DEPENDENCY

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 2 ]

Mark looked down from his second floor window at his father’s new girlfriend. She was out by the pool sunning herself while his dad was at work. He figured Kathy was in her late 20s. She had a body to die for. Right now she was on her stomach, just a tiny strip of cloth running up the crack of her ass. Her top was untied and Mark was willing her to roll over. But, when she did, she caught her top and tied it up before her tits could be seen. He sighed in disappointment.

Kathy was just one of a string of girls that came in and out of their house. Unfortunately for Mark, his dad was a womanizer and now his mom had left them because she couldn’t take it anymore. As a single parent, his dad was failing miserably. Steve worked a lot and spent his free time at singles’ bars looking for yet another conquest. That left Mark alone a lot with nothing to do. Or, Steve spent his free time with his new girl and that left Mark with someone to stare at out his window as he stroked his cock.

Steve was 37 and worked as a mover. He didn’t ever bother with going to the gym; lifting heavy furniture made his physique the envy of most other men. He had no problem picking up the prettiest and best built women around. He just had a hard time hanging on to them.

Mark was 13 and in the same classes as April. He lived right next door to April, so the two had grown up together. Though the two normally hung out with members of their own sex, they had played doctor in the past and April had been Mark’s first kiss.

When he heard his dad’s truck pull up, Mark went downstairs. He knew that Kathy had heard the truck, too, and would be coming inside. With nothing left to look at out his window, Mark was going to go find some friends to hang out with. Besides, it looked like his dad might have finally met a girl who could satisfy him. The two would disappear into the bedroom and not come out for hours. Though she’d only been around for a couple of weeks, Mark started to wonder if Kathy might soon be his step mom.

“Hi, dad,” he said in passing.

“Hey, Marko, how was your day? Kathy treat you OK?”

Mark looked over his shoulder and saw that his dad was stopped and waiting for an answer. “Yeah, OK,” he said. That was another thing about Kathy. Since she had arrived, his dad had become more … fatherly. It was little things like asking him how his day was or telling him to finish his vegetables; the kinds of things that his dad usually didn’t care about. Step mom material, Mark thought. She’s gonna tame him finally. “How was your day?” he asked his father.

“Good, short day,” he said, looking at his watch. It was just 3 o’clock, his load had been small for him to get home this early. It cut into his pay, but some time off was always welcome. He looked forward to spending time with Kathy. “Going out?” he asked the obvious.

“Yeah, over to Greg’s,” said Mark.

“Home by 6,” said Steve. That left three hours for him and Kathy before Mark would come back.

“OK,” said Mark, shutting the door behind him.

“Hi, pain slut,” said Kathy as soon as Mark left. “You come home early just for me?”

“Yes, Ms. Kathy,” said Steve. “I came home just for my Ms. Kathy.”

“And what do you want from Ms. Kathy,” asked his mistress.

“A cum-cum,” he said, humiliated to be saying those words. “I want you to tie me up, make me hurt, and let me cum-cum for you.”

Steve was in an embarrassing position, one that he hadn’t fully come to terms with. For Kathy had discovered that this big he-man liked to be dominated by her. In fact, he liked it when she hurt him. She’d discovered that on their first hop into bed. She’d squeezed his balls playfully and he had reacted as any male would – he yelped and got her hand away from his sensitive parts. About a minute later he guided her hand to his balls and closed her fingers around them. “Again,” he whispered to her.

Curious, she squeezed him again. He grimaced, but didn’t pull her away that time. She did it a third time and noticed his cock pulsating with excitement. Over the next two weeks, Kathy experimented with Steve, gradually working up the pain to a high level. It was always the same. His cock got massively hard and he begged for more. When she thought he could take no more, he started begging for release. She would jack him off, letting his cum fly wildly around as he jerked and twisted in orgasm.

Of course, there were other benefits. Once tied and in pain, Steve would lick her to orgasm. As his mistress, she would always have to cum before him, so he made sure she was satisfied. She could slide a cock ring to the root of his tortured cock and ride his huge cock to another orgasm without fear that he might cum. But, the most fun was making this big man eat his own cum. She’d scoop it up from his chest and feed it to him. The very first time she’d done that, he’d refused. But as she held her cum covered finger in front of his mouth, he realized that he would do anything for Ms. Kathy and another pain filled orgasm. He opened his mouth and licked her fingers clean.

Steve was not the only one who had discovered a hidden side of himself. Kathy, too, had discovered that she loved to dominate him. It made her hot and made her pussy juices flow when she squeezed him and heard him moan or cry out in pain. It made her even more excited when he begged for more. She had always considered sex to be a pleasant, but not demanding experience. Now, she wanted more and more, becoming nearly insatiable, but only with Steve.

“Get your clothes off, pain boy,” she said. She watched him strip right in the entry way, oblivious to the chance that Mark might change his mind and come back in at any moment. “Up to my torture chamber,” she pointed toward the bedroom.

