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Shame on you, Mr. Hyde! (part 2)
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
"SHAME ON YOU, MR. HYDE!"
PART 2
Tom Hyde couldn't believe what was happening to him. An
hour before he had been in a business suit at a local tavern
where he'd been picked up by a gorgeous dark-haired woman in her
mid-thirties. Tom, still a virgin at twenty-five. Tom, who had
never before been naked in front of a woman, was now in this
woman's house, stripped naked and lying on his back on the floor
in the middle of her living room. He had his legs up in the air
and knees bent. His left wrist shackled to his left ankle and
his right wrist shackled to his right ankle left him completely
exposed to the eyes of Beverly, who was staring at him with her
hands on her hips and a smug smile on her face.
"My my, you look absolutely yummy!" she said, shaking
her head and barely suppressing a slight giggle. Tom moaned and
rocked a little on his back. His wrists were cuffed to the
inside of each of his ankles so he was unable to close his legs.
He tried to imagine what he looked like just then but the
thought made him shudder and blush an even deeper red.
"Now don't you worry about a thing, Tommy. Beverly's
gonna take real good care of you. But you've got to be truly
mine, body and soul. You've bared your body to me. Now I want
your soul, too." With that she sat down on the floor next to him
and began lightly running her fingers up and down the crack of
his ass. He began squirming and wriggling his hips and moaning
"Oh..YES... I L-O-V-E you!" His voice was shaking and his whole
body twisting but she gave him no relief. His penis was rock
hard and laying flat against his belly. She began lightly
stroking it and then bent and touched the tip of her tongue to
the sensitive glans just under the head. This caused his cock to
jump up and down and his anus began opening and contracting.
Beverly cupped his balls and said in a cajoling, taunting voice,
"I want you to bare your soul to me. I need to hear you confess
your darkest and most embarrassing secrets to me. Tell me,
Tommy. Tell me so I can own your mind along with your body."
Tommy was writhing now. She would bring him near the
point of ejaculation but she kept backing off just before he
could cum. It was uncanny! The older woman could look at him and
read him like a book. In a way Tommy wanted her to own him. All
his life, worrying about meeting a girl and making love to her.
Would he be awkward? Would she know it was his first time and
laugh at him? Tommy couldn't bear that thought. Now here was
Beverly. With Beverly he didn't have to hide a thing. He wanted
her to know his innermost secrets. He thought a moment and began:
"There's a teenaged girl who lives right across the
street from me. Her n-name is Linda." He was squirming a bit but
he still managed to get the words out. "She's a beautiful girl
and she had an incredible crush on me. I didn't know it but I
guess she fantasized a little and told some of her friends that
I liked her back and someday we'd get married. I used to watch
her from my window when she was outside. She's turning into a
real beauty all right. Long trim legs and a pretty face. When
she'd bend over to get something I'd s-stare at her ass... I
know it was wrong of me, but I couldn't help myself."
"One day she was outside with two of her friends when I
happened to walk out to my car. She was dressed in pink shorts
and sneakers and she stood in the driveway smiling at me. All of
a sudden I started to get an erection! It was incredibly
embarrassing. I tried shifting my stance and hoped that nobody
would notice it. I just wanted to get into my car and get away
before anyone saw it. Just then her two friends came running up
and said `Hello Mr. Hyde. Linda was telling us how the two of
you are going to be getting married in a few years and live in
your house. How exciting!' They were giggling and it was obvious
that they were taunting Linda. I could have helped her out of
this but I was so worried about getting out of there before they
noticed my hard-on that I snapped back at her instead."
"That's not true. Linda is a nice girl but she shouldn't
be making up stories. I already have a girlfriend and telling
fibs like that can only cause trouble." With that I managed to
slip into my car, my erection subsiding somewhat. Linda was
shamefaced. I'd never seen a girl blush so red before. Her
friends pointed at her and laughed and taunted "We KNEW you were
lying. He already has a girlfriend. See! Hahaha! What would he
want with a skinny little squirt like you anyway?" As I drove
away I glanced in my mirror and saw that Linda was close to
tears. She was looking at my car and I'll never forget how hurt
she seemed that day. The next day I saw her outside again and I
wanted to go over and apologize to her but as soon as she saw me
she ran into the house. I've never felt so low in my life. My
carelessness had hurt her when all it would have taken was a
little more tact to help her out. I felt so ashamed I didn't
want to see her anymore and avoided going outside whenever she
was around. I wished there was something I could do to make it
up to her."
"Don't worry Tommy, perhaps you will one day" Beverly
said as she continued to torment him on the floor. Now that the
story was over he began bucking his hips and pleading for
Beverly to let him cum.
"Not just yet, Tommy, but soon." Then she disappeared
into the next room and came back with a small camera.
"Now that you're almost ready, I want to take a few
snapshots for my personal use." Tommy started twisting when he
saw the camera but there was really nothing he could do about
it. He was trapped. Beverly focused the lens and <CLICK> he was
on film. She walked around him clicking a half dozen more shots.
She told Tommy to smile once and to stick his tongue through his
lips like he was really getting off. He didn't want to do it but
she touched him a few times and promised that they were just for
her own enjoyment and that they would both get off looking at
them later. Tommy obliged. He had gone this far and each new
step began seeming more and more natural for him to take. She
then rolled him over onto his side and then up on his knees so
that his head was on the floor and his arms were between his
legs, still connected to his ankles. This brought his ass into
prominence and she snapped a few more pictures.
When she finally put the camera down she said "Time to
get some sleep Tommy, tomorrow's gonna be a big day!"
"I can't stay here all night like this!" He cried.
"Besides, it's only Tuesday night and I have to go to work
tomorrow!"
"Tomorrow you are going to call in sick" she said,
matter of factly. "What's the name of your boss over there at
Venture Publications?"
"Mrs. Peterson", Tom said. "Gloria Peterson".
"Well Tommy, tomorrow morning you'll call Mrs. Peterson
up on the phone and tell her you've got a 24-hour bug and you
won't be in. Then you'll spend the day with me."
With that she bent over and lightly ran her fingers up
and down the crack of his exposed ass once again and turned off
the light. As an afterthought she gave him one stinging slap on
his ass as she walked past him to her bedroom.
"Good night, Tommy dear. Don't let the bed bugs bite!".
Then her door was closed and she was gone.
Tommy knelt there uncomfortably in the dark and tried to
figure out just what had gone wrong. He was hot as a poker and
the stinging from the slap made his dick throb even harder.
Hell, she hadn't even let him cum yet!
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