Intruders

Sue and Dirk Bentle were a happily married couple in their thirties living just twenty minutes outside Amative City. They had three kids, all boys. Dirk Jr. was the oldest at twelve followed by eight year old Eddy. The youngest was three month old Arnie who slept in his parents room in his crib. They didn't have many neighbors. The nearest house was five miles away. They lived a relatively quiet life out in the country. That is until the day of this story. It had been a normal day which wound down in the normal way. When bedtime came Sue kissed the kids goodnight and made sure Arnie was secure in his crib before joining her husband in bed where they soon faded off to sleep.

Then next thing Sue knew she was staring up into darkness. She had been awakened by a cold breeze flowing over her. She looked over to see that the window was open and the moon was shining through it. She went cold inside as her eyes adjusted and she could see a dark figure standing next to Arnie's crib. It wasn't Dirk. He was still beside her.

Before she could think of anything to do the light was switched on. What it revealed made Sue cry out in terror, waking her husband. A person dressed completely in black stood hold her baby, a knife glittering in their hands. Another black clad intruder stood next to the bedroom door where they had switched on the light. Both figures wore black ski masks.

"I wouldn't try anything," the figure next to the door said. The voice gave him away as a man. "Wouldn't want anything to happen to the sweet thing."

Dirk was now wide awake as well. He growled, "What do you want?" as he gathered Sue into his arms.

The one holding Arnie came closer to the bed. Sue could tell from the figure's shape and movement that it was a woman. Her voice clinched it as she demanded, "We want you to do exactly as we say, without resisting."

"Alright, alright!" Dirk agreed, "We'll do anything! Just, please, don't hurt our son!"

The woman smiled, "That's the idea. You do as we say and the baby doesn't get too hurt. Oh I don't think we'd need to kill him, but I have no problem torturing a baby. Just so you understand."

Tears spilled down Sue's cheeks as she assured the intruders, "Please! Don't hurt my baby! We'll obey! We will."

The man chuckled, "We'll see."

"Take whatever you want." Dirk offered.

"We're not here to steal..." the man said.

Sue felt that cold feeling again, "What...?"

The woman grinned, "We're here to have fun with you and your family."

"What!" Dirk said angrily.

"I don't like your tone," the woman frowned. Her fingers slid up around Arnie's throat and started to squeeze.

"STOP!" Sue cried.

Arnie gurgled, his face turned red and then purple as he wriggled, trying to breath.

"Please! I'm sorry! We said we'll do anything you want!" Dirk begged.

The woman smiled, "That's better." Her fingers relaxed and Arnie gasped for breath. His eyes fluttered as he sank into unconsciousness.

"First," the man said with authority, "I want you two to kneel on the bed, Sue in front of Dirk."

As they complied Sue asked fearfully, "How do you know our names?"

The man smiled, "We've been watching you for awhile. We know the house and grounds better than you do. Now I want the two of you to strip. Completely."

Sue wept as she slid off her pajamas. She was a lovely woman with long wavy blond hair, innocent blue eyes, and a curvacious figure with motherly hips and heavy, milk laden breasts. Behind her Dirk grit his teeth as he also stripped. He wasn't muscular, but he wasn't out of shape either. His stomach was flat without any abs showing. His hair curved around his face in soft brunette waves that set off his dark eyes. He held her to him and Sue could feel his semi hard cock rest against the curve of her back. She didn't think to wonder about why he was getting hard right now. She just blushed as the two intruders openly ran their eyes over them.

"Now Sue," the man commanded, "bend over like you were about to get fucked doggie style. And Dirk, get your self completely hard by humping your wife's rump."

The couple complied. They could do little else while the woman held their baby. Sue's tears dripped onto the sheets as Dirk slid his cock back and forth over her ass. It wasn't long before he was thick and hard, his shaft wedged longways in her crack. As they were doing this, the man continued to give them instructions.

"From here on in both of you will address me as Master. And the evil woman holding your baby will be addressed as Mistress. If you slip up on that, Arnie will pay. You might as well resign yourselves to the fact that tonight you will be used harshly and forced to do things that will horrify you. You will be raped and you will rape, not only each other, but your children as well."

Sue sobbed loudly into the matress as Dirk gripped her hips and slid his hard dick over her bum, leaving precum trails all over it. Suddenly, his cock was no longer there. She turned her head to look back as she her husband cried out in surprise. Her mouth dropped open as she saw the man now standing next to the bed, his hand around Dirk's shaft, stroking it. She got another shock as he pulled her husband in for a forced kiss, their lips meeting in an open, tongue filled union. They kissed for a few moments before the man calling himself their Master broke it and gave Dirk an order. "Dirk, fuck your wife."

Sue quivered as Dirk answered, "Yes, Master." She groaned into the sheets as her husband's cock split her pussy lips open and slid inside her. She couldn't believe how eager he seemed, nor how little he had resisted that kiss.

"Fuck yes, Baby, finger his ass!" Sue gasped in shock as she heard the Mistress' words. Looking back she could see the Master's hand hidden behind Dirk but little else. The flushed look on Dirk's face, though, was enough to tell her that his anus was indeed being violated. She buried her face in the mattress as the speed of Dirk's thrusts increased, eliciting moans from her lips. Hearing the door open she looked up again to see that the Master had stepped away and was now standing with his hand on the knob.

