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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, incest, and unwanted pregnancies are
subjects to be role-played between you and your significant other
only. Anybody actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a
psychiatrist, or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental
health immediately. I am always open to comments and constructive
criticism. I believe in the second ammendment, and only free people
should be reading stories like this. If it is illegal or unlawful to
read adult stories in your, country, state, municipality, or
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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all
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Ol' butterface 2
by trukin_fool

Over the next few weeks, I trained Karen, and even went so far as to
cuff her to my bed overnight.
I was learning also, how to dominate a woman, without the use of
corporal punishment. Even though she seems to relish that.
I began to make plans on buying our own house, with a basement,
suitable for a dungeon.
Karen was ecstatic when she learned of the plans, and offered every
concevable means of support.
She even considered allowing me to pimp her out for a night or two, to
make extra money, if needed. But I wasn't quite ready for the hardcore
stuff yet.
I informed her that if her mother moved in with us, we'd have extra
cashflow, and the money we'd charge her for rent, would obviously be
less than she was currently paying.
Karen hesitated at my comment, but didn't rule it out completely.
She was a bit nervous, that if her mother found out about the BDSM
scene, it could damage their personal relationship.
I offered to keep it hidden and well under cover. Still, she needed
time to consider it.
Then I told her, that whether her Mom lived with us or not, it would
certainly make a difference on what kind and size of house to
purchase.
She soon understood the ramnifications, if we purchased too small of a
house, and had to live in cramped quarters.
She agreed to talk with her mom, and had already explained to her
dauthers, about the future living conditions.
The house and property would be deeded solely in my name, although she
agreed to help pay for it, with her neager wages.
Karen had not only craved the domination by now, but had also fallen
madly, completely in love with me.
I too, had fallen for her, although I needed to continue playing the
role of her master.
Before a month had passed, we set up an appointment to look at some
suitable houses, with a realtor.
I was anxious and excited, when Karen stated that her mother wished to
join us, in the search.
The first time I met Karen's Mom, I was pleased to find, that she was
also shy and quiet.
She was shorter than Karen, and dressed somewhat frumpy, but I could
tell she had kept herself in fair condition over the years.
She was slightly over weight, but I noted she wasn't obese, or homely
like her daughter.
After being introduced to her, I realized she was seemingly proud, and
self dedicated. Of course she'd have to be, since she had to depend on
herself, since her husband passed away.
This was something I knew I had to test, before we grew our
relationship too far.
It seemed almost too remarkable, when we found the perfect house, that
very afternoon.
Even Betty was pleased with it, and hinted that she'd consider moving
in with us, to help with the bills.
Karen became nervous, because she herself hadn't even spoken of the
cohabitation, as yet.
I placed an offer on the house which was accepted, and the very next
day, I talked with the bank.
My income alone, wasn't enough to qualify me for the loan, however,
with Karens income added in, we were quickly approved.
We set up a closing date, right then and there.
Karen was bubbling with enthusiasm, on the way home. Even while living
with her ex, she'd always rented, and never had a place she could
truly call home.
Karen was very naieve, and blushed a little, when I told her that
because of extra payments and other monthly obligations, we may need
her mothers help with the bills.
She was still hoping, to keep her mother out of this.
Before we reached home, she agreed to inform her mother, of our need
for her income.
That night, Karens Mom, also agreed to the arrangement.
Karen had only one sister, but her mom figured eventually both girls
would recieve what she left behind, and share the inheritance anyway.
She also assumed that her share of the house, would become her other
daughters as well.
Basically she thought that her two girls and I, would equally share
rightful ownership of the home, after she was gone.
She hadn't even asked, whose name the deed was in, before agreeing.
Her payment obligation was far less than she was currently spending on
rent. But she'd have to dispose of her furniture, because Karen and I
already had ample furniture, to furnish the entire house.
After closing on the house, Betty held a moving sale. She kept only
what clothing she needed, along with her bed.
The next weekend we all moved in together.
