Taming Billy
Chapter 10
Lucy realized that the twins and Connie had promised to come by today
and give the others a hand in dealing with Billy. She was anxious to see how
that was working out. Serena smiled as Lucy described all the things she had put
into motion since her evening with Billy. Once they arrive home she and Serena
made a beeline to the bedroom to check on the progress that the teen
reinforcements were making.
As they entered, Gert, or was it her sister, Greta, poked her head up
from Billy's groin, but still retained a firm grip on his twitching dick. The
other twin was lying prone between his spread thighs licking the boy's swollen
balls. Lucy laughed to herself when she discovered that slave C, the erstwhile
Connie, was missing from the bedroom. She knew full well where that young lady
was and who she was tonguing and sucking. The twin on top recognized her and
without a word went back to suctioning Billy's cock. Serena took in the tableau
with a faint smile and suggested that Lucy show her to her room so she could
freshen up and prepare herself to met Lucy's grandson one on one.
Once done with that task, Lucy decided to drop in on her daughter to see
how things were progressing between her and slave C. Things were as she thought
they'd be, but she was astonished at the appearance of the emaciated teen with
the bright fire engine red hair, cut as if someone had placed a bowl over her
head and snipped off everything that protruded from it. The girl had her hands
cuffed behind her back and she wore a dog collar around her neck She was on top
of Tracy, her head buried between the older woman's thighs as she noisily went
about the business of bringing Tracy to an orgasm. Tracy in turn was holding the
waif's welted cheeks apart and tongue fucking her gaping anus.
Lucy moved closer and gasped when she saw the condition of the girl's
back. It bore a crisscross pattern of welts and cuts that covered dozens of
patches of purple-black flesh obviously cause by being beaten with some kind of
blunt instrument. There were also regions of burned skin that ran from her back
to the calves of her pipe stem legs. Lucy did not like what she saw at all, the
poor child was being systematically tortured by those that she was staying with.
She suspected that the girl's gaping asshole was not a condition caused by
anything that had happened this afternoon.
At that time Tracy began pumping her hips and pounding her muff against
slave C's face. The girl did her best to continue sucking her partner's cunt as
it quaked and quivered. Tracy kept shaking and moaning as the big one rippled
through her naked body. Lucy watched as her daughter clutched the girl's welted
bottom and dug her nails into the bruised and tattered flesh, adding a few fresh
wounds that almost immediately disappered into the mosaic that was her
brutalized ass.
She checked back to watch the mismatch between Billy and about three
hundred pounds of plumpness, big tits and wet, sloppy pussies. One of the twins
had mounted the boy and was bouncing her big body up and down on his groin,
grinding her hot teen cunt around and then back and forth as he panted and
pounded away at that moist mountain of fuckmeat. Her sister had taken up
residence on his face. His head was captured between her massive thighs and she
was giving his face a thorough washing with her dripping cunt which just
recently had been filled to the brim with his latest load of baby makers. These
two were really doing a job on the helpless stud. It was interesting to see how
aggressive they now were since he was bound tightly and unable to do anything
but what they decided he should.
Lucy wondered what would happen if she shipped the boy over to the
twin's place for a week or so. She guessed that between the twins and their
mother, who weighed in at a svelte two-forty, they'd work about five to ten
pounds off his body. She wondered what they were doing to slave C besides
beating and torturing her. The girl's gaping asshole indicated that there must
be really big things going up her once tight asshole for hours at a time.
Perhaps mom was inviting some of her kinky friends over to have their way with
the slave as well. She formed a mental picture of slave C, naked, her belly
bloated to obscenely large dimensions, being raped front and back with huge
motorized dildos as she serviced a long line of middle-aged ladies all well over
two hundred pounds with thick patches of pubic hair that she tirelessly groomed
as she licked and sucked up everything that oozed from their big, stinking
cunts. The thought made her start to get wet, and she debated about joining in
and helping the twins drain her grandson's heavy balls.
