Mom's Mistake

 Even though she's my mom, the bitch deserved everything that happened to
her and more. Things were fine as long as I fucked her regularly every morning,
again when I got home from school and finally at bedtime so she could sleep
well, at least that's what she claimed. Now don't get me wrong, mom is built
like a brick shithouse, taping in at 38DD-28-40, gives great head, loves to
swallow, and takes it up the ass like a queen. Not only that she has a couple of
lady friends who go both ways and I've had plenty of fun in threesomes involving
mom and one or the other of her bisexual buddies.
 Things began to get weird when I started seeing Honey. She was a senior
in high school, a couple of years older than me, but hot for the kind of cock
that I could and did provide. She was built like mom, only firmer. You could
balance water glasses on her tits and bounce quarters off her ass. She had a
cunt that felt like it was made of velvet when you first put it in, and then
turned into butter once she opened up so I could really put the wood to her. She
was still learning how to suck, but she loved to swallow. Like mom she loved to
lick and suck my balls, but unlike mom, she also loved to do my asshole with her
tongue and mouth.
 The more time I spent with Honey, the less time I had to take care of
mom's needs which could be described as constant. She would be happy to let me
spend the entire day fucking and sucking her to one climax after another. I have
to admit that she trained me to be one of the best pussy eaters in the state,
maybe the country. Not only was I good at it, I liked to go down on women, no
matter if they were shaved smooth or had a a patch as wild and untamed as a
jungle. Mom kept hers always bare, I guess she wanted to look as young as
possible to those who used that cunt. Honey on the other hand let her bush grow
wild and also had a good crop in her pits. Personally I loved licking her pits
almost as much as rummaging around in that jungle guarding her sweet snatch.
 Well one thing led to another and mom finally decreed that Honey was off
limits to me until I learned that she came first when it came to fucking. That
did not sit well with either Honey or me and so we hatched a plan to make mom
change her mind. There was a three day weekend coming up. With some help from a
few friends, both male and female, we kidnapped mom and got her out to a very
secluded mountain cabin where we proceeded to show her the error of her ways.
 That night while Honey and I fucked each other silly, Honey's two best
buds and a pair of my good buddies kept mom entertained. They fucked her in
every hole over and over. Young guys can go all night with the right kind of
woman and to them, mom looked like a porn star. The ladies took over whenever
the guys needed a break. They both were pretty good at using a strap-on and
sure did a good job of stirring up all the cum that had been squirted into her
cunt and asshole. Mom ate pussy and sucked cock almost continuusly for nearly
ten hours. When Honey and I took over the next morning, the four of them dragged
themselves to bed for some sleep, once they'd help me string up mom from one of
the beams in the cabin. Up until then she thought she'd died and gone to heaven
despite the fact that we kept her tied up the entire time. It took a while for
her to realize that she really had gone to hell.
 Before tearing into her I asked mom if she wanted to change her mind
about not letting me and Honey get together any more. " You will do as I say,
I'm your mother, and don't you forget  that, you ungrateful boy!" Those were not
the words I wanted to hear. Mom was totally vulnerable, hanging from her bound
wrists, her legs spread apart and anchored to bolts in the floor. I sighed and
sank my fist into her soft belly. Then I pivoted to smash my other fist into her
bald cunt. Her initial grunt turned into a choking gasp. I stepped back, then
moved in to deliver a combinination to her big tits, smashing those fun bags
flat. Her eyes got real big and it looked as if they were going to pop right out
of their sockets. I gave her a couple more to the belly and she brought up
yesterday's lunch and part of breakfast as well.
 Honey and I let her think about things while we ate an early lunch. When
we returned mom promised that once this little scene was over she'd see Honey,
our friends and even me in jail.  It sure sounded like she meant business. This
was all out of hand.
  It was Honey who made the call. "Let's see what kind of threats she
makes after we get done with her this weekend. From here on out the only time
she opens her mouth is to suck cock or eat pussy." Mom spit at Honey and paid
the price almost immediately. My girlfriend raked her big tits from top to
bottom with her fingernails, leaving four trails of blood behind on each of
those monster mams.
 Mom let out a yell that hurt my ears and so I shut her up in mid-scream,
driving my fists into her gut and cunt until her face took on a bluish tint and
nothing came out of her except a high pitched wheezing sound as she tried to get
some air. "Looks like we have two days and nights to convince your mother that
she made a serious mistake in trying to keep us apart." Honey said as she
checked her blood-stained nails to make sure none were broken.
 Mom offered little resistance when her mouth was stuffed with rags and
then taped shut. Honey checked out the gag by sinking her fingernails into the
pebbled flesh surrounding mom's fat nipples. Her screaming wasn't loud enough to
wake the gang sleeping in the next room. We both nodded and smiled. "I saw some
willow bushes by the cabin. Let's cut some and soak them in water. They'll
really cut her up once they get nice and wet. For now you can use your belt
and..." Honey stopped talking and a big grin broke over her face. She pointed
toward the corner of the room and said, " Forget about the belt, look what's
over there, it's perfect."
 She was right. Propped up in the corner was a fishing rod, the kind
designed for catching trout, long and extremely flexible. I could imagine what
kind of damage that could do to flesh and for the next few hours we used it to
make sure that no part of mom's naked body missed being cut by this vicious
weapon. We took turns slashing her skin to ribbons, whipping her until our arms
got tired and then resting up while the other took a turn at removing some skin.
While we worked on my stubborn mother, a half dozen or so willow switches were
soaking in a pail of water. Honey figured that the others would probably like to
have at my mom without waiting for their turn to use the rod.
 Mom was out cold again, the third time in less than an hour. We were now
going over her for the second time, opening the original wounds and drawing more
blood, as we searched for fresh portions of skin to cut up. I had just started
to whip the crack of her ass, flicking the rod down and trying to bury its metal
tip between her swollen, bleeding cheeks. I'd managed to land two perfect hits
in a row when she shuddered and went limp once more. I was so angry at her
disturbing my fun that I picked out a spot on her ass and whipped it hard and
fast until my arm hurt. There was no doubt that for the rest of her life she
would have a deep scar to remember me by.
 Honey slapped mom across the face over and over, but was unable to bring
her out of it. She went to the refrigerator and returned with a long
narrow-necked bottle of beer which she jammed into mom's cunt. Mom hardly made a
sound. Honey gave it to her again, harder this time. Still there was no
reaction. So she grabbed the bottle by the neck and began to club mom's big tits
with it. I winced at the damage that heavy weapon was doing to her knockers, but
she remained in a stupor. At this point I began to worry that we'd gone too far,
and stepped in to stop Honey from doing any further damage.
 Our captive was still breathing and didn't seem to be in any obvious
trouble.I suggested that Honey and I take a fuck break so mom could have some
time to recover. She grinned and said, " Great idea, we haven't done it since
last night. You know I need it a lot more often than that." So we did the nasty
on the couch, leaving mom's bleeding body still sagging against the ropes that
held her in an inverted Y-shape.
 We went at it for over an hour and by the time she made me say "uncle",
I'd dumped two big loads of boiling cum; one deep inside her hot,juicy snatch
and the other all over her hard nippled tits. Honey was such a cum slut that she
started licking my load off her perky tits, nearly getting me back into the mood
for another go at her. Instead we went back to check on "Meat", as Honey started
calling her.
  She was awake and struggling weakly to free herself from the tight
ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Honey picked up the fishing rod and
gave her a few cuts across the belly and then concentrated on decorating Meat's
cunt with some fresh welts and cuts. I decided to see what effect the willow
switches would have on my mom. I started on the backs of her thighs and worked
down to her ankles leaving a trail of narrow welts on her straining flesh. By
then Honey was getting bored, there weren't too many places that were left to
chop up. She had a strange look on her face that I'd never seen before. She gave
me a thin-lipped smile and said, " I want to burn her." Things were getting very
very serious now. I wasn't sure that we should take the next step, so I pulled
the tape away and yanked the gag from Meat's mouth.
  " You miserable bastards are all going to prison for twenty years for
what you've done to me. There is no way you little pricks are going to get away
with this!" I got a little weak in the knees when I heard her harsh threats.
This was not what I had hoped to hear from her. I glanced over at Honey and
shrugged as I said, " Guess you can start burning her now. I gave her a chance,
and she just blew it."
 I nearly lifted mom off the floor when I kicked her in the cunt. All the
air went out of her and she retched some bad-smelling stuff up from her belly.
Gagging and taping her mouth shut was no problem this time. She'd stay gagged
until someone wanted their cock or pussy sucked. Honey lit up a cigarette and
puffed on it to create a glowing coal at its tip. I turned away and went outside
for some air.
 After a long walk to think about things, I went back to the cabin. Honey
had pulled up a chair and was seated between mom's spread thighs. She was
grunting through her gag and squirming. I got closer to take a look at what was
going on. Damned if Honey hadn't got her hand all the way up mom's cunt. In fact
she had part of her arm inside as well. She looked up at me with a shit-eating
grin, pulled her arm out until only her clenched fist was stretching Meat's cunt
and then rammed it home, bringing another loud grunt from her. It took a few
moments to realize that a ring of burnt skin was now circling mom's fat lipped
cunt. I guess Honey had finally gotten tired of burning Meat, and had decided to
fist fuck her. It sure looked like a lot of fun and I was eager to take a turn
on our prisoner.
 We must have fisted her for at least a couple of hours, and I'm sure we
put a permanent tilt in her baby making parts from all the times we touched
bottom. Toward the end we used her innards like a punching bag and drubbed her
until there was nothing left to puke up. She sure looked funny with puke
shooting out of her nostrils every few minutes. A couple of times I had to
remove the gag so she wouldn't ckoke in he own vomit.
 Honey even tried to get her hand up Meat's asshole, but it was no go.
She insisted that before the weekend ended she'd be up to her elbow in mom's
shitter. Based on what I'd seen so far, there was no way I'd bet against her.
She planned to start stretching mom's asshole as soon as the rest of the gang
was available to assist her. To wile away the time before every one else woke
up, we worked out on the couch again.
 It was way past noon when our four friends finally stumbled out of bed
and started looking for food. The guys checked out the new marks on Meat and
grinned when they saw how raw and open her dripping cunt was. " You two must
have hammered that whore's hole for hours to get it into that kind of shape",
one of the guys commented as he squeezed Meat's big tits and started to nibble
on her nipples. "Damned if she don't like that!" he exclaimed when he realized
how stiff mom's nips had gotten. " Man, we have just got to make sure that
she'll shut up about what's been happening up here. I sure hate to think I'll
never be fucking this cunt or that tight asshole again." The others laughed and
nodded in agreement. As soon as everyone finished chowing down, we went back to
work on Meat.
 This time the girls took turns using the fishing rod on her,
concentrating on mom's big jugs, rounded ass and swollen pussy. After nearly an
hour of nonstop slashing and trashing mom looked like she was wearing a red two
piece bathing suit, the full cut kind; no bikini for this lady of leisure. She'd
been out cold for some time, but nobody seemed to notice since the gag did such
a great job of muffling her screams.
 Honey lit up a cigarette, I sure wished she'd stop smoking, and tried to
wake Meat up for even more punishment. Honey burned both her nipples two or
three times but mom stayed out of it. The stench of seared nipple meat was
making everybody kind of sick. Honey frowned and got around to the other side of
our weekend guest. We moved so we could watch what she would do next. My
girlfriend pulled one of mom's as cheeks to the side with one hand then jammed
the lit cigarette straight into mom's puckered asshole and held it there until
she woke up screaming. Even with the gag she was easy to hear. Honey grinned
evilly and stepped away to watch Meat shiver and quiver as the pain ripped
through her asshole. Man, that was gross, and the smell was enough to make you
puke. Holding my nose I headed for the door and some fresh air. The others
quickly followed my lead.
 We milled around outside the cabin, and were soon joined by Honey. As we
waited for the stink of burning flesh to go away we discussed what to do to mom
next. Beating her didn't seem to be the answer, although the guys did get
excited about using her for a punching bag, the heavy kind that are built to
take your best shot. I was worried that a few too many shots might just damage
or even kill mom, not a good thought. Then Honey came up with a neat idea.
"Let's stake the bitch out in the sun and let her work on her tan. The girls
didn't think much of that idea until Honey suggested that while Meat was slowly
being broiled by the hot sun, we could be doing other things to her naked body
as well.
 After kicking around a few ideas for making my mom's life even more
miserable, we retreived her from the cabin and staked her out in the sun. One of
the guys suggested that we put splinters under her finger nails and set them on
fire. He'd read about this somewhere and thought it would be a neat thing to do.
Naturally Honey went him one step further. "Why don't we yank her toenails out
one by one until she gets with the program?" Everyone thought that was pretty
ugly, so ugly it just might work.
  One of the girls wanted to build a fire by Meat and brand her until she
gave up to us. That wasn't bad since if we were careful the marks wouldn't show
unless she wore a bikini or was naked. If she was naked it would probably be
because she was putting out for us or some other friends of ours. Everyone
thought that it would be neat to brand her as our property once she decided to
be our slave.
 The guys wanted to take a few turns fucking mom before she got too
burned from the sun. So while they fucked her to a frazzle, "ramming the meat to
Meat" was their running gag, the girls amused themselves by either having Meat
suck their pussies or they squatted over her face and let fly, almost drowning
her in their piss. The guys complained bitterly about the smell and getting
splattered while they were stretching her cunt, but no fights broke out. Of
course Honey always had to top everyone; she squatted and spread her ass cheeks,
and said. "O.K. you hard ass, get that tongue out and make sure you clean out
every bit of shit from my asshole." The guy fucking her grimaced when he
realized what Meat was going to have to do. They put three loads of cum into mom
before Honey was satisfied with the job that Meat had done.
 By mid-afternoon mom had turned a bright shade of red, and her tongue
was hanging out from lack of water. There was a pool of stale cum drying out
almost as fast as it oozed from her raw twat. One of the guys who had just
finished nailing her for the third time today said,  "Gee, I hope your mom is on
the pill because we sure pumped her full of cum last night and now again today."
I laughed at this comment. I'd been porking mom at least three times a day for
years with no problem. If she could handle that, she could handle anything these
guys could dump into her.
  Everyone was so busy fucking and humiliating Meat that none of these
great ideas were tried out on her during the long afternoon. Midway through that
very hot afternoon we turned Meat over so her backside could get some rays as
well. Naturally the guys tried out her asshole again, now that it was available.
The girls continued to entertain themselves by making her service their cunts
with her tongue and mouth when they weren't coating her face and hair with
recycled beer.
 We did however decide that tomorrow we were going to brand Meat until
she either agreed to become our sex slave, or there wasn't any place left to put
a mark. I'd told her that just before we untied her and dragged her back into
the cabin for some more heavy duty fucking and torture just to pass the time
away. We made her swallow a handful of uppers to keep her awake while we rested
up for the last day of her little vacation in the woods.
 Honey, as usual, had taken charge of the festivities. Mom's
lobster-colored body was bent over a barrel, arms and legs securely roped to the
splintery wood. Honey was lubing her blistered asshole, preparing to work her
fist deep into Meat's bowels as she had promised. Everyone else was standing
around waiting for the action to get started.
  It only took Honey about ten minutes to get her hand up into mom's
asshole. She took her time closing it into a fist and once this was done, she
gave us a wicked look and began pushing her arm forward, sinking about an inch
into Meat's sore asshole. Mom grunted and began to sob. She was just beginning
to realize what was in store for her sorry ass.
  Meat's asshole proved to be a tough opponent for Honey, but she
persisted and inch by agonizing inch she moved her fist deeper into my mom's
tender shitter. Meat began to struggle frantically, but to no avail, Honey just
kept up the pressure and Meat's asshole began to cave in. Honey paused for a
minute or two, holding her ground against the pressure that Meat's colon was
offering. Then she took a deep breath and thrust her fist forward, parting the
tight tube of flesh that still resisted her invasion, but had begun to lose its
strength, overcome by the exhausting force that Honey steadily applied.
  Meat burst into tears and her body was wracked by the intensity of her
feelings as her asshole gave it up to Honey's fist. We all cheered when Honey's
elbow approached the space between Meat's cheeks. She had done it, just as she
promised. Then Honey moved her other hand into mom's cunt and let out a whoop.
  "The bitch is soaking! This cunt loves it! She loves having my fist
deep inside her miserable ass. Say it bitch! Say it or I'll pull out and start
all over and this time I won't stop until you're bleeding like a stuck pig!"
Honey snorted and tried to rotate her fist within Meat's asshole, bringing a
shrill cry from her.
 "You'll probably cream all over my arm as I split you open. You are so
fake!" Honey screamed. We were just blown away by what Honey had discovered. Mom
was into pain and humiliation in a big way, but she had been unwilling or unable
to give up that information to us. Her threats had been bogus, just a trick to
make sure that she got the kind of treatment that she wanted. Deep down Mom was
afraid to give herself up to us, fearing what might finally  happen to her if
she became the sex and pain slave of half a dozen oversexed teens.
  Well, we were damned sure going to make her pay for putting us on in
such a big way. One thing was for sure,she was riding home in the trunk of the
car, in a closed bag filled with her own piss and shit. If there was enough time
when we got her back to my place she was going to get another good going over. I
made a mental note to make sure that the fishing rod came back with us. Between
then and now Meat was going to start learning just what being the goup's sex and
pain slave was all about.
 I looked over at my girlfriend, Honey, happy that we would be together
for as long as we wanted to be, and said to the group, "Who wants to fist fuck
Meat's asshole first? We've got all night and most of tomorrow to do anything we
want to this pig." Five hands went up in the air. I looked over at the new group
slave and the little smile on her face told me that like they say in fairy
tales, "We would live happily ever after".
 
