His Sister-in-law/ His Master---- A Story

[bbq]

Clark had been married to Rachel for three weeks, he had had a good job as head sales man for an auto parts company, But the company went into bankruptcy and had to close it's doors. Rachel, thought a very beautuful blond, had had a sheltered life and never held down a job. Now t survive till he could find another job, Clark had to go to his sister-in-law, Vikki, for help. Clark and Vikki really did not get along. Vikki was almost ten years older then her sister Rachel ( who was only 22 ) and very very protective toward her, almost like a mother hen to her chicks. Both girls were orphaned at an early age, and forced to live with thier grandparents. Vikki was fifteen at the time, and took quick control of both their lives, even while she was off at college she still took care of her little sister by going to a school only two miles away from their grandparents home. Rachel grow into a real beauty, 5'5" in height a slime 120 pounds with bright green eyes looking out under strawberry blond hair. She was not what you would call dumb, just very innocent, due to the fact her big sister always took care of her, and never left wanting for anything. When Vikki, graduated college, she got a job as an accountant with a large CPA firm. She soon got her CPA and advanced rapidly in the firm, getting to a full partnership in onl 4 years. She made more money in one month then Clark made in commissions in one year. Vikki had been married and divorced three times, increasing her fortune each time. When Clark first started dating Rachel, Vikki looked down on him as not being good enough for her sister. When the time came, the two of them ran off and eloped, and since Rachel was of age, there was nothing Vikki could do about, and she hated Clark for it, and he distained his sister-in-law for trying to run his wife's life. Now he had to crawl to her for help and his proud hurt. It hurt more then he wanted his lovely wife to know about. They arrived at Vikki's house early on a friday night ( Rachel had called Vikki and set up the meeting). His wife was all excited about seeing her sister but there was something else exciting, a "sercet" she told him and just giggled. Vikki's place was large, not quite a mansion, but a large colonial house with at least six bedrooms, an indoor and outdoor swiming pool a suana, gym, and much more, She loved rubbing in his face how much she was worth. For this visit, Rachel had worn a simple pink knit dress with a black belt. She wore a new pair of nylon stockings and black pumps with two inch heels. She was stunning to look at. She had insisted on his wearing a white polo shirt with black slacks ( he had wanted to wear a suit and tie, but she told him it was too formal looking for the occasion). Vikki meet them at the door. He could always say one good thing about her, she was drop dead gorgous. Like her sister she had long strawberry blond hair ( Rachel's was curly and came just down to her shoulders, while Vikki's was straight and came just below her shoulders), and a round face, but her eyes were hazel color and she stood a good 4 inches taller then her little sister. Her legs were longer too, not a slime as his wife's but definatly more powerful looking. Both women had 34 dd breast. Clark's eyes open a little wide at what she was wearing, a shear black silk blouse that he could see thru ( It showed Vikki was wearing a black bra) a black leather mini skirt ( He had trouble at first trying not to look at her wonderful thighs) black silk stockings and black knee high riding boots with what he thought was six inch heels. With the boots on she stood a good three inches taller then him, an attempt to intimadate him as usual. Vikki smiled and hugged her little sister, then gave Clark a cold stare. She lead the two newly weds out on to her patio and motioned for them to sit down. " Rachel tells me your company went out of business, is that right Clark? " Vikki asked with a coldness to her voice. He nodded and went to speak, but Vikki interupted him " She also said you need something to tide you over till you can get back on your feet, is that right?" again he nodded and again before he could say a word, Vikki spoke " I have always looked out for my little sis. She is so innocent to the world and every thing and everyone" She smiled over toward Rachel, who smiled back. " I didn't want her to get married before she turned thrity,BUT, you took care of that didn't you" Her cold stare was back. He started to say something , but she put her hand " If you can make her happy, then it was worth her getting married so soon. I just want what is best for her" A cold smile now graced her face. " And from what she told me, there are somethings you do well to make her happy" He was waiting for it, the but, she was going to add a but to her statement " But there are things that you are lacking in, and we will have to straighten them out, after we come to a finacial agreement" Clark was stunned, she was agreeing to give them the money to get by on, maybe Vikki wasn't as bad as he thought. " Rachel and I have been talking the past few days on how best for you to pay back the loan I am going to give you, and we came up with a good payment plan" Rachel took hold of his hands and turned him to face her, " Honey, Vikki and I worked out everything, it's of the best deal believe me" Rachel said in her high pitched little girl voice. " We don't have to pay any money back to Vikki, isn't that wonderful?" He sat still for a second, don't have to pay her back? How much was she going to give them? " Do you mean it's a gift?" he asked. Rachel tighten her hold on his wrist, he never releazed how strong his wife's hands really were " No, not a gift, your going to work the debt off as her slave !!" The sweet smile on his wife's face and the words coming from her mouth did not go together, and her grip was now starting to cut off the cirulation to his fingers, and they were going numb. He was in shock at her words, and he tried to pull his hands free, But Vikki had stood and sneaked up behind him. Locking one arm under his chin to hold his head in place, she placed her other hand over his mouth and nose and held it tightly, cutting off his air. He tried to escape from both his with and sister, but Vikki held firm pressing back into his seat. "OHHHH, this fun" said Rachel in her little girlish voice " Just like old times when I had boyfriends that tried to.... well you knew what they wanted to do Clark" He was fighting with all his strongth, but The womens grips wer holding firm on him. " When they tried Vikki would have me hold their hands and she would smother them untill they passed out and then...." Her giggled was vebally excited, they had done this to others before him, but they were just boyfriend, and he was her husband, what did this mean. Vikki's grip on his neck and face was making his head spin with dizziness, and she was playing with him, letting up over his mouth and nose, so he could hear what Rachel was saying. " HEE HEE, We once held a guy for twenty minutes like this, oh what was his name.... George... Georgie...Grorgi, that was it. He fought and fought and I laughed at the different colors his face turned" He could not believe this sweet innocent thing was part of a dominent duo, " After he finally passed out, Vikki did some nasty things to him, and she let me help her" again she gave that girlish giggle " Vikki always let me help, even with her husbands. " It was Vikki's turn to laugh, " You men are such fools, you think because we are women we are weaker then you. Well I love to prove all of you wrong." Her face was close to his ear " And guys have always tried to take advantage of my little sister's innocentence, so I had to teach what fun it is to help me put guys in thier place" Vikki's laugh was evel sounding to him. " Oh don't hurt him to much, Vikki, after all I do love him" Vikki told her " Alright sweetie, I won't hurt him to much. Did you bring your things like I asked you" Rachel nodded " In the trunk, and you were right, he never notice them" She gigled agained. " Good then it's time to start" said Vikki. She pressed hard his face locking out all air this time. He felt himself getting weaker under her grip, his eyes starting to close. She felt his body begin to sag and applied more pressure. The last thing he heard was Rachel's little laugh and saying " Tell what you have planned".

