Independence Day, Part 2

Continuation of part 1 as the owner gains her independence from her 
dick.

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With that she opened her medical bag and took out a long, clear, 
rubber hose.  She began to explain that it was a catheter, usually 
used on patients who had trouble peeing or were in situations where 
they could not get out of bed to pee.  Gripping the head of her dick 
she began to forcefully shove the rubber tube into it's opening.  She 
said that in the hospital she would use a light lubricant to help the 
ease tube along it's way, but in this case, she wanted me to feel the 
discomfort and pain.  For too long she had felt that she had been a 
slave to her dick.  In actuality I was her slave and my dick belonged 
to her, but she resented that her dick still got erections, standing 
there looking at her as if demanding to be taken care of.  Tonight, 
she planned to take total care of it and it's standing at attention 
request.  Once the catheter had been fully inserted and I could feel 
it poking inside my bladder she showed me the other end other end of 
the tube.  She also asked her daughter to get the box from the van.  
My owner then began to explain about how catheters work.  Usually it 
would be connected to a bottle, bag or something to catch the pee as 
it was released from the bladder.  But tonight, she had another 
container to put my pee in.  She then showed me the valve release on 
the tube saying that using it she could control either releasing the 
pee or allowing it to remain and build up in the bladder. About this 
time her daughter returned with the box.  My owner opened the box and 
took from it a large rubber dildo, shaped in an exact likeness of a 
mans dick.  In fact it looked like my owners dick, except it was much 
bigger than her's.  She then showed me a hole in the bottom of the 
dildo base and inserted the end of the catheter tube into it.  She 

released the valve of the tube long enough for pee to begin to flow 
to the end of the tube into the dildo.  She shut off the valve just 
as pee began flow spew out of the piss end of  the fake dick.  "Open 
your mouth" she ordered.  When I did she remove the now sucked 
cleaned tampon, then shoved the large dildo deep into my mouth and 
throat. "No use in wasting what mother nature has provided us with is 
there" she said as she once again opened the valve.  I knew it was my 
own pee that was flowing into my mouth and down my throat, but I had 
no choice.  I had consumed the pee of my owner and her daughter many 
times, but never my own.  Still just the chance to relieve myself 
took turn over my other comforts.  The pee flowed for what seemed 
forever and by the gallons before it finally stopped.  When the flow 
did end my owner turned off the valve saying "There now, do you feel 
better?  This way you were able to stay hard and get ALL the pee out 
of you.  Well, at least out of your bladder".  With those words said 
she jerked the dick end of the tube and ripped it out of my bladder 
and out of her dick.  I looked down and saw a small drop of blood on 
the end of her dick, caused by the violence that had just been done 
to it.  Had it not been for the dildo that was still in my mouth, I 
would have screamed loud enough for the people at the main lake to 
have heard it.  Once I had calmed down, my owner gently and slowly 
removed the fake dick from my mouth.  "How did it feel to have a dick 
shoved in you, then have it squirt down your throat?  Now you know 
what I've had to do all these years.  But, my independence is coming soon!"



Her daughter came over and handed my owner a small metal wire.  At 
first I did not know what it was, then I recognized it as a 4th of 
July sparkler, the kind the kids lit and run around with as they 
waved and swirled them in the air.  The daughter asked if she could 
have the honors of the first independence day firework.  My owner 
took the sparkler from her, grabbed her dick, then shoved the wire 
deep into my pee hole.  The shove was sharp.  I felt it tear through 
the urinary track, into the meat of her dick.  She then handed her 
daughter a lighter and said "go ahead, light him up.  You go first 
because I've got the last one saved for me."  Her daughter lit the 
end of the wire and sparks spewed everywhere.  The falling sparks 
that would normally be cool to the hand showered hot on my naked 
groin.  But the worst was yet to come.  As the sparkler burned 
further down, the heat carried through the wire into the shaft of my 
dick.  It felt as if I was being cooked from inside out.  Then the 
sparkler burned down to it's end and the head of my dick.  The 
showers of sparks and the heat of the wire turned into the inferno of 
a welders torch, scalding the head and inside of my dick.  Tears ran 
from my eyes so that I could no longer see faces clearly, just 
visions.  But the expressions on their faces didn't need to be seen.  
I could heard their laughter and their joy, both of which was as 
intense as my pain.  But the pain had just begun.  They then used the 
rest of the box of sparklers, then another box that sparkled in 
another color and then a third box and color so that by the time they 
were finished, I had been sparkled in what they called a red, white & 
blue spark festival.  