The more she thought about the twins and their heavyweight mother, the
more sense the idea made. If Serena was unsuccessful with Billy, then perhaps
she might make a deal swapping Billy for slave C. That way Tracy could have a
good time dominating the girl, but not ruining her for life while Billy was
trimmed down and drained by the plumpers as well as their friends. She could
imagine the boy on his back, wrists and ankles roped tightly to the corner of
his torture bed as one after another, those big women bounced and trounced him
into a puddle of spent cum and sweat. She could see them marching the boy down
to the bathroom where a few of them waited with filled enema bags containing
their best recipes for turning his insides into a roiling mass of jelly. Lucy
shook herself and decided to see if she could find Kim and get this itch
stirring in her cunt taken care of.
The twins and slave C took their leave a few hours later. Billy had been
calmed down somewhat by their efforts, but Lucy knew that it was only a matter
of perhaps an hour before Billy would be ready to go full blast once again. She
had been able to spend some quality time with her granddaughter, Kim, and that
itch had been properly scratched by the teen's flickering tongue, warm wet lips
and a handful of fingers inserted into all the right places. Now it was time for
Serena to make her appearance. Lucy went to her friend's room and knocked. She
stepped across the threshold and there stood Serena in her dominatrix attire.
Lucy could never get over that costume; it lacked leather, latex and
chains. She wasn't wearing high heeled boots or carrying a whip. Instead she
stood there in her conservative heels, taupe colored hose hooked to the
suspenders on the old fashioned girdle and her smallish breasts captured in a
canvas-like material composing the coned bra cups. She wore her horn-rimmed
glasses that made her face appear almost pinched, no makeup at all and a velvet
collar snugged around her neck. She was about as non-threatening a version of a
dominatrix as one could imagine. This was part of her success. Her clients were
lulled into a false sense of security or were reminded of their mother or aunt
or whoever had set them on the path that ultimately brought them to her. Serena
smiled and said, "Shall we go and visit your grandson and begin showing him the
error of his ways?" Lucy laughed and made way for her friend to take the lead.
It was then she saw the leather case she was carrying under one arm.
They caught Billy taking a catnap, probably recharging his cock and
balls and trying to regain some of his strength. Doing weight lifting using the
twin plumpers sure put a strain on his back and tired him out from head to toe.
He stared at Serena, not knowng what to make of this older lady who was dressed
in things he'd only heard about. She wasted no time establishing herself as one
not to be toyed with. Turning to Lucy she said, "So this is that bad boy you've
been telling me about. He doesn't look so nasty to me, he's just a little boy
with a cock that's a bit above average in size. So what makes him so fearful to
you ladies?" As she spoke, Serena opened the case and began transferring its
contents to the table by Billy's bed.
The teen's eyes grew large as he watched the collection grow. There was
a short handled crop, a number of clips and clamps, a leather bag, a dildo
attached to a handpump, some tubes of mysterious materials and a pocket rocket
vibrator. Serena smiled at the youth and in a soft voice added, "There's some
other things waiting for you in the bathroom and downstairs there are a few more
that I may have to introduce you to if you continue to act like a little boy and
defy me."
Serena settled down besides Billy and took his cock in her hand, gently
stroking it and observing its response, which was rapid. She slowed her hand and
gave him long, steady strokes, pulling his penis skin back until he winced in
pain. Now her other hand cupped his balls and began to apply pressure as she
continued to work him up to full hardness. The boy was now gasping at the end of
each long firm stroke, which she held to make the skin on his penis stretch to
its elastic limit.
She began to croon, almost acting as if he wasn't present. It was just
Serena and his hard cock. "Let's see what we can do to make this bad little boy
calm down and go back to sleep. I wonder if my little crop can do the job, this
thing in my hand is a lot smaller than my crop. Let's see what happens if I
whack it a few times across that nasty looking bulge at the top." Billy's eyes
popped as she reached over and took the small crop in her hand and swished it
through the air to get his attention and plant the first seeds of fear in him.
Lucy was shocked when her grandson spoke. It could be hours between sentences
for him, no matter what the situation. Billy was not the most articulate teen
she'd ever met.
"Grandma, why are you letting this old woman do this to me? I thought
you and me were going to be friends. What a bummer!" His words cut her to the
quick, part of her did feel as if she had betrayed him. After all, she was the
one who had invited Serena over to tame him. It was almost impossible for her to
explain to her grandson who felt betrayed, that what was going to happen was for
his own good, and with some luck to her advantage and enjoyment as well. Lucy
took a deep breath and steeled herself for what was to follow.