[Bently]

starting of wonderfully as usual BBQ cant wait to see what they have in the trunk....

Are you going to add any ore to your other story's i particularlly like Moniques Conquest (in fact there all rather good) Thanks and i look forward to the next installment

[humanchair]

once again this is shaping up to be a great story!

thank you!

[fpm29]

Great story so far. I can't wait to see the next part of it. Thanks for sharing it with us bbq.
John :D

[bbq]

He had come to three times and each time Vikki applied HOM to him to put him out until they had him ready for further fun. His eyes opened slowly this time, not wanting to have the set of long slime finger press against his jaw, shutting off all air. He shook his to clear. As his became focused he realized that he was restrainted in a chair. He moved slightly to see how tightly he was bound. His eyes flew open. THE TWO OF THEM HAD BOUND HIM IN HIS WIFES PINK KNIT DRESS. As his mind became more clear he also realized they had also bound him in her PANTY AND BRA !!! The fact that Rachel's clothing was to small for him seemed of no consquence to them. Her panties were cotting into his groin and the bra was restricting his breathing. Add to it that the belt around his waist was pulled so tight that it was pressing his stomache back further then it should. They had handcuffed his hands behind him and used a cord of washline to pin his arms to his side, they used the same type rope to tie his knees and ankles together. The rubbing of the rope against his legs led him to notice that they had also put Rachel's nylon stockings on him, and he couls feel under her dress that they had added a gater belt as well. But there was another sensation he felt, at first he could not tell what it was, he moved his body again trying to break the rope around his arms and legs, then it hit him, what the sensation was. They had shaved his body hair from head to toe, including his balls. He was horrified.WHAT.... WHY.... PAIN BREATHING. Vikki came walking back out on the patio, a smile that he could only discribe as triumph, growing across her face " Well, welcome back to the world dreamboy" Her voice was meancelying husky, " How do you like the outfit I picked out for you" Her smile grow bigger with each word. " What the fuck do you think your doing " She reached out and tweaked his nose, He let out a yelp of pain " Don't get nasty, dreamboy" her voice remand husky. " I can nastier" It was no threat but a statement she could backup. " Untie me BITCH" he screamed at her. She drew back her hand and smacked his face with as much force as she could. The force and loud thud of hand on flesh sent him out of the chair and on to the floor, hitting his head hard on the cement. Vikki bent over, still smiling and grabbing his ear lifted him back on the chair. " I don't think you should ever use that word again, either in my presence or my sister" and to emphisze it she struck him hard again, snapping his head back. His eyes were rolling in his head from the two blows and it took a few seconds for the fog to lift out of his mind. " Okay, alright, I won't use that word again" He lied, not wanting to br struck again, " Just untie me and give me back my clothes and let us go home, we....really don't need your money after all." Vikki throw back her head and let out the biggest evilist laugh he had ever heard. " Don't give me no bullshit, dreamboy" and she gave him a backhand across his cheek. It not only stung, but added an extra hurt to his already throbbing head. " My sister only gets the best things in life, and right now you can't give them to her, but I can, and I will, and that includes YOU !!!" She locked her long slender and awfully powerful finger around his throat and squeezed slowly. " I plan to train you in the proper way to take care of her as I have trained all her ex-boyfriends to care for her, and the way I trained my ex-husbands to take care of me" There was no smile as she said this only a look of a woam on mission to destroy and conquer. " Please" He gasped, " I can't breath, Vikki, PLEASE" The smile returned and she let go of his throat. He took several deep breaths filling his lungs. " Where is...is..my wife now?" he asked. " settleing into her room for the week end,Oh by the way, you two will have...... seperate bedrooms" She laughed. " She'll be down after she changes, after all you took her clothes. his face turned crimnsom with embarrsement as he looked down at the attire she and her sister had bound him in. " I think you look adorable in pink, dreamboy" His face turned redder, he hated her calling him dreamboy, and it must of shown, because she enjoyed using it so much. " I guess we should have measured you before we tried the dress and underwear on you" She leaned over and rubbed his bra covered nippled while massage his panty clad cock. " Does that feel