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one more?

On Fri, 10 Jun 2005 18:02:13 -0400, Arnold Sloan wrote:

> 
> A young single mother finds herself a prisoner to her cruel and
> perverted date, and unable to make a fuss without waking her small
> daughter.
> 
> 
> He would leave now, Darcy thought weakly. He had pounded her like a rag
> doll, so that she ached all over, and she had come like a bitch in
> heat. But he was finished. No one would find out, and she could try
> again to think of how she was going to handle him.
> 
> Except he seemed in no great hurry to leave. He untied her ankles and
> let them drop to the bed, much to the relief of her aching back, then
> unstrapped her wrists as well. He had no need, after all, of keeping
> her bound.
> 
> But then he produced a long, thin chain with a loop on one end, and
> slipped the loop over her head. It was a choke chain, a dog’s choke
> chain, and he pulled it tight as he backed away so that Darcy gasped
> and choked and her fingers clawed at the thing around her throat even
> as he forced her to jerk forward towards the edge of the bed.
> 
> "Come on, you dirty little fucking bitch dog," he said, dragging her
> off the bed by the chain. "On your hands and knees like the dirty dog
> slut you are."
> 
> She knew he was deliberately using such foul, abusive language to
> degrade her. It succeeded, but something about it also turned her on.
> 
> She fought the chain with her hands, desperately trying to gulp in air,
> but he shoved her hands back, pinning them, tightening the chain even
> more so that her eyes bulged, her head throbbed, and her chest pounded.
> 
> "Obey me, whore," he said. "You can’t fight me. And you don’t want to.
> You’re a natural cunt whore, and you need to be told what to do. Now
> get on your fucking hands and knees like I told you to and I’ll loosen
> the choke chain."
> 
> He released her wrists and jerked her forward by the hair, then back
> again so that she cried out and her hands slapped against the floor to
> support her. The chain loosened and she gulped in deep, desperate,
> ragged breaths of air as she knelt, quivering, on all fours.
> 
> That’s better," he said. "Learn to obey me, slut.
> 
> He backed up and tugged briefly on the chain.
> 
> Crawl, whore.
> 
> Dazedly she crawled, putting one hand forward, then the other, lurching
> forward as he took another step back, then another. She was getting her
> breath back now but was still dazed as he forced her to crawl across
> the floor.
> 
> "Where’s the booze?" he demanded.
> 
> She looked up at him, blinking in confusion, and he held up what looked
> like a handful of leather laces, laces like the ones he’d used to tie
> her wrists at work. He swept his hand down and they slashed across her
> buttocks with stinging pain so that she cried out and lurched
> violently.
> 
> I asked you a question, cunt whore.
> 
> "I-in the living room!" she cried.
> 
> Let’s get me a drink.
> 
> He tugged on the choke chain and Darcy was forced to crawl after him,
> across the carpet to the door and then, anxious in case Jasmine wakened
> and came out of her room, down the hall and into the living room.
> 
> She felt shamed and yet she felt little resentment or anger. It was as
> if he were some kind of force of nature, something to be accepted
> without thought. And it felt bizarrely – exciting – to be crawling
> along like a dog on a leash. He slashed the laces across her bottom and
> she gasped but kept her voice down, despite how they stung.
> 
> Faster, slut.
> 
> She crawled into the living room. She headed towards the cabinet where
> she kept the liquor but he stopped, and the choke chain closed tight
> around her throat, making her gurgle and stop.
> 
> Again the laces whipped across her bottom and she let out a gasp of
> pain.
> 
> Heel, slut.
> 
> He pulled on the chain, forcing her to scramble backwards next to him.
> 
> That’s it. Remember your manners.
> 
> "Please, keep your voice down," she gasped.
> 
> That drew another slash from the laces, and again she gasped in pain.
> 
> How old is your daughter, slut?
> 
> "She’s four," she panted.
> 
> Another slash, this time across her back.
> 
> "Say sir, slut. Four, eh? So in another fourteen years I’ll be fucking
> her in the ass, too?"
> 
> He chuckled, then tugged on the leash. "Where’s the liquor, slut?"
> She had to wait until he eased his pull on the choke chain to speak.
> 
> "I-it’s in that cabinet," she panted.
> 
> He walked to the cabinet and opened it, then examined the contents as
> Darcy looked around anxiously. She had no idea how she would possibly
> explain this if Darcy wakened and came out into the living room. Worse,
> she pictured the girl talking about it to Gary later, how she’d found
> mommy naked, on hands and knees, being walked like a dog by a strange
> naked man.
> 
> Strangely, she wasn’t afraid he would hurt Jasmine. She just didn’t see
> him stooping to harming a helpless child.
