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Ravaged Mom's Part 5
   Ernie's Perverse Fun (teen males older female, nc, violence, blackmail,
bondage, forced incest)
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torture, piercing, humil, exhib, forced mast) DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE
UNDER THE AGE OF 18.  THIS IS ADULT MATERIAL MEANT FOR ENTERTAINMENT
PURPOSES ONLY THE AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE THE USE OF FORCE IN ANY SEXUAL
ACTIVITY.  THIS IS FANTASY!  CHARACTERS PROTRAYED IN THE STORIES CREATED BY
THE AUTHOR ARE FICTIONAL AND ANY RESEMBLENCE TO ACTUAL PERSON(S), REAL OR
FICTIOUS, IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.  THE AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE SEXUAL
ACTIVITY WITH UNDERAGE PERSONS.  THE AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE UNPROTECTED
SEXUAL INTERCOURSE SITUATIONS.  Do not read this if you are offended by
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   After being ravaged by both teenagers and young men Sara now finds
herself being blackmailed by one of the youths who had raped her.  Her body
continues to be ravaged by the youth but now her mind and her very spirit
were being brutalized by the perverted youth.  Mrs.  Susan Stone learns to
obey her step son and enjoy his special abilities.
   I Sara Submits
   The sound of his hand hitting the smooth, round face of Mrs.  Sara
Bergman filled the garage with a loud smacking sound.  Ernie Fryman had
slapped the older married woman with his open palm, causing the older woman
to nearly loose her balance as her head snapped around to her left from the
open handed slap the youth had unexpectedly delivered to her face.  When
her head came back up her eyes were bright with anger and her body shook
from rage, but she was finally able to control herself enough to remain
silent in front of the blackmailing youth.
   Ernie smiled, wickedly, and walked over to the small stand putting the
VCR on that stand in the play mode.  An image of the older woman came onto
the large screen, a terrible, horrible image of her providing her own son
with oral stimulation.
   "Plea-please Ernie, please turn that off!" she exclaimed.
   Instead of turning the image off Ernie smiled and put the tape in the
pause mode, right when a look of lust was going through the picture of the
woman giving the boy a blow job.
   "Your disobedience is totally unacceptable bitch!" said Ernie feeling
the power of this situation.  He could and he would address her any way he
chose now, now that she had given him control over her.
   "But I arrived like you wanted Ernie!" exclaimed the older woman.
   "I told you to come here dressed in that nightshirt and heels and to
bring the clothes you got on, not wear them!  I told you that your kid was
to bring you too, something that you seemed to have overlooked.  You must
be punished before we continue."
   "Wha-what do you mean pun-punished?" asked the older woman obviously
aghast.
   "Whenever you talk to me, whenever I talk to you, bitch, you will call
me either 'Ernie' or 'Mister Fryman' do I make myself quite clear?"
   "Ye-yes, Ernie."
   "I will release that tape, or parts of it, or I can punish you is that
clear as well?"
   "Yes, Ernie, quite clear," said the older married woman blushing now.
   "So which is it, bitch, releasing parts of the tape or punishment?"
   "Pun-punishment, Ernie."
   "Very well, bitch.  Five smacks....now on your tits or your ass?"
   "Oh de-dear god, Ernie, plea-please, no, no!" exclaimed the woman
evidently with a mental image of what was about to happen.
   "Shall we shoot for ten?"
   "No Ernie, five is enough, on-on my...ass."
   "Get your fat ass in the next room then.  Bend over the table, pull your
skirt up, and lower you panties.  Your ass better be smooth like I told you
or I'll add another five."
   The older woman almost scurried past the round teenager as he leered
watching her shuffle into the room behind the partition in the garage.  She
put her purse on the table then slowly, reluctantly, bent forward.  Ernie
watched as she lifted her skirt hem, then hooked her fingers in the
waistband of her panties and with trembling, obviously nervous trembling
fingers dropped her panties to reveal a very white, round, appealing set of
ass cheeks.  The tops of her garter belt supported hose were also exposed.
Ernie walked forward and deliberately ran his right palm over the ass
cheeks of the woman bending over the table.  He felt her jump as his skin
touched hers and he felt the supple smoothness of her shaved ass cheeks.
