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Prologue

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Bridget had her latest baby in her arms and she was suckling\nhim at her breast. She heard the door open and she looked up. “Hello, Heather.”\nShe said. When her baby, Walter heard somebody coming, he became embarrassed at\nwhat he was doing and ashamed, buried his face into Bridget’s ample breasts.

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Bridget held his cheeks in her fingers and turned his face\naround. “Don’t be alarmed, sweetum. It is only Heather.”

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He saw Heather looking down at him and he was terrified. Heather\nheld his chin in her fingers. “Don’t be scared, baby. Heather will be very\ngentle with you.” Walter remembered how mean and cruel she was with him the\nlast time and was not mollified. He went back to suckling on Bridget’s long,\nbrown tit.

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After letting him suckle for a few minutes, Bridget set him\ndown and got up. “It is good of you to baby sit my darling, Heather.”

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“No problem, mom. But where are you going?”

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“I am going to a bar to pick up men.”

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“Mom, you know I love you dearly, but I have never figured\nout how you can attract so many gorgeous hunks. Why, you attract better men\nthan I do. No offense mom, but you are not that good looking. You are obese,\noverweight and you are old. And yet you seem to attract handsome young men\nwithout any difficulty.’

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“Fifty five is not old. I have got just a few gray hair” Bridget\nreplied with dignity. “And I did ask this to Karen once when we were talking.\nYou know Dr. Miller? She told me that it is the pheromones. Smell of pheromones\nis what attracts them; young men are attracted to me like moths to a flame.”

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“What do you think, dear? You are a doctor, endo something.”

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“An Endocrinologist mom, I have told you many times. And\nyour Dr. Miller may have something there.”

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“Remember John, mom? A great looking, gorgeous hunk of a\nman. He was dating me first, but when he saw you, he ditched me and started\ndating you.”

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“Yes, I remember, he was great in bed as well. Well, sorry\nabout that, dear. Anyway, why don’t you look after the baby, I have to get\nready. “

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Heather looked down at Walter and inserted her hand into his\ndiaper. “Let us see what the baby has been up to. Oh, the baby has done number\none. Well, we will take care of that.”

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She removed his diaper and cleaned him up. “Mom, I think\nyour baby is developing a diaper rash.” Bridget had finished her shower and\nwalked into the room, drying her hair with a towel. She was totally naked. But\nshe had no problem her baby seeing her naked. However, as Walter saw her naked\nbody, he started to get an erection.”

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“Mom, look the baby is getting an erection. Baby’s little\nweenie is standing up in salute for you.”

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“Of course he is getting an erection. You love your mommy\ndon’t you, sweetie?” She bent down and pinched his cheek.

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“And that is not diaper rash, dear, that is spanky rash. He\nwas a bad boy yesterday and I had to spank him. Just put on some of that cream\nover there, and his welts will soon clear up.”

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“Don’t say that, mom. Walter is a good boy. Aren’t you,\nsissy?” she bent down and kissed him on the forehead.

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Soon she changed his diaper and put him in his play pen. She\ngave him a doll. “Now baby, I want you to keep chattering to the doll, talk\nnonsense to it. Remember, you must not make any sense, babies always talk\nnonsense. Goo goo gaa gaa etc. Also, cuddle and kiss the doll often, I will be\nwatching you. Is that clear?”

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Walter looked up at her and nodded, terrified. After the\npunishment Heather had given him the last time she baby sat him, he didn’t want\nto mess around with her.

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Finally Bridget was ready for her date. She entered the\nbedroom and saw Walter chattering happily with his doll. She opened the playpen\ndoor.

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“Sweetie, mom is going away for grown up business now. Kiss\nmommy goodbye.” So saying, she lowered her panties and bent over, exposing her\nhairy asshole to him. Walter reached up and licked her asshole, getting\nmouthful of hair. Pressing his lips firmly to her buttocks, he inserted his\ntongue into her asshole, tasting the shit inside. As he withdrew his tongue, he\ncould feel a couple of her ass hair on his tongue.

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With a feeling of revulsion, he swallowed them. The first\ntime he French kissed her asshole he had spat out the ass hairs. Bridget had\ngiven him a severe beating for that, he could never forget that beating.

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“So you have everything then? You have my cell number. Call\nme only if there is any emergency. I have filled a couple of bottles for him.\nOther emergency numbers are on the fridge.”

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“Bottles of milk?”

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\nDon’t be silly, bottles of my golden nectar, my golden Champaign.”

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Hey, I am sure the baby will like that. Well, I am sure\nthere won’t be any emergencies. I will handle everything.”

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“The way you handled it for baby Jennifer?”

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Heather winced when she heard that. It was a disaster with\nbaby John (later named Jennifer, his new mommy wanted a baby girl, so John was\ntrained to be a baby girl, rather than a baby boy), all right. Bridget had gone\nclubbing again, and Heather was babysitting John. When Bridget left, the Baby\nwas sleeping. When the Baby got up and started crying (a Baby was strictly\nforbidden to speak unless spoken to, each new trainee was given a severe\nbeating right at the beginning of his training to stress the fact that babies\ndo not talk, they were however taught to cry, sob softly to attract the\nattention of the mommy or the baby sitter), Heather heard him on the baby\nmonitor and went to see.

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She checked his diaper, the Baby was wet. She changed the\ndiaper, cuddled him to her breast and fed him a baby bottle full of Bridget’s\ngolden nectar (which Jennifer suckled down with every evidence of relish, she\nwas towards the end of her training). Then Heather put the Baby in his playpen.

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As soon as she put her down, baby Jennifer started crying. Heather\ncuddled the Baby, cooed the Baby, shook Baby’s rattle, she even let the Baby\nSuckle at her breast. This quieted the Baby while he was suckling, but he\nstarted crying as soon as he was removed from her breast. She even checked his\ntemperature, but the Baby was not hot.

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This went on for almost an hour, and Heather was seriously\nconsidering whether to give the Baby permission to speak, so it could tell her\nwhat was wrong with him. However, she did not want to break the training so\nclose to completion, so before giving him permission to speak, she decided to\ncall Bridget.

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Bridget was lying naked and all sweaty on a bed in a hotel\nroom. “Hi, mom. Are you alone?” In response, Bridget simply moved her phone\ntowards her bottom showing a handsome young man with his head buried into her\ndense, thick forest. Her other hand was on his head and she was guiding him.

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“What is the matter, dear”? She asked Heather. Heather\nexplained the situation to her and asked her, “What do you think mom, should I\ngive Jennifer permission to speak?”

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“I don’t know, would you please explain the chain of events\nto me again.” Heather did.

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“So after you changed her diaper, fed her a bottle of my\ngolden champagne and put her in the playpen she started crying? Let me think.”

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As she was thinking, Heather saw her start to moan loudly\nall of a sudden. She also started twitching, and Heather realised Bridget was\nhaving one Hell of an orgasm. After plenty of twitching, kicking and shaking,\nshe subsided.

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Her young man came up and sidled up to her, licking his\nlips. His face was covered with Bridget’s pussy juice and a few of her pubic\nhair. “I peed a little, I am afraid. At my age, one doesn’t have full control\nof the bladder, especially not after the earth shattering orgasm you gave me.\nDid you swallow my pee, darling?”

