Timmy reread the ad, as the bus roared up the hill and diesel
fumes wafted through the open window to upset his already nervous
stomach. Wanted, a personal servant to attend to my every need.
Must be a male with boyish looks, at least 18, but no older. Must
be no more than five-foot five inches tall or shorter. Must be
thin and small. Generally, the smaller the better. Applicants
must respond by email for further instructions on how to apply.
No experience needed.

Timmy desperately needed this job. He was out of work, out of his
rented room, and out of luck. He seemed to fit the requirements,
but he stank at interviews and knew he didn't have a chance. But,
what else could he do? He had only the clothes on his back, a
couple of dollars he had panhandled, and an empty stomach. He
wanted to eat, but he had to save the two dollars for the bus. He
couldn't walk to the interview, for it was too far.

The only other possibility was to prostitute himself to any who
wanted to use him. The idea scared him. He was still a virgin
with no idea how to please anyone sexually. Besides, he was
painfully shy.

At the library, Timmy used a computer, and a free email account
to answer the ad. What he got in return were a set of bizarre
instructions that he thought were a joke. He was to give the
following personal information: Height and weight. Bald or not?
Must have little or no body hair. Specify penis length and
thickness. Any emotional attachments such as: family,
girlfriends, friends, or ex-coworkers? Willingness to submit to
strict rules and punishment for disobedience? If he past the
written requirements, he would then report to a Doctor Morbt for
a blood test and complete physical at no cost to him.

His face grew red with shame as he furtively typed in the
extremely personal information. Finishing the form he clicked the
send button, then waited for a response. To his surprise he
received a reply an hour later informing him to report to the
office of Dr. Morbt at the inclosed address between the hours of
eight a.m. to five p.m. Monday through Friday. He glanced at the
clock on the wall and knew he could just make it if he hurried.

At the doctor's office, he soon learned the doctor and her nurse
were a couple of older women that loved to humiliate young boys.
She checked out every inch of his body including the size of his
penis. He remembered the doctor fondling herself, while he stood
naked in front of her. Then her nurse lubricated his penis, and
expertly stroked the shaft stopping, to his frustration, just
before he could cum and measured its overall size.

With the examination completed the doctor said, "If you want me
to send your employer a good report, you're going to be required
to suck our pussies."

"I don't know how?" Timmy confessed.

The doctor laughed at him and told her nurse, "Get him ready for
his first lesson."

The nurse cruelly strapped the naked boy onto the exam table
while the doctor stripped off all her clothes. Doctor Morbt
straddled the confused boy's face and pulled her pussy lips open
wide.

Then she sat down, smothering the frightened boy under her
gigantic ass cheeks and ordered, "Lick me good whore or the nurse
well make you hurt!"

Timmy did not obey, so the doctor nodded to the nurse who began
to squeeze Timmy's balls.

Muffled screams emerged from beneath the Doctor's ass, as the
doctor again ordered, "Suck my pussy, NOW!"

This time Timmy obeyed, spurred on by the nurse who began to suck
and bite down on Timmy's sore balls. After two hours of play,
Timmy was finally allowed to leave.

He sat nervously on the seat as the bus bounced over the hill,
past the outskirts of town, and to an area he had never seen
before. These didn't look like houses, but small universities. He
thought this can't be right. Now, he was on the last leg of his
ordeal, and he wondered if this was a cruel joke. Why would
someone in a mansion hire a bum like me?

In front of what seemed to be the largest of these homes, the bus
stopped and the driver hollered back to him, "Hey, kid. This is
your stop. Are you actually going in there?" he asked.

"I guess so. Why not?" Timmy nervously asked.

"It's none of my business what you do. Come on. Get off. I don't
have all day!" the driver complained.

With no choice, Timmy obeyed and got off the bus. He stood
starving, dejected, and wondering what he had gotten himself
into! As the bus sped off down the lonely, rural road Timmy asked
himself, Now what? As if in response, he heard a horn toot behind
him. Jumping just in time he avoided being hit by a golf cart as
it pulled up. The driver was a large buxom girl whose figure was
poured into the skin tight dress that bulged in all the right
places. "Are you Timmy Smith?" she asked with a smirk.

"Yes, I am," he answered wondering why she wore the sarcastic
grin.

"Smith. Is that really your name or an alias?" she asked as she
laughed.

"It's my name! What of it?" he growled.

"Come over here." she ordered.

When Timmy obeyed the girl slapped him hard across the face!

"Don't get smart with me or I'll have you punished!" she warned.

