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Subject: {ASSM} 'My Journey into Degradation' part three by In2thissht
Date: Thu, 23 Nov 2000 20:10:05 -0500
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   My Journey into Degradation Part Three Authored by In2thissht

   Warningto the Reader!  This piece of fiction contains sexually explicit
imagery including MF, M+F, FF, F+F, Forced Sex, S&M, Interracial and
Bestiality.  I think that covers the perversions herein.



   "A plan for what, Ken?" I repeated.  Ken's only reply was, "You'll see,
baby." Then with a far away look on his face, Ken said, "Why don't you get
dress now, Jill.  We have to get back to the house." Bill gave me a new
shirt to wear home since the other was covered in cum.  Bill's shirt was
made of a rich blue silk.  I have always loved how silk feels against my
braless nipples.  It is so luxurious.  I approached Bill for one last
passionate kiss and then I bent down to scratched my newest "lover" behind
his ears, our good-byes were complete.  Ken and walked out to the car and
started the short drive back to his house.  Although I attempted some idle
chatter, Ken was stoic and distant.  It was as if he were in deep thought.
I was unable to worm any information about Ken's 'Plan'.  I was very
nervous about everything that had happen today.  I knew my life had changed
forever.  The security I had known in the past was over.  Only insecurity
and apprehension lay ahead.  My fate was in Ken's hands and that scared the
fuck out of me.

   Upon arrival Ken checked his voice mail and discovered that my husband
had called twice while we were out.  Ken suggested I call my husband and
let him know that all was well.  "What am I supposed to tell him?" I was
worried since I am not a very good liar, especially to Ray.  "Just tell him
you went shopping at the mall and grab a bite to eat," was his response as
he went upstairs.  I called Ray and his voice was warm and seemed to wrap
me in security once again.  I asked about the kids and Ray chatted on for
20 minutes about this and that.  He was glad now, that he had this
opportunity to be with them, one on one.  "And how has your time been away
from the 'herd'?" Ray asked.  "Oh, its ok.  I have just been treating
myself to those little pleasures that a women needs once and a while." "Are
you still coming home on Monday?  I miss you a lot, baby!" Ray's voice was
so soothing.  I just wanted to run home right then and make the world right
once more.  "I don't know for sure, honey.  I am expecting a call from Sue
tonight to let me know what their schedule is," I paused then said, "I'll
call you and the kids tomorrow and let you know.  Give the kids a big kiss
and tell them that I love them and that mommy will see them soon." I hung
the telephone up and tried in vain to hold my emotions in check.  Tears ran
down my cheek as self-pity and loathing crept into my thoughts.  Damien
heard me crying and came over and put is big head in my lap.  I looked down
on this beautiful creature and scratched behind his ears.  He enjoyed the
attention very much and let out a long low moan that started deep in his
barrel chest.  "You big furry piece of shit.  This whole day is your fault.
If you weren't such a randy hound, I would never been in this predicament."
"Oh, I would not be so quick to blame Damien," Ray said as he came down the
stairs now dressed in lounging attire.  "I think that hot little cunt of
yours had something to do with it." "Your right," I retorted.  "It's just
that I'm scared about the future now.  What's going to happen to me now?"
"Well, I thought we would start off with a nice steak dinner, a bottle of
wine and a nice fuck to cap the evening." "No, asshole!  I meant the long
range future." "I think you will love the future, Jill.  I will personally
see to it." I was not convinced this was a good thing but it looked like
that was the only answer I was going to get.  "You want another FUCK?  What
are you superman?" "Well if you remember back at Bill's, you were the one
getting fucked.  I just got me rocks off with old 'Rosy palm & her many
sisters'." "Oh you poor neglected boy.  There must have been some sort of a
ghost in here this afternoon that fucked my poor little asshole until it
was raw," I teased.  As Ken walked over to me, I could see the outline of
his big cock swinging freely beneath his silky shorts.  Ken stop directly
in front of my face which was now poised at crotch level.  I leaned forward
tracing the outline thru the material of his manhood with my tongue.  I
gently blew my hot breath over and around the head of his dick.  Ken's
knees buckled slightly and a sign of pleasure emanated from his lips.  Men
are so fucking easy!  I release his cock, stood up, and kissed his lips. 
"Feed me!  Even sex slaves deserve a good meal." Ken smiled and said. 
"They most certainly do my dear.  How about you make a salad to go along
with the steak?  "Ok, I'll make the salad and you broil up a couple of
medium rare steaks.  Oh, and don't forget to open a bottle of wine." We
busied ourselves with the tasks at hand and sat down to enjoy a delicious
dinner.  The wine was great and had its desired effect on my overtaxed
body. Every weary bone and muscle I had relaxed.  I thought I might slip
right out of the chair during dinner.  I must have been purring or
something because when I looked at Ken he was grinning from ear to ear. 
Fortunately, it was not that hideous grin I've learned to hate.  His face
was more relaxed and assuring.  "What?  What are you grinning about, Ken?"
"I don't think I have ever seen a women look more satisfied." "How many
women have you seen getting fucked by two studs and their canine
companions?" "None until today.  I most assuredly intend to see a lot more
of your pussy gulping down canine dick." Ken paused and then added, "Also,
let's not forget the consumption of some two legged dog's cocks as well." I
could only smile back at Ken.  After all, it was of my own doing that I was
in this position.  "What now my master?" "I thought a little quick Jacuzzi
and some slap and tickle.  What say ye wench?" I mustered an answering
smile and thought, 'More slap than tickle I'll bet'.