good DREAMBOY" she mocked. Dispite everything, her touch had a very erotic feel, and he could not help but start to get aroused. He wanted to fight it but found his sister-in-law, had a special and senual touch to her fingers. " Oh Dreamboy is get a little naughty is he" Her voice still in a mock tone. " Well lets see how nasty he can get." She picked up the pace of the strokes on his cock and nipples, the excitement was rushing thru his whole body, even thou the bra, panty and dress was still cutting into him. " Get Nastier, Nastier Dreamboy" Vikki appeared to be getting just as excited as he was. Her hands were moving faster around his two body areas. He began to throb, and he could feel the pressure building in his cock, he was ready, she just had give one or two more strokes. SLAP---SLAP---SLAP---SLAP The hand that was strokeing his cpck was now smacking his face, forehand to back hand " DO YOU THINK I WOULD LET YOU RUIN MY SISTER'S PANTY AND DRESS" Her hand kept going back and forth across his face, and he could feel the reddness of the hand marks growing on his cheeks. " The only one's in this house who get sexual fullfillment are my sister and I..." she gave him one more hard slap to emphize her point. "...You are nothing but a lowly peice of male flesh, fit only to serve me and my sister..." His eyes were slighty glazed from the force of her hand, but her words were now coming in clear " We are the sole perpuse of your excistance,you live only to serve us as we see fit, do you under stand" The qucik softing of his hard-on was causing pain and discomfort in his ball-sac, but he shook his head, for fear if he said the wrong thing this woamn dressed in a sexy black outfit would work him over again. There was a slight commtion by the doors that led to the kitchen, and Rachel stepped out. " Look what I found in my old clothes closet Sis." Clark almost fell out of the chair when he saw what his wife was wearing. It was a red velvet jump suit , she had worn when she was a twirler in high school. It showed off every curve of her shaply body. It had a halter top that was to cover her entire breast, but since it was over five years since she wore it the top noe barely cover her nipples. She turned to model it, and he was stunned at how well it hugged her wonderful ass. It also showed she had nothing on under it. " It almost fits like it did when I was in high school" Her girlish voice said. " Well almost" Vikki laughed. " Did you bring the make-up?" she asked " Right here" Rachel lifted a make-up kit to show Vikki, and then placed it on the table. His eyes at went from his wife outfit to the make-up kit then back to his wife. " Oh I remember when you made that one guy...what was his name...Jay, that it Jay.. You mad him 'tickle' me because he wanted to play with my ass" Vikki nodded " Do you want your husband to tickle your ass?" she asked. Rachel blushed and nodded yes giggling again. Vikki leaned over to Clark, " Get on your knees and no sound or I will slap your face till there is no bleed left in your body" She took hold of his ear and guided his to his knees, he not making a sound dispite her pulling on his ear. Rachel turned around and lifted her ass toward his pace, the soft fuzzy fell of the cloth cover her ever smooth youthful ass, a strong stimulant on him and he felt his excitement, rising in her underwaer again. But it didn't last long. Vikki placed her leather clad pussy on the back oh his head and her hands on her sisters hip and drove it into her ass hard, no chance for a quick gulp of air. Vikki began grinding her hips back and forth while Rachel did the same with her ass. " Make him Tickle me Sis?" Rachel asked. And Vikki lifted one of her booted heels down on to his calf and drove it in hard. He had to yell in pain, but it was lost in his wife creamy smooth ass, not only lost, but it ' ticled " her. Her laugheter grow louder with each yeel of pain he let out form his sister-in-laws pressing heel. " Yes, that's it that's what I remember" Rachel yelled " Make him tickle me more" And vikki lifted her heel, drove it into his calf as hard as she could, he screamed in pain, but Vikki's pussy pressed his head further into her sister's ass. " Make him get me excited Vikki, I want the fullexcitement" She sounded like a spoiled brat, But Vikki's heel cut into his calf, and she pushed on th eback of his head so hard that he felt Rachels velevet clad ass being sucked into his mouth. Rachels whole body quiver at this and her ass shook, all air to Clark was gone now as her hands grabbed his hair and forced his face in as deep as she could. "YOU DID IT AGAIN, VIKKIIIIIIIII" She screamed, and on his mouth he felt a female dampness begining. Bur Vikki wanted to make sure he did not fully enjoy it and wrapped her thighs up cutting off any final air to get thru. He lasted on about another two minutes.