"Dirk. You're going to call the rest of the family in now. I can see their doors from here and they're open. Call them now if you love Arnie."

Sue bit her lip as her husband called out in a loud voice, "Junior! Eddy! We need you in our bedroom right now boys!"

He had to call a couple more times before the boys stumbled, bleary eyed into the room. They froze just inside the door as they glimpsed the state that their parents were in. Their eyes wide and mouths open in shock, they failed to notice as the door closed behind them. It took them a moment to even realize that there were stranger's in the room.

"Like the way your parents look, boys?" the Master asked.

The boys both started at the sound of his voice. They look at the two intruders, confusion plain on their face.

Dirk tried to speak calmly, though it was hard with his cock buried all the way inside his wife, and his sons looking on. "Boys, we have to do exactly as the man and lady say. They have Arnie, so do as they say or they'll hurt your brother." Fear started to creep into the boy's faces as the rules were explained to them. They stood and watched as their dad continued to fuck their mom. Their eyes glued to the sight of her breasts swaying beneath her body, and his wet cock sliding in and out of her. After awhile the Master stopped them.

"I think it's time to let Junior see another side of you, Dirk." He said. "Sue, get off the bed. Kneel on the floor next to your boys."

As Sue complied, the Master got onto the bed. She watched in shock as he pushed Dirk into the same position she had been in and then pulled a long, hard cock from his pants. The boys and mother gasped as the Master spread Dirk's ass cheeks and pushed the head off his cock inside. Sue covered her mouth with her hand as she heard her husband moan as he was entered. He didn't curse, groan, or show any discomfort other than an embarrassed blush. He moaned from pleasure and she could see his cock twitch in reaction beneath him. The Master slid all the way in him before pulling back out, building a rhythm as their hips moved together.

Sliding his fingers through Dirk's hair, the Master pulled his head up and growled at him, "I think you have a few confessions to make, Dirk boy. Answer truthfully, is this the first cock you've had in your ass?"

A sob escaped Sues lips as her husband turned beet red and shook his head no.

"Have you had a lot of cocks in there?"

Dirk nodded.

"Who's was the first?"

Dirk breathed heavily as he answered, "My dad's..."

"Daddy Bentle?!" Sue gasped in disbelief.

The Master let go of Dirks hair, "Explain to your wife, Dirk. Tell her how you became a sissy boy."

Dirk looked over at his wife. His breathing was ragged as he explained because the Master continued to fuck him as he told the story. "He got to me when I was six. Mom had died and he said he need somebody to see to his needs. He used me until I was old enough to move out. He didn't have to worry about me telling anybody after that. He knew I liked it. My dad turned me gay, Sue. I like girls too, but the things he had me do as a child changed me. Oh, Sue! The Master's cock in my ass makes me remember. Remember the way it felt with Daddy."

Sue couldn't believe what she was hearing or seeing. The two men moaned in unison as they fucked. Dirk not only took the fucking, but used his ass to squeeze the Master's shaft.

"Honey, don't..." Sue begged, not wanting to believe it.

"Dirk, I believe there's more for you too confess," the Master commanded. "Remember, I've been watching you for a long time now. I know what goes on when your wife goes to town."

"No, please Master, don't make me! Please," Dirk whimpered.

"Honey...what's he talking about?" Sue asked, fear clutching her belly.

"Show her, slave," the Master ordered.

Dirk groaned and gave in. "Eddy, son, come here and show your mother...what I taught you."

Sue looked over to her eight year old son. He was shivering and looking guilty.

"It's OK, son," Dirk moaned as the cock slid all the way inside him.

Sue's lower lip quivered as she watched her son make his way shyly to the bed. She was silent as he pulled off his clothes and slid onto the bed. She was quiet as he kissed his daddy. Not a child's kiss but a kiss like the one that Dirk had shared with the Master. She silently shook as her little boy slid under his daddy as he was being fucked and let his daddy fold him into a lover's embrace.

A wracking sob escaped her throat as she finally screamed, "How could you! Our baby! Eddie! Dirk, why! How could you, you bastard!"

Dirk gave her a sad look, "I tried to hold back, Honey. I really did. I managed to restrain myself with Junior, but after so many years it never got easier. And when the boys split into their own rooms it was so easy. I couldn't resist anymore. Honey, I needed him. So one night when you were off to visit your folks with Junior and Eddy had to stay home with a cold...I...I started to train him. Like my father trained me."

Sue remembered, "That weekend?! He was four, Dirk! You've been raping our son for four years?!"

She looked over at Junior. He looked as shocked and stunned as she did. She turned red though, as she saw his eyes flicker to wander over her body. She tried to cover herself with her arms as his gaze took in her breasts.

"Drop those arms, slut!" the Mistress ordered as she came up next to Junior, still holding Arnie. "Let your boy look at his mommy."

Sue reluctantly obeyed, letting her son look at her heavy, round melons. The Mistress held Arnie in one arm while her other snaked around Junior's shoulder.

"You like you mommy like this, boy?"

Junior shook his head but kept looking at Sue's tits.

The Mistress smiled, "If you don't like it, why don't you look away? I think you do like it. I think you'd like to touch her. Do you? Be honest."