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He simply nodded, still licking his lips. “Don’t worry about\nit, dear.” He told her. “Roger, this is Heather.\nHeather, say hello to Roger. His tongue should be declared a national\ntreasure.”

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“Hi, Roger.” Heather said, burning with jealousy (and not\nfor the first time) that her old mother can catch such hunks, which she cannot.\nHe tried to kiss Bridget, but she wrinkled her nose. “Yuck, don’t try to kiss\nme now, honey. Here, suckle on my breast for a while, after that we will kiss,\nI promise.”

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“Here darling, suckle on my breast.” Bridget lifted one\nsagging, sweaty breast and brought her long, sweaty, slippery nipple to Roger’s\nlips. Roger did not need any encouragement, he started suckling immediately. Bridget\nkissed him on the forehead.

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Bridget was holding the phone in one hand. With the other\nhand, she was alternately mussing up Roger’s hair and straightening it up\nagain.

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“Let me see, where were we? Oh, yes, Jennifer is crying and\ndoesn’t stop.” Bridget again went through the sequence of events in her mind.

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“Oh, my God. Check her diaper.”

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“Check her diaper, why? I changed her diaper less than an\nhour ago, it should be fine.”

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“Is that the pale yellow coloured diaper, which is rather\nheavy?”

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“Yes, why?”

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“Well, remove baby’s diaper and you will see.”

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She put the baby on the changing mat, strapped her down\nsecurely and removed her diaper. As soon as she removed the diaper, baby’s\ncrying changed to whimper. When Heather looked at the diaper, she was\nhorrified. The diaper had sharp points sticking out of it, about an inch apart.\nThe sharp points had pricked the baby’s smooth, soft skin and Jennifer was\nbleeding in several places.

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“Why, this is awful. What is going on here, mom?”

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“You keep suckling dear, that is a good boy. Afterwards you\nget to kiss mommy. Heather, that is a punishment diaper; it should not be left\non more than ten minutes. It gives the baby intense pain, but it doesn’t break\nthe skin for about 15 to 20 minutes. I have used the punishment diaper on my\nbabies in the past (including Jennifer), but never more than ten minutes. I\nusually keep it separately; it must have got mixed up with other diapers by\nmistake.”

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“But what do I do, mom?”

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‘Well, you are a doctor, can’t you do anything?”

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“This is outside my specialty, mom. You need a general\npractitioner or an Internist.”

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Call my friend, Dr. Karen Miller. She is an Internist. You\nwill see her phone number among the emergency phone numbers on the fridge. She\nhas helped me out on occasion.

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She called Karen. Karen came over, made a house call and\ncharged Bridget handsomely for that. As a result of her injuries, handover of Jennifer\nto her new mommy was delayed by two weeks beyond the agreed date, and Bridget\nhad to give her a 5% discount to alleviate any hurt feelings.

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“Sorry mom, it won’t happen again.”

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As Bridget was leaving, Heather asked her “So what is my\npayment, mom?”

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“Payment? Can’t you do one little thing for your mother for\nfree? Oh, did I mention that today is the bitching day?”

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“Well, why didn’t you say so before?” Heather asked\nexcitedly. “That is payment enough. So you want me to bitch baby Walter?”

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“Of course dear, you have broken in all of my babies. When I\nreturn, I plan to have some fun with him myself.”

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“OK get out of here mom, have a great time. Let baby and me\nhave some fun as well.”

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Chapter 1 – Heather – the Daughter

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As Bridget left, Heather came back and unlocked and opened\nthe door of Walter’s playpen. “Come on sweetie, let us have some fun.” She held\nhim by his hand and brought him over to the bed. Because of strict diet and lack\nof exercise, he had become weak and was in no position to resist Heather. Heather\non the other hand, was quite athletic, played sports regularly and Walter knew\nthat in a fight she could make mincemeat of him easily. Any thought of fighting\nher was out of the question.

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She helped him on to the bed. “Let us get you into something\ncomfortable, baby.” She said removing his diaper. He was now totally naked and\nfelt even more vulnerable. Heather inserted the diaper underneath his butt.

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“Now I will slip into something comfortable.” She left the\nroom. Soon she returned, she was now wearing a gray nightgown. While it was not\ntransparent, Walter could see the bulge of her breasts inside the gown and that\nwas enough to give him an erection. Heather noticed his erection and smiled.

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“I see little Walter is standing in salute for me. Isn’t\nthat nice?” She lay down beside him, took him in her arms and put her lips on\nhis. She inserted her tongue into his mouth and kissed him passionately,\nfeeding him plenty of her spit. He had to swallow her spit repeatedly to keep it\nfrom overflowing out of his mouth.
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Finally Heather retracted her tongue from his mouth and\nended the kiss. Walter was in Heaven. He had a major crush on Heather (in spite\nof how mean and cruel she was to him) and being kissed by her was the ultimate\nbliss for him.

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Heather was smiling, looking down at him. He looked up at\nher, adoration in his eyes. But suddenly Heather slapped him, slapped him hard,\nwith all of her strength. Walter blacked out for a moment. When he opened his\neyes again, Heather was still looking down on him, but there was no smile in\nher eyes, simply fury.

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“Son of a bitch! Don’t you ever disobey me again, you hear?\nI want your full cooperation in what is about to happen, is that clear?” Walter\nwas now absolutely terrorised, he simply nodded at her. She hit him again,\nbackhanding him this time.

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“Will you ever disobey me, refuse to cooperate with me?” She\nasked him, raising her hand again. With tears in his eyes, he shook his head.\nBut by now he was overcome with terror. He could feel himself losing control\nand with a loud noise, he performed number one and number two.

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Heather smelled it. “What is that smell?” she looked down,\nat his waist. “Oh, isn’t that cute? The sissy is protesting in his own way.\nWell, don’t think that will get you out of anything.”

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“Now let us have answers to a few questions. If the answers\nare wrong, I will feed your fresh shit to you, is that clear?” Heather asked\nhim, squeezing his cheeks with her fingers painfully. Looking up at her, again Walter\nnodded. He was now sobbing softly.

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“Now, what are you?”

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“A sissy, ma’am.”

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“What am I to you?”

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“He thought for a moment “You are my Goddess, ma’am.”

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“That is right. My mom, Bridget is your mommy, but I am your\ngoddess, and don’t you ever forget it. Is that clear?”

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“Yes ma’am.” Walter answered, still sniffling.

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“And quit your sniffling, snivelling or I will give you\nsomething to really cry about.”

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Heather had the foresight to place the diaper underneath\nhim, so all his mess landed on the diaper, without messing the bed.

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“Now I want you to be absolutely still while I clean you up,\nis that clear?” Walter nodded, looking up at her. She soon had him cleaned up,\napplying baby oil to his bottom and sprinkling baby power over him. Walter kept\nstaring at the ceiling, lying absolutely still.

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Her dominance established, having shown him who the boss is,\nshe lay down beside him again. “Now baby is clean and smells nice also. Isn’t\nthat better?” She was smiling again, and Walter felt a sense of tremendous\nrelief. He was hoping the beating was over. He didn’t know what he had done to\nprovoke the beating, but then she didn’t need any reason to discipline him.