[herseat_1]

Another great start to a story BBQ. Please keep it going. I love
it so far. Herseat_1:theband: :beer: :bananavic

[bbq]

Vikki sat watching her Brother-in-law still figure laying at her feet. She was going to make he understood how she wanted him to take care of her little sister, Rachel. She was making a list of som "training" methods she would use. She laid everything aside when she heard him moan. She stood over him legs astride his head, so he had to look up her skin thight leather skirt. " Back again Dreamboy" she said as his eyes opened, he was still bound in his wifes pink knit dress. He began to focus in on the powerful calfs and thighs of his sister-in-law, looking like they were ready in an instant to crush his head. But their shape cause a slow arousement in him, one he hoped she would not notice,or, god only knows what she might do to him. "Where's my wife....where's Rachel" he asked as he attempted to sit up. The sole of her boot nailed him in the forehead, sending his head back on the patio's tile, stunning him. " I didn't give you permission to talk" She said as she placed the sole of the boot on his throat and pressed down full weight. He let out a gurggling sound, stopped his attempt to sit up and just stared up at her, anger in his eyes. " Well I see we need several lessons on how to respect not only me but my sister" She smile as she applied more pressure on his throat " Now lay still OR I will use my heel next time" He managed a nod, but his eyes still burned. She removed her foot and stared back at him, only her eyes had pleasure in them. " I sent my dear sister shopping, for a few odds and ends, and I know she won't be back for several hours as, you know, her favorite hobby is shopping" she let out a fake sigh " It will give us a chance to get better aquainted" She gave out a small laugh. " Now I want you to answer some questions for me, like why did you trick my sister into elopeing with you" He thought about it for a second or two. The point of her boot hit the side of his head hard, shooting a daze thru it. " When I ask you a question I want the answer right away !! " He cleared his head as fast as he could, " Because I didn't want you near her" As soon as he said he knew it was a mistake, her boot again slamed into the side of his head. " SO YOU WANT ME OUT OF HER LIFE THEN" He shuttered at the coldness in her voice, and was afraid to say anything "ANSWER ME" she said her boot finding his head again. "Y...Y...Yes" final came out of his mouth. She didn't kick him for his answer this time, she just ponder it. " And why don't you want me there?" He swollowed hard wanting to find the right words before her boot struck again. " It's....it's time you stopped running her life and let her husband take care of it !" He said it, and he meant, Vikki could tell by his eyes. Her laugh was one of full amusement, " Just as he is taking care of her now" She had trouble getting the words out, she was laughing so hard. " Look at yourself, DREAMBOY and tell me that you can honestly take care of her" His face went crimson with embarrsement, he was tied up in his wife's dress and laying helpless at the feet of his gorgous sister-in-law. She bent over and in a low sarcastic voice said " And your wearing her pretty and girlish pink underwear too." Again she culd not control her laughter as the red in his face deepened. " You know what? " she said in between laughs " Little girl pink is your color" She noticed his eyes had lost a lot of the fire that had been in them " What's a matter my little dreamboy doesn't Rachel's clothing feel nice and soft on your hard muscled body" Vikki taunted " Do you want to wear more of them?" The fire was gone from his eyes, replaced by horror and fear. " I think I can arrange for Rachel to give you more of her things for you to wear, if you like" She watched with extreme pleasure as his eyes showed his defeince wanning. " Did you know this dress has a special feature to it" she said as she moved toward the hem of the dress. She slide the hem of the dress up to around his shoulders "Watch" was all she said. There was a a little string just under the hem " This is just incase a woamn would like to have a firmer fit around her knees." And she pulled the string, and he arms were helplessly trapped inside the skirt portion of the pink dress. " Don't fight it Dreamboy The knit materal won't tear, your stuck" She laughed again. " Now lets have a look at those panties you have on" She sat him up so he could