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It’s official, I am in way over my head. With my wrists bound to the top of the bed and my ankles cuffed to the other end I really am in a bind.
Crack!
“Thank you, mistress, may I have another!” I groan in pain as the hottest woman I have ever met flogs my behind.
“You certainly may, my little bitch,” she says with a devilish smirk as she brings the flog down hard on my ass. “You are such a slut. My little cockslut.”
Smack!
Crack!
She makes sure each of my butt cheeks are red with the beating she gives them. She stands there in her black corset and fishnet stockings and thigh-high boots like the demoness that she is.
“Yes, mistress. I’m your pathetic little bitch,” I wince.
“Yes, you are. And what do pathetic little bitches deserve?” she asks with her dark brown hair tied up in a ponytail. Her steel-blue eyes pierce into me like a knife. Her big melons hang loose without the restraints of a bra. For such a small petite woman, she’s got quite the rack.
“Pathetic little bitches deserve to get their asses fucked by their mistresses!”
“Right you are,” she says with such a devilish smile. She slowly takes off her black silk thong to free the hammer between her legs. “Now, since you’ve been such a good little buttslut, I’ll let you get it wet before I fuck your ass raw.”
“Thank you, Mistress.” She walks up to my face as her dick dangles in front of me and grabs a handful of my hair. I open up my mouth as wide as I can before she stuffs her thick fat cock inside.
I have to grip my restraints as she forces me to gag on her cock. “Come on slut! I taught you better than that!”
I mumble incoherently as she plugs my throat with that fat dick of hers. Spit drools down my chin as I try to swallow her shaft.
She forces it down until my nose hits her clean-shaven pelvis. I struggle to breathe as I choke on her thick dick.
She doesn’t relent as she fucks my face, her cum filled balls slapping against my chin. “Fuck that’s how you suck a dick. Your sole purpose is to please me, you pathetic slut.”
She pulls her cock out of my mouth and I’m left coughing as I desperately try to breathe. She slaps my face with her dick.
Then she walks over to one of her many drawers full of toys and pulls out a ball gag. Before I know it, my mouth is stuffed with it and she tightly binds it around the back of my head. “I don’t want you talking and spoiling the moment for me, okay slut?”
She slides down my body until I can feel her dick between my asscheeks. “This is going to hurt you much more than it hurts me,” she laughs before she starts to push that big fat cock deep inside me. I scream through the gag as her dick tears me apart. Why do I put myself through this? The pain is almost unbearable. Her dick is too thick!
I feel it pop inside me, but she doesn’t give me time to adjust, she continues her conquest. I can’t help but groan out as her dick sinks deeper inside me.
Smack!
Her hand leaves a sting on my ass cheek.
She grabs my hair as she slowly starts to fuck me. “You’re my bitch. You got that? My little submissive slut. God, nerds are so fun to humiliate.”
She starts to pound my ass with that thick dick of hers. The sound of her thighs beating against my ass verberates through the room.
Each thrust deeper than the one before it. I cry out in a mix of agony and pleasure so deep, it takes over my body. This is why I put myself through the torture. It hurts so good.
She fucks me harder. Each thrust of her hips sends me into another world. The pain has all but subsided and only the pleasure comes from her cock.
In this moment, I am hers.
One more thrust and I.. “Urrgghhh!”
“Oh fuck! I’m going to cum!” She pulls out and hustles to get in front of me as she explodes all over my face. “Urgh! Fuck that feels so fucking good.”
She quickly pulls my gag off and shoves her dick in my mouth as she drains the last of her balls.
I suck her dry and swallow what I can.
“Well, that was so much fun,” she says as she starts to untie me. “You know, the offer is still on the table to become my full-time sex slave. Just saying.”
I can’t help but laugh. “I’ll give it some thought.”
“Same time next week?” she asks.
“Well, I was thinking. Would you like to come to a family Christmas dinner this weekend?” I look up into those steel-blue eyes with hope.
“Babe, you know I don’t get personal with my subs,” she says. She pats my head and scruffles up my hair before continuing to untie my legs.
“I know, it’s just, I’m kind of the black sheep of the family. It’s bad enough my father thinks I’m gay…”
“Well, you did just get done getting fucked up the ass,” she laughs.
“I know. I just want to impress my family. I’ve never brought a girl home before. I guess that’s why my dad thinks I’m gay.”
“There’s nothing wrong with being gay,” she says.
“I know. I just… My parents are kind of… “
After she finishes freeing me I rub my wrists as I try to come up with the right term for it. “Assholes? I guess…”
“I know how that is, I disowned my parents a long time ago,” she says. She gives me an empathetic stare. “Look, I’ll tell you what, give me the details and I’ll consider it.”
“Really?” I ask looking up into those blue eyes.
“Yeah, to be honest with you, I haven’t celebrated Christmas for a really long time. It’d be a nice change for once.”
“You won’t regret it! I promise.”
“Hey, I didn’t agree to anything yet, I just said I’d consider it.”
“I’ll do anything you want. Anything. Just name it, I promise.”
She pinches her lips together as she rubs her cute dainty little chin. “Fine. But you owe me a huge favor and I’m going to punish the shit out of you when we get back. Just wait for the humiliating things I’m going to make you do.”
“It’ll be so worth it,” I laugh.
She gives me such a warm smile. “You know. I’ve never done this before. I guess I really like you. Now, get out of here before I change my mind.”
“Thank you so much! You won’t regret this, I swear.”
“I hope not.”
“I’ll show myself out.”
“Obviously.”
—
The Road Back Home
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” she says as she drives us both up north to my parent’s house. We ride in her new Tesla SUV. She’s got to be loaded. Her apartment itself must of cost a fortune. She’s got an entire penthouse to herself.
“I’m glad you decided to come,” I say.
“Don’t get too happy. Just wait until I come up with some kind of humiliating punishment for you,” she smirks.
“As I promised, I’ll do whatever you ask.”
“Oh, I know…” she turns and gives me such a devious smile before returning her eyes to the road. “So, give me the details about your family. What am I getting myself into?”
“Oh, where should I begin?” I touch my chin to think about how messed up my family is. “Well, for starters my dad is the most self-absorbed person you’ll ever meet. You’ll hear 8,000 different versions of his childhood all starting with back in my day. He’s also the leading expert on everything and he’s always right.”
“So he’s got a big ego, I take it.”
“That’s the understatement of the year,” I laugh. “My mother, on the other hand, loves to stick her nose in other people’s business. She’s also a cynic. You have no idea how many maids they have gone through because my mom either thinks their stealing or fucking my dad. She also loves to criticize. When she sees a flaw, she’ll pick at it and pick at it until you’re ready to blow your brains out.”
“Wow, sounds like you had a fun childhood,” she says.
“There’s still my brother and sister to talk about. And let’s not forget my extended family. One side is a bunch of crazy hillbillies and the other side is a bunch of stuck up rich snobs. Fortunately, you’ll only see the rich snobs. The hillbillies never get invited over to our Christmas dinners. They’re too much of a stain upon our family’s reputation.”
“Sounds like you’ve got a lot of pent up emotions towards your family,” she says.
“When you meet them, you’ll see,” I add.
“Okay, so tell me about your siblings,” she says.
“Well, where to begin, my brother is the golden boy. He literally can’t do anything wrong. Don’t get me wrong, he’s my brother and I love the guy, but in the eyes of my parents, he’s the equivalent to a saint. He’s also happily married with three kids. My nephew is 10 and my niece is 4. Alicia is a newborn. All of them are great kids. His wife’s pretty chill too.”
“And your sister?”
“The spawn of Satan.”
“Ouch. And why are you dragging me into this shit show again?” she asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Because even though you’re such a cruel mistress, deep down you’re a nice person? And you want to help me finally impress my parents? Oh and there’s the part where I owe you a favor.”
She lets out a sigh. “Yeah, I am a nice person, aren’t I?”
“By the way, may I ask what the favor is?”
She looks at me and gives me a grin only the devil could match. “What’s the worst possible situation you could possibly think of?”
“That you’re a demon and you’re trying to steal my soul?” The sarcasm drips from my words.
The look she gives me is that of a guilty person in an interrogation room after the detective accuses them of murder. “How did you know?”
“What can I say? I’m just a straight-up Sherlock Holmes.” We both laugh.
“You are rather smart, I’ll give you that.”
“So, I take it you’re not going to tell me then?” I ask.
“Of course not, the surprise is the best part,” she laughs.
I check my phone to see I got a text from my cousin Angela. “You going to be at the Christmas party?”
I quickly text her back. “Do I have a choice?”
“Lol. no. Cya in a bit,” she replies.
After a long drive, we finally pull up to one of my parents’ house. The three-story log mansion is the epitome of Northern Michigan’s wealth. She parks the car behind the cars that can only belong to my brother and sister.
