Auntie's Our Slave

CHAPTER EIGHT

Jane wasn't sure how long she had been in slavery in her own house. She thought that it must be at least a week, because the welts from the savage beating the guys had given her on the first day had pretty much healed. Even the cigarette burns she had been given by Margot on the second day had almost completely vanished. Keeping track of her injuries was the only way Jane had left of judging time, because the guys fucked and tortured her to the point of insensibility several times each day.

Jane knew it was morning because she could see the sun rising. The guys had left her in her living room overnight, her hair tied into a ponytail and stretched high above her head. It was threaded through a pulley Tod and Bob had put on the ceiling and pulled so tight that Jane could only touch the floor with the tips of her toes. Her arms were tied behind her back in a way that made her pert tits jut out. She was naked, of course. The only time the guys gave her any clothes to wear was when they wanted the fun of tearing them off her or making her strip like some kind of common slut.

The guys had fucked her in every way imaginable, tortured her in ways that had reduced her to a cowering, obedient fuck-slave. But she had cum through it all.

Jane didn't know why no one at her office had called to find out what had happened to her. It didn't really matter. She knew she could never go back to her job.

"Hi, Aunt Jane," Mike said, walking into the room. He was dressed. The guys seemed to like being dressed around Jane. It was another way they showed her how superior they were to her. "This is your big day, whore. Final exams, then you get your graduation ceremony."

Mike untied Jane's hands, then freed her hair from the pulley. He pulled it out of the ponytail it had been tied in, then made her shake it loose over her shoulders. After that he walked across the living room, made himself a drink and sat down. Jane stood uncertainly where he had left her, rubbing her wrists and wondering what was happening. It had been days since she had last been completely free of any bonds. It felt strange to her, and somehow frightening.

She and Mike stared at each other in silence, and as they did Jane felt her cunt start to twitch and moisten. She clamped her silky thighs together, trying to fight off the unwanted fingers of pleasure that were probing through her. Mike saw the movement and smiled.

Mike was the most handsome and Marcia the most beautiful of all the people who had made Jane their slave. Jane always climaxed harder when it was Mike or Marcia who were abusing her sultry body. She was getting excited now just standing naked in front of Mike.

"Just me and Marcia today, Aunt Jane," Mike said as though he was reading her mind. "Everybody else is at home. We're going to see how much you've learned. If you pass, this could be a big fucking day for you."

Jane didn't know what Mike was talking about. There had been a time when that would have bothered her, but now it seemed almost comforting. Mike was just a teenager, and she was almost thirty, but she had grown used to taking orders from him.

"Stick your fingers in your cunt," Mike said.

"Three, from your right hand."

With a tiny quaking of pleasure. Jane did as her nephew told her. She scratched the first three fingers of her right hand over her swollen pink pussy-lips, then pushed them slowly inside. The three fingers filled her cunt. She wiggled them around, not sure whether or not Mike wanted her to finger-fuck herself, and not wanting to do anything wrong.

"Move them around a little," Mike said. "Fuck yourself."

Jane barely held back a whimper of pleasure as she drove her fingers deep inside her clasping cunt. She wavered on her feet, driven past the point of exhaustion by her full night of standing on tiptoe. It was hard to stand on her rubbery legs, even harder with shuddery fingers of pleasure tickling through her horny cunt.

"Take your fingers out of your cunt," Mike said after a few moments. "Put them in your mouth and suck them dean."

Jane moaned in despair and humiliation. Mike was making her perform like some kind of trained animal. She knew that she could never refuse him. Her fingers were damp with pussycream when she pulled them from her cunt. She stuck them in her mouth and tasted her own pussy-juice. The trembling excitement in her pussy increased at the act of self-debasement Mike was forcing her to perform.

"Stick them back in your cunt," Mike said. "Screw them around hard in there. I really want to see you humping."

Tern welled in Jane's eyes as she pushed her fingers up inside her pussy. Her cunt clutched around the fingers like a powerful fist, wringing them as though it wanted to tear them from her hand. Jane couldn't keep her ass from bucking as she pistoned the three fingers deep into her pussy.

