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The next day, I woke up early
John was still sound asleep on his palette, snoring softly, as usual
while Mother, Paul and Jean were away, I made him stay naked
he was on his back, with his blanket over his legs and crotch
his chest was bare
I reached down from my bed, grabbed the edge of his cover, and slowly pulled it off, exposing him completely
he never woke up
his cock was soft and laying gently on his right thigh
his balls were low in their sac, and resting between his legs
I grabbed his cock and slowly started to massage it
John never woke up, but his cock was responding to my touch
as it grew, it started to point up toward his face, now resting semi-hard on his belly
lying there, he almost look angelic
too bad
BAM! My right foot came off the bed, and planted right in his nut sac... He sat straight up, gasping for air
but, as usual, he never covered his nuts, leaving them a good target
once, he settled down, I made him get on all fours, and spread his legs
I had him arch his back and keep his head up, just like they make dogs do in the dog shows
his nuts were hanging down really low now, from all the stretching I had been doing to them
his cock was still semi-hard, and pointed down
I grabbed his balls, and started to massage them
it didnt take long for a stream of precum to form on his pee hole
after several minutes, it reached the floor
his cock was rock hard now
I went to my drawer and found the dildo Mother had given me
taken the precum from his cock head; I smeared it on the tip of the dildo, and placed it between his butt cheeks
I started to twist and shove it in his asshole, taking my time and continuing too massaged his balls
once I was sure it was at the opening of his asshole, I shoved hard
there was some resistance at first, but then it went in all the way
John howled like dog, but a good squeeze to his balls, got him back in position
I started to fuck his asshole with the dildo, in and out, slow then faster, over and over; all the time massaging his balls
I wanted to make him come without ever touching his cock
and it didnt take long till he shot all over his bed
As he shot, I squeezed really hard, so I could watch his eyes bug out of his head while he shot
after the final gush of cum, I released his balls
his breathing started to go back to normal
I pulled the dildo out of his ass, and it had some traces of poop on it; so I made John lick it clean
then I sent him off to shower to cleanup and fix my breakfast
Today, I was going to use John in a way I have never done before after breakfast and he had done all his chores for the day, I had him stand at attention, legs spread wide, hands behind head I took a pieced of rope and tied his hands behind his back, tight, but not so tight as to cut off the circulation then, I proceeded to take a length of rope and tie it to the top of his ball sac when done, I had about six feet of rope left over I led him out behind the shed using the rope as a leash there was an old oak tree there that provided lots of shade, and a big grassy area where Jean and I play I had John sit down under the tree, Indian style I went up to the house and came back shortly with a huge sack filled with some of the stuff from Mothers liquor cabinet Normally, she would be pissed if I touched the liquor, but, I think when I tell her what I used it for, it will be Ok Seeing all the booze peaked Johns interest, as he intently watched me take each bottle out of the sack, and arrange them neatly under the tree I had about 8 bottles of stuff, some tequila, vodka, run, bourbon, and something called schnapps...Not sure what that is, but it smells like peppermint... I started with the bourbon, taking the bottle over to John standing over him, I grabbed his hair and jerked his head back, and told him to open his mouth when he did, I started to pour the bourbon down his throat he took about 3 good swallows, then started to gag I stopped long enough for him to catch his breath, then proceeded to pour again... most of the bourbon was going down his throat, but some was splashing on his face and body I kind of like the way bourbon smelled He gagged again, so I stopped he was breathing hard, and his eyes were bloodshot from where some of the bourbon splashed into them I would say about half the bottle made it into his mouth, with just a little bit left so I poured what was left on his head I went over under the tree and sat there and watched for about 10 minutes while John huffed and puffed and coughed finally, he had settled down Next I grabbed the vodka bottle I got down on my knees right by Johns head, and put the bottle to his lips I told him Drink then tilted the bottle up he started to gulp it seemed like the vodka went down easier than the bourbon, cause he took nearly 10 gulps before he had to stop for air more than half the bottle was gone, so after a few minutes, I made him drink the rest by now, I could tell that the booze was starting to make John drunk he was swaying from side to side, and looked like he might fall over at any moment this is what I wanted a drunk John I untied his hands, and told him to stand up it took him several minutes, but he finally made it to his feet it was all he could to stand there without falling down I grabbed the leash, and started to lead him around the yard by his balls it was all he could do to keep up why he never fell down is a mystery to me the longer I led him around, the drunker he got the booze was really kicking in now back at the tree, I shoved him to his knees I untied his hands then pushed his head to the ground so his ass was high in the air I went and got a bottle with a long neck on it, and opened it it turned out to be a bottle of tequila I poured a little of the tequila on Johns asshole, then started to massage it with my finger in his drunk state, he was actually enjoying me fingering his ass pervert after several minutes of