Chaperone Becomes a Bitch Chapter 9 by Jack Sone
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... "I'm going to watch you faggot. Treat my girl like gold. You're Josh's bitch for the rest of the day. He's going to do any and everything he wants. If I don't sense you are going the extra mile, we leave and your life is over."
Josh said his first words in quite a while. He seemed to come back to reality. "Really?" That voice - he must be an alto. "This is going to be awesome."
Chapter 9
Josh reached over and slapped me across the face. It was hard. I got the sense that it was harder than he intended. Like he had never done it before. He knew it could be done, but he didn't know how hard to do it. It was a bit awkward. Evan laughed.
Josh leaned back and said, "I want that tongue shoved so far up my ass, I can feel your tonsils, shit head." He lifted his legs and held them high exposing his hairless pucker to me.
I scooted forward and put my hands on his skinny hips and brought my tongue back to his hole. I buried my face and tasted the sweet clean insides of a 15 year old boy who had just been handed control of the rest of my day.
Josh put his hand on the back of my head and pulled my head in deeper. He moved his hips in circles and ground my tongue deep into his innards. He held me there for at least 10 minutes. Little dude loved getting his ass licked out.
Josh pulled my head up and led me to his hard dick, impaling me on his stick. I slurped and slobbered while he manned up and tried to treat me in the way a bitch would be treated. I felt like a piece of property. Josh pushed, pounded, and pinched my head in any and every way he could to get his dick as deep as possible into my throat.
While he kept his dick firmly implanted between my lips, he removed his belt and looped it around my neck. He pulled it so it was firm, but not overly tight. He pulled the belt upward so my head was inches in front of his face. He looked me dead in the eyes for a good 10 seconds. He was searching and seeing inside me. His mouth corners turned upward in a sort of pleased look and he mustered up a wad of saliva and spit it in my face. "What do you say, bitch?" he wanted to know.
"Thank you, Sir," I responded. Spit dripped.
He stood up, holding the belt as a leash and walked me on my hands and knees into the bedroom. Evan stayed on the couch watching TV and Josh and I were alone.
For the next half hour, he posed me in various positions exposing my ass to him. He had me try on panties and twirl around for his amusement. He seemed to just like control. He said, I did. He leaned on the headboard of the bed stroking himself casually while I followed his every command. Finally, he seemed out of ideas. "Go get me a screwdriver," he said.
I walked out of the bedroom and past Evan to get a screwdriver out of a kitchen drawer. Evan watched me every step of the way. "He better be very happy when you're done, fuckface," he sneered.
"Yes Sir." I said while walking back into the bedroom. Evan had it for Josh. There was more there than just using the cute kid as a cum dump. I gave the screwdriver to Josh.
"Lay down over my lap, Slave," said Josh. I laid down on top of the kid. His dick was hard. He had a very light dusting of hair on his legs and just a bit under his arms. It was all light, so he looked younger than he was. He slapped my ass. Not too hard, but hard enough to know he was in charge. He pulled my cheeks apart and I felt a finger at my opening.
"Whose pussy is this, boi?" he questioned.
"Your pussy Sir." I responded in a monotone, which was followed by five quick slaps.
"That's right. Old man's pussy is mine. Mine to do anything I want." His finger rubbed my rosebud. He mustered up more spit and I felt saliva rubbed around my hole. Then something harder than his finger was probing. I figured it must be the handle of the screwdriver. He pushed but I resisted. It didn't want to open to another invasion. He slapped my ass and added, "Open up fag boy. I want to play with my pussy."
I tried to relax and as I did, I felt the handle inch into my hole. Josh snickered. I could sense he was inspecting my ass. I felt as exposed as someone could. Naked, laying on the lap of a 15 year old kid, while he raped my ass with a screwdriver handle. I was a bitch.
Josh gradually picked up speed and was thrusting the handle in and out. As he did so, I felt his dick on my stomach and it seemed to get harder and bigger. Kid was getting off on this. His free hand made it up to my mouth. He forced his fingers in and explored my mouth with one hand and shoved the makeshift dildo in and out of my pussy with his other hand. He began thrusting up with his crotch, fucking my stomach. He leaned back and I felt a shudder and then the warmth of thick liquid on my stomach. Kid was horned up. Took about three thrusts and he couldn't hold back. He bust his nut all over my stomach.
He leaned back and moaned. The invasion of my ass and mouth stopped while he recovered. His fingers still in my mouth and the handle in my ass. He was breathing heavy. After a minute or so, he moved the screwdriver like a handle. Then, he started making engine sounds, like a kid does when they pretend they're driving a race car. He shifted the screwdriver dildo and made the sound of a shifting race engine. He continued for a bit, driving the screwdriver around my ass while he played like the kid he was.