For long moments Mike watched her in silence as she rammed the three fingers into her cunt. The only sounds in the room were the squishing of pussy-cream in Jane's rapidly juicing cunt and the tiny, bubbling moans of pleasure and humiliation that escaped her sexy lips. Jane's cunt grabbed at her fingers and her ass circled and thrust in a sensual display of sexual arousal.

"Pull them out," Mike said. He pulled his shirt off, revealing his muscular chest and flat, hard belly. "This time lick them clean. I want to see your tongue wagging, Aunt Jane. You can show me that, can't you?"

Jane whined as she pulled her fingers from her pussy. Her fingers were dripping with pussy cream. It webbed her fingers together and ran down the back of her hand.

Jane stuck her soft pink tongue out of her mouth and washed it over her fingers. The smell of her cunt was so strong on her hand that it was almost overpowering. The taste was base and heady. It made Jane's clit throb with excitement. She whipped her tongue down in between each of her fingers, then lovingly licked her way back up. She even licked the back of her hand, catching every single drop of pussy-juice.

"Bend down a little, Aunt Jane. Crouch." Mike kicked off his shoes as he spoke. "Play with your cunt with one hand and play with your tits with the other. Pinch your nipples hard. Really pull on your cunt-lips."

Tears ran down Jane's pretty cheeks. She knew why Mike was doing things this way. She wasn't bound in any way now. There was no crowd of guys in the room ready to force her to do as they wanted. Mike wanted to show her that she was a willing slave, that she needed the pain and degradation he and the others were giving her.

She crouched, dropping her right hand to her pussy as she worked her left hand over her tits. She pinched her stiff nipples until she cried out in pain, first crushing them between her fingers then driving her nails into them until she broke into a cold, clammy sweat from the pain she was inflicting on herself. She yanked on her swollen pussy-lips, kneading them like big wads of dough. Before long her hand was drenched with pussy-cream once more.

Mike unzipped his pants as Jane mauled her tits and pussy. He pulled out his long, fat cock and stroked it absently as Jane squeezed her tits and masturbated. He was getting off on the miserable expression on his aunt's beautiful face.

"All you are is an old bitch dog," he said, and watched the shudder of degraded pleasure that passed through his aunt's svelte, sexy body. "You're drooling for cock, aren't you? Drool on yourself a little, Aunt Jane. I want to see your mouth watering for cock."

Jane moaned with shame. Then she let spit slide down from the corners of her mouth. Her slender, sultry body trembled at the exertion of staying in the catcher's crouch. Pussy-cream was splattering down from her spread-open cunt, drenching her hand and soaking the floor beneath her.

"That's good," Mike said with a grin. "Now stick out your tongue and pant. Pant just like the bitch dog you are."

Jane stuck her pink tongue out over her pretty lips and panted just like the sexy bitch dog Mike had turned her into. And she came. She almost toppled over as the orgasm burst through her sexy body. She panted and moaned at the same time, her eyes glazing with the humiliating pleasure that filled her.

"That's cute," Mike said mockingly. "Lick your hand clean again, then come over here. Crawl on all fours, Aunt Jane, just like the sexy mutt bitch you are."

Tears of despair ran down Jane's beautiful face as she licked her hand clean. The smell and taste of her hot pussy made her climax again, and she whimpered with shame as her cunt cream streamed down her satiny thighs. She crawled to her nephew on all fours, then waited on her hands and knees for his next command.

"Stick your finger up your ass," he said, skinning off his pants and throwing them across the small of her back.

She moved her right hand back and slowly drove her finger up her ass. Her well-fucked shitter clasped tightly around her finger. She left it there, shaking with excitement and waiting for Mike's next command.

"Suck it clean," he said.

Jane pulled her finger from her asshole and stuck it in her mouth. She tasted shit on her finger. It made her gag a few times, but she sucked it until it was clean of every trace of her ass-filth. Pussy-cream was pouring out of her cunt, painting her inner thighs with sticky, nearly transparent fluid.

"Now stick your finger up my ass," Mike said. "Pull it out and suck it clean."