      Mom's Mistake

         Chapter 2

 Upon returning home after thoroughly destroying mom's body and half of
her mind at the cabin, there was a new pecking order and she was at the bottom.
This position made everyone, including her, very happy for a brief time.
Unfortunately "living happily ever after" came to a halt within days. Honey and
I fucked up a storm at my place. The first few days back couldn't have been
better as far as she and I were concerned. Mom however began to get on our
nerves fast.
 You'd think that after what was done to her at the cabin she would have
been satisfied for a while, but not mom. She started to whine that I wasn't
giving her any attention, once she dragged her beaten, bruised and burned body
from the bed we'd dumped her on when we got back. She picked a real bad time to
start in; I had just begun to feed my stiff cock into that winking spot between
Honey's bouncy buns and she was happily making it disappear inch by inch as I
pushed while she grunted and tried to relax that tough muscle surrounding her
starfish.
 Honey was more cool about mom's interruption than I was. She suggested
that mom get down and start licking her pussy while I was reaming out her
asshole. It worked out pretty well and Honey even got off before I flooded her
colon with a huge load. Later she told me the idea of having my mom beneath her,
swamping out her cunt got her really hot. Still I had to show mom that things
had changed permanently.
 I made mom stand with her hands on the top of her head and her legs
spread wide. She hadn't bothered to put any clothes on when she barged in on us,
so I had a good chance to see all the damage that had been inflicted on her. It
got me hard to see those big tits all covered with every imaginable mark that
could be made. They must have snuffed out a carton of cigarettes on those big
boobs and it showed. Her big nipples were two black scabs from all the burning
they'd taken plus having been crushed with pliers about a dozen times. There
were so many whip marks on those swollen purple bags that you couldn't separate
any of them, because they just overlapped one another.
 Her cunt was still swollen around the mouth from all the cigarette burns
and the whipping it had taken when they weren't seeing what big thing they could
force up her cunt. I still remember not believing my eyes when her cunt
swallowed nearly an entire wine bottle, bottom first. Then when they heated the
bottle, the stench made me sick as she screamed and screamed until someone
punched her in the face to quiet her down.
 Mom had to start learning her place, and there was no time like the
present. My knee caught her dead on, lifting her off her feet as it flattened
her swollen cunt and drove all the air from her lungs. She crumpled and rolled
into a fetal position as she tried to get some air. I took this opportunity to
kick her in the ribs a couple of times. She flopped around in agony, but I
wasn't done with her yet. I reached down and grabbed a handful of hair and
started beating her head against the floor. Lucky for mom there was carpet or I
might have fractured her skull. She started blubbering that I didn't love her
and accused Honey of trying to steal me away from her. All that got her was
another kick in the crotch as she lay flat on her back gasping and crying.
Things got real quiet as soon as that kick parted her cunt lips. Mom was
finished complaining for the rest of the day.
 To make sure that she wouldn't be bothering us while we worked up a
sweat doing the nasty, I dragged her upstairs to her bedroom and with Honey's
help we spread-eagled her on the bed and roped her wrists and ankles to the
corners. Honey used a pair of mom's panties to gag her, and I finished matters
by using some duct tape to keep the gag in place. We went back downstairs and
got back to doing what came naturally. By the time we came up for air it was
dark outside and Honey took off before her mother called the cops to find her.
 I looked in on mom to discover that she had wet the bed big time. I
guess the dumb cunt hadn't bothered to make a pit stop once she woke up. Instead
she just wanted to bust my chops; well she could wallow in that piss bath until
morning, I was too tired to screw with that mess right now. After something to
eat, I crashed; it had been a very long day and I was beat.
 I awoke late and barely had time to dress, grab my books and head for
the school bus stop. On the way out, I untied one of mom's wrists from the
bedpost and let her figure out how to get herself free. The day dragged on and
on, but at last came to an end. I met Honey outside of school and we walked back
to my place so we could talk over what to do with my mom. By the time we got to
my place, a plan of sorts had been created.
 Mom had figured a way to get out of the rest of the ropes and was
waiting in the living room when we walked in. All she wore was a housecoat and
as soon as she laid eyes on me, off it came to give me a view of what she had to
offer. "Let's fuck right here on the floor, I really need some cock bad, real
bad." I glanced over at Honey, who was trying to stiffle a grin, and sighed. I
debated about kicking mom in the cunt and giving her a good stomping for her
troubles, but decided that wasn't going to solve anything either, since she was
not only a fuck pig, but a pain slut as well.
 I made mom bend over the arm of the overstuffed chair by the fake
fireplace so I could fuck her in the ass. I spit in my hand and used it to lube
up her asshole, which was still kind of loose after all the fucking she'd had at
the cabin. Honey came over and jacked me to get my dick hard enough to do the
deed. When she added a yard of tongue that slithered around inside my mouth, I
was ready to nail mom's asshole big time. It didn't take much to get mom off.
After a few minutes of power fucking, giving her bunghole a good hammering, and
yanking as hard as I could on her sore tits, she exploded into a big O. You talk
about a pain slut and fuck pig, mom was the standard for the type.
 She was too happy to notice that I was guiding her back to her bedroom,
which had been freshened up. She started getting feisty when I pushed her down
and with Honey's help began roping her to the bed. We managed to get her settled
and this time to keep her entertained, Honey found mom's vibrator, checked the
batteries to make sure it worked and stuck it as far up her cunt as she could
push it. I added a couple of pieces of duct tape to keep it in place. A minute
or so later we headed back downstairs leaving mom to enjoy her little buzzing
pal as it started her on the way to what would probably be a dozen or so orgasms
before the batteries ran down.
 Honey and I discussed our plan for mom in more detail. Since I was stuck
in school as was Honey, we had to figure out some way to have mom taken care of
while we were away. Honey knew of a few perverts who hung around the school
trying to get some teen pussy. She wondered if they'd be interested in having
someone a bit older who would do just about anything they wanted. Then I
remembered old man Watson a couple of blocks over who was a well known pussy
hound. His collection of porn tapes was legend. Then there was that swinger
couple that lived by Honey who were always trying to get her to come over and
join the fun. Another potential  source of customers were the types who hung
around the porn arcade downtown. The list of potential sponsors for mom was
growing by leaps and bounds as we talked it over. Naturally if any of these
folks wanted to keep mom overnight or even for the entire weekend, that was fine
with me.
 The next day Honey suggested that we get one of the smarter kids in her
class to draw up some kind of a contract that those using mom would have to
sign. She laughed and snapped her fingers. "I got the perfect one for this deal.
He's one of the nerds and he's always trying to get a look at my tits and ass
when he thinks I'm not looking. I wonder whether he might want a chance to fuck
your mom in exchange for doing some paperwork for us." The answer was a
resounding "yes"! Not only that, he had a bunch of nerd friends who would give
anything for the pleasure of having a real live cunt to fuck. In fact one of his
nerd buds was into sadomasochism and he and mom would be perfect for each other.
 Honey had another bright idea for a way to keep mom occupied while we
worked out all the details for donating her body to the local pervs. In the
interim we would invite some of our buddies like the ones that helped us out at
the cabin to keep mom busy after school and on weekends until we got our
operation up and running. The absence rate at school shot up like crazy when
word got around that there was free pussy at my house starting a 8 in the
morning and running until as late as 9 at night, provided they kept the noise
down and didn't park their cars anywhere near the house.
 