For the first time, Karen finally introduced me, to her two teenaged
daughters.
Linda was the oldest, standing as tall as Karen, but somewhat slimmer.
At seventeen, Linda was well versed on boys, but held a blemish free
record for doing anything sexual.
Stacy, on the other hand, was Karens youngest daughter. She already
had the reputation for teasing and flaunting her ample chest, while
showing her well developed legs and ass.
Neither could understand why I chose Karen as a lover, because they
both became infatuated with me quickly themselves, much to their
grandmothers chagrin.
The first night, after everyone was well worn and tired, both girls
made excuses to enter our bedroom repeatedly. They hoped they'd catch
us, doing something perverted or wrong.
Fortunately, I made sure their mother was fully cover with her flsnnel
pj's, while I wore a full set of pajama's myself.
Finally, when the last bedroom went dark, I ordered Karen to suck me
off.
While she did so, I informed her how attractive I found her daughters,
and how I was thinking about inviting her mother to join us in bed.
Nervously, Karen sucked me to completion before showing me the
evidence, of my orgasm still on her tongue.
I made her swish it around in her mouth a few times, before making her
swallow it all.
Before falling asleep, I sucked her titties, while forcing her to
masturbate to climax.
Karen was so hot that she nearly drew blood, biting her lips, to keep
quiet during her great orgasm.
After a few minutes, we were both sound asleep.
I knew Karen wanted her daughters safe from, and her mother clueless
of, our arrangement. Never the less, I drempt of having her entire
familiy at my disposal.
Head to toe, I mumbled softly. I was was hoping to have them all cater
to me, with their fabuous bodies, from head to toe.
After a week or so, I had already transformed one separate room in the
basement, into a make shift dungeon.
Karen was thrilled, that I was taking such an intrest in her, and her
submissive nature. Still, she hoped she and I would be the only two
occupants of this room.
I purposely set my schedule, so I could carry the lumber and other
devices I'd need, downstairs while the kids were at school, and while
Karen and her mother went shopping.
By Saturday night, I had Karen meet me downstairs, after her mom had
gone to bed. The girls were out with their friends, and the room was
well insulated for sound proofing.
When Karen entered my new dungeon, she got a chill, and stood
nervously.
"Strip down." I told her in a coarse tone.
Immediately she did as asked, so I escorted her to the huge X bondage
tree, I'd built.
I manacled her to the tree, and placed a ball gag in her mouth.
Karen began to sweat prematurely. She knew she would be in some sort
of pain eventually. She just didn't realize how severe, or how long it
would last.
The first time in our real bondage endeavor, we hadn't even discussed
a safe word or motion, for her to use to back out.
My cock was at fully erect status, so I wasn't thinking clearly
either.
I began by pinching her nipples slowly, but soon I was slapping her
breasts, and pinching her niplles quite hard.
Karens face turned a deep shade of red, and tears began to flow down
her cheeks, as she endured the punishment I was dishing out.
After leaving a few purple bruises on her tits, I traced a finger down
her belly amnd roughly pried open her cunt lips.
Remarkably, her juices were flowing like a river, and her pussy lips
were swollen and distented.
I brutally shoved two fingers deep within her, and she groaned out
loud over the gag.
The cross device was mounted on a stand, so I could easily tilt her
down flat, while she remained fastened to it.
By this time, my cock was painfully erect, and needed release.
I lowered the cross, and stepped between her stretched legs, and
entered her violently.
After a few trusts, Karen began to enjoy the attention, and began to
relax.
"You're my whore." I hissed, pounding her rapidly. "You will do and
offer me, whatever my heart desires."
"Uggh huh." She groaned over the ball in her mouth.
"Maybe you Mom or your daughters, may need discipline. And maybe, just
maybe, you'll invite them toour dungeon."
Karen was nearing her first orgasn in a few days, so she wasn't fully
conscious of her reply.
"Uh huh." She mumbled.
"Maybe I'll even allow you to taste your mothers wrinkled old twat
too. How about that?" I asked.