Timmy began to complain until he remembered that the ad did
mention punishment for disobedience.

"I'm sorry. Please forgive me," he begged.

"I'll think about it. Now get in." she ordered.

The tall athletic girl drove through a large opened gate and took
a short cut across an expansive front lawn that looked more like
a golf course. The short boy looked into the rearview mirror. He
watched the breast of the taller driver bounced like a couple of
wild animals that fought inside her dress, as his cock throbbed
with excitement from the violent movements. She drove him around
to the back and pointed to the servants entrance.

"Go through that door and ask for Miss Tover. She's the one who
will interview you." The girl grabbed him ruffly by the collar
and warned, "I wouldn't get smart with her. Understand!"

"Yes Ma'am. Sorry Ma'am," he pleaded as he hoped she wouldn't
slap him again.

The cart rushed off leaving him alone. He swallowed hard and went
through the door. Inside he was ushered into the presence of a
very stern Miss Tover. She sat at a desk, and did not offer him a
seat. She seemed amused as he fidgeted nervously in her cool
presence. She looked at the report Doctor Morbt had sent as she
mumbled while she read.

Then she finally looked at him and ordered, "Take off all your
clothes."

"W...What did you say," he stammered.

"Do you want the job or not?" she inquired.

"Are you giving me the job?"

"Yes, now strip!"

"Am I to be given a uniform?"

"No, you shall be given a bath. You stink!"

"But, I get a uniform after. Right?"

"There's no uniform."

"I wear street clothes."

"You're very slow, aren't you? You shall serve your employer
naked. Do you want the job?"

"I don't have money enough to get back to the city, and I'm
starving. What am I going to do?"

"I think that should be obvious even to you. Take the job or
starve. At least with this job you don't have to worry about a
dress code," she laughed as she pressed a buzzer.

A moment later a tall young woman wearing a bikini top and short
skirt came in and asked, "Is this him?"

Miss Tover walked around and sat on the front of the desk and
answered, "Yes Mary, this is the one."

Mary sat next to her as Miss Tover ordered Timmy, "Now strip
bitch, and do it very slowly."

As he obeyed, the two women opened their legs and masturbated.
Sitting, they towered over him as he shook with fear.

Once he was naked, Miss Tover ordered, "Lick the cum off my
fingers whore. Now!"

Trembling, Timmy obeyed as Miss Tover smiled arrogantly down at
him. Mary combed her cum soaked fingers through his hair. Then
she painfully grabbed a handful of his long brown locks and
forced him down a hall to a large, open area for mass showers.

Mary quickly stripped and hauled him into the shower after her.
She adjusted the flow until it was warm. She took a large sponge
and made it nice and soapy. Without warning she put him in a head
lock and began to scrub his face with the soapy sponge. Mary was
joined by three other tall and naked women. Two of the women held
his legs wide, while the third attached a leather ball harness
tight around the base of his balls and secured it with a small
pad lock.

"No. Let me go!" Timmy begged.

"If we let you go, you will have to leave. Is that what you
want?" Mary asked.

When the third woman finished her task, Mary jerked Timmy upright
by the hair! A chain hanging from the shower nozzle was clipped
to a metal ring attached to the ball harness which held him in
place like a dog on a leash. His hands were cuffed behind his
back and clipped to a chained that dangled from the ceiling
behind him.

Timmy was tethered between the two chains, and the girls attached
legs spreaders to his ankles leaving his balls and cock totally
vulnerable. When Timmy started to cry they gathered around and
pressed their naked bodies against him.

Smothered by Mary's large breast, he struggled to breathe as she
mockingly asked him, "Is baby going to cry?"

The others laughed.

"Are you going to obey?" Mary asked Timmy.

"Don't make me leave," he pleaded. "I'll obey."

The three girls bent Timmy at the waist and head between Mary's
legs. Mary squeezed her strong thighs together trapping Timmy's
head like a walnut in a nutcracker. Timmy felt Mary erotically
massage her clit against the back of his head, as soapy fingers
slid between his ass cheeks, around his balls, and then up and
down his ten-inch shaft. His teased cock was denied release,
which nearly drove him insane!

Then Mary said, "Girls...we must get him ready to meet the boss."

Timmy was squeaky clean and drenched, much to his disgust, with a
girly perfume. Timmy was taken to another room full of bright
lights, make up, and extremely erotic lingerie. Mary unhand
cuffed Timmy, then the other four girls forcibly strapped Timmy
to a swivel type make up chair in front of a large mirror
surrounded by lights.