 By the time all was said and done, we had mom booked solid for most of
the day and every night we weren't using her for our own needs. As long as no
money changed hands for mom's special services, everyone was in the clear,
except mom who would have to sweat getting a variety of STDs and possibly herpes
or worse still, HIV. Considering the kind of customers we had for mom's unique
free services, I seriously doubted if she'd ever encounter anyone from those we
selected that might be able to transmit the HIV thing to her.
 We had some problems getting people to sign up guaranteeing that they
were responsible for mom's well being while she was in their custody.
"Well-being" was the operative word, and it led to many different
interpretations, especially when people began to figure out that there was more
to mom than just a cunt and asshole that never got tired of being fucked. Once
her customers realized that mom liked it rough, real rough, things got a bit
dicey for a time. So the agreement now included words such as no permanent
damage, internal injuries or broken bones.
 Now we were asking for large security deposits such as a car pinkslip or
a deed to the house or money, lots and lots of money, no checks. In this way we
hoped that no one would get carried away when they had mom in their hot little
hands. We even went so far as to make recommendations about what mom enjoyed
having done to her.  We also instituted unannounced visits, or what we called
"show and tell" trips. Things began to smooth out even better after that.
 It was truly amazing about how much mom, or the sponge, as she was now
nicknamed by her customers, could handle. It was rare when we weren't delivering
her to at least a half dozen people all with plenty of neat ideas about how to
make her wish she were dead, but never quite delivering on that promise. She was
put into some of the most stringent bondage I ever heard of and then they'd
torture her until she wasn't able to react despite their best efforts, which
were considerable. Mom was sort of a cross between that watch that could take a
licking and keep on ticking and the bunny that represented that battery company.
 I started requiring that mom's customers keep a detailed log describing
exactly what they did to her, so we knew what to do in case of trouble once she
got back to us. Lots of times she'd be unconscious, sometimes for nearly a day,
and once for almost three days. We really sweat that one out, especially
considering the backlog of disgruntled customers this caused. Now I make it a
point to go over just what has been going on with mom and compiling a book
describing the really interesting experiences mom had been having. In fact I'm
considering having a book made up which I'll probably sell to the kids at school
and possibly even publish on the Internet. In fact I'd urge people to be on the
lookout for my first effort, due out in less than a month.
 
    (To be continued)
 
                    Mom's Mistake

      
                      Chapter 3

 As I mentioned before, Mom's very first customers were a gang of nerds
from school. They ranged in age from fourteen to sixteen and had one thing in
common, none of them had ever been laid. They were a motley crew to put it
mildly. Some of them were into Dungeons and Dragons in a big way, in fact they
seemed almost  out of this world most of the time. One had a porn collection
that was awesome when you realized this monkey spanker was only fifteen and on a
tight budget. He also was one of those computer freaks and did most of his
collecting off the Internet. He knew how to get into pay sites, private sites
and those real special sites that shared stuff, most of it highly illegal. He
was even hooked into  a Japanese porn site that showed women having things done
to them that were almost indescribable. He planned on trying some of these
stunts out on mom once she was properly broken in. The ringleader, Elf, that
wasn't his real name of course, was one mean sixteen year old with a very vivid
imagination.
 In exchange for mom's services about once a month, usually for part of
the weekend, they guaranteed that neither Honey nor I would ever have to worry
about another midterm or final exam, term paper or other major take-home
assignment as long as we were in high school. This was probably the best deal we
had , since it freed us to do our thing regardless of whatever those asshole
teachers dreamed up to bring us down and get in the way of progress.
 Although at this point there were no formal requirements or checks and
balances such as surprise visits to where they were doing mom, or security
deposits to assure her safety, these guys did one hell of a job of documenting
what went down when they had mom all to themselves for nearly a day and a half.
They video-taped  lots of the action and even provided audio tapes of mom
getting fucked bowlegged and pleading for more pain and more cock. Just
listening to those tapes and imagining what was going on was a huge turn-on for
Honey and I. We'd tell each other what kind of pictures formed in our heads when
we heard those tapes. It was funny how sometimes we  totally agreed, and other
times when we couldn't believe how different our mind pictures were.
 They showed up promptly at seven in the evening on Friday night, as
scheduled. We'd  kept mom tied up and had deprived her of any kind of sex that
day, so she was a hunk of burning love, to paraphrase an old Elvis tune. These
guys were organized. They put mom in handcuffs and leg irons, gagged her with an
O-ring gag that one of them had made in the school workshop, and stuffed her
naked body into an oversized duffel bag. One of them acted as a look-out while
the other three transported mom's body from the house to the trunk of their
waiting car in about twenty seconds. They may have been nerds, but these kids
sure knew what they were doing. I felt confident that my mom was in good hands.
Had I realized some of the things they were going to do to her, I wouldn't have
had such a warm and fuzzy feeling.
 Mom doesn't remember a lot of the details of what happened to her during
the nearly thirty hours they did their level best to turn her inside out. She
remembers riding in the trunk and getting tossed around as the car carried her
and the nerds to the place they had set up for her introduction to their world
that featured all the cock that a nymphomaniac like mom could ever need and
enough pain to satisfy all but the most dedicated masochist. Unfortunately for
mom the nerds were heavy into tits and the poor bitch had a great set that bore
plenty of evidence that they could absorb almost anything a person could dream
up to do to them. By the time they got done with mom's tits she had discovered a
whole new world of hurt that she never dreamed of. These nerds were truly a
fucked-up bunch of young perverts.
 Once they got mom inside their place, they wasted no time breaking her
in. All told there were eight teens involved, and everyone of them could come
all night. Now mom must have figured that these virgins would come in seconds
and after a round, none of them would be in any condition to want another crack
at her. She badly underestimated the sneakiness of this pack of nerds. For
openers, the group, four in all, waiting for her at the house had spent their
time watching the porn collector's top ten jerk-off specials. So by the time she
arrived they had shot off enough times to guarantee that they'd last more than
just a minute or so once they sank their dicks into mom's cunt. In addition they
planned to make sure that mom was kept gainfully employed sucking those who had
already blasted off inside her back to readiness for another round. Young
teenagers like this bunch had incredible recuperative powers, so there would be
no way that a fresh cock would not be available, no matter what time it was or
no matter how many rounds had already gone by.
 What truly blew mom's mind was when Elf announced the menu that had been
prepared for her gangbang. They would start off fucking her cunt, then she'd be
face-fucked and forced to swallow every drop. During the next round they would
concentrate on her asshole, another virgin territory for them to explore. Next
up would be the ever popular deep throating experience which would provide mom
with plenty of protein to help her keep going throughout the evening and into
the next day. Like Cinderella she had to be back at her house by midnight of the
following day since I had arranged for another group to pick her up at that time
and take her over to their place for another gangbang. Needless to say that
other gangbang had to be postponed; but that's another story for another time.
 Then in subsequent rounds they would move into the more unconventional
types of sex, based on the porn addict's collection of high quality smut. This
included such exotic couplings as double penetration; one in her ass and one in
her cunt, triple penetration which added another cock to the mix that would plug
her mouth, then double vaginal and double anal, which need no explanation, but
required a set of blueprints in order to perform properly. There would also be
the ever-popular ass to mouth move and Elf's favorite, tit fucking. This latter
exercise was to be the downfall of mom.
 Mom was placed on a mattress located in the livingroom and the fun began
once they removed her leg irons and the O-ring gag. The gang of nerds proceeded
to try to ream, wrack, wreck, warp and ruin mom's insides. What these rascals
lacked in size and finesse they more than made up for with their boundless
enthusiasm and perpetual hardons. Mom's cunt was soon saturated with boy cum and
for hour after hour her cunt oozed and leaked the white stuff as these sex
crazed teens continued to dump load after load into her cunt, mouth and asshole.
She swallowed so much cum that her belly got round. Mom lost her voice sometime
in the early morning as the relentless battering her throat was taking finally
made her vocal cords give way for the rest of the session. For that particular
exercise they used a special dental fixture that one of the nerds had liberated
from his dad's office. It propped her mouth wide open and kept her from biting
as their cocks punched away at her throat.
 At around dawn the nerds finally had their fill of what was left of mom.
During that long night and morning Mom sort of drifted in and out of
consciousness as they hammered away on and in her body. Twice during the night
and morning they had forced some pills down her throat that kept her wide awake
and made her sort of jumpy as well. She said that when it came to sheer numbers,
this was the biggest gangbang she had ever experienced. Fortunately the nerds
were still a few years away from maxing out in cock size and their practical
knowledge of the female anatomy was so sketchy that she was able to almost fall
asleep during portions of this ordeal.  This is not to say that mom wasn't good
and sore by the time the last nerd pumped the last few million blind swimmers
deep inside her cunt or was it her asshole? At that point she couldn't remember.
 Another bad thing that happened to her during the night was many of the
nerds had nothing to do for relatively long periods of time, say twenty minutes
or so. They started to use this time to explore mom's body in a little more
detail. Her big tits got plenty of attention, the nipples were pulled, yanked,
stretched, licked, sucked and pinched. Her tits were bitten and covered with
slobber from the relentless mouths that took turns roving over those fat globes.
Worse yet some of the more inquisitive ones began to probe her well-fucked cunt.
She took lots of middle fingers up her twat as they took turns searching for her
G-spot; they never did find it. Then one of the more adventurous nerds decided
to see how many fingers he could get into mom's cunt. This naturally led to a
contest and it esculated to the point that one of the younger nerds actually got
his entire hand inside her cunt. Lucky for mom there was a shift change and he
and his buddy got a chance to try out their version of double anal on her.
 Once the sun came up, the nerds marched mom to the bathroom for her
first break of the session. So far none of them had used any form of protection,
and that policy would continue in force for the rest of her stay. Mom wasn't
concerned about getting knocked up since her tubes had been tied off a couple of
years ago after her second husband had dumped her. However just to make sure,
the nerds decided to try out some home remedies that one of them had collected
from the Internet. It was no big deal until they gave her one called the
Mexican whorehouse super douche.
 This little bottle of concentrated hell contained such items as
liquified jalapeno peppers, a couple of teaspoonfuls of drain cleaner, a few
drops of ammonia, and some other mysterious chemicals all mixed into about a
quart of used motor oil that had been drained from the crankcase of a car engine
driven for nearly ten thousand miles before the oil was changed. The originator
of this recipe claimed that the motor oil was a critical ingredient and must
have been used for at least five thousand miles to be effective. All mom knew
was that she felt as if somebody had just set fire to her pussy, and acted
accordingly, screaming at the top of her lungs and doing everything except froth
at the mouth as the mixture ate away the mucus membrane lining her cunt. There
is no telling what might have happened had not one of them shoved a hose into
her twat and diluted this fiendish mixture before flushing it from her body.
 Mom had a bit of a hard time taking a piss, even though she hadn't peed
in nearly twelve hours. The reason for this was twofold: one, the douche had
managed to work its way up her piss hole and that short, narrow tube was mighty
sensitive, and two, the fact that the nerds crowded around, poked at her cunt
and made all sorts  of obscene remarks as she strained to release the contents
of her very full bladder. Once she was successful it seemed to inspire some of
the more freaky nerds to join her. Soon she was being drenched in the piss
issuing from about half the teens watching her pee. This in turn led to a cold
shower and a brisk rubdown that made her feel as if they were trying to scrub
ther skin right off her body. Then it was downstairs to the cellar for some more
very serious business. For the rest of the day and well into the evening her
tits were tortured mercilessly as she screamed and begged them to stop, not
really being very sincere in her pleading for death to avoid the terrible pain
they were delivering to those big knockers.