“Welcome to my humble abode,” I say as I get out and grab the door for her.
“Thank you, slave.” She gives me a bright smile.
“Can you maybe not call me that here?” I plead.
“I was only kidding. I promise to exclude all BDSM from this trip, but when we get back, I’m going to punish you so severely. Just you wait, slave.”
I shiver runs down my spine at just the thought of what devious plans she has for me. I grab our luggage and we walk in together.
My father was the first to greet us. “Oh, you’re home. You look… healthy.”
His eyes wander over to Kayleigh. “And you are?”
“I’m Kayden’s girlfriend, Kayleigh.”
“Kayden never mentioned he had a girlfriend,” my dad says.
“Well that’s because we wanted it to be a surprise,” she says.
“Surprise!” I say with a bit of sarcasm.
My father’s eyes scan over Kayleigh as if he could give her a background check with his thoughts.
“Kayden has told me so much about you,” she says. “I’m happy that we can finally meet.”
“I’m sure he’s told you all good things,” my father says with a smile that isn’t all that warm as he tosses me a glance. He’s light fading golden hair that’s now almost nearly all-white is still comb to perfection.
“Yep,” she says, giving me a smirk.
“Ah, reminds me of back in the day when I introduced your mother to your grandparents,” he says.
“Did I hear Kayden?” I look around to see my older brother Charles walkout from the Kitchen. “I did!”
He rushes over and grabs me in a bear hug, pulling me off the ground. “How’s my little brother doing?”
“Great…” I squeak out as he crushes my lungs.
He sets me down as he sees Kayleigh. “Oh, who is this?”
“This is my girlfriend, Kayleigh. Kayleigh, meet my brother Charles.”
“It’s so nice to meet you. Kayden’s told me so many stories about you,” she says with a smile.
“Really? Did he tell you about the time at the cabin when we were teens? Or the boat trip? Oh and what about the spring vacation down to Florida? God those were some fun times,” he says with his golden smile that matches his golden hair.
“You two must be awfully close,” she smiles.
“Hey, Emma! Get out here, you’ll never believe it. Kayden’s got a girlfriend!” Charles yells.
“No fucking way!” I hear her yell.
“Language!’ mother shouts.
“Come on, mom! We’re all adults here,” she says as she comes to see us.
“Some of us, anyway,” Charles says to us as he looks back at Emma.
“Oh my god, you didn’t say she was hot. How the hell did you score this one? And to think we all thought you were gay,” she says, her golden hair tied up in a bun.
“Holy crap, you really are the black sheep,” Kayleigh says as she looks at my siblings and then at me.
“He takes after our mother,” Charles says.
“Always been a mommas boy,” Emma says.
“Shut up,” I sigh.
“Good to have you back, little brother,” Charles says.
I spot my mother as she makes her way towards us. “There’s my baby boy.”
She quickly pulls me into a hug. Her dark brown hair cascades over me like a blanket. “And who is this?”
“This is my girlfriend, Kayleigh.”
“It is very nice to meet you,” she says. “Kayden’s never brought home a girl. You must be very special. Although, he’s never mentioned anything about you.”
“Well, that’s because he wanted it to be a surprise,” she says.
“Or he’s just embarrassed by us,” Charles says.
“That’s more likely,” Emma agrees as she wraps her arm around my neck and speaks in a baby voice. “Our little brother has always tried to keep us a secret.”
“And you wonder why when you do stuff like that,” I mutter under my breath.
“Oh, don’t be like that!” she says as she messes up my hair. I wiggle myself out of her grasp.
“Uncle Kay kay!” Screams a little girl as she runs out from the kitchen and grabs ahold of my leg.
“Hey, how’s my little Junebug?” I ask as I lift her up into my arms.
“Better now that you are here,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck. Her matching golden locks are up in a mess. I see my nephew walk up as he plays on his phone.
“What up, uncle Kay! Catch any new pokemon?” he asks.
“Maybe a new shiny or two,” I admit.
“Really? Want to trade?” he asks.
“Maybe… only if you got something good to offer,” I say.
“Oh, you’ll give me those shinies, cause you’re my favorite uncle!” he says with a devious grin.
“I’m your only uncle,” I say with a flat tone.
“Doesn’t mean you’re not the best,” he laughs.
“I swear, it’s impossible to say no to you,” I laugh.
“You’re such a nerd,” Kayleigh sighs.
“I know, right?” Emma says with a giggle. “Please don’t tell me you’re a nerd as well.”
“Oh hell no,” she says. “But I got to say, I do think it’s adorable.”
“Well, it was a long trip, let me show Kayleigh up to my room so we can put our things away,” I sigh.
“Okay, we will be having dinner in a couple of hours,” my mother says. “The party will be at 6 PM.”
“We’ll be here,” I say.
“You better be,” Emma says.
I grab our luggage and Kayleigh follows me through the living room. “Hey Kayden,” Kate says as she feeds the baby in a rocking chair. “Sorry I couldn’t come to greet you at the door.”
“It’s all good, you look like you’ve got a handful. How is Alicia doing?” I ask.
“She’s doing great. Want to see her?”
“Maybe after you get done feeding,” I laugh. “By the way, this is my girlfriend, Kayleigh. This is Kate, my sister-in-law.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Kate says.
“You as well.”
“Well, we’re going to get all settled in,” I say as I start making my way up the stairs with Kayleigh following me.
We walk into my room and Kayleigh immediately starts to look through everything. “Just as I pictured it, filled with nerdy stuff.”
“You know, you didn’t have to tell them you were my girlfriend,” I say.
“And miss out on all the fun? Besides, this is all just a ploy to get you to become my full-time slave,” she says as she walks up to me and pushes me onto the bed. She twists my nipples so hard I let out a yelp. Then she leans down and brings her lips to my ear. “You make my dick so hard.”
“I. uh…”
She clasps her hand to my mouth.
“Hey, Kayden!” My brother barges into my room without even knocking. I dump Kayleigh off of me as I shoot up off of my bed. “Oh… Sorry. Anyways, Emma’s trying to get a game of Euchre going, you two want in?”
“Uh…” I look at Kayleigh who doesn’t look happy about being pushed to the side.
“Sure. We’ll play,” she says.
“Yeah, we’ll be down in a minute,” I say.
“Alright, sounds good,” he says as he leaves.
“You’re going to pay for that,” she says as she gets off the bed.
“I’m sorry. I…”
“Don’t even think about giving me an excuse,” she says, crossing her arms against her chest.
“Fine, what’s my punishment?”
“I’ll think about it later. Let’s go play. I take it we’ll be on the same team? Win for me and your punishment will be less severe,” she says.
“And if we lose?” I ask.
“You know how much I hate losing,” she says, turning her head away from me.
“I know, Mistress. I won’t let that happen,” I say.
She turns back to me with a beaming smile. “Good.”
We find Emma and Charles downstairs at the dining room table long enough to seat all of congress. Of course, it’s made out of only the finest wood money can buy.
“Ready to get your asses kicked?” Emma asks.
“Bring it on!” Kayleigh says.
“You know how to play right?” Charles asks.
Kayleigh shrugs. “Not really.”
“Alrighty then. We’ll go over the rules as we play. It’ll be me and Emma versus you two. First one-eyed-jack deals,” Charles says as we take our seats across from each other. Charles starts to flip us each a card until I get the one-eyed jack.
“Looks like I’m dealing first,” I say.
Charles hands me the rest of the cards as I scoop up the flipped ones. I start shuffling.
“So, how did the two of you meet?” Emma asks. Damit, I knew this question would come up.
“Well, it’s a funny story,” Kayleigh says.
“It usually is with Kayden,” Emma laughs.
“Well, it’s not super unique or anything, we met a party. Kayden actually crashed it uninvited. The party was being hosted at my place. I swear, I’ve never seen someone look so out of place. I just had to go rescue him,” she says, giving me a big smile. That may not be the entire truth, but it’s the gist. I accidentally walked into a swingers party and it was Kayleigh’s party. And that’s how my submission to the most wild dominatrix began, but I’m certainly not going to tell them that.
“My friend gave me the wrong address. He also told me to just come in when I texted him. So that’s what I did. I thought it was his party,” I try to explain. Oh, how wrong I was. It was a complete shocker to walk in and see a ton of naked people walking around this huge mansion. Some were talking casually as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Others were fucking in front of everyone as if they had the room to themselves. It was the craziest thing I have ever seen.
“That’s Kayden for you. Not exactly the most gifted when it comes to socializing,” Emma laughs.
“Oh, remember the Christmas party we had, was it 5 years ago?” Charles asks.
“The one with the fondue fountain?” Emma asks with a grin.
“Yes! That’s the one. It was the funniest thing ever. Kayden… I still can’t believe you knocked over the fondue fountain on Aunt Evie,” Charles says.