   "At least you can do one thing right, bitch, your fat ass is nice and
smooth.  Now because this is the first time I'm gonnah explain a few
things, but you damn well better remember them in the future!
   First, you are going to ask me to punish you for being a bad married
slut.  You will tell me why you are a bad married slut and it's because you
didn't follow my instructions.  Then I will deliver the smack.  After the
smack you will count it and thank me for punishing you.  You will then
repeat the entire statement and ask to have the additional smack.  After I
have delivered all of the punishment you will thank me.  Understood slut?"
   "I-I...ye-yes, Ernie I understand."
   "Good, then we can begin."
   The older woman was sobbing.  Ernie wasn't sure if it was embarrassment
or humiliation or anger or a combination of all three.
   "Ernie please punish me for being a bad married slut.  I am a bad
married slut because I didn't wear what I was told."
   Ernie smiled and picked up a older style wide ping pong paddle.  He
lifted his right arm and with a considerable amount of force brought the
paddle down to her exposed fanny.  The paddle made a swishing sound as it
cut through the air and then a load smacking sound as the wood contacted
the soft, round, unprotected skin of the older woman's ass.  She screamed
in pain, but blubbered through her pain, "One, that was one, Ernie. 
Thank-thank you for punishing me Ernie!  I..I promise to follow your
instructions from now on!  I am a bad married slut for not following your
instructions.  Please punish me more."
   Swish, smack, and a screech that almost hurt the ears.  Ernie could see
that the two smacks had left bright red splotches on the very white bald
skin of the older woman's exposed fanny.
   "Tw-two!  Tha-that was two Ernie...thank-thank you for punishing me
Ernie!  I", sob, "I promise to follow your," sob "instructions from now on!
I-I'm a bad..bad married slut for not-not following your instructions.  I
ne-need three more smacks Ernie."
   Swish, smack, and the sound escaping the older woman's throat was more a
moan now.
   "Three.  Tha-that was three Ernie....thank you for punishing me, Ernie.
I-I" sob, sob, "promise to follow" sob "follow your instructions from now
on," sob, sniffle, sob, "I-I'm a bad married slut for not following your
instructions.  I need to be spanked twice more Ernie!"
   There came a swish, smack, and a moan now as she shifted uncomfortably
in her medium high heels; the older woman's ass cheek actually lifted from
the follow through of Ernie's forceful spanking of her exposed and now very
red ass cheeks.
   "Four.  That was four, Ernie.....thank you for punishing me Ernie.  I
promise to follow your instructions from now on!  I'm-I'm a bad married
slut for not-not" sob "follow-following" sob "your-your instructions Ernie!
Only one more smack Ernie, hit me once more!"
   Swish, smack, and a gurgle as she huffed and openly cried saying, "Five.
That was five.  Thank you Ernie for punishing me.  I was bad.  I needed to
be punished Ernie.  I-I was a ba-bad married slut for not following your
instructions.  Thank you for punishing me."
   "Ok, bitch, cover up."
   He smirked as she gingerly covered her sore ass with her panties, openly
sobbing as she did so, then stood up and straightened her skirt.
   "Now go home and come back with your kid.  I want your son to introduce
you just the way I told you.  Put twice as much make up on as you got on
now.  You will come back dressed just as I asked the first time."
   "Ye-yes Ernie."
   "Oh, and slut, just for disobeying me put a turned on vibrator up that
snatch of yours too.  If you need punishment again, it won't be your ass
that gets smacked.  I'll give you forty five minutes, a minute longer and
it's going to be punishment time!"
   The older woman went white as she half swayed realizing he was referring
to punishing her on her breasts.
   Ernie enjoyed the power, it was almost as good as a fuck, almost, but
not quite.
   The woman returned with her son with about only three minutes to spare.
Her son entered the garage first with her slightly behind.
   Ernie waited patiently as the son, named Mike, said,
   "I brought my mother here, like you wanted Ernie."
   Ernie sighed.  It wasn't what he wanted, he would deal with that later.
   "Yeah, where is she?" asked Ernie.
   "Right here," said the boy who was about Ernie's age.
