Chippewa Highlands ch-2
I rose as usual and prepared to go downstairs and fix Mickey's breakfast and lunch. Then, as I once more stood naked before my dressing mirror, I felt a shock making its' way upwards along my thighs and entering my pussy and my ass! I stood there stock still for several minutes completely entranced by the feelings I was receiving from this unexpected stimulus. Whatever it was it was spreading me beyond anything I had ever experienced before. I felt the walls of my pussy being pushed to one side until I was certain I could not bear it any longer, but the force never stopped. I watched myself in my dressing mirror and was astonished to see that I was spreading my legs ever further apart in an effort to aid this penetration. I was nearly on my knees when the penetration of my pussy stopped and I could once more breathe normally.  Then the awful force in my ass began its expansion. I fell forward onto my knees and whispered, `No! Please! Not there!', but it was to no avail. The force doggedly and insidiously drove deeper and deeper into my guts. When this force finally stopped advancing up into my ass, I felt as though I were the middle participant in a threesome. The two pressures did not ease in any way and I wondered if this were to become my fate for having fucked my grandson.   Surprisingly, I desperately wanted Mickey to fuck me again, but I knew that I could not take any more physical penetrations and he had to go to school so I hurriedly dressed and went, unsteadily, to the kitchen.
Fortunately, Mickey had prepared coffee and a steaming cup was waiting for me. Gratefully, I picked it up and took a large swig. Something about the coffee struck me as unusual, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. 
All through his breakfast, I fought the desire to throw him on the floor and suck his prick up into my pussy although I was not so certain that there was any room for his prick in my love channel. When at last he was gone my desire lessened somewhat. I needed to get out of that house. I had promised Mickey the night before that I would see Blaise and enter my name in the game so he could be a part of the sex sport of the Highlands. 
Before leaving the house, I decided to clean up the morning's dishes. When I reached for my cup, I noticed a rather heavy, whitish residue in the bottom of the cup. Without considering what I was doing, I wet my finger with some of this residue and tasted it. I was immediately shocked for the residue was patently some of Mickey's jism! I could not think of a reason for him to mix jism in with my coffee and I decided that I would certainly ask him about it when he got home. 
I left the house and started across the street to Blaize's house, but I only got as far as the middle of the street. That terrible force was driving into my pussy again and I could not move! Blaize came out of her house on the dead run. She grabbed my arm and vigorously shook me so as to break the trance. Then she literally dragged me into her house and stuck a steaming cup of tea in my hand.
"Lucky for you I was just about to enjoy my morning cup of tea so I didn't have to waste time brewing it."
After my experience with my coffee, I examined the cup of tea she offered me very closely and was astounded to see what could only be a trace of that same whitish ingredient! I was afraid that I might hurt Blaize's feelings, so I gingerly sipped the tea. I detected the same taste in the tea as I had noticed in my coffee. Blaize saw me looking steadily at the cup and spoke up,
"Notice anything unusual about the taste of my tea?"
"Yes. I certainly do. What causes that? I noticed the same taste this morning in my coffee."
Blaize began to laugh and then she answered my question.
"It is a sort of thing the boys all do. They think that drinking their jism will increase the size and firmness of their mother's tits so they use some kind of subterfuge to see that all of us females drink it. The subterfuge differs from boy-to-boy. I assume, from your attitude, that Mickey has initiated the procedure on you!"
"Was that what caused my unsteadiness this morning?"
"No. Drinking jism is tantamount to giving your boy a blowjob!" 
"My God Blaize what happened to me?"
"I can't answer that question, but Jane, every girl in this place experiences that effect after sinning with their sons. What's more, you will feel that charge as long as you remain in the Highlands. I, myself, have never been away from here for any length of time, but those that have say that, while that charge slowly dissipates, it never completely leaves them."
I sat there and just stared at her. Was there some sort of evil force concentrated in this community that pushed every mother to sinfully fuck their sons? I wasn't at all sure that was true, but I couldn't deny the urge that even now made me to want to jump up and run to the school so I could fuck Mickey.