“She was pissed,” Emma says. “Chocolate got all over her fur scarf or whatever that thing was.”
“That’s an understatement. She definitely had some words to say to poor little Kayden. He was nearly in tears,” Charles says.
“I was not!” I argue.
“Were too!” Emma says.
“That doesn’t surprise me,” Kayleigh says. “I’ve seen him brought to tears on more than one occasion.”
“Let’s just play the game,” I say as I start dealing the cards.
“So how do you play this game?” Kayleigh asks.
“Okay, so the game is played with 4 players. And you’re in two teams of two, obviously,” Charles says. “The object of the game is to take 10 hands before the other team. You keep score with two 5 cards. Each time you get a hand, you uncover one of the suites on the 5 card. After you score 5 hands, you flip the card over and start over.”
“In order to win a hand, you have to get 3 out of the 5 tricks. Because everyone gets 5 cards and each card represents a trick. In order to win the trick, each player plays a card and whoever has the highest card wins the trick. Of course, as far as cards go, the highest card depends on which suit is trump. Trump is stated at the beginning of the hand. The dealer deals out 5 cards to each player, usually in sets of 2 to 3 cards. You normally play euchre with only half the deck. Only the 9 through Ace. So that means there will be some cards left over. Of the cards that are leftover, the top card gets flipped upright,” Emma explains.
“The player left of the dealer can tell the dealer to pick that card up and that’s what the suit will be or he can pass,” Charles says. “The dealer will always be the one picking up the card. If everyone passes, the dealer can choose to pick the card up or turn it over. If the dealer turns it over, the player to the left can choose any suit beside the one that was flipped over or he can pass. If everyone passes, the dealer has to choose. Because we play screw the dealer.”
“I would love to screw the dealer,” she says as I start dealing the cards. I can feel my face instantly burn hot.
“That’s gross,” my brother says.
“Are you not going to offer a cut?” Emma complains.
“I did, but you were too busy talking.”
“So this is how it’s going to be?” She says as she glares at me.
“This isn’t a game for the slow,” I say as I flip over the card on top. A jack of hearts. And I have a handful of spades. Lovely.
“Anyways, you and Kayden are a team. And as far as what cards are the highest. The Jack of the suit that is trump is the highest card and will win every time. It’s also called the right bower. The jack of the off suit, that is the same color will be the second-highest card and it’s called the left bower. Then it just goes Ace, King and down of the same suit. If no one plays suit than the Ace of the suit played or highest card of that suit will win.”
“You have to follow suit. So whatever suit is played, say if Charles plays an Ace of diamonds, you have to play a diamond,” Emma interrupts.
“I was just getting to that,” Charles says.
“If you don’t have a diamond, you can play a trump card and take the hand. The trump suit will always win over the other suits. So if Charles does play an ace of diamonds and trump is hearts, you could play a heart if you don’t have a diamond and win the hand,” I add.
“If you play a heart and you have a diamond, that’s reneging and the other team automatically wins the hand,” Emma says.
“Okay, sounds easy peasy,” Kayleigh says.
“Pass,” Charles says.
“Pick it up,” Kayleigh says so casually. Ah shit.
I pick it up and discard the 10 of spades. I hope she’s got a good hand because all I have is the jack of hearts and the ace of spades. With all the spades in my hand, the ace probably won’t have much of an impact unless I save it for last.
Charles plays the ace of diamonds.
Kayleigh plays a 9 of hearts.
“You don’t have a diamond?” Charles asks.
She shakes her head no. “Nope.”
Thank god.
My hopes were shattered when Emma plays the 10 of hearts.
“And I take it you don’t have a diamond either?” I ask.
“Nope.”
“I guess it’s up to me,” I play the bower. Hopefully, I’m not wasting it.
Kayleigh eyes me with a piercing gaze. Clearly, she expected me to have more hearts than that.
After I collect the cards, I play the ace of spades. Charles plays the left bower and takes it. Ah, crap. I hope we’re not going to get euchred. Kayleigh lays down the rest of her cards. Ace, King, and Queen.
“Yes! I was hoping you had something because I only had the jack and a handful of spades.”
“Are you sure you haven’t played before?” Charles asks.
“First time, I swear,” she says.
Charles gathers the cards and starts to deal.
“So, Kayleigh. How long have you two been dating again?” Emma asks.
“For about 2 months,” she says. What a wild 2 months it has been. God, I remember meeting her for the first time as if it was just yesterday. I search the entire place looking for my friend until I found Kayleigh. She was getting a blow job from a girl. Well, more like she was face fucking her. As soon as our eyes met, a wicked grin twisted on her face. Right then and there I knew I’d do just about anything she told me to. Of course, I had no idea I’d end up as her submissive. “It kind of just started out as a fling, but the more I discovered about Kay, the more I fell for him. He’s just this super sweet and innocent. You know? So adorable in his own way.”
“Eh, I don’t know about adorable, but he is sure fun to fuck with,” Emma laughs.
The next few hands we’re neck and neck. They take a hand and then we take a hand. Finally, we’re both tied up at 9 to 9. Charles flips up the 10 of clubs during his deal.
“Pick it up,” Kayleigh says.
We all just look at her. Once again, I’m stuck with nothing. I’ve got the Queen of clubs and that’s it. The rest are all hearts, go figure.
She plays down the Ace of diamonds. Emma immediately trumps her with the 9 of clubs.
“You’re about to get Euchred!” she smirks.
“I don’t know about that,” I say as I put down my queen.
“Yes! That’s my boyfriend for you! Way to pull through,” she says as Charles throws away a 9 of diamonds. I take the cards and put down the ace of hearts.
Charles puts down the 9 of hearts and Kayleigh puts down the 10 of hearts. Emma casually sets down the Jack of clubs. I look up at her and then at Kayleigh. Why did she tell him to pick it up if she doesn’t have the right bower?
For some reason, she doesn’t even look worried.
However, Emma’s got a wicked grin. “I don’t know why you called clubs, but you’re going to get Euchred.”
“Is that so?” Kayleigh asks.
“Yeah, you need two more tricks. I don’t think you can pull it off because I know I can get at least one of them,” Emma says.
“Are you sure about that?” Kayleigh asks.
“Without a doubt,” Emma smirks.
Emma puts down the Ace of spades. I nervously look over at Kayleigh. I hope she’s got a plan because I have nothing. I lay down the jack of hearts.
Charles puts down the 9 of spades.
We all look at Kayleigh nervously. She’s got to get this one. She plays the 10 of spades. Crap! If they win one of these tricks, we’re going to get Euchred.
Emma takes the cards, her smile is as dark as the night sky. She plays the king of spades. I lay down the queen of hearts and Charles lays down a diamond. Once again, we’re all staring at Kayleigh. Please have something. She tosses down the King of clubs.
“Yes!” I shout out. “That’s my girlfriend.”
“The hand’s not over yet. What’s your last card?” she says with a grin that could put the devil to shame.
“Isn’t the Jack of Spades the second highest card if clubs are trump?” she asks so innocently.
“Yeah, do you have it?” Emma asks.
“Why yes I do,” she says, as she puts it down on the table, giving us such a sweet smile as if she has no idea what she’s doing. But I know full well under that sweet and gentle smile is the most cunning and devious mind. She may look like an angel, but there’s no doubt in my mind she’s really a demon.
“Shit, I thought you had it, Emma,” Charles sighs.
“Like you did anything to help,” Emma retorts.
“Hey, I got us 7 points! I went solo one hand,” he says.
“And yet you couldn’t take one trick this hand? What good is it when you can’t even win when it matters.”
Kayleigh slyly gets up and walks over to me while they bicker amongst themselves. She leans over and wraps her arms around my shoulders and whispers in my ear. “I want to fuck you so bad right now, my little pet.”
Instantly, I go rigid like a pine tree. “Let me check on the food,” I say as I get up and unwrap myself from her.
I head into the kitchen to see Ms. Julieta busy at work. I can smell the oh so delicious scent of a roast in the oven. Must be covered in onions and mushrooms. “I have to say, Ms. Julieta, I’ve missed your cooking so much. Best part of coming back.”
“Awww, that’s so sweet of you to say, Kayden. You are such a sweet kid,” she says as she walks up and gives the cheek of my face a pat.
“I was just curious to see how much time I have before people start arriving for dinner,” I say.
“Oh about an hour or so,” she says.
“Okay, thanks Ms. Julieta,” I say. “By the way, this is my girlfriend, Kayleigh.”
“It is very nice to meet you, Ms. Kayliegh,” my family’s personal housekeeper says.
“Very nice to meet you as well and I so look forward to tasting your cooking,” she says.
Charles and Emma look pissed at each other as we walk through the dining room. “Hey, if anyone asks, we’re going to freshen up a bit,” I tell them as I lead Kayleigh upstairs.