   The Jacuzzi was wonderfully invigorating.  My whole body responded and
came alive.  Energy surged through every fiber of my being.  I felt new. 
Ken taught me a new trick in the Jacuzzi that got me so fucking off.  He
positioned me with my naked pussy directly in front of the one the Jacuzzi
jets.  Ken placed his hands on my breasts and his fingers played with my
nipples.  His big fucking cock slid easily into my mouth.  It only took a
few minutes and I was cumming wildly.  The side benefit of this "massage
therapy," I was now very randy and very ready for anything.  After a short
recovery, I lead Ken by his dick to the bedroom for the 'slap and tickle'
as promised.  "Lay down my master," was all that I said to him.  He lay
naked across the bed with his legs spread for me.  His cock standing fully
erect and his ball bloated with delicious cum.  I crawled between those
muscular thighs and slow engulfed the length of his cock taking him deeply
into my throat.  "Mmmm, baby that feels so good.  I have never had a woman
that could take my cock all the way down her throat.  Not even my wife." I
backed his cock out of my mouth and implored him, "Please don't talk about
Sue when we are together.  I felt like trash when you spoke her name just
now.  I know I am your slut now.  I do not deny that my body is yours to
use.  I only ask that Sue and Ray never find out what is going on." Ken
stocked my hair and comforted me.  Without a response from Ken, I began to
suck his cock again.  I slurped his cock into my mouth, eased it deep into
my throat and then I worked my way back up to the tip.  My tongue would
then worry the hole in the tip of his dick.  I would run my hands up and
down the shaft, as I would swab my tongue around the head of his
magnificent cock and moan into his flesh.  When I would take him deep into
my throat I would stretch my arms forward and pinch his nipples between my
fingernails.  I would apply just enough pressure to inflict a minimum of
pain on his nipples.  This would cause Ken to moan and thrust his cock
further down my throat.  I love cocksucking like this.  My pussy and
clitoris seem wired directly to the muscles and nerves in my mouth and
throat.  When I give a blowjob like this my cunt juice runs out of my body
in a flood.  I could take no more of this wonderful torture.  I had to feel
his cock deep inside my pussy.  "Oh master, please let me fuck you?  I want
my pussy to draw all of the juices that you have stored in your big fucking
balls.  I need to feel you squirting your hot cum deep inside me.  Please
let me pleasure you?" What could he do?  After all, he is only a man.  Men
can only think with their dicks, especially at a time like this.  I moved
up his body dragging my lush red hair and my nipples along every inch of
his torso.  This worked its magic, as I knew it would.  His body started
thrusting up in anticipation of the sexing I was going to deliver.  "Oh
baby, come here and fuck me.  Let me feel my cock push itself deep inside
of you." I placed my cunt directly over the tip of his throbbing cock and
slow took him into me.  I did not stop until my clit touched his pubic
bone. Then I ground my body in circles deriving great pleasure from
crushing my clit against his hard body.  As I began to move up and down
dragging his vein bulging shaft along my clitoris, we both began to moan
unintelligible words of passion.  I fucked hard into Ken as his body
writhed and thrust up into me.  My cunt was on fire.  Every fiber of my
being centered on the growing pleasure in my clit.  I could hear our bodies
slapping wetly together as we collided in passion.  I could feel my juices
squish out of my pussy with every upward thrust of Ken's cock.  Ken
battered my cervix with every thrust of the granite-like hardness of his
cock.  On and on we move our bodies, in harmony, moving toward the ultimate
orgasmic conclusion.  My body was screaming for release.  Once again, I
teetered on the brink of physical exhaustion.  At last I felt the
electrical shock of the orgasm begin.  My toes curled and my muscle
screamed in sweet pleasure as I breached the event horizon of pleasure.  It
was here!  In unison we both yelled, "I'm cumming!" Our beautiful rhythm
fell out of sync as our orgasms washed over us.  I felt every pulse of his
heart as the cock buried deep inside of my erupted.  The walls of my pussy
rippled with pleasure as I received Ken's seed.  Nothing else in the world
mattered at that moment.  All thought was lost.  Only the sweet wonderful
afterglow of pleasure was present.  Exhaustion and fatigue consumed me.  I
collapsed on Ken's broad sweaty chest.  I lie there trying to gather
energy. It took effort just to just continue breathing.  The bed moved
slightly and I felt the cold nose of Damien's snout sniffing my sex.  His
tongue lashed thru the crack of my ass.  Ken jumped slightly and I looked
into his eyes.  "What the fuck is that?" "That my lord and master, is
you're fucking horny dog trying to get his turn." Ken smiled and said,
"Yeah, but he's licking my cock as well as your ass!" "What's the matter
sweetie?  Is his tongue unpleasant?" "No!  It's just that it is a little
too fucking kinky for me." I was taken with the humor of this revelation.
As my body quacked with laughter, Ken's cock popped out of my cunt.  Pussy
cream and Ken's cum bubbled out of my gaping cunt hole.  Damien went into a
licking frenzy.  "What, it's not kinky for your dog to eat my pussy and
fuck the shit out of me, but a little swipe of his tongue on your dick and
suddenly it's 'too fucking kinky'?" I mockingly replied.  Ken chucked and
said; "I guess you're right.  It is rather an interesting feeling."
Damien's tongue slipped into my stretched open pussy.  "Go away Damien," I
yelled.  Damien ignored my pleading and keep licking away all the combined
juices that flowed from me.  Ken wrapped his arms around my torso and slid
his legs inside of mine.  He bent his legs and opened my cunt for further
assaults by Damien's tongue.  It was only a mater of time before Damien had
me heating up again.  A question rushed thru my brain.  'What the fuck is
happening to me?' 'Why am I responding to this?' The answer never came to
me but my body was again reacting to the tonguing of this insatiable
creature.  I was moving my cunt in small circles and moaning.  Ken reached
along my thighs and pulled me into a kneeling position.  "No, Kenny, please
no.  My pussy is so sore, I don't think I can do this again." That fucking
grin returned.  "It's not just me, baby.  Remember, you are his bitch,
too." Damien moved into position and mounted me for the second time today.
As Damien's hard cock poked at my tender pubic area, Ken slipped out from
under me.  "That's it boy.  Help him out, Jill.  As Damien's slut bitch you
must always help him slide his dick into your cunt." I signed and reached
between my thighs taking a hold of Damien's cock.  I set the alignment and
ran the tip of the cock thru my pussy lips.  Damien slammed it home with a
grunt from both of us.  My cunt was on fire.  I had very little lubricant
left in my pussy and Ken's cum was turning to glue inside me.  I could only
muster one-word sentences.  "Hurts!" "Lube!" "Hhhuurrryyy!" Ken reached
into the nightstand and retrieved a bottle of some clear liquid.  He
squirted the cool clear liquid on the rutting dick as it slid in and out of
my ravaged body.  The pain diminished a little and allowed a measure of
pleasure to creep thru.  My mind was in overload as my body went into
autopilot.  I do not remember at what point I passed out, but sweet blessed
blackness eventually blanket my consciousness.