   Mrs.  Sara Bergman walked up next to her son, her medium heels clacking
on the cement pavement of the garage floor.  She was dressed in a front
zippered night shirt and from the way her tits wiggled and swayed she was
obviously braless.
   "And.." said Ernie.
   "Is all this necessary Ernie?  I mean she's gonnah do what you want - we
both will?"
   "Absolutely, and as your slut mom already knows, I punish those that
disobey me.  Now say it."
   "My...slut mom, you're property is here, Ernie."
   "Do you agree with that slut mommy?" asked Ernie in a sneering kind of
way.
   The woman was weeping openly as she stammered out her reply, "Yes, I am
your prop-property and your-your...slut Ernie."
   "Ok buddy, time to show me what your slut mom looks like under the night
shirt, then she can come over here and start with the blow job that she
does so well."
   Ernie watched as the older woman put the brown bag down containing her
clothes and simply stood there allowing her own son to unzip the front of
her night shirt.  Stepping behind her he opened the shirt and pulled it
away from her nude body.  She stood there in dark navy blue medium heels
nude.
   Ernie felt more the stirrings of a hard on as he stared at the blonde
haired nude older married woman.  The very fact that she was here and nude
indicated he complete submission to his desires and her son had disrobed
her!  What was more the vibrator was in her just like he'd told her it
should be.  He had her remove it before it before she naked knelt in front
of him.  That thought sent a thrill of delight through the evil youths mind
as he formed the crude words in his mind and told her to walk over to him.
The older woman, with a lot of make up on, knelt down in front of him and
unbuckled his belt, then opened it.  She undid his pants, zipped his fly
down and pulled his jeans from around his waist down to the floor.  Ernie
stepped out of them, his hands on his chubby hips.  The woman hooked her
fingers in the waistband of his boxer shorts and pulled them down as well,
past his throbbing, erection which stood out like a thick pole from his
body.  In front of her own son, Ernie kept thinking, as he shivered feeling
the gentle but stimulating glancing touch of the older woman's wet tongue.
She used her tongue like it was a pointer, outlining the length and girth
of his erection, just the way Jerome had shown her.  She licked his balls,
then using the flat part of her tongue she lay down a glistening sheen of
saliva along his cock length as he felt her fingers trace the cleavage in
his ass cheeks and move down to his balls.  Just as she cupped his balls,
she lowered her head low enough to allow his thick cock head to penetrate
her red lip stick covered lips.  She moaned as she sucked in his length, a
slurping, squishing sound filling the garage as she performed this oral
stimulation on her teenage blackmailer.  Ernie saw the tears of humiliation
forming at the older married woman's eye shadow covered eyes.  She slurped,
looking into his face as she did so, moaning in the provocative way that
her rapist Jerome had taught her.  It had only been a month since she'd
been over at the Stone residence, yet it seemed an eternity for Ernie.  He
had forgotten how excited he had gotten when she actually felt the older
woman's mouth straining to keep open around his fat cock.  Ernie knew that
he had a short stubby cock, but he also knew when it was aroused his
erection was thicker than most of the other guys.  It gave him more than a
little stimulation to see this older woman who had always portrayed herself
as a model housewife and a woman above reproach, sucking his cock and
straining to keep her mouth open around the girth of his erection.
   He watched and immediately felt the effects of the old woman as she
bathed his cock with her tongue while Ernie provided just enough pressure
at the back of her head to remind her that he liked his cock in her throat
as well.  Her gagging response to the pressure he exerted on pulling her
head towards his groin only further excited his cock as he felt her throat
muscles ripple over his large tool.
   "Your...mom...sucks...really...good...Mike," gasped out Ernie as he
stood there and let the mother and older wife of another man continue to
please him with her tongue, lips, mouth and throat while her own son
watched.
   She probably thought that he got some kind of perverse enjoyment at
having her son watch while she brought one of his school mates to a climax
with her mouth.
   Her son gave him a really disgusted look, especially as Ernie held onto
either side of the mother's head while he force feed his thick erection
back and forth in her mouth and between her lips.  The suction noises and
the mewing she was making as she sucked him off made Ernie even more stiff
and erect.
