Copyright 2005 Franklin Stein

Warning of adult content.

This story also contains the use of drugs which I have to stress is pure fantasy just like those bad T.V. programmes you saw growing up which contained such things. I know and readers of this story should also know that if such things are practiced in the real world people can end up dead as a result. Not much fun there then.

Mrs Rose: Secret Society

Kevin was about to spend the afternoon at his mother's friend's house once again. It was turning into a regular occurrence ever since they had moved house. His mother had not had time to get him a key cut yet so at the end of school on Friday he had to wait at Mrs Rose's house until his mother got home at around six o'clock. Today the fifteen-year-old would be having fun though. He had planned to go through Mrs Rose's underwear draw and get a little insight into her. The chubby dark hared lady fascinated Kevin he knew there was something strange about her something he couldn't put his finger on; the way she walked about the way she spoke to him. "Come in dear," Heather Rose stood in the doorway, "I've been waiting for you." The thirty-six year old woman chased a wrinkle away as she smiled with her glossy maroon coloured lips. She was wearing a white blouse and black cotton skirt, which stopped above her knees. "I've been watching T.V. come and join me." She pulled the shoes off of her black nylon covered feet and walked off down the hall. "I've just got to use the toilet." Kevin lied.
"You know where it is?"
"I should do by now." Kevin walked up the stairs and crept into the main bedroom. Kevin listened nervously as he slid the top bedside draw open. An array of coloured nylon pantyhose and stockings met his eyes. He closed the draw and went for the second. 'Bingo' Kevin thought as he rummaged through the slinky silk underwear, there was no sight of cotton at all. Kevin's hand found there way to a shimmering pair of emerald silk knickers. He lifted them out of the knickers draw and held them out in front of him. The feel of the knickers between thumb and finger was barely describable, a delicately soft slippery feel. "They're one of my favourite pairs of knickers." Kevin jumped out of his skin as he turned to the doorway and saw Mrs Rose standing there. "I like the feel of them between my legs and over my ass," Kevin went red in the face as Mrs Rose sauntered up to the bed and sat next to him, "As I walk up and down the material strokes me and caresses me!" Kevin listened to the hypnotic tones of Mrs Rose. "When I put them on in the morning I know I'm their prisoner for the whole day. Sometimes they play with me, tease me, rape me and humiliate me as they force their way up between my buttocks, it can happen anywhere. Kevin why do you want a pair of my clean knickers? I'll let you keep the ones I'm wearing if you can take them from me!" Be warned though that if you can't you'll be pleasing my needs for the rest of your life!"

Kevin leapt onto Mrs Rose and pinned her down. Mrs Rose giggled as Kevin wrenched her black cotton skirt up showing her black pantyhose and maroon knickers off. Mrs Rose lost her bearings as she underestimated the boy's strength and found her legs being hoisted up in the air. A look of horror came over Mrs Rose's face as Kevin grabbed the seat of her pantyhose and knickers. The game was nearly lost and she didn't want to get fucked by this boy on his terms. Mrs Rose grabbed the boy's crutch and squeezed, her legs fell to the ground as she regained her composure. Mrs Rose took a position of authority and forced Kevin onto his front. Kevin struggled as his shirt was whipped off. A look of resignation crossed his face as he felt a pair of handcuffs click around his wrists.