playing with his asshole. I took the mouth of the bottle and placed it at his ass then, tilting and shoving at the same time, I plunged the neck of the bottle into his ass he moaned some, but in his drunk state, Im not sure he even knew what I had just done with the bottle turned up, it slowly drained into his ass it was a slow process, and took about 10 minutes, but it was funny listening to John the alcohol kind of made him forget his place, and he was talking up a storm nothing I could understand, but he was talking away finally, the bottle was empty I had John stand up It was hard for him, but he made it to his feet just then, his ass exploded all the booze came rushing out along with a fair amount of shit he just stood there, shitting himself after what seemed like an eternity, he stopped I got the hose and hosed him down good he hated it and tried to avoid it, but I got him cleaned off While he stood there, barely able to stand, I got an idea I went over to him and punched him in the stomach I said Come on John take a swing at me I dare you if he wasnt drunk, he never would have tried, but in his state of mind, I was making him mad about that time, he took a half-hearted swing but, it was like in slow motion, so I had no problem dodging it I kept egging him on, teasing him to hit me he was staggering all over the yard trying at one point, he forgot about the rope tied to his nuts, and stepped on it It jerked on his balls so hard, he went down like a rock then, he just laid there on the ground, moaning and talking under his breath he was pretty much wasted, and it was time I finished the job I rolled him over on his stomach, then took the rope around his balls and tied his hands behind his back they were tied in such a way if he struggled too hard to free his hands, he would be pulling his balls hard so, it was stay tied or castrate yourself next, I rolled him over on his back he was laying on his hands, but his balls were still visible between his legs I opened all the other bottles, and taking one in each hand, straddled John I ordered him to open his mouth when he did, I started to pour both bottles down his throat think it was vodka and schnapps he gagged and spit a lot of it out, but just as much went down his throat it was in his nose, eyes, ears, and all over his body when those bottles were empty, I grabbed the two more bottles both tequila I started to pour them down his throat, when he closed his mouth tight well, standing just over his nuts, it was really easy to plant my foot on his helpless sac Johns eyes popped out of his head, and when he opened his mouth to scream, I poured the rest of the two bottles I still had one bottle of rum left, and just poured that over his entire body, head to toe he reeked of booze when all the booze was gone, I just watched John gag and choke on the ground it didnt take long till he was puking his guts out he rolled over on his side, and was really puking hard I got the hose and started to spray him clean as he was puking he throw up for all most 15 minutes but when he stopped, he just laid there while I pounded his body with the hose I not only cleaned all the puke off, but I was making sure to hit his nuts as often as possible but, I dont know if he felt it, because he just laid there and took it Once he was finally clean, I turned the hose off when I went to check on John, he was out cold I checked his eyelids, and no pupils he was breathing, cause his chest was going up and down I yelled at him to get up nothing planted my foot on his nuts, nothing kicked him in the head, and though his head bounced nicely back and forth, he still didnt come too he was out cold Cool I untied his hands and took the leash off his balls, and spread him out on the grass I took my shoes off and stood on his belly it sunk in almost to the ground I shifted on my feet and watched as his belly went up and down I know I was churning his insides up then I stood on his chest I could feel each rib under my toes I dug my toes deep between his ribs I could feel them separate some when I did I got off his chest and went up to his head I kicked his head to the right with my foot, and then proceeded to stand on the side of his head with both feet I was rocking forward and back making his head go one way, then the other my toes were curled over his face, and I dug my big toe into his eye socket I could feel his eyeball, sink into his head I got off his head and straightened it up so he was looking up then I put my right foot on his forehead, and placed my left foot on his throat most of my weight was on his forehead, but as I shifted to his throat, he started to make gurgling noises, and his chest stopped moving when I released my left foot, he would breath again I liked the control I had over him I walked down to his crotch, and stood directly onto his balls and sac I think if the ground wasnt wet and soggy, I would have crushed them right there, but they gave way with my weight Next, I went to the shed and got an old piece of garden hose, one with the metal end cut off . I hooked the other end to the hose, leaving the open end out I turned the water on and gauged it to where it was a nice, slow flow of water coming from the hose next, I marked where I positioned the knob, so I could put it back in the same place I took the hose over to where John was passed out, spread his legs wide open, and sat down between them I reached under his ass till I found his hole with my finger, then guided the open end hose into his ass I slowly worked it up his shoot till I thought about 10 inches were inside him then I went back over to the knob, and turned it on too the place I marked I ran back to John, sat down between his legs, and waited for the water to make its way through the hose I felt the hose stiffen when the water passed by my hand and started into Johns asshole slowly, ever so slowly, I watched as his ass filled with water I was keeping my