As they took turns inserting and removing the wires each time they 
became more violent and more forceful.  My owner lit the last one, 
but before it had been inserted.  She then acted surprised and 
said,"Oh, I forgot to put it in first.  But I can't put it in the 
right way now, I'll get burned."  Then as she looked me in the eyes 
she grabbed her dick and said "better you than me" as she quickly 
pushed the lit end into the shaft.  The sparks were quickly 
extinguished but the burning continued down my shaft as she continued 
to push it in until just the tip of it was left out.



With the sparklers used up my owner and her daughter decided it was 
time to move on to the next method of  celebration.  My owner grabbed 
her dick again, this time with a gentle caress.  She once again began 
to administer a loving and seductive masturbation.  In spite of the 
burns I had just received and in spite of the deep stabbing I had 
just been given and the rough wire that was still deep within me, her 
movements began to fill not only good, but wonderful.  My recent urge 
to cum had not fully went away and her operations were quickly 
renewing the feeling.  As she continued her stroking, she also began 
to rub her naked breast against mine.  She began kissing me and 
whispering that she loved me.  I responded by telling her of my love 
for her as well.  The same women who had moments before allowed her 
daughter to join her as they sadistically torture me was now tenderly 
loving me.  And I thought she might even allow me to cum as the 
exploding point of my orgams quickly approached.  She even asked me 
about it.  "I bet you want to cum don't you.  It has been so long 
since you were last serviced and I know my daughter got you hot and 
ready to go a little while ago."  Then her facial expression and her 
mood changed, just as quickly as if she were Dr. Jeckle and Mrs 
Hyde.  "Forget it.  You still expect me to service you.  Even after I 
get the thrill of sparking my dick you still remain hard and with the 
expectation of still being serviced.  I don't know where you get such 
ideas that you are here to be serviced by me.   I am here to be 
serviced by YOU!"  "But, since you seem to be tied up right now, I'll 
let my daughter do it for you this time."



With that she released her dick and went over to where her daughter 
had layed out one of the blankets that I had brought.  They looked at 
me and laughed then said together,"Hope you enjoy the show...we 
will."  They began to hug each other, then to kiss and caress.  As my 
owner layed on the ground her daughter joined her, but between her 
opened legs.  She then began to use the skills of her young tounge on 
my owners sex to quicker bring her to a shattering orgasm.  My owner 
then got up and took a strap-on dildo from the box, put it on and 
returned to her daughter.  As my owner stood, her daughter kneeled 
before her and went down on the excessively large phallus.  Once she 
had lubricated it well she turned and bent over with her exposed ass 
and pussy widely open toward me.  As her mother got in position 
behind her she glanced back at me and said "bet you wish you were 
here", then she slid the dildo in to the hilt as her daughter's pussy 
wet with pussy juice and menstrual blood easily accepted it.  They 
began humping slowly, then increased their speed until they looked 
like a fuck movie being played in fast forward making them both a 
moving blur.  As her daughters orgasm approached my owner increased 
not only the speed but also the forcefulness of her thrust.  Then 
they both came together in a unison cry and scream of ecstasy.  My 
owner unharnessed herself from the fake dick that was still fully 
planted in her daughters pussy.  They then rolled away from each 
other and just layed there resting and enjoying their glow.  While 
they had been doing this and I had watched my urge to cum had 
increased over what I had already thought was the highest level of 
need a person could have achieved.  Had it not have been for the 
restricter ring that was still around the base of my owners dick I 
too would have exploded with them.  But as it was, all I could do was 
watch, watch and suffer with love for my owner.