Puzzled, Timmy asked, "What are you going to do?"

"We will transform you into a hot looking little sissy boy." Mary
said as she laughed at the look on his face. "Are you going to
submit?"

"No. I'm no sissy." he protested.

"Do you know what that ball harness locked around your balls
does?"

Timmy nervously shook his head no.

"You don't? Let me demonstrate." she said as she produced a
remote and clicked a button.

Instantly, Timmy's back arched in writhing pain that radiated
from his balls and into his groin. A second later the pain was
gone, and Timmy slumped in the chair as he whimpered for mercy.

"Are you willing to become a sissy slave boy for Mistress
Evilynn?"

Timmy did not answer fast enough, so Mary gave him another dose
of pain. Only this time, she left it on. As Timmy jerked and
bucked in convulsive pain he heard loud moaning sounds from the
girls in the room. Through the reflection in the mirror he
watched as they masturbated, then took turns sucking each others
pussies.

Timmy felt the flow of electric current tingle like needles all
over his balls and up his throbbing hard shaft. The head of his
cock had swollen to an enormous size which proved too tempting
for Mary. She vaulted onto the chair that the helpless Timmy was
strapped to and shoved her ass into his face.

Mary forced Timmy to suck her pussy, while she sucked on his
balls and then ran her mouth up and down his stiff, pulsing
shaft. Next, she wrapped her naughty red lips around his all day
sucker and licked off the pre-cum. Timmy moaned in pleasure as
Mary deep throated his astonishing long cock!

Timmy worked his tongue furiously, as he sucked and licked the
juice that squirted from her clit. Then he pressed his lips tight
against her ass hole and sucked as he rammed his very long tongue
through her anus and was surprised to find the soft yummy brown
poop. He allowed his tongue to sink deeper into the brown goo, as
he lingered over the taste.

Mary moaned and squealed with the surprise anal tongue fucking
she was getting as she commanded, "Yes! Harder, whore! Deeper!
DEEPER!"

Inspired by his depravity, she dove down on his cock and worked
her head up and down faster and faster as the pressure grew
inside her mouth. Realizing Timmy was about to cum Mary pulled
her mouth off the boy's swollen cock and started to spank his
balls hard, as he screamed like a little girl. She had acted just
in time. She knew she would be a big trouble with Mistress
Evilynn if she had taken Timmy's virginity! She clicked the
remote off and watched, with relief, as Timmy's cock began to
shrink.

"Why did you stop?" he asked as he cried in frustration.

"We can't play with you until Mistress Evilynn does. You belong
to her. You will be her little boy, or girl as the case may be.
Call her mommy, and she will call you mommy's little boy or girl.
It depends on what she's in the mood for. Are you going to obey?"

"I'll do anything you tell me to Mary." Timmy said as he stared
into Mary's eyes.

"OH NO! He's in love." Mary said as the others laughed.

"It serves you right for sucking on one of Mistress Evilynn's
toys." laughed Becky as she expertly began to apply make up.
Soon, the already long haired Timmy, more closely resembled a
little girl then a boy, with make up that would appeal to the
taste of the most discriminating pervert.

Timmy stared at his new persona in the mirror, with bewilderment.
The face that stared back looked more believable as a little girl
than a boy.

Mary stroked Timmy's huge cock as she proposition him, "If you
agree to do as told and please Mistress Evilynn, then you will
sleep in my bed when Mistress allows it. What do you say baby?
When you aren't sleeping with mommy, you get to sleep with your
big sister. Sound good to you? But, only if you learn to do all
the naughty things that please me. OK, whore. Do we have a deal?"

Timmy nodded with lust, until Becky said, "You might change your
mind and wont to sleep with mommy exclusively when you see her
alarming figure. One of her breast is twice the size of your
head. OH NO, now he looks confused!" Becky deviously laughed.
"Besides, why are you the only one who gets to fuck with baby
brother, Mary?"

"Do you expect me to share!" Mary shouted.

Miss Tover popped her head into the room and asked, "Any problems
here girls?"

"No Miss Tover." the girls replied in unison.

"Then get him ready! Or do you all need to be hung by the arms
and bull whipped?"

"No Miss Tover." the girls replied again in unison.

"And don't forget that I get first dibs on new meat when Mistress
is not using it. Understand girls?"

"Yes Miss Tover." the girls all replied.