Kevin slipped about on the black satin sheets as he struggled to get free in Mrs Rose's absence. He lay spread eagle and naked on the bed with the green pair of knickers stuffed in his mouth. Mrs Rose had tied each of his limbs to a bedpost with a separate pair of pantyhose. Mrs Rose had left her vibrator humming between Kevin's legs; strapped to his erect penis with a couple of elastic bands. Kevin heard laughing coming from the corridor and focused his attentions, "It's been a while since we last had one so young," Kevin's embarrassment grew as he heard the strange female voice, "Where did you find him?"
"Oh he found me, he is the son of a friend who I look after during the afternoon. I caught the little bastard going through my knickers." Another female entered the discussion; "You should have dressed him like a girl he obviously like women's clothes!" A chorus of laughs filled the hall and the bedroom door opened. Mrs Rose led her friends into the room. A fat woman with long fiery red hair stood over Kevin and smiled wickedly. "I like the look of him Heather," the women commented, "I think I'll let him give me head!"
"Get in line bitch," The other woman joked, "I'm going to slip him inside my pussy and wear him out."
"Ladies, ladies his going to please us all!" Kevin looked fearfully at the other woman. She had shoulder length straight blond hair and a thin face. The fat red head had started to strip and was down to a large pair of cream coloured knickers and matching bra. The other women began to remove their clothes as the fat red head shamelessly released her huge breasts and dangled them into Kevin's face. The red head then pulled her knickers down to reveal, to Kevin's surprise, a clammy pale bald slit. The red head sat on Kevin's chest and whispered into Kevin's ear, "If you give me good head I'll tie up the others and let you rape them!" The cream of the red head's crutch smothered Kevin's face as she sat on him. Kevin started to struggle as the red head's pussy lips spread over Kevin's mouth and nose. The contact formed an airtight lock, which suffocated Kevin. Belching noises where made as air tried to escape. The red head then rocked back and forth as a mini orgasm took her by surprise. She quickly stood up and walked out the room, her skin was flushed red. Mrs Rose was no longer present in the room but the sinister blond lurked in the corner. She had dressed up as a dominatrix; wearing ankle length boots, fishnet stockings, latex knickers, black leather corset and latex gloves. "Now Tina has given herself pussy tingles and I've put Mrs Rose to bed I've got you all to mysel…mmmhhh." A cloth smothered the blonde's face by the hand of the redhead as she held the dominatrix in a vice like grip. After a while the struggling ceased and the blond slid onto the bed unconscious.  Kevin watched as the blond was stripped naked by the red head. The redhead released Kevin and he immediately jumped her. "What are you doing Kevin I said you could fuck them!" The red head pleaded as she was freed from her underwear. "I'm going to fuck all three of you scheming bitches!" Kevin tied the two naked women together with the pantyhose and gagged them with the knickers. Kevin went looking for Mrs Rose; she would be his first conquest. He followed a humming noise to the guestroom. The body of what appeared to be Mrs Rose lay on the bed naked apart from her maroon knickers which were stuffed with a vibrator. Her head was concealed under a leather mask that was locked at the back; she appeared to be in a drug induced sleep. Kevin pulled down the knickers and removed the vibrator from the sloppy vagina. Mrs Rose had shaven to the point of only having a tuff of dark hair above her slit. Mrs Rose's ample breasts giggled about as Kevin fucked her. Kevin bit Mrs Rose's left breast as he climaxed inside her. Kevin quickly turned around as he heard clapping. The three women stood in the doorway Kevin was left puzzled. The blond woman filmed up close as Mrs Rose removed the mask to reveal Kevin's mother. Kevin's mother stared up from the bed in a daze. "Cheque mate toyboy!" Mrs Rose said indicating she now owned him. Kevin went for the camera but the three women quickly encumbered him and dragged him back to the main bedroom. The three women managed to dress him in a black leather harness and strap him to the bed. The blond left the room with the camera and the other women sat by the edge of the bed. "We own you Kevin!" Mrs Rose started to reason with Kevin, "You can make life hard for yourself or it can be fun. I want to have sex with you Kevin the problem is that you only want to fuck me, nobody fucks me Kevin! I will wear you out whenever I feel like it but you can't touch me unless I tell you to. Sally has gone to copy the film. If I am displeased with your service in anyway your mother will get to see the tape ok?" Kevin nodded. "In return for your service we will teach you how to turn any woman into a sluty cock sucker; a useful tool if only for the personal amusement factor. It's a two way street Kevin you were selected because your one of us. You don't have to worry about your mother Kevin; she'll wonder why her vagina's inside out and wet, but she'll only remember falling asleep on my sofa after a hard day at work!" The women left Kevin alone to think.