"We have made several serious attempts to no avail in order to discover what it is that causes us to act in this way. It is just a matter of our existence here in the Highlands. Strangely enough, this force isn't just confined to adult females. Wilma's daughters have reported that the same strange experience  happens to them. So it seems as though it affects all females regardless of age. Oh, look. There's Ted. He is the one who delivers our morning paper and manages our assignments. He is the only male allowed within the Highlands. I know that he has studied this problem for a very long time so perhaps he can give you some insight into what you are experiencing. Can you make it back to your place or should I help you?"
"Thanks Blaize, but I think I can go it alone. Sorry to be such a bother." I really wanted to question Blaize about her use of the term, `assignments', but I thought I had better meet this Ted and see what he wanted.
"Don't sweat it, girl. We all have gone through just what you are experiencing now. Let me know if I can be of any further help."
I hugged her and then walked over to my house. A very tall, strong-looking, bronzed man was pushing my doorbell. I spoke as I came up onto the porch,
"Can I help you?"
"Good morning. I am Ted Running  Deer. I deliver your morning paper and other things. We haven't had an opportunity to meet so I just took it for granted that you - like all the others - would want a paper."
"Yes, thank you. I enjoy reading the paper when I have my morning cup of coffee."
"Speaking of coffee, you wouldn't happen to have an extra cup would you?"
"Not right at this moment, but I can quickly brew both of us some."
My face flushed as I said this for I wasn't at all sure that Mickey might not in some way have tainted my entire coffee supply. I opened the door and he followed me inside. As I busied myself with the coffee-maker, he took a seat at the table. This was a little strange for he moved his chair back so as not to be restrained by his proximity to the table.
"You say your name is, Ted?" He nodded. "I am Jane. I have just been over to Blaize's house and she said that you might have some idea about the weird things that have been happening to me."
"Yes Jane I may be able to fill in some of the blanks for you. To begin, I am on the teaching staff at the state university and my specialty is the study of Indian cultures. Ah, thanks. I missed my coffee this morning."
I interrupted him to ask, "Isn't it a little strange for a college professor to be delivering papers?"
"Not at all, because that is not all that I do. I shall explain later. You see the Chippewa Highlands - that's the legal name of this place - presents one of the craziest cases of old-time interactions between the white settlers and the Indians. How much have you been told about the history of the Highlands?"
"Very little - in fact none."
"Okay, I'll start from the beginning. Literally hundreds of years ago there was an Indian encampment on this very spot. How long that encampment existed, I have been unable to discern, but it was a semi-permanent establishment. The reasons for what happened have never been made clear to me so, suffice it to say, a dispute arose between the whites and the Indians. This much I have discovered. There was one helluva fight between the whites and the Indians and the Indians were largely wiped out. Once the dust settled, the tribe's medicine man cast a curse upon this place."
"What kind of curse?"
"Oh, it was a doozy. It consisted of three parts - all concerning the white women. First, he told the men of the tribe that their women would forever act as wives to each and every male they may encounter and, in particular, the males in their family! Father, brothers, uncles, nephews and, especially, the sons! Secondly, the females, from that point on to eternity, would revert to their animalistic form - particularly as their sex practices were concerned! Lastly - and as near as I have been able to discover -this is the best translation of what he said: 'The ground you stand upon shall possess them'! The first two parts of his curse are readily understandable, but no one - to my knowledge - has been able to accurately interpret that last part. I have my own ideas, but they are just that."
"What do you think he was trying to convey?"
"You may know that many of the Indian tribes paid great attention to a panoply of spirits. I think he was evoking the earth spirit to insure that the sex drive of the women he had cursed would never falter or wane. Wouldn't you say that was an accurate description of you Highland females of today?"
I had to nod in agreement for that certainly described my inner feelings.
"You say that you perform other things for those of us who live in the Highlands. Just what are those things?"
He rose and undid his trousers letting them fall to the floor.
"You, as one of the Highlands girls will provide sexual favors to the clients of the association - just as you are about to do now!"
Once more, he sat down on the kitchen chair and gave me my orders, "Suck me!" When I was a little too slow in responding, he commanded me again to, "Suck!" For some reason, I knew that I could not disobey him so I went to my knees and crawled the short distance over to where he sat. I started to reach for his penis, but he interjected by saying, "Use only your mouth and lips! Do not touch my penis with your hands!"