After a short rest and recover time my owner rolled over and kissed 
her daughter and said, "we still have some more fun stuff to do.  Let 
me have that dick in your pussy,  I have somewhere else to put it 
while you get the rockets from the box."  Taking the used sloppy red 
wet dildo from her daughter my owner began to walk back to me.  "Did 
you enjoy the show" she asked."Here, this will let you know what you 
missed.  Open wide."  As I opened my mouth she shoved the dildo in. 

I could taste her daughters juices still on it as it slid over my 
tounge and into the back of my mouth.  No straps were needed to 
secure it in me as the diameter alone wedged it in and made it 
impossible to push or spit out.  My owner then once again began 
rubbing her dick saying "you need to be extra hard for this next 
part. Any softness could cause a dangerous problem for my daughter 
and I.  Stiffness is needed to insure that the angle of trajectory is 
correct."  I had no idea what she was talking about but I didn't 
imagine I could have been much harder, nor could I imagine I would 
have went soft after all the stimulation I had received.  As I saw 
her daughter approaching I saw something in her hands that began to 
explain what my owner had just said.  Rockets!  Bottle Rockets!  I 
now knew what her plan was, but gagged with the dildo in my mouth I 
couldn't object.



"What's a 4th of July without rockets" her daughter said as she 
arrive and handed the handful of 12 rockets to her mother.  They both 
looked at me and smiled.  The daughter continued her explanation of 
the festivity as she said "you will  notice we placed you toward the 
lake.  You are going to be our rocket launching tube.  You might not 
be a bottle, but you have somethings that will work much better...for 
us that is.    From here we can watch the rockets fly and explode 
over the lake."   As she said that her mother was doing something 
with her dick.  As I looked down and around  the object sticking out 
of my mouth I saw her attaching two lengths of leather cord to the 
center shaft of her dick.   She then tied each of the cords to my 
opposite legs, slightly below my knees.  This caused my hard dick to 
be pulled down and angled toward and over the center of the lake.  
After she had completed preparing the launch tube my owner took one 
of the rockets and said "You went first last time, I'll go first this 
time."  With that she grabbed the tip of the sparkler wire that was 
still in me and yanked.  As I jumped from the suddenness of it's 
removal she said" better get used to things coming out of my dick 
quickly.  These rockets are going to come out a lot faster than 
that."  She then slowly began to slide the rough wooded shaft of the 
bottle rocket into the opening of her dick.   The rocket's shaft was 
much longer than the wires of the sparklers and caused a beeper pain 
as it was fully inserted.  My owner then began slowing sliding the 
rocket shaft out of her dick, then back in.  She continued to fuck 
her dick with the rocket shaft saying she was trying to lubricate it 
so that it wouldn't get stuck and explode in her dick.  After she was 
satisfied with her fucking actions she stopped, then took her lighter 
and lit the fuse.  Sparks flickered from the fuse as it burned into 
the bottom of the rocket.   Then nothing.  The sparks quit as if it 
had went out and the rocket was going to remain in her dick.  Then 
suddenly the sparks renewed and began erupting out of the bottom of 
the rocket.  Without further warning the rocket began to move forward 
and up, shooting forward and pulling it's shaft behind it and out of 
me.  The rough wooden shaft had felt scatchy as it went into me, but 
coming out was even worse.  It felt as if every fiber of the shaft 
was coming apart leaving thousands of splinters inside my piss tube.  
As the rocket launched over the lake and exploded my owner and her 
daughter gave the classic fireworks response of "AH" and "OOH".  I 
however screamed with pain into the fake dick that seemed to be 
swelling in my mouth.  "What did you think of that?" her daughter 
asked me as she was quickly inserting another rocket for launch.  
Without allowing me time to answer, as if I could, she quickly lit 
the second rocket and away it went.   This time my already tortured 
dick felt as if it was being ripped apart from the inside.  The 
burning, the splinters and the force of the launch intensified.  
Minor adjustments were made to change the elevation and range of  
remaining ten rockets which my owner and daughter took turns firing.  
When they each had one rocket left they decided to do them together.  
Each of them held onto my owners dick, spread the lips of my burned, 
torn, and bleeding pee hole and slowly inserted the shafts of their 
rockets, side by side.  They didn't stop pushing until the bottom of 
their rockets were resting against the hole they had put them in.  My 
owner then slightly pulled them out saying she didn't want to get the 
fuses wet.  My owner then paused her actions and turned her attention 
to me.  "I see you are still hard and horny.   And I suppose you 
still expect to be serviced and given some relief for your hardness.  
Very well, I'll give in and do what has to be done and give you the 
relief you expect to receive.  I guess you have earned it after all 
this.   But enjoy it while you can because this is independence 
day."  As she bent back down to light the fuse her daughter asked, 
"why don't we have a contest momma?  Who ever's rocket launches and 
explodes first gets to give him his pleasure.  I would love to fuck 
him one more time."  "It's a deal" my owner replied.  "And if you 
win, you can have him.  I'm tired of being expected to service him."  

