Drugged Into Submission, page 9
"Yes, what, Brooke. Tell, Stephen what you are going to do."
"I'm going to suck his cock," her face flushed in shame and excitement.
"Good girl, now watch and learn. Don't take your eyes off of us." Hannah got up and walked over to Stephen, licking her lips when she saw his cock. She craved it now, not like in the beginning. She kneeled between Stephen's legs, her hands already reaching out for his magnificent cock. She didn't know which one she loved more, Stephen's or Michael's cock.
Hannah kneeled between Stephen's legs just as she always did. One hand reached out for his cock, grabbing it in her fingers as she held it up majestically, the other hand curling around his hairy balls and gently squeezed the twin spheres. She moistened her lips, her head bowing over his cock, her lips parting as she felt her soft lips sliding over the smooth head of his cock until her lips were closed over the sensitive head of his throbbing cock.
Brooke stared in amazement as Hannah's mouth engulfed his cock. She should turn away in disgust, but her eyes were riveted to the revolting act that Hannah was performing. She should run away, but deep down, she knew that it would soon be her that would be kneeling between Stephen's legs, it would be her mouth that would taste his manhood. She had a burning between her legs that only by sucking Stephen's cock could she extinguish it. She knew that he would cum in her mouth and she would be forced to swallow his seed, but her drugged mind could only watch as Hannah's mouth slid up and down Stephen's magnificent cock.
Hannah's tongue went to work on his cock, the smooth, domed head trapped in her lips, her tongue running around the thick ridge, teasing at the sensitive skin as his cock quivered in excitement. The tip of her tongue sought the hole in the tip, flicking it until her mouth drank up the warm, silky fluids that leaked profusely from the tip.
Brooke could almost feel Stephen's hands on her head, not Hannah's, guiding her back and forth to meet the thrust of his hips and his cock into her mouth.
"Yes, that's the way I like it, Hannah. Now take it deeper." His fingers locked into her hair, his frenzied hips driving his cock into the hot, soft folds of her mouth while her tongue pleasured him. He sent his massive cock into the deep recesses of her mouth until he was rewarded with a loud gag as his cockhead slammed hard against the small opening of her throat.
She enjoyed when Stephen took charge, forcing her to take his cock deep into her mouth, sucking him rhythmically with all the practiced talent that she had. Hannah was working Stephen up into a sexual frenzy, but it would be Brooke that would please him. Her mouth moved with precision, up and down the shaft, his cock disappearing into her mouth, and then reappearing, slick with her saliva and cum that she coaxed from the tip. Her tongue worked its magic, making his cock jerk and convulse in excitement, but she had to be careful this time. She would not extract the cum from his balls, that would be Brooke's job.
Brooke was captivated by the lascivious sight before her. Never would she have thought that Stephen would force his daughter-in-law to suck his cock. Yet before her, Hannah's red lips were stretched taut around the thick shaft of flesh that slid in and out, spit or cum dripping from the corner of her mouth as the room was alive with degrading sounds of sucking. Brooke licked her lips as if the cock was in her mouth, almost able to feel the hot flesh burning her tongue. As much as she feared it, she wished that she could take Hannah's place. Take her place and please Stephen with her mouth.
"It is time for you to take her place, Brooke."
It still shocked her when she heard Stephen's voice. Her drugged body slowly got up from the couch and walked over to them in her drugged state, but her eyes never left Hannah's mouth sucking Stephen's cock even as Brooke was ready to replace her. She stood in front of them, waiting.
"Take off your dress first. I want to see and touch your tits while you suck my cock." He had seen parts of her body, but tonight he would see more, much more.
Her fingers went behind her, the soft hiss of the zipper filling her head as the dress slid down the back. She pulled her arms from the front as it slowly fell to her feet. She bent down, picked up her dress and folded it neatly onto a nearby chair. Only when she stood back up did she fully realize that she was standing naked to the waist, only her panties and stocking covering her body. Her naked breasts heaved up and down as Brooke struggled to breathe, her nipples hard and pointed, begging to be touched. No man had ever seen her like this, not even her husband. She was ashamed and excited.