"Good morning slave I've got a job for you dear!" Mrs Rose woke Kevin as she entered the room. Kevin looked around nervously realising he had spent the night at Mrs Rose's house. "Don't worry dear I told your mother you spent the night fucking me senseless! I've also persuaded your mummy to let me look after you for the weekend." Mrs Rose went about releasing Kevin from the bed.
"Where's my clothes?"
"You're wearing them!" Mrs Rose said referring to the black leather harness he was wearing. "You mum gave me some of your other clothes but you wont be wearing them." Kevin was led to the guestroom and was shocked to see a ginger hared woman sprawled out on the bed. The voluptuous middle-aged woman was wearing a cream coloured blouse, brown cotton skirt, flat black shoes and brown tights "This will be good training for you Kevin. She is a new acquisition of mine. Your to strip her naked, wash her, shave her legs arms underarms and pussy and dress her in this outfit ready for shipment."
"Who is she?"
"She was a shopper at the local supermarket now she's a sex slave! She's been well sedated so she shouldn't trouble you but if she does shove some of this in her face." Mrs Rose handed Kevin a rag and bottle of chloroform. Mrs Rose left the room and Kevin stared in disbelief, wondering what to do next. Kevin pulled her shoes off and placed them side by side under the bed. Kevin had and erection as he unbuttoned the helpless woman's blouse and revealed a large pale white cleavage stuffed into a cream satin bra. Kevin reached under the woman and unclipped her bra to expose her breasts. Kevin could not help but suckle on the woman's nipples and maul her breasts with both hands as he continued to remove her clothes. Kevin felt around for the zip of the woman's skirt and pulled it down. Kevin grasped the woman's Skirt, tights and knickers and pulled them, off her legs leaving her naked on the bed. Kevin turned his attentions to the woman's ginger pussy and started sniffing it. Kevin came to his senses and continued with his task. The woman was sat onto a wheelchair and moved to the bathroom.

Kevin laid the large woman into the bath and spread her thighs apart. He turned on the electric clippers left to him and ran them over the woman’s crouch shearing off her forest of ginger hairs leaving behind spiky whiskers. Kevin started the shower and took pleasure in holding the shower over the woman's chest. The water coursed over her breasts down her belly and between her legs. Kevin sprayed the woman's crutch with shaving foam and began to rub it in. The razor slipped with ease over the woman's crutch; ginger pubes started to run to the sinkhole. As Kevin directed the shower over the woman's crutch the foam washed away and revealed a smooth shinny slit. In about and hour Kevin had meticulously removed every trace of body hair from the woman by stretching her limp body into a variety of positions. Kevin had started to shower her and had got into the bath with the woman to make washing her more easy. Kevin pulled the large woman onto him to wash her back and accidentally touched her bald pussy. Kevin laid the woman back and got out of the bath to dry her. After Kevin had dried her off he sat her back into the wheelchair and moved her back to the bedroom for costume fitting. Kevin looked at the costume and had an idea of how to get out of this sick world he had been dragged into.

Kevin sneaked around the corridor outside the living room where Mrs Rose was on the phone. "I've got her in my possession at the moment. You can either pay the price Mr Dwrent or go find another source. I will expect you to collect her from my male slave tomorrow." Mrs Rose put the phone down and Kevin made ready the pantyhose he had taken from the ginger woman. Kevin had knotted one leg into a double loop restraint and doused the other in the pungent chloroform he had been given. Mrs Rose started filling out a form on the desk and so Kevin made his approach. Mrs Rose's shinny dark hair was forced into the saturated leg of the pantyhose. Mrs Rose stood from her chair shouting abuse. This aided Kevin as he guided the clumsy woman's wrists into the restraint behind her back. Mrs Rose danced around the room for a while before stumbling back and forth clumsily finally falling to her knees. Mrs Rose lurched onto the floor and become quiet. Kevin pulled the leg of the pantyhose off of her face to let her breath. Mrs Rose's debilitated red face stared up at the ceiling blankly "I wonder if you have bothered to save me the trouble of shaving your pussy ready for shipment 'slave'." Kevin carried the unconscious woman upstairs. Kevin laid out Mrs Rose on the bed next to the naked woman. Kevin looked at his dominatrix and wondered what item of clothing to deprive her of first, the tight black leather trousers, or white blouse. Kevin quickly made his choice, unbuttoned her blouse and removed it from her pale torso. Kevin wanted to de-cup her white satin bra so much but decided instead to remove her leather trousers. Kevin pulled the zip down slowly and savoured the moment. Skimpy white satin knickers appeared as the fly opened more and more. Kevin pulled the trousers down to leave her in her underwear. Kevin removed the remainder of Mrs Rose's clothes. Kevin tied up the other woman and pulled Mrs Rose into the wheelchair. Kevin wheeled the naked limp lady to the bathroom for a wash and personal shave.