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However, now she seemed to be in good mood. She took him in\nher arms and started kissing him all over his face, planting short kisses on\nhis cheeks, his nose, his lips. She alternated this with ravaging his cheeks\nwith her fingers, pinching them, squeezing them kneading them. While kissing\nhim, she would also pinch his breasts quite harshly, eliciting tears from him.\nSoon his face was drenched with her spit.

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She fastened her lips upon his and inserted her tongue into\nhis mouth. As her tongue started roving into his mouth, he felt a sharp pain in\nthis left nipple. While kissing him, Heather was squeezing and pinching his\nnipple hard. The pain kept on building and tears of pain started coming out of\nhis eyes. He was in incredible ecstasy and unbearable pain at the same time,\necstasy of the kiss and agony of the pain.

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Finally she broke the kiss and withdrew from his mouth. He\nwas still sniffling with pain. Heather saw him crying. “Still crying? Maybe we\nshould name you Miss Tears, I will have to talk to mom about it.”

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She stood up on the bed and sat down on his chest, facing\nhim. “I have got a present for you, darling.” She said, as she lifted the front\nof her night gown. Walter was horrified to see a huge dildo protruding out of\nher pussy. He looked up and shook his head vigorously, remembering the\nadmonition not to speak.

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That made Heather angry. He squeezed his cheeks painfully\nwith her fingers. “Well now, are you challenging my authority again? Do you\nwant another beating? I can give you one worse than before, do you want that?

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Walter was terrified and shook his head. “Then are you going\nto be a good girl and cooperate with me?” Again he nodded.

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“Well, let us have no more of that nonsense then. Now open\nyour mouth.” As he opened his mouth wide, she spat a generous gob of her thick,\nfoamy spit into his mouth.

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“Now, don’t swallow it at once, but rotate it in your mouth,\nsavour it and then swallow it. Walter obeyed.

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“I was going to use more lubrication, but seeing how naughty\nyou have been, this is all the lubrication you are going to get. Open wide.”\nWhen he opened wide she inserted her huge member into his mouth.

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“Now start sucking on it, I want to hear lots of slurping\nnoise. Wet it thoroughly. Remember, that is all the lubrication you are going\nto get.” He started to choke on her dildo, but with difficulty he managed to lubricate\nit thoroughly.

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Heather got up from his chest, stood beside the bed, lifted\nboth his feet by one hand and bent them over his head, exposing his clean\nshaven rosebud of an asshole (both his front and the back were always kept\nclean shaven). She dragged him over so that his exposed asshole was by the\nbedside. She took a small towel and\nplaced it under Walter’s ass. She said to him “I am feeling more generous,\nsissy, so you get more lubrication after all.”

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Holding both his legs with one hand, she spat generously on\nhis asshole and with the tip of her dildo, worked the spit into his asshole.\nWith some difficulty she managed to penetrate his asshole with her dildo about\nan inch. Walter could already feel excruciating pain.

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“Are you ready for your bitching, darling?” Heather asked\nmockingly. Walter was too terrified to answer; he had his eyes firmly shut.

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“Open your eyes, sissy.” Heather commanded. “I want to look\ninto your eyes when I am deflowering you.”

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Holding his legs firmly over his head, she gave a mighty\nheave, she thrusted with all her strength. She was able to penetrate fully with\nher dildo. Walter screamed with pain, as he felt the evil dildo enter his ass,\ntearing the tissue as it penetrated.

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Still holding on to his feet, Heather slapped him hard with\nher other hand. “Shut up, bitch.” She told him, as she withdrew almost\ncompletely, until only the head of the dildo remained inside his asshole and\npenetrated deeply once again, this time it being much easier. But it was not\nany easier for Walter, who screamed even loudly than before. To him, it was\npure agony, he didn’t know so much pain existed in the world.

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“Go on then, yell your fool head off.” She started fucking\nhim with her dildo, with in and out action. Then she thought of something even\nmore evil. Walter was screaming at the top of his voice. She worked up plenty\nof spit in her mouth, took aim and fired a large gob of spit into his wide open\nmouth.

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But after that she totally ignored him, intent only on\nfucking him raw. It was a double sided dildo, with the smaller part inserted\ninto her pussy. As she was fucking him, she also was getting stimulated. She\nkept fucking him faster and faster. She started to sweat due to all that\nexertion, and Walter could feel her drops of sweat from her face falling onto\nhis body.

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Finally with a mighty heave, she climaxed with a yell and a\nroar. Walter also climaxed, he could feel a few drops of semen dribble from his\nerect penis. But while Heather was in pure ecstasy, Walter got no enjoyment out\nof his ejaculation; to him the feeling was just like peeing.

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As Heather got down from her climax, she removed the dildo\nfrom the harness and pulled it out from Walter’s asshole. Walter was still\nhowling nonstop, with pain. Heather lay down on the bed besides him and lit a\ncigarette, totally contented.

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Walter was still yelling with pain. Eventually his screams\nwere reduced to whimpers, and then to moans. He could feel bleeding from his\nasshole. Heather left him alone, smoking quietly.

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Then not to her surprise, Walter turned over towards her and\nsnuggled up to her. She had broken in many of Bridget’s babies in the past, and\nthis was the invariable reaction. This was Walter’s acceptance of his status as\nthe vanquished, Heather’s bitch. She took him in her arms.

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Walter snuggled up to her even more closely. By now she was\nreeking of sweat. “Open your mouth, sweetie.” She told him. As he obeyed, she\nflipped the ash from her cigarette into his mouth. Walter had burning sensation\nin his mouth, but the pain was nothing compared to what he had just gone\nthrough.

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“Swallow it, sissy. It may be a bit dry, here, let me help\nyou.” He could again see her thick, foamy spit descend slowly into his mouth.\nHe mixed the ash with her spit and swallowed it.

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“That is a good sissy. Here is your reward, darling.” Walter\nwas by now clinging to her tightly, he could feel her sweat drenched nightgown.\nShe removed the top button of her nightgown, revealing one of her breasts. Walter\ncould see her erect, proudly standing breast. She was young, and there was no\nsagging to her breast. She took after her mother and her breasts were large.

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She took her nipple in her hand and brought it to Walter’s\nmouth. It was slippery with sweat and it also reeked of sweat. Walter started\nsuckling on it hungrily. Finally he fell asleep, still suckling on her nipple\nand clinging to her like a frightened baby.

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Heather gently disengaged herself, removed the blood stained\ntowel from under him and called her mother. Bridget was sitting on a hotel bed.

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She had hickies and love bites all over her body, her hair\nwas a mess. Her lipstick and mascara were smudged; Heather could see a drop of\nsemen at the corner of her mouth. There was semen running down her left breast.\nShe was glistening with sweat.

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“Great night, mom?” “The very best, dear.”

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“Where is your boy toy, then?” “He is in the bathroom.”

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“What, only one today?”

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“No way, I had three gorgeous hunks servicing me, fucking\nme. Two of them have left. One white, one black, one Mexican, I don’t\ndiscriminate. I never cease to be amazed at the sexual prowess of the young\nstuds, each of them must have ejaculated at least five times. My pussy and\nasshole are practically overflowing with semen. And I have swallowed so much of\nthe stuff that I am full, and I didn’t have any dinner this evening.”

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“Wow, sounds like you had great time. But your speech is\nslightly slurred. You are not going to drive back in your condition, are you?”

