The Farm Ch. 05

Missy glared at me. "You tryin' ta tempt him again?"

"I didn't tempt him!"

"Oh yes you did! He just shoulda been stronger! I bet you think he's weak, that he'll cave to your desires. Well he won't! You are nothin' but a whore, a jizz-filled cum dumpster!"

What the fuck? All this for shaking my head? This family was nuts.

Of course they were nuts. They ran a human trafficking ring in the middle of nowhere and believed that when a woman orgasmed from rape she wanted to be used like a slut.

Missy untied Liam and made him stand up. She walked him over to me, positioning him in between my legs, and said to him, "I want you to drench this dumb bitch in your jizz like the filthy whore she is!"

Missy wrapped her hand around his cock and started stroking it, aiming it right at my face. She ordered, "Beg him to cum on yer face, bitch."

"Please! Please cum on my face, Sir!"

"That ain't convincin'. Liam can't cum unless you convince him. Unless you convince me."

"Please! Please cum on me, Sir! I wanna feel your cum all over me!" I moaned, straining my voice at the last word, trying to sound as needy as possible.

Missy shook her head as she slowed her strokes. "I don't think that's good enough. You need to know you're place, little girl. You ain't above Liam, even if he is bein' punished for fallin' prey to your temptation."

"I didn't te-" Shit. I'd almost slipped. I thought fast. "I didn't mean to! I couldn't help myself, I'm such a slut! Please! I'm sorry for putting you in this position!"

God. That sounded ridiculous as it came out of my mouth, like I was asking someone to fire someone else. I went on, "I'm a terrible slut! Please show me what a slut I am!" I begged.

Liam moaned, "Mama, please! Please can I cum?"

Missy pressed her forehead to Liam's temple and said in a low voice, "How bad do you wanna cum on this slut? How bad do you wanna show her who wields the power?"

"So bad!" he groaned, closing his eyes. "So bad!"

"Tell 'er. Tell 'er you fucking own her. She's the one who gets used, not you."

Liam's eyes widened and he yelled, "I fucking own you, bitch! You're mine ta use!"

"Good boy!" Missy cooed as she stroked him faster. "C'mon. Cum on that dumb slut. Show her what she is."

Gutteral sounds escaped Liam's throat as his cock erupted all over me, shooting a huge, hot load all over my face and my tits. I could hardly believe how much cum there was; it was as if he hadn't orgasmed for weeks, even though we'd fucked that day. I absentmindedly licked some of it off my lips and moaned, "Thank you, Sir."

Liam said nothing in response. Instead he said to Missy, "Thank you, Mama."

Missy stroked his face lovingly and said, "You're welcome, son."

They made me stay in the same position for about twenty minutes, and finally Missy led me back to my room. I wasn't allowed to shower until the morning. So I crawled into bed covered and dripping with cum, and welcomed unconsciousness.