Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father Ch. 03

"The way I count it so far Alan is I have cum seven, possibly eight times. You are still hard as a rock, and batting zero. I do not believe you swallowed the key. I believe it is on the bed, or on the floor. I am satisfied, and am willing to go to sleep, until the key you say is inside you, comes out naturally. However, if you miraculously find the key in this room, and I get to be on top, I will fuck the shit out of you, before I go to sleep."

"This is what happens to a man, when he says something nice to a woman. It starts out with blackmail and ends up as slavery. I think I will just lick my wounds now, and leave. Goodbye, Susan."

"Goodbye Alan; do not let that thing in front of you, throw off your balance as you walk down the stairs. I would hate for you to fall down, and break it."

"Very funny, Susan; remember, I know where the paddles are."

"No you don't; I moved them. I am no one's fool."

He did not believe her, so he went to her closet to look. They were not there. He turned, looked at her menacingly, and said, "Now you are going to get it."

Susan replied, "It is about time we got to the main event. How long do you think you'll be able to keep your 'end' up?"

"That is not what I am talking about, and you know it. I am going to tickle you, until you tell me where they are. Save yourself the embarrassment of shiting all over your bed, and tell me where they are."

"After you fuck me blind, as you promised, I will tell you where they are. Until then, I hope you have a very good time, because I am not going to tell you anything."

"Oh, Susan, you have no idea how I am going to enjoy torturing you."

"Oh, Alan, you have no idea how my husband loved torturing me. I became very good at handling it; very much to his displeasure."

Allen said, "So, my love, it is to be a test of wills. Shall we make a side bet on who will win?"

"Anything at all, Alan, just name your game, and I am in." He did, and she laughed in his face, after she agreed to his terms. He did not believe what she wanted him to do if she won. He wasn't worried, because there was no way he was going to lose.

He had until dawn to break her will, and tell him where the paddles were. She could not deceive him, during the intervening hours to get a break from his tormenting. He was not allowed to hurt or hit her. He could use anything at his disposal, but he could not penetrate her with anything, except his genitals.

For 5 hours, he tried every interrogation procedure he knew. None of them worked. He tried some of his own design: He put ice on her pussy for ten minutes. He followed that up by replacing it with a hot towel. Instead of writhing in agony, she exploded into multiple orgasms, which she thanked him for; profusely. Giving her pleasure was not exactly what he had in mind.

He used the old water torture method. He dripped water on her head; drip after drip, for hours, and she laughed at him. He had never met anyone like her, and he loved her for it.

He used her clothespins as nipple clamps, and she moaned in pleasure. When he placed one on her clit, she begged him to make it tighter. Everything he did to her seemed to bring her pleasure rather than pain. She was one hell of a woman.

As dawn broke, he stopped what he was doing, picked up the key from the floor, and released the handcuffs from behind the headboard.

He said, "You win, you can be on top."

She replied, "Like hell, I am saving that one for a rainy day. You still owe me "The Big One." If I have wiped you out, get some rest; but before you leave, I expect you to fuck me blind, just like you promised me."

"Can I use the shaving cream again?"

"If you want to leave your tongue with me, permanently you can, Alan."

"You know, Susan, except for my first 13 girlfriends, my three fiancés and my two wives, you are the most exciting woman I have ever met."

He did not have time to react. Nothing is supposed to move faster than lightning. However, he believed Susan did. He had heard the saying, "HELL HATH NO FURY, LIKE A WOMAN SCORNED"; and as the sun was rising this morning, he was seeing it, and feeling it firsthand. What made matters worse was, he was laughing, while she was trying to kill him with her bare hands.

When he felt he had given her enough time to work offer rage, he grabbed her arms, kissed her, and asked her, "Are you ready to get fucked, yet?"

Susan was still enraged, and yelled back at him, "Go fuck yourself."

He continued holding her, and replied, "We both know I could do that, however, I think we also know it is much more pleasurable and desirable for me to fuck you and for you to fuck me back. Do you want to stop playing now, or do you want me to leave?"

"You do not fight fair, Alan. All you do is tease me, titillate me, tempt me, and torment me. When you are finished having your fun with me, you pull your last trick out of the bag, and say you are going to leave. You know that is the last thing I would want you to do. You do not fight fair, at all."