Junior mumbled in a small voice, "...Yes...I guess I want to..."

"Then go ahead. Grab a couple handfuls of your slut mommy's tits."

"Junior...no..." Sue whimpered as her twelve year old boy took a melon in each hand and squeezed. His small hands squeezing and rubbing her even softer flesh played havoc with her thought processes. A girlish moan from the direction of the bed made them turn to see Eddy sitting at the head of the bed with his dad's head buried between his legs. Tears fell down her cheeks as Sue watched Dirk's mouth completely surround their son's sex and give him a good suck.

"Mmm, you brother's having a good time, Junior," the Mistress said huskily as she laid Arnie down on the floor and knelt behind the oldest brother. Her hands snaked around him, fingers slipping inside the elastic of his pajama bottoms and pulling down to reveal a five inch, surprisingly thick boy cock standing at attention.

Sue whimpered as she watched the Mistress stroke her son's hard cock. Her hands roaming over his body as she whispered encouragements into his ear. Her heart thudded in her ears as her eyes met the Mistress' and the other woman smirked at her, enjoying her emotional pain.

"Sue," the Mistress purred, "I want you to give your boy his first blow job. Bend over and suck his cock, slave."

Sue whimpered in protest but then Junior piped in, "Yeah, Mom! Please! I want to fuck your mouth like they do in the pornos."

Defeated, Sue bent over, knowing she had no choice. Getting down close to her son's crotch, she gave his member a lick. Junior moaned as his mom cleaned his shaft before sliding her lips over the tip and swallowing. Sue felt his fingers slide into her hair and pull her further onto his meat. She looked up to see her Mistress still fondling him, uttering dirty things into his young ear.

"That's right Junior, fuck your mommy's mouth. Don't be gentle. Used her slutty mouth as hard as you want. You know you mom's a filthy whore."

Junior's lips twisted into a smile as he bucked his hips, making his mom gag.

Mistress purred into his ear, "You're a little stud aren't you. How'd you like to have your first pussy? You want to fuck your mommy's cunt, you little perv?"

Sue choked as her son's strokes became even more exited. A cold terror formed in her belly at her Mistress' words. For the past few months she had been finding evidence that Junior had hit puberty hard. He had been caught sneaking Dirk's porn collection, he was spending more time in the showers than was normal, and worst of all she had found crusty leftovers on his sheets and blankets. If he fucked her now, he could very easily knock her up.

She could think of no way out of it, though, Junior pulled out of her mouth. She only managed a few grateful breaths before Mistress had her in the doggie position again. This time with her son lining his boyish cock up behind her. As he drove into her, she let loose a despondent wail at the same time he moaned in triumph over losing his virginity. He started to pump her in a jerky rhythm. Each thrust accentuated by a sob from her lips as tears streamed down her cheeks. She was forced to watch as her Mistress started to disrobe. First, kicking out of her shoes and then stripping off her black pants and socks. As she raised her shirt up to rest above her breasts, Sue was treated to the sight of an extremely curvacious figure as the woman sat in front of her with her legs spread. Sue blushed as her Mistress stuck a couple fingers into her exposed and dripping cunt as she watched her get fucked.

"You're a dirty bitch letting your boy fuck you like that," Mistress moaned as she masturbated.

"Please!" Sue begged, "Make him stop! He's going to cum and then..."

Mistress smirked, "Then you'll have a baby in you."

Sue nodded.

"A deformed, bastard baby, probably."

Sue whimpered pathetically.

"Sue are you my slave?" Mistress asked almost casually, "My bitch? I think we can agree that you have to do anything I say, right?"

Sue nodded dejectedly.

Mistress grinned as she reached over and scooped up Arnie from the floor as he was just coming around again, "Good! Then you'll have to kneel there getting bred while watching me do nasty things to your baby."

"Nooooooo!!!!" Sue screamed. She didn't move, however. Obediently, she watched as her Mistress brought fingers dripping with pussy juice to Arnie's lips and let him suck them greedily. He didn't get it that easy for long, though, before Mistress slid her wet hand down to his rump. Sue watched in whimpering agony as the woman's finger tip wriggled at Arnie's incredibly small anus. He gave out with a wail as her digit finally pried him open and speared inside. She worked her finger back and forth as his infant screams filled the room.

On the bed, Eddie was once again underneath his daddy as Dirk continued to be ass reamed by his Master. Eddie gazed up at his daddy, a tear falling down his cheek as he begged, "Please, Daddy don't! It hurt's every time you do that." Dirk had his eight year old son's legs splayed to either side as he spread his tiny ass cheeks, thumbs inserted into a very moist bum hole pulling it open.

Dirk leaned down and moaned as he brushed his lips over his son's forehead, "Don't worry, baby. You'll get used to it eventually and then you'll love it just as much as daddy does." This was all the comfort he gave as he pressed the tip of his rock hard cock into Eddie's hole. Sliding his thumbs out as the boy's ass sucked tight around his shaft and moving his hands to Eddie's hips for a better grip as he jerked up inside. Eddie let out a loud sobbing cry as he turned his head to the side and tried to take the fucking. His daddy gripped him by his hips and sunk into his ass, moaning in pleasure as he cried in pain.