A wave of passion washed over Karen, as she nodded her head in
agreement.
"Maybe I'll have each of your daughters serving me as well, and use
them and their bodies for my pleasure too." I uttered to her, with a
brutal lunge deep into her, as I came.
Meanwhile, Karen was cumming like gangbusters, as she nodded and
agreed uncontrolably.
Soon after I filled her spasming cunt with my seed, I undid the gag,
and whispered to her.
"You have agreed to let me use you mother and daughters, for sex and
punishment, so when should I start?" I asked.
"Anytime master." She gasped softly, still basking in her post
climactic bliss. "You can start tomorrow, if you wish."
Not only had I broken the womans spirit, but she was now a willing co
conspirator, in my nasty evil plans. Even if she suddenly changed her
mind, she had already agreed, and it was too late to change that.
I pulled my limp member from her dripping snatch, and went to the
table next to the cross.
I played back the tape, with which I'd recorded her agreement.
Karen was stunned that I'd have to foresight, to tape record our play,
and she suddenly became apologetic.
"I'm sorry master." She begged. "But I didn't realize what I was
agreeing to. I don't think I can allow that."
"Too late for that bitch." I hissed defiantly. "But you've already
agreed, and you'll also be helping me to secure their submission as
well."
Tears again began to flow from her eyes, as I untied her ankles and
wrists from the device.
She knew full well what she had openly volunteered, but to actually go
through with it, was a completely different story.
After showering that night, Karen returned to the bedroom, sporting
five small bruises on her breasts.
I ordered her to suck my cock, before she was allowed to sleep.
I don't remember if I came after that, because I fell asleep quickly.
The next night, Karen was scheduled to work the night shift, and I was
to be alone with her children and mother.
Again, she was relying on safety in numbers, hoping I wouldn't persue
anything with them all together in the house.
Linda and Stacy, had plans to sleep over at their friends houses,
which left Betty and I alone. The girls would go directly to school,
from their frinds houses in the morning, which gave me the opportunity
to talk with Karens mother alone.
"You know. I don't think this was such a good idea, having you live
here with us." I stated after dinner, while watching TV. "I think that
either you have to pay an equal share of the bills and mortgage, or
we'll need to rent out your room, to someone who can pay a decent
amount for it."
Betty became uneasy, and nervously angry at my remark.
"But .... but that's all I can afford." She stated. "My husbands
pension is gone, and my social security isn't much."
"The only way I can see us making it here, is if I put a bigger share
into the house." I said. "And if that happens, you'll be obligated to
share more responsibilities around here."
Being on a fixed income, was detrimental to her arguement. She
literally had no choice but to listen to my proposition. Add to that,
the fact that she'd sold all of her worldly possessions before moving
in, left her in a precarious position.
"What would you have me do?" She asked solemnly.
"No doubt, Karen has mentioned that the more hours she works, the more
my urges become apparent." I stated. "Your husband was most likely the
same way."
I watched the woman search her memory, for what it was like when her
husband was still living.
"I ...... I don't understand." She said softly.
"Listen." I stated bluntly. "You were married for how many years, and
you can't recall that a man has needs and desires, when he's left
without on a daily basis?"
Betty caught my meaning immediately.
"No!" She argued. "You can't mean .... I mean you and I .....?"
"Hey. A fuck is a fuck. It don't matter where it comes from, as long
as it happens." I explained. "Or maybe I should have this discussion
with your granddaughters."
"No, no. Please?" She retorted quickly. "They're only children. That
would be totally wrong."
"Well I was always told, that if they're old enough to bleed, they're
old enoung to breed." I said flatly. "Besides, they're probably
already giving it up at shool anyways, for free."
Betty was now faced witha dilemma. On one hand, she needed to protect
her granddaughters, but one the other hand, she wasn't quite ready to
sacrefice herself either.
"Well? One way ot the other, I'm getting something extra from this,
and things need to change drastically." I rebutted. "It's your
decision, unless you know some woman who is willing to share herself
with me, so I can live with a smile on my face."