   Ernie realized, as he felt the older woman's finger slide through the
crevice of his ass cheeks and down under where his balls met his backside
that she had learned that trick of stimulation from Jerome.  Jerome, it
appeared, had taught her "new tricks" and they were exciting tricks.  Ernie
also knew that he never would have received this kind of treatment had not
the woman's son been present.  She wanted to get him off and get him off
quickly and to do that she employed every effort to please him.  Her son
was watching, forced to watch, and it was for his pleasure, not because he
wanted to embarrass his school mate but because she would react entirely
differently when her son was gone.
   Ernie shoved his pelvis in the woman's sucking face as he pulled her
head towards him resulting in her gagging as his cock curved down her
throat.  He groaned in pleasure feeling her throat muscles ripple over his
sensitive cock head as she gagged.
   "Suck harder, bitch," he said looking down realizing some of his
pleasure had disappeared due to her sudden effort to open her mouth as wide
as she could.  He could still feel her efforts to keep her jaw open wide as
her jaw muscles trembled around his penetrating cock.  He almost felt her
resignation, he certainly couldn't see anything but the top of her head as
she worked his cock, as he felt her lips slip over his cock flesh as he
moved slowly from the front of her mouth to the back of her mouth and
entrance to her throat where it was both warmer and softer.  She sucked. 
She slurped as she sucked and he rewarded the older woman by letting her
head move back away from the deep throat penetration.
   After several long minutes of this intense stimulation with Ernie's
rasping noisy breath and the slurping sounds of the married woman's mouth
as she sucked and released he grasped the sides of her head, with some
amount of force, as he felt her lip stick covered lips slide along his
length and she shuddered, gagged, slurped, and shuddered again as the rapid
repetition cycled around his now forceful fucking of the older married
woman's mouth.  The older woman immediately took this as the next stage of
her oral stimulation and began to move her own head back and forth over his
rod.  He liked being able to see her face, on every out stroke, as she
worked him.  The woman tried to maintain eye contact when she could, just
as she had learned from Jerome.  The complete look of dejection, her
complete submissive attitude, plus the gentle probing of her fingers over
his balls sent him over the edge.  It almost hurt when he came.  He grunted
as he felt his loins quiver while she slurped on the head of his sensitive
cock head and looked up into his face for approval that she was meeting his
needs.  His first ejaculation caught her in the middle of a suction action
and she almost choked on his load of sperm.  He saw her Adam's apple in her
throat bounce up and down as she swallowed the first of what Ernie knew was
going to be a really good and heavy load of ejaculation.  His second and
third ejaculation came immediately after the first as he groaned in
pleasure feeling his juices almost boil up from his balls and explode out
of his hard rod of flesh.  Even though the older woman had been expecting
his second load she hadn't expected the volume of his seed.  Some of his
cum oozed from the sides of her lips which were still wrapped around his
thick cock head in her mouth, as she swallowed repeatedly in an effort to
clear her mouth.  Ernie deliberately pulled his now deflating cock from the
older woman's lips and sprayed her forehead and the bridge of her nose with
the last of his milky sperm in his final ejaculation.
   The older woman's hand moved to wipe his fluid off and Ernie looked down
at her and said, "Leave it, bitch.  I like the look.  Crawl over on your
hands and knee's to the corner and lay face up.  You will start frigging
yourself in front of me and your son."
   "Wha-what did you say, Ernie?"
   Ernie grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, his cum still on her
forehead and now running down over the right side of her nose from the
bridge of her nose, "Which word didn't you understand, bitch?  Do you need
more punishment?"
   The older woman half sobbed as she said, "No, no more punishment Ernie,
plea-please."
   "Move, then," he said as he released her head and the woman put her
hands down on the floor.  He watched as she slowly moved on her hands and
knee's away from him, her pointed high heel shoes toe tips scraping the
floor as she moved.  He could see the older woman's big tits sway
provocatively as she moved over the floor towards the corner some twenty
feet away half sobbing as she made her way.  Ernie pulled his under pants
back up, then his trousers seeing her son was about to leave.
   "Don't leave just yet, I want to talk with you some, buddy."