When Miss Tover was gone Mary reassured Timmy, "Don't worry about
her. She just likes to make a noise. She plays only with
Mistress, and never with her boys. If makeup is done, he needs to
be dressed." Mary said to Becky, as she asserted her authority.
"I'm your supervisor! Remember! If I want Timmy to be my toy,
then he will be!" Mary said as she slammed Becky against the
wall. "Got it? Now get him dressed!"

Soon, Timmy was wearing small, frilly, red, silk panties. The
panties were crotchless, allowing the excited long cock and balls
the dangle free. On his shapely legs the boy wore shear, black
stockings that were attached to a black, silk garter belt. To top
it off he wore a pair of six inch spiked heels that he found hard
to walk in.

Then Mary put what looked like a diamond studded dog collar round
his neck. It felt snug though not too tight. Then she put
matching cuffs around each wrist. Dangling from each cuff was
stainless steel clips. Each clip snapped onto steel rings hanging
from both sides of the dog collar. Locks were added making it
impossible to release the clips from the collar without a key
making Timmy unable to use his hands.

They laid Timmy face down, and fastened matching cuffs around his
ankles. While bending his legs back from the knees, short chains
were clipped to the ankle cuffs, and the other end of the chains
to a ring on the back of the dog collar leaving Timmy erotically
hogtied on the floor. They pulled his arms behind his back, like
bent chicken wings, and a strong steel pole was fitting through
the openings behind his elbows. A girl took hold of each end of
the pole and lifted Timmy up off the floor and placed each end of
the pole on their shoulders like a yoke.

Now Timmy, still hogtied, dangled by his elbows from the steel
pole as Mary said, "We're done. Let's take him to see Mistress
Evilynn."

Mary and Becky solemnly led the procession down the long marble
hall. Their naked feet echoed ominously from the walls of the
cathedral like corridor, while two tall, strong girls followed
transporting the tiny boy. Timmy hung from a steel rod borne on
the shoulders of the two girls, as he swung painfully between
their nude, muscular bodies.

The frightened Timmy wanted to beg them to let him down, but a
ball gag muffled his screams for help. The gag projected like a
cone into his throat causing him to gag. Drool flowed like slimy
ribbons from Timmy's mouth through a whole in the middle of the
ball gag. His warm saliva flowed down his naked chest onto his
hard shaft and off the tip of his swollen penis.

At the end of the hall stood enormous double doors made of
polished mahogany with two tall, naked girls who acted as
sentries. They immediately opened the doors allowing the
procession to enter unhindered. The hall was massive with tall
ceilings, marble floors, and mirrored walls with ornately gilded
gold frames.

Mistress Evilynn was enthroned at the head of the mirrored hall,
and regally motioned for them to come forward. As they approached
Mistress Evilynn cooly inspected the tiny Timmy that hung
helplessly in pain. Her luscious red lips arched back into a
cruel grin while she enjoyed the agony on Timmy's small face.

"Slave! Suck my pussy!" she ordered.

A naked boy dutifully dropped to his knees before her. She opened
her fur line robe and exposed her voluminous breast, firm abs,
and strong, large round ass, and muscular thighs. Evilynn
casually draped her long, shapely legs over the cushioned arms of
her throne and motioned to the small boy to begin. The slave
boy's face drowned in cum, as he buried his eager small face deep
between her huge pussy lips privileged with the task of
satisfying her cruel lust. She sank back in her seat and moaned,
while her legs jerk with spasms of pleasure, and her mountainous
breast rolled and bounced across her chest like firm jello! She
watched while Timmy was tortured as he hung before her. Her
sadistic laughter filled the hall as Timmy pathetically jerked
and twitched like a bug by his arms as cattle prods repeatedly
jabbed his balls and cock. With each jolt, Timmy's cock became
harder and longer!

While she enjoyed the torture she asked Becky, "How would you
punish Mary? What do you think I should do to her?"

She cooly watched as confusion formed on Mary's face. Becky spent
much of her time fantasizing about getting even with Mary. Now
the opportunity was finally here!

"I would give her two options: Hang her on a cross for a full
eight hours or be my toilet slave for a week!" Becky proudly
suggested.

"That's an excellent suggestion!" Mistress Evilynn praised.
"That's just what I shall do to you, Becky. I am tired of your
disobedience and lazy attitude. Which punishment do you want?
Mary, I owe you a birthday present. Would you enjoy Becky as a
toilet slave or hung from a cross?"

Becky fell prostrate before Mistress Evilynn and pleaded, "Please
Mistress! Forgive me!"

"That's up to Mary" Mistress said.

"May I have anything I want?" Mary asked.

"Yes, you may."

"May I have the new boy as my whore?"