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“Of course not, silly. And I am a bit tight. I never bring\nmy own car when I go on a sex night. I took a taxi, now my boy toy will drop me\noff. Boy, am I tired. At my age, I don’t have as much energy, stamina as I used\nto.”

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“Well, you seem to be doing quite all right, if you ask me.”

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“But surely you didn’t call to learn about my sexual\nescapades. How goes the bitching?”

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“It is done. He was properly bitched, now he is sleeping.”

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“Did he bleed much?”

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“He hardly bled. Are you sure he was a virgin?”

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“Well, I don’t think he was gay in his previous life, though\none can never be sure. But I have given him plenty of practice with a dildo, he\nhas spent the last two weeks wearing a butt plug. That may have helped. Let me\nsee the towel.”

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Heather held up the towel for her to see. There were only a\nfew spots of blood on it. “Well, you know what to do with it. Pack both the\ntowel and the dildo. You will find the name tag on the table, I prepared it\nbefore I left in the evening.”

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“I am doing it.” Heather took the towel and the dildo and\nplaced them in a plastic bag. She also included the name tag that Bridget had\nprepared. It included Walter’s previous name and the date and time when he was\nbitched. Then she went to the equipment to seal the packet and hermetically heat\nsealed the plastic bag, to preserve it for years to come. Then she placed it in\na cupboard, along with several other such bags.

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“How many do you have so far, mom?”

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“I don’t remember dear, maybe 26 or 27.”

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“Bet it is good money, eh?”

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“By training one baby, I make more than enough to live\ncomfortably for the whole year. I train 4 or 5 every year.”

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“I remember in the beginning you used to train a baby and\nthen try to find a buyer.”

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“Yes, but these days my reputation has spread, I do great\nwork. Now I train a baby only if somebody asks me for it. And I already have\nabout ten orders, that is a backlog of at least two years.”

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“So if somebody orders a baby today, she will have to wait\nfor two years?”

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“That is right.” Then she was struck by something. “Say Heather,\nwould you like a baby? No charge, of course.”

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“You know, I never thought of that. But yes, I think it\nwould be nice to have a baby of my own. Can I have Walter?”

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“Sorry, he is spoken for. His new mommy wants to be a mother\nin every sense of the word, she is going to breastfeed him. She is already\ngetting hormonal treatment so that she can start producing breast milk. I can’t\nlet her down.”

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“But tell you what, I will put your name on the list. You\nwill have your own baby two or two and a half years from now. That will give\nyou enough time to get ready for a baby, both physically and mentally. What do\nyou say?”

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“Thanks mom, you are the greatest.”

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Chapter 2 – Bridget, the Mother

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“Thanks, Matt.” Bridget said as Matt pulled into her\ndriveway.

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“No problem, dear. Look, the night is still young. What do\nyou say I come in for some more sex?”

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Bridget looked at him adoringly. “Wow, Matt. You have\nalready ejaculated five times. That is why I like young studs, for their\nstaying capacity. Your semen is in my tummy, my pussy and my asshole. Look at\nme, I am a mess. I reek of sweat, semen and who knows what else. I doubt if my\nbreath is minty fresh either. And you still want to have sex with me?”

\n\n

For answer Matt folded her in his arms and kissed her deeply\nand passionately, exploring the inside of her mouth with his tongue. “Does that\nanswer your question?”

\n\n

“My, aren’t you sweet? Thanks for the offer, but I am really\ntired. At my age a woman tires quickly, I need my sleep. But we will get\ntogether again. Let us just the two of us get together this time, no other men.\nYou have my E Mail address, E Mail me.”

\n\n

As she got out of his car, she wondered if he had any close\nrelatives. Maybe she should have her detectives check him out. He could be the\nnext candidate for her, once she was finished with Walter.

\n\n

Walter had fallen asleep suckling on Heather’s tit. He was\nawakened by sound of the door opening and by voices.

\n\n

“Hi, mom. So how was it?”

\n\n

“It was great, dear. Everything I could hope for. Now, let\nme look at the plastic bag you prepared.”

\n\n

She inspected the contents of the bag. “Everything looks\nfine. How is the baby?”

\n\n

“Well, I guess bitching was too much for him, the poor dear.\nHe fell asleep. It is probably time for him to wake up again. Well, I better be\ngetting along.”

\n\n

“Give your mommy a hug before you go, dear.” Bridget put a\nhand over her mouth.

\n\n

“What is the matter, mom? Are you all right?”

\n\n

“Nothing to worry about, dear, just simply reflux. Happens\nto me when I have had a bit too much to drink.”

\n\n

“That is the contents of stomach backing up into your mouth.\nYou don’t want too much of that, it is acidic and can rot your teeth. You might\nwant to take an antacid.”

\n\n

As Heather hugged her mother, she was nauseated. “My God\nmom, you positively reek. What are all those smells? I smell whiskey, semen,\npussy juice, sweat, urine and God knows what else. Also your breath smells\nterrible, what have you been eating? You need a shower big time. And for God’s\nsake brush your teeth.”

\n\n

Bridget wasn’t offended. “All in good time, dear. As to my\nbreath, you can guess what I have been ingesting for the past three hours.\nAnyway, first I am going to have some fun with my baby.”

\n\n

“I thought you would be tired by now and would want to go to\nbed right away (hopefully after a cleanup and a shower).”

\n\n

“Oh, I am not tired. Besides, you didn’t think the bitching\nprocess was complete, did you?”

\n\n

\n“I thought it was.”

\n\n

“No, what you did was only half the process, I will complete\nthe other half. You made him your bitch, but with you, it was only sex. Maybe\nyou raped him, but there was nothing repulsive about it. You instilled fear in\nhim.”

\n\n

“He has to learn that sex won’t always be fun for him,\nsometimes he may get repulsed by it, he may be humiliated by it, he even may\nfeel like throwing up. But he still must submit to his mommy, that is the\nabsolute requirement on his part. He must learn that for him, any sexual\nencounter will always be accompanied by at least some degree of pain and\nhumiliation, even some degree of disgust. That is an important part of\nbitching.”

\n\n

“Well, the poor sap. I hope he doesn’t throw up on you (or\nyou don’t throw up on him, you are slightly drunk). Well, good night, mom. See\nyou later.” With that, Heather left.

\n\n

Bridget quickly shed her dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra,\nand Walter could see her pendulous breasts hanging down her chest. He could see\nher rolls of fat, her belly was also hanging down over her panties. She removed\nher panties and she was totally naked. Walter could see her thick, dense bush\nglistening with semen. He knew what was in store for him and he shuddered at\nthe thought. But of course disobedience was out of the question.

\n\n

Bridget lowered her haunches slowly onto his chest and sat\ndown, facing him. “Now dear, mommy has been on tilt-the-world for three hours,\nher pussy is raw. I need some gentle, loving care now. You know what to do.”\nShe said, pressing her dripping pussy into his face. Walter could smell her\nrancid breath while she was talking.