    (To be continued)
 
    Mom's Mistake

      Chapter 4

 Mom took one look around the basement which now had been turned into a
torture chamber, and realized she was far from being out of the woods when it
came to the pain and suffering she would be forced to endure. Her eyes homed in
on the large wooden frame occupying one corner of the basement. and the heavy
wooden chair situated at the center of the room. They moved from these pieces of
furniture to the objects hanging from the walls. There were all sorts of whips,
chains, leather restraints and other items that she  imagined were designed to
do even more damage to a person's body than the other implements she had noted.
Fortunately for mom, the nerds had planned to use only a few of the torture
tools during this session. Unfortunately for mom they planned to concentrate on
her big tits, with some side trips to her armpits, pussy and ass.
 She was led to the chair and her eyes got real big when she spotted the
thick metal dildo, studded with bumps, jutting up from the seat. It must have
been at least eight inches in length. What mom didn't know was the dildo was
electrified; she would discover this much later, and live to regret it. Mom
secretly gave thanks that the nerds had spent plenty of time widening her
asshole, it still was partially agape. Despite that, it was tough sledding for
her asshole to swallow the entire length of this metal monster. What made the
process so difficult and painful were the nodules that first her sphincter and
then her rectum had to adjust to on the trip down. It was a teary-eyed woman
whose butt cheeks finally settled onto the rough wooden seat of the chair.
 Mom's ankles were clamped to the chair's front legs, spreading her
thighs apart so there was some access to her well-fucked cunt for more fun and
games of the painful type. Her arms, cuffed at the wrists, were yanked up and
then pulled over and down the back of the chair forcing her to arch her back and
more importantly, stick out her big tits. Her cuffs were chained to a ring
located on the back of the chair, fixing her naked body into this awkward
position.
 She started sweating when a wooden plank was produced and fitted into
the chair in much the same way as the table of a highchair. Now her breasts were
lying on the plank, ready for all manner of mischief. Most of the nerds took up
positions surrounding her, waiting for Elf and another nerd to begin the show.
Elf's assistant grinned stupidly as he presented an open box filled with the
kind of  tacks used for cork boards. The needle points were perhaps an inch in
length and capped with round plastic heads of different colors. The nerd made a
mocking bow in her direction and offered the box to Elf.
 The nerd leader selected two pins with red heads and before she knew
what had happened, he drove first one and then the other into her nipples,
pinning them to the wood. Mom reacted to the pain by trying to move her tits,
but the pins held the nipples in place. To make sure that she couldn't tear
free, Elf drove  a half dozen pins into the tit meat surroundng her skewered
nipples, making the nipple bonding secure. Then he stepped back and swept his
arm out as he said, "O.K. gang let's make like those big tits are Gulliver and
we're the Lilliputians. I want to see those big bags nailed to the plank so she
won't be able to give us any trouble when we fry them with electricity and pump
those babies up until they're as big as her head." Had any of them taken a peek
at what was going on betwen her legs, they might have realized that mom thought
she had died and gone to heaven.
 As the old saying goes, "the best laid plans of mice and men, etc, etc."
The nerds quickly found out that the inch long pins could only be used on the
perimeter of her big tits. Moving an inch or so inside made the pins useless as
far as helping attach her knockers to the plank; they were not long enough to
penetrate through her tit flesh. A hurried conference was called to discuss this
matter, and a pair of nerds were sent off to purchase longer pins, and lots of
them. In the meantime the rest of the boys amused themselves by smashing their
fists down on her tits, flattening them against the wood and gradually causing
them to swell and discolor.  The odor from the cunt juice oozing from mom's
pussy became noticeable. One of the bolder kids stuck his fingers deep into her
dripping snatch and then made her lick the juices from them. It was monkey see,
monkey do, in no time flat. The nerds lined up and scooped up mom's pussy juice
as fast as she could make it, feeding it to her or rubbing it on her tacked-down
tits.
 Elf and a couple of his buddies rummaged around in the basement torture
chamber to come up with other stuff to try out on their guest. They came up with
a small hand-pumped glass tube with a mouth large enough to accommodate mom's
nipples or her clit. The principle of operation was simple; the attached pumping
bulb could be used to evacuate most of the air from the tube, thus creating a
partial vacuum that was sufficient for their purposes. The loss of presssure on
one side of her nipple or clit made it swell as it attempted to arrive at
another state of equilibrium or balance between the two differing pressure
levels. They oohed and ahhed as mom's nipple would grow big as the air was drawn
away from the tube. It reached its limit in growth fairly quickly and then no
amount of pumping would change matters. However the swelling was decidedly
uncomfortable for their captive. They grew tired of this game and Elf allowed
his buddies to use the pins to once more tack her nipples to the plank. Mom
groaned loudly as they clumsily replaced them.
 The other item they came up with was truly a tool of the devil. It
didn't look like much, but the squat cylinder made of metal featuring what
looked like a spout located on the top would in truth make mom sincerely and
loudly beg for mercy when it was used on her. This device was a small steam
heater that was used in the kitchen to remove dried food stains and the like. It
took a cupful of tap water and within a minute the electrical heater element
would bring the liquid to a boil, creating the steam source. The jet of steam
could be focused to a very small spot, something less than the diameter of a
dime. The first time they used it on mom's breast, she nearly tore free of the
pins holding her tit to the wood. The area affected bythe steam quickly formed a
blister that was easily burst, bringing another strangled gasp from the helpless
woman.
 Within half an hour, mom was turned into a babbling, crying, pleading
mass of twitching flesh. Her big tits were pock-marked with small craters that
were formerly blisters created on her tit meat which had burst from handling or
the over zealous application of the steam jet to her skin. Just as they were
attempting to bring the jet to bear on her dripping cunt, the nerds returned
with a selection of sewing needles capable of totally penetrating much of her
big bags of fat.
 Two lines of nerds quickly formed at her pinned tits and started
hammering the sewing needles through her tit flesh, further securing her fun
bags to the wooden board. Mom's cunt dripped steadily as row after row of
needles punctured her beasts. A small pool of cunt juice formed between her
spread thighs and began to drip to the floor. Mom was really getting into this
nasty torture that her big titties were receiving. Elf had picked up on the fact
that this treatment was not producing the desired effect. So he intervened and
suggested that they should concentrate on seeing how many needles they could
shove under her finger and toe nails without breaking them off. Then he stood
back and watched the fun.
 Mom started to scream her head off as needles were driven haphazardly
under her toenails by pairs of nerds, while the same treatment was being dished
out to her fingernails. It got even worse when one of the nerds decided to heat
up the five needles he had managed to force under the nail on her index finger.
Her screams went up another octave; this was major pain and even a dedicated
masochist like her had limits. She passed out repeatedly as one after another,
each nail was treated to similar torture. The stink of cooking flesh soon even
got to the nerds and they finally discontinued this terrible treatment and stood
back in awe as her unconscious body continued to react to the pain that radiated
from the burned flesh beneath her nails.
 Elf decided that their guest needed a change of scenery, and so he
directed his gang to see about detaching her tits from the plank so they could
transfer her to the wooden frame which would allow them much more access to her
naked body. Prying her tits off the wooden board proved to be a daunting task.
It was fairly trivial to yank the corkboard tacks from her swollen titties, but
the needles were another matter altogether. Many of the needles were completely
buried in her titmeat at angles going from acute to obtuse. Those that weren't,
required that they be individually removed with needle-nosed pliers.
 In some cases buried needles could be accessed by use of knife blades,
the kind used for dining rather than carving, that could pry up a section of
breast, forcing the flesh to be pulled free so that the needle could  be  bent
down  to prevent its reentry into her fun bag. The corollary to this approach
worked for the other needles. Here her tit was pressed flat, causing the needles
to become exposed so that they could be pulled from her flesh with pliers. By
the time her tits had been freed from the plank they were stippled with blood
blisters from the cruel techniques that had been used on them. However mom's
cunt was juicing once again, a sign that she was digging this level of pain.
 They dragged the rubber-legged woman over to the frame and lashed her
naked body securely to the corners using plastic ties, the kind designed for
industrail applications such as holding heavy weights in position on a pallet.
These bit into her wrists and ankles to the point that trickles of blood ran
from some areas. In this configuration mom was placed in a semi-squatting
position, her thighs spread wide, offering total access to her dripping cunt,
her arms pulled taut at an angle tha allowed her armpits to be brought into
play.
 The nerds waited for their leader to come up with some ideas for hurting
her. Elf now faced the challenge of providing mom the kind of pain that was too
intense for her to enjoy, yet not to the level that would cause serious damage
to her body or disfigure it in any permanent way. This was the kind of problem
that the gang of nerds could really get into. So they held a discussion while
their captive hung from her bonds blinking and mumbling from the residual pain
that she was still experiencing from having her breasts and nails so cruelly
treated.
 For openers he had them use some of the ties to noose her tits
individually. They twisted them tight until she began to gasp from the pain.
Then they backed off by one turn and let nature take its course. With time, as
the blood circulation was reduced, her tits would begin to swell, thus cutting
off all circulation to those big bags of flesh. They would swell further and
turn colors, finally becoming near black. At this point she would be only a few
hours away from tissue death. Depending on the risk that her tormentors wished
to take, they might wait another hour or even two, before loosening the ties and
allowing the blood to rush back into the bloated black bags of boob flesh. Once
sensation began to return, she would be in agony, the pain peaking after a time
and then slowly subsiding as the breasts returned to something akin to normal.
 While this process was playing itself out, there were other interesting
things that the gang of nerds could do to a rapidly weakening mom. A group
decided to expand their knowledge of the female genitals. They pulled up a
couple of chairs and took turns probing mom's fleshy cunt lips, clitoris and the
entrance to her pussy, using some of the very needles that had been embedded in
her tits. They were now wise to her and paid close attention to the amount of
cunt juice that oozed from her twat.
 They quickly discovered that piercing her outer cunt lips only caused
her to secrete even more of that gooey fluid with its cloying aroma. However
when they began driving needles into her inner lips, especially around the
region close to her hooded clit, the flow dried up rather quickly. Skewering the
clit itself made her scream in genuine pain from the sensory overload her mind
and nervous system weren't able to handle. At one point her clit had six needles
penetrating that sexual hot button. Naturally it was only time before one of the
brighter members of the gang got the idea of heating those metal skewers and
soon the stink of her sizzling clit slowly cooking in its own sex juices
permeated the area. Mom's eyes rolled back into her head , her body shuddered
and twitched, then she fainted dead away.

