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Even with everything that was cooking I still had room to toast some buns, something I always did. When I asked if anyone was hungry there was a mass exodus from the pool, led by Roy’s two pre-teen sons. I limited them to a single dog, telling them that they could come back in about ten minutes. Doggone if they weren’t back in line then. I Oral Sex was taking a break when Scarlett approached. I had just taken a brat off the grill and had added mustard and sauerkraut when she told me, “I’ve never had bratwurst. What’s it like?” Rather than answer I just held it out for her. She had a smile on her face as she opened her mouth to take a big bite. I was only praying that she didn’t spit it out a second later. Instead, she smiled again as she took the roll from my hand. “Thanks, Sean—I really like it.” She laughed as she walked away and Mom joined her. “I recognize a conspiracy when I see one,” I joked. It really was no big deal. I just grabbed another roll, toasted it for twenty seconds and took another brat from the grill. Things slowed down a bit then so I lowered the heat and stepped away so I could get into the pool. Scarlett removed her tee shirt, revealing her most modest bikini which was none too modest. Fortunately, she had the body to wear it. Normally, I would be the subject of the kids’ attention in the pool. I had often served as a diving platform in the past, but apparently they had been told to leave me alone because of my back which no longer hurt and my stabbing wound which was on the mend. That didn’t stop Fred’s daughter Natalie from asking about being stabbed. I raised my shirt and showed her. Suddenly, all of the kids were around me asking a million questions. Their parents—my friends—tried Hardcore Sex to shoo them away, but I wouldn’t allow it. I showed them the wound and Scarlett explained what had happened and what they were seeing. I dropped the shirt once we were done. We stayed in the pool for more than two hours and the kids were thrilled when Paul Martin suck told them he’d be their diving platform. He easily lifted the kids to his shoulders, laughing as they dove or did cannonballs into the deep end. Of course, I had a diving board, but where’s the fun in that. I went upstairs to change my clothes as Scarlett and I had arranged earlier then I returned to start the grill again. Playing in the pool must make people hungry because they were lined up for everything I had. I cleaned the grill at 8:15 only because we had run out of things to cook. Every burger, hot dog, bratwurst and every ear of corn had been consumed. We still had a few devilled eggs, some barbeque beans, and some salads left. The kids had devoured every cupcake and I’d had more than my share of the fresh strawberry pies. Despite the day’s heat the temperature began to drop so most of the parents made sure the kids had a warm shower so they could change out of their swim suits into tees and shorts. Scarlett had gone upstairs to change when I led Natalie and Allison around the side of the house in the hopes of seeing one of the bats as they left for their nightly work. We were looking up when Natalie, known by all of us as Nellie, asked what all of the white stuff on the concrete was. “Well…that’s something from the bats.” I was debating how to diplomatically tell her that it was bat shit when I felt an arm around my waist and saw a hand on Nellie’s shoulder. “It’s bat poop, Nellie. They’re not too careful about where they go, are they?” “Oh, that’s the stuff Daddy uses on our garden. He says that’s what makes the tomatoes taste so good.” I laughed and gave a big fist pump. God bless you, Nellie! “Say, Nellie…why are you called Nellie when your name is Natalie?” “That happened when Allison was little, Aunt Scarlett. She couldn’t say ‘Natalie’ so she called me ‘Nellie’ instead and it stuck. I kind of like it. I always know if someone on the phone is a friend. If they call me Natalie I know they’re strangers; same when I’m online. Mommy and Daddy have told me to be very careful.” Tracey cursed under her breath, why wouldn't this man leave her alone, and the learn that he was dining with a slave catcher was even worse! “You're feeling hot, aren't you?” I purred. “I think I like it.” I ran She was furious, but in a strange way. Carole followed him into a back room, behind Oral Sex the stage, where she was left with several other girls. She came back out carrying a hamper overflowing with dirty cloths. “Your life is a sitcom, isn’t it?” I asked her. Collecting himself, Josh mumbled, yea I know someone. He spoke to them quietly behind me, i couldn't make out what they were talking about, but i heard them make some noise, as if taking off jackets, and then move round in front of me. I shuddered as she slipped through the door and closed it behind her. I bent her over the seat. Especially Anja gets some better experience with suck dogs. He could see a couple of teeth marks in her panties. My throat was raw, my cunt was on fire, and my ass felt like it had been shredded. Mrs. Armstrong moaned as she devoured her daughter's cumming twat. It wasn’t long before her body started convulsing again. His large penis jutted straight up from between his legs with his very prominent glans on display. I hung there, clutching to my pleasure. Both of them were moaning louder and louder. As long as they are bare, of course. It wasn't long before the 'what if' fantasy was overshadowed by Hardcore Sex an ascending compulsion to have son and daughter carnally bonded.

