good idea, suggesting that I also have copies of all the E-mail they receive forwarded my way. Since neither one of them was sharp on a computer, they probably wouldn't notice the extra activities.
When that was done, we took turns being detectives. One of us would try to hack into their private files with the password list we found, while the other went from room to room looking for more dirt on them. We found one picture hidden in the hallway closet, behind several blankets and pillows. It was of Tom and Jake, probably while seniors, preforming oral sex on each other!
"Wow!" Said Kenny. "How would you like having that brute sucking on your dick?" He shook his head, as he said. "I would be afraid he might bite it off ... accidently, or otherwise!"
I agreed it might be scary, but told him I would be willing to give it a try. He agreed he might try it, but only after fucking Sharon first. I told him I too thought Jake's wife was definitely the pretty one in that couple. We finally managed to get into what appeared to be Tracey's personal diary files.
There were years of romantic writings, from as far back as eighth grade. I sent full copies to a web site I knew could hold it, memorizing her password. We found another surprise when we went down into their basement. One small area, sectioned off by a curtain, contained an assortment of handcuffs and restraining straps. There were even some whips and belts hanging there. The greatest find though, was about seven video tapes!
Most were of Tracey and Tom, in situations similar to what was on my tape. One though, was of Tracey and Sharon doing a hot and lewd lesbian love scene! Kenny was ecstatic, he was sure this was enough to get Sharon to be his slave. I calmed him down, and reminded him the tape was of poor quality and was taken back in high school. I told him to be patient, I had a plan. He agreed, but we still copied the tape, just in case.
We were about to go and get something to eat, when they returned. Seeing Kenny and I still there, Sharon and Jake left shortly after they got back. I took Tracey and Tom to the basement to ask them about the manacles and whips.
They were a little uneasy talking about it, at first. I sat them down, onto the sofa nearby, and told them what I wanted to do. I informed them that besides Kenny, I wasn't going to let anyone else know of our arrangement. They visibly relaxed and nodded. "But, it will be necessary to tell everyone that Kenny and I are friends of yours." They smiled, and agreed to that. I then told them, that I would not permanently harm them or beat them too severely. That got them looking nervous again. When I asked them to step up and be manacled, they responded freely. I was very pleased that they trusted me enough to give me complete and total domination over them!
Naturally, I had them strip completely first. Tracey was chained to the wall, with her huge tits facing out. Tom was placed over an obvious whipping block, although I had other plans for it today!
After Kenny and I stripped, I told him he could play with Tracey's tits, while I tended to Tom. I warned him that he wasn't allowed to fuck her, or hurt her. He wasted no time in getting his hands onto her curvaceous body. I moved a short stool in front of Tom's face, and sat down. I was pleased to see his face stretch toward my dick.
"Tom, you know I try to be equal with my abuse of you and Tracey, don't you?" He craned his head, to look up at me. "Like making you both strip at the same time, and both suck my dick."
"Yes, Gary, you have been very fair ... really." "I-I know I have been mean to you in the past, and yet you have been very fair to me ... and Tracey." He said, sounding honest.
"I have a problem Tom." I said, trying to sound perplexed. He just looked at me, waiting. "You see Tom, I am using two of Tracey's holes, ... but only one of yours." I waited for him to comprehend what I was getting at, before I continued. "Is that fair, Tom?"
In a shaky voice, he said. "No, it isn't ... but, I ... I've never ... will you be ... " He swallowed, then in a stronger voice. "I know you will be fair, g-go ahead." He hesitated, then said. "Please, Gary."
I looked to Tracey, who was watching my quiet discussion with her husband very closely. "Would you like me to have Tracey go upstairs?" I asked him. He shook his head, as I noticed tears in his eyes. I stood and retrieved the container of lotion I had placed down there earlier. As I rubbed it onto his ass cheeks, I think Tracey thought I was just going to paddle Tom. When I started to work it deep into his crack and anus, she perked right up. Kenny continued to suck her tits and rub her pussy, as she stared at me and what I was doing to her husband.