Steve went up the stairs and to the chamber to wait. When she was ready, Kathy entered the room wearing a black garter belt, black stockings, and a black push up bra. She pulled piece of chrome from a drawer. “Lie still, pain toy,” she said. “If you want a cum-cum, then you’ll lie still, won’t you?”

“Yes, Ms. Kathy,” he replied. Her technique had progressed from a squeeze of his balls with her hand to more sophisticated toys. She had a two-inch wide chrome band that she wrapped around Steve’s scrotum, pulling his balls away from his cock. Locking that in place, she smacked his balls lightly. Then, she went to the head of the bed and tied Steve’s hands over his head and to the bed frame. Finally, she tied his feet to the corners of the bed, leaving him completely exposed.

Steve’s tormentor watched for a few minutes while his balls turned purple and he started to moan in pain. Then, she picked up a riding crop and waved it near his crotch. Steve whined in anticipation of the pain. He wanted her to hit him. He needed her to hit him. But, he couldn’t ask for it because it hurt so much. She made several quick passes with the crop without striking Steve, each time eliciting a cry of anticipation. Finally, she tapped him lightly on his purple balls. “Oh, Jesus,” he cried out. “Please, Ms. Kathy, don’t hit them… it hurts so bad.”

In response she lashed his inner thigh with a sharp blow and then tapped his balls again. “Oh, God, no, not any more,” he cried out even as his cock started to rise. She reached for his balls and pulled on them, stretching his scrotum even more that it was. “Aaaaaaa, no, please, don’t,” he begged. In quick succession she lashed both his thighs and then his balls again, harder than before. His cock was nearly at full staff. She waved her whip menacingly as she watched his prick harden to its full 8-inches, all pointed at the sky like a lightning rod.

Quickly Kathy knelt between his legs and ran her tongue up the length of his aching cock. “Want this, pain boy?” she asked.

“Yes, Ms. Kathy, the pain boy wants a cum-cum,” he whimpered.

Instead, she pulled out a cock ring and slid it down the length of his cock until it rested at the very base of it. “Hold that thought,” she said to him. “But, I’m not ready to give you a cum-cum yet, pain boy. How about you do it for Ms. Kathy first?”

“Uh huh,” he moaned. “Sit on my face, Ms. Kathy. Pain boy wants to lick your pussy. Pain boy wants Ms. Kathy happy.”

“Make sure you keep this nice and hard,” she said. With her crop she stroked the length of his cock and then quickly hit his balls twice.

“Oh, God, Ms. Kathy, don’t hit the pain boy,” he whined. “Come and sit on my face, Ms. Kathy. Please, come let me eat you.”

The small woman, barely half his size, sat down across Steve’s face and pressed her pussy down on his waiting tongue. She humped herself against his face, making sure her juices covered him from his chin to his forehead. Then she sat down over his mouth and nose, smothering him with her sex. He licked furiously despite the lack of air. After 30 seconds, she lifted up. He stopped and took a deep breath of air, and then a second.

“Pain boy, what the hell are you doing?” she yelled. She leaned back, taking her cunt from his reach. Turning, she slapped his balls two more times. Then, she grasped them firmly and squeezed.

The tortured man screamed in pain as she crushed his balls in her small hand. When she let go, his cock was throbbing, almost ready to cum at the slightest touch. She took his cock in her hand and stroked him up and down, fast and hard. His cock practically begged for release, but she knew the cock ring would keep him from cumming. Done teasing him, she turned back to him. “Did I say you could stop licking?” she asked.

“No, Ms. Kathy,” he panted. The exertion from the pain and screaming was tiring him. “Please, let me lick you,” he begged. “I won’t stop again. Let me lick you and make you cum.” His tongue got back to work as she moved back in his reach.

She could tell how much he was aroused by the size of his throbbing cock. So, she wasn’t surprised when he stopped licking again and took a deep breath. “Ms. Kathy smells so good,” he said, his tongue poised to continue.

“And pain boy is so stupid,” said Kathy. She knew he’d stopped on purpose, wanting her to tend to his balls again. She whipped his thighs several times before slapping his balls. He howled satisfactorily and she put her pussy over his mouth again. This time he ate her until she came, humping against his face.

Relaxed after her orgasm, Kathy got up, put on a robe, and left the room. Steve could only watch her disappear down the hall. His balls ached even without her tormenting them. Slowly the pain started to burn. He felt like he was ready to explode, but he needed the cock ring off and he needed her to stroke him. First he started to moan, hoping she would hear him. But, even if she did, she ignored him. Finally, he yelled, “Please, Ms. Kathy. The pain boy needs a cum-cum now!”