Mike leaned back in the chair and spread his legs wide, giving Jane easy access to his asshole. Jane stuck her finger slowly into his shitter. When her finger was fully buried inside him, he teased her by clamping his asshole tight and trapping it inside. When he finally relaxed, Jane pulled her finger free. It was smeared from nail to knuckle with his ass-filth. Jane stuck it into her mouth without hesitation and sucked down every bit of shit. She climaxed while she was doing it.

"Whose shit tasted better?" Mike asked. "Answer me."

"Yours did," Jane said, her voice trembling. "That's right," Mike said. "Take my cock in your hand. Aim it at your mouth."

Jane handled Mike's fat, limp cock as though it were a sacred relic. She aimed it at her mouth and opened her lush lips wide. She stared up at her master with wide, loving eyes.

Mike's piss streamed out in a powerful burst. It splashed between Jane's moistly parted lips and quickly filled her mouth to overflowing. She swallowed as fast as she could, guzzling her handsome nephew's stinking yellow piss. She wasn't fast enough, though, and soon his burning piss was cascading out over her lips, soaking her chin and splashing down onto her firm, upthrust tits.

The guys hadn't fed Jane since she had been their captive, and her stomach rolled and gurgled on the quart of piss Mike was squirting down her throat. The smell and taste of piss still made Jane sick, and she had to fight to keep the sour broth down. But her cunt spasmed and another powerful orgasm wracked her slender, sultry body.

"Move my cock around," Mike said. "Soak yourself in my piss. Take a shower in it."

Jane whipped Mike's cock from side to side, letting his piss drench her beautiful face. She played the stream over her shoulders and down onto her tits. She aimed the strewn lower, at her stomach and into the golden brown thatch of her pussy-hair. As his piss-stream weakened, she brought it back up her creamy body, finally aiming it at her mouth once more. Mike dribbled the last of his piss between her lips.

"Shake it," he said. Jane did as he asked. "Now hold out your hands. Cup them."

Jane did as Mike ordered, and he turned around on the chair. He spread his asscheeks wide and started grunting, and Jane knew what was coming next. An orgasm exploded inside her quivering, sexy body as the first turd plopped out of his asshole and into her waiting hands.

The turd was long and brown and smelly. Another, smaller turd fell on top of it. Then Mike farted, long and loud, right into Jane's face. The last turd was another big one, trailing halfway down Jane's wrists. Mike kept his asscheeks spread after he was finished shitting.

"Hold onto what you've got," he said. "And stick your, face between my asscheeks. I don't have any toilet paper out here, so I guess you're going to have to do. Lick me clean, Aunt Jane. Do a good job, too, ass-licker."

Careful not to drop Mike's turds, Jane leaned forward and pushed her face between his powerful asscheeks. As soon as her pretty face was wedged into his asscrack, Mike let go of his asscheeks, letting them clamp tightly around her head. Jane almost swooned from the rank odor of Mike's ass. She could feel the shit as it smeared her cheeks and chin.

She stuck her tongue out and quickly licked every inch of Mike's asscrack. She washed his ass thoroughly, not wanting to miss one bit of his shit. The thick, sludgy taste of his shit made her sick, but it didn't stop the squirming and dripping of her pussy.

When she was done with his asscrack, she stiffened her pretty pink tongue and drove it as far up his asshole as she could. His shitter was so thick with shit that Jane gagged, but she cleaned it until there wasn't a trace of filth inside for as far as her tongue could reach. A burning climax shot through her pussy as she licked the last of his shit away.

"Get your face out of my ass," he said, then clenched his asscheeks tight so Jane had to struggle to pull herself free.

Mike turned around and looked at her. Jane's beautiful face was smeared with his shit. There was a look of pure sickness on her face. There was also a shine of lusting excitement more powerful than he had ever seen.

"You look good with my shit smeared all over you," Mike said. "Lean back now. Lie down on your back and rub my shit all over your slutty body. I want you covered in my shit, Aunt Jane. I want you to push it in your ears and down your mouth. I want you to rub it on your pussy. I even want you to stick my shit up your ass. You'd like that too, wouldn't you?"