Hannah moved away to allow Brooke to take her place. Brooke kneeled where Hannah had been, between the thighs of Stephen. She was beyond reason, nothing mattered except the thought of pleasing Stephen with her mouth. Her hand reached out, gripping the throbbing flesh of Stephen, the head shining wetly with the spit and the sticky secretions of Stephen's arousal. She could feel it jerking in excitement, as though it was a giant snake she was trying to tame.
"Lick it with your tongue."
She obeyed without question, her tongue snaking out of her mouth as she held his cock still. Her tongue stretched out, leaning forward until she touched the hot flesh of his cockhead, her tongue swirling around the smooth head, tasting the bitter taste of his manhood. It was so salty, but her tongue went to the hole, lapping at the sticky fluids that she enticed from it, the pungent nectar thick and salty. She felt Stephen's hands twist her hair until her held her submissively against him and now she knew why the girl in the movie never moved her hands. She wanted it as much as the men in the movie wanted to feel her mouth working them into a sexual frenzy. She opened her mouth wide to accept his cock, her head bending over until she felt the smooth head sliding erotically over her lips. It jerked and shuddered when her mouth engulfed the head, her hand holding the shaft captive while her tongue began to work on the trapped head. Her other hand went instinctively down to his balls, squeezing gently until she could felt he mysterious balls sliding around in the sack.
He almost came when he felt her hot breath blowing on his cock, but it was like a hot cavern that trapped his cock while her tongue went to work on the head. He urged her head until she began to suck rhythmically up and down, each time taking more of his cock into the warm cavern of her sucking mouth. He could feel the tip of her tongue parting the eye of his cock until he spilled his semen onto her waiting tongue. He couldn't contain his lust any longer, his hips driving his cock deep and hard against the roof of her mouth. He could only remember that innocence of Hannah the first time she explored his cock with her virgin mouth and the excitement he felt at teaching her to suck a man's cock. Stephen looked down at Brooke, her innocent blue eyes staring up at him, her red lips wrapped tightly around his cock as her nostrils flared as she tried to breathe and suck him. He looked lower, the soft globes of her tits bouncing gently on her chest as he rode her mouth. His balls began to ache deliciously, the way they always did just before he was ready to cum.
Through the daze of the drugs, Brooke became conscious of what she was doing. She felt a pain deep in her belly as she realized that she had a cock in her mouth and she was sucking it energetically. Two people that she looked up to and respected her were degrading her in the most depraved manner. She couldn't understand why she didn't run away or at least pull away, but she continued to move her head up and down on his manhood. All she could think about was the cock in her mouth.
Michael peered into the room. Hannah sat on the couch across from them, her dress hiked up, her hands in her panties as she masturbated. Across from her. the innocent bride kneeled submissively between his father's thighs, half naked, sucking for all she was worth. His father's hands held her tight, encouraging and cajoling Brooke to perform orally on him. Michael's cock was hard as he stared at the young girl, her naked back sloping gently back, her swollen breasts hanging down and swaying erotically, but his eyes were drawn to the twin hillocks encased tightly in her panties. He moved quietly until he was behind her, kneeling down. His father saw him, his hands gripping her hair like reins of a horse and slowly began to draw her farther up onto the couch, her mouth impaled on his cock as he did. Her ass began to rise up as she did.
She tried to turn her head when she felt a man's hands on her waist, fingers sliding into the waistband of her panties. "MMMMGGG," she tried to cry out in protest, but she was silenced with the thickness of Stephen's cock. Her body was being dragged forward on the couch as she felt the man behind her sliding her panties down over her ass cheeks until she felt them pulled around her thighs. What degrading act would they heap upon my body now?
"What a cute, white ass," Michael chortled.