We grab a quick change of clothes and head into the bathroom. As I turn the water on, she gives me a hard slap on the ass.
“Okay, slave. I demand that you undress me, bathe me and pleasure me. Got it?” She says with her arms crossed against her breasts, an eyebrow raised with a look that says it all. To deny her would result in severe and dire consequences.
“Yes, mistress.” I quick turn some music on so no one can hear what’s about to happen. The Blades blare over the speakers.
With utmost care, I slowly start to take her clothes off, starting with her shirt, gently slipping it over her head. I drop to my knees and unbuckle her belt and slid down her pants, revealing a lacy black thong. Slipping my fingers underneath the hem of her thong, I slowly slide it down. Her cock pops free of its confine and angrily stares at me.
“Now strip!” she orders. “And make a show of it.”
“Yes, mistress.” I climb off my knees and grab the bottom of my shirt and pull it over my head. I can feel her hands on my slim frame.
“I just can’t keep my hands to myself. How did I get so lucky to have such an adorable and obedient slave? And yet, you still refuse to submit completely to me. What are you afraid of?” she asks.
Her hands fall to my belt buckle as she undoes it. “I… I don’t know. I just. I’m afraid of my parents. And what if I don’t want to spend the rest of my life being degraded and treated like a slave? Don’t get me wrong, it’s fun every now and then. It really is, but full time? To spend every hour of every day like that… “
She slides my pants down and lifts each leg to get them off. “I see. So you don’t like serving me? You don’t want to be my slave?”
“No! That’s not it at all. I like it. I really like you. Ever since we’ve started this, I’ve changed. I can’t explain it, but I feel like I’ve grown stronger? If that’s the right word for it. Even with all the degrading and humiliating things you force me to do, I believe I’ve become a better person. If that makes any sense. It’s mostly because you make me stand up for myself to other people. It was because of you I stood up to that asshole Conner. I even brought you here to my parents even though you could easily destroy my life in front of them. You have the power to humiliate me worse than anyone could, but I believe you won’t do it. I believe deep down you want something more.”
She pulls down my boxers. “Don’t delude yourself into thinking I’m a good person. But you’re right, I’m not going to break you in front of your family. I want a loyal slave. If I were to hurt you like that, you would never forgive me. So you have nothing to fear about that. But I do think you need to grow a pair. Your family will never respect you if you let them walk all over you. And my pet maybe my little fuck slut, but he is not a weak little pussy.”
She grabs my balls and gives them a hard squeeze. “Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, mistress!” I squeal.
She loosens her grip and massages them. “God I love it when you squirm. After we get back, you’re coming with me to my club. It’s a BDSM club, and you’re going to dress the part. Naked and collared, just how I like my slaves.”
“What if…”
“Don’t talk. I want no excuses, buts or what-ifs. So what if someone sees you. It’s my club, I can do whatever I want and if someone tries to say otherwise, they’ll regret it. Don’t worry my pet, I won’t let anyone else hurt you. I’m the only one who can do that.”
“Yes, mistress.” The thought of being dragged around and humiliated like that kind of freaks me out. I know she’ll do it. I have no doubt about it. That being said, I still can’t believe she has her own club. I feel like we’re the same age and yet, somehow she’s wildly successful while I’m barely hanging on. Maybe she really is a demon in disguise.
“Now wash me. I expect every inch of my body to be spotless,” she says.
“Yes, mistress!” I say as I help her into the shower. She turns her back to me and pulls her hair over her shoulder, showing me her bare skin. “Start with my backside. I expect my ass to be licked clean. I want that tongue to get nice and deep inside my little rosebud.”
“Yes, mistress.” I slowly start to rub and was her shoulders, casually making my way down her back. My fingers work and knead her muscles. She’s so beautiful. A body like an angel. But she’s definitely no angel. She’s so petite. So small and yet so full. Her ass is like two soft pillows coming together. So perfect in every way. I drop to my knees. Running the sponge down her back, I get her all soaped up before washing it away with the steaming hot water.
“I’m considering your words, Kayden. If you don’t want to be a full-time slave, then what do you want?” She asks.
I run my hands over her soft yet firm ass cheeks. “I kind of like the idea of being your boyfriend.”
“Yes, it is a rather pleasant experience. However, I just don’t do monogamy. You see, I want everything. The world and all that’s in it. I like both men and women. There’s nothing like pound some sexy milf’s ass and while I smother my face in her breasts. Speaking of milfs, that maid you have is one hell of a milf. I might have to fuck her later.”
“I get that. I totally do, but please don’t do that. And I get it. I understand that you’re an ambitious woman who deserves everything. However, don’t you want the boyfriend’s experience? Don’t you want to know what it’s like to love someone? To have someone who loves you for you and who you can trust with your heart?” I ask as I spread her ass apart. Her brown eye gives me a wink. I can’t stop myself, I dive in, licking up and down the crack of her ass. Fuck, it tastes so good. Like a hot apple pie but with more musk and less apple. I grip her ass cheeks as my tongue slips around her little starfish.
“Fuck, that feels good. Keep doing that,” she moans. “And you think you can teach me that?”
My words come out muffled as I stuff my face between her soft ass cheeks. “I’d like to try.”
“Prove it to me. Show me what love is and I’ll consider it.”
“Yes, mistress.” I grip her ass as my tongue squeezes into that tight little butthole of hers.
“Don’t just wash my ass, as good as that feels, you need to wash my legs too!” she says as another moan escapes her lips.
As hard as it is, I pull my face out of her ass, but not before giving each of her cheeks a kiss. My hands journey down her legs as I spread soap all over them. I feel every muscle and rub them until they loosen up.
Before I finish, she turns around and slaps me in the face with her dick. A smirk forms on her luscious lips. “Fuck, I love seeing you on your knees ready to please.”
Her hands run through my soaking wet hair and she grabs two hands full, yanking me to her crotch. Her big fat dick lays flat cross my face as her balls hit me in the chin. I open my mouth and suck in her cum filled sac.
“That’s it my pet. Urgh fucking suck on them.”
I swirl my tongue around her scrotum and suck on her balls. “Just like that.”
I continue to suck until she pulls them out. “Finish washing me.”
I reach up with the soap and slowly work it across her breasts. Soft and supple. I squeeze and knead them. “Don’t play with them, wash them.”
“Yes, mistress.” Once I get them all soapy, I move down to her tight, rock hard tummy. I slowly cover it in suds before rinsing the top of her body off.
“I want you to clean my cock with your mouth,” she says.
“With pleasure,” I say as I look up into those eyes of hers. I look up into those cold steel-blue eyes and open my mouth. She leans forward and slides the thick head of her dick inside. I squeeze my lips shut and create a vacuum as I suck on it. She moans with delight. My tongue works the tip before I take more of her dick in my oral cavity.
With my hand, I massage her testicles before she shoves her cock down my throat. I choke on that dick of hers as she starts to fuck my face. I grip her hips as she suffocates me. Finally, she pulls out with a pop as I fall coughing and drooling.
“Want a reward for winning the card game?” she asks, raising an eyebrow.
I look back up into those blue eyes. “Yes, mistress.”
“Turn around and show me that soft butt. I’ll deposit your reward inside that hole.” I quickly spin around and present my ass to her.
I look back as she climbs down onto her knees and scoots up behind me. She places a hand on my hip as she guides her throbbing dick to my fuckhole. I can feel the tip slide upon and down the crack of my ass before she pushes herself inside me with one swift thrust. I gasp out in pain.
She gives my ass a hard smack. “You are already mine, just accept it my little Kay Kay.”
She slowly starts to push into me. That big dick of hers spreads open my ass wide. She puts her hand on my back and slides it up to my neck and pushes my face against the wet floor of the shower. She pulls out enough to ram that cock in deeper.
I groan out as her hips smack into my ass. She grabs my hair and pulls me up against her. I can feel her tits pressed up against my back. “Just submit to me. You’re all I want. I want you so bad. I want you chained up in my bed to use when I want. I’ll even let you be my boyfriend out in public.”
She keeps thrusting inside me. Deeper. “I’ve never offered anyone that. Don’t you see, Kayden? You’re special to me.”
She pounds my ass hard. She turns me and pushes me against the cold shower wall. Her hand presses up against the back of my neck, twisting my face to the side. I can feel her hot breath against my cheek as her dick gets stuffed all the way inside me.
She rams into me harder and harder. Fucking me with such hot intense passion. Finally, I can’t take it anymore and I explode all over the wall.
And that’s enough to send her over the edge as she slams into me with such force and erupts. Filling my ass with her hot sticky mess.
But she doesn’t stop. She continues to thrust into me as her cum leaks out and slides down my leg.
Finally, her cock starts to soften and she pulls out of me.