   In the distance there is ringing.  I move away from the inky blackness
and the ringing grows louder in my ears.  I thought to myself, 'Why isn't
that inconsiderate bastard answering the telephone?' RING!  RING!  "I'm up,
already!  What," I yell into the receiver.  "It's me honey.  Are you
alright?" Ray was at the other end of the telephone.  "Oh, I'm sorry
sweetheart.  I didn't mean to yell at you.  The telephone just surprised me
is all.  I was sound asleep." "What, its past noon!" I heard Ray's voice
but I could not believe his words.  I never sleep in.  I jerked to a
sitting position and wished I had missed the experience.  "Ouch," was the
next verbiage I uttered.  "What the hell is going on over there, Jill?"
"Nothing sweetheart.  I just banged my knee.  I cannot believe I slept
until noon.  Are you sure of the time?" Knowing that the clock I was
staring at confirmed the time.  "Yes, it is noon.  Jill, you do not sound
ok.  I'm coming over there!" "No, baby, that's alright but I will meet you
and the kids at the mall for a late lunch.  Say at one o'clock at the
Carousel?" "Alright.  We'll see you at one.  Bye sweetheart." I rolled out
of bed to a fresh series of pain.  I could barely manage to waddle to the
bathroom.  My bladder was about to explode.  I sat gingerly on the toilet
and release a stream of what felt like fire from my body.  Once the flow
started there was not anything on earth going to stop it.  I peed until I
felt as if my life forces were flowing out from between my legs.