        (To be continued)  
 
    Mom's Mistake

      Chapter 5

 While the nerds amused themselves learning all they could about mom's
tastes in pain, their leader worked furiously on a list of potential tortures
that they might try on their guest of honor. Once the list was fleshed out, it
became apparent that it would be more reasonable to move mom back to the wooden
chair. However he did come up with a few that would work ideally in the position
that their captive was now occupying. He figured that it would take at least
another couple of hours until the ties would provide the full effect on their
guest's tits.
 Elf called a pair of his nerd crew over and instructed them to retrieve
the fireworks that they hadn't used during last summer's celebration of our
nation's independence. This would be a good way to pass the time and also allow
them to learn even more about mom's preferences and limits for pain. To Elf
there was nothing more satisfying than discovering a way to perform parallel
processing.
 While they were searching, he told another pair to bring out the
rheostat controlled generator. This would provide lots of information on mom's
ability to take pain and how much was too much. Not only that, he was pretty
well convinced that what it took to make her beg for mercy in one spot on her
body was not the same as another. Except for her big tits which were getting
bigger by the minute and headed toward the color black, the rest of  her naked
body was open for testing.
 They would all be in nerd heaven as they got the opportunity to take a
wealth of data that would require computer analysis to develop the proper
algorithm for electrically torturing this woman. He was already thinking ahead
to other opportunities that would allow him to test other female specimens of
different ages and body weight. Elf was sure that given enough specimens and
collecting the right kind of data he would be able to come up with a practical
algorithm that would allow any male to pick the correct levels of power for any
female despite her age or differences in body weight. He began to wonder if he
could convince his mother and perhaps his cousin to join  this test group. That
would certainly make for a most enjoyable time around his place and keep his
crew gainfully employed doing something that would benefit mankind, which in his
warped world only included members of the male race of humans.
 The nerds wheeled the generator close to the frame on which mom was
roped. It took a few minutes to get the leads untangled and the alligator clips
properly attached to them. Then the fun began. Special conducting paste was
smeared over the insides of her spread thighs, and then the leads were clipped
to the pinched skin and checked to make sure they were digging in to the correct
depth before the nerds started putting the juice through her. To ascertain the
dividing point between pleasure and pain, one nerd was assigned to check her
cunt for moisture. He inserted a mini-hygrometer into her pussy that measured
the relative humidity within. The jucier the cunt, the higher the reading. With
all systems functioning and every nerd in place, the experiment started in
earnest. Over the next hour or so the wattmeter at the house spun at a fairly
rapid rate as they passed electricity through various portions of her anatomy,
lighting her up like a Christmas tree.
 As Elf had predicted, it took differing amounts of electric power to
reach the pain threshold for different portions of her anatomy. Her erogenous
zones, those places that were the most sexually sensitive, took the most power
before pain ovecame the pleasure she was experiencing. Her pussy took the
maximum dose of power, nearly smoking before her cunt juices dried up. They
checked it out from top to bottom, side to side and then from front to back,
which proved to be a very tricky measurement. For this test they inserted a
insulated metal probe deep into her fuckbox until the exposed tip contacted her
uterus. The other probe  was an alligator clip that was attached to her cunt
lip. The nerd checking her pussy for moisture swore he heard the juices in her
cunt boiling away as the power reached almost to the limit of the rheostat
controlling the generator's current output. As for mom, she screamed and begged,
all the while her body danced to the electric boogie.
 Many of the nerds were very surprised to learn that mom's asshole could
take plenty of current before she started to hurt. This proved to be a most
messy experiment since once the pain threshold was achieved, mom lost control of
her bowels and dumped the contents of her lower intestines onto the floor
beneath the frame, causing the experimenters to scatter. This combined with the
smell of her cooking flesh were considered to be the major drawbacks of this
testing program. Elf made a note to get some kind of exhaust fan in place before
they ran the next set of tests and see about situating mom over the floor drain.
 Most of the nerds reacted rather badly to the stink of mom's flesh as it
sizzled and even popped in some places, such as her big meaty ass which must
have had a higher than average fat content. Of even greater interest was the
extremely low level of power it took when electricity was passed through mom's
brain. Many people consider the brain to be the most erogenous of all the zones,
but this experiment seemed to contradict that old wive's tale.
 The head nerd was delighted with this peliminary data and vowed that
there would be further experiments, hopefully involving other subjects besides
mom, who was in a bad way after only an hour or so of testing.The poor pain
sponge wasn't used to experiencing the kind of pain that the nerds were dishing
out to her. Elf finally decided that she had gone as far as was useful for his
first experiment. Unfortunately for mom that  meant she now faced a new and even
more fiendish type of torture. Worse still her big tits were now the size and
color of two old fashioned bowling balls, so swollen that the skin covering them
was stretched to near its bursting point. In those places where her tits had
been riddled with pins and needles as well as being scalded, the skin was
beginning to break open. Her tits were quickly becoming stippled with tiny spots
of blood that oozed up from the wounds that had been made in them previously.
 While she had been taking enough electricity to light up a small city,
the nerds tasked with obtaining the fireworks had been busy extracting the
powder from them and mixing it with a matrix that would allow the explosive
material to be painted onto mom's skin. Just for the fun of it, Elf decided that
mom's erogenous zones would be painted with the powder. Double thick layers were
painted around the entrance to her fuckbox, just touching her outer cunt lips
and butting up against the hood that protected her fat clit. Her anus and the
insides of her thighs received similar coatings, taking care not to actually
contact the supersensitive skin of her anal passageway. That would be reserved
for some later date when mom was in better shape to take that level of pain. Her
stubbled armpits received the thickest coating since Elf was into armpits, that
was his thing and so mom's would burn and smoke the most since he was in charge
of her torturing.
 Mom was so out of it by then, that she didn't realize what was in store
for her until the first match was struck and touched to the silver dollar sized
clump of black powder covering a  section of her inner thighs. At first she
spurted a gusher of cunt juice that landed nearly a foot in front of the frame
to which she was tied. Then as the stench of her charred flesh spread out from
where she writhed, she let out a cry that was part bellow, part shriek and got
louder as the powder burned away the outer layer of skin, leaving in its wake
something akin to a second degree burn.
 Mom was now wide awake and terrified as she finally got the picture.
These little fiends could do her some serious and permanent damage, perhaps
leaving her unable to enjoy being raped and tortured, a prospect that made her
head whirl. She nearly lost her mind when they lit up the entrance to her pussy.
She was sure that they had set her cunt on fire and she was going to be scarred
for life and unable to feel anything down there again. She shrieked like a
banshee and almost ruptured herself trying to escape from the ropes holding her
to the frame. She felt the pain surrounding the mouth of her cunt, but was in no
condition to realize that her fuckbox was unharmed. Except for a little
blistering of her clitoral hood she came away relatively unscathed. The area
around her cunt looked like it had been out in the sun way too long, but that
was the extent of it.
 The same could not be said for her armpits which were roasted to the
point that she was left with second degree burns in both. They had set them off
one at a time and watched her pussy squirt and then dry up as the flaming powder
burned deep into her flesh destroying  most of the protective layer of skin.
What would remain would be nothing but scar tissue that would always be a source
of some nagging pain whenever she had reason to move her arms in a certain way.
 There was a brief and very heated discussion held concerning whether to
extend the powder coating the region around her anus, with some arguing for it
to be run up the cleft between her ass cheeks. Elf was a bit concerned that
there was a possibilty that the skin of her flabby ass cheeks just might fuse
together when it was ignited, leading to some serious long term damage to a very
sensitive region of her body. Cooler heads prevailed and a compromise was
struck. A thin coating of powder was run between the bottom of her cunt and the
area just next to her sphincter muscle. To the delight of the nerds this little
bonfire finally caused mom to pass out from a combination of fear and pain.
 There were a number of high-fives exchanged between nerds as they
celebrated their complete dominance over their victim. There was no doubt in
anybody's mind that mom would give them plenty of respect the next time she was
their guest. Some even dared to dream that perhaps they might have the
opportunity to introduce mom to the newest members of their nerdette auxillary.
Elf had fired up their imaginations and the future now appeared to be limitless
to them. There still remained the fun that would be had when mom's huge
blackened tits were freed from the ties. They set about reviving the woman for
the next portion of her torture session.

    ( To be continued )
 