Kevin wheeled Mrs Rose's silky smooth curvy body back to the bedroom where he noticed the ginger woman was still out cold. Kevin picked up the strappy black PVC outfit. It had a lattice of black strips of PVC that formed a costume like a swimsuit. The only difference being it left noting to the imagination; all the wearer's private parts would be exposed the only purpose of the outfit was to secure the wearer's arms behind her back with four adjustable PVC straps. Kevin looped the outfit over Mrs Rose's feet and pulled it up her legs. Mrs Rose's arms were guided through the shoulder straps and the solid PVC back zipped up. Kevin fettered Mrs Rose's arms at her elbows and wrists with the straps on the back of the outfit. Kevin picked up the leather mask; which was the key to his plan. Kevin pulled the mask over his captive's head and zipped it up. The mask had a zip at the mouth and showed no facial feature off at all. Mrs Rose's eyes struggled to open and she sprung up from the bed, in the bondage outfit. "Ready for export my dear," Kevin joked, "I'm sure Mr Dwrent will be happy with his latest acquisition!" The masked woman looked down her body in the full-length bedroom mirror and turned towards Kevin, her eyes pleading with him through the eyeholes in the mask. "Do you want to broker a deal my dear?" Mrs Rose nodded. Where is the tape and the copy slut? Kevin unzipped the mouth hole Mrs Rose's red lipstick was smeared across her face. "If you release me Kevin I'll have sex with you, you can slide your penis into my bald pussy." Kevin shoved the drug saturated tights in her face and watched her eyes grow heavy. Kevin motioned the drunken woman to the bed and slid his dick into her bald defenceless pussy. "You're going to feel my cock in more than your pussy, now the tape?"
"It's in the draw over there." Mrs Rose gestured towards the top draw next to her bedside. Kevin found the two tapes both clearly labelled. Kevin zipped up Mrs Rose's mask and went down stairs to put the tapes into his bag. Upon returning he found Mrs Rose thrashing about in front of the mirror trying to get free from the outfit. Kevin smiled as he waved the chloroform soaked pantyhose under Mrs Rose's nose. Mrs Rose backed away but Kevin relentlessly matched her movements with the pantyhose and gave her no escape from them. After a while Mrs Rose's legs gave way and she stumbled forwards onto the bed. Kevin loved keeping Mrs Rose in this semi-conscious state he was in complete control. Kevin rolled Mrs Rose onto her back and watched her flounce about for a while. Kevin gave Mrs Rose another dose of semi-consciousness before unzipping the mask, grasping her neck and forcing his hard penis against her lips. Mrs Rose's lips parted as Kevin's penis entered her mouth. Mrs Rose's lips constricted around Kevin's penis as Mrs Rose's higher brain function ceased and she suckled on the shaft. Mrs Rose's lipstick smeared down Kevin's penis as he withdrew it. "I wonder what else you perverts keep in your closets… oh my!" Kevin looked at the glossy Polaroid's of Mrs Rose molesting a range of bound up women some barely adult. "You wouldn't want these to see the light of day get my drift!" Kevin showed Mrs Rose her dirty photos. "This is what's going to happen tart! Firstly you will sell off this bitch, and then each of your dirty gang will be double-crossed and sold by you, lastly you will submit to me for the rest of your days!" Mrs Rose nodded in defeat. A look of fear came over Mrs Rose as Kevin got hold of the pantyhose. Kevin clasped the chloroformed soaked hose over Mrs Rose's face. Mrs Rose's naked curves bucked and jerked on the bed as her eyelids grew heavy again. Mrs Rose's struggles died down and Kevin rolled her onto her front to unstrap her arms. As a final insult Kevin dragged Mrs Rose's limp body over the bound woman and left her face resting in the woman's crotch. Kevin left with the tapes and as much incriminating material as he could find.

Mrs Rose opened the door to Kevin. "Their upstairs ready for shipment!"
"Good, take them clothes off tart."
"Ok." Kevin walked upstairs and into the main bedroom. Kevin's mouth dropped open as he saw his mother lying motionless on he bed in one of the shipment suits. "I was just about to put her leather mask on. No one blackmails me Kevin you got that, your mother and your sister could disappear at any time whether or not I'm in prison!"
Kevin heard giggling noises coming from the other room as he stormed past Mrs Rose to investigate. Kevin was shocked to see his naked semiconscious sister being dildoe fucked in each end by the other women. Kevin felt a sharp pain in his left buttock and turned around to see Mrs Rose standing firm with a spent hypodermic needle. Kevin instantly felt dizzy and quickly realised he had been drugged. As he lunged at Mrs Rose he fell into her firm arms. Mrs Rose lowered him to the floor and French kissed him to mock him. 

