Tom began to run his callused right hand over the now red shrinking chest of the little brunet kneeling in the begging position, at his feet.

He really enjoyed this feelings of power over her precious 'titties'. The fact that she did not liked it, or even know him, just made his day. He smiled down at her, and then demanded.

"You ain't going to lie to me no more, are you bitch?"

"N.No Sir" Wendy managed to answer with tears flowing down her cheeks. Starring at her tile floor.

Tom leaned back and the chair groaned with the added stress.

"Francis get me a refill of this coffee, and heat it up. I don't like this luke warm shit. I think little tits here going to be all right. why with a little training. Yes sir. I'll bet we'll have us a real fine cum eater. Won't we slut.?"

Wendy's head snapped back from it's bowed position to stair shocked into Tom's grinning face. Her mouth gapped opened. At first no words would come out. Her hands flew to cover her mouth.



"UH P.Plea. I well I mea. I.don." Wendy stammered "AAAAAHHAHWHAAA" She started to scream as Tom, displeased with her response, splashed his remaining coffee on Wendy's small sensitive chest.

Immediately she fell face down, to the floor. She was trying to hide her now aching mammarys from a further application of more of the hot coffee.

Tom stomped his foot onto her soft round ass, effectively pinning her belly down on her own kitchen floor. Then over his shoulder he ordered,

"When the coffee is boiling, I mean really boiling, bring the whole pot over here. I think the slut here's going to need some 'stimulating' to correct her shitty attitude."

"NO! Please I'll . I'll do what you want you don't know how that hurts. I'll be good. I promise." Wendy begged from her subservient position.

Smiling, Tom removed his foot from her ass and ordered.

"Get back up there, like I like, and this time open them match stick legs. I like it when a woman opens her lips, all her lips wide open, for me. Shows me, her good intentions."

Wendy scurried back to her knees again and assumed the humiliating, begging position again. This time, after she held up her hands like a begging dog, she spread her knees open a little and then looked up pleading to Tom's impassive glance.

In a few minutes, Francis came over and pored a refilled steaming mug of coffee in Toms now empty mug.

Tom had not even acknowledge Wendy subservience. He took a sip of his coffee and then he took up the pot and said as he began to turn toward the cowering woman.

"Make another pot Francis. This slut is playing shy slut with me. I guess I going to have to fill her cunt with this here coffee."

When he turned back, with the hot pot, toward the cringing Wendy. Her legs had shot open as far as she could and remain kneeling. Why she even gaped her mouth open.

"Well you aren't really as dumb as you look are you slut. I should burn them nubbins off.Playing shy with me again and . and you being a slut all along. Aren't you? Slut.?"

"Yes sir. I." Wendy pleaded with her eyes.

Tom put the pot down on the table. He then reached under her now gaping crotch and with his fingers he began to explored her privates. With a raggedy thumb nail he commenced to flicking her small sensitive clit.



"You snake your way into those tight slacks, wear fancy underwear, stuff those shitty excuses for tities in that padded tit sling to create the appearance of titties. and then you try to play a shy slut with me." Tom babbled on as he played with her formally private little slab of skin and nerves.

"Francis we got us a real juicy slut. You are aren't you slut?" Tom inquired of his novice as he withdrew his thumb and offered the slimy digit to both women to prove his point.

Wendy starred down at the tile floor and hoped that it would just open up and swallow her up. It did not happen. He wiped her juices on her upper lip to remind her of her bodies betrayal of her former attitude.

"Ain't that right bitch?" Tom demanded.

"Yes . Sir" Wendy answered with the fishy smell of her crotch bearing witness to his statements of her behavior in her nostrils.

Wendy now knew deep inside her belly.

"I got to take a wicked piss. Francis whyn't you strap on your tool and drill her out for me. You! Get over here and put your head through the opening in the chair. Not that way crawl around and slide in from the back. Yea like that. Now lay them puny titties into the seat. Good! Now open wide for old Francis. You bring that fiber tape with ya hon?"

"Right here dear." Francis answered as she knelt behind Wendy and went about the job of taping the woman's legs open. to the chair legs.

As Francis taped her thighs to the chair legs effective spreading her ass wide open as Tom explained to her.

"Old Francis here is going to expand your horizons, as well as those smelly small holes. Why . when I get back, she'll have you all busted out to man sized." Tom said addressing her open defenseless ass crack. "Now you help old Francis or I'll have to stimulate you again. You hear me?"

"Yes sir" Wendy answered the tile floor and tried to think of a way out of this. Her tile floor offered no alternative.

"Can't have these holes all shrunk up like this here. Why your husband must be a real needle dick. but don't you worry. Old Francis will take care of everything" Tom again ran his right thumb nail over her crack from little clit. to her tight ass hole.

Wendy felt . well sick. or wet or. She wasn't sure.

With that and a swat to her left ass cheek. Tom turned ambled on down the hall to find a toilette. (When you got to go you got to go.)

"Ok tiny tits. You heard the man. Now I going to start you out slow but you give me any trouble and I just slip forward and split you open like a ripe melon. Tom might be will be real mad but by then you will just be in pieces. You got that? . Now when you feel it bind up you better push back and spread out all you can." Francis offered. guiding the dildow from her purse to its first drilling . of Wendy's ass hole.

Wendy was scared. She tried to open up right then, but when she felt the cold rubber thing slip past her ass cheeks she couldn't help but tensed up.

Her hands reached back to stop Francis but it was too late.