   For the second time in two-days I examined my abused pussy.  The lips
hung down like over ripe prunes.  They were purple from the battering they
had endured.  My clitoris was so swollen that it looked like an angry
little dick sticking out between those damn ugly prunes.  "Fuck it," was
all I could say.  I eased myself into the shower and adjusted the water
temperature as hot as my skin could handle.  I washed quickly and toweled
myself dry.  I brushed my teeth and fixed my hair.  I wrote Bill a note and
then I walked, I could not run, to my car parked out front.  Soon I was on
my way to the mall.  I was out the door in a little over 15-minutes.  I
marveled at this simple accomplishment.

   Once at the mall, I started feeling much better.  The sight of my
children was the pick-me-up I needed.  Ray inquired about my obviously
strange walk and commented on how tired I appeared.  I told him that after
reading a book last night I decided to get back into my exercise regime. 
He believe me when I explained that I worked out far to hard and my muscles
were just paying me back for my well intentioned effort.

   All in all, we had a nice lunch together.  I was famished and I inhaled
the meal I ordered.  Then I proceeded to finished the leftovers from Ray's
and the children's plates.  I talked the afternoon away.  Yesterday seemed
a million years ago.  Only my guilt and my fucking sore cunt were bothering
me.  Outwardly, I was the picture of beauty and health.  "Are you coming
home tonight, Jill?" "No, not tonight sweetheart.  Sue said that her and
the kids would be back late tomorrow.  Ken though that he might be coming
in earlier for some business thing or other.  If he shows up, I will give
you a call.  Ok?" That seemed to pacify Ray a little.  By the pout on his
face, I could tell he wasn't thrilled, though.  We all hugged, kissed and
said our good-byes.  Then I was on my way back to 'fucking' hell, pun
intended.  I could only hope that Ken was still MIA since this morning.

   I unlocked the door and was in the entryway when Ken popped his head out
of the kitchen to see who it was.  "Hi there," he greeted.  "How was the
mall and the family?" "Fine." "How are you doing today?" "My pussy is so
swollen that I don't think a blade of grass would slip between the lips. 
What did you do to me?" "I treated you to the pleasure that you so richly
deserved.  Are you ready for more?" I looked at him as if he had two heads.
My mouth worked but I could not utter a sound.  "I am just kidding, Jill,"
Ken said as that damn grin returned.  "Look Ken, what happened yesterday, I
just don't think we should ever do this again.  I know that you comprehend
the ramification of our actions becoming public.  We have families that
could get hurt over shit like this.  Not to mention that my body cannot
handle sex like that very often." Ken's face suddenly took a hard edge to
it.  His eyes narrowed and a vein in his forehead protruded.  His eyes
locked mine and he moved with cat-like speed closing the space between us.
He grabbed my arms with such force that I squeaked from the pain.  "You
look here you dog fucking tramp.  You will fuck whomever I say to fuck,
whenever I say to fuck them.  Do you hear me?" I was stunned.  I was not
used to seeing this violent side of Ken.  I was not scared, only stunned.
"Are you insane, Ken?  You cannot expect this to continue at your whim and
pleasure?" Again, his eyes held mine.  "Oh yes I can!" Ken released his
grip on my arms and strolled across the room.  He picked up a video tape
cassette displaying in front of my face.  "Would we like to guess what is
on this little video tape?" "No, Ken I know what is on that disgusting
tape. Your friend Bill video taped my infidelity." Ken leered at me.  "We
would not want to have this fall into the wrong hands now would we?" "No, I
guess I would not want that to happen." "Good.  I'm setting up a poker
party for some business associates in a couple of weeks." Bill said in a
calmer tone of voice.  "I can count on your attendance, can't I?" "Yes
master," I replied with a sigh as I lowered my eyes.

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