\n\n

He stuck out his tongue and started licking the semen from\nher pussy onto her long, curly pubic hair. The slimy salty taste of the semen\nmade him nauseated, he still had not got used to the taste of semen. But coming\nout of his mommy, he was eager to lap it up. It took him quite a while to clean up her dense, sweaty, slimy\nforest. He also ended up swallowing some of her pubic hair. Bridget could smell\nthe awful stench of her pussy from up above, and she hoped she didn’t throw up.\n

\n\n

Then he went exploring into her pussy with his tongue. He\nimmediately struck gold, her pussy was overflowing with semen. As he stirred\nthe semen with his tongue, it started dripping onto his tongue, into his mouth.\nHe started swallowing as far as it would drip onto his tongue.

\n\n

“Very soothing, very relaxing.” He heard Bridget say. Then\nshe gave a long sigh, and the semen started pouring into his mouth in a steady\nstream. He had to struggle to swallow it all up. After a long time, he was done\nlicking her pussy clean. To clean it thoroughly, he inserted his tongue deep\ninto her pussy and started exploring. That disturbed the semen lodged deep\ninside her vagina and a huge gob of it landed on his tongue with a splash.\nEvidently this semen was the result of earliest fucking. It had been sitting in\nher pussy for quite a while and it had a rancid and awful taste and smell.

\n\n

All his effort was making Bridget aroused. He could hear her\nmoaning. Soon she achieved a climax and squirted her pussy juice into his mouth\nmixed with more semen. She held on to his neck while she was achieving the\nclimax, and he could feel her nails dig painfully into his neck. Finally she\nsubsided. However, she lost control of her bladder and pissed a little into his\nmouth. He of course had no choice as to whether to swallow it, he swallowed her\npiss without any complaint.

\n\n

Then Bridget realised, she had been wanting to pee for a\nlong time now. She decided to take a whiz right there. “Open your mouth, honey.\nMommy wants to pee. Open your mouth wide now, here comes mommy’s golden Champaign.\nYum yum.”

\n\n

She started pissing into his mouth, in a thick, yellow\nstream. By now he had become an expert in swallowing her piss, and he managed\nto drink it all up without spilling a drop. She went on and on, it appeared as\nif she would never stop pissing.

\n\n

Finally she stopped. “It is all that beer, honey. But guess\nwhat, if I get to drink beer, you get to drink beer. I bet alcohol content of\nmy piss isn’t much different from that in the beer. So you also had your own little\nparty, eh?”

\n\n

Any leftover semen dropped into Walter’s mouth with the piss\nand finally her pussy was totally clear. Walter licked her pussy dry, kissed it\nsoftly and looked up for her reaction.

\n\n

She was smiling down at him, and he felt relieved. “Not bad,\nhoney, you are learning. But you must get better.” She said, pinching his cheek\nwith her fingers.

\n\n

Then she stood up, turned around and lowered her haunches on\nhis chest. Walter could feel her enormous buttocks dropping onto his face and\nengulf his face completely. He could smell the unbearable stink of her asshole.\nHe could feel her long, soft ass hair brushing, tickling his nose.

\n\n

Her ass was liberally covered with semen and lubricant, and\nit smelled strongly of semen. Walter started licking her ass cheeks clean. The\ntaste and smell both were revolting, but he kept licking. When he had licked\nher butt cheeks clean, he moved on to the asshole proper. Her hairy asshole was\nfull to the brim of semen. It took him quite an effort to take the flock of\nhair in his mouth and lick it clean with his tongue. But finally he was\nfinished.

\n\n

“Good little sissy. You cleaned the outside of mommy’s ass,\nnow do the inside. Open your mouth wide and bring it close to my asshole.” He\ncould feel her ass hair on his lips and inside his mouth. She strained her ass,\nas if she was giving a shit. Semen started to pour into his mouth in a thin\nstream. This semen was much more foul smelling and foul tasting that the one\nfrom her pussy (to him her pussy smell was fragrant, ass smell was just stinky).

\n\n

“Now, don’t just swallow it up. Roll it around on your\ntongue, savour it, then swallow it.” Soon she was finished and he licked her\nasshole clean once again. But she still had a feeling that there was still some\nleft inside her.

\n\n

“All right, now open your sewer of a mouth wide and press\nyour lips snugly against my asshole.” As soon as he did that, she gave a mighty\nheave. She expelled several gobs of semen with a loud fart. Walter could feel\nthe fart burning inside his mouth. When he rolled the semen onto his tongue, he\nfound that several bits of her shit were also mixed with the semen. He could\nfeel the bile rising from his stomach, but with difficulty, he managed not to\nheave. His mouth was now full of the semen and bits of her shit, and it took\nhim a while to get it all down.

\n\n

“That is it, sweetie, I am done. Now clean me up, do a good\njob.” Walter first cleaned her asshole. Then parting her ass cheeks with his\nhand, He inserted his tongue through the hair in her asshole and entered the\nasshole, past the sphincter. He inserted his tongue deep into her ass and\nstarted licking it from the inside, moving his tongue this way and that. He\nknew she had a G spot deep inside her asshole and he was trying to find it.

\n\n

Bridget was getting aroused again. When he hit the G spot, she\nclimaxed with a shudder. Her ass cheeks lifted off his chest and landed again\nwith a bang, a thud. Excruciating pain penetrated his chest, he just hoped she\nhad not broken any ribs.

\n\n

Bridget got up from his body. “I will be right back.” Soon\nshe was back. Walter saw that she was wearing an enormous strap on, even bigger\nthan the one used by Heather. She also had a small glass of orange juice in her\nhand.

\n\n

She stood beside him by the bed. Her face was directly above\nhis. “Honey, your mouth smells like a sewer, a toilet. It smells of shit, piss,\nsemen and sweat. But I know how to take care of that. Here, drink this.” She\nsaid, bringing the glass to his lips. As he took the sip, she told him “Now,\ndon’t gulp it down at once. Move it around in your mouth, gargle with it. The\nway you did with the semen and my shit. This will get rid of the sewer smell\nfrom your mouth.”

\n\n

Bridget was standing directly above him and her own breath\nsmelled terrible. However, he couldn’t say anything, he was strictly forbidden\nto speak unless asked a question.

\n\n

The orange juice was finished in three or four sips. “Now\nopen your mouth.” She sniffed at his breath. “Now that is better, she said,\nlooking down at him and grinning.” Walter noticed (not for the first time) that\nshe was missing several teeth.

\n\n

“Now we will have some fun. You were a good sissy, you\ndeserve a reward.” She bent down, brought her lips to his and inserted her\nthick tongue into his mouth. Walter found her fetid breath revolting, but he\nsimply shut his eyes to ignore it and concentrated on the pleasure she was\ngiving with her dominating kiss. He could taste semen and whiskey on her\nbreath.

\n\n

Soon she was finished and withdrew from his mouth. She\napplied lubrication to his asshole liberally, for which he was grateful. She\ninserted the nozzle into his asshole and liberally sprinkled the inside of his\nass with lubrication. This was certainly better than what Heather did (she\nsimply lubricated his asshole with her spit and thrust right in).

\n\n

Bridget was not athletic like Heather, On the contrary, she\nwas overweight, obese and she wouldn’t be able to jackhammer him like Heather\ndid. She lifted his legs, inserted his feet into the cuffs attached to the\nheadboard of the bed and snapped them in place. Now he was fixed in the\nposition with his legs over his head, exposing his brown, clean shaven rose\nbud. Bridget got on her knees just below his asshole. She worked the tip of her\ndildo into his asshole. While it went in easily enough, his asshole was already\nraw due to the fucking it had received from Heather, and he cried out with\npain.