look at the pink bikini panties the two woman had place on him. They were not only pink, but shear, and you could so his balls thru it. AND, to his horror, the arousement he felt looking up Vikki's dress showed, with the head of his cock sticking out of the top of the panty. "DREAMBOY, how dare you" She fained anger " Cheating on your mind. Cheating on my sister, and thinking nasty, flithy thougts about ME" , She continued " You are nasty, naughty and disgusting" She lifted her heel and came down on his groan and began to grind it in. He let out a loud yell of pain, but that only made her dig her heel in deeper. " You want to cheat on my sister with me do you" she twist and turned her heel in as deep as she could. He began begging to stop, pleading with her, true tears of pain rolling down his cheeks. But his pleas just insited her to press harder. She stopped and stepped back to admire her mark, and then dig her other heel into the otherside of his groan, as hard as she had done the first time. Pain sheared thru his lower body, he tried to twist his body away from her but her foot had it pinnedto the tile. He was crying and moaning, and he could see she was gathering strength from it, absorbing his pain thru her body for energy. She looked over at his face, twist in the agony of her heeled pressure " I should feel compliment that you think I have such a nice bodyBUT I AM INFURIATED THAT YOU AS MY SISTER'S HUSBAND WOULD GET SUCH A DISGUSTING THING BY LOOKING AT ANOTHER WOMAN, LET ALONE YOUR WIFE'S SISTER" His head was turning back and forth due to the pain, he wanted to scream at her to get off, but could only manage to get sobs out of his mouth. Vikki relaxed some of the pressure, decreasing his pain, his hardon now completely gone. She unzipped her leather mini skirt, and lift her foot off of him. You layed there moan and groaning in pain, she came over and straddled his head again, kicked off the skirt, and exposed her black satin thong, with a slit down the middle. "I love how loud your moaning, and it would be a waste to let it not vibarate in me" And she dropped full weight on his face. He was stunned at first, the air being driven out of him by her. She grabbed a hand full of his hair and lifted his head into her crotch. He tried to say something, but it was lost in her pubic hair. " I want that moan back,DREAMBOY, and I want it now" As she said that she drove both her spiked heels into his balls. He yelled, but again it was lost in her. Now she drove her heels in deeper and harder, making him yell in pain, and sending the a large ripple of excitement thru her, her body begining to quiver, her juice fired to full arousement. Her drove further in, he was screaming now, but as she had wanted, it was into her pussy. "Tongue, I want your tongue,NOW" She moaned, digging her heels in to make her point. His tongue quickly found the slit in the thong and found it way into her pussy, and began probeing. She let up some of the presser from her heels, enjoying his searching tongue, " That it DREAMBOY, find the spot, find my spot" He searched and probed, and after what seemed hours to him ( it really was about half an hour) he found it, he could tell by the incresed quiver of Vikki's body. Then as if to add to his suffering, she locked the walls of her virgina around his tongue, trapping it inside her and just about pulling it out of his head. The warm damp flow of her cum slowly started to run into his mouth, but since she had his tongue locked inside her, he could not close it, and had to taste the sticky goo, not only taste but forced to swollow it or drowned. Meanwhile Vikki, was riding the wave of female pleasure, making go as slow as she could, taking every bit of excitment she could. At the peak she let out the moan of joy, showing she was at the apex of womanhood, then her body slumped and went slightly limp on top of him. But these created dead weight, and the item that supported her slimp was the heels in his groin, and the dead weight on top of him caused them to go in deeper then that had before. The pain shoot throuht out his body, his getting lighter, and the combination of her heels and her cum in his mouth was too much, darkness was sipping in around him, painful, burning darkness, not the one he felt before, when buried in his wife's velvet clad ass, but a more hurtful darkness, one that had his head swimming in pain. The last hting he heard before giving into the painful darkness was Vikki saying " Nice Job DREAMBOY.............."

