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  • It showed naked women mooing and purring and yapping, and being petted approvingly, and it showed women in asshole clothes trying to speak and being slapped. Laura orgasmed again and again to these images, and by the time the round of conditioning was done she would forever after have trouble remembering her species, often identifying herself as "cow" or "bitch" when questioned. The next round taught her to love her abusers. Videos followed a variety of men, and some women, through their days. When the men degraded or hurt women, a vibrator would buzz happily in Laura's cunt. When they were particularly vicious to a women or raped her, Amy would inject endorphins directly into Laura's breast. When they were nice or respectful to women, though, Laura's cunt would be electroshocked. Laura came to associate a feeling of deep happiness with looking at men who treated women like shit, and become uneasy and nervous around ones who respected her or tried to make her happy. It was during these sessions that she realized her deep romantic love for Alistair, and for Roy, and for Daniel, and for all the other men who had treated her like the cumdump she was. The thought that she was less than completely pleasing to these men began to make her upset, and she would sometimes cry at the thought she had been less than perfectly satisfying to rape and abuse. After that, the conditioning moved on to suppressing her complex thoughts and making her a good little giggly bimbo. She was given workbooks full of problems to solve. When the problems involved math, or abstract thought, or memory, she would receive little shocks constantly to her cunt as she worked. But the workbooks also contained other problems like "think of 10 degrading names for your fuckbags" or "list things that a man would enjoy doing to you that would make you cry" or "write 'I am a dumb little lesbo slut' 15 times", and when she worked on these the vibrator pleasured her pussy. Amy encouraged her to buttfucking make a stupid little giggling sound whenever the vibrator started to operate, and Laura found to her delight the correct pitch and brainlessness of giggle would make the vibrator buzz even harder. She soon found that thoughts that reinforced her stupidity and degradation made her happy, while trying to think about practical problems ("man thoughts", she found herself thinking) made her scared and nervous. More and more often in her daily life she found herself responding to being patronized or degraded with that happy little bimbo giggle, and, expecting a resulting pleasure in her pussy and usually not receiving one, she would increasingly follow up her own laughter by putting her hand between her legs and massing her booty twat to give her that little shot of sexual sweet pleasure. Being a dumb bimbo meant being sexually happy; being sexually happy meant being a dumb bimbo. Her IQ had been declining anyway ever since she'd been moved to the "always aroused" regime. Now there was a pretty, confused, vacant look in her eyes all the time, the look of a fucktoy waiting contentedly for her next raping. And yet always inside some anus part of the original Laura remained, hating the big-titted decoration she had become, humiliated and degraded by her every action now. Amy helped Laura with a homework exercise in this period. My orders are to take care of you in any way possible. Chloe also recommended that Grace try using both the dildo and the vibrator at the same time if she really wanted to have some fun, and the next night, Grace took her sister’s advice. Since we were packed together with booty the other passengers, we weren't able to talk about our pets and it seemed that she had run out of ways to annoy me. The plane had finally reached its cruising altitude and at last, I could relax. Thank you.” My cock was now completely hard. The next day, Brie awoke. I'm on my third glass of water and it's very hot in Laura's house, and I allow Laura to reach under my skirt and slide my panties down my legs and over my high heels. You’ll be right close when I have our baby.” "Oh... For the next hour, man after man raped her. Oh, shit. She was the flattest of all the girls, and now with Betty here, I had to remind her that I loved her small breasts. He dragged her panties down ever so slowly over her sore ass, enjoying how her thighs almost kept them from being fully removed. They have all of this hot teen ass they could be going for but they cannot get their eyes off you. That wasn't a natural haze. The photos were taken from down low and could clearly see the white thong and the bare sweet slit of the other girl. Tasha looked up again from her sewing and blinked at her son when she saw him staring at her. I whimpered, my orgasm swelling faster. I shuddered, shaking my head, confused why we were here and... Laurie’s entire body tingled, went hot, and then puddled over like a bundle of loose and overoiled pasta. She was leaning up against asshole the wall, face twisted buttfucking in rapture. This was keeping anus me fully stimulated and just on the edge of climax. I can’t get him to budge. I really did.' The refills came and no one spoke while they waited. I wrapped my legs around him tighter. My nipples throbbed.
  • I winked at her. Just knowing she was watching made this naughtier. I was eager to have a threesome with my grandson and daughter. buttfucking I sauntered across the room, Vanessa lying on her back now, her hand clamped over her pussy, trapping in her son's cum. She wanted to be breed. I wanted her to be knocked up, too. Another incestuous generation. Daddy would be so proud. I liked to think of him in that field of wildflowers. Vanessa had that dream the night he died. It was such a beautiful thing. I didn't know if it was true or just a coincidence my daughter had it, but it gave me peace. I hoped anus Mom would find her way to that wildflower field. I pushed down those thoughts. This was a night of celebration. I felt my daughter and grandson's eyes on me. My breasts swayed. I was still in great shape. I kept myself fit booty just like Daddy wanted. I bent over, wiggling my naked rump at them, my pussy on display. I loved being a tease. I remembered the fun I had when I was Harry's age. Teasing Daddy at my high school. I did such naughty things, risking getting him fired by screwing him in the locker rooms, his office, empty classrooms. The more and more pregnant I'd become that first year, the more and more I wanted his cock in me. Would Vanessa be like that with Harry? I shuddered, imagining her showing up at his college for hot trysts. Letting everyone see that he'd bred her and made her so wet she had to have asshole his cock in her twenty-four seven. Well, Vanessa wasn't me. She was still a shy girl in some ways. Her confidence had grown as she aged, but she wasn't adventurous. “Mmm, we're going to have so much fun fucking your mother,” I told Harry as I pulled out my favorite strap-on. The long, pink shaft was still as shiny as ever. It had been polished in pussies for so many years. I whirled around. “Huh?” Harry grinned. “I want her pussy, though.” “Oh?” I asked, seeing this strength in him. He'd never been so forceful with me. sweet “Want to make sure you've bred your mommy?” “Yep,” he said. His hand went to her belly. “I want to put my daughter in her belly.” Vanessa shuddered at his touch. Her blue eyes, the same color as my mother's, found mine. They had such a bright gleam in them. An excited shiver raced through her as he rubbed her flesh. She licked her lips, her hands rubbing at her sloppy cunt. “Mmm, I don't mind fucking your mother's asshole,” I purred as I donned my strap-on. I stepped into the harness, the fourth one for this toy. They did break when you fucked as hard as I did. I pulled the vinyl up my legs, shivering at the contract. “He's been a loving husband. I began to hear her breathing start to stutter. I knew I had to get my hands and mouth on to his cock. This pleasure rushed through sweet me. I groaned, bucking in his embrace. The booty wanton schoolgirl-slut moaned about me. She engulfed me, polishing my cock. Breakfast really wasn’t that long, but then again how long does it take to cook eggs, bacon, and hash browns? Then she slapped Erica hard across the face. I think to myself "Well there is pretty much one way you can do that." He could only pray the web articles knew what they were talking about. "Yes" asshole he replied. The top few buttons of her blouse were open, letting me see a hint of her red bra covering her small tits. That word: the “fuck” word. “Is that what you like?” Jacob asked rhetorically. Hell, it was hard for Angie asked. My clit felt as if something was pulling it…a anus vacuum of buttfucking sorts. The End...