Susan began crying, ran into the bathroom, closed, and locked the door.

Alan knocked on the bathroom door and said, "There is only one idiot in this house, Susan, and it is not you. Would you please come out here and let me apologize, so I can take you shopping."

"You are an idiot. I do not want to go shopping, I want to make love. Is that so hard for you to remember?"

"I thought it would give us a little time to talk, and have some breakfast in town. I have to do a lot of grocery shopping, while I am there, and I have to resupply the barn with apples. If I accomplished all that, I can spend the rest of the day here with you, until late tonight when I have to leave again."

"I just bought a bushel of apples two days ago, what happened to them."

"I made a lot of new friends in the barn!"

"Then you have one more chore to take care of before you leave tonight, and it is a real shitty one. Apples go in one end and come out the other a totally different color and consistency. You will love that task."

"If you help me, it will take half the time."

"No thanks, I think I will take a bubble bath instead."

"I could be so tired; you may not get 'The Big One."

"Then I will get it the next time you come home."

"I am still allowed to call this my home?"

"Only until you really piss me off, and you will know that when I start using the cattle prod on you."

"Oh, I thought you use that as a sex toy."

"It all depends if I have batteries in it, or if it is connected to the battery on the truck."

"The point is well taken Susan."

She opened the bathroom door, and pulled him in rather than going out to get him. She pushed him into the shower, and started the water.

He yelled, "Its cold!"

"No shit, it always starts out cold. Tell me when it warms up, and I will join you."

A hand reached out of the shower, and pulled her in one second later. She yelled, "It is still cold, you ass."

"Funny, it felt warmer to me."

"I am going to have to get one of those satellite things hooked up to my television. This country's sense of humor must have changed, or mine is out of date."

He adjusted the temperature of the water, and covered his head for protection. He said to her, "You do know Jack Benny is dead, right?"

"What time do you have to leave tonight to be back where you have to be?"

"I will leave around 10 or 11 o'clock; why do you want to know?"

"I need to give you enough time to recover, after I disconnect the cables from the truck battery and pull the cattle prod out of your ass."

"Ouch, that even sounds painful. I guess the Jack Benny joke did not sit well with you."

"You see, even a blind squirrel can find an acorn every once in a while. Try another joke like that on me, Alan, and I will get my real nutcrackers out and try them on your nuts."

"Ouch, that is two in two sentences. I am going to have to do something about that, very quickly."

He pulled her out from under the stream of warm water, and kissed her. He bent down and threw her over his shoulder, which caused her to scream. He smacked her on her rump, and told her to be quiet, or else. He moved to the side of the bed, and threw her down across it. She quickly tried to move out of his way, but he cut her off. His mouth went straight to her nipples, and his hands massaged her breasts.

"I thought you wanted to go shopping?"

He replied, "I am measuring your cup size."

"It is a 'C' you idiot."

"I am trying to open these valves at the end, to see if I can blow them up to a D."

"I refer you back to your previous statement, 'There is only one idiot in this house', and he is on top of me, trying to do the impossible."

He looked straight in to her eyes and said, "I promised to fuck you blind. They say that is impossible, also. However, I am going to give it one heck of a good old college try."

Susan replied, "I will give you as much help as I can. ' You may fire when ready, Mister Gridley'!"

Fire, he did, without any hesitation or warning. He had been lined up, nestled in her comfortable slit, waiting for this moment. When she gave her okay, he slid down, raised his hips, and with every ounce of force he could muster drove his entire manhood as deep as he could go into her body. He crashed into her cervix, forcing it to open slightly. The next blow hit equally as hard, and forced it open a little more. He continued his onslaught and all he heard from Susan were a series of grunts as they head of his dick pounded into her yielding flesh.

Her arms were wrapped around his neck, and her legs were wrapped high around his ass pulling him as deep as he wanted to go into her. She had promised to help him, and she was fulfilling that promise.