[bbq]

Vikki was now moving to complete a fantsy she had always had as long as she could remember. She had tied Clarks wrist and then his ankles to the largest branch on the big oak tree near the patio, making him a human swing. She had change his outfit from her sister pink dress and underwear, to the redvelt jumpsuit that Rachel had worn earlier, and, thanks to Clark, had "soiled". She changed her outfit also, to the one of the bikinis she wore whenever she sun bathed. It was, what she called with a laugh, a"VIRGIN WHITE" knitted one used only for sun bathing in private ( though she made her three husband suffer, tieing them down and parading in front of them, watching them squirm and fight to repress their little hard-ons) as it showed off more then most men could stand with hurting themselves. Her round firm nipples always were hard in the see thru knit, her breast showed off how soft and tan they were. And the best part, how the knit materal higi lighted her round firm ass muscles ( Everyone always said her ass was better then her sisters' ). This bikini was the perfect tease and denial outfit for blueballing a subject. She walked out toward Clark, who was just reviveing himself from the pain induced "sleep" he was just in. In one hand she had a Pina Colada, in the other was a mirror. " I see DREAMBOY has returned to us again" She taunted. He tried to speak, then realized Vikki had tied a ball gag around his mouth, and she gave an evil smile as his pleas to be released were muffled in the gag. " Don't try to speak, even if you didn't have that gag in your mouth, I wouldn't listen to you" She took a sip of her drink, and twirled the drink in her fingers, while watching his face begin to show the strain from the ropes that supsended him from the tree. As his mind cleared he felt the pain of his hanging in the sockets of his shoulder, elbows, ankles, knees, hips, and most of all, his neck, as she had tied him in such a position that his head fell backwards between his shoulders and he had to strain his neck to keep his head up or all the bleed would rush to his brain. Vikki laid her drink down on the patio wall next to the tree, " I have something to show you" She lifted his head up and held the mirror in front of his face so he could see his face. He was in shock. Vikki had made up his face with a deep dark lip stick ( His lips stood out because of the ball gag) had placed blue eye shadow around his eyes, rouge on his cheeks , used an eye pencil on his eyebrows, and ON HIS HEAD, attached a bright red wig. SHE WAS FEMINIZING HIM . " I haven't decided yet weather your a preety woman, or an ugly one. Oh well, I'll experiment with other make-ups on you till I find one that's right for you", The grin on her face sent a shiver thru him, adding to the pain and discomfort. " Tell me, is Rachel's....juices, shall I say, still in her crotch area" and she began to massage his cock. The feel of his sister-in-law's educated fingers, the softness of the velvet, the picture of what Rachel looked like and the female dampness of the materal cause him, dispite the pain, to get aroused. This only made his siter-in-law's effort to add to his torment by rubbing slower. " Is DREAMBOY going to have nasty,naughty, thoughts about me again" She ran her tongue over her lips and teeth in such a seductive manner, he let out a moan thru his gag, increseing her grin to an ear to ear type. " I have told you before about haveing such thoughts about me didn't I !" Her hands gripped him tighter, he closed his eyes wishing she stopped, but she continued and he began to quiver, cause more pain to pulsate thru his acheing joints. Not missing a beat in her stroke, she laid the mirror down next to her drink, turned her back to him, switched her stroking hand, ( the other hand was just as arousing) and sat down on his chest and began a slow deliberate swing. The jolt of pain racing thru him cause him to give a slight jump, but her ass quickly dropped him back to a hanging position. He rocked back and forth, as slow as she could, her feet stil touching the ground, her hand with a still firm grip on his cock and waiting for it to start to throb. " I always wanted to have a human swing," she said " and, while you were laying there out cold, i said to myself, why not use Dreamboy for it." Her hand motion on his cock increased, " and so I did use the DREAMBOY, and you know what?" She manuvered her ass cheeks now so they cover both his nipples, and tighten and untighten them. " It's better then I ever imagined" She gave a little and made sure he felt her ass on his nipples. He didn't know how, but her stumilant motions on his nipple and cock was causing his hard-on to grow, dispite the painful discomfort of being her "swing". The montion of her gentle rocking back and forth along with the velvet covering his nipples was rushing excitement to his manhood, and he knew she would never let him release the pressure inside him, but she was doing everything she could to bulid it up inside him, and enjoying it very much. " Some time I must tell you about Rachel's other suitors, who I rejected for her of course" her voice was matter- of factly " But they still pay homage to me and her, you know. The little piss-ants belong to us now and forever" She almost sang that last part out. As she rocked her ass rubbed his now hard nipples ( he wished she hadn't strung him up for the feel of such a fine ass on his chest alone would cause him to explode) and her finger gripped tighter on his cock, making him finally throb. She looked down at his face, which was glowing red from her sexual movements, the pain from his arms and legs, his heavy breathing and from straining his neck to keep his head up. Her smile was the evilist he had seen yet. " No pleasureful escape for you" she said as she let go of his cock, place both her hands on the rope she had suspended him from, sat back so her feet were off the ground, and began swing, like she was in a playground. She loved his muffled scream of pains, and laughed and began to sing little playground ditties to add to his already destoyed male ego. She sang them as if she was an eight year old girl. Sang them to add to his humilation. All the while reveling in her conquest of her sister's husband,. prepareing him for a life as a docile male slave for Rachel and herself. Yes they needed money and lord knews she had plenty of it. BUT, she could have a wonderful excisistence with her sister moving back in and have making this DREAMBOY not only their slave, but their personal maid as well. She swung faster now, the feeling of her ass on his nipples no longer a pleasant sensation. For now he was sweating and with her ass rocking on them, it was a rubbing hurt,stinging him. His balls hurt too, not only from the blue-balling but from the thight materal around his crotch, his wife's clothing much too small for him. " Vikki was starting to get height on her swing, and his muffled screams grow louder and louder. But she was having too much fun to stop now. She wanted to "touch the sky". He want to beg, plead,do anything she wanted, but he was unable to do it. She had the upper hand, she was in control, and he was helpless to stop her. She didn't just want to control him she wanted to totally break his sprite and she was on the edge of doing it. Her sing voice was more then nice or pleasant, it was down right beautiful and only added to his humilation, as he could not believe that the person who could create such a sweet sound, could also be so cruel. Vikki began to slow her swing, dragging her booted feet in the air so she could stop ( the heels of her boot caught his back several times, digging into the flesh exposed thru the halter like top of his wife's outfit). She was just about stopped when she did the schoolyard leap out of the "swing". This caused his body first to raise up ( for one insteant there was no strain) then jolted him down ward, almost tearing his arms and legs from his body. She hard the loudness of the muffled scream, saw his eyes rolling in his head, saw the tears of pain on his cheeks, and smiled that eveil smile of conquest. " I ahve to go change again, this outfit is starting to shaff a little, why dont you.....HANG AROUND A LITTLE WHILE LONGER, DREAMBOY" And she laughed loud at her little joke as she turned to go inside, picking up her Pina Colda and taking it with her.

