DEPENDENCY

BY KENNA

[ part 22 ]

April was feeling pretty good about herself. She’d turned the tables on Frank and was no longer at his beck and call. She owned her mom and had both a boy friend and a girl friend who would do whatever she wanted. On Friday, she had another session with Phoebe, without Mark or Angie.

Her idyllic situation seemed to come to an abrupt halt when she walked Phoebe out of the house after their lovemaking. Frank was home early. “Hi April,” he said, “don’t believe I’ve met your little friend.”

April didn’t like the way the man looked at the cute little blond, but she had no choice but to introduce her. She rushed Phoebe out the door after that and started back to her room.

“She’s pretty damn cute,” said Frank.

“Yeah, I guess so,” conceded April.

“I heard what was going on.”

“What?” said April in surprise. “Were you listening at the door or what?”

“Listening at the door,” said Frank with a smile.

“How long?”

“Hmmm,” said Frank, enjoying the position of superiority for the moment. “Oh, I’d say about from the time she was sputtering under that gag. What the hell were you doing to her?”

“None of your business,” said April.

“Keeping secrets from me, baby girl?” said Frank.

“I guess I’m not doing a very good job of it,” said April. “I didn’t expect you home so early.”

“Light day at work,” said Frank. “Say you know what?”

“What?”

“That little piece sure looks like she could use a man’s cock.”

“That little piece,” said April, pointedly using Frank’s words to describe her girl friend, “is probably way too tight for you.”

“No such thing as too tight,” said Frank.

“Well, you’d just scare her off. She wouldn’t let you do it and I’m not going to let you hurt her.”

“Yeah, still, she’s a pretty piece,” said Frank, surrendering to April’s logic.

April turned away, but just as she did, she said, “Well, maybe…” and she let the words trail off.

“What?” asked Frank as he saw an opening.

April just shook her head. “No, you wouldn’t go for it.”

“Go for what?” asked Frank.

“Well, here’s what I do with her,” said April and she proceeded to tell Frank about the six point restraint, the caressing, the tickling, and the intense orgasm that Phoebe had after all that. “And yesterday…” she smiled her devilish smile. “I tied Mark up like that so she could see her first cock,” she lied. “When she got hot enough, she rode him hard.”

“So she let him?” insisted Frank.

“Let him?” laughed April. “She raped the poor boy. Well,” she chuckled again, “I guess I shouldn’t call him a poor boy. He had a big fucking smile on his face.”

April could tell that Frank was more than interested. It was hard not to laugh as Frank was now so much in envy of Mark that he was practically drooling. She wondered if he would go for her proposal. “On Wednesday I tied up Angie just like that,” she added. “Phoebe finds it safer to have control. So, well… I was just thinking…”

“What?”

“Thinking that maybe I could invite her over tomorrow. I’d have you all tied to the bed and waiting for her. That way she wouldn’t be scared off. I’ll bet she puts that cute little mouth of hers around your cock and sucks it like she did Mark. I’ll bet she’ll wonder just what a big cock like yours feels like deep inside her pussy. Yeah,” April nodded, as if convincing herself, “she’ll fuck you.”

“I don’t know,” said Frank. Being tied wasn’t his kind of thing. He wasn’t sure he wanted to do something like that.

“That’s what I thought,” said April, sensing Frank’s reluctance. “She’s probably not worth the trouble anyway.” She turned and left.

It only took Frank about 30 minutes to convince himself that Phoebe was indeed worth the trouble. He went and found April. “If you think she’ll fuck me, then I’ll let you tie me up. I mean, if you think that’s the only way.”

“I’m sure of it,” said April. “She’s pretty skittish about boys and men.”

So, when Saturday afternoon came around, April made Angie go out for a few hours. She didn’t want too many people around for what was about to happen. She and Frank went up to the master bedroom. She could tell that Frank was a little nervous about the experience, but she reassured him he’d have the best time of his life.

A few minutes later, a naked Frank had his wrists and ankles tied to the corners of the bed. It was supremely uncomfortable for him as the 13-year-old tied his knees wide, too, but by then, there was no point in arguing. He tugged at his wrists, noting that he’d taught April well. The knots were secure.

As the last rope was tied in place, April surveyed the helpless man. “She’s not coming over,” she said simply.

“What?” Frank was outraged.

“I lied,” said April. “I’m not letting you stick your cock in her pussy.”

“What’s this all about then?” insisted Frank.

“Frank, Frank, Frank,” said April shaking her head. “My mom is weak and stupid. I’m not. I’ve been doing some reading. You can’t take her house away. What you did is illegal. You conned her out of the house and you’ll go to jail just for that. If I tell the police that you’ve been raping me, too, then, you’ll be locked up for a very long time and we’ll still be living in this house.”

“Baby girl…” said Frank, trying to talk his way out of April’s vengeance.

“Shut up, Frank,” said April. “I don’t plan on telling mom about all this. It’s just way too cool to have her waiting on me hand and foot. But, I’m not putting up with any shit from you.” She held out a silvery object.

“What’s that?” asked Frank, not liking the way she was looking at him.

But April didn’t answer. She just tossed it on the bed between his legs and held up the plastic cock ring she’d borrowed from Kathy. “Recognize this?” she asked the man.

“No,” said Frank. His experience with the accoutrements of male bondage was a bit limited.

April knelt between Frank’s legs and stroked her hand up and down his soft cock. She cupped his balls and blew gently on his cock. It twitched in her hands. She felt it stiffen as she kissed it and then ran her tongue around the tip. Though Frank was feeling pretty vulnerable and trying to will his cock to stay down, the talented 13-year-old teased him to hardness and then slid the cock ring to the base of his cock.