    Mom's Mistake

       Chapter 6

 The nerds had no problem in transporting their unconscious victim from
the frame back to the heavy wooden chair with its evil looking dildo protruding
from the seat. Mom began to regain consciousness as her asshole swallowed the
thick tapering metal tower. Her legs were spread and pulled up and under the
chair's seat, then anchored to the back, causing them to almost immediately
begin to cramp. Her arms were pulled up over the chair back and yanked down as
far as her shoulders would allow before being anchored to a ring set in the
wooden back. Two wide leather belts were cinched into her flesh just above and
below her massively swollen tits, which were now totally black. To finish
matters, a long thick vibrator was jammed deep inside the woman's cunt and held
in place by strips of duct tape just before the toy was activated. At a nod from
Elf the ties cutting off the blood to mom's tits were clipped, allowing the
circulation to be restored. They stood back and waited for the fun to begin.
They did not have long to wait.
 Mom began to groan and struggle against her bonds as the blood started
to work its way back into her bloated tit bags. Groans turned to screams that
grew louder and more shrill with time. Screams turned into squawks and almost
barking sounds as the pain grew even more intense. Now mom was making so much
noise that Elf had her gagged. Even with her mouth stuffed with a filthy rag
that had been used to clean up some of the mess she made when she lost control
of her bladder, mom's agonizing cries were still audible. While their captive
raved and struggled against the ropes and straps holding her naked body to the
heavy wooden chair, Elf had the tit platform and press reinstalled to allow them
to begin torturing her big tits once the pain from this little treatment
subsided.
 They watched with glee as their guest worked herself into a near frenzy
from the pain she was experiencing. Her eyes were wide open and her face
contorted from the pain and now turning a bright red as she croaked and shrieked
into the gag and mindlessly thrust against the unyielding ropes that held her
fast. Elf decided to take her mind off her troubles by turning on the metal
dildo that was buried deep inside her asshole. Once again mom discovered to her
dismay that the nerds had somehow enhanced the capabilities of this fiendish
length of metal that was now beginning to make her feel as if her rectum and
part of her lower intestines were being torn apart. Soon the pain got so bad
that she was forced to ignore the agony associated with her throbbing tits that
now were turning a bright shade of red as the blood circulation was restored.
 Mom realized that the dildo was  growing in size, forcing her sphincter
to its limit of elasticity and making the tender mucus membrane lining of her
asshole feel as if it had caught fire. Not only was the metal monster expanding,
it was beginning to move up and down, slowly at first, but as time elapsed, the
pumping speed began to significantly increase making her asshole burn as the
metal bored deeper and deeper into her rectum. Just when she thought nothing
more could happen to her from this terrible tool she got the first jolt of
electricity that roared through her lower intestines, taking her breath away and
making her eyes bulge from their sockets as she tried to accommodate to the
terrible pain originating deep inside her naked body.
 One nerd was closely monitoring the amount of pussy juice drooling from
her stuffed cunt. Once Elf began shocking her asshole, the amount increased
dramatically for a time. Then as Elf upped the power and blasted away at his
captive's tender insides, her cunt juice dried up, indicating that she was no
longer enjoying the pain. Elf gave her more juice and her face began to look
like a death's head mask, so tight did her skin begin drawing over her facial
muscles. Just for the hell of it Elf gave mom full power and watched
dispassionately as her naked body jiggled and danced to the fiery tune that he
was playing in her asshole. With a shudder mom passed out, still twitching
spasmodically but not controlled by any orders from her scrambled brain.
 It took some time to revive mom so she could suffer more torments. Elf
now ordered the nerd pack to watch as he worked on her tits, now almost fully
recovered from the terrible plastic ties that had pinched off the blood supply
to those massive mounds of tit flesh. The nerds watched gleefully as their
leader loaded up a huge syringe with a clear fluid that turned out to be water,
and then injected it straight into her tit through the nipple, taking his time
puncturing that nubbin of sensitive, ercetile flesh. He repeated the procedure
on her other tit as well while mom moaned loudly into her gag, and strained
against her bonds. Elf turned to the nerds and announced that there would be a
contest to see who could squeeze the most water from mom's injected tits.
 To make it interesting he decreed that they weren't allowed to use
anything but their bare hands to force the water from their victim's big tits.
The first few nerds who took the challenge had limited success, one managing to
squeeze approximately three drops of water from one of her nipples. Then one of
the more intelligent and sadistic nerds took a new approach that got substantial
results. He had one of his buddies hold mom's tit down on the wooden platform
and then he delivered a brutal blow to that fat lump of fat and tissue with his
fist. It made a sick squishing sound as it flattened mom's boob. Even as the
first scream started issuing from her lungs he gave her a second vicious punch
to the same spot and a stream of fluid squirted from the nipple. He stepped back
wirh a grin and flexed his muscle. For the next five minutes or so the nerds
took their best shots and their attack soon emptied what little water remained
captured within her breast flesh. About midway in this nerd feeding frenzy she
passed out, but the nerds didn't seem to be bothered by whether their victim was
conscious or not. All they were focused on was to beat those big bags until no
water remained within them.
 Elf woke mom up by giving her asshole another big dose of electricity.
This loosened up a few more sections of her lower intestines and a rank smell
quickly developed, evidence that her bowels were not yet totally empty. Elf made
a mental note that the next time they had mom over for a torture session, she
should get a couple of king sized enemas to make sure that she wouldn't create a
mess and produce the kind of stench that was currently getting in the way of
their total enjoyment of her punishment. Despite this she was wide awake and
available for anything that they could dream up to do to those huge tits that
still presented a challenge to them. The nerd leader let his followers take
turns loading mom's tits with water until they looked about a cup size larger.
 Since they now knew how to make her tits squirt, it wasn't as much fun
to smash them flat with their fists. Still that's what they did and by the time
they got done, mom's tits were swollen and turning colors once more from the
bruises that had been created by the almost continuous rain of blows that they
had received over about a twenty minute period. Elf decided to kick things up a
notch and add some new tortures to further ruin mom's big breasts. This time he
loaded the big syringe with a mixture of bee venom, concentrated chili peppers
and essence of nettles. This time he injected her tits starting at the area
attached to her chest wall, then working down those big fat mounds of meat until
he at last reached her swollen nipples which took a dose three or four times
greater than  any single injection he had given her tits previously.
 It was positively amazing how much swelling developed over the next
fifteen minutes. Mom's tits looked like huge multi-colored balloons trying to
float from her chest. She was in terrible pain as evidenced by the fact that her
cunt had stopped producing any pussy cream or even the hint of juice. Her eyes
bulged from their sockets and she shook her head from side to side as her tits
continued to bloat and feel as if they had been set on fire from the inside.
Things got worse for the pain slut when the nerds produced not one, but two
small vises and mounted them side by side on the platform that supported mom's
distended bags of throbbing pain. Tears began to fall from her eyes as she
realized what they were going to do to her super swollen tits.
 She went crazy as a pair of nerds took over the vises. They carefully
centered the flat metal faces of the vises so that as much of her distended tit
flesh as could be accommodated was stuffed between the plates. Then they began
to slowly turn the chucks to begin the process of moving the flat metal faces
closer to each other. After two turns of the chucks the metal plates had begun
to sink into her super sensitive flesh and she babbled like a baby as the first
wave of pain rippled out from her swollen tits. The next turn caused some
fissures to develop in those swollen bags of pain. The next turn, which was made
with some difficulty, brought cries of amazement from the nerds as her nipples
began to squirt a stream of putrid liquid from her flattening breasts. Mom was
sure that she had died and was now in hell suffering the torments of the damned.
 It took the combined efforts of two nerds working each vise to give the
chucks one more full turn. An even stronger and more violent emission of this
foul smelling liquid spurted a distance of three or four feet before landing on
the concrete floor. Mom's face had turned white and her entire body shook as if
she had the palsy. The pain level had reached a point where she appoached
madness; her mind was beginning to fail in an effort to block out the unending
agony that she was experiencing. The nerd leader nodded to his crew and watched
as the chucks made one more very slow turn as her tits were becoming squashed
between the inexorable pressure from the closing plates of roughened metal that
were starting to dig through her skin.
 There still was a terrible surprise in store for their victim. Had she
been paying attention, mom would have noticed the wires coming from the metal
plates. They ran to a rheostat that controlled the amount of electrical power
that could be transferred to the plates. Each vise was a self contained
electrical circuit. Electricity could be run from face plate to face plate, and
through anything attached between the plates, such as mom's tits. It was also
possible to produce enough power to heat the plates as well. However power could
not be run from vise to vise, thus nearly eliminating the possibility of sending
an electric pulse through the victim's heart, which might cause the muscle to go
into ventricular fibrillation, a condition that often leads to death.
 To make it easier to electrically torture mom's tits, Elf would inject a
conducting electrolyte into her flattened knockers to allow power to be passed
through them. Mom had once more passed out from the pain as the plates squashed
her tits almost flat, tearing open some of the skin covering those bruised and
battered bags of fat. Once more she was jolted into consciousness by means of
the electrified dildo planted deep within her asshole. It took some time before
the plates on the vises began to heat up, but soon mom was struggling madly
against her bonds in a vain attempt to escape the growing pain that was
enveloping her flattened tits. The stench associated with sizzling flesh began
to permeate the cellar as the fat in her tits began to cook from the inside.
 Mom passed out once again and Elf mentally cursed himself for being too
rash with how he applied the power to his guest's tits. He stuck out his finger
and jerked it away quickly once it contacted the heated metal plates that were
still crushing mom's boobs in a grip of steel. He wondered just how much damage
those big meat bags had taken from the heated plates that perhaps were now stuck
tightly to the skin of her tits. Tearing those tits away from the plates might
prove to be a daunting task and he feared the consequences of returning mom in a
condition that would require extensive bed rest or worse still, a visit to the
emergency room and all the questions that it would cause.

    ( To be continued )
 