It was Michael's voice behind her, yet he wouldn't do anything to her with his wife in the room. She felt his hands smoothing over her bare buttocks, caressing the flesh as a lover would. She wanted to confront them all, but she was pinned to Stephen's cock. The hands on her hair gripped tighter, the cock in her mouth suddenly grew thicker, choking her as it slammed into the back of her mouth. She tried to squirm away, but she was pinned by the powerful hands of Stephen, forced into servitude to his cock in her mouth. Hands slid between her legs and onto her belly, slowly forcing her ass up into the air in open invitation to the lewd helplessness of the position. NNNOO, she cried silently as she felt the hot breath on her naked buttocks as Michael's hands continued to squeeze and clench on her buttocks. She felt the shameful presence of warm, wet lips trailing kisses down her bent spine. She tried to buck away, but father and son held her in complete subjugation. She felt his shameful fingers prying apart her buttocks, her muscles trying to fight them, but he was too strong, spreading her open as the wet tongue began the torturous path in her crevice. She was repulsed when she felt his tongue run over her anus. His fingers pulled her crack open wide and held her open while the wet tongue played over her most intimate hole. She couldn't believe the feelings that were transmitted from the tiny pleasure buttons that encircled her dark brown pucker of her anus. Never would she have ever fathomed that she would feel such pleasure from such a disgusting act. The tongue swirled around her anus, spasms in her muscles as her tiny hole opened and closed in lustful contractions. How could my body cry out the way from such a degrading act? She had expected to cringe at what he would do to her, but she never expected to feel pleasure. She was not prepared for this. All the while, her mouth continued orally to perform on Stehphen's cock, her mouth filled with his mounting cum that leaked from the head.
Michael felt a change in her. Her buttocks didn't clench instinctively, feeling the tension go away as he held her buttocks open as he orally assaulted her virgin ass hole. It was as though she was surrendering to the pleasure. He triumphantly pulled her ass up higher, her legs spreading willingly, his fingers sliding down lower until he could part the wet, succulent lips of her pussy. He inhaled the animalistic female odor that drifted from the soft petals of her pussy as she flowered open and revealed the soft, pink, inner lips, glistening with her female secretions. This is what he loved best. Turning the young bride into his willing sexual slave once his tongue taught her the joys of receiving as well giving pleasure orally. He felt her body shake when he blew into her.
She couldn't stop the pleasure that raced through her body when she felt the warm touch of air on her pussy, not even Stephen thrusting deeper into her mouth could deter the pleasurable feeling. Is this what Stephen is feeling from my mouth on his cock? She jerked forward in an involuntary spasm of pleasure when she felt the hot tongue thrust between the soft folds of her pussy. She tried to pull away, but Michael's hands dug into her buttocks, holding her submissively as her buttocks clenched in abandonment on the tongue that slid inside her.
Michael's mouth filled with the sweet nectar of the young bride's arousal, his cock hard as steel as he began to explore every inch of her sex with his tongue.
She sucked harder and deeper as Michael's tongue worked its sexual magic on her pussy. She could hear the wet sucking sounds as the tongue teased up and down her slit, exploring all of her inner flesh almost clinically. Her pussy flowed with her juices the longer that the depraved tongue sucked her pussy.
The young bride was bucking beneath him, but it was the tongue that was driving her mad with lust as Stephen fucked her mouth. Michael was always good at orally satisfying the girls, making their bodies react with unexpected pleasure until they couldn't deny them any of their perverted acts. It was too much, Brooke's inexperience mouth quickly learning what he loved and performing it flawlessly. He felt the pain build in his balls until he couldn't hold back his eruption any longer. His cock jerking back and forth in her mouth and jetted a river of hot cum onto her waiting tongue. He held her tight as he watched her face as the first jet of cum hollowed her cheeks, her eyes opening up wide in surprise. She instinctively clasped her lips tightly around his cock, her tongue swirling around his jetting head as he flooded her tongue with his thick crème.
She had almost forgotten about Stephen, her mind concentrating on the expert tongue that touched her in places that she had never been touched before. Suddenly, her mouth had to cope with rivers of hot, pasty cum that bathed her teeth and gums in a thick coat. She knew what she had to do, her tongue whirling around the tip, flooded with the thick cum. She would suck him dry to punish him for the humiliation they were subjecting her to. The tongue continued to bring her the unexpected pleasure, lashing up and down her slit, forcing into her hole, stabbing back and forth like a little cock that was seeking entrance. She was forced to swallow the thick cum, slowly running down her gullet and into her stomach as her mouth was continually filled with Stephen's release. Would he never end, gulping loudly as it filled her cheeks to overflowing, swallowing the hot crème her only salvation. Three times it filled her mouth, three times she swallowed his seed until it sat heavily in her belly. Only then did his hands release her head, a final jerk of the cock in her mouth and he was spent.