He was not being gentle, he was being overpowering. He wanted her to know how fiercely in love with her he was, and even though he came with a boatload of crap between his ears, what he felt for her was pure and simple. He fell in love with her the moment he saw her. He was a sucker for falling in love. He had gotten in trouble twice already, because of it. However, the woman he was laying with was going to be his third wife, if she would have him; warts, and all.

He continued his rampage into her body until he felt Susan shudder, seize up, scream, and cum all over his prick as he continued pile driving into her.

When her eyes refocused on his, she smiled and kissed him. She moaned as she felt him pounding against her, and said, "That was a nice one."

Alan nodded his head, and continued his onslaught. He knew it would give way if he kept at it long enough. Susan kept grunting every time he banged on the door to the birthing chamber, but was unsure what, Alan was attempting to do.

Then, it happened; he burst through her cervix, and the head of his penis was now in her womb.

Susan's eyes opened wide, because she knew she could never take all of Alan's length inside of her. It was not physically possible for her to do it. Now, his pubic hairs were resting against her newly shaved vagina, and she was feeling something she had never experienced before in her life.

"What did you do to me?"

"I am visiting your womb, and as far as I know, I am the first person to ever have taken occupancy there. Am I hurting you?"

"No, it is just a very different feeling. I did not know that it could happen from the opposite direction."

"Do not worry, because I have not hurt you or harmed your body. I would never do that to you. However, at this moment I am more interested in finishing the task at hand, which is giving you "The Big One!" So hang on, pay attention, and enjoy."

"If this is to be The Big One, I certainly will enjoy it."

Alan resumed, pumping into and out of Susan never completely leaving her womb. Every time the tip of his cock hit the entryway to her womb, she received a little pleasure impulse straight to her brain. The faster he went the more impulses stimulated the neurons, which sent signals back to her vagina, and caused her to leak her female fluids at a furious rate. Other receptors sent signals to her hips, legs, and arms, to perform movements that increased her pleasure, as well as his. Neurons sent messages to her speech center, and made her yell, "Harder Alan, fuck me harder," which sent him into turbo drive with his hips.

Alan was closing in on the end of his physical and mental strength. At the last possible second, as he shot his semen deep into her womb, he bellowed, "I love you, Susan."

Susan was just passing over her event horizon, as these words trickled into her ears. As her organs pulsed around the huge instrument that had given her such great pleasure, she smiled, close to eyes, and smiled, "That was 'The Big One'."

"Hey you, wake up, I have to go shopping. I have never gone shopping alone, before. Do you want some single lady to pick me up in a supermarket thinking I am a single male and available?"

"You are a single male, but if you are available, after what we just did together, just shoot me where I lay, because I do not know what love is."

"Men and women, who are in love, still cheat. I would hate to cheat on you so soon, and I hate to shop alone. Are you coming or not?"

"I do not think God could get me to cum, again, today. I think those glands are empty."

"Do you want me to prove that you are wrong?"

"Keep your body away from mine, or I will kill you."

"Are you angry, or are you sore?"

"I think I will be walking funny for a few days; or a few weeks."

"Susan that was my line, get up, get dressed, and come shopping with me. I let the horses out into the pasture, and did half of the stalls, while you were sleeping. I will do the other half, when we get back. I have to get the shopping done. I have to go back tonight."

"Okay, I will get up, but if you touch me, I will shoot you."

She rolled her legs off the side of the bed, pushed herself into a sitting position, and tried to sit erect. As she accomplished this task, she looked at him and said, "I am going to call Sergeant and have you arrested for elder abuse."

"You mean the Sergeant?"

"Alan, his name is Sergeant. Sergeant Sherwood. 'Sergeant' Sergeant Sherwood of the Cottonwood police force. He is my cousin."

"Oh, I understand. When he told me to call him Sergeant, he gave me his given name. How cool is that!"

"You said it before, Alan. There is only one idiot in this house."

"Stand up, woman, before I stand you up."

"Don't you touch me; I am old and feeble."

Susan pressed her hands against her knees, and pushed hard trying to get her body to move in an upward motion. Every segment of her spine snapped as she straightened herself up. She looked at Alan, with daggers in her eyes. "You did this to me."

Alan asked, "Was it worth it?"

Susan smiled, "Every last ache and pain."