    Mom's Mistake

      Chapter 7

 It took some doing, but somehow they managed to get mom's tits separated
from the vises without taking off too much skin. The use of a considerable
amount of vegetable oil to soften up her breast skin and a lot of patience using
model-making knives to carefully peel away the skin from the vise faces that was
only burned but not charred, did the trick. Mom didn't help matters much by
jerking around in her bonds and screaming at the top of her lungs whenever one
of the nerds using a knife slipped up and cut off some flesh with the skin. Elf
finally had enough of her noise making and ordered her to be gagged once more,
which helped matters considerably.
 Once they got mom out of her seat and free of her bonds and the gag, she
proceeded to give them an earful and for that little display she found herself
back in the soup, so to speak. Generally nerds are pretty tame, but this pack
had been getting slammed by their prisoner for much too long and so they reacted
a bit violently to her harangue. A giant nerd by the name of Atlas got mom in a
strangle hold and in no time flat her eyes were on the verge of popping out from
their sockets. While she was thus occupied, another nerd got close enough to her
flailing form to let her have a good kick to the crotch. Unfortunately for mom,
this particular nerd was a seond degree black belt and his kick nearly crippled
her for life. Another nerd landed a shot to her skull with his home-made
blackjack, and mom was out like a light. Elf called a halt to the proceedings
for fear that any further use of force might damage mom to the point that she'd
need hospitalization. This did not mean that she was off the hook, far from it.
 Elf decided that mom needed a lesson or two before they put her in the
duffel bag and transported her back to her owners. He had her dragged over to
the electric chair and strapped in once more. This time he glued the electrodes
to the unconscious pain slut's temples. Then they roused her by passing a butane
torch just beneath her big tits. As soon as she was aware of her surroundings,
the switch was thrown and she took a major jolt of juice through her befogged
brain. Elf asked her a few questions such as " Did she want to get fucked some
more?', which she responded to immediately with a vigorous nodding of her head.
He announced that was the wrong answer and she received another dose of
electrons that raced through her skull, frying all sorts of brain cells in the
process. Mom still got the answer to that question wrong, but this time it took
her a few seconds before she made a slight nod and then remained with her head
slumped against her badly burned and skinned tits. The third time proved to be
the charm. They gave her a massive blast of electricity, so much in  fact that
the lights in the house and the surrounding homes actually dimmed. This time
when she was questioned, she just gave Elf a blank stare and drooled from the
corners of her mouth.
 Although mom was no longer interested in doing the nasty with the
nerds,this didn't mean they weren't eager to get a few final sendoffs into their
guest before she was taken away from them. Elf had the gang move their living
blow-up doll to a low bench and make sure she was securely restrained. They used
plastic ties to bind her wrists so tightly that they disappeared into her
swollen flesh within minutes. For laughs they put double ties around her bloated
tits and in no time at all they were again the size of bowling balls and turning
as black as the ace of spades. To make it even more entertaining, they also tied
off her nipples, which took some doing, but the nerds could do amazingly things
once they put their minds to it.
 Two lines formed at opposite ends of the bench upon which the nearly
senseless fuck pig was bound with straps to keep her still for whatever torment
the nerds could dream up to do to her as their way of saying "Thanks it's been
fun for us and we hope it's been pure hell for you."  Elf decreed that no nerd
worth his salt would actually fornicate in any standard manner with this less
than ideal sex surrogate. He challenged his nerd posse to come up with creative
ideas to get off without allowing the fuckmeat to derive any enjoyment
whatsoever from the act. They reponded in true nerd fashion, doing their best to
bring her as close to death as she could tolerate and leaving her with memories
that would trigger off nightmares for the next month or until they had another
go at her.
 Mom's head was dangling over the edge of the bench, making it easy for
any nerd, even those not worth their salt, to stick his hard cock down her
throat to make her gag on it until she finally passed out. To make her even more
cooperative, a dental fixture was inserted into her mouth and racheted open
until her jaws were on the verge of becoming unhinged. One of the meaner and
smarter nerds came up with the idea of stuffing cotton in her nostrils to make
it even harder for her to get any air. Now she could be asphixiated even faster,
but that was too simple for the group. It was a lot more fun to slowly slide
one's dick down her throat until her eyes bulged, and then draw it out just long
enough for her to gasp for a precious gulp of air before the hard length of cock
was once more plugging her throat.
 Then they came up with the team throat gag. Two nerds stood on opposite
sides and took turns gagging her, going straight down her throat and then back
out as fast as they could, then letting the other take his turn. This was
repeated until mom's face turned blue. Attempts to turn this game into a three
nerd effort were unsuccessful, but they had a good time trying. Then they
graduated to the simultaneous throat block, two dicks jammed down her sore
gullet and held steady as she made all sorts of weird whistling sounds just
before a mixture of puke and saliva pushed the wads of cotton from her nostrils.
All the while these fun and games were taking place, mom's tits were becoming
blacker and even more bloated from the ties that had disappeared into her
swollen tit flesh. Her noosed nipples looked like a pair of black mushrooms
pushing up from the blue-black areolas on her distended tits. It was truly
amazing just how hard those bloated bags and nips got from being almost garroted
by the ties.
 There were some nerds who were more into humiliation and degradation
than their peers. However since fuckmeat was out of it, their efforts did not
come to fruition. Despite this, they did their best, taking turns to have her
lick and suck their assholes. After numerous frustrating experiences, they took
to pissing down her throat which was great fun. If she got slow on the intake
there was a good chance that she'd get piss in her lungs which would lead to
some major coughing fits, made even more painful by additional streams of piss
flowing south as she was trying to upchuck previously ingested liquid wastes
north. There were times when mom did a pretty good imitation of a fountain as
she spewed up loads of piss, only to be flooded by even more contributions. Even
the nerds who were using her cunt got into the act, moving from her swollen,
dried up cunt to empty their bladders into her propped open mouth.
 Once everyone had pissed themselves dry, a few of the more creative
nerds went upsatirs to the kitchen to see what they could scrounge up that might
go down their captive's throat without causing her any serious internal
distress. The nerds carefully read every label before making a decision on
whether it should be fed into their living blow-up doll. There were enough
acceptable items that very soon mom's belly was so swollen that she looked as if
she was at least a month overdue with triplets.
 Oxidizers like bleach and hydrogen peroxide were diluted in plenty of
water to avoid badly burning the lining of their guest's throat and innards.
However a lot less water was employed when it came to detergents and most
household cleaners, which she ingested by the quart. In the case of vinegar she
swallowed over a pint straight from the bottle and had a very hard time keeping
it down until one of the nerds followed a big slug with some bicarbonate of soda
that calmed things down in her stomach, at least enough so that she wasn't
spewing it back out after a minute or so. Finally they made her chug nearly a
quart of cooking oil mixed with some lard they found moldering in the back of
the refrigerator. Mom passed out and stayed out despite numerous efforts to
revive her.It didn't appear she was in any great difficulty, since she was still
breathing regularly and twitching only on occasion.
 Those  nerds who had opted to do bad things to her genitals and internal
sex organs were undeterred by her being unconscious. It seems that her
production of pussy juice continued unabated even while she was out cold. Thus
they had a good indicator of how she was reacting to being fisted, having her
vagina stuffed with pastes and compounds guaranteed to eat away the mucus
membrane that was the last line of defense for her fun tunnel, and blasts of
cold water that were squirted into her vagina by a high pressure hose that was
so powerful it could, and did tilt her uterus. However these treatments were
only a prelude to the process of decorating their sex slave so that all who used
her afterwards knew whose property she was. This did not make her owners very
happy, but some of the decorations proved to be rather permanent.
 One nerd had modified a Dremel tool to operate like a tattoo needle; the
details are too complicated to describe, but it worked in a sense. Unlike the
tattooist's reciprocating needle, this version worked by using micro beads of
glass to literally blast the skin away in an extremely small area.  Using tiny
stencils made from a thin but sturdy alloy that was machined using a computer
assisted design program, the subject could be effectively tattooed. The deeper
the original wound, the more permanent the tattoo. For this procedure, the nerd
operator had to wear a magnifying lens similar to those used by surgeons.
 It took nearly a half hour to emboss the area around mom's cunt  with
the words "PROPERTY OF ELF'S POSSE". Another fifteen minutes were required to
create a arrow starting just below her navel that ran down to the top of her
cunt. At the tip of the arrow were stenciled the words "INSERT COCK HERE".
Neither was very original, but by her next visit there would be plenty of novel
inscriptions ready to be applied to various portions of her anatomy, including
as it turned out, her tongue. Unfortunately mom's current comatose state
precluded the usual screams and howls that a normal woman would have produced
had she been marked with this fiendish tool.
 All good things must come to an end, and so it was with mom's first
visit to Elf and his posse. The final act of the nerds was both crude and
brutal, not at all in keeping with their claim of superior taste and
intelligence. This was one of the main reasons that nerds are nerds, they cannot
see themselves, no matter how long they stand in front of the mirror. They
hammered a number of tapered pieces of wood purloined (another nerd affectation,
others steal, nerds purloin) from the school wood shop into mom's fucked out
cunt and gaping asshole, until both orifices were closed tight with a solid ring
of wooden stakes. They got this idea from a Piccard graphic novel. Satisfied
that their work was over for this session, Elf had mom stuffed into the duffel
bag and taken out to the car for delivery back to her point of origin.
 Honey and I hit the ceiling when we saw her condition and realized that
she would be unable to fulfill the needs of the customer who would be arriving
shortly to collect her. Worse still, those stupid little pricks hadn't bothered
to remove the ties from mom's tits and nipples, not to mention her wrists. It
took us nearly ten  minutes of very hard work to manage to remove them from her
and then we had to listen to her screaming her head off until Honey forced half
a bottle of booze down her throat to shut mom up. I won't even go into the
problems we had getting those wooden stakes out of her cunt and asshole.
 There was hell to pay for this excessive mistreatment of our property
and it took some doing before an accommodation of sorts could be worked out
between Elf and us. Of interest it involved the incorporation of some members of
the newly formed Nerdette Ladies Auxilliary that sealed the deal. How this came
to pass will be the subject of a future installment of this little tale.

    ( To be continued)
 
    Mom's Mistake

      Chapter 8

Abstract:  Some background on what makes a nerd a nerd is presented, using the
life of Elf as an example. His mother inspires the nerd to utilize his twisted
intellectual gifts to turn her into his home entertainment center as a minimum.
Not completely satisfied, he goes on to blackmail his highschool history
teacher, a closet nerd and masochist, into becoming a charter member of the
Nerdette Ladies Auxiliary (NLA). Elf sees an opportunity to join the NLA with
the cottage industry whose sole asset is one battered fuck-pig /pain-slut, who
is too old to handle the demands for her services. The first NLA candidates,
including Elf's mother and the teacher he is blackmailing, are taken to the
cabin that spawned mom, in order that they be initiated.
 