"What about Becky?"

"Let her go with a warning. If she doesn't change, she will
become my permanent toilet slave."

"I will do as you wish, but I get the use of your boy as a pain
slut and whore occasionally."

"Yes Mistress. Will you grant me another request? May I adopt
Timmy as my son?"

"Why would you want to do that?" Mistress asked?

"I've always wanted to fuck my own son," Mary answered.

Mistress Evilynn laughed, "Yes, wicked Mary! Incest is my
favorite also! Every summer when my nephew comes to stay I make
him sleep naked in my bed and smother him with my breast."

Mary and Timmy sat in leather cushioned chairs as the lawyer
explained to Timmy, "By signing this document you not only become
Mary's son, but also her property!"

"A slave? I will become Mary's slave? Is that what you want
Mary?" Timmy asked.

"Yes Timmy. I love you, and I want you to be my son, whore, and
slave boy. Be sure before you sign. This is a life long
commitment," Mary warned. "It can't be changed."

"I never belonged to anyone before. I never had parents, no
family, friends, or a home. I've always been alone and no one
cares about me. Now I live in a mansion full of big sisters and a
mommy who wants to fuck me! I want to be your son and your whore
Mary," Timmy said as he carefully signed the document. "There! It
is done!"

"Now you're mommy's little baby boy," Mary said.

"Will I sleep in your bed mommy?" Timmy asked.

"Yes, and Mommy will rape her little boy every chance she gets."

"When will you rape me mommy?"

"Tonight baby. Mommy will rape you tonight! Now come to mommy."

Mary picked Timmy up and held him in her arms like a baby and
said, "Suck on my tits and drink mommy's milk. That's a good
boy!"

Timmy satisfied his empty stomach with Mary's warm milk and fell
asleep in her arms.

In the morning Timmy woke up from a deep sleep. He slept soundly
through the night after drinking mommy's milk. Timmy was
disappointed, for he realized mommy had not raped him last night.
He looked up into the mirrored ceiling and saw his small body, as
he lay naked in a sea of silk sheets, comforters, and down filled
pillows that covered a bed well beyond king size. Timmy watched
his excited cock grow and throb as he wondered what mommy would
do to him today!

"Maybe she will rape me," he hoped.

He looked around mommy's bedroom and noticed the ten-foot walls
were mirrored from floor to ceiling. He also marveled at how big
and luxurious it was. Timmy heard a noise coming from another
room and timidly went to see whether it were his sexy new mommy.
The door stood open, so he went in to investigate. Mary sat on a
toilet seat mounted over a cramp cage that held Becky whose
upturned face was busy licking the pee and poop from Mary's
perfectly shaped ass. Mary delightedly squealed as Becky
fervently dug deep into Mary's ass.

"Good morning my little baby boy whore. Give mommy a wet kiss,"
she said as she sensually licked her large red lips with her long
snake like tongue.

Lust for mommy drew the mesmerized Timmy irresistibly to her
yummy evil lips, mountainous breast, large round ass, narrow firm
waist, and bulging muscles that rippled sensuously when she
moved. He was so hot for mommy that he forgot the caged Becky who
serviced Mary's ass and pussy. Mary drew little Timmy into her
strong arms and sucked his mouth violently, as her long serpent
tongue slithered far down his throat! She moaned in incestuous
pleasure of Timmy's mouth, while she drove her tongue deeper into
her little boy's throat.

Mary listened with sadistic pleasure, as her little baby boy
gagged and coughed while her tongue dove deeper into his throat.
Timmy's eyes rolled back into his head, as he struggled to
breathe. He felt his mommy's strong hand methodically stroke his
cock and felt the blood pounding in his ears and up his excited
bulging shaft. He felt a delicious terror growing within him as
he uselessly struggled to break free from Mary's muscular arm and
vice like grip. Mary alternately flattened then blocked her
baby's airway with her tongue allowing just enough air to keep
him conscious and alive as she stroke the head of his hot swollen
meat.

"Don't fight it baby. Trust mommy. My baby must suffer if he
wants to cum," she said while her beautiful face flushed with
demonic inspiration. "Suffer for mommy," she urged then drove her
tongue sadistically down his throat again blocking his airway!

Timmy obeyed his horny mommy, open his mouth wide in total
submission, and gave his tiny body willingly to her deprave
desire. He welcomed a chance to please his sexy, wicked mommy as
he felt light headed, his face began to tingle, and the delight
of sensual evil as it took control of his mind, body, and spirit.
Just as he would pass out, mommy removed her long wet tongue from
his mouth, while warm saliva dripped onto his naked chest.