Betty sat stunned and confused. Everything was happening so quickly,
and I didn't give her any warning of this earlier. She sat silently,
while I stood to leave.
"If you agree to help out, I'll be in my room." I said, not bothering
to watch her reaction as I walked away. "Either way, I'll be forced to
get what I need to satisfy myself, if this arrangement is to
continue."
The ball was in her court now. I left her sitting and thinking about
what she'd be willing to do, to keep her room here, and her
grandchildern safe.
Upon entering the bedroom, I immediately unplugged the small video
camera I was charging, so I could record the dungeon scenes from now
on.
Hopefully, I could use it for another purpose, and get some blackmail
material to boot.
I set the camera on the dresser, turned it on, and laid a thin
transparent scarf over it. If something happened in the bed this
night, I'd have proof of it, with the camera recording the entire
room.
I showered and shaved, hoping to be ready, when Betty finally agreed
to my terms.
I was stuuned when I her her walk right past the master bedrom, and
head down the hall, to her own room.
I assumed she wasn't about to do anything with her daughters
boyfriend, so I curled up, and began to drift off to sleep.
Suddenly, I was awakened by a hand, gently caressing my bare ribs.
I turned to see Betty, sitting next to me on the bed, and staring
blankly into space.
"If we're going to do this, Karen must never find out." She whispered.
"It's been so long, since I've been with a man, but I don't want my
daughter upset with me. You have to promise me, you won't tell."
"Agreed." I replied. "Now why don't you take off your clothes, and
show me how you appreciate, what I'm doing for you?"
Betty sat frozen, and failed to obey.
"Look lady." I whispered blatantly. "It's my way, or the highway.
Either you do what I say, or you're out of here."
Reluctantly, Betty stood, and began removing her clothes.
"I want you to realize." I said out loud, as she stripped. "I'm not
forcing you into anything. You're doing this of your own free will,
and I have no objections if you leave right now."
Betty flashed me a glare of conceit. She understood my meaning as
well. If she refused to agree, she would soon become homeless, and
broke. With our earlier conversation, she was left with no
alternative. However on video, it would seem she was the initiator,
and she was in control.
I watched with amazement when Betty pulled her bra off. Her huge saggy
melons were outstanding, and her belly was rounding, where they were
perched upon.
As she bent to slip off her panties, her belly hung loosely, and shook
like warm jelly.
Before I had a chance to survey her entire body, she quickly jumped on
the bed, and pulled the sheet over herself.
I decided to push the issue, and embarass her even more.
"When a woman is in bed with me, she doesn't hide herself from me." I
sataed matter of factly. "She leaves herself uncovered, open, and
available, for anything I wish to do."
Reluctantly, she pushed the sheet down to her ankles, as her body
blushed a deep shade of red.
Laying back down, Bettys tits drooped off to each side of her chest.
Her nipples were basically hanging near her armpits.
What amazed me most however, was the massive crop of pubic hair, she
had growing down from her navel,
It started as a thin line, but widened to an over grown jungle, and
black as pitch.
"Are you sure you're willing, to give me your body and mind?" I asked,
leaving her one last chance at escape.
"Yes." She sighed, nodding. "Everything I have is yours to take."
Greedily, I pounced on her breasts, and began fondling her body.
For a normally self sufficient woman, she sure knew when and how, to
submitt to me.
As I mauled her tit flesh, I tugged off my own pajamas, and freed my
already erect weapon.
"I want you to suck my cock, while I make use of your body." I
insisted. "I need to be good and hard for your fisrt encounter, with
your daughters boyfriend."
Hesitantly, Betty opened her mouth, and took me inside.
I assumed it had been quite sometime, if ever, since she last sucked a
cock. She seemed very uneducated, in how to do it right., but tried
very hard to pleasure me anyway.
After about ten minutes of abysmal failure, I abruptly pushed her
away, and laid her out on the bed.