\n\n

“Oh, dear. Are you going to be a sissy about it and squeal\nlike a virgin being defiled by a big bad monster of a man?”

\n\n

Keeping the tip of her dildo into her asshole, Bridget threw\nher body upon his, in effect body slamming him. Her large, soft body landed on\nhim with a thud and Walter cried out in pain. She reached up, put her face upon\nhis and inserted her thick tongue into his willing mouth. Mommy’s kisses always\ngave him pleasure, even with her stinking, foul breath.

\n\n

Her tongue started roving all over the inside of his mouth.\nJust as the kiss was in full swing, she gave a mighty thrust and penetrated his\nasshole. Because of her lubrication, the dildo went in easily enough. However,\nthe inside of his ass was already bruised, raw due to the way Heather had raped\nhim, and he felt excruciating pain nonetheless.

\n\n

Walter screamed into her mouth, but it simply came out as a\nwhimper. Bridget established a kind of rhythm between her tongue and her dildo.\nShe would thrust the dildo all the way in up to its base and at the same time\nshove her tongue deep down his throat. Then she would back up until just the\ntip of dildo stayed in his asshole and just the tip of her tongue stayed in his\nmouth, and thrust again. She also started transferring massive amounts of\nsaliva into his mouth.

\n\n

Walter was experiencing unspeakable agony and pure bliss at\nthe same time. Finally, bliss won out, he circled Bridget’s bare, slick, sweaty\nback with his hands and clung to her tightly. Bridget smiled inwardly when she\nnoticed that. That indicated his total submission to her. He was broken, his\ntraining was almost complete.

\n\n

But as she was smiling to herself, Walter could feel her\nheave into his mouth. It was her reflux again. While Walter’s mouth was full of\nher tongue, he could taste the acrid, acidic taste of her vomit. He hoped he in\nturn did not heave in her mouth, that would have been disastrous, for him. He\nswallowed her vomit with difficulty.

\n\n

Bridget on the other hand did not like the taste of her vomit;\nshe simply transferred it into his mouth with her tongue, mixing it with\ngenerous amount of her spit, to dilute the taste.

\n\n

All the while, she continued fucking him with increasing\nthrusts. She was now drenched in sweat, and Walter could feel her sweat and\nalso smell it. He wasn’t sure if the experience was pleasurable to him or\npainful. He wanted it to end and at the same time continue it forever. He was\nfeeling extreme pleasure, at the same time tears of pain were streaming down\nhis cheeks.

\n\n

Finally the thrusts turned into a frenzy and Walter could\nfeel her building up her orgasm. His ass was taking such a pounding that he wondered\nif he will be able to shit again. Finally she achieved an earth shattering\norgasm and she did several things at once.

\n\n

She pressed a switch on her dildo and ejaculated deeply\ninside his ass. Walter could feel her ejaculate deep inside. At the same time,\nshe messaged his prostrate with her dildo, bringing him also to a climax. She\nremoved her tongue from his mouth, drooling mightily in his mouth and on his\nface. Then with a blood curdling yell, she bit into his neck, biting hard.

\n\n

Walter screamed at the top of his voice as he could feel her\nteeth penetrate deep into his flesh. Bridget could taste the blood in her\nmouth. She removed the dildo from its harness, removed it from his asshole,\ndismounted from his body and promptly fell asleep besides him; Walter could\nalready hear her snoring.

\n\n

Walter gingerly touched the wound. It was not as bad as he\nthought, though he could feel the blood on his fingers. In days to come, she\nwould bite him on the same spot again and again and a scar tissue would form\nthere. But right now, it hurt like Hell.

\n\n

However, overall Walter was quite happy, he had enjoyed the\nexperience (unlike with Heather). He turned over and looked at her massive\nbody. She was turned towards him and she was asleep, snoring softly. Walter\ncould see some drool forming at the corner of her mouth. He reached over,\nlicked the drool off and kissed her lightly on the cheek, so as not to wake her\nup.

\n\n

He snuggled up to her, draping her thick arm over his body.\nHe took her massive, flabby, sagging, sweaty breast in his hand and took her\nlong nipple into his mouth. He snuggled up to her and started suckling at her\nbreast, supremely happy. She instinctively pulled him closer to her, in her\nsleep. Soon he fell asleep.

\n\n

Chapter 3 – Martha, The Grandmother

\n\n

Two weeks later.

\n\n

“Come in, mom.” Bridget opened the door to her mother, Martha.\nMartha was easily eighty years old. But where Bridget was full figured, obese, Martha\nwas a wrinkled prune of a woman.

\n\n

“Hello, dear.” They greeted each other. “What is this birthday\npresent you have got me? I am dying to find out.”

\n\n

“You will love it, mom. Tell me, what is one thing you\nhaven’t had in many years?”

\n\n

“There are many things I haven’t had in many years dear, at\nmy age. A man for instance.”

\n\n

“Well, you are going to have one today.”

\n\n

“What? Be serious, who is going to want me at my age? And I\ncertainly don’t want to pay for one of them escorts.”

\n\n

“No mom, I am not talking of an escort. There is a man who\nis eager to please you, mainly because he is eager to please me. So he will do\nhis best to please you.”

\n\n

“Oh, one of your boy toys? Well, that is different.”

\n\n

“Come with me, mom.”

\n\n

She took Martha into the bedroom where Walter was lying on\nthe bed. His feet were locked into cuffs by the headboard, exposing his asshole\nfor assault. His hands were also cuffed to the headboard, rendering him\nimmobile. His mouth was gagged with Bridget’s used panties. Her panties were\ntoo big for his mouth and more than half projected outside his mouth. She\nyanked the panties from his mouth. His jaws had started to hurt and he was\ngrateful to her.

\n\n

“Sissy, say hello to Grandma.”

\n\n

“Hello, grandmother.”

\n\n

“Hello, you little thing. And what is your name?”

\n\n

Walter looked at Bridget. “He doesn’t have a name, it used\nto be Walter. Now he is just called baby or sissy. When I sell him to his new\nmommy, no doubt she will give him a name.”

\n\n

She looked him over carefully. “He also doesn’t have any\npubic hair, no hair in the underarms.”

\n\n

“Well, I keep him clean shaven all the time; he has no hair\nanywhere on his body except the head. Again, babies don’t have any hair.”

\n\n

“Now mom, get undressed, take off your clothes. I will get\nyou started and then I will leave you two love bugs alone.”

\n\n

But then Martha noticed something. “Why, he doesn’t have any\nteeth.”

\n\n

“Well, the woman who is going to buy him wants a baby. Since\nbabies don’t have teeth, she told me to remove his teeth. I did that ten days\nago. She will be breastfeeding her baby and it will be particularly useful if\nhe doesn’t have teeth. Then suckling at her breast becomes easy for him, more\npleasurable for her. I also got dentures made for him, when his mommy wants him\nto have teeth.”

\n\n

“Well, I don’t like that.”

\n\n

“But what do you care? You don’t have teeth either.”

\n\n

“That is different. I am 80 years old and I am proud of my\nage. But if I am going to have sex with a boy toy, I want him to be a young boy\ntoy.” She walked over to his face and squeezed his cheeks painfully with her\nhand.