   II His Mother Performs
   Ernie watched as his classmate hesitated then waited watching his own
mother nakedly crawl across the garage floor.  Both boys watched while the
older woman wept as she crawled on hands and knee's to the destination she
had been assigned.  Her big, dangling breasts wobbled back and forth and it
was obvious even to her own son that even though she was degraded by doing
this action she also was reacting to it in a slutty kind of way.  Her
nipples told the tale of the arousal the woman was experiencing.  When she
got to the corner, Ernie noticed, she slowly turned over.  There was a roll
of tar paper laying on the floor which she used for a pillow to prop her
head up, then as she opened her legs, crying, and began to finger herself
in front of Ernie and her son.  Although she was too far away for either of
the boys to see what she was doing exactly it was still painfully obvious
that she was nude and that she was actively masturbating.  Her big breasts
wiggled with the effort she was putting into the forced performance.  She
appeared to be staring at an unseen spot on the ceiling of the garage. 
Ernie put his deflated cock away temporarily.  He pulled up his pants.
   Ernie walked up to her son and put his arm around the kid's shoulders.
The son shrugged his arm off and Ernie said matter of fact to him, "Like I
said before there has to be some punishment on your part for not
introducing your mom just the way I wanted.  So, being generous, I'm going
to let you decide whether you want to do me a favor or have me punish your
mom again."
   The woman's hearing must have been better than what Ernie thought
because Ernie started when he heard the older married woman call out,
   "Oh god, don't let him punish me again, plea-please Mi-Mike do whatever
he wants!
   "What do you want from me?" asked the son of Ernie.
   Ernie grinned and said, "What I want is to video tape you fucking your
mom in her ass."
   "Forget it, it's not going to happen."
   "Then, as an alternate, you will tape a session with some of your
friends and your mom.  If not that then I'll punish your mom and believe me
I will enjoy that."
   "I really don't want her punished."
   "Your choice, the guys or the punishment."
   "Like I said I can tape you when you do it."
   "You have to watch too."
   "If you insist."
   "I do, in fact I want you to run the video camera.  Here's a cell phone,
I'll call you in a couple of hours and tell you when to come back."
   "Why a couple of hours, Ernie?" he son asked.
   "Because your mom and me gottah get reacquainted so to speak, buddy."
   Her son took the cell phone looking disgusted and left the garage.
   Ernie Fryman walked over to where the forty two year old woman lay with
her head supported by a black roll of tar paper.  The woman was totally
nude except for low pumps which were not even heels.  As Ernie stood over
her the woman at first appeared to be concentrating on what he had told her
to do but as he continued to stand there she looked at him, still fingering
herself.  Her big thirty eight triple `D' cup jugs wiggled with the
movement of her arm as she tried to stimulate herself in front of him.  It
was obvious to the depraved teenager that she didn't want to be punished
any more and was doing her best to comply with his demands.  After a few
more minutes of observing her from the standing position, Ernie went over
to the only chair in this part of the garage and dragged the wooden legs
over to where the older woman lay fingering herself.  He positioned himself
so that he could observe what she was doing and provide her with the
maximum amount of exposure.  Her big tits were amplified now as they were
trapped between her arms while she held her pussy lips open with one hand
and finger fucked herself with the other.  Those magnificent mounds
continued to jiggle as she worked her own pussy, at his orders.  Her eyes
were as wide open as the pinkness he could see from her exposed pussy.  Her
legs were splayed apart, knee's pointing to either wall, heels up against
her firm ass cheeks.  She was a pudgy woman, with big fat tits, but her
thighs were trim as were her calves.  Her ass, Ernie knew from experience,
was just as supple and tight.  Her biggest drawback was her tummy which had
a roll of extra undesirable flesh just above her partially shaved crotch.
   He sighed as he fingered his own prick watching the older woman finger
herself.  She wasn't getting it on and he realized it was probably because
of the situation.  Laying on the cold cement floor couldn't have been
comfortable.
   "I want you to fetch that bag you brought like a bitch, so get up on
your hands and knee's and go get the bag of clothes.  I hope, for your
sake, that you brought extra make up." Actually, that was a lie, he hoped
she hadn't because then he could punish her some more with a valid excuse.
   "The extra make up is in my purse, Ernie."