Obediently, I opened my mouth as wide as I possibly could and, after some maneuvering, managed to take his penis into my mouth. The only other male that I had performed this sick service for was my husband and, when he discovered how much I detested being subjected to this physical humiliation, he gradually stopped asking me to do this. I realized what an obscene picture I must have presented to the world. Me on my hands and knees with a huge penis deeply thrust into my mouth, but something drove me to comply with his demands. If this was designed to show me that Ted was my boss, it certainly fulfilled the role admirably!
"I shall do most of the talking from now on due to your obvious incapacitation. Now, as to your duties, obligations and rewards as a member of the Highland girls: First, your rewards. You will be allowed to occupy this house free of charge. And, in addition, all utility services will be included except for phone service. If you desire to have a telephone, that charge must be borne by you. Your duties will primarily consist of maintaining the house and the small portion of the grounds that surround it in a pleasing and appealing condition. Furthermore, you are required to supply a male relative - your grandson will do - for the sexual enjoyment of your girl neighbors! They, in turn, shall supply you with the services of a similar male from their family for your sexual enjoyment.
On a semi-regular basis, I will provide you with the names and addresses of certain clients of the Highlands Association and you will fulfill the sexual needs of those clients."
A thought flashed through my mind: "My GOD! I am to be a whore!"
"The Association does not feel that this will subject you to any unpleasant actions because of the effect of the previously discussed curse. Every day during your residency here in the Highlands, your body will be subjected to a stimulus that will replace whatever sexual impulses you may have lost during the previous day. To put this in the animal vernacular, you will be continuously in heat and extremely desirous of sexual gratification!
Please, suck a little harder. I am about to come! You will swallow as much of my jism as you possibly can."
At this point, he began grunting and straining and his penis was jerking while in my mouth. I knew that his ejaculation was not far off and I was right! Suddenly, my mouth and my throat were filled with the first gush of his jism. I swallowed as much as I could, but some of it leaked out of the sides of my mouth and onto my lips and chin. He was quick to direct me again.
"Wipe off what you have spilled with your fingers and lick them clean. Do not waste any of my jism!"
There was a pause while I accomplished what he wanted and then he began again. The taste and texture of his jism answered my questions regarding what I had tasted in my cup this very morning. Without a doubt, that residue had been the leavings from a male's jism!  
"In no circumstances are you to ever discuss the monetary conditions of your services. To do so would subject you to a charge of prostitution and the Association does not consider you girls as prostitutes.
I wondered jut how the Association -whatever that was - did consider us.
"I will settle all of the money arrangements with the client. Your purpose is to simply meet the client and then fulfill their sexual desires. Is that clear?" As best I could, I nodded. "As for your share of these moneys, you will receive forty percent of the fee and this amount will be deposited to your account in the Trader's Bank of Wisconsin. You will be expected to use these funds for your clothing and other personal needs. While I am discussing clothing, it should be obvious to you that regardless of what type of clothing you purchase that clothing must be such that it is easy and quick to take off. Nothing ruins a visit with a client faster than to have you stand there fussing with your clothing. You should never wear underclothing and I shall supply you with crotch-less pantyhose that you will use for client visits. You may remove my penis from your mouth at this time."
The sudden order to remove my mouth from his penis caught me by surprise and I held his penis in my mouth for several seconds more. With a great amount of relief, I slowly let his penis slide out of my mouth and, for the first time in several minutes, I sucked in a very deep breath! Here I was, a fortyish female, sitting on the floor of my kitchen after having sucked off this man and swallowing his jism! I didn't know it at that moment, but my ordeal was not yet over.
Ted rose and, in a very demanding manner, he said, "GetUp!" 
I rose and when I faced him, he took hold of my shoulders and turned me around. I felt my dress being lifted and then his penis began to poke at my rear. I sucked in my breath for I was deathly afraid that he would try to sodomize me, but he didn't. Instead he began walking me towards the door! From behind me, both of his hands came around me and slipped inside my dress. His hands each began squeezing my tits and his fingers started pulling - rather forcefully, I might add - on my nipples. I did suck in my breath when we stepped through the door for standing on my porch was a circle consisting of every woman in the Highlands!