\n\n

“He doesn’t look young. With no teeth, he simply looks like\na pathetic old man. I don’t want to have sex with an 80 year old man. Please\nput some teeth into his mouth.”

\n\n

“As you wish, mom. I didn’t want him to bite you with his\nteeth.”

\n\n

“I can look after myself, don’t you worry.”

\n\n

Bridget went to the dresser, opened one drawer and took out\nhis teeth. She went to him, squeezed his cheeks with her fingers and inserted\nhis teeth into his mouth.

\n\n

“Better?”

\n\n

Walter knew the question was not to him, but to her mother.

\n\n

“Much better, thanks dear. Now he looks like a handsome\nyoung man. I really have to wonder about the taste of your customer, that she\nwants him all toothless.”

\n\n

“Because she wants to breastfeed him. Cast your mind back.\nWhen you were suckling me on your breast, how would you have liked it if I had\nteeth?”

\n\n

“Well, there is something in that.”

\n\n

Martha was now fully undressed. Walter looked at her naked\nbody with revulsion. She was wrinkled all over. Her breasts were just dried\nflaps of tissue, hanging over her stomach. He thought of his mommy’s (Bridget’s)\nbreasts, succulent, big and pendulous and how he enjoyed suckling on them. He\nlooked at Bridget and was proud to have a mommy like her. He just hoped Martha\ndidn’t make him suckle at her breasts.

\n\n

Bridget tied the strap on harness around Martha’s waist. She\npicked up one dildo (from many) from her side board and showed it to her\nmother.

\n\n

“See this mom? This is two sided dildo. The smaller end goes\ninside you, like this.” She inserted it in Martha’s pussy. “The bigger end goes\ninto sissy’s ass. As you are fucking him, the dildo inside stimulates you. You\nfuck him just the way dad used to fuck you, with increasing strokes. The more\nyou fuck him, the more you will get stimulated and finally you will achieve\norgasm.”

\n\n

“OK, I think I got it.”

\n\n

“Well then, enjoy yourself, mom. I will leave you two love\nbirds alone.”

\n\n

“But first” She walked over to Walter. She again squeezed\nhis cheeks, this time quite painfully.

\n\n

She hissed at him. “Now listen you piece of shit. That is my\nmom over there. You hurt her even a little bit, you give her the slightest\namount of pain, and I promise you, I will repay you a thousand old. If you hurt\nmy mom in any way, I will kill you and it will be slow, painful death. You\nwon’t believe there can be that much pain in the world. Is that clear, you son\na bitch, you nose rag, you gob of spit?”

\n\n

Walter was now truly terrified. He could not control his\nbladder, and he found himself pissing on the bed. He simply looked up at her\nand nodded.

\n\n

“That is good. If you want to live, you will do what mom\ntells you to and not hurt her in any way. Now open our mouth.”

\n\n

When he opened his mouth wide, Bridget worked up large\namount of spit in her mouth and spat a large gob of spit into his mouth.\n“Swallow it.”

\n\n

As Walter hastened to swallow it, she started leaving the room.\nThen she noticed the wet bedsheet. She sniffed and said “Oh, shit. The bastard\nhas wet his bed again. Give me a minute while I clean up the mess, mom.”

\n\n

“Did he piss just now?” Martha wanted to know.

\n\n

“Well, I scared him; I put the fear of torture into him. So\nhe lost control of his bladder and he wet his bed.”

\n\n

“What kind of man pisses because he is scared?”

\n\n

“But he is not a man, I am turning him into a baby,\nremember? If he was a man, do you think he will let you rape him, as you are\ngoing to do? Babies don’t have good bladder control; they piss if they are\nscared. It was my fault really; I should not have scared him so bad.”

\n\n

“No matter, I always cover the bed with a plastic sheet. So\nthe bed is not messed up, just the sheet on top. Give me a minute.”

\n\n

She simply yanked the wet bedsheet from under him, leaving\nthe plastic one on the bed. She wiped the plastic off with a towel and put\nanother bedsheet on top. She took out baby wipes and baby powder from the side\ntable. She thoroughly wiped his ass and his penis.

\n\n

“How would you like\nhim, mom? Should I put baby powder on him?”

\n\n

“Sure, do that. He will smell sweet like a baby and I like\nthat.”

\n\n

Bridget sprinkled baby powder onto his ass and his penis\narea liberally. He was always clean shaven in his pubic area, so he had no hair\ndown there, making it easy to clean him.

\n\n

Finally Bridget was done. “Enjoy yourself, mom. Happy\nbirthday.” She left the room.

\n\n

Martha was looking at Walter hungrily. She slowly advanced\ntowards him. Walter saw there were two thin streams of drool dribbling down the\ncorners of her mouth. She lay down beside him and took his face in her thin,\nwithered hands. Her face was full of wrinkles. She brought her thin lips to his\nand inserted her thin tongue into his mouth. Walter was used to Bridget’s thick\ntongue, it would fill his mouth. By contrast he could barely feel her thin\ntongue inside his mouth. As he started exploring his mouth with her tongue, it\nfelt to Walter like a wet slimy worm invading his mouth and he had a feeling of\nnausea and revulsion.

\n\n

He tried very hard not to throw up; he imagined Bridget’s\ntongue in his mouth. Just as he thought he could not hold off much longer, Martha\nwas done and she withdrew from his mouth, spilling drool from her toothless mouth\nall over his face.

\n\n

Since he was immobile, Martha put her shoulder on his chest,\npicked up one dried up, withered breast and brought it to his lips. He started\nto suckle on them. This was a sensation Martha had not experienced in years,\nand she had an orgasm shortly. She had hairy armpits (at her age, there was no\nneed to shave them) and Walter could already smell her armpits, but as she\norgasmed, she sweated a bit and he also could smell her sweat. While he could\nsmell Bridget’s body odours when she dealt with him, he was attracted to her\npheromones, so he did not find them repulsive. Martha’s odours on the other\nhand were totally repulsive.

\n\n

But he had no choice. Even apart from the threat Bridget had\nissued him, he had no desire to get her mad at him, he loved his mommy and\nwould do anything for her. Even let this disgusting creature do vile, despicable\nthings to him.

\n\n

While he was suckling at her breast, she inserted her finger\ninto her pussy and stimulated herself to another orgasm. More sweat, this time\ndripping on his face from her forehead. Then she got up and sat down on his\nchest facing him.

\n\n

The stink of her pussy was overpowering. She had sparse,\ncurly, scraggly hair in her pussy, and it smelled of rotting fish. He couldn’t\nhelp but compare her to her daughter Bridget again; he found Bridget’s pussy\nfragrant. Anyway, he knew what was expected of him, and he stuck out his tongue\nand started licking. He licked up the small amount of her orgasmic discharge.\nWhen that was gone, her pussy tasted dry and bitter. But Walter kept licking.\nHe inserted his tongue into her pussy and started giving it a vigorous workout.\nShe was building toward a climax slowly. She started lifting her bottom and\nslapping down on his chest, and Walter could see her dried withered up breasts\nflap up and down and brush against her stomach. Finally she climaxed, ejaculating\nher frothy discharge into his mouth. This orgasm was the strongest yet. Martha\ncould not control her bladder and pissed a small amount into his mouth. She\nalso gave a fart. Of course her piss was bitter and acrid (not like the sweet\npiss of Bridget, who used sweetener in her food and her piss really was sweet).