 Depending on your perspective, Elf and his posse were either the cream
of the crop or the absolute dregs of the nerd world. They were introspective to
the extreme, insecure, highly intelligent, completely orthogonal to the
standards set by "normal" society, and repelled and awed at the same time by
members of the opposite sex. Whether it had something to do with breast feeding,
toilet training, or a combination of both plus other factors too strange to even
consider, was a subject for the psychology mavens to argue about in their spare
time. The rest of their time and energy was focused on making huge amounts of
money trying to keep these unfortunates from harming themselves or those around
them.
 The Nerdette Ladies Auxiliary was a perfect example of the extremely
bizarre world that they inhabited. All members of Elf's posse had a thing for at
least one female member of their immediate family, or a fellow female student.
In all cases this love-hate relationship could only be formed between the male
nerd and his female fixation provided she had some type of physical imperfection
that gave the male nerd a feeling of superiority to her. Once this bond was
established, it always developed into a classic obsessive-compulsive
relationship that usually was never truly actualized.
 Elf, the nerd leader, if such a position was truly possible in that
bizarre world, had a major thing for his mother and a growing thing for his
history teacher. Elf's mother was in her late 40s, with big tits, a broad ass, a
gut that was the result of drinking a case of beer every week, and an itch
between her legs that constantly nagged at her. Elf's father had left for parts
unknown when he was still in diapers, so his mother was the center of his
universe until he reached the age when he discovered that his cock had more than
one function.
 It was his mother who accidently induced his first orgasm when he was
around eight or nine. She was giving him his bath, and as usual she was wearing
only her underwear because the boy liked to play when he was in the tub. On that
particular day he was particularly rambunctious and his mother wound up removing
her bra which had become soaked. For some strange reason Elf started to suck on
one of her fat nipples and before he knew it, his little dick got stiff as a
board. It remained that way until she was drying him off. Whether by accident or
design she put her hand around his hard prick and gave it a few squeezes. The
next thing they knew a stream of watery fluid was streaming from the tip of his
dick and running over his mother's hand. She acted as if nothing of consequence
had occurred, but the twisted bond between Elf and  his mother was formed that
day and continued to grow stronger with each passing year.
 The nerd made the connection between getting off and seeing his mother
in her underwear or less. Like all young boys he masturbated relentlessly,
shooting off more and more of that sticky fluid as his prick grew and his
fantasies about his mother increased. Since Elf was gifted with a great degree
of intelligence, he put it to use to develop an elaborate spying network in the
house that allowed him to peep at his mother in most of the rooms, especially
the bathroom and her bedroom. Those two places had various peep holes that gave
him total access no matter what part of them she occupied.
 The shows that his mother put on for her son were well beyond what most
women performed in private. Elf's mother had a strong sex drive, but being
ditched by her first husband made her nervous about entering into another
relationship. Then as the years rolled by and she got fatter and more slovenly,
she too retreated into the fantasy world of "self abuse". By the time Elf was
beginning highschool, his mother was his sole sex fantasy.Why not, she did it
all for him. He could watch her shower and play with herself, take long baths
and really play with herself, or lie on her bed, stark naked with her legs
spread wide and jam her favorite vibrator into her hairy cunt. His spying places
soon had a crust of dried semen that covered perhaps a few square feet of the
floor and was at least a couple of inches thick, quite a tribute to an
overweight, blowsy woman who had little if any self-esteem left.
 At school Elf joined the photography club and in no time was setting up
remote controlled still cameras and his favorite, a fisheye video tape recorder
that could produce good pictures in low light levels. Now he was in meatbeater's
heaven as his home reconnaissance network provided him with high octane material
that kept him busy playing with himself for hours on end. Even he began to
realize that his behavior was getting too obsessive, and the thrill of watching
his overweight mother abuse herself with vibrators and now dildos was beginning
to pale. It was then that he developed a fixation for his history teacher, Ms
Manners, a recent college graduate who displayed all the signs of being a
genuine, dyed-in-the- wool, female nerd. Elf fell madly in love with her as only
a male nerd could.
 This nerd female wore no makeup and was still recovering from a
multiyear bout with acne. Her mousy brown hair was cut or chopped short and she
wore thick glasses with large plastic rims that made her look a bit like a
circus clown.  One didn't want to get downwind of her since she obviously was
allergic to soap and water. Sick fuck that he was, Elf actually enjoyed her
stink, it made his dick get hard. Her figure was another thing altogether.
Despite the terrible full cut blouses and skirts she wore, it still was obvious
to someone like Elf, who watched her like a hawk, that hidden below was a
spectacular figure featuring torpedo shaped tits and an ass that jiggled and
jounced with every step she took.
 Soon Elf realized that unless he was either watching his mother get
herself off or looking at one of his top ten tapes of his mom getting herself
off, he was jerking off  to visions of a naked Ms Manners doing all sorts of
great things to his cock. What finally cinched their  one-sided "relationship"
was when he discovered, quite by accident, that Ms Manners was a devoted student
of the Inquisition. He had noticed she always carried around this heavy book
with her and often while she was monitoring an exam or something that did not
require her to interact with the class, she would sneak a look at the book and
her breathing would get heavy and she'd lick and bite on her lips.
 One day she was called away by the principal on very short notice and
left the book in her desk drawer. Elf of all people was given responsibility for
monitoring the class because he was a nerd and would rat out anyone who made
trouble. He gave them a reading assignment and then took a look at this book. He
nearly wet his pants when he came to the dog-eared pages that were smudged from
being constantly turned, and had the more graphic parts underlined. It didn't
take a genius to figure out that Ms Manners was a full blown closet masochist
with religious overtones, and made to be his mate forever. It was only a few
weeks later that mom visited the posse and turned their stunted lives
inside-out. It was shortly afterward that Elf decided that Ms Manners would
become a charter member of the Nerdette Ladies Auxiliary, along with his own
mother.
 Getting the teacher into the boat, so to speak, didn't turn out to be
very much of a problem. Elf had access to a wealth of S&M material thanks to
members of the posse who were heavily into that sort of thing. Soon she was
receiving all manner of heavy duty torture material with little annotations that
implied strongly that she was really into this stuff from the victim's side.
Then her daily e-mail began receiving dozens upon dozens of similar photographs
and cartoons with more blunt observations that a number of people in the
community were aware of her sick personality and would soon be mounting a
campaign to rid the school of her on moral and religious grounds, unless she
agreed to submit to counseling and psychiatric evaluation.
 She foolishly agreed to a session  with the "committee", composed of
teenaged nerds, that had been established to out and then oust her. Ms Manners
left that meeting a changed woman, now totally dedicated to her masochistic life
style and unashamed to profess it for all to hear whenever she'd be forced to
disrobe in preparation for a good old fashioned thrashing with all the trimmings
as she hung from her bound wrists, weights dangling from her ankles to stretch
her naked body to its limits. She and Elf's mother were the first two charter
members of the NLA, which by the time of it's first formal meeting and orgy had
seven members.
 You can imagine the reaction that Honey and I had when the head nerd
introduced the concept of a ladies auxiliary that could fill in for mom when she
was incapacitated either from a close encounter with Elf and his posse or some
other clients. We insisted on sampling the merchandise in our own way which
meant a trip to the cabin with a few close friends for a weekend with some
nerdettes. Ever one for details, Elf produced a packet that included nude photos
and biographies of each nerdette.
 He excitedly observed that what we were proposing could become their
official initiation into the NLA. We argued that it would be impossible to
handle more than three ladies at a time, and we actually preferred two. Those
that survived the trials associated with the initiation would be considered for
joint appointments to our organization. This was a godsend since it was very
obvious from mom's first encounter with Elf and his pack that no one
pain-slut/fuck-pig could possibly handle the kind of customer traffic that our
little company was beginning to generate.
 It may have been short notice, but Honey and I were to be assisted by
two other couples, veterans of the orginal trip that produced mom. At least that
was the plan until one of the guys scheduled to help out got into a bit of a
tussle with some tough hombres from across town and got himself waxed and
whacked as well. His girlfriend opted to stay at the hospital to make sure he'd
be able to function once he came out of the coma. That left the arrangement kind
of lopsided, with four of us and three nerdettes to initiate.
 At Honey's suggestion we decided to add Elf to the package to make
things a little more balanced. Besides we both were interested in seeing how the
nerd leader would deal with his mom as well as the nerd teacher he was
blackmailing. The third nerdette kind of attracted my attention since she was
the youngest candidate, having just turned thirteen a month ago. I kind of dug
the flat chest and hairless pussy this skinny Asian baby was sporting, not to
mention her birth certificate which officially made her street legal around
these parts. Her nerd brother had nailed her fore and aft only last week, more
fallout from the session with mom which resulted in all the male nerds losing
their cherries despite the fact that mom was kept busy absorbing all sorts of
neat tortures and other  punishments besides putting out for the nerd posse.
 So right after school on Friday we loaded up the van  with the three
nerdette candidates, all tightly tied, gagged and naked as the day they were
born. Honey and I sprang the first surprise on our cargo when Biff and Buster, a
pair of male dogs trained to do the nasty with human females climbed on board. I
thought our three candidates were going to pass out from fear. Fortunately the
animals were tired from doing a local spinster who had needs that were out of
the ordinary to put it mildly. They spent the majority of the time in the van
sleeping and licking their dicks, which seemed to be a favorite activity of
dogs. Then we picked up the other couple, Jerry and Kim, who joined Elf in the
back of the van where our weekend visitors were located.
 As soon as we got on the highway, the three candidates were immediately
set upon and the assault lasted for the entire time that it took for us to reach
the cabin. The trio was poked, prodded, pinched and pummeled as the van ate up
the miles. However except for being forced to either suck cock or eat pussy,
none of the trio had anything serious of a sexual nature happen to them on the
trip to the cabin. It was going to be an interesting weekend and I was looking
forward to a very good time with my little Chinese sweetie, not to mention
watching Elf in action with his mom and the teacher.

    ( To be continued)
 
    Mom's Mistake

     Chapter 9

 About half way to our destination Honey leaned down, unzipped my pants
and soon had her mouth wrapped around my stiff cock. It had been some time since
I'd had any sex; last night she had to go home early so it had been almost a
full day since I'd gotten off. While I enjoyed the professional blowjob my
girlfriend was delivering, my mind wondered to thoughts of little Luci Chu, who
I planned to fuck bowlegged this weekend. I remember how stiff I got when I came
across those pictures of her, stark naked, and read down to her vital statistics
which Elf had to translate for me, since I didn't have a clue about the metric
system.
 She was 1.45 meters tall, weighed 37 kilograms and measured 68-51-67. I
could see she was skin and bones. I also realized that the skin looked smooth as
silk and the bones were so sharply defined that it almost looked like an x-ray.
The pictures of her were posed differently than the others which were full
frontal and side views with the arms of the nerdettes-to-be at their sides. In
the first pose she was holding her immature cunt lips wide apart to show the
interior. The flesh was red and bloated and you could clearly see a little fresh
cum still oozing from that little twat. Her face was blank, but her eyes were
downcast as if she was embarrassed to be showing so much of herself. My cock
began to twitch in my pants, which all of a sudden seemed somehow to have gotten
much tighter.
 The other pose blew me away! It was a rear view showing the girl leaning
forward with her hands holding her flat ass cheeks apart to give a good view of
her gaping asshole that was raw looking and swollen. It was quite obvious that
she had just been cornholed and probably more than once. Elf casually mentioned
that the pictures had been taken by her older brother right after he had spent a
couple of hours introducing himself to his little sister the hard way with
plenty of violent fucking of both her holes. I thought I was going to cum in my
pants when he told me that.
 I nearly lost control of the van at that point. I'd gone into one of
those trances that people have when they're not concentrating on what they're
doing. The only thing that saved us was at that moment, I started coming in
Honey's mouth, which broke the mental fog I was in. The folks in the back of the
van were very unhappy with my driving and let me know in no uncertain terms, but
I told them to fuck off and let me do my thing unless one of them wanted to
trade places with me so I could go back into the van and play grab-ass with our
guests. I didn't get any takers. The rest of the trip was uneventful, and we
rolled up to the cabin a little after dark.
 It was about twenty yards from the van to the cabin, but before we moved
our three candidates, I gave them a welcoming speech and a warning about what
they should expect. "Now listen up you fuck pigs and pain sluts. Welcome to the
nerdette boot camp, I am your drill instructor, also known as your worse
nightmare if you fuck up at any time. The moment you leave the safety of the van
you are nothing but meat with holes that can be and will be fucked mercilessly.
You will demonstrate your skills in sucking cock and pussies as well as rimming
every asshole that is presented for your attention. During your time here, the
only food you'll get is cum and perhaps some worms if you're good little
nerdettes and do exactly what you're told. You will drink nothing but piss, and
they'll be plenty of it available since I don't want you sluts and pigs to get
dehydrated during your stay. I doubt if you'll get much sleep as we have a full
schedule planned for your weekend in Camp Hellhole."
 "One of the most important objectives of this weekend will be to
discover your limits to absorb pain and humiliation, as this knowledge is
absolutely critical for the  proper selection of only the most suitable
candidates, who shall become full fledged nerdettes capable of meeting the needs
of your masters and mistresses who will direct you in your future activities. I
realize that this group ranges in age from 13 to 46 and has a teacher, housewife
and a soon to be highschool student in its ranks. As far as we are concerned,
you are nothing but three cunts, three assholes and three mouths, all available
for our use. That is all you are until we decide which can be called the few,
the proud, the nerdettes." My buds and Elf broke into laughter at my takeoff on
the marine corps TV ad that ran during almost every sporting event. Then the fun
began.
 Biff and Buster wanted out so they could take a leak, and I deputized
Elf to be the camp's dog walker. The trio were still bound hand and foot, but if
they hopped, it would be possible for them to make it from the van to the cabin
without too much trouble. I explained this to them before they were blindfolded.
Elf's mom began to mutter to herself while the other two just remained
motionless. It was my guess that none of them knew in which direction to start
moving. So to get the show on the road I pulled off my belt and began laying the
leather to Elf's mother, letting her have it across the ass and her flabby
thighs. She started to hop and promptly took a header. I stood over her and let
her have a taste of the belt across her big tits. She started to roll, and I let
her continue since she was now going in the right direction. "Good job you dumb
bitch! It took you long enough." I yelled as I continued to whip any portion of
her that was offered as she rolled over the dirt and picked up the first of many
scrapes and cuts that she'd accumulate during her stay at Camp Hellhole.
 Elf returned shortly and put the dogs back into the van. Then he and my
three buds picked up on what I was doing and soon the other two candidates were
hopping, falling, stumbling, rolling and going in all sorts of directions,
mostly wrong ones. I gave Elf's mom a kick to the ribs to let her know she had
reached her destination. "Don't you move from this spot until I get back. Move
and I'll whip those tits until they're black and blue." I could see her body
tensing as she heard my words. Returning to where the van was, I saw a very
interesting grouping. Honey was off to the rear of the van using her belt on the
young girl who was frantically trying to escape the rain of blows that she was
receiving, but unfortunately had gotten herself cornered against the van and had
no place to go.
 The other three were surrounding the teacher who was kneeling just a few
feet from where she had been standing when I started moving Elf's mother t