“Come here and clean off my dick, ” she says as she tries to catch her breath. I slowly slide down the wall and turn to sit on my ass as her cum drips out of my gaping hole. She grabs my hair and stuffs her cum covered cock in my mouth. I lick every drop of her salty seed and clean it thoroughly.
“Now clean yourself up. I certainly want you presentable for your family,” she says.
It takes me a second to pull myself together. My ass feels like I fell on it from a rooftop. She soaks up the hot water as she stands over me. I slowly climb to my feet. She looks up at me with those blue reserved eyes. I can’t even tell what’s going on inside that head of hers.
She’s a complete mystery to me.
Suddenly, she pulls me against her and kisses me. Her lips burn against mine as her hands wrap around and grab my ass. She’s never kissed me before.
It’s so… Intimate. And hot. As if her lips are inflamed with passion.
Finally, she breaks away. “Don’t expect me to kiss you in the future. That was a one-time thing.”
She smiles at me before giving my ass a smack. I wince in pain. “Now clean up and dry me off.”
I scrub out my ass and quickly put some soap on, wash my hair with the conditioner she likes and hop out of the shower. I grab a towel and get to work drying off her beautiful body starting with her feet.
I take special care to dry off that python between her legs as well as her bubble butt. Once we finish and get dressed, we head downstairs and join the rest.
“Just in time for the party,” my mother says as we walk into the dining room. She’s all done up in her best dress as she gets everything ready. “You two spend so much time in the bathroom, I was about to send a search and rescue team after you.”
“Well, we’re here now,” I smile.
“And please tell me you’re not going to come to the party like that?” she asks.
I look down at my outfit. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”
“It’s a formal dinner, hun,” she gives me a forced smile.
“Here, I will dress him for you, Mrs. Bradford,” Kayleigh says.
“Why thank you, Kayleigh. And by the way, you look lovely,” she says.
“Aww thank you. It’s a dress designed by the one and only Blake Cowell,” she says, doing a twirl in her beautiful dress.
“Now, come on Kay, let’s get you into something proper,” she says, grabbing my hand and dragging me upstairs.
As soon as we get into my room she yanks down my pants and spanks my ass. “Ouwww! What was that for?”
“That’s for not complimenting me on my dress and disappointing your mother,” she says and lands another hard slap on my ass. “And this is for asking questions. Even your mother noticed how adorable my dress is.”
“I’m sorry, you always look beautiful.”
“You’re right. Now strip those clothes off and let me dress you since you can’t seem to dress yourself,” she says as she goes through my closet. She rummages through it while I tear off my clothes.
“This will do,” she says as she grabs out a sweater vest, a tie and a collared shirt with complementary black pants. “Put these on.”
“Yes, mistress.”
Once I get changed, she drags me back downstairs.
“That’s better,” my mother says snidely. “Guests should be arriving shortly, why don’t you go make yourself useful and take their coats.”
“Yes mother,” I say.
“Kayleigh, would you like to join me?” she asks.
“Why certainly,” she says walking over into the Kitchen with my mother. I don’t like the thought of that.
I head over to the door and wait for our family to arrive and I’m not waiting long before an Escalade pulls up.
Out comes Uncle Rueben and Aunt Alice. Antony, Angela, and a black girl I don’t know pile out of the back.
I open the door for them.
“Aunt Alice, Uncle Rueben. Always nice to see you both.”
“Aww, you look so grown up. How are you, Kayden?” Aunt Alice pulls me into a smothering death hug. I nearly suffocate in her fur-trimmed coat.
She looks as young as she ever has. Not a wrinkle. Aunt Alice doesn’t look a day over forty. Her fiery red hair matches her spicy hot personality. She has the same perfume as always, the kind that just burns your nose hairs.
Uncle Rueben shares my dad’s perfect blonde hair, just like my siblings. One of the many reasons I feel like a black sheep. “Good to see you, uncle Rueben.”
He takes my hand and squeezes the blood out of it with his iron grip. “Heya, kid! What’s the news?”
“Word on the street is that it’s a good chance it’ll snow today.”
He laughs. “Good ol’ Kayden always one to point out the obvious.”
What does he mean by that? I can feel my face scrunching trying to figure out if that was an insult or a compliment. Maybe a bit of both? “Well come on in, let me grab your coats.”
“Good man,” my uncle says as he takes my aunts coat off her and gives it to me before adding his own coat to the pile.
“Kayden!” Angela says as she nearly collides with me, wrapping her arms around me like a steel vice. “It’s so good to see you, I’ve missed you so much.”
“Yeah, it’s not like we don’t text every day,” I laugh and lean into her since my hands are full of the two biggest coats in the Guinness book of world records.
“It’s not the same, I’ve missed our late night heart to hearts,” she says.
“I’ll take your coat,” I say as she breaks the hug.
“Nah, I’ll just deal with it myself. It gives us a chance to chat. It’s been forever since we last talked face to face,” she says.
“Yeah. I know. It’s been since… The last family get together. That was… Thanksgiving, maybe?”
“Yeah. It sucks we go to different schools. Why can’t you move over to Cali? Santa Barbara is so nice this time of year. As much as I love snow, I know how much you hate it.”
“It’s not that I hate snow, it’s just that it’s a lot of work. You’ve got to shovel, snow blow, start your car 15 minutes before you can drive it. And it’s cold.”
“Well if you would pick up a winter sport, you’d start to love it.”
“You know I’m not good at sports, Angy.”
“That’s because you don’t practice.”
“There’s no amount of practice that will make me good at sports.”
“That’s what you think. It took me years to get good at ice skating.”
“I still don’t get it.”
“Get what?”
“You live in Santa Barbara and you ice skate. How does that make any sense?”
“It’s called indoor ice rinks you moran. And I actually have to go all the way to LA if I want to skate. I’ve told you this, like, seven times.”
“Yeah, it’s not like I write this stuff down. I haven’t started working on my book The Life of Angela Bradford yet.”
“Maybe you should. It’ll be #1 on the charts. I’m going to be a gold medalist in the Olympics for figure skating one day.”
“Well, I guess I’ll start taking notes. Angela Bradford… She actually enjoys winter and she ice skates in Los Angeles. Apparently, they have an ice rink there. Who knew?” I laugh with a little snort. “I can already tell it’s Pulitzer worthy.”
“Well, maybe not if you’re the one writing it. It’ll have to be an autobiography.”
“Oh, by the way, this is my girlfriend. Sydney.” She says pointing over to the mystery girl. Was she standing there the entire time?
“Girlfriend? I didn’t realize you were gay.”
“The correct term is lesbian. And yeah. I found out this last fall. Aren’t you going to say hi?”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” I turn to Sydney. “Hi. It’s so nice to meet you. I’m sure she’s told you so much about you.”
“Who is he again?” she asks cluelessly. She’s actually rather beautiful. Her black hair is done in braids and she’s got such a bright smile.
“Sydney. Come on, be serious.”
“I’m just joking, come on Angy. Lighten up.”
Angela’s face burns as hot as her hair.
“Let’s go take the coats to the old folk’s bedroom.”
“Wait! Aren’t you going to take my coat?” I turn around to see Antony holding out his jacket. Ugh… he’s such an asshole.
“Antony, stop being a lazy ass and do it yourself,” Angela sighs.
“Seriously, is that how you’re going to treat your guest?” he asks.
I let out the longest most exaggerated sigh I can muster. “Your parents are our guest, you’re just a freeloader.”
Angela lets out a chuckle. “Hit that on the nose.”
“How rude.”
I toss Uncle Rueben and Aunt Alice’s coats on my parent’s bed. Angela and Sydney place theirs there as well along with Antony.
“Well, back to my post,” I sigh, heading back to the door.
“Well, we’ll come wait with you,” Angela says.
“You don’t have to do that,” I say.
“It’s not like we have anything better to do,” she says.
I only shrug as we head back to the entrance just in time to see a Lincoln pull up.
Out walks Uncle James and Aunt Evie along with the twins Adam and Gabe and their daughter, Amanda. All of them have perfect blonde hair. It helps when Uncle James’s wife has matching blonde hair. Therefore, there will be no doubt their kids will have blonde hair.
I open the door for America’s perfect family. “Kayden, it’s so good to see you, honey,” Aunt Evie says, pulling me into a hug and pecking each of my cheeks.
“It’s so good to see you as well Aunt Evie.”
“Angela, is that you?” she asks. And now I’m forgotten, like usual.
“Kayden, good to see you,” Uncle James says as he hands me his coat. Aunt Evie piles hers on as well before she pulls Angela in for a hug.
“Hey, Kayden. Thanks for taking our coats,” Adam says as he and Gabe toss their coats on top.
“Yeah, you’re a real boy scout,” Gabe says.