The first lash came down on the top of his cock, splitting the head
neatly in two, and bringing a scream from the boy. "That will never do" Serena
said to no one in particular. "Lucy bring me what's soaking in the toilet and be
quick about it. Use the pail to carry it here, and don't forget to wear the
rubber gloves in the pail." As usual Serena the consummate dominatrix had
thought of everything in advance. Lucy hurried from the room just as the second
stroke was delivered to the hard column of twitching flesh that jutted up from
between Billy's thighs. His plaintive wail cut through her like a knife as she
hurried down the hall.
Even when she was in the bathroom hurriedly transferring the soaking wet
panties from the noxious toilet bowl to the pail, she could hear his cries of
pain and rage as Serena laid into him with her crop. Lucy remembered watching
her use this implement on many of her clients and the cries that came from them
as she painted their naked bodies like an artist working on a canvas. It was the
same when she returned to assist the dominatrix in effectively gagging Billy
with Tracy's piss-soaked panties that must have been soaking in the toilet for
hours. She kept up her steady tattoo of strokes to the boy's hard cock, working
the crop up one side, then giving the head plenty of attention before moving
down to the base. Soon it looked as if Billy's prick had been painted a shade of
angry scarlet and at the same time pumped up in size.
"Care to take a ride on this bad boy's cock? I'm getting a bit tired of
whipping it." Serena said, landing a solid shot to its quivering tip. More in
the interests of protecting her grandson from further punishment, Lucy mounted
him and tucked his raw swollen cock into her pussy, which was surprisingly wet
considering what she had just witnessed. Billy proceeded to punish her cunt like
he wanted to drill right through her body and come out her mouth. His fury
caught her by surprise and she hung on for dear life as he battered her fuck
tunnel until she could hardly stand it. So she did what came naturally, she
straightened up, grabbed the boy by the hair and started to fuck him back with
some heavy duty moves of her own. Serena clapped her hands in glee and urged her
friend to give him hell.
In this battle of the bodies and wills Lucy held her own and after a few
setbacks she managed to ride Billy to a nice creamy finish. The boy flooded her
well fucked cunt with enough cum to get half the female population of the city
pregnant. For once in her life Lucy was happy that she had gone through
menopause. She dismounted and then on a whim she scooted up and dropped her cum
loaded cunt onto the boy's face. "Now you suck all that nasty stuff out of your
poor grandmother's pussy and make sure you get every last drop. Now get a move
on or I'll take that crop and really give that cock of yours a good beating."
Her threat got his tongue moving and she settled back and enjoyed the sensations
he provided as he slurped and sucked her fuck box clean.
When Lucy was satisfied that her grandson had swamped out her juicing
tunnel to the best of his ability she slid off of his body and glanced over at
Serena who was busy assembling a spreader bar which soon held his legs wide
apart. It was a simple matter to tie the bar to the headboard of his bed,
exposing Billy's tender ass and surrounding area. While Lucy and Billy were
fucking like jack rabbits, Serena had taken a walk to the kitchen and returned
with a tray of ice cubes. Now she and Lucy took turns shoving the contents of
that tray into Billy's asshole. At first he didn't feel much, but after half a
dozen cubes were melting in his rectum, his teeth began to chatter. Serena
played with his cock and noted that it had lost its stiffness completly as the
cold spread further into his insides.
"This is a good time to cage that bad boy." observed Serena as she shook
his limp cock. Lucy smiled and slipped another cube of ice into his chilled
asshole. The cage consisted of metal mesh shaped into a cyclindrical form. She
fit the cage over his limp cock and locked it into place. It was simplicity
itself. If his cock began to harden it would encounter the thin wires that made
up the cage. Lucy remembered watching one of Serena's clients turn his caged
cock into a lump of bloody meat as she mercilessly stimulated his prostate with
a vibrator. She kept at it until he passed out from the pain. It took him six
weeks to fully recover and then he was back for another treatment. It took all
kinds to keep Serena in the style to which she had grown accustomed.
A second tray of ice cubes was put to use on his balls. Lucy and Serena
took turns applying cubes to his nut sack and gradually his balls shrank and
began to rise into his abdomen. Serena teased the boy about his puny equipment
and commented that she had a chihuahua who was hung better than he was.