They then lit their fuses and waited.  Because the rockets were so 
close to my hole the launch sparks they spewed out as seemed to go 
right into me, burning me as the sparks shot down and the shafts 
ripped out.  They watched to see who's left me first and then to see 
who's would be the first to explode.  The rockets timing was close 
but my owners was slightly ahead.  As it left and exploded she cursed 
at what she was about to do.



Pulling the dildo from my aching mouth my owner replaced it with her 
tounge as she deeply kissed me.  She continued to kiss me all over as 
she slowly let her kisses go south, toward my bleeding, burned, torn, 
ripped. and pain filled but impossibly hard and horny dick.  As she 
took the dick into her mouth and began to slide her lips around and 
down it she used her free hands to untie and remove the cords that 
had secured it as a launching tube for the rockets.  She then began 
to roll the restricker ring up my shaft as her mouth continued down 
it.  When they met she remove her mouth to completely remove the 
ring.  She slid back up my body stopping with her face in front of 
mine saying "I hope you enjoy this.  And if I were you, I would make 
sure to remember it too."  Her daughter had brought over our drink 
cooler for her to stand on and placed it at the base of the tree. My 
owner stood on the cooler, raising herself well above me, then 
lowered herself onto her hard and waiting dick.  The feeling of her 
pussy encasing the pussy neglected dick was overwhelming and I nearly 
cum right then.  But I was able to hold off, determined to enjoy this 
for as long as I could make it last.  She bean to move herself up and 
down, girating as she went and all the time kissing me and rubbing 
her breast against me, squeezing herself closer and closer.  I was in 
ecstasy.  I had been hurt and abused, teased and denied, used and 
left unrelieved, but now it all seemed worth it.  My owner was 
finally giving her dick a chance to cum.  Then I thought maybe this 
is just another tease.  Maybe she planned to get me to edge and then 
stop again.  This fear was quickly destroyed when I heard her whisper 
into my ear "you may cum now".  With that I let it go.  After the 
violent rapes from the catheter tube, sparklers and bottle rockets 
and the damage they caused I wasn't sure if I was squirting blood or 
cum, but it felt wonderful to have something gushing out of me.  My 
orgasm continued as my owner continued to now forcefully ram and 
impale herself on her dick.  Even as my orgasm was beginning to 
subside and her dick was getting to the stage where further 
stimulation went from pleasure to pain, she continued to pump.  She 
was no longer concerned about my release, my needs or my anything.  
She was after her own release and would not stop until it was 
achieved.  To my benefit, the day's actions had turned her own so 
much that her orgasm was quick to be happen.   As she came she 
wrapped her arms around the tree, pulling herself further onto me and 
me further into her.  When I thought her orgasm was going to press me 
into the tree she began vibrating to the point that the entire tree 
was shaking and leaves were beginning to fall from it.  After a few 
moments of this she began to calm back down and release her grip.  
When all was calm she slid herself off of me without further words.  
She returned to the box, removed a piece of cloth and something else 
that she kept hidden from me.  She then handed the scarf to her 
daughter and asked her to blindfold me so the last part of the 
evening could be a surprise for me.  