“Of course, he’s not an eagle scout like us, but hey, we all can’t be perfect,” Adam says. “Oh look, Angela. It’s good to see you, along with a girl I don’t know and another girl I don’t know. Did our family expand since the last time?”
“Oh, this is my girlfriend, Sydney,” Angela says. It’s as if she let off a bomb, all of them stare open-mouthed. “And I have no idea who that is.”
I look over to see Kayleigh standing there. “Hi, I”m Kayleigh, Kayden’s girlfriend.”
“No fucking way!” Adam says.
“Adam! Language,” Aunt Evie says.
“And we all thought Kay was gay,” Gage says.
“He’s never said anything about you,” Angela says.
“Kayden! It’s so good to see you!” Amanda says as she smothers me in coats as she hugs me.
“It’s good to see you too…” I muffle while I’m suffocating under the weight of the coats.
“Amanda, wait till you hear this, Kay’s got a girlfriend! And Angela’s gay,” Adam says.
“Wait a sec. Kaydon was allowed to bring his girlfriend!” Amanda raises an eyebrow.
“Angela’s got one too!” Gage says.
“What! How come I wasn’t allowed to bring my boyfriend? This is so unfair!” Amanda crosses her arms and huffs.
“Hey, it’s supposed to be about family,” Uncle James says as he walks off with Aunt Evie.
Amanda piles her coat on top. Now I can barely see.
Angela grabs a few off the top. “I’ve got your back like always,” she says.
We toss the coats on my parent’s bed.
“So,” Kayleigh says. “Aren’t you going to introduce us?”
“Yeah, sorry. I was a bit preoccupied trying to breathe under the mountain of coats. Angela, this is my beautiful girlfriend Kayleigh. Kayleigh, my cousin Angela and her girlfriend Sydney.”
“Nice to meet the both of you,” Kayleigh says.
“Yeah, definitely. I didn’t know Kayden had a girlfriend,” Angela says, giving me the look.
“I wanted to keep it a surprise,” I say.
“So, how did Aunt Alice and Uncle Rueben take the news that you’re gay?” I ask Angela.
“How do you think they took it? My dad freaked out, threw a tantrum, but my mom was level headed about it and supported me,” she says. “And of course it was my mom who let Sydney come with us.”
“It’s funny, everyone thinks you’re gay and practically has accepted it, but when I come out they all freak out.”
“And I’m not gay! I don’t know why everyone thinks that!” I sigh.
“I can think of more than a few reasons why,” Kayleigh smirks. I plead with her and she relents.
“It doesn’t matter to me either way, you’re still my favorite cousin,” Angela says.
“You too,” I say.
“You two are adorable,” Sydney laughs.
“I know, right?” Kayleigh says.
“Anyways, I should get back to my post.”
“Let’s all congregate at the door,” Angela says. “I would love to get to know more about Kayleigh.”
She leans in and whispers in my ear. “She’s super hot.”
That makes me raise an eyebrow. “Don’t try to steal my girlfriend, you’ve got your own.”
“Relax… I’m in love with Sydney.”
“Hey… I might just try to steal the both of you,” Kayleigh says with a devilish look of pure possession.
“Oh, that was unexpected.”
“Well, I am bisexual.”
“Kayden, you picked a winner,” Angela says.
“Trust me, it was the other way around,” Kayleigh says. “I’m definitely the one who snagged Kayden up.”
Angela laughs. “True, there’s no way Kayden’s actually capable of putting the moves on a girl.”
“Hey!” I stammer. “I’m perfectly capable of the act of seduction.”
“Just for the fact that you said it like that proves your not,” Angela says as we make our way back to the front door.
“Kayden, so far I love your family. Well, at least I love Angela so far. And your mom’s pretty…” Kayleigh goes to say.
“His mom’s a milf,” Angela finishes.
“That’s gross.” I can’t help but cringe.
“What? She’s not blood-related to me. You’re dad’s my dad’s brother. It’s totally fine if think your mom is hot.”
“I’d have to agree,” Kayleigh says. “What about you, Sydney?”
“Ditto,” she says.
“Speaking of my mom, what did she have you do?” I ask.
“Oh, we just had a chat while I helped her with a few last-minute decorations. She gave me all the dirt on you,” she says.
“Oh, I can give you all the juicy little secrets on Kay you could ever ask for,” Angela says.
“Really? You and I are going to become great friends,” Kayleigh says.
Just then a big Hummer pulls up. Grandpa Henry and Grandma Caitlin gets out.
I hold the door for Grandpa and Grandma as they make their way up. “Kayden, it’s good to see you, dear. How have you been?” Grandma asks as she gives me a peck on each cheek. “You look good.”
“I’m doing great, Grandma. I’ve even got a girlfriend. This is Kayleigh,” I say as I introduce her. “Kayleigh, this is my grandma Caitlin.”
“It’s very nice to meet you. You are beautiful. It makes me so happy to know that Kayden has such a lovely girlfriend,” she says.
“Yes, it is a pleasant sight for an old man such as myself,” Grandpa says.
“Hey, grandpa. How’s everything going?” I ask.
“Great, I’m still alive. That’s gotta count for something, right?” he asks.
“I’d say so,” I smile.
“Angela! You look so beautiful. My, have you grown into a nice young woman,” Grandma says as she gives Angela a kiss on each cheek.
“Thanks, grandma! This is my girlfriend, Sydney,” she says, introducing her.
Grandpa raises an eyebrow as his smile disappears. “Girlfriend? A black girlfriend? What has gotten into you?”
“Here, let me take your coats,” I say as I put my hand on grandpa’s shoulder.
“This is absolutely ridiculous. No granddaughter of mine is going to be a dike,” he growls.
“Henry! Don’t you dare,” Grandma says. “She is still our Granddaughter.”
Angela looks as if someone slapped her across the face.
“What’s wrong with being a lesbian?” Kayleigh asks.
“What’s wrong with it?” he looks as if he were just insulted. “It’s a sin. And you’ll go to hell for it.”
“Is it now?” Kayleigh asks. “Are you sure about that? Have you ever died before?”
His eyes were like knives as he stabs them into her.
“Henry, go have a seat. Leave the poor girl alone,” grandma says.
“Where’s Rueben, how could he allow this to happen?” he says as he storms off.
“Wow, your grandpa is such a dick,” Kayleigh says.
“Welcome to the family,” I sigh as I look over at Angela. “Are you alright?”
She looks like she’s on the brink of tears. “I’m fine.”
“I’m so sorry, Angela. I knew I shouldn’t have come,”
“No! Don’t say that,” she says to her girlfriend. “I don’t care what they think.”
She turns to Kayleigh. “Thank you for sticking up for me.”
“Anytime. If you ever need a place to stay, you and Sydney are more than welcome to stay with me,” Kayleigh says. I know there’s an ulterior motive behind her offer.
“Thank you! We might just have to take you upon. My dad can be insufferable,” she says.
“Tell me about it, I know the feeling,” Kayleigh says. She’s never mentioned her family before and I’ve poked and prodded every chance I could to unlock her past.
“You have an asshole of a father too?” she asks.
She laughs. “My dad’s the fucking devil.”
“We should start a club,” Angela laughs. “I know Kayden’s in.”
“What about kids with absent fathers?” Sydney asks.
“Absent fathers are the worst kind,” Kayleigh says. “Kayden, I am really loving your cousin and her girlfriend. They might just be my new best friends.”
She gives me such a sly wink. I can just see the sadism underneath. I knew this would happen.
“Kayleigh, can I talk to you for a second?” I ask, I grab her arm and pull her to the side. “Could you please leave my family out of this?”
“Why? Your cousin and her girlfriend are absolutely adorable. I have to have them,” she says with such a possessive smile.
“Please. I’ll do anything,” I beg.
“Oh, I know you will, my darling pet.” The smirk on her face sends a chill down my spine. “Now come on, don’t you have to guard the door?”
I give her one last pleading look.
She lets out a sigh. “It’s so hard to say no to that puppy dog face. Fine. Tonight, I won’t pursue them. But just tonight.”
“Tonight?”
“That’s all I’m promising. If I run into them again, they’re as good as mine,” she says. God, what have I gotten myself into bed with? Who am I kidding, I’m as good as hers.
We join Angela and Sydney back at the front door as a minivan pulls up. Aunt Val gets out with Uncle John along with Kim, Jay, Edward, and Shawna.
I open the door and greet them. “Hey, Uncle John and Aunt Val. Good to see you both.”
“Kayden, you’re looking well. It’s good to see you, buddy.” Uncle John says. His black hair starting to grey. Aunt Val’s golden locks still shine brightly.
“How are you doing, Kay?” she asks.
“I’m doing well. I’ve got a girlfriend now. Meet, Kayleigh,” I say as I wrap my arm around her.
“Wow, she’s a stunner,” Uncle John says.
Aunt Val gives him a sharp look.