[Bently]

you the man BBQ cant wait to hear more i love ur stories Wanna hear about their sweaty asses


p.s. Have u ever thought of writing a fem/fem themed story or maybe just include a f/f section in one of ur stories......?

Thanks

[bbq]

She left him hanging from the tree all night. His apin would not allow him to sleep, and when he did PAS OUT, a strong wind blow him back to conciousness and deeper pain all over his body. The also chilled the night and as dawn came the dew furthered the chill in his bones. Vikki was even aided by the weather. He hung there for till the sun was almost directly over head, to weak at this point to even maon or cry, just wanting to get down and get some sleep. SLEEP, that was what shw was doing to him now, SLEEP DEVERVATION they called. Not allowing him to close his eyes, further demnataring his will to resist her. He heard a church bell ring 11 times, and a few seconds later Vikki came strolling out of the house,fresh from a morning shower, with a dark green plush towel wrapped aroud her hair and another around her body. " Good morning DREAMBOY" she said, that evil grin back on her face. " I hope you had a restful night." Her tone sarcastic. " I spoke with Rachel last night, and we decide you that spend the night back at your place so she could make arrangements for the two of you to move in here with me" He would of been shooked, but the energy level in his body was gone. " And I told fer how I had a very good place for you to spend the night here" Still grining she eximined her boundage work and looked over the oak tree. " She was glad you decided to....hang around... with me" Her laugh was just as evil as her grin. " But I digress... we need to move on with some thing so..." with that she grabbed the end of the rope his ankles
were attached to and pulled. The knot cane undone and now he was hanging by his wrist from the tree his feet not quite touching the ground. " Oh where are my manners, you must be thristy, poor dear" She went inside and came out with a drink of water for him. She removed the gag from his mouth, he said thank you in a tired barely auidable voice. She then removed the red velvet jump suit ( when he looked down he could see the marks from were the suit had cut thru his body. Vikki was roaring laugh and pointing at his balls. He lowered his slowly then closed his eyes in embarrasement, he had a PISS HARD-ON. " Does DREAMBOY have to go potty" Her laughter only hi-lited her mocking voice. " Well, if your good you can use my bathroom, but then again........." She was thinking of something nasty to do to him, he knew, but what. She stepped forward and removed the red wig from his head. " Can't let anything happen to that" she giggled, her twitching like a rabbit ( if he was strung up, he think that nose twitch was cute). She turned went to the side of the patio wall and came back toward him, a hose in her hand. " As I was saying, Then again I can't let a filthy litte BOY go trapsing through my house, bring all kinds of drit and bugs and things like that inside, now can I" He just stared at her with dead tired eyes. " So lets get you cleaned up first" and she turn on the hose and laughed as she did it. The spray stung, it was cold and had a lot of force behind it. It revived him so what, at least the cold and stinging did. He turned his body to protect his extermly tender areas, like his balls, and face. But Vikki was walking around him, pointing the hose to different area's around his body, stopping every once and a while to focuse the spray on his balls. He was tired, so tired that he was close to passing out, but the cold hard spray on his balls worked the wonder she wanted, his face showed pain and fear again, his redden eyes were blinking like he was fully awake. " Mustn't miss a spot must we" she laughed as she ran the spray from head to toe on him. Dangleing as he was the force of the water began to cause him to turn in a circle, very slow at first. But Vikki now direct the water so he would first turn one then the other. Now dizziness and nausa was added to his discomfort, he felt like he was going to throw up, but knew he would have to swollow it due to the ball gag still in his lipsticked mouth. She made sure the hose hit every cavitiy of his body, including his ass. This hurt almost as much as the spray on his balls as he had to take a shit and piss, but from fear of what she would do to him, he was forced to hold everything in. " La-de-da, la-de-da" she was sing to her self as if she was cleaning off a car. " There I think we are finished don't you" She said shutting off the hose. She give him one final exam, front and back, up and down. " Good now we can go inside" She pull on the knoted rope hold his arms up and he dropped to the ground. he had to fight hard to keep his balance, as his legs had very little strength to hold his two hundred pund body, and he knew if he fell on the mud and got dirty, she would found a suiyable punishment for him. She stood on the patio and motioned for him to come to her. She untied his hands and and replaced the rope with handcuffs. She took hold of his ear and began to lead him into the kitchen " Wipe you feet before you enter" The welcome mat at the back door was made of a course type brislte, and it hurt his bare feet to wipe on