On the floor Arnie wasn't able to do much screaming as Mistress covered his mouth with her's as his mommy watched. Sue knelt, tears running down her cheeks as she watched her infant son's ass getting fucked by two of her Mistress' fingers. Junior was watching too, with his cock buried all the way inside his mom.

"Oh Mom," he breathed, "Arnie's getting treated just like you! I can't believe it. I know it's wrong Mom, but I can't help it. You feel so good! And watching Arnie is just..."

"So wrong." Sue whimpered looking back at her son, "You like watching your little brother get raped, Junior? He's just a baby."

He moaned as he moved inside her, "I know, Mom...Yeah, I do. I like seeing him get raped. I like raping you too."

Sue's cheeks glistened with her tears, "Then fuck me, Junior. Fuck me hard and make me cum. Give me a baby. You're all monsters."

Junior took his mother at her word and slammed his cock in hard and fast. Sue hadn't noticed before that the Master had detached himself from her husband's ass, leaving Dirk alone to defile Eddie to his heart's content. She noticed now as the masked man knelt beside her Mistress as she finger the wailing baby. Sue's eyes were drawn to his long, thick rod that bobbed and glistened in front of him. With cold certainty, she knew what was coming.

"No," she whispered hoarsely, "That's too much! Please, don't do that! I'll do anything!"

Her Mistress smiled at her coldly, "All I want you to do is watch, cum slut."

Sue's single, prolonged wail drowned out all other sound as Arnie was lowered over the Master's cock. His infant legs jerked as the bulbous head prodded at his partially open rear. Dirk and Junior stopped thrusting as everyone watched the unbelievable scene. The Master held Arnie by the waist as the Mistress used her finger tips to spread apart his tiny hole, working more and more of the thick, meaty tool inside him. Arnie screamed like a banshee until the mushroom head of the Master's cock finally burst inside him, at which point he lost consciousness.

Sue gazed in paralyzed silence as her baby's ass was invaded by the Master, his meat sliding a little more inside each time he jerked Arnie up and down. Blood dripped down the man's shaft and covered his balls as the Mistress help him fuck the helpless tiny form. Sue's gaze was finally jerked away from the horrific sight by the soft cry of her next youngest son. She looked over to see Eddie moaning and whimpering as his daddy pumped his girlish little rump. Something inside her snapped as she saw her husband watch the sick deflowering of their youngest child with obvious lust. A look of hunger on his face as he suddenly grunted and spewed ropes of cum into an eight year old rectum.

She started to grind back against Junior, milking his cock. He responded by slamming hard and fast against her, grunting an ecstatic cry coming from his lips as he came, spewing his boy cum inside her womb. Glaring back at him, she lifted off his dripping wet cock.

“Happy now, Junior? Your filthy cum is inside me and I'll probably have a bastard baby now.”

“Yes, Mommy...” He at least had the decency to look abashed.

Her Mistress left the side of the Master and made her way over to the angrily confused and distraught mother. Kneel beside Sue, she rubbed their bodies together and whispered into her ear, “You know you won't get pregnant unless you cum too. Would you like to cum, whore?”

Sue could only whimper as she was pushed onto her back, her Mistress crawling on top of her. She moaned as she came face to face with a wet, dripping pussy. She knew what she was supposed to do, so she leaned in and ran her tongue over the slit making the other woman gasp. Above her, the Mistress removed her shirt and ski mask revealing dark, short cropped hair before burying her own face into Sue's snatch. Sue's breathing became hard as the woman expertly licked and slurped up her juices, bringing her dangerously close to joining her eggs with her son's sperm. Her gaze was drawn up as she heard the Master give a long growling groan as he emptied his balls into her three month old son's ass. The sight of cum spilling out around the man's cock to flow down Arnie's bloody legs was too much for her. Her thighs gripped her mistress' head and she screamed bloody murder as she came hard.

She lay gasping as her Mistress rolled off of her. Dirk lay on the bed with Eddie cradled in his arms, their eight year old's tear streaked face oddly content. Junior had crawled onto the bed as well, and lay with an expression that was part awe and part shock at what had happened. Sue looked up to see the Master return an unconscious and damaged Arnie to his crib.

“I might have known it was you, Prudence,” she heard Dirk groan. He looked over to the Master, “And that means it's you too, Gary.”

The Master grinned and pulled off his mask revealing a handsome thirtyish man with chocolate brown hair speckled with gray. “Your dad sent us. Figured it was about time his grand kids were broken in.”

Dirk groaned again, an angry tone coming into his voice, “He's always been too controlling. I was fine with the way things are. Eddie was satisfying me very well. I didn't need his involvement.”

Gary still grinned, “Well he didn't know that. You two don't keep in touch very well anymore. I doubt it would have mattered if did anyway. You know him.”

“I do know my dad,” Dirk growled, “Which is why I haven't kept in contact with him.”

Just enough energy was returning to Sue's body to make her body shake uncontrollably. She curled up on the floor, her tears turning into gasping sobs as she cried out, “What are you talking about, Dirk! You know th-these two?! Oh fuck! I-I can't believe what's happened! You've been raping Eddie. Junior just knocked me up. And I...I came...I came while watching...”