Without caring about her modesty, I pried her legs wide, and began
pulling her pussy lips apart.
What I saw amazed me. Until this time, every pussy I'd seen spread
before me, was a bright pink or even reddish color.
Unlike those, this old bag had a very pale pink, or almost sand
colored inners.
Possibly, it was because of years of neglect, or maybe she just wasn't
really wet and ready for action.
There was a slight glimmer of wetness present, yet I assumed she
needed more lubricant, than what was already showing.
Before she had time to argue, I dove headlong into her gash, and began
to tease her tiny little clit. It was already hard and easy to find,
as I slid my tongue roughly across it's sheath.
I had only been working on it for a minute or two, before it peered
out from under the hood, and stod long and proud.
As it did so, her hole widened, and her juices began to flow steadily.
All the while, her hips began to gyrate, in uncontrolable ecstacy.
Eventually, as she humped her cunt to my rapidly twisting tongue, and
began to moan out loud.
Over the next few minutes, I brought her to the edge of two mind
shattering orgasms, then quickly backed off. Her groans sounded as if
she were in agony, needing the release, her mind was fighting against.
Shortly thereafter, she was again reaching her acme, when I stopped
again.
I looked at her and asked her if she was ready to cum.
Blushing profusely, she nodded the affirmative.
"You are only allowed to cum on my cock, not on my mouth, is that
clear?" I teased.
"Yesssss. Ohhhhh yeeessss." She sighed, lost in between her utter
shame, and her urgent need.
"Are you ready to fuck me?" I asked, teasing her clit with my finger.
She lay silent, not giving me the satisfaction of an answer.
Suddenly, I pinched her clit hard, causing her togrunt loudly.
"Answer me." I stated firmly. "Tell me you want my cock in your hole,
or suffer the consequences."
She fully understood the consequences, and quickly replied.
"Please. Put your cock in me, and ..... fuck me."
It was apparent she'd seldom used vugarity, but with my coaching, she
would soon be swearing like a street corner hooker.
""Do you want it hard and fast, or slow and easy?" I asked, mounting
her, and pressing my glans against her wide gaping hole.
"I ... I don't know." She murmurred., unsure of what to say.
"As long as you get some cock in you, you really don't care, do you?"
I teased even more, pressing into her.
"Yes. I don't care. Please do it. Do it now?" She whimpered.
With a sudden brutal thrust, I slammed deep within her widely gaped
pussy.
"Ughhhhh." She groaned, wrapping her arms around me for support.
Once I was embedded deep in her twat, I held still, allowing her
insides to expand.
"This is my twat. My cunt. To do with as I see fit. Right?" I asked,
as she caught her breath.
After a few moments of hesitation, her body filled with the urgency of
climax again, and she replied affirmatively.
"Tell me." I demanded in a whisper. "I want to hear the words out
loud. Tell me your my fuck toy, whenever I need to use you.
Reguardless of who is around, and whatever else may be taking place.
Tell me your my own personal whore."
Slowly, Betty placed her hands on my hips, and began to move me within
her.
"Yessss." She sighed. "I'm your toyto use. I'm a whore and I'll fuck
you whenever you wish."
With the evidence captured on the video camera, I bega to plow into
her deep and hard. I continued doing this, until her hips began to
display the need again.
When she finally neared her climax again, I whispered into her ear.
"You are nothing more than a sperm receptacle for my seed, and from
now on, you'll be getting a regular dose of cum, blasted deep into
your old wrinkled cunt."
"Yessss. Ahhhh yessss. Cum in me. I want you to fill me with your
seed. Make me beg for your sperm and give me what I need, whenever you
want. Ohhhhh, my lord, I'm cumming." She screeched.
As her body became a mass of uncontrolable, involutary spasms, I let
loose with a torrent of semen, shooting directly into her belly.
"How is it?" I asked, still grunting softly into her ear.
"It's afntastic. It feels so hot, and there is so much of it." She
sighed.
In a short period of time, I pulled free of her still clutching cunt.