"Yes, Mike," Jane said. She carefully sat back so she wouldn't drop his shit, then spread out on the floor. Mike stood over her, stroking his hardening cock.

Mike stared down at his aunt, hardly believing what he had turned her into in such a short period of time. A week before she had been a take-charge, hard-assed bitch. Now she was a groveling, mindless fuck-doll, just a sexy body and three hot, wet fuck-holes.

Jane dumped his shit between her tits and Mike almost came. Her body was so perfect, her face so haughty and beautiful. To see her with a pile of shit between her creamy tits was almost too much to take.

Jane stared up at her nephew. She looked at his big stiff cock and his handsome face. She didn't know which one she loved more. She rubbed her palms over the pile of shit that lay in her cleavage, then slowly, lovingly, spread it all over her sexy body.

The shit was damp and sticky. Jane wiped it over the perky mounds of her tits and down across the trembling flat plain of her stomach. She wiped shit up her long, slender arms and pressed it into her sexy shoulders. She rubbed shit into her creamy soft flanks and down into the curly bush of her cunt-hair.

The stink was terrible. It made Jane gag. All she could smell was slut. The feel of the shit on her silky skin made her gasp with humiliation. It was like being plastered in mud, except Jane knew that it wasn't mud she was rubbing all over her sultry body. It was shit, the shit that her teenage nephew had made her catch in her hands.

Mike stood over her, jacking his cock faster and harder as Jane smeared his shit all over her body. His cock was throbbing and leaking, spilling sticky lines of fuck lube down onto Jane's scummy, beautiful, upturned face. Mike crouched down a little so that he could point his jerking cock right at his gorgeous aunt's shit smeared face. When he came, he wanted to give her a full jism facial.

Jane watched her nephew's delicious cock, her cunt tingling and dripping with lust. She smeared shit over her graceful throat and up over her elegant face. She rubbed one big turd all over her face, making sure to smear it into her ears and nose and even her mouth, just as Mike had told her. Jane even stuck out her tongue and spread shit over it until it was caked with heavy, wadded waste.

An orgasm knifed through her sleek body, making her writhe on the floor in a sexy display of perverted lust. She clamped her hands over the swollen lips of her pussy, caking them with shit. Then she pushed her fingers up inside her cunt, forcing Mike's shit deep inside her body. Jane's cunt clasped on her shitty fingers, pulling the shit free while her pussy-juices washed her hand clean.

"Oh shit!" Mike gasped, watching in disbelief as Jane grabbed the last turd from between her tits and stuffed it up inside her cunt. He could hardly believe how thoroughly he had debased the beautiful woman. "I'm cumming, slut! I'm cumming all over your slit-licking face!"

Jane watched as Mike's first long, fat wad of jism erupted from his rock-hard cock. It splashed across her shit-plastered face like a party streamer, marking her from forehead to chin. Mike milked his cock again, and another heavy glob of cum squirted between Jane's lush, parted lips. Jane climaxed as her nephew splattered her face with his cock-slime. She thrust three fingers from each hand deep into her cunt, stirring the turd she had stuffed inside her into a soupy brawn broth.

"Lick your fingers now, Aunt Jane!" Mike shouted, showering her face in jism. "Lick your shitty fingers until they're nice and clean!"

Jane bucked and writhed across the floor, driving six fingers deep inside her pussy. Her cunt-lips were gripping bet fingers as though they were never going to let them go. Pussycream was running like a waterfall down her flexing asscrack. Her pussy-cream was mixed with the thick brown broth her cunt had ground Mike's shit into. Her velvety inner thighs were smeared with shit and cunt-juice.

"Lick your fingers, Aunt Jane," Mike said. "Lick your fingers clean!"

With a whimper, Jane snatched her hands from her cunt and plunged her fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them with slurping sounds, whipping her shitty tongue over her filthy hands. Rivers of spit ran down from the corners of her mouth. Even without her hands working on it, her cunt was snapping on air and gushing pussy-slime. She was climaxing wildly, climaxing constantly.

"Good job, sewer-slut," Mike said, picking up his clothes and walking out of the room without another glance in Jane's direction. "Your turn, Marcia. But I think you're going to have to clean her up a little first."