We had no more than gotten through the door than Ted grabbed the collar of my dress and, with a sudden forceful jerk, ripped my bodice completely open! There I stood, bare-chested while all of my neighbors stared hungrily at my exposed tits.
"How do you girls like these puppies?"
Someone from the group answered Ted by saying, "Those ain't puppies,  they are full grown Great Danes!" Everyone save for me burst into laughter. When the laughter subsided, Ted gave another tug at my dress and managed to rip it completely open down the front. I was being paraded in front of my neighbors absolutely naked! I felt like a piece of meat hanging in a butcher shop. Ted still held my tits so I could not - in any way - cover myself. I couldn't help myself and I began to sob and tears ran down my cheeks.  
"This is Jane and she wishes to become a member of the Highland  Circle.  Jane, you do wish to become a member of this circle, don't you?" I thought to myself, "Best get this torture over as soon as possible" so I nodded slightly. Ted continued, "Girls, what is your pleasure?"
Almost every voice screamed out, "Make her ride the spike!"
 Ted responded by saying, "Very well, but I shall require some assistance."
With that, Karine Brown and Wilma Burns swiftly came forward and took hold of my arms. Ted released his hold upon my tits and slowly sank down upon the floor. Both of these women were large so I had no chance to do anything but what they wanted. Slowly, they began pushing me downward toward Ted's rampant penis! It was clear what they intended to do to me, but, try as I might I was unable to free myself from their grips. When my puckered hole came in contact with the head of Ted's penis, I could no longer keep from crying out:
"NO! NO! Not That!"
This brought forth more laughter from the group. It did nothing to slow or halt the downward pressure being exerted upon me by these two harpies. Ted had obviously reached up and was guiding his penis towards the assault upon my bowels. I felt my small hole being stretched wider and wider until I thought that surely it must begin tearing. I couldn't help myself and I began to scream in pain! Someone yelled out, "She's a virgin in the ass!" and everybody clapped at my displeasure.
The ordeal I was suffering through seemed to never end. That awful male cock just kept on going deeper and deeper up into my bowels. My screaming had been slowly reduced to a mere whimper as I felt my entire belly filling with cock! Suddenly, I was sitting upon Ted's body! I had all that he could give me in me! As I sat there contemplating my impalement I realized that the sensation of having a cock so very deep inside of my ass was exciting. I slowly began to wiggle around on this fleshy pole and the more I moved around, the more my sensual reaction increased. The circle of female watchers began cheering as my screams of pain slowly morphed into a mewling of pleasure. I felt the first pangs of an orgasm burst into flame.
I thought to myself, "This can't be happening! Orgasms from stimulation of my bowels are not possible, but I could not deny what was actually happening in my guts. Then, Ted spoke,
"Is the boy of the house present?"
This question was met with a chorus of, "Yeahs"!
"Very well. Have the boy of the house come forward." When Mickey stepped through the circle of women, Ted asked, "Are you the boy of this house?" Mickey couldn't speak so he nodded. "Boy of the house, is this the girl of the house?" Again Mickey nodded. "Well then, boy of the house, do what you are supposed to do to the girl of the house!"
Mickey stood there for several minutes and all the time, my sexual desire was increasing by leaps and bounds. Finally, I saw that Mickey was confused as to what he was expected to do so I said,
"Fuck me, boy! They want you to fuck me!"
 One of the girls gave him a nudge and that was all he needed. He came at me like a harpooner going after a whale only the harpoon he was offering me was his prick. Ted reached up, grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back so that I was lying upon his belly and chest. For some reason, my legs shot up into the air and spread so that my pussy gaped open. Mickey hit my pussy straight on and, in one forceful stroke, his entire prick exploded into my pussy! 
The abrupt penetration of my pussy ignited my orgasm and I screamed once more, but this time in pleasure and not in pain. 
"Ohmy! Ohmy! Ohmyyyyyyyy!
This orgasm was unlike any that I had experienced, but I couldn't attribute that to either the fucking of my ass or the fact that I was being publically exhibited in my new role as a whore. It was simply a great experience.          