A  final plop, told her I had evacuated her hole, and was soon
standing next to her heaving body.
"Who's my whore, that I can use any time, without any argument from
now on?" I asked, forcing her to further degrade herself.
"I am. I'm your whore." She replied.
"And from now on, call me master." I added.
"Yes .... master."
The words came hard for her, but eventually, I knew they'd become
second nature to her.
I had rightly assumed, that Betty wanted some cuddling in the after
glow of her orgasm. But being the master, I had neither the need nor
the desire, to appease her.
"Okay." I said, without feeling. "Time for you to wash up, and clean
your cunt for the next time I want it. But remember, anytime,
anyplace, without hesitation."
"You can't really mean that." She said, grasping onto her hopes of it
being idle sex chat.
"Oh but I do." I reminded her, and showing the video camera's hiding
place. "I've got your addmissionand everything else on tape. You
promised.
Before she could utter another word, I had escorted her to the
hallway, and slammed the door behind her.
"You can't blackmail me." She said angrily, through the closed door.
"Blackmail is such a dirty word." I stated back to her. "I prefer
coersion, instead."
I waited until I heard the shower running, and then crept into the
bathroom.
Betty screamed and threatened, when she realized I had entered the
stall with her.
"Get out!" She yelled, turning, and trying to cover herself with the
small wash cloth. "You don't belong in here!"
Without permission, I reached around her, and grabbed a hold of her
large hanging jugs.
She fought and cussed, but I didn't listen. Instead, I informed her,
that the video was my evidence, and if she wanted, she could watch it,
and see how she had agreed to be with me anytime, and antwhere.
"Karen will never believe it." She said, still cringing away from me.
"She knows me better than that. She knows I'd never agree to your
perverted terms."
I instantly scooted up behind the woman, and while massaging one tit,
I lowered my other hand to her hair soppy pussy.
Betty had all she could do, to keep her balance, on the slippery
shower floor.
This is what gave me the edge over her.
I was strong enough to over power her, and eventually she began to
sob, while allowing my hands and fingers to probe her entire body.
I had two fingers stabbing into her slick cunt, while pinching her
nipples mercilessly.
After a few minutes of this treatment, her resistance began to
crumble.
Her clit was again aroused, and her breathing was raspy.
"You will fuck me whenever I wish, like you agreed, and do it
willingly." I whispered into her ear, as her body began responding.
"If not, I'll tell your fucking daughter you iitiated the whole thing,
and you'll be out on the streets. Understand?"
Betty refused to answer, so I violently plunged three fingers, into
her gaping hole.
"Owwwww." She replied. "Not so rough."
"That's funny." I said, still working the three fingers in and out of
her rapidly. "I thought all you whores liked big dicks, and loved
getting stretched out."
Soon she caught between her need for another climax, and her moral
code of conduct.
With my increasing speed in her twat, and the rough treatment of her
breasts, she finally caved in to my manipulations.
"First thing tomorrow, when Karen gets up, I want you to join us in a
threesome. If you refuse, I will show her the video, and she'll
ultinately have you pack up, and leave." I stated. "On the other hand,
If you do as I say, I'm sure she'll understand that you're just a
woman in need. I'll even convince her to understand, what needs to be
done."
"What have you done with my daughter?" She said, quickly firing back.
"Are you blackmailing her as well?"
"Just shut up and enjoy, the finger fucking you're getting." I said.
"I haven't done anything to your prescious daughter, that she herself
has not agreed to."
Betty froze, as she tried to fight the feelings, welling inside of
her. Her orgasm was put on hold ,and she became a dead fish.
"As I see it. You have two options." I then stated, releasing her. "It
makes no difference to me either way. After all, there are two more
females in this house, who may be willing to accomodate me."
With that being said, I stepped out of the shower and dried off,
leaving Betty to contimplate her decision.
That night, I slept peacfully and content. I drempt of the raw
unbridled sex acts which would be mine to enjoy, in the morning.
My cock remained erect all night long.

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