I heard applause and looked up to see Evan at the door watching the scene of an old dude spread over a kids lap with a shifter stuck up his ass. Evan was smiling in a proud sort of way.
"You seem to be treating your bitch right. He treating you right bud?" said Evan.
"Yeah," Josh answered. "But, I blew my load too quick. I didn't mean to, it just happened and I haven't even fucked him yet."
"Hell, I know you," said Evan. "I know you got a few more loads in ya. First one's the easy one anyway. When you fuck his pussy, you want it to last. Make sure he feels it."
I was still splayed out, while two kids carried on this conversation about what they were going to do to my ass. Still had a handle stuck inside me and Josh was still moving it, just without the wrrrrr, wrrrrr sounds.
Evan turned around and left. Josh said, "Get on your back."
Damn, he did recover quickly. I got on my back and Josh told me to hold my legs up with my hands to expose my opening to this young master. I wrapped my legs with my arms and pulled them back up so my knees were as close to my head as I could get. I wasn't as flexible as I used to be, that's for sure. I looked through my spread legs at the angelic face of a 15 year old kid beating his hard cock. He was looking at my hole.
"I've wanted to fuck ass ever since Evan first fucked me in the park," Josh started. "He never let me because he said I was a bitch and bitch's don't fuck. But, when you fucked up, it opened the door and your ass to me. You are a bitch's bitch Mr. teacher. You're going to get fucked by a kid. I'm going to use your asshole as my cunt."
The kid was trash talking me and damned if I didn't get so boned it hurt. What's that mean? Do I want to be this kids bitch? Have I always been a bitch, but didn't know it? Thoughts went through my head, but they were fleeting. All I wanted was to feel that skinny young dick in my hole.
Josh slid forward taking aim with his dick. I felt the head at my rosebud and it resisted slightly as he pushed. He let spit drip onto the spot where the head of his dick met my closed opening. He used his dick to spread it around and pushed a finger in to open me up.
"That's it teach. Open up your pussy for me. It's mine to use. I'm going to fuck it like you're a whore." Josh was in another world.
"That's it kid. You tell the bitch." It was Evan's voice. I turned my head to see he had his iPhone in his hand taking video or pictures that would undoubtedly be used as more material in case I ever thought about not cooperating.
Josh went slow. He was in his own world. Breathing heavy and concentrating. Relishing the moment before you fuck your first cunt. He was biting his lower lip and staring at the hole that he was about to take.
He pushed in and I felt my pucker give way. It was almost comfortable. The only two dicks that had been up there (recently) were Evan and David's which were thick and long. This felt like my finger and it was a relief. I moaned out of satisfaction at which point Josh shoved it in deep. He let it sit buried to his balls which I could feel on my ass. They were smooth and his dick didn't quite hit the same spots that had been hit when David and Evan fucked me, but I didn't care. I liked bringing pleasure to this kid.
He pulled out, looked me in the eyes, and shoved it all the way in again. He did this several times and never broke eye contact. Then, he got down to the rhythm of fucking his first ass. He fucked fast with short little strokes. He fucked long. He went in circles. He turned me over on my stomach. He fucked while he slapped my ass. He twisted my tits. He explored my mouth with his fingers. He held my legs high. He had me wrap them around. He was getting in every position and variation he could with this first fuck. He fucked longest with me on my side and him entering from the back. He turned my head toward him and asked how it felt having a 15 year old dick in my ass.
"Great Sir," I grunted as he continued to thrust. It was like he was on the playground. As time went on, I was amazed at his staying power. Sure, he had just cum, but still.
He continued for a while. Not sure how long as I just laid there taking it... enjoying it? Yeah, I was. I wanted it for him.
He pulled out and straddled my chest. Stroking his dick hard and fast, he said, "Open up bitch."
He covered my face with a load of his spunk. Some in my mouth, some on my hair, and most on my face.
He slowed as he came down staring at the results of his orgasm. He put his boy dick to my lips and I opened up to suck it clean. As I did, he rubbed the cum over my entire face.
I heard clapping. Evan, still with the iPhone. I wouldn't mind a copy of that one.
Josh got up smiling. I had done my job, per Evan's warning. He went to the bathroom. Evan grabbed a pair of panties and threw them at me on the bed.
"Clean yourself up with those, faggot. I'm going to have you wear them to school tomorrow," he said. "Forgetting again would not be a good thing."
They left and I laid there for a bit, dick still hard. I pictured the recent fucking in my head and jerked off into the panties filling them with more spunk. I put them on, so I wouldn't forget to wear them tomorrow and fell asleep.