I sat back down on the stool and scooted closer, offering my dick to his mouth. He sucked it strongly, getting it hard, for his virgin ass! I pulled his face away from my dick, and positioned myself behind him. I first, rubbed my erection up and down his ass crack, savoring this moment. This was so symbolic of all the times I cursed Tom Bishop, quietly wishing I could fuck him up his ass!
My dick was twitching, as I spread his cheeks and placed it at the slippery opening. I pushed forward and about two inches disappeared. It didn't go inside, his ass hole rolled inward from the pressure. I felt him bear down, forcing his anus to open, and surround my dick. I pulled back slightly, then pressed ahead. Now I saw three inches actually entering his tight ass!
I looked up, to see both Tracey and Kenny watching intently, as I sodomised Tom. I took it slow, pulling back only slightly, then forcing myself deeper each stroke. I had never fucked anybody anally before, it was such a power trip! When I was fully encased in his rectum, I held it there, savoring the feeling.
"Tom, are you all right?" I asked, wondering if he was still my docile, willing slave.
"Yes!" He hissed, then contracted his ass muscles on my dick. "It hurts ... a little at first, but now it just burns some, ... Gary."
"Very well, I will now start fucking you." I told him. "I'm sorry Tom, but I still remember the terrible things you have done to me, it may be rough."
Before I started, he replied. "Gary, I'm sorry ... really ... about everything I ever did to you, really." "I can only try to make it up to you."
I couldn't help but be touched by his statements. I looked to Tracey, and saw tears in her eyes, as Kenny stared dumbly at Tom's face. I couldn't tell what they saw then, but later, Kenny told me that Tom was crying as he told me he was sorry. Kenny was also sure, it wasn't just the big dick up his ass that was making him cry.
I started my screwing of his ass, slowly building up speed. The feeling was of total and complete control, I was truly mastering Tom! He even encouraged me to go faster, begged me to pound harder. I was almost out of control as I drove myself at his ass! Finally, I couldn't take the feelings anymore, I spewed my load into his hot ass!
I leaned over his back, to whisper in his ear. "That was great, Tom." "Thank you." I reached around, and grabbed his dick, it was rock hard! I stroked it, as my dick slowly softened in his anus. "Would you like to fuck Tracey?" I asked him, feeling a little guilty about monopolizing her charms.
"No!" He blurted. "Just a few more strokes." "Please, please, uh ... oh, yes, Gary, please!" I could feel his ass tighten, then his dick jerked, shooting his sperm out onto the whipping horse. His ass was pulsing on my shaft, causing it to harden considerably. He finally slumped over the horse, as his dick became soft.
I pulled my dick from his ass and stood up. I walked over to Tracey and Kenny, holding my come covered hand up to her mouth. Greedily, Tracey licked and sucked the juices from my hand, as Kenny watched quietly. I motioned to Tom, and Kenny just nodded and walked over to him. I released the straps holding Tracey, and led her to the stairs. Before going up the stairs, I looked back to see Kenny mounting Tom's now experienced ass hole.
Tracey and I went to the bathroom, where I had her wash my shitty dick. I then had her suck it, to ensure that it was clean enough. We then went to the kitchen for a beer, and talked. She sat her naked ass on my equally naked lap, as I held her closely. Tracey had a lot to say, so I sat there and listened, while nursing my beer.
She said that she knew Tom was submissive, but she wasn't dominant enough to release his true feeling. She went on to say that he only acted tough to get along with the rest of the jocks and snobs. Her tears started once again, as she talked of how sincere he was being earlier. She also commented, that she wanted to go to him then, to comfort him. At this point, Tom and Kenny came up the stairs, with Tom walking a little gingerly.
I sent Tracey with them, to help clean them, as I waited in the kitchen. When they returned, I asked Tom if he wanted to take a rest, to recover. Without a word, he got onto his knees in front of me. "May I, Gary?" He asked, motioning to my half hard dick. I nodded, and he held it gently, as he sucked it into his mouth. Tracey and Kenny just stood there and watched, as Tom brought me to a very pleasurable orgasm!