As her daughter wrapped the scarf around my head and eyes, blinding 
me from all that was around me and all that they were doing, my owner 
directed her conversation toward me.  "I hope you have enjoyed your 
holiday.  My daughter and I have enjoyed it tremendously.  I know you 
don't think that I have any concerns for your...my dick.  You think 
that I neglect it's needs and resent having to service it whenever it 
rears it's ugly hard head.  Well, I do.  I'm tired of every time you 
take care of my needs or my daughters needs, my dick gets hard, 
standing there begging for attention and dripping with anticipation 
of getting off.  Well, today was for you.  We planned it for your 
benefit and the benefit of my dick.  We planned it just to get you 
off!"  With that I felt someone gently take hold of my owners dick.  
Thought it had just come and had finally started to soften, it 
quickly sprang back to attention as it's holder began to jerk it 
off.  I then heard my owners daughter say "momma got to ride it one 
more time, but I get to do this.  Now hurry up and cum!  We have 
another surprise to finish the holiday...or should I say to start 
it."  I then felt her mouth join her hand as it to closed around the 
shaft and began to coax another orgasm from it.  The results were 
quick to follow as her expert administrations of sexual skills 
quickly had me shooting cum into the waiting vacuum of her mouth.  
After she had sucked me dry she told her mother," It's all yours".

Then I felt another hand wrapping itself around the shaft.   And 
again I felt something being pushed into my cum hole.  But this time 
it felt different.  It was fatter than the sparklers and rockets.  It 
was much shorter too, only going in what felt like a couple of 
inches.  As I was trying to determine what had been put into me I 
heard the flick of a lighter and the sizzle of another fuse being 
lit.  The blindfold was pulled from my eyes and I looked down to see 
that my owner had put a firecracker into her dick.  The fuse to the 
explosive was extra long, several inches in fact.  This allowed me 
more time to prepare for and dread what was about to happen.  It also 
gave my owner time to explain.  "What's a fourth of July without 
firecrackers?  After all, I did tell you that this day was planned to 
help you get off didn't I.  From now own I will not have to worry 
about my dick sticking up all the time.  From now on I will not have 
to worry about having my dick begging for attention or to be 
serviced.  And in just a few more moments I am going to start MY 
INDEPENDENCE DAY with a bang.  My independence from my DICK!  Of 
course, you can stop it from happening.  All you have to do is pee 
and put it out.  I hope I didn't drain all your pee did I?  You do 
have some pee left don't you? After all, I did put it back.  It was 
up to you to get it back in your bladder, or did I forget to suggest 
that to you?  Well, come on, let's see what you want to happen.  
PEE!"  Try as I could, I could not pee.  I watched the fuse in horror 
as it burned closer to the waiting firecracker.  The firecracker that 
was waiting to remove my owners dick from my body.  With tears in my 
eyes and an opened and speechless mouth I looked at my owner as she 
said "I love you. Now you can love me too without having to worry 
about my dick getting in the way of our relationship and your 
duties.  That is unless you can...........BANG!!!!!........Pee!"  She 
came to me smiling as I began to pass out from the panic and pain 
that had not only ripped through my now gone dick, but into what felt 
like the depths of my groin as well.  Giving me a kiss she grinned 
and said "Happy Independence Day my Love".  As I started passing out 
I heard her tell her daughter, "hand me my medical bag.  Good thing I 
brought it.  I had a feeling it might be needed somewhere."  



As she handed her mother the bag she asked "when did you say were 
going to have our BALLGAME with him?"