> 
> He poured himself a drink, a double of scotch, then looked down at her.
> 
> Would you like to suck my cock now or go back into the other room?
> 
> "I-I’d like to go back into the other room please, sir," Darcy said
> carefully.
> 
> Do you promise to be a good, obedient little slut if we do?
> 
> "I – yes, sir," she said.
> 
> Say it.
> 
> She drew in a deep, shaky breath. "I promise to be a good, obedient
> slut if we go into the other room, sir," she said.
> 
> She felt a shiver run along her spine. This whole thing was bizarre!
> She was naked on her knees letting this man treat her like a whore,
> letting him push her around, tie her up, walk her like a fucking dog!
> What was the matter with her!?
> 
> The vibrators were still stuffed inside her, perhaps an inch of each
> protruding from her pussy and anal openings. She could feel the
> vibrations buzzing through her body on an almost subconscious level
> now. She paid them little attention, but the way her groin was buzzing
> was helping to increase the heat through her body.
> 
> He nodded, then gave the chain a snap to indicate she should proceed.
> She turned and began to crawl back towards her room, making sure she
> didn’t go too fast so as to get in front of him. They went through the
> doorway, and Darcy heaved a sigh of relief as he closed it behind him.
> 
> Into the bathroom, slut.
> 
> She continued crawling along the thick rug, then turned at the corner
> and headed into the large bathroom.
> 
> It was a large bathroom, and nicely done, with plants along the side of
> the raised tub.
> 
> Lie down, slut.
> 
> She let herself lay down on the cool, tiled floor, heart thumping.
> 
> Roll over.
> 
> With a grunt, Darcy rolled herself onto her back.
> 
> Now raise your knees, and spread `em.
> 
> Her pulse gave a sudden upward spike as she obeyed, blushing a bit.
> 
> Do you like that vibrator in your twat, slut girl?
> 
> "I-I don’t know," she said in a small voice.
> 
> He put his foot down against the base of the vibrator and applied
> pressure, forcing it down deeper inside her. Darcy gasped as the thing
> thrust into her, then groaned in pain a the nose jammed against the
> deepest pit of her pussy. Her hands instinctively clutched at his ankle
> as she moaned in pain, but his leg was like a tree trunk and he pushed
> down harder still so that she let out a soft, shuddering cry.
> 
> "I don’t like hair on a girl’s cunt," he said. "It looks dirty. I want
> you to shave it off."
> 
> "I-It’s only a little," she said.
> 
> He jammed his foot down hard and she cried out as his heel crushed the
> soft flesh of her pussy and the nose of the vibrator punched against
> her insides. She pulled at his ankle but to no avail until he pulled
> his foot back.
> 
> "Do what you’re told, you fucking skank," he growled.
> 
> "Yes, sir," she gasped.
> 
> She looked up towards the cabinet, wondering if she should ask
> permission to get up, but he moved to the sink instead. He searched
> through it and quickly found her razor and shaving cream, handing them
> to her.
> 
> "Now shave it off," he ordered, propping himself against the counter.
> 
> Darcy self consciously looked down at herself, then sprayed shaving
> cream over her thin line of pubic hair, rubbing it around over her sex.
> As he watched, she carefully ran the shaver back and forth to eliminate
> the line of reddish brown hair.
> 
> "Do a good job, slut. If I feel one bit of hair I’m going to burn it
> off."
> 
> She bit her lip lightly, her fingers searching, stroking, caressing her
> soft skin, searching out stray bits of stubble so she could run the
> razor over them. When she could find no more she stopped.
> 
> He yanked a towel off the nearby holder and squatted before her,
> rubbing the cream away from her pussy.
> 
> "Much better," he said, letting his hand stroke and caress her there.
> 
> His fingers pushed in against the second vibrator, and he grunted
> weakly.
> 
> Are you hot, slut? Is your pussy starting to drip for me?
> 
> "N-No," she said.
> 
> Lying slut.
> 
> He ran his hand up her belly and kneaded her breast, then sat back
> against the wall.
> 
> Let me see that vibrator. Take it halfway out of your cunt.
> 
> Her chest was starting to rise and fall more quickly as she felt heat
> rising, and Darcy looked down past it to her pussy, then let her
> fingers push lightly against her sex lips to reach the base of the
> vibrator he had just shoved up high inside her. She gripped the base
> between thumb and forefinger and eased it gently back, then caught the
> base with the rest of her fingers and slid it out about half way.
> 
> Very nice. Now push it back in, slowly.
> 
> Darcy obeyed, feeling embarrassed and yet deliciously aroused,
> deliciously slutty.
> 
> Deep.
> 
> She pushed it deep and fought to keep a groan of pleasure quiet.