Afterwards, I told Tracey about the renaissance festival we would be attending the next week end. I gave her instructions on where to pick up her and Tom's outfits. I told them that we would be staying at a motel, and they would be playing the part of our wives. They didn't object to buying the clothing, or spending the week end out of town. I then told Tracey that I would be using her car again, returning it tomorrow. Again, there was no complaints. I ordered Tom to start wearing panties all the time, so he would get used to being a woman. He nodded, with a little smile. I told Tracey that she was to quit wearing panties, to get used to being a slut. She grinned, before agreeing. At the door to the garage, I gave Tracey a hot kiss, then hugged Tom quickly. I swear, I saw a tear form in his eye.
Kenny and I drove off, feeling very happy with ourselves. He wanted to come back with me the next day, but I told him I had plenty to do, without him. I was ready to start a plan, to get Sharon ... and Jake under my power!
It was really nice having a car to drive, I didn't have to bum a ride with somebody else or take the slow bus. As I parked out behind the video store, I couldn't help but smile. My life was definitely looking a lot better this week over last. I whistled as I walked in the back door, to relieve Sandy, the first shift woman. Sandy even noticed my cheerfulness. I just told her I loved working here, she laughed and said it looked more like love. We joked a little more, as she got ready to leave. In the past, I had dreams involving Sandy. Her full breasts and wide ass had reminded me of Tracey, now I didn't need a substitute, I had the real thing!
Work went fairly well for a Monday, mostly returns from the week-end. Kenny stopped by at about ten, closing time. He too had a permanent smile on his face. We joked as we prepared to close the store. When the door was closed, he leaned close to me. "Uh, Gary, last night ..." I grinned wide, remembering last night, thinking he was going to talk about fucking Tom's ass. I stopped though, when he remained serious looking. "I ... didn't know what to do, it was so sudden ... I'm sorry."
"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked, completely confused.
"Tracey, she sucked my dick!" He said quickly. "In the bathroom, she just slurped it into her mouth, sucked a few times, then popped it back out!" I grinned at his discomfort, as he went on. "All she said was, all clean!" I shook my head, knowing why she did that. "Then ... then she starts cleaning Tom's shit smeared ass, like nothing had happened!" I laughed out loud, as Kenny looked at me in disbelief.
I explained why Tracey thought she had to suck his dick, if to only prove it was clean enough to suck. He relaxed when he realized I wasn't mad at him. I then told him that I would have to make Sharon suck my dick also. He was quite generous, in allowing me full use of his fantasy girl's mouth! We had a good laugh, then I drove him to the grocery store for his shift. Then I headed straight to Tracey and Tom's, wondering how much things had changed after last night.
When I walked in, they both came into the kitchen to greet me. I kissed Tracey, and hugged Tom. They both seemed glad to see me. I reached under Tracey's skirt, to feel her bare ass underneath. Tom opened his pants and lowered them, showing me his red panties. I noted their compliance to my orders, then took them to the basement.
Tom stripped down, and laid across the whipping horse, with his ass raised high. I ordered him up, and had Tracey take his place. I directed Tom to tie Tracey securely, and rub lotion on her ass. I think they thought I might be planning on ass fucking Tracey this time.
I seated myself on the stool in front of Tracey, then told Tom to select a stiff paddle. I informed Tracey that she had made a mistake when she sucked on Kenny's dick last night. She apologized, and promised never to do it again. To which I told her she might have to, if I ordered her to, not before. I then had Tom whip her ass for several minutes while I watched. When I had him stop, Tracey was sobbing loudly and her ass was a bright red!
I then told her that it was Sharon's fault that she had been punished. She quieted down some, and looked up at me. "If Sharon was a submissive slut, like you, she would have been cleaning and sucking Kenny's dick." I told her, as she strained to see through her tear filled eyes. "I want to get Sharon under my control, and you're going to help." Tracey's sobbing stopped now, as she looked at me quietly. "You will help me, won't you?" I asked.
Swallowing hard, she answered. "Yes, Gary, anything you want, I'll do." I released her from the horse, and chained her facing the wall. I motioned Tom to me, and had him suck my dick, while I discussed my plan with a pain racked Tracey.
She told me that Jake would be leaving on Wednesday, for an overnight seminar. I told her to get Sharon to spend the night, and Tom would also have to come up with an overnight commitment. I planned on being there to capture Sharon on film!
END OF CHAPTER TWO
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