Suddenly her family was beside her, Dirk held in his arms and the boys hugged her. Dirk smoothed her hair back and shushed her, “It'll be alright, Honey. Arnie's going to be alright, his rectum will need some time to heal, but he won't die. Gary and Pru are old friends. Gary and I were friends in school and dad trained him like he trained me. Everything will be alright, I promise.”

“But I-I came...I'm a horrible person.”

“Shhh, Honey, why do you think I married you? You're sweet and simple and you don't think into stuff too much. Now, you came to Arnie getting his ass fucked by a stranger. That means you liked it doesn't it?”

Sue shrugged and nodded.

“Then don't think about it to much. Just enjoy the life you'll have from now on. You always have been my sweet little fuck slave, Sue. Just give yourself to that.”

Sue wept and clung to her husband in despair. She had always known she wasn't that smart and had been willing to let Dirk take care of the complicated stuff. But this...this she wasn't sure about. She knew it was wrong. She knew she should resist. She should fight back.

But as much as she knew what she should do, she didn't resist as Junior slid his boy cock into her mouth once more for her to suck.

Mistress Maid - Chapter 1 Marge Makes A Slave

Chapter 1:  Marge Makes a Slave


    Marge looked at her naked form in the small mirror of her small room.  She didn’t like what she saw.  All 384 lbs. of fat hung from her body in misshaped curves that were not at all flattering.  At least she thought so and apparently the men did too.  Why else would she still be a virgin at the frightening age of thirty-three?  It wasn’t just her weight, either.  Her face was horribly plain and if it wasn’t for the seemingly perpetual scowl on it, people would describe her visage as bland and unintelligent.  As if not many thoughts passed through her head. 
    But they did.  Oh, many did.
    Marge worked as a maid for the Stanton family.  The Stanton’s were wealthy people with only one eight year old boy in the family, Toby Stanton.  The Stanton’s paid Marge well, for not only did she clean the house, but she served as a 24/7 babysitter for Toby.  Sometimes for weeks or months on end, whenever Edward and Carolyn Stanton decided to go on extended vacations and business trips and couldn’t be bothered to look after their eight-year-old son.  Marge was the perfect maid and babysitter.  She followed orders to the letter, had no social life, and hardly ever went anywhere outside the Stanton’s large house, excluding necessary errands, of course.
    The Stanton’s trusted Marge completely, but little did they know that the 33-year-old virgin was tired of pleasing herself every night and had been taking steps to find herself a lover that was easily controlled.  For months she had been slipping sweet little Toby male enhancing drugs in his sodas and meals.  The mother and father hadn’t even become suspicious at their baby boy’s increasingly large and unnatural package, since they were never home and hardly ever paid attention to their son.   After all it was the maid’s job to look after him, wasn’t it?  And sweet little Toby never knew any different.  He just thought that his wee wee was supposed to be that size.
    Tonight though, Marge was ready to bring her plan to the next level.  The Stanton’s had left earlier that day on one of their extended vacations.  This one was supposed to last for an entire month and Marge intended to have their young son well-trained by then. 
    Squeezing slowly into the sluttiest outfit she had(a black cupless corset with a g-strap, dark stockings, and tiny black x’s of tape that covered her nipples), Marge then pulled on her regular maid outfit over it.  Stalking downstairs, Marge soon found little Toby sitting enraptured in front of his videogames.  Toby was a sweetheart, always willing to please, he was very pliant and always obeyed his babysitter.  Marge started right in.
    “Toby dear, I need you to come over here to the couch,” she said in an uncharacteristically pleasant voice.
    Looking up Toby grinned, “Sure Margie,” obediently he shut off his videogame and came to her.
    Marge smiled down at him, “Good boy, now bend over the arm of the couch like a good little slut.”
    Toby’s eyes widened nervously at what she had called him, but being a good obedient boy as he was raised, he bent forward over the couch arm raising his tiny bum into the air.
    Marge smiled down at him, lust gleaming in her eyes, “At last!” she moaned as she placed a greedy hand on his rump and began to squeeze.
    Toby shifted nervously, “Margie…what are you doing?”
    “Shut up you little bitch, and do as I say.”  Marge snarled as she gripped his gym shorts and pulled.  Toby gasped as his tiny ass was bared.  He was confused by what his babysitter was doing.  She had never acted like this before.
    Moaning lewdly, Marge laid each of her hands onto a bare ass cheek and rubbed.  Toby whimpered as she explored his bum, sliding her fingers along his crack, squeezing softly and then harder, kneading the bubbly butt enthusiastically.  It was her first ass even if it was a young boy’s. 
    Toby squealed in protest as Marge dipped a finger into his anus, poking through into the warmth of his insides, “Ow! Please Margie!  What are you doing?  Stop! I’m gonna tell Mommy!”