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I knew I couldn’t win, but I wasn’t going to lose. I forced myself to speed up and kept pushing myself until I was in third place. Then I concentrated on staying at that pace. My lungs were on fire and my whole body hurt. I decided that if I went into the pain like I did when Mistress Gloria was punishing me I might be able to keep running at that pace. I thought it was working, but then I heard a loud bell and my wheel started slowing down real hard like someone was applying a brake. I looked down at the computer screen and it was flashing a final order. Even though I had kept running at the same pace, everyone else had sped up as we approached the end of the race. I had finished dead last. They took us out of the wheels and brought us out into the audience to be with our Mistresses. I immediately knelt down in front of Mistress Gloria with my forehead flat on the floor. “I’m sorry, Mistress,” I wailed out. “I failed you.” “Don’t worry three-four-one,” she said with a laugh, “you made me quite a bit of money.” I looked up at her in shock. “I’ve seen you run,” she said, still smiling, “and I knew you couldn’t run for shit.” Her face hardened and her voice became rough as she continued, “And I knew that despite now being a slave, 359 is as competitive as hell. So, I did a first-last bet. Everyone thought that because she was a degraded Mistress, she wouldn’t try. And they thought that because you were a male, you would run faster... or at least wouldn’t lose ” She laughed slightly again before saying, “I knew better.” I knelt there with my head down as the emcee said with great enthusiasm, “Our winning hamster this suck evening was slave three-five-nine.” He then lowered his voice “And our loser was the wimp, sissy slave, three-four-one.” He voice then became very contemptuous as he practically spat out, “If it were up to me, I would make him the club’s slave zero.” “But it’s not up to you,” Mistress Gloria said loudly and firmly. “He is my slave; he is loyal to me; and he is an important part of my slave network.” I looked over at holly and mouthed, “Slave network?” She giggled silently and mouthed back, “You keep me happy and I keep the Mistress happy.” There was a loud snap and both holly and I looked up at our Mistress. She was glaring down at us and holding her hand like she had just snapped her fingers. She smiled a very cold smile at us both and said, “And they will both do much better in the beautiful butt contest.” She watched as holly gasped and I looked back at her wide-eyed, not knowing what she meant. “I wasn’t going to enter them,” she said evenly, “but they have just displeased me and I will enjoy seeing their beautiful butts displayed for everyone’s amusement.” Actually, it was called, “The Cutest Ass Contest,” and like about everything else at the club, there were six contestants. I have no idea who the others were... except holly. But I didn’t even know which one she was because I couldn’t see anything once they got me prepared. When we went backstage, Mistress Gloria was leading holly and Mistress Sam was leading me. They had attached leashes to our collars just to add to the humiliation. Mistress Sam strapped me into this really strange-looking thing with a lot of padded shelves. I’m not exactly sure how it worked, but I ended up strapped over one of the shelves with my knees on another and my arms crossed above my head on another. Then they cranked a bunch of handles and turned me almost upside down so that my ass was really high in the air. At that point, Mistress Sam said, “Time to add a little decoration to help you win.” She came around in front of me and showed me four paddles. One had really sharp ridges on it that stuck up almost an half-inch from the paddle itself. Those ridges would really cut and bruise your ass. The second was divided long-ways into three segments. The center segment was leather while the outer two segments were wood. Hardcore Sex The center segment was slightly longer and had little pyramid-shaped metal things near the end of the leather. Evidently the wood would hit first and then the leather with the metal. That one would really Oral Sex tear up your ass. 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It was no longer gentle and calm; it had an amused and arrogant edge to it that was verging on Oral Sex cruel and spiteful. Beth and her friends laughed with me. God, I am so fucking funny when I party! I have built the foundation of it, but the real city must grow on its own.” A forefinger gently though unseen by me rubbed at her clitoral erection, alternating now between clit and cunt, she slipped a finger into her vagina up to the second knuckle. Before Kasim could say something, Monu held up his hand.


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