How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 15

"Does it hurt?"

"You want to come and kiss it?"

"When are you going to Tacoma?"

"Tomorrow."

"I'll be over shortly."

"Bring your mother."

"Don't be an asshole, or I'll change my mind."

I laughed. "I'll order pizza so we don't have any clean up."

An hour later, Jeri was there and Laura let her in. She headed straight to the bedroom, tossed her clothes on the floor and hopped into bed, Laura coming behind her, sitting and watching.

"Any special precautions?"

"It's best if you ride me and don't put your weight on my chest."

"I can live with that."

Jeri mounted me, resting her hands on my upper arms, while my hands were playing spin the dial on her tits.

"Did you and your dad take DNA tests?" I asked. "We really haven't had a chance to talk about last Sunday."

"We did. I'm wondering now if I really want to know. When I asked to know, I was pissed at Mom, and 'maybe' Dad a little. It felt like something they should have told me, but now I'm not so sure. He's always treated me like his daughter, even if I'm not. Fuck, I'm cumming. You feel so good in me." She moaned, then said, "I mean, what if he isn't my father and my real father is a real asshole?"

"Like me?"

Jeri chuckled. "He'd have to be a horrible asshole to be like you." Despite saying that, she bent forward and kissed me, pumping her hips up and down. "I suppose I could find out if Dad is my Dad, and not bother finding out who really is, if he's not, unless I need it for something like a health issue. I don't know anymore."

"What did you think about me fucking your mother?"

"I was mostly trying to pay attention to Dad, his responses, but I had to peek occasionally, especially when she was really vocal. Am I twisted for thinking the whole thing was kind of hot."

"You're the psychologist. Is it twisted? What do I know. Just because it's the first time I've ever done something like that, doesn't mean it's the first time it's ever been done."

"Have you ever fucked a fifty-two year old before?"

"No, I think Brenda was my previous oldest, but I have fucked someone who was twenty years older than me before. In fact I think she was twenty-five years older than me."

"Who?"

"A high school friend's mother, divorced."

"You were a precocious child, weren't you? I think Freud would have a field day with it, that's for sure. It's so freaky thinking of Mom and Dad as sexual creatures. Fuck, Mom has had sex with hundreds of men. Dad's had sex with two women. Jesus, he might have sucked more different cocks than different pussies. Maybe the one he cheated on Mom with when they were dating and Mom. If he sucked two cocks clean a year because he liked the guy, he'd have sucked sixty cocks by now; more than I have, and isn't that the frosting on the cake. To think that my married mother has fucked more men while she's been married, than I have single. It boggles the mind."

"You know, now that I've fucked your mom, maybe it wouldn't bother you as much if I fucked Denise again? Maybe together? Let her lick my cum out of your cunt?"

"Don't be a dick. I haven't totally forgiven you for the first time. I just like fucking you more than I like being angry." Jeri moaned, cumming again, her cunt clasping my cock, emphasizing the point. "Having her lick my cunt sounds nice, but I don't need you for that."

"Would she be shocked if you told her to?"

"I'm not sure."

The doorbell rang. "That should be the pizza," I said. "I have a fifty in my wallet, Laura. Just give it to the driver."

"Yes, sir." She got the money and disappeared.

"Is she going to put something on to answer the door?" Jeri asked.

"I don't think so." I responded. "She would have needed to grab something from here."

"So bold."

"Just submissive. She hasn't been told to dress, so she leaves her clothes off."

Jeri climaxed again. "Oh, I love fucking you," she said, bouncing faster. "How are we going to include Laura in our next fuck with your ribs hurt?"

"I can stand well enough. Just do your sixty-nine right next to the edge of the bed. The one on top will have to be kneeling so their legs don't hang off the edge of the bed, but enough of someone's delicious ass should hang off the bed, I can slide right in."

"Of course, you would have figured out to fuck already without hurting your ribs. What was I thinking. You fill me up so nice Brick. Tom is a lovely guy, and he's not small, but oh, you feel so good to me."

"So you have fucked him?"

"Yes, I've fucked him. You both fucked me the first day we met him. It's tough making an excuse that I'm just not ready for sex after a threesome. I fucked him with a condom on that first weekend on Bainbridge Island. He got his medical results back, and I've fucked him bareback, but he's just not you. He's a good lover. I've climaxed every time with him, but he's not you. At some point, I think he's going to want to be exclusive, and I'll have to give you up. The nice thing about our current arrangement, is I know I'll never be hurting another woman the way you hurt me. You'll never get married again. I can have you any time I want, practically. I can fuck you to my hearts content whenever I need a nice fucking."