Kevin awoke to a start on Mrs Rose's bed as he remembered what had occurred. Immediate discomfort met him. Kevin's anus was numb he could just about feel a throbbing sensation coupled with a humming noise. Kevin looked down noting he was naked apart from a skimpy pair of leather pants. Kevin tried to pull them down and remove the buzzing butt plug but they were locked on tight. Kevin's rock hard penis was constricted in a sheath within the crotch of the pants. Kevin looked across to the bedside cabinet and saw a packet of viagra; that explained his tense aching dick. A video played in the corner of the room as he gained further focus he realised it was a video of the room he was currently in. A naked grey haired woman was mounting a groaning limp man. The video zoomed in on the man and Kevin was shocked to see himself being molested by the stranger. "Let Margo have a go you horny bitch!" Kevin recognised the voice of Mrs Rose. A naked fat woman entered the shot and mounted Kevin taking his erect penis easily into her large saggy pussy. Kevin had seen enough and turned away. The doped blank face of Mrs Rose met him. Kevin sat up in shock and looked at the woman lying next to him more closely. She was wearing a shinny thick cat suit that covered every part of her body except for her face. Around her waist was a leather corset, which had been substantially constricted around her. Her arms were fastened behind her in a single arm glove and her ankles had been clasped together with a single pair of hinged handcuffs. Sweat ran from her face and closer inspection of her crotch revealed a whirring noise. Kevin smiled as he realised the person that was torturing him was also sexually torturing his foe if only he could get free from the pants he would take advantage of the situation. Kevin tugged at a crotch zip in the suit that encased Mrs Rose but it was locked. "Looking for this?" A muscular woman appeared in the doorway dangling a key. "Do you want to see me dildoe rape your mistress?" She said as she stroked the large dildoe projecting from between her legs. Another woman walked into the room carrying a tray of equipment. "You know Tina don't you she is my new sub?" Kevin gasped at what the fun loving redhead had been turned into. She was naked once more but this time she was completely bald her fiery red hair had been clean-shaven off. She had a thick ring through the cleft of her nose and both her nipples had bars through them. By far the most startling of her new features was her breasts they were tiny. The once large breasted woman had been given a breast reduction. "Any woman who shaves her pussy completely bald is yearning for the prepubescent days of her life," the woman commented as she noticed Kevin looking at Tina's flat chest, "I gave her what she wanted deep down." Tina looked down her eyes welling with tears of sorrow. Kevin almost felt sorry for her. "I noticed that your mistress was bald also maybe she also wants a reduction."
"No I did that to her."
"You slave, how?" The woman was fascinated. 
"The same way I'll do to you if you don't let me go!" The woman's smile broadened as Kevin threatened her. "You may be able to cut off my hair dear but I can cut off your dick." Mrs Rose began to stir. "Gag dolly she's coming round." The woman instructed Tina. Tina forced a red ball gag into Mrs Rose's mouth and strapped it in place. "Hello dolly did you enjoy yourself last night?" The woman inquired mockingly of Mrs Rose. Tina rolled Mrs Rose onto her front and pulled her latex clad thighs apart. A spreader bar was strapped in place forcing Mrs Rose's knees apart and rising her bottom in the air exposing the crotch zip. The woman unfastened the zipper and a large vibrating dildoe was extracted with a grunt from Mrs Rose. "How many times did I force you to climax last night dolly?" The woman asked as she explored Mrs Rose's lax vaginal passage with her dextrous fingers. Mrs Rose cried out in orgasm, Kevin no longer needed the Viagra. Give me the anal lubricator Tina dear. Tina handed over a device like a large silver hypodermic needle. The woman plunged the device into Mrs Rose's anus sending Mrs Rose into a fit of muffled screams and struggles. The woman squirted out the lubricant as she withdrew the device leaving Mrs Rose's anal passage lubricated and defenceless.  

To be continued.


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