“I hear that keeps you hard and keeps you from cumming,” said April. “And this…” she picked up the shiny object from the bed, “...is for fun.” She reached for his balls and pulled them down away from his cock.

“Easy there, baby girl,” said Frank as he felt her stretch him out. “That hurts a little.”

“Only a little?” asked April. She put the 2-inch wide band on his scrotum, locking his balls in that stretched and uncomfortable position. She could tell by Frank’s strained expression and the low moans he was making that it had to hurt more than a little. But, she wasn’t finished.

Next she showed him the nipple clamps that she’d worn for him just a few weeks earlier. “You thought these looked good on me,” she pointed out as she pulled on one of his nipples and then slipped the clamp on it.

“Aaahhhhh,” moaned Frank as the clamp pinched his sensitive nipple. “Stop this, April,” he insisted though he was in no position to insist on anything. As she approached the other nipple, he said, “Don’t you dare.”

April only smiled as she clamped the other one. She pulled on the chain that connected the clamps until Frank was arched up off the bed and moaning in pain. “Jeez, Frank, look at your cock,” she said. It was, of course, still hard and pointing at the ceiling. “This must be a real turn on for you.”

Frank could tell he was in trouble. He struggled with the ropes around his wrist, but there was no chance of escape. And not only was April not paying attention to his please, she was enjoying making him uncomfortable. Still, he was used to being able to talk his way out of anything. “Please, April,” he pleaded. “What can I do? What do you want?”

“Too late for that, Frank,” said April. “You should have thought of the consequences of fucking me a few weeks ago. You can’t give me back what I lost. So, now it’s my turn to have some fun.”

April picked up the phone and dialed. All she said on the phone was, “Come on over. He’s ready.”

“Who was that?” asked Frank. He didn’t know if she’d called the police, Angie, or somebody else. All he knew was he was helpless and April was inviting someone else over to witness it. “Don’t do this, April,” he pleaded. “Just let me go.”

Moments later, Mark came through the bedroom door. He and April had a deal. He could have Angie any time he wanted and have Phoebe occasionally and all he had to do was play along with April’s little game. She had coached him on what to expect. The boy wanted to get even with Frank just like April did, so he would have done this to Frank for nothing. April had simply sweetened the pot.

Mark undressed and climbed between Frank’s knees. “Get away from there,” shouted Frank as Mark reached for his cock. It wasn’t that he wanted to suck the man’s cock as much as it was that he knew how much Frank didn’t want it. He’d sucked off his dad for Ms. Kathy, so he didn’t mind doing this for April. So Frank’s protests were really encouragement for the boy. The more Frank complained, the more Mark knew he was getting revenge. Ignoring Frank’s protests, he wrapped his hand around the hard cock and stroked up and down. The cock throbbed in his hand from the stimulation.

As Mark slid his lips around Frank’s cock, Frank closed his eyes. It was his only means of defense from the act he found so repulsive. But, the young boy knew how to give a blow job and Frank’s cock responded by growing and twitching even more. Squeezing Frank’s balls and sliding his mouth up and down the cock, Mark could tell that Frank’s cock was at least cooperating.

As Frank’s breathing became ragged, Mark knew that Frank’s cock had taken over his body. When he thought the moment was right, he slipped off the cock ring and plunged his mouth back down on the cock. Seconds later, Frank exploded, filling Mark’s mouth with his cum.

“Cool,” said April as she watched the cock spasm in relief. “You are a fag, just like I thought.”

Frank just looked at April. He knew he was beaten. He lay there panting as she continued to taunt him. “So, you like young boys, huh, Frank? You like his pretty mouth? Maybe you’d like to show him how much you like him? Are you ready to suck his cock?”

The man still didn’t speak, though his jaw clenched. Mark was smiling up at him and Frank knew he couldn’t stop the boy from putting his cock right in his face. But, he could keep his mouth shut. There was no way he was going to let April go that far.

April knew that Frank wouldn’t be eager to go the final distance. She picked up the wooden paddle that he’d used on her on occasion and smacked Frank’s inner thigh. He jumped, but it only stung a little. She slapped him again, right in the same spot. He jumped again. It was a firm smack, not enough to hurt on its own, but after the fifth one, Frank started watching more closely. Smack, smack, smack. The paddle tapped out a firm rhythm on his thighs. It was starting to hurt pretty bad now. He pulled again on his bonds, but there was no way to shift his legs or change her aim point.

Smack, smack, smack. A moan of pain escaped Frank’s lips, then he gritted his teeth again. Smack, smack, smack. “Jesus,” moaned Frank. “Stop it, please, baby girl.” His voice whined in pain. Smack, smack, smack. A tear ran down Frank’s cheek as the pain intensified.

April stopped long enough to motion Mark into position. The boy straddled Frank’s chest, his hard cock just inches from Frank’s face. Smack, smack, smack. “Please, don’t make…” He shut his mouth as Mark moved closer.

Smack, smack, smack. “Oh, Christ,” said Frank, eying the cock that bobbed so close to his mouth. His resistance was fading. He couldn’t take much more of the insistent slapping against his thigh. It burned and he could tell that April wasn’t about to stop. He licked his lips.

As April saw his teeth unclench for the first time, she knew she was winning. Frank was on the verge of surrender. The young dominatrix looked up at the ceiling with her eyes closed and said, “Thank you, Kenna. I can take it from here.”

THE END