   "Then I guess your mouth is going to be busy, now move your fat ass!"
   The woman blushed and cried at the same time.  She rolled over to all
fours as Ernie watched her naked ass move past him.  He got up, observing
with some delight how her big boobs bounced and swayed as she moved across
the floor on her hands and knee's before getting to her purse first, which
was smaller, and hooking her teeth in the strap.  While she was busy moving
from her purse to the bag, Ernie retrieved her vibrator from the table.  He
was patiently waiting as she moved over to the paper bag and with both
items clenched in her mouth she followed him on hands and knee's out of the
garage and up the steps to the apartment above the garage.  Watching her
work herself up the steps was a real treat.  He knew it humiliated her. 
Ernie enjoyed humiliating this self righteous, prim and proper older woman.
   As for Sara she was totally overwhelmed with her now submissive attitude
towards the depraved young man she knew as Ernie Fryman.  Getting spanked,
and god how that had hurt, had been just the beginning of a long list of
submissive acts each one a little more perverse and a little more
degrading. The final perversity, for the older married woman, wasn't the
climb up the stairs on her hands and knee's when she was totally naked, but
it was when she actually climaxed as a result of the youth's fondling her
genitals.  This perversity, this allowed submissiveness, for her was the
final degradation because she became so animal like merely under his touch.
She no longer even felt human when he fondled her clit, finding with all
together too much ease that special spot deep inside her pussy that sent
her into a nearly continuous state of repeated climaxes.  She jerked,
climaxing, thrashing about like a fish out of water as the youth not only
found that special spot deep inside her but exploited it as well.  She was
a cum freak when his fingers and mouth were active, not a human female, but
some kind of weird sexual object that could only respond to the
mechanizations of a depraved teenager.  That sex, submissive, depraved and
perverted as it was, she even had to admit to herself, was the most intense
sex she ever experienced.  He knew how to make her repeatedly climax and
what was worse repeatedly orgasm.  She had thought, prior to being
subjected to this teenage monster of a blackmailing scum bag, that an
orgasm was kind of the finale, the peak that a sexually oriented person
always tried to achieve, sometimes not achieving.  But with Ernie she had
to revise her thinking about her definition of an orgasm because she
achieved not only multiple orgasms with him but repeated multiple orgasms
while she was being subjected to his attention.  His oral technique drove
her wild with passion and when she actually took part in the fucking action
she was a true animal fucking her soul away as she screwed him while
repeatedly depreciating herself with vulgar words about herself as she did
it.  What was more, these words that at first he made her say were now
coming altogether too easily to her mouth and she responding altogether too
much like some kind of sick nymphomaniac as he repeatedly penetrated her
from behind and from the standard missionary position.  She had fainted
before from the intensity of the feelings that blanketed her body, but no
longer, somehow having adjusted to a point where she was fully awake
although not fully aware of anything other than her overwhelmed senses.  In
a just a couple of hours she had been reduced from some kind of submissive
older woman to a mewing, moaning, sexually satiated middle aged woman
willing to bring Ernie as much oral pleasure as he desired.
   Her own son started to video tape her when she was in the process of
stimulating Ernie's thick rod of flesh with her mouth.  The sheer bulk of
Ernie Fryman's erection caused the older woman's cheeks to bloat outwards
as she used the sides of her mouth and the entrance to her throat to work
the large erection towards a climax.  Gone was the conservative, prudish,
somewhat older woman.  What was on the floor, between the teenagers legs,
was a wanton, cock crazed, sex junkie who appeared to be fully capable of
stimulating herself as well as the teenager.  She fingered her sex as she
knelt there cupping Ernie's balls in the other hand and her mouth making
slippery, sloppy sounds on his erection as her head moved back and forth
over his rather large belly.
   The reaction of Ernie to her sloppy performance was a rather abundant,
juicy, ejaculation which flowed from her mouth and down her chin.  The
camera lens captured the sheer lust on her face as she sucked the cum from
the blackmailing teenagers penis.  Most of his cum went down the woman's
throat, but some of the oozing goo crept past her lips and dribbled
obscenely down her chin and onto her large naked boobs beneath.
   ** to be continued ** flame me at fingerpro88@yahoo.com
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