    That angered Marge a little, even though she had a whole month in which to train him, Marge didn’t want her little slave thinking like that.  With a viscous thrust she poked her finger in all the way adding a second digit to widen him up, “Oh really?  Now you listen here you little prick!  You even think of tattling to your mommy or daddy and I’ll fuck you up so bad you’ll never be able to get out of bed.  You’ll be the sick, cripple boy whom no one wants to play with and whose parents wish they could get rid of him somehow.  You understand me?”
    Toby nodded, his ass full of griping, wriggling fingers.  He sobbed into the couch pillow as he felt like he needed to poop but couldn’t with Marge’s fingers up there.  Marge smiled at her new obedient slave and mercifully pulled out.  Toby sighed in relief as his asshole returned to it’s normal size. 
    “Stand up and face me now, Toby,”   Marge said.
    As he obeyed Marge knelt in front of him.  Before her eyes wagged the monster she had been growing over the last several months.  Toby’s overly large cock hung between his legs a good nine inches.
    And it was hard.
    Marge looked up at Toby, her eyes twinkling knowingly, “You filthy slut!  You liked being raped, didn’t you?!”
    Toby shook his head and denial, tears letting his baby soft cheeks, “N-no.”
    Marge grinned lewdly at him,  “You can’t lie to me, cumrag.  The evidence is right here,” she said as she reached forward and took hold of his dangling member.
    Toby gasped as her hand squeezed cruelly, jerking up and down as she verbally abused him, “It’s such a filthy little prick, Toby.  I mean what a disgusting little boy you are to be getting thoughts that give you a rod like this.  It looks so thick and yummy, I’m just going to have to try it!”
    Marge leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the little boys cock with a hungry moan.  Toby cried as she slurped away at the head, sticking her fat tongue down its peehole widening it out.  Toby wept pathetically, his feelings hurt at what his trusted and loved babysitter was doing to him.  Marge moaned around her first cock, enjoying the act of betrayal almost as much as she was the taste of his precum. 
    Wait, she thought, precum?  Boys his age shouldn’t be able to have precum, should they?  Maybe the enhancing drugs were more effective than she first realized.  She’d have to check the bottle later.  Or talk to the manufacturers.  They were called Scandia Pharmaceuticals, or something like that.  If his system had been changed enough so that he could produce sperm… She had just started ovulating…  He might make her pregnant…
    Marge moaned at the thought and thrust her head down onto her little victim’s head, burying his cock deep in her throat.
    Despite his efforts, Toby felt his cock responding, it felt good and he couldn’t stop it.  Suddenly, Marge stopped and pulled his cock out of her mouth with a loud pop.  Toby watched bewildered as she turned around and got into a kneeling position with her fat ass pointed at him, her fat tits pressed against the rough carpet. 
    “Ok stud,”  Marge cooed, pulling her g-strap down, freeing her fat butt cheeks before she lifted her maid’s skirt to reveal her bare cunt to him, “Put that thing in my pussy and give me a good fuck.”
    Toby just stared at her, a little scared, and a lot confused.
    Marge sighed in frustration, “Come Toby!  Put your wee wee into my cunt!  You know that hole below my asshole right in front of you!”
    Toby gulped, “Y-you want me to….do it….to you?”
    Marge grinned back at him over her shoulder, “Now you’re gettin’ it Toby!  Give me a good fuck!”
    Puzzled, Toby, nevertheless, obeyed and lined his young ten year old cock up with his babysitter’s pussy.  Pushing forward, he heard Marge cry out as he burst through her virginity.  He stop uncertainly.
    Marge grunted, “Don’t you stop little cunt!  Fuck your mistress!  Do as I say!!”
    Toby gulped nervously again and started moving once more.  He thrust all the way in wincing as Marge groaned loudly.
    “Oh god!  You’re so big!” She moaned as she made an effort to squeeze his big cock with her stretched cunt.  As she did Toby let a whimper slip.  It felt both painful and pleasuring  as she gripped him tight.  Her hole was so tiny for such an obese body.
    “Keep going,”  she moaned lost in the sensation of being filled.  Her first cock and it was so thick, even if it was wielded by such a tiny body.
    Toby obeyed and began to saw in and out of his rapist, too afraid not to comply.  Besides it was starting to feel good.  After a bit he felt her pushing back, her fat buttocks wrapping around his slim hips as they met at each thrust.  Faster and faster they went, Marge’s folds quivering as Toby lost himself in this new feeling.  Toby forgot, momentarily, that he was being molested, and gave himself to the feeling of all that flesh gripping his cock tight, slipping over it wetly, making slurping sounds as her pussy milked his rod.  Marge could feel it coming, her first cum with a real cock inside her.  She could also feel the eight year old cock in her pussy start to throb.
    “That’s right you little cum wad!  Cum in me!  Knock me up!  Make a baby with your house keeper you rich little prick! OH! OH GOD!  OHHHHHHHHH YEEEESSSSSS!  FUCK BABY JESUS IN THE ASS YOU LITTLE PERVERT!!!!!!  GAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!”  Marge screamed and Toby cried as they both came for the first time.  His cock head pressed firmly against her cervix feeding it cum to be mixed with hers.  Once done, they fell apart, neither a virgin any longer. 
    Toby lay panting on the floor.  Shock, shame, guilt, betrayal, and another feeling he couldn’t place, all warred inside him as he lay sobbing. 
    Marge got up grinned down at him and left.