> 
> "Let me see it again, almost all the way out this" time.
> 
> Darcy obeyed, sliding the vibrator back up her pussy."
> 
> Now take it out and rub it against your clit.
> 
> Again Darcy obeyed, and her hips jerked as the vibrator made direct
> contact with her clitoris.
> 
> Like that, didn’t you, slut? Rub it back and forth a little.
> 
> Darcy obeyed, staring at him, feeling weirdly entranced by his dark
> eyes.
> 
> "Now shove it up your cunt," he said, his voice harsh.
> 
> Darcy obeyed, groaning as she pushed it deep into her pussy.
> 
> Pump it in and out.
> 
> Again she obeyed, hardly thinking about it.
> 
> That’s right. Masturbate for me, you filthy little whore.
> 
> Darcy stared at him, feeling a surge of disbelief and embarrassment.
> 
> "What? No," she protested.
> 
> What do you mean no? You’re already doing it, you stupid slut.
> 
> And she realized she was, and blushed more darkly. She stopped moving
> the vibrator. But it felt so good - .
> 
> "Wh-why don’t you just fuck me?" she asked.
> 
> You forgot to say sir, slut.
> 
> "Why don’t you just fuck me, sir?" she asked.
> 
> "I will, slut. But first you have to excite me. Go on. Pump it in and
> out."
> 
> Slowly, despite her embarrassment, she started to do so, blushing
> hotly even as she felt her insides boil with lust and excitement.
> 
> I can’t believe I’m doing this, she thought dazedly.
> 
> Rub your finger across your clit. Let me see how fat that clitty is.
> 
> It did not seem fat, but it seemed hot and swollen, and Darcy moaned as
> her finger stroked across it.
> 
> Arch your back, roll your head back, you dirty little come-bag.
> 
> She shuddered and obeyed, spreading her knees wide, pumping the
> vibrator, stroking her fingers across her clit as he looked on. She
> knew it was lewd, obscene, disgusting, but it was also a wild, dark
> thrill. She looked up at him again, chest heaving, and saw to her
> confusion, then shock, that he held a camcorder in his hands and was
> videotaping her as she masturbated.
> 
> Where did he get that, she thought wildly.
> 
> She stopped moving, frozen.
> 
> "Keep going," he barked.
> 
> "I-I don’t want you taking that," she said.
> 
> I don’t give a shit what you want, crack whore. Keep moving.
> 
> But… but if someone I knew - .
> 
> His face hardened. "You promised you’d obey me, remember, slut?
> Besides, I’ve already got more than enough to humiliate you if anyone
> you knew saw it."
> 
> Which was true enough, she thought weakly. She looked down at herself,
> at her stiff nipples and swollen breasts, at her chest rising and
> falling and her knees spread wide apart, and slowly began to work the
> vibrator up and down her pussy tunnel again.
> 
> She was a little numb at first, knowing that he was videotaping her,
> but then the thought of the camera began to arouse her even more. Her
> breathing became more ragged, and her movements grew more energetic as
> passion flooded through her. She moaned and her knees began to fall
> further apart, her feet leaving the floor now as her knees fell away to
> either side.
> 
> She was pumping the vibrator in and out, pressing it upwards towards
> her clitoris as she jammed her clitty down, and was also deeply aware
> of the other one in her backside.
> 
> "Take it out and rub it against your clit," he ordered.
> 
> Darcy obeyed without thinking, eyes closing into slits as she moaned in
> response to the increased vibrations.
> 
> "Now start pumping the one up your asshole. Go on, you know you love
> being fucked in the ass."
> 
> A thrill of shock and embarrassment went through her, but she did as he
> ordered, pumping the vibrator in her rectum as he filmed her.
> 
> "Tell me what a cheap slut whore you are," he said. "Tell me what a cum
> loving crack whore bimbo you are."
> 
> "I-I’m a – a dirty, filthy slut," Darcy said, her voice as ragged as
> her breaths. "I love to be fucked in the ass! I’m a come drinking
> skanky slut whore who loves to suck men’s cocks and drink their cum."
> 
> She was pumping the vibrator faster in her anus now, the tip of the
> other one rubbing harshly back and forth over her clit. Her hips were
> jerking, bucking up, her body writhing, jerking, her head pulling back
> and her back arching as her hips bucked against the plunging anal
> vibrator.
> 
> The climax rocked her body and she let out a helpless, guttural cry of
> passion and pleasure, her back arching violently as she thrust the
> vibrator deep into her anus and her insides heaved and twisted around
> it.
> 
> She went limp on the floor, gasping deeply, closing her eyes.
> 
> "Slut," he said.
> 
> And she was, she knew.
> 
> All right, cunt. Get on all fours. Crawl for the camera.