"And, share me with your Mom."

She started to get angry, then she laughed. "I suppose I shouldn't have told you to fuck her if I didn't want you making jokes about it all the time."

I pumped a couple more times into her and let the cum rise, shooting up inside her like a Roman candle.

"You orgasmed early," she said, disappointed.

"The pizza is getting cold. We can fuck more later. I missed lunch sitting in the emergency center."

"Are you going to clean the cum out of my cunt first?"

I got up and tossed her a towel. "I need more protein than that, and faster. Sorry."

She quickly dabbed at her leaking pussy. "Are you going to feed Laura?"

"Would you prefer I feed you?"

She looked down. "Yes, please."

I raised my eyebrows, which she missed because her eyes were still downcast. She started to slip on one of Laura's robes.

Pulling it out of her hands, I said, "I only feed naked sluts."

Her eyes flared briefly, then she smiled and said, "Yes, Master."

I led the way to the dining room where Laura had put out paper plates and plastic cups. Three place settings. I pushed one of the others by mine.

"You're feeding me tonight, Sir?"

"No, Jeri."

Laura smiled, "Yes, Sir. What would you like to drink?"

"Black Jack over ice for me. Diet Coke for the other slut."

"Of course, Sir. If you need anything else, I'll be happy to get it for you." She moved to get our beverages.

I pulled Jeri into my lap, my cock starting to engorge. "Here are the rules. I'm feeding you tonight. You don't get to touch the table, the plate, your glass, or any of the food. If you do, I'll spank you five times for each offense. Your hands can touch me, the chair, or yourself. Speaking of yourself, why don't you start masturbating as I feed you?"

"Is that an order?"

"If it's not, what are you going to do?"

She smiled and started stroking herself. I started feeding her. When she wanted a drink, I held the glass to her lips. She was soon panting, her arousal close to peaking.

"You can't cum without permission. You must leave your hand in contact with your cunt, but you can stop moving it if you get close. You'll get a ten swat spanking if you cum without my permission."

Jeri groaned, but she stopped moving her fingers. In between bites of food, or drinks, I would kiss her, and my hands were frequently wandering places other than to her mouth, nor was food the only thing going between my lips. I would often tongue or suck on her nipples. Jeri was soon a wet mess, a bundle of needy nerves. Every touch seemed to inflame her. She could barely stroke herself she was so on edge. We finished our food and drinks and now we only played and Jeri, was squirming like crazy, hotter than a pistol and ready to pop.

"Please, Master. Let me cum," Jeri said, still playing the game. "I need to cum so badly."

"What are you willing to do to be able to cum?" I asked.

"Anything. I'll do anything to cum."

"Anything is a very broad term, Jeri. Are you sure you mean anything?"

"What do you want?" Jeri moaned. "Me to suck you off, fuck my ass? What do you want?"

"It will be difficult."

"How difficult will it be?" Jeri moaned. "Please fuck me, let me cum."

I bent her over the table and kicked her legs apart. I put my cock at the entrance of her cunt, just touching it

"Shove your cock in me," Jeri groaned. "Fuck me, damn it."

"Anything? You'll do anything?"

"Please, yes. Anything, if you just shove your cock in me now."

"I'll hold you to that," I warned.

"As long as it's not a crime, I'll do it. Now, fuck me!"

I slammed my prick up her pussy and Jeri exploded, cumming three more times in the next five minutes. Reason began to creep into her head now the worst of her immediate need was over.

"What do I have to do?" she grunted, with each thrust of my cock. "No crimes, right. No fucking my mom or dad."

"Nope, no crimes, but it is sexual."

"I knew that going in. What do I have to do?"

"After you and Tom become exclusive, you have to cuckold him in front of him, with me. He has to watch you fuck me. Probably much like this one, with you begging for my cock, and screaming to fuck you."

"I can't do that," Jeri moaned.

"It's not illegal. You did say anything."

I kept slamming into her, and she kept cumming, which might be fogging her thinking.

"Why? Why would you make me do that? Don't you want me to marry him? Don't you want me to be happy? What is it? What?"

If she weren't moaning so much, it might have been a cogent argument, but she was being fucked senseless.

"I do want you to be happy, and I don't care if you marry him. Weren't you just telling me that if he wanted to be exclusive, you'd have to give me up, and that you didn't want to? What if you didn't have to? He participated in a threesome with another man, watched me fuck you and licked my cum out of your pussy. At the time, we wondered if he had cuckold tendencies. Cuckolding him in front of him will let you know if you can have your cake and eat it too."