\n\n

Martha was by now panting with exertion and also sweating.\nThe horrible stench of her sweat filled the room. However, she settled down and\nonce again brought her withered pussy lips against his lips. He started licking\nher again.

\n\n

After three more orgasms she was finally satisfied. “Now we\nwill have some real fun.” She said, getting up from the bed. “I will be the man\nand you will be the women.” She further added, cackling, snapping a dildo into\nthe harness she was already wearing.

\n\n

Walter still had his hands and feet tied to the headboard,\nexposing his rosebud to assault. Martha got on the bed and kneeled below his\nexposed asshole. She pressed the tip of her dildo to his asshole and tried to\ninsert it into his asshole. What about lubrication? Walter thought.

\n\n

However, Martha did not think of lubrication. She continued\ninserting the tip of her dildo into his asshole and after a long time she\nsucceeded. She was again sweating with exertion. Then she tried to fuck him,\npenetrate him with the dildo, but to no avail. It just wouldn’t move without\nany lubrication. After trying for a long time, Martha was getting frustrated.

\n\n

“I don’t know if it is worth the effort to keep on trying.”\nShe grumbled. “Bridget says it is a great feeling, great experience, but for me\nit only has been frustration and waste of time so far.” Walter started\nentertaining the hope that she may finally give up and leave him alone.

\n\n

However, Martha decided to make one final effort. There were\nrailings on the two sides of the bed. Holding on to the railings with both her\nhands, she grunted and thrust forwards with all the strength she could muster.\nThe dildo finally slipped in all the way and she gave a loud fart in the\nprocess.

\n\n

However, the angle was wrong. Both Heather and Bridget were\nexperts at fucking men, and they knew how to penetrate a male asshole at the\nright angle. Martha didn’t. So the dildo went in at the wrong angle. That,\ncombining with the fact that she had used no lubricant and the dildo brushed\npainfully against the ass tissue, it penetrated tearing up the tissue and\nflesh.

\n\n

Walter screamed at the top of his voice. This hurt way more\nthan any time Heather or Bridget had fucked him. The tissue damage resulted in\nprofuse bleeding. However, the blood also acted as lubricant and now Martha\nfound that she could slide the dildo in and out rather easily. As to Walter’s\nscreaming, her daughter had told her that he may do that, and she ignored him.

\n\n

She continued fucking him faster and faster, thus building\nthe climax inside her pussy. She would slam the dildo totally into Walter, her\npussy hair brushing against his buttocks, then withdraw until only the tip was\ninside the asshole and thrust again. In the process, some blood would spill\nonto the bed with each stroke, but by now Martha was too blind with lust to\nnotice anything. She was building into sheer ecstasy, Bridget was right, this\nwas an experience like never before.

\n\n

She kept on fucking him faster and faster until with a loud\nyell she climaxed. She could feel her pussy juices spilling out around the\ndildo. She removed the dildo from his asshole and lay there besides him\npanting.

\n\n

Walter was oblivious to all this, he was still screaming, bawling\nat the top of his voice. He did not know that there could be so much pain, so\nmuch agony in the world. His ass felt like it was on fire. He could also feel\nblood dripping from his asshole onto the bedsheet.

\n\n

After long time, Martha finally came down from her high. Her\norgasm was so strong that she had pissed liberally on the bed. She got up,\nunsnapped the dildo, removed it from inside her pussy and removed the harness.\nThen she noticed the pool of blood on the bed.

\n\n

Bridget had invited her daughter to celebrate her mother’s\nbirthday and they both were talking in the next room.

\n\n

“This must be quite a change for grandma. Did you instruct\nher properly on how to fuck a man? A woman who does not know that can hurt a\nman real bad.”

\n\n

“Well, she is an old woman, how bad can she hurt the baby? Let\nher enjoy it the way she wants it. If she likes it, I may let her play with my\nbabies from time to time.”

\n\n

They both could hear Walter screaming at the top of his\nvoice and Heather remarked “well, it sounds like grandma sure is having fun,\nenjoying herself.”

\n\n

“Well that is the important thing, dear. She has so few\npleasures at her age, I thought I would do something nice for her.”

\n\n

Just then they heard Martha’s high pitched, thin voice. “Bridget,\ncome here, come quickly. Right now.”

\n\n

Both of them got up and came running. “What happened, mom?”

\n\n

Horrified, Martha pointed to the puddle of blood on the bed.\n“Oh my God, I am so sorry, Bridget. I broke your boy toy.”

\n\n

Walter was still screaming at the top of his voce. Bridget\ngot exasperated. “Oh, I can’t hear myself think with all that racket going on.”

\n\n

She reached under her skirt and removed her panties. She\nturned them inside out. They were soaked with her pussy juices and drops of her\npiss. There was also a brown streak in the middle. There were also a couple of\nher pubic hair stuck to the panties. Bridget sniffed her panties and wrinkled\nher nose. She stuffed the panties into Walter’s mouth and packed them in as\ntightly as she could with her fingers. More than half still were left hanging\noutside his mouth, but his screams were now totally muffled.

\n\n

“Now mom, tell me what happened.”

\n\n

“I don’t know what happened, dear. I don’t even know when he\nstarted bleeding. I was fucking him, raping him, having a great time (you were\nright about that by the way). When I was finished, I noticed the pool of blood.\nI am sorry, so sorry. I broke your boy toy. When I was lying next to him\nafterwards, I also got soaked with it.” She displayed her blood soaked thighs.

\n\n

“Stop saying you are sorry, mom. But I don’t understand it.\nBoth I and Heather have raped him many times before, he never has bled so much.\nYou did use lubrication, didn’t you?”

\n\n

“Lubrication? Why?”

\n\n

“Oh my God. Don’t’ tell me you fucked him without\nlubrication, you fucked him dry.”

\n\n

“Well, you told me to fuck him like your daddy used to fuck\nme. He never used any lubrication, so it didn’t even occur to me. Why didn’t\nyou tell me?”

\n\n

“It slipped my mind. Anyway, right next to the array of\ndildos are all these lubrication tubes. Didn’t you wonder what they were there\nfor?”

\n\n

“I am so sorry, honey. Anyway, we both are at fault.”

\n\n

Bridget came over to her and gave her a hug, taking care to\nstay clear of her thighs. “Forget it, mom. I don’t care who is at fault. Did\nyou have a good time? That is important, the baby is nothing.”

\n\n

“Yes, it was everything you said it would be, and more. But\nif you offer me another of your babies again, please no more ass fucking. Much\nas I enjoyed it, I don’t think I want to go through this harrowing experience\nagain.”

\n\n

“Let us not think about that, mom. The important thing is\nthat you enjoyed yourself.”

\n\n

“I hope I have not broken your toy beyond repair.”

\n\n

“You let me worry about that. I am sure I can fix him. And\nif I cannot well, there are plenty more where that came from. But there is only\none of you, mom. Anyway, happy birthday. Now go and get yourself cleaned up,\ntake a shower. I will take you home.”

\n\n

While Bridget was talking to her mother, Heather was\nexamining Walter. As Martha went to take a shower, Bridget asked her.

\n\n

“Well, what is the damage?”