“I mean, she looks smart,” he backpedals as he fixes his glasses.
“Thank you. It’s so nice to meet the both of you,” Kayleigh says.
“Here, let me grab your coats,” I offer.
“That’s very kind of you,” Aunt Val says as she hands me her coat. John also piles his on.
“Hey, Kayden,” Kim says as she stomps off her boats.
“Hey, Kim. How’s it going. This is Kayleigh, she’s my girlfriend,” I say.
“Aww, and here I thought you were gay,” she says.
“Why does everyone think I’m gay?” I ask.
“Hmm, it’s hard to tell,” Kayleigh says as she slyly grabs my ass. I go as rigid as aboard.
“It’s no big deal, I’m still trying to get my brother to come out of the closet,” Kim says.
“I’m not gay!” Jay stammers as he walks in behind her.
“Yes, you are!” Edward laughs at him as he plays his little video game.
“Okay, kids. For the last time, it doesn’t matter if Jay is gay or not. We’ll still love him all the same,” Uncle John says before he and Aunt Val head off.
“I’m not gay!” he says.
“Stop lying to yourself,” Kim says.
“I saw Jay wearing Kim’s underwear!’ Shawna says as she comes in and kicks off her little tiny boots.
“Shawna! You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone!” Jay says, looking as if he’s about to cry.
“That’s so gross! Why would you take my underwear, you pervert! I’m your sister,” Kim says.
“Maybe if you pay me 20 dollars, I won’t tell anyone else,” she says. Holy shit, for a little kid, she’s devious.
“I’ve already given you 20 dollars,” he says.
“Fine! I guess I’ll have to tell Grandpa,” she says.
“Wait! Okay, okay,” he says. “I’ll pay you when we get home. I promise.”
“Since you’re handing out money, I’ll take some as well. It’s the price for wearing my underwear. You perv,” Kim says.
“I love your family,” Kayleigh whispers in my ear.
“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with wearing women’s clothing,” Angela says.
“Hey, Angela!” Jay says.
“Not when it’s your sisters,” Kim sighs. “How’s it going, cous?”
“Great, it’s good to see you all.”
“Hey, Kay!” Edward says. “Who’s that!” He points at Kayleigh.
“It’s my girlfriend.”
“No way, she’s got really big boobs!” he says.
“Ed! Don’t be such a perv, you little creep,” Kim says.
“It’s okay,” Kayleigh laughs.
“Who’s this?” Kim asks as she looks at Sydney.
“This is my girlfriend, Sydney,” Angela says.
“Oh. Wow. Please tell me you took a picture of the look on Grandpa’s face when he found out?” Kim says.
“Oh he was pissed,” I say.
Kim laughs. “Grandpa, that racist old man. Doesn’t surprise me one bit. Gotta love him though.”
“Well, I gotta take all these coats to my mom’s bedroom. You guys want me to take yours as well?”
“We can take our own coats,” Kim says.
They follow me to the bedroom as we dump the coats on the bed. Then we head downstairs to join the rest of the so-called kids. Adam, Gabe, and Amanda are sitting on the couch. Antony is off by himself on texting furiously on his cellphone and taking selfies. Of course, Emma and Charles don’t consider themselves kids anymore and are probably upstairs drinking with the “Adults.”
June and Elon are making a mess with playdough.
“Ed and Shawna, why don’t you join June and Elon,” Kim says we join everyone else. Kayleigh pushes me on the recliner and sits in my lap.
Sydney and Angela get awfully close to each other on one end of the giant wrap around couch, while Kim and Jay sit between them and Amanda.
“So…” Adam says. “Got any alcohol hidden down here?”
“No, unfortunately, Emma emptied out all her former hiding spots,” I say.
“So, Emma’s too cool for us kids?” Amanda asks.
“It seems so,” I say.
“I may have smuggled in a joint,” Kim says.
“Are you serious? What if mom and dad find out?” Jay asks.
“It’s not like it’s illegal or anything. Besides, they both smoke anyways,” she says. “And who do you think I got the weed from?”
“No way! Aunt Val smokes pot?” Amanda asks. “For some reason, I can totally see Uncle John smoking.”
“Yep, she likes to keep it on the down-low,” she says.
“Well fuck it. When in Rome,” Gabe says.
“Are you guys in?” Kim asks us.
“I don’t know,” Jay says.
“I wasn’t asking you,” she says.
“Well, of course, we’re in,” Kayleigh says. I give her a sharp look and she lets out a sigh. “Don’t’ be such a prude, Kay. Grow a pair of balls and do it.”
Angela looks at Sydney. She shrugs. “Sure why not.”
“What about the kids?” Jay asks.
“Well, you can stay here and keep them from coming outside and busting us,” Kim says as she gets up. We file out through the walkout basement. Luckily the upstairs deck provides the perfect cover so they can’t see us and it keeps the snow off the ground. I’m the only one out here in slippers.
Kim pulls out a pill bottle. Inside is a bag with a joint in it. She lights it up and takes a puff as we all huddle in a tight-knit circle for warmth. She takes one more hit and then passes it to Angela.
Angela puffs on it like a pro before passing it to her girlfriend.
“Shit, Angela. Didn’t know you smoked weed,” Gage says or was it, Adam. I can never tell them apart.
“You didn’t know I was a lesbian either,” she says as Sydney blows out several smoke circles before passing it to Kayleigh.
She takes a long puff from it and then lets it seethe out of her mouth as she sucks it in through her nose. She hands me the joint.
“Uh… Not to sound like a noob, but how do I hit this exactly?” I ask.
“Here, give me it,” Kayleigh says as she takes it from me. “When I kiss you, breathe in.”
She takes a giant hit from it and pulls me into a kiss. I do exactly as she says and my lungs get attacked by second-hand smoke. I instantly break away and start coughing.
“Lightweight,” she laughs.
“Shit, Kayden. Your girlfriend is a badass,” one of the twins says.
She hands one of them the joint.
It makes its way through several times. Kayleigh kisses me once more with lungs full of smoke.
The door opens and Jay comes out. “Guys, it’s time for dinner!”
“Ah, fuck. Time to watch the shit show,” Kim sighs as she puts out the joint and puts it back into the bag and container.
We slowly make our way inside. “My fucking feet are cold,” Adam or Gage says.
I laugh. “Thank god for these slippers.”
“And thank god for the top deck, or we’d have to walk in snow,” Angela says.
“I can’t believe you guys did that,” Jay says. “What if they find out?”
“Who gives a shit if they find out,” Adam says.
“For real,” Kim agrees.
“You got any spray?” Amanda asks.
“I’ve got Fabreeze,” I say as I head over to the bathroom and grab the bottle.
“Perfect,” Amanda says as she douses herself in it. We all take turns covering the scent before heading back upstairs.
In the dining room, my mother had a long table added for us “kids” and a side table for the children. The food’s already put out so we all grab a seat. Grandpa sits at the end of the table with grandma next to him. Mom and dad sit on the other side with Uncle Reuben and Aunt Alice next to grandma. Uncle James and Aunt Evie sit on the other side next to mom and dad. Kate and Charles sit next to Aunt Evie with Emma sitting on the other side of Charles. Uncle John and Aunt Val sit across from them.
I sit next to Angela and Sydney at the far end of the table with Kayleigh next to me. Adam and Gabe sit next to Emma. Kim and Amanda sit next to Aunt Val and Jay sits across from us with Antony at the end of the table, right next to me. Great…
“So,” Antony says. “Did you guys enjoy your pot-smoking outside?”
“Are you serious?” Gabe asks.
“I knew that’s what I smelled,” Emma says. “And you didn’t offer me any.”
“I can’t believe you all,” Aunt Evie says. “We leave you alone for one minute and you’re off getting high. Incredible.”
“You ever wonder why no one wants to hang out with you?” Angela asks Antony.
“As if that wasn’t obvious,” I sigh.
“Settle down everyone,” my mother says. “We’ll let it slide for today.”
“How can you just let it slide?” Aunt Evie asks.
“Honey, it’s Christmas, let’s just deal with it later,” Uncle James says.
“Let’s just say grace and start eating,” my mom says.
“Couldn’t agree more,” grandpa says.
“Darling, why don’t you say grace,” grandma says.
“Dear Heavenly father. Please bless this food to our bodies and forgive our children for sinning. Please allow my granddaughter Angela to see the light and repent her wicked ways.”
Angela gasps and Kayleigh lets out a silent chuckle.
“Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. Help my daughter Valerie see that the man she is with is a weak and pathetic loser.”
“Seriously dad?”
“Honey, I’ve told you a hundred times, he is a loser. You never listen to me,” he says.
“Dad, let’s just get on with dinner. Dear God, amen. Everyone dig in,” my dad says.
“Wow, your family is more entertaining than the internet,” Kayleigh whispers.
