The Humiliation of Slutboy Continues
When I come back into the living room with our drinks, he sure enough is fucking his imaginary woman.
“Oh you nasty boy.” Stacy says “Is that the face you make when you fuck? It’s just blank. You’re fuckin’ this chick good, let’s see your fuck face.” He scrunches up his face, and opens his mouth. We all laugh. I can barely watch this, but it is hilarious. “You’re not constipated.” Stacy says “My God, just go back to the blank face. And that’s the laziest excuse for fucking. Stop. Stop. Have you ever even had sex?”
“Of course.” he snaps offended.
Heather laughs. “Okay, okay. So sensitive.” Stacy says “Let’s try something different. Turn around and face away from us. We don’t want to see your face anyway. Now lay down on your stomach and prop yourself up on your elbows. That’s it. Now you’re gonna pretend that you’re fucking a girl under you.”
This idiot starts to go at it as if his life depended on it.
“No. No. No.” Stacy says “You don’t just start fucking that fast. You have to start slow and work into it.” He slows down. “There you go. I think you need some lessons in fucking. If you’re a good boy and pass tonights tests I might give you some lessons tomorrow night. Just keep fucking for now.”
“This is kind of boring.” Heather says “Watching his pale ass move up and down.” We all laugh. We all start to talk about different boys, and almost even forget about Eric. After about ten minutes we hear, “Red. Red.”
Stacy whispers to me, “I won’t make him do it any more, but I’m going to give him a hard time.”
“What’s wrong?” Stacy asks him.
“I have to stop.” He says.
“That was only a little over five minutes. Is that all you can fuck?”
“No, but there really wasn’t a woman.”
“Um, Okay. So now what do you want to do?”
“I don’t know.” He says.
“Do you want to go home?” Stacy asks “Be by yourself as usual.”
“Well this isn’t a good start. I said I’d give you lessons in fucking tomorrow night if you could pass tonight’s tests, then this.”
“Please give me another chance.”
“Yeah, give him another chance.” I say. What can I say, I feel sorry for the guy.
“Okay look.” Stacy says “You’re lucky Sarah is on your side. She always has sympathy for pathetic creatures. You interupted our conversation. I want you to stay on your knees and masturbate, but don’t cum. If you are about to cum, tell us, and stop.
We continue our conversation. I try not to look at this guy stroking his thing. After awhile Stacy goes to her bedroom and comes back with an 8 inch dildo and a harness. “What’s more impressive, my dildo, or his real thing?”
“Oh definently your dildo. Heather says.
“I know you’re not a lesbian, but would you rather he fucked you, or I fucked you with this? You’ve seen how he fucks.”
“I think I’d rather you gave it to me.” Heather says.
“What about you, Sarah?” Stacy asks.
“No comment.” I say.
“Me fuck you long time, baby” Stacy says in her best Asian hooker accent (so wrong) and we all laugh.
Stacy walks up to Eric with the dildo in her hand. “Keep stroking yourself slut boy.” She says. She starts slapping him across the face with the dildo. He opens his mouth. “Oh slut. You want to suck my dildo? I love it when little dicked sluts like you suck on my big dildo. If you’re a good little submissive wanker boy, I might make you my slave, and after I’ve trained you I’ll pimp you out to Heather. I’m sure she’ll have fun dominating you. I don’t mean to brag, but I bet you never thought you could have a mistress as hot as me.”
“No. I never did.”
“This is just the beginning slut-” just then he cums. He catches most with his hand, but a drop gets on the floor. “What the hell is this?”
“I told you not to cum.”
“I know, I’m soo sorry. It won’t happen again.”
“That’s two strikes. You’ve really fucked up.
“Don’t talk. Words can’t get you out of trouble mister. You’re in for punishment. You will be spanked and beaten.”
“Shut the fuck up! Don’t say ‘yellow’ either, because I will not let up on you. You can say ‘red’ and I’ll stop, and I’ll take you back to the bar, and you can get on with your pathetic lonely life. I’ll even be nice doing it, but our relationship will be over. This is your last chance. Now get up. Wait, first lick your hand clean. Lick that cum off of it.”
We watch as he licks his hand. I’ve never seen Stacy like this, and I’m almost scared.
“You’ll pay dearly for that spot on the carpet. Now get up. I want you on your knees, on the that chair, facing backward, and grab the top of the headrest.”
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