"No! Please! Don. AAAAA" Wendy started but the unyielding thing drove inexorably forward into her ever stretching vaginal grommet.

Francis was true to her word. She went slow. She really enjoyed it when the 'head' stretched out a new tight cunt or ass. Then as it passed the beyond the ring of muscles guarding Wendy's tight hole she eased up. She did not even speed up as the long, long, cylinder like stalk started to sink ever deeper into Wendys vitals.

Soon Wendy felt her belly begin to cramp up against the chair seat.

Suddenly their was a lessening of pain and then Francis informed her,

"That's the head. Now we get the shaft in there. Ready little slut?"

Wendy's mind screamed but she could not get enough breadth to form the words. She could only twist and turn and shake her head. Hyperventilating all the while. Her hands reached back futilely but did nothing.

Wendy was stuffed full and getting fuller by the second. She knew she would just split open at any second when the 'head' bottomed out. She felt it hit her uterus. It hurt, but secretly she felt better. It could go no further. Or so she thought.

"Shallow pussy you got here slut. Tom ain't a gonna like that. Let's us just try and drill er out some." Francis confided in her suffering victim.

Wendy did not know what she meant but she was hopping that was it for her vagina.

The head started the long agonizing way back out of her precious hole. It was slow going as Wendy's muscles seemed to be trying to keep the thing in. Every millimeter was agony and when it was all out but the 'head' Wendy sighed with relief. Her belly contracted and no longer rubbed the chair seat. Then Francis bent over her and leaned into the dummy with all her weight.

"Wheee. Open up little slut." Francis said as the 'head' started it's now familiar journey again, only this time it was roaring along like a truck going into a tunnel. Her fuck pipe muscles gave up their job and just got out of the way.

"UHHH" Wendy uttered as the 'head' slammed into her uterus at about 10 miles an hour. She could not take it any more she swooned. The punch to her diaphragm, from inside caused her to expel all her air.

Francis was about half way out when she realized the little slut had left her. mentally. She reared back and when the 'head' was still forcing the vaginal grommet and labia open she reached for the pot of boiling coffee.

"Fall asleep on me you slut." Francis muttered as she carefully lined up the spout with it's target.

Carefully she pored a small bit or the stimulant on the tight little furled grommet that would be her next target.

The response was violent and immediate.

Wendy woke up! Her ass hole was on fire and she had a nagging empty feeling in her belly and a burning all along her perineum. Her innards ached and her virginal grommet was stretched to the breaking point. Her innards felt bruised and she could do nothing but try to gain enough oxygen to keep alive. She flailed her arms. She bit her lips. Nothing helped.

The 'head' popped out of the vaginal grommet and slid against the other smaller grommet across the burning perineum. The smaller now red grommet was still spasming from its stimulation with the coffee and now it felt the pressure from the 'head'.

Wendy reared her head back to scream her lungs out. Then felt a hand seize her hair.

Her eyes focused on a slimy fat uncircumcised dick head before her face.

"UMHHHHH" Wendy grunted and tried to close her now gaping mouth.

Smack. SMack. SMAck.

Tom slapped her face fore and aft and back again.

"I told you to keep them lips open slut. I don't ever want to see that hole closed with out me in it . again."

She gaped her mouth open. She then tasted the smelly piss tasting head into her oral cavity. She went on grunting as the dummy was forcing her small grommet to adjust to the it's full girth.

"Francis? How is it going. She as tight as the last one?" Tom inquired of his accomplice.

"Tighter. Her fucker has to be microscopic. and he never tended to this hole back here. at all." Francis informed him as she forced more and more of the dummy in the virginal hole.

"Good thing you let me open it for ya. She liked to broke the damn dummy with her muscles. You want me to use the sand paper wrapper after or are you going in her bear back first?"

Wendy thought. She hollowed her cheeks and tried every nasty thing she ever heard to make him come. If she did that maybe he'd lose interest in her holes and she live through this.

"Francis this little slut's mouth is just made for dick, and you said you thought she never. She is going after my meat like she's never ate anything else. Why after I come I'm going to have her tongue me to sleep for a while till a recharge my batteries. Come on slut faster. more tongue. Flutter that tongue you whore mouth slut. AHHH AHHH AHHH. Yep she is a right good cum eater." Tom related as he sat down in the chair holding her head to his crotch like his favorite dick covering.

Wendy again passed out and did not enjoy the further opening of her tight little ass hole.

-

Wendy awoke on her back in her own safe bed.



NOO her cunt as and breasts all hurt too much and then she heard.

"Now we see if you learned anything." Tom informed her from a position leaning over her vulnerable body.

Wendy thought.

"Legs up there. up on my shoulder. Now beg me to do your ass hole." Tom demanded.

Wendy looked around the room frantically for some escape. Some one or thing to save her.

She saw the coffee pot there beside the bed on the night stand.

Then she felt the monsters dick driving through her ass cheeks.

It came to rest at her now sore ass grommet. She looked up at him and saw that he wasn't going to take no for an answer. Then too their was the pot of hot coffee.

"P.Plea.Please fuck me." she managed.

Tom smiled and forced the warm live prick into the now stretched, aching hole and demanded.

"Louder. bitch. Louder. We know you like to show it and now you're going to get it fucked. Now beg me. or we can have Francis open it up more. Maybe some coffee . Come on."

"FUCK ME. FUCK ME . FUCK ME ASS. OH GOD FUCK MY ASS!"