“Tell me about,” I sigh.
Angela looks as if she’s about to cry. “Excuse me,” she says as she gets up and leaves. Sydney follows her.
“Why do you have to be such an ass?” Aunt Alice asks as she gets up and storms off after her daughter.
“What? I was just telling the girl the truth. You agree with me, don’t you son?” he asks uncle, Rueben.
“Trust me, I’ve tried getting through to her,” he sighs.
“You didn’t have to deal with it at dinner, dad,” Aunt Val says.
“Can’t we just get through one family dinner without someone leaving in tears?” my mother asks.
“It could be worse,” Kate says. “Your husband could be fucking some faggot’s ass at work.”
“Honey, seriously? I’ve apologized over and over again for that,” Charles says.
“Holy shit!” Kayleigh gasps under her breath. “Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better.”
“You wouldn’t need to apologize if you didn’t do it in the first place,” Kate says.
“Are you kidding me, son? Is what she says true? Are you fucking some faggot?” my dad asks as he stands up.
“Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse,” grandpa sighs. “Jesus Christ. Anyone else here got any news they’d like to share? Jay? Please don’t tell me you’re one of those god damn trannies.”
Jay’s eyes go wide as the color drains from his face.
“What’s wrong with someone being transgender?” I find myself asking before I realize it.
“Oh for fucks sake. I always knew you were an odd one,” the old man says.
“Henry!” grandma says.
“What? Even his hair color is off,” he says.
“What are you trying to say, son?” my dad asks as his eyes drill into me.
“What I’m saying is that I don’t think there is anything wrong with someone being trans,” I say, standing up.
“It’s a goddamn sin.” grandpa slams his hand on the table.
“Besides the fact that it’s fucking gross,” uncle Rueben says.
“You said that right,” my father says. “I don’t understand why people can’t behave like civilized folk.”
“I don’t even know why I’m apart of this family, you guys are so judgemental over everything. Who cares if someone is gay or trans? What difference does it make?” I ask.
“Kayden, why are you making such a scene right now?” my father asks.
“You need to sit down and shut up,” grandpa says.
“Henry! Don’t talk to my son like that,” my mom says.
“Your son needs to learn how to be a man,” he says.
“Henry! Stop being an ass,” my grandmother says.
“For once, Caitlin, you and I agree,” my mother says.
“No! I’m the head of this family and I’ll do as I please,” he says.
“I’m going to have to agree with dad. This family has no room for that kind of behavior,” my dad says.
“Then this family has no room for me,” I say.
“Kayden!” my mother stands up.
Kayleigh stands up. “Did I forget to mention that I’m trans?”
Everyone gasps.
“Come on, Kayleigh. Let’s leave,” I say as I grab her hand and head to the door. “Get the car started and I’ll grab our stuff.”
“With pleasure,” she says.
“Kayden!” I hear my mother shout behind me as I rush upstairs.
I hear her follow me upstairs. I walk into my room and start repacking my shit.
“Kayden!” she says as she walks in.
“Don’t try to convince me to stay,” I say as I continue to pack.
“I’m not. I just came to say I’m so sorry,” she says.
I stop packing and look up at her. Tears fall from her eyes. She doesn’t hold back as she walks over and pulls me into her arms. “You are still my son and I will always love you no matter what.”
Now I’m crying. She pulls me tight against her as her hand cups the back of my head.
“I’m not going to stop you from leaving. Just please be safe,” she says as she finally let’s go.
“You’re not mad about Kayleigh?” I ask.
“Why would I be mad? I think she’s good for you,” she says. “Honey, I know you think I’m some strict, Christian mother, but I will never let anything come between the love I have for my children. If she makes you happy, then I will love her like a daughter.”
This time I’m the one hugging her. “Thanks, mom.”
She lays a kiss against my head and holds me tight. “That’s what mothers are for.”
We finally let go of each other. She gives me one last kiss on the forehead. “Call me when you get home. I just want to know that you’re safe.”
“Yes, mom. I promise I’ll let you know as soon as we get off the road,” I say as I grab my stuff and take one last look at her. She’s crying. I wish I could quell the hurt.
“Go, before your father does something stupid,” she says.
I nod and leave. I put on my boots and coat on and meet Kayleigh in the car.
She’s got it running. Thank god this driveway is big enough for us to sneak out.
“Fucking hell, Kayden. I’m so hot for you right now. What you did back there was sexy as fuck,” she says. “We’re going to the closest hotel and I’m going to fuck the living shit out of you.”
She peels out of the driveway and speeds down the road. “Slow down! It’s icy out.”
“Don’t be a pussy,” she laughs as I hold on for dear life. “I never thought I’d have so much fun. I’m so glad you invited me.”
She pulls into the closest hotel and gets us a room. Before I know it, I’m flung onto the bed before I can even get settled in.
She pounces on me like a lioness after her prey, tearing off my clothes without a care.
It doesn’t take long before we’re both naked. She has me pinned down underneath her as she furiously attacks me with kisses. I’ve never seen her like this. Her hands claw at my skin as she dry humps me with such crazed passion.
She grabs the back of my knees and pushes them to the sides of my head. “You’re going to use lube, right?”
“Oh right, sorry,” she jumps off the bed and rushes over to her bag. She never apologizes. I’ve never seen her this hungry for sex. I mean, shit, normally she’s a nympho, but not like this. She runs back and slides back onto the bed as she squeezes out a glob of lube and pushes her finger up my ass. I gasp at the sudden intrusion. The cold gel makes me shiver. She covers her cock in it and tosses the bottle aside.
Once again, she pins my knees up against my shoulders and without warning, she pushes inside me.
I yelp out in pain as she has at it. She doesn’t go easy and starts to fuck me hard. She spreads my legs out before leaning over and kissing me. I lock my legs around her ass he bites down on my lower lip and fucks me harder and harder.
My moans echo across the room, matching each of her thrusts. The building pleasure surpasses the pain as she humps me without restraint.
Her hands cup my face as she pulls back to look into my eyes. She silently pounds my ass. Looking into those steel-blue eyes, I can see myself in them.
“Kay, I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything,” she says as she hilts herself inside me. “Please. I’m begging you, be mine. All mine. I won’t ever hurt you. At least not too badly. I’ll even let you be my boyfriend. And I’ll be your girlfriend. Just submit to me and be my slave forever.”
“Fuck… Okay! I’ll do it. I’ll be your slave. Just don’t stop fucking me,” I moan out.
“Really?” she says wide-eyed, pausing as if to make sure she heard me right.
“Yes! Besides, I kind of just walked out on my family so I don’t really have anywhere else to go and I’m in love with you,” I say.
“I love you so much, you won’t regret this!” she says as she leans down and presses her lips against mine before continuing her assault. She pounds me like a sex possessed demon. My own cock explodes between us from the onslaught. I’m moaning at the top of my lungs.
She doesn’t stop. She just continues to thrust fast and hard inside me as she kisses down my neck. She bites down hard, leaving a mark. Finally, she pushes herself balls deep inside me one more time and a blast of steaming hot cum fills up my bowels.
I feel like I just entered heaven. Fuck… I feel so fucking good right now as she pumps me full of her sticky seed. Elated. That’s how I feel. I feel higher than I did after I hit that joint. Fuck… Being bottomed by her is better than getting high off weed. She finally pulls out.
She presses her lips against mine once more and kisses me so deeply, I can feel her tongue explore my mouth.
After such a long kiss, she finally breaks away. She gets up and hops off the bed. She struts over to her bag. “Don’t you want to cuddle?” I ask.
“In a sec, I just need you to sign your life away,” she says as she pulls out a folder. She takes out a pen and walks over to me, I watch her dick sway back and forth between those beautiful legs of hers.
“I need to sign of contract?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“Just precautionary. It protects both of us,” she smiles at me. How can I say no to that smile? God, I feel so amazing. I love the afterglow of our sex. It’s euphoric.
She hands me the folder with the contract on top.
“Just sign right there.” She points at the x with the line at the bottom.
I quick glance it over. “What’s this about my soul being yours?”
“Nothing, I just wanted to cover everything. Now hurry up and sign it, I’m ready for round two.”
“Fine, whatever,” I sigh. I’m way too elated to care about the contract. I sign the line with the X and hand it back to her.
Holy fuck, I must still be high from the weed. Her eyes just sparked red.
What the hell? Her skin! It’s as if it just inflamed and turned crimson red. Her hair just caught fire.
Her eyes are burning and her feet! She’s got hooves for feet. I choke as something wraps around my neck. I grab ahold of her tail as it tightens around my throat. Holy fuck, she’s got a tail!
“You… You’re a demon?” I stutter.
“Obviously, I’ve already told you that,” she laughs.
“And you’re finally mine! Mind, body and soul!” Her voice echoes in my mind.
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