Jeri started a real long orgasm, maybe compounded by the thought of cuckolding her boyfriend, or even getting to keep fucking me even if she were married. She was slamming back against me, screaming, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

I certainly wasn't stopping, that's for sure.

"And if he's not a cuckold?" Jeri finally got out.

"Apologize, tell him it will never happen again, and hope he forgives you. You won't be married yet. Tell him your Dad was a cuckold and you just had to find out if he was. But you can't tell him ahead of time what's going to happen. When the time comes, I'll give you instructions."

"Oh, fuck."

I pounded her for another half hour, giving her the fucking she'd missed out on due to the pizza delivery.

Just before I climaxed, I told her, "If Tom accepts your cuckolding, once you're married, I'm going to breed you like your mother was."

Jeri orgasmed so hard, she fainted.

******

I carried Jeri to the bedroom, and laid her on the bed. She wasn't out for long, maybe a minute. Laura had immediately gotten a cold, wet towel, and was pressing it against Jeri's forehead. Jeri's eyelids fluttered open.

"That looked like an incredible orgasm, Miss Jeri. Do you remember it?" Laura asked, still patting her with the towel.

"Most of it," Jeri said. "It was incredible."

"So you want Sir to breed you, Miss Jeri? It's what seemed to set you off."

Jeri looked up at me. "I'm not sure. I just don't know. Part of me thinks it might be nice. Part of me thinks it's crazy. I have to admit the sex I had was out of this world."

"I found my orgasms became better after I submitted. It's different knowing your sex and your orgasms are dependent on others. Whether it was just for the purposes of your feeding, surrendering control probably added to your arousal."

Jeri thought about that for a few seconds. "Brick, make me your slave bitch for the night."

"For the night?"

"Yes, I planned on staying the night. I've got a change of clothes in the car."

Mmmm, a possible idea just popped into my head. "I'll make you my slave bitch, but it won't be just for the night. You have to submit until you leave work tomorrow."

"I thought you were leaving tomorrow?"

"I am. Doesn't mean you can't be my slave bitch during the day. I know how to make you feel I own you all day long. The first thing you'll have to do, is go outside and get your change of clothes, just as you are. You can choose when you go out to get it, but I warn you, there's a street lamp right by their driveway. It came on at dusk, and it seems brighter than the sun, because of the darkness around it. On the other hand, people may be in bed later, or alternatively, there may be someone suffering from insomnia, or waking up to feed a baby, or walking the dog. You were wondering how Laura felt answering the door for the pizza delivery in her birthday suit. You're about to find out. Was it a man or woman, Laura?"

"A man, Sir."

"You didn't suck him off did you, slut?"

"No, Sir. I didn't have permission to suck him off."

"But you would have if I ordered you to suck him off, wouldn't you have."

Laura smiled. "Yes, sir."

"Do you really want to be my slave slut until 5 PM tomorrow evening? You never know what I might make you do."

"You won't do anything to get me arrested or lose my license to practice, will you?"

"No, but that's about all I'll promise," I said, smiling.

Jeri looked at the time. About 8.

"I'll go out at ten," Jeri said. "What else?

"Since you're the newest slave slut in the house, you're the slave with the least seniority. Which means Laura can also give you commands while you're here, and you have to obey unless I countermand them. Do you have any commands to give the new slave, slut?"

"Yes, sir. I want her to suck you off until you need to orgasm, sir. You need to warn her when you need to cum, because I want you to cum all over her face, which she'll leave on until one of us tells her to clean it off."

Exactly what Jeri made Laura undergo when she taught her to deep throat my cock. Interesting switcheroo. Jeri remembered too, blushing as she was told.

"What are you going to be doing, slut."

"Licking her pussy. After you've plastered her face with cum, she needs to suck you back to another erection, then lick me in a sixty-nine while you fuck my pussy."

"Sounds like a plan to me," I said.

"By the way, Miss Jeri. You need to ask for permission to cum," Laura said. "You'll get spanked ten times each time you cum without permission. Expect to get spanked at least twenty times tonight. Sir can use his hand. He won't need to use the paddle or whip on you. Oh, and call me Miss Laura, since you're now below me in rank."

"Yes, Miss Laura," Jeri said. Her nipples were spikey nubbins, looking harder and bigger than erasers.