> 
> The passion and lust and heat had not left her, and Darcy rolled weakly
> onto her belly, then slowly rose onto her hands and knees, trembling a
> bit.
> 
> Crawl, cum-slut.
> 
> She crawled slowly around the bathroom as he video taped her She
> reached back between her legs and pumped the vibrators in and out, and
> spread her legs and rolled her bottom back at him as he recorded it.
> 
> All the while she was frantically telling herself how insane she was
> for doing this in front of a video camera.
> 
> "Tell me what a bad girl you are," he said.
> 
> I’m a bad girl," Darcy moaned. "I’m a dirty, slutty whore.
> 
> "Bad girls need to be punished," he said.
> 
> She moaned, turning her head, watching as he set the camcorder down on
> the counter, then got up and sat on the ledge which circled the
> bathtub. It was three steps up from the floor, and he grinned down at
> her as he motioned for her to crawl over.
> 
> She did, and he pointed at his bare foot.
> 
> "Let me see your tongue, bitch. Let me see you lick at my ankles. Go
> ahead. Show me what an obedient little bitch whore you are."
> 
> The order sent a sharp stab of excitement through her gut, and though
> she was slightly reluctant, Darcy leaned in obediently, stared at his
> bare feet, then bent and licked at his ankle.
> 
> "Keep licking, slut. Lick good and hard," he growled.
> 
> She ran her tongue over his ankle again and again, then let it slide
> around his ankle to the front and down along the top of his foot. Her
> entire body began to quiver and throb with excitement as she so
> degraded herself, before him and the watching camera, her tongue
> pushing far out, licking long strokes over the top and side of his
> foot.
> 
> He raised the foot, and she felt another jolt of excitement. She also
> felt a little more reluctance, but was too aroused to heed it. She
> licked down towards his toes and took his big toe into her mouth,
> sucking and licking at it as he looked down at her. He drew his foot up
> and she licked along the underside.
> 
> "Dirty little fuck toy," he said. "You’re a very bad girl, and very bad
> girls need to be punished appropriately."
> 
> He gripped her hair and forced her to scrabble up the stairs to him.
> Then he dragged her across his lap and slapped her bare bottom hard
> enough to make her yelp.
> 
> "Bad little girl," he said. "Naughty little slut.
> 
> Again he slapped her bare bottom, and again she jerked and yelped in
> pain.
> 
> He kneaded her buttocks, then thrust the vibrator in her pussy in and
> out a few times before burying it and slapping her bottom again. Then
> he proceeded to spank her, using a steady, hard series of slaps that
> made her bottom burn and sting with ever growing heat and pain.
> 
> Darcy gasped and moaned and whimpered and began wriggling and jerking
> as his hand slapped down across her upraised buttocks. The pain grew
> more intense, and several times she was on the verge of protesting, of
> demanding he stop. But then he would halt, run his hands up and down
> her body, and thrust the vibrators in and out of her a few times, or
> stroke his fingers across her clitoris, and the passion would roar up
> into uncontrollable levels.
> 
> Then he would resume his steady spanking, and the pain and heat would
> throb inside her as she moaned and wriggled helplessly. Then she got an
> idea, and her right arm slid back beneath her, her fingers pushing at
> her clitoris, rubbing wildly as he spanked her, and the excitement and
> heat joined together as she moaned and gasped and jerked her bottom in
> wild passion and pleasure.
> 
> "That’s it, bitch. Rub your cunt, you filthy little slut. Show everyone
> what a dirty whore you are."
> 
> He picked her up and slid down off the ledge, setting her easily onto
> all fours as he dropped behind her. He reached up and snatched at the
> camera, placing it on the ledge beside them, then yanked the vibrator
> out of her anus and thrust his hard cock down in its place. Darcy cried
> out in pleasure and heat and discomfort as his fat cock speared into
> her belly. But then he gripped her hair, yanking her head back, and
> started to ride her with harsh, powerful thrusts that set her entire
> body shaking violently.
> 
> Oh! Ungh! Ungh! Oh! Fuck! Oh! Yes! Oh God! Fuck! Fuck me! Ungh!
> 
> He cursed and slapped her bottom, then her breast as it hung below her.
> 
> You want it, bitch? You want your asshole fucked?
> 
> "Yes! Yes! Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!" she cried, her mind spinning
> towards climax.
> 
> His hips pounded against her buttocks as she came, and the blinking red
> light looked on as she cried out in wanton pleasure and slammed herself
> back to meet every hard, rutting stroke.
> 
> 
> From the ebook The Single Mom - by Argus. Argus novels have been
> published by Nexus, Olympia, Beeline, Silver Moon, Star, and Chimera.
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