Alan rushed over to her, lifted her by her ass, and kissed her passionately, as she screamed, and kicked at him.

"Are you feeling better now, my love?"

"I told you not to touch me, but yes, I do feel better."

"Good, then this will help you move even faster." He smacked her hard on her ass, which made her scream. He told her to take a shower and get her act together in 15 minutes, or she was going into town, the way she was at that time. He was not taking no for an answer.

20 minutes later, she walked out of the house with her hair still wet, her blouse half open, and her boots in her hand. She looked at him and said, "If you say one word, I am going to stick these boots where the sun-don't shine."

Knowing when to keep quiet is both an art and a science. Alan received in A in both courses that afternoon.

They took her truck to town; loaded up with all the supplies he needed for the week, and she needed for the ranch. He insisted on paying for the apples.

She did notice that he paid for his on a U.S. Government credit card. She did not know why, but it eased her mind knowing that he was 'on the job', while he was away from her.

They had dinner in town, and drove out to the ranch as twilight was approaching. Then unloaded her supplies into the barn first, and he backed his truck up to hers and moved his supplies into it, and secured them for his trip back into the valley.

As he headed back into the barn, Susan yelled "Where do you think you are going?"

"I have six more stalls to do before I leave tonight, and we have to get the horses in."

"There goes my bath; I will do three of them, you do the other three. You better put a move on it; I am going to get laid one more time before you leave."

"I thought you did not want me to touch you again?"

"I am a woman. I have the right to change my mind. Now move it, mister, before I get my cattle prod out."

"Yes, ma'am; anything you say, ma'am."

"I love a man that can take orders."

40 minutes later, all the chores were completed, the horses were in their stalls, the apples were in their bellies, and the couple was in the shower cleaning the muck and grime of them.

Susan decided it was time for her to play cowgirl in bed, and she rode Alan like she a woman who would not see her man for a week. Her bull was up to the task, and he titillated her clit and breasts the entire time she pounded her slot up and down on his dick. She wanted it to last as long, if not longer than this afternoon's lovemaking, but it had taken so much strength out of her, she was exhausted. When she came for the second time, she laid her body down on top of his and said thank you.

He kissed her ear and said, "Susan would you like one more for the road?"

"No, Alan let me dream about that one for when you come back to me next week."

"Okay, it is only 9 o'clock; let me feed you, before I go." He went downstairs and made two very rare steaks, two ears of corn and warmed up some of the bread, they had just bought at the stores. He called her down to dinner, and was amazed when she walked into the kitchen as naked as he had left her upstairs.

"What, you have seen everything I have before, why should I have to put clothes on at home now?"

"This is the first time I have seen your naked 'Bagel' walk into the room. It is beautiful, just like the woman it belongs to."

"Would you call it a pussy, or a cunt, please? I will never get use to you calling it a Bagel."

"If we are in public, I can always talk to you about eating your 'Bagel'. I cannot talk to you about eating your pussy, or your cunt. It would not be polite in mixed company. Our food is getting cold, please sit down and eat; and if you are lucky, after dinner, and before I leave, I will have your 'Bagel' for dessert!"

"You surely do now the way to a girl's heart; 'Feed Her and Eat Her'."

"It is my pleasure, ma'am, I assure you."

By the time he was ready to leave, Susan had to struggle to get off the kitchen table. She was wet down to her thighs, and so weak she was not sure she could walk up to her bedroom.

Then Alan delivered the crushing blow. He knelt down on one knee and asked, "Susan, will you marry me? I have a lot of shit that comes with me, but I do love you and I will try to make it work for us."

"I swore after my first husband, I would never marry again. I knew I could never trust a man, with my heart. I do trust you, Alan, and I will marry you. I do trust you with my heart. Do not let me down, please."

"If there is one thing, in this life, that I can promise you, I will never cheat on you. I did not cheat on either of my wives'. I did not break my vows to them. I would never do that to a woman as wonderful and as kind as you. I will be back in one week, and I will buy you a ring."

"Screw the ring; just come back to me in one piece." They kissed passionately, and he walked out the door to his truck. He turned to her and said, "I am going to Prescott to pick up a package. I will see you next week."