Meanwhile Lucy was rubbing a cube up and down his groin area making him shudder
and twitch, helpless to prevent this terrible teasing his body was receiving.
Serena grew tired of insulting Billy and watching him slowly regress to a nearly
infantile state. She picked up her crop, swished it through the air once, then
twice to get Billy's undivided attention, and proceeded to lay into his tender
ass with a fury.
"You miserable excuse for a stud, take that and that and that!" Her
words were punctuated with the sound of leather eating into the boy's ass
cheeks, leaving a trail of welts from top to bottom. "Want a piece of him?"
Serena asked as she grew tired from whipping Billy's ass. Lucy reached out her
hand and took over. The sight of Billy totally under control and completely at
their mercy inspired her to really let herself go. She began whipping him
between the cheeks, coming down vertically to turn that crevice into a bleeding
furrow as blow after blow fell into that super sensitive region. Billy began to
cry, tears welling up and flowing down his cheeks as he was brutalized by the
two women.
Lucy was so wrapped up in the whipping she was delivering to her
grandson that she didn't notice that Serena had wiggled from her girdle. For
some reason Billy did, and that is what finally made Lucy glance over to where
her friend stood in just her heavy utilitarian bra and a pair of red rubber
panties. Serena grinned at Lucy and patted her crotch.
"I've been wearing these all day and I'm positively dripping. I thought
I might get the sissy boy, the little cry baby here, to clean me off real good
before we take him down to the bathroom for his nice big ice water enemas.
There's enough cubes left in the freezer to make up at least two big enemas or
three medium ones if we want to loosen his asshole up for the fisting he's going
to get afterwards." As she spoke Billy's eyes got bigger and bigger as her words
sank in.
Serena hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her rubber
panties and pulled them down to reveal a cunt that featured a set of thick
wrinkled lips and a fat clit hidden beneath the nearly crimson folds of skin
that made up its hood. This was the cunt of a mature woman who had a very active
sex life and was proud of it. Lucy couldn't help noticing that Serena's pubes
were not in their normal perfectly waxed state; instead there was a visible
stubble covering her mons. She smiled and ran her fingers over the pepper and
salt growth.
"You evidently forgot a few things from our days together. Let me jog
your memory, remember the client who loved to have his lips and tongue rubbed
raw while he ate my pussy until his face was a bloody mess?" Lucy's jaw dropped
as it flashed back into her memory. She had been repelled by the sight of all
that raw, broken skin and the blood that oozed from almost every pore on his
face. The prospect of watching her grandson's face turned into raw hamburger was
not appealing to her, but she knew that she had brought all this down upon Billy
by her decision to bring Serena into the battle to tame him.
Billy eagerly agreed to the trade of the pissed soaked panties in his
mouth for the dripping cunt of this nasty woman who had put him in a world of
hurt, and looked to continue until he was reduced to a bundle of quaking flesh.
He was returned to his former position on the bed, but his legs were still
locked into the spreader bar. Serena wasted no time dropping her wet, rough
textured cunt onto the boy's face and moving it around until she was satisfied
that his tongue could reach all those nice spots that made her feel good. She
then set about training Billy to learn how to properly eat her pussy.
So for the second time in less than two days, Billy was being trained
by an older woman to learn how to give her pleasure instead of the other way
around. He was too young to really understand all about female domination, but
he was beginning to enjoy the way these older ladies took charge and demanded
that he do things their way. Even at his young age, he'd had enough dealings
with teenage girls to realize that they were all the same, except for some minor
physical differences that didn't really matter much since his only interest was
fucking their cunts and assholes plus having them suck him off.
In fact, he wasn't even impressed by his mother, who just took whatever
he gave her and made no effort to either resist or take charge. She was
definitely not fun any more. His sister Kim, on the other hand, seemed older and
more experienced than his mom which confused him a bit. Then Serena moved her
juicing twat a few inches to the right and pushed it hard against his tongue and
he got busy trying to figure out what she expected from him. This wasn't a bad
thing at all, and he was beginng to like her smell and the way her fuck hole
tasted. The boy was beginning to accept his role when it came to having sex with
this dominant woman who didn't take any nonsense from him. There was only one
little problem, his cock was beginning to harden.
(To be continued)