it, but he did as she commaned him to, rather then anger her. " Better" was all she said and lead him inside. Off to the corner of the kitchen she had installed a small bathroom with just a camode and sink in it. It was so small that a man of his size had trouble not only turning in it but just standing as it was made for some one under six feet tall. " Now do your bodily functions DREAMBOY" She told him. There was very little room between the sink and commode, and he just barely fit in. " Well sit down and get this stinking thing done" Her voice was mocking him again. He twisted himself till he was seated, and a very loud fart type sound escaped from his ass. " You disgusting pig" She yelled, she was standing in the doorway much to his embarrasement, still wrapped in the two towel. " If you smell up this house or even this bathroom, there will be hell to pay" she warned. He wanted to obey her but he had to go so bad and it had been so long since his last movement, and his body hurt so much. She continued to mock him. " Do you do this in front of my little sister, you pig. Do you make her shower in this ugly stentch" The urine came freely and fast, thru his acheing almost deaden penis, adding more aches and pains to his balls. But his shit was comeing out slow and he thought it was because she was watching. It was unateral some how to have a woman watch a man shit. And he found it hard with her eyes on him and her mocking, taunting, teasing voice echoing around the tiny space. He moaned as he tried to force it out. " Do you make that god aweful sound around her too" She wrinkled her nose as if in disgust. " From now on you will perform your daily funcation away from her and me at a place we deem proper for a pig like you". It took a while but he finally finished. " Wipe" Vikki yelled" Wipe your self pig" The evil smile returning to her face. With his hands cuffed in front of him, he had trouble wiping his ass. He first tried one side then the other but could not reach around to wipe. " Idiot" Vikki's yelled at him, her smile the creulist yet, " If your going to be a maid. learn how a woman does it, wipe between your legs" His stare at her was blank, MAID? WOMAN? BETWEEN YOUR LEGS? He continued to stare blankly at her, as he did as she instructed. When he ws done he flushed and squeezed himself out of the bathroom. " Oh my god, what did you do kill a rat, you over stuffed pig" She screamed at him. She grabbed a spray bottle of perfume off the bathroom sink and sprayed him head to toe. The smell was meant to be a sexy come on to any man, and he would have loved to have smelled the sweet aroma on either his wife or his sister-in-law, as it would have heighten their already strong sex appeal. But on him the smell was humilating and degrading, he he fought to hide bought the tears of total defeat from Vikki. But Vikki knew she was close, one more push and he was over the edge, and she and her sister could share a new slave, one who never expected to be conquered by the sister of such a sweet and innocent girl. Vikki took him to the kitchen table and mad ehim get on his knees next to her. Still wearing the green plush towel she crossed her legs. She placed his face so it had to stare directly under her towel. He at first started to breath very heavy as he looked at her two tanned, powerful, and shapley thighs, then at the smooth curves of her near perfect ass, and finally the pubic hairs of the most controling pussy he had ever seen or known. He stared to get aroused, BUT, pain and cramps set in, morte then he could stand any more, and he let it out. He cried, and the tears fully flowed from his eyes, his shuolders sagged in totla surrender to Vikki, He didn't want her to hurt him any more, he knew he would do what ever she told him to without question or protest....SHE AND HER SISTER HAD WON.... Vikki placed her hand under his chin and lifted his sad face up toward hers. " I am glad you made the chose to surrender as I am sure Rachel won't want my to mke you a babbleing idiot" Her voice had changed to a soothing and sultry one " Now you can serve two mistresses and never have to work again, DREAMBOY " This time the word 'dreaboy' did not seem so harsh. " You will find great pleasure in being our slave and you will never regard it" Vikki picked up the phone to tell Rachel to sell off Clark's clothes as all he'll need is the uniform for a MAID/HUSBAND !!!!!

[bbq]

BENTLY, , I have an idea regarding an F/F sitting, but need to work out the details, hope to have it on the board soon, can't say when thou as I have about six other ideas ( :p ) bounceing around right now, But thanks for the suggestion BBQ :beer:

[Bently]

fantastic as usual and im delighted to hear that you have another 6 amazing story's up ur sleeve I await with eager anticipation

[bbq]

:(

[Bently]

whats up bbq man? Everything ok?:confused:

[bbq]

Sorry BENTLY, I was writng a post to MISTRESS DECIMA, regarding the story had had sriten about her DECIMA & THE YANK and had written and posted it on this story and could not edit out the full message and meant to put a :D but hit :( instead. But :cry: for my error.

[bbq]

Will be gone for awhile so I thought I bring a few of my old stories forward so you would remember me till I get back !! Be back with a new story soon !!