Jeri got in position on the bed, and I fed her my cock. It seemed her throat opened even easier than usual. Laura started licking Jeri's pussy. She must still have been wildly turned on by events because it seemed like she approached orgasm quickly. Of course, with my cock in Jeri's throat, she couldn't ask for permission. She held out as long as she could, but eventually succumbed to Laura's lithe tongue, playing her pussy like a piccolo. Damn, that orgasm seemed good. So did the next one, and the next one. Her hips were almost flying off the bed. I figured not too long. Didn't want to asphyxiate the poor girl.

"I'm going to cum now," I announced, moments before pulling out and painting Jeri's face with a heavy dose of creamy goodness.

Each pulse seemed to leave about a half teaspoon of sludgy goop on her face. I made sure to move it around, so I didn't leave it all in one spot.

"No fair," Jeri protested. "I couldn't ask for permission to cum with his cock in my mouth."

"I would think a well educated, intelligent woman who knew she was going to be sucking a huge dick, would have made other arrangements to ask for permission," Laura said innocently. Then she smiled and said, "If it makes you feel any better, I wasn't going to give you permission anyway. Phillip never got permission to cum even when he didn't touch himself, and he got punished anyway. Don't worry. You might enjoy a good spanking. That's thirty, so far, isn't it, Sir."

"Yes, it is, and now she needs to get me hard again. I need to put this pecker in a pretty pussy. Yours, if I'm not mistaken."

"Yes, Sir. Get to sucking, slave. That cock won't suck itself."

Jeri started sucking my root again. Then that little devil, Laura, began licking her pussy again. Once again, Jeri couldn't ask for permission to cum and Laura ensured she climaxed three more times before I was hard again.

I pulled out of her mouth, and before Jeri could protest, Laura said, "This slave is kind of slow, Sir. Even after being told the last time, she still didn't make arrangements to ask for permission. I would have given it to her this time."

"I didn't know you were going to lick my pussy again," Jeri protested.

"Can she have five more swats for neglecting to use my title, Sir?"

"I think that's only fair," I said. "You get punished if you don't address me as Sir."

"So, you're up to sixty-five swats, Miss Jeri. You're a slave now, and your body doesn't belong to you anymore. It belongs to Master Brick. Your pussy, your ass and your mouth now belong to him and can be used by anyone at any time he gives permission. He gave me authority over you, so I will use it as I choose. I chose to lick your cunt again. I'll choose to use your mouth after Sir cums in my cunt. I might choose to fuck your ass with a strapless. Don't get too comfortable. You're subject to use at any time. I suspect you'll learn that further tomorrow, even after we've left. Since you now belong to Sir, I would suggest you start addressing him as Master, or you may have difficulty sitting down tomorrow. Now stay there on the bed and start licking my cunt as your Master fucks me."

"Yes, Miss Laura." Learning.

"Sir, if you could fuck me until around 9:30, then give Miss Jeri, half of her punishment, so she can go get her clothes with a red ass and cum on her face?"

I laughed and said, "Yes."

Laura positioned herself over Jeri's face and I slid up her nice, tight, wet, snatch and fucked her slow. Since 9:30 was close to an hour off. I didn't want to cum too soon.

I had to laugh when Jeri had to cum again and had her mouth buried in Laura's twat. She did pull off to gasp, "Permission to cum, Miss Laura?"

"You can have permission to cum, but you don't have permission to stop licking me to ask. Five more swats. If you need to cum, pat my ass a few times and Sir can be in charge of your orgasms."

Over the next fifty minutes, Jeri had to cum frequently. I'd never seen her so orgasmic. Sometimes, I gave her permission quickly, other times, I put it off for a couple minutes, until her hand was beating a drum roll on Laura's behind she was so frantic. One time, she didn't get permission at all, and she was bucking under Laura like a wild horse as she climaxed. It was pretty spectacular, and I enjoyed it. Damn if Laura didn't get a damn good fucking as well. She climaxed eleven times on Jeri's tongue and my prick, the last time as I filled her pregnant married pussy with cum.

When I pulled out, Jeri's face was swamped with the mixture of fluids pouring out of Jeri's pussy. She quickly lapped at the soupy mess to clean it up, giving Laura another orgasm in the process.

"Wow, eighty swats to Jeri's virgin ass. Forty of them before she goes outside to get her clothes naked. That's going to be one red ass." Jeri groaned and Laura smirked. "And eighty swats for Laura's naked ass. I don't recall her asking for permission for any of the twelve orgasms she just enjoyed, and her Mistress only allows her four per fucking."