Satisfied that he had humiliated himself sufficiently, Kathy returned. But, with her she brought a new toy. First, she removed his cock ring, being very careful not to give him enough stimuli to make him cum. Then, her slave could only watch as she hooked wires to his cock and strapped a thin band around it about halfway up. Next, she attached the ends of the wires to a small box that she held in her hand. With that set, she undid the band that was crushing and stretching his scrotum. Freed, his cock felt momentary relief.

When Kathy pressed a button on the control box in her hand, his relief vanished, replaced by the stab of electricity shocking his erect penis. His cock jumped in response to the shock. “Oh, aah,” he responded to the quick shock. It caught him by surprise, hurting yet arousing as pain always was for him. His mistress pressed the button several times in rapid succession and each time his cock jerked in response. “Jesus, oh, Jesus, Ms. Kathy,” he moaned. “It hurts so bad.”

“Oh, I promise my little pain boy will like his new toy,” she said to him. She looked him over, amused at what she saw. He was 220 pounds of muscle, with abs of steel, shiny with sweat. She was 125 pounds of soft female. His body thrilled her and she wanted to touch him and let him ravish her. But, watching him beg was even better. And, she could ravish herself on his cock anytime she wanted. There were times when she wanted to plunge that magnificent cock down her throat, but he hadn’t earned that yet. Instead, she thought of new ways to hurt him, humiliate him, and ultimately arouse him.

She continued to pump his cock with the electricity, watching it jump each time she pressed the button. His moans had clearly changed from pain to arousal. He sounded closer and closer to cumming just from the electricity. “Oh, God, Ms. Kathy, make it jump, make it hurt, make me cum,” he moaned to her. His pleasure outweighed the pain now. Suddenly his cock erupted like nothing she’d seen before. A long strand of cum shot from his cock and shot two feet into the air straight up. It landed on his chest. His cock shot a second burst just as high as the first. He arched his back, lifting himself completely up off the mattress with only his shoulders and feet touching. His third blast went even higher and his whole body started to twitch. Kathy heard a low growl start deep in her pain toy’s throat, gradually rising in pitch and volume. He fucked the air, shooting load after load until it reduced to a trickle of cum oozing from his still rock hard cock. His body relaxed on the bed and went limp.

Alarmed, Kathy felt for a pulse. She thought she’d just fucked him to death. But, he was just unconscious. She’d expected him to enjoy the new experience, but she was taken by surprise by the magnitude of his orgasm. She watched him for a few minutes until he regained consciousness. He had a big smile on his face as he looked at her and said, “My God, Ms. Kathy, the pain boy will do anything for you. Anything. He doesn’t deserve the special treatment you gave him.”

“You know what I want,” she said as she scooped his cum onto her index finger.

He opened his mouth in response. He hated the taste of his cum, but he had to do it for Ms. Kathy. She’d only had to threaten him once with never another pain session and he understood that he would do anything for her for the rest of his life. She fed him every drop that she could scrape up.

Kathy dressed and then untied her slave’s hands. She left him to untie his own feet. Only once he was untied, dressed, and out of the torture chamber would she again treat him normally. As he came out of the room, he sought her out and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. “Thanks, Kathy,” he said to her. “That was unbelievable.”

“Many more where that came from,” she said in reply.

“Where’d you learn that?”

“Bondage chat room,” she said. “I’m finding more and more ways for us to enjoy ourselves.”

“Well, that one worked.”

She was happy with the control she had over him and satisfied with her new life with him. Yet, she had noticed Mark spying on her and that thrilled her, too. The fact that a young stud found her attractive made her feel good about herself. She had started to think about seducing him, knowing that Steve would never dare complain to her. Hopefully she wouldn’t get caught, but if she did, she’d just remind Steve what was at stake and he would fall in line.

When Mark came home for dinner, he found Kathy wearing a tight T-shirt with no bra. At first he wasn’t sure, but after a few minutes of checking her out, he was sure he could see her nipples pressing against the fabric. Steve thought nothing of her attire. He enjoyed the view, but didn’t think of his son as old enough to notice that kind of thing.

But, Kathy knew he was old enough and knew the teenager was trying his best to stare without looking like he was staring. In response, she thrust out her chest even more. Struck with a thought, she opened the freezer door and stared at the frozen food for a few seconds. Looking down at herself she saw her nipples harden. When she turned back toward Mark, she smiled as he did a double take. Steve was in another room while she fixed dinner. She walked up to Mark and said, “You’re not doing a very good job of keeping your eyes in your head.”

Mark blushed and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” He turned to leave.

“Oh, you don’t have to go,” she said. “Just don’t pretend like you’re not enjoying the view.”

“Huh?” said the surprised teen.

She ran her hands down over her breasts, making the shirt even tighter and accentuating her hard nipples. “I said I don’t mind if you look.” She glanced down at his crotch and noticed the growing bulge there. Then, she turned away.

Mark stood and stared at her for several minutes before his father came in. After dinner he went up to his room and jerked off thinking about his dad’s girlfriend and his potential step mom.