Immediately, her strong arms held him up side down like a
pathetic rag doll. She eyed his cock like a predator, as it
bobbed up and down in-line with her sensual face. Then, with her
cum hungry mouth she sucked violently on his cock, sucking his
balls in as well like a praying mantis devouring her prey. His
legs and arms jerked helplessly about in an erotic spasm and pain
as he moaned in delightful terror. His head felt as if it had
exploded as waves of pleasure nearly killed him! Timmy's hot,
liquid lust shot into her hungry mouth, while she, like a cum
connoisseur, savored, and licked every drop! Mary pulled a cord
to summon the servants.

While mommy greedily licked her lips of Timmy's cum she said,
"Mommy gave her little baby boy all her milk. Now mommy must milk
Timmy of all his cum."

When the servants came Mary ordered, "Get my baby boy dressed in
pretty little undies. I must milk his cock this morning."

"Well you want him hung Ma'am?" a servant asked.

"Yes," Mary answered.

"By the arms or neck," a servant asked.

"Um, the neck would be fun. I want my baby boy to suffer for
mommy."

"Please mommy. No! Did I do something wrong?" Timmy cried.

"No baby, you're perfect. Timmy must learn to please mommy. Obey
me!"

Soon, Timmy was wearing small, frilly, red, silk, crotchless
panties. The boy wore shear, black stockings attached to a black,
silk garter belt, and six inch spiked heels.

Confused, Timmy watched the servants roll a table over Mary's
lap, then locked the casters so the table would not move.

"Up on the table," Mary ordered him.

The frightened Timmy obeyed as he awkwardly struggled to stand in
high heels. As he stood on the table, he noticed his cock bobbed
very close to Mary's mouth. Next, the servants handcuffed his
hands behind his back, then put leg spreaders around his ankles
making it even more difficult to stand. A ball gag that projected
down his throat caused him to gag. A noose was lowered from a
pulley mounted to the ceiling and put around Timmy's neck, while
he was forced to stand on his toes. The noose was made not to
tighten around Timmy's neck, but it caused him to experience a
strangling sensation when he was not standing on his toes.

"Now mommy can listen to her little baby boy suffer while she
drains his cock of yummy, hot cum," Mary gloated.

Mary placed her strong hands on Timmy's sweaty thighs. She smiled
with pleasure as she felt her baby boy tremble with fear. Her
eyes glazed over with lust as she watched him struggle to stay on
his toes.

"Let's make it harder. Hang weights from his balls!"

The servants hung very heavy weights from Timmy's balls, and Mary
watched delightedly as Timmy's leg muscles shook as he strained
to stay up on his toes. Soon, fatigue forced his heels down
causing him to strangle as the noose pulled tightly against his
throat. Then he struggled back onto his toes allowing him to
breathe again. Repeatedly he became tired and was forced to
strangle again and again.

Mommy's pussy grew wet as she listened serenely to Timmy's
suffering while she continuously sucked on his cock bringing her
baby boy to climax repeatedly as she steadily milked him of
nearly all his cum. Mary knew Timmy had one load of cum left.

"Let's have some fun. Unlock the casters on the table," Mary
ordered.

Mary leaned back on her seat and put one foot on each corner of
the table. Slowly she rolled the table back, as she watched the
terrified Timmy struggle to stay on top of the table. She
continued to play her wicked game with Timmy as Becky furiously
raked her tongue across Mary's clit. As Mary climaxed, Timmy's
demonic mommy kicked the table out from under Timmy and watched
him hang by the neck. Then Mary furiously sucked Timmy's stiff
cock as he hung helplessly by the neck and kicked his feet about.
While she sucked Timmy was lowered to the floor. As he lay dazed,
Timmy moaned as his last load shot into his evil mommy's mouth.

Mommy stroked Timmy's head as she lay beside him on the bed and
asked, "Did you enjoy that baby?"

"Yes Mommy. May I have your tongue down my throat again?" Timmy
asked.

"Later baby. Mommy has something new to try!" said Mary. "I hope
you know how to fight."

"Boxing?"

"No, baby. Wrestling."

"Who will I have to wrestle?" Timmy asked a little shaken.

"Just a girl," Mary answered with a sly look.

"A big girl like you?" Timmy nervously asked.

"No, baby. One a little smaller than you," Mary explained.

Timmy watched as a wicked smile formed on mommy's sexy mouth and
wondered why.

end part 4 (more to come)


  
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