"Lick it clean, Brooke."
With the tongue still lavishing its oral intentions, she did as she was ordered, licking from the base of his cock, through the cum-stained pubic hairs that tickled her lips, up the thick shaft, feeling the pounding veins, her mouth lapping up the sticky crème that coated his cock. Even as it softened in her mouth, she continued the degrading act. Finally, Stephen pulled his cock from her mouth, falling limply in front of her lips. Her lips and mouth were covered in a thick coat of his cum. She hoped they would let her up so she could escape from these perverted men.
"Kneel up and I'll bring you off."
Hands raised her up higher as the tongue slid up and down her slit. Fingers reached around and tugged and pulled on her turgid nipples until they stood out like tiny rocks of pleasure. Even when they pinched too hard, it couldn't quench the building lust in her loins. She knew she couldn't stop him, didn't want to stop him, her drug-filled head only seeking the sexual release he promised. The moment he pinched her clit, she was gone, the pleasure building unexpectedly in her body, his tongue fucking in and out of her hole. As she screamed out in pleasure, his tongue lashed back up between her buttocks until she felt the pointed tip slip into her rectum, the wet tongue wagging back and forth in her intimate hole. The shame of having a tongue shoved up her ass as she shook her ass salaciously in pleasure was too much for her. She came all over his fingers, flooding them with her womanly secretions as she bucked uncontrollably as the orgasm exploded in her body. Her body shook in sexual pleasure for long minutes until she slumped to the floor, her brain refusing to accept any more the sexual degradation they had subjected her to, unconsciousness her only escape.
"Let me take care of that, Michael." Michael shoved his cock in Hannah's mouth and down her throat, but Hannah loved her man when he took her so violently. Brooke would soon seek the same pleasure. It didn't take Michael long before he unloaded into Hannah's belly.
CHAPTER 7
The Master has His way with Brooke
Brooke woke up, her hand in her panties, soaked with her juices. She licked her lips, the taste of a man's cum still lingering on her lips and in her mouth. She remembered what she did vividly, kneeling like a sexual slave between Stephen's legs and sucked his cock as if she had done it a hundred times. She relived swallowing load after load of his cum until it filled her belly. Not only that, but she had felt a man's tongue licking her intimately, fingers plucking at her body until she responded, cumming profusely all over him as his tongue shoved deep into her rectum. She shamefully remembered it was Michael's tongue that forced the orgasm from her body. How can I face them this morning?
She skipped breakfast, but it was lunchtime, her stomach groaning. She had to face them, finally leaving the patio of her room to walk downstairs. Stephen was in the hallway she appeared. Her face was already red when she looked into his eyes.
"Good morning, Brooke. I hope you slept well." Stephen looked at her big lips, reliving the way she had sucked his cock with such exuberance.
"Thank you, Stephen. I slept like a baby." She felt his hand around her waist, drawing her in until she was pressed up against him. Her nipples sprang to life from the unexpected touch of his chest against hers.
"You were a good girl last night, Brooke." He lifted up her chin until she was looking into his eyes. "I expect to enjoy your mouth again soon." He planted a kiss on her lips, feeling the soft, wet lips part as his tongue explored the hot depths of her oral cavity.
He was kissing her, feeling his hard cock pressed against her pussy, his hips grinding from side to side as her nipples felt his chest pushed against them. His tongue explored her mouth, Brooke standing there as he had his way with her. She knew she couldn't stop him, even if she wanted to. She knew she would find herself on her knees before him, sexually servicing his cock with her mouth. She knew it was wrong and degrading, but she couldn't refuse this powerful man.
He finally broke away from her reluctantly as Michael approached.