hand right at his asshole, so the hose wouldnt come out after a couple of minutes, his belly started to extend the pooch slowly got bigger and bigger, till he looked like he was pregnant the hose was pressing against my hand, trying to come out of his ass, but I wouldnt let it Just then, John started to cough and water started to come out his mouth and nose I pulled the hose out of his ass fast, and all the water shot out like a cannon I never saw so much water as what came out his ass he was still coughing and puking water, but he was still out cold I rolled him on his side so he wouldnt choke to death by now, the grass where we had been playing was covered with booze, shit, puke and soaked with water so I grabbed Johns ankles, and dragged him to the other side of the tree once there, I got the hose and hosed him off clean he was still out cold his belly was still swollen some, so I figured he still had a lot of water inside him his eye was black from where I had shoved my big toe in it there were lots of small bruises on his chest and belly from where I stood on him John was still passed out under the tree, when I heard the phone ring in the house I ran up the hill knowing it was Mother calling She wanted to know how I was doing, and if John was taking good care of me . I told her yes and we were fine she said they would be home in four days and if I needed her, to call this was my chance to find out the deal with John... I ask Mother where John had come from, how she met him, and why was he so willing to let me do anything to him I could tell that Mother was hesitating to volunteer the answer, but I pressured her to tell me and so goes the story, in Mothers own words I met John about 15 years ago he was very handsome back then and totally devoted to me and willing to do anything for me we had a lot of fun for about six months, John willing to do anything I wanted him to do I loved having that kind of power over a man I made him do strip tease dances for me, play with himself for my amusement, kept him naked all the time at home, and he loved doing whatever I asked of him, just to make me happy some men are like that Buck was and so is Paul then, one day I woke up sick at my stomach not sure what was going on, I went to the doctor and found out I was pregnant this was not something I wanted right then and, knowing it was Johns, I suddenly lost complete interest in him not sure if I was going to keep the baby or not, I did know I wanted no part of John in my life anymore, as a lover or father to my child, if I decided to have the baby not telling him I was pregnant with his baby, I kicked him out the very next day his whole life revolved around me, and he couldnt understand why I didnt want him anymore he would call all the time, come by the house unannounced, and wouldnt leave me alone finally, I had to put out a restraining order that he wasnt permit with 5 miles of the house or 500 feet of me when out in public finally, he took the hint then, about 3 months ago, while I was in another town on business, I saw this homeless man begging for money on the street corner he recognized me right away, but with the tattered clothes, full beard and mustache, I didnt see it was him He approached me and told me who he was, and begged for me to take him back I felt a little sorry for him, so I started to give him some money on a weekly basis just enough to get food and a cheap place to stay then, you ruined Buck which I didnt care about, cause I was long over him, too but, seeing how down you were after I sent Buck away, I decided to make John an offer I told him I wanted nothing to do with him, but my daughter needed a house slave I explained fully what would be expected of him, and he agreed the rest you know Well, this explained some of it, but I still thought there was more to it than that, and I kept pressuring Mother to tell the whole story she hesitated and tried to change the subject, but I wouldnt let her finally she said Well, I wasnt going to tell, because I thought it might make a difference in how you treat John, but way back when, when I was pregnant, well, Fern, John is your Father Suddenly it all made sense the resemblance in the face and eyes everything Mother asked me if I was alright, and I said Im fine she didnt sound convinced, but I told her we could talk more when she got home later that week we said our good byes and hung up When I made my way back to the tree, John was still passed out on his back like I left him I sat down next to him for awhile, and just stared at him over the past several months, I had kicked, beat, and knocked my own Dad out cold I had drugged him, got him drunk, and jacked him off I made him eat his own cum, shoved things up his pee hole, and almost crushed his balls the same balls that produced me I watched as he was raped by another man, and had gay sex with him my mind was racing with thoughts of what I had done to him, how he let me, and what was to happen next could I continue to abuse John like I had knowing he was my father? Did he even know he was my father? Would my life with John around be different now? Why did Mother put me in this position? I was having so much fun with John, now what? I sat there for quite awhile watching John sleep off the booze his furry belly rising slowly with each breath the bruises on his face, chest and belly I had caused him not many girls get to see their father naked, passed out, play with his cock, make him shoot, stomp his balls, and all the other stuff I had done to him With that, I stood up, looked down at my John aka Dad, and smiled at his naked body lying there helpless and vulnerable then, I took my foot and stomped his balls as hard as I could he jerked and moaned, but never came too I decided right then, that this man would never father another child, and my goal the next four days, was to destroy his manhood forever
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