    Ten minutes later, after she had cleaned up, Marge went looking for Toby, only to find his bedroom door locked.  Shaking her head in disappointment, she inserted a key that was clipped at all times to her uniform, into the lock and opened the door.  Inside she found Toby in his ridiculously oversized bed, curled up in a fetal position under the covers.  Pulling the blankets aside she found him still half naked, his uncleaned cock sticking wetly to the sheets.  He instantly whimpered and edged as far away from her as he could. 
    Marge growled at him, “You are such a disgusting little boy.”
    “I’m sorry,” he whimpered, “P-please don’t make me….”
    Marge hissed, “Shut up tramp!  You like having your asshole fingered, didn’t you?”
    “NO!!!”
    “Yes you did, you little girly whore!  You liked me sucking your dirty prick, didn’t you?”
    “No!  I didn‘t!”
    “You fucking liar!!  You wanted to fuck me!  You like it so much you probably gave me a baby!!”
    Toby wailed, “No, no, no, no, no!!”
    Marge smiled down at him, “It doesn’t matter what you think, Toby.  I know that you are a little fuck slut waiting to be made.  From now on things are going to change.   You will do everything I tell you to.  Do you understand?”
    Toby sniffled but nodded.
    “And you know what will happen if you ever try to tell anyone, right?”
    He nodded again, “Yes.”
    “And what are you, Toby?”
    Toby cried, “I don’t know.”
    “You are my little fuck slave, Toby.”
    Toby nodded.
    “What are you, Toby?”
    He sniffled, “I’m your little fuck slave, Margie”
    Marge nodded, “That’s a good little cunt.  Now get out of bed and stand in front of me.”
    Toby meekly crawled out of bed and stood in front of Marge, his head hanging in submission.  Marge smiled down at him and started to take off her uniform.  Toby’s head jerked up and he stared in shocked silence as he caught sight of what Marge was wearing underneath.  Her large fat breasts hung heavy in front of her, only the nipples barely covered by x’s of black tape.  Her leather corset stretched tight over her midsection and she had replaced her g-strap.  The g-strap looked funny to Toby.  It had an odd latch in front over her pussy.  Before dropping the maid’s uniform to the ground, Marge retrieved something from it’s pocket and then attached it to her g-strap.  Toby’s eyes went wide and his lower lip quivered as he saw that it was a metal cock the exact same length and size as his own. 
    Marge saw where he was looking and grinned.
    “You are such a stupid wicked boy to fuck your babysitter, Toby,” she purred, “We’ll have a new rule now:  every time you are naughty and put your dirty cock inside me, your punishment will be for me to do the same to you.”
    Tears of terror flowed down Toby’s cheeks at the thought of that large metal rod being shoved inside him.  What he didn’t know was there was an equally large rod attached to the opposite side of the g-strap, lodged way up inside Marge’s pussy.
    Marge giggled, “So do you like my titties, Toby?” she asked, cupping them in her hands and bouncing them playfully, “I know all little boys just love tits.  Don’t you want to suck them, and play with them.”
    Toby bowed his head again and sniffed back a tear, “Yes Margie, I do…”
    March grinned, “Well maybe later, but right now I need you to turn around and bend over your bed.”
    Tiny sobs escaping from his quivering lips, Toby obeyed, showing Marge his tiny young ass.  Marge pulled out a tube of lube and slickened her metal cock up.  Then she reached down and felt over Toby’s bare ass.  The boy quivered into her touch as she groped his ass cheeks.  Toby moaned into the mattress as she poked and oil slick finger at his backdoor.  Then he cried out as she slipped it in, widening him up.  Soon she had two and then three slick fingers groping at his hole.  Toby’s sobs escalated as she brought the tip of her cock to his now gaping entrance.  Feeling she had been gentle enough for his first time,  Marge thrust in hard, burying at least half of her slippery member inside him.
    Toby screamed.
    Marge moaned, “Ooooohhh!  Yes that’s it!”
    Toby cried in panic, “It hurts! Stop! Please!  AAAAhhhh!! Waaaaahhhhh!!  Margie please!!”
    Marge laughed and quickly pulled out and thrust back in hard getting most of the cock inside the wriggling, screaming little boy. 
    “That’s right!  Take it baby!“ She moaned, her cheeks flushed as she lost her self in the perversion.  She pumped again slamming all the way in this time.   Toby squealed like a piglet as her hips met his ass cheeks. 
    “Oh God!  Yes!  Does it feel good, Toby?  I’m all the way inside you, Baby!“ she moaned as she started a rhythm, pumping in and out with increasing speed.  Toby grit his teeth moaning and whimpering as he was impaled over and over.  Just when he thought he was starting to go numb and could take it she thrust in all the way and covered his tiny body with her bulky form.  Toby wheezed as roles of fat enveloped him squeezing him tight against the mattress.  Marge moved her hips, sliding the rods around inside both of them.   Wet slurping sounds emanated from their filled holes as Marge rubbed her body, fat tits and all on top of Toby’s.
    Suddenly Marge got up, pulling Toby with her.  Her cock still deep inside him she gripped him by the base of his rock hard cock to keep him steady as she turned and lay back on the bed with him straddling her, the metal cock still deep inside him.  Toby sat there panting through gritted teeth, his tiny boi cunt stretch past capacity. 
    Marge ran her fingers lightly down his back, “What are you, Toby?” she whisper in a low husky voice.
    “I-I-I’m your f-f-fuck slave, Margie!” he stammered in a teeth gritting whimper.
    “And fuck slave’s do whatever their mistress’ tell them to, right?”
    “Y-yes, Margie! Ah!”
    Marge grinned wickedly, “Well slave, I’m tired of doing all the work and I want you to start riding that pole like a pro.  I want you to fuck yourself like you love it!  And I know you do, Toby!  Come on!  Pump that cute little ass of yours on my cock!”
    Tears flowed freely down Toby’s cheeks.  They were partly from pain but mostly they were from embarrassed shame at what he was being made to do.  Setting his knees on top of Marge’s wide hips, he slowly pulled up a little and then sank back down with a whimper.
    Marge moaned in pleasure, “Nnnnn!  That’s it my little whore! Come on!  Faster!”
    Gritting his teeth, Toby slid up and down the steel rod, moving quicker as his rectum slowly adjusted.  After a while he was riding it in a steady rhythm, his bubble butt rising all the way to the head of the cock before plummeting over and over to the base.  As he felt the pain recede, Toby looked down in horror to see his cock fully erect.  Much as he tried to deny it, he was getting off on the dirty, nasty, shameful things his babysitter was making him do.  Riding the metal cock he heard Marge moan as the opposing shaft dug deep into her own body.  Her skin flushing with excitement, Marge reached up to grasp her slave around his waist and help him to move faster and harder.  Her mitts wrapped around Toby’s waist she slammed him up and down her raping tool making him scream, sob and moan alternately as the different sensations overtook him. 
    After a while Marge came.  Her cum splashed over the metal rod and out onto Toby’s bed sheets as she quivered out her orgasm.  She looked to see that Toby’s  cock was red and almost pulsing.  He was just on the verge of cumming.  Pulling a leather strap from the side of her corset she buckled it tightly to the base of his cock.  Toby cried out in frustration as he was unable to relieve himself.
    Marge grinned, “Not yet, Toby, you’re going to have to learn to hold it.  You never cum unless your mistress tells you to, ok.”
    Toby gritted his teeth in pained yearning, “B-but Margie!  I really need to go!  P-please it’s hurting my thingy, Margie!”
    Margie laughed, “Well if you like that so much you’re going to love this,” she took another strap and wrapped it around the base of his balls.  Cinching it until his testicals strained against their sack, she buckled it down making it impossible for him to spurt his cum.
    Toby gave a small cry that sounded almost like a tiny kitten mewing.
    Marge looked up at him and smiled, “That’s a rule from now on Toby.  You cannot cum unless I let you.  Eventually, you’ll learn to hold it and you won’t need the leather restraints, but until then keep them on unless you just want to be raped by one of the kitchen utensils like, oh say, the cheese grater.”
    “Y-yes Margie!” Toby whined his lower lip quivering as his cock pulsed against the leather.
    “Another thing, Toby,” Marge ordered, “I’m going to call you either Slave, or Toby, Cunt, Pussy, Fuck Rag, well anything that comes to mind really, but from now on you call me Mistress when your parents aren’t home, ok.”
    Toby nodded, “Y-yes M-Mistress!”
    Marge nodded with satisfaction, “Good.”  Giving her slave one last viscous thrust, Marge pulled him off and dumped him on the bed next to her.  Wobbling out of the giant bed, Marge went to her cast aside uniform and retrieved something from the pockets.  Walking back to Toby, who still lay sobbing on the bed, she attached a spiked collar and leash to his slim neck.  Toby gave a pathetic yelp as his mistress pulled on the leash yanking him out of bed. 
    “Come with me, doggy,” Marge chuckled, “I’ve got someplace new for you to sleep.”
    Leading her pet through the house, Marge moved down to the basement where Edward Stanton kept his little used weight room.  Earlier Marge had rigged something up for Toby.  She had attached a rope to the weights of one of the weight machines, slung it over an overhead beam and attached the other side to a pair of  furry hand cuffs.  She did this with three other machines as well as hanging a rope with a harness and cinch from the ceiling. 
    Toby whimpered in apprehension as Marge attached the harness to his waist and made him lie on the floor.  Operating the cinch until her slave hung just under six feet from the floor, Marge then pulled the weighted ropes to him and cuffed each of his ankles and wrists until they were pulled tight and weighted thoroughly down. 
    Running her hands over her quivering slave, Marge found his hanging cock and balls and teased him by slurping him down into her greedy mouth.  After making sure that he was secure, she then rolled an upward facing screen to sit directly below him.  The screen was attached to a computer which was in turn attached to professional grade cameras that had captured their playtime earlier.  That mixed with a collage of especially graphic and degraded child porn played in a loop for Toby’s viewing pleasure.  It even had state of the art sound so that he could hear every moan and scream, especially his own.
    Marge ran a hand along Toby’s quivering body one last time, “Have a good night, slut.  And remember if I find so much as a single drop of cum on the floor, you will be punished most harshly.”
    Toby sobbed, “P-please don’t leave me like this Mistress!”
    Marge slapped his face and gripped his balls giving them a cruel squeeze as he screamed and she laughed, “Keep complaining, slave.  I love it when you give me an excuse to hurt you.”
    Climbing back up the stairs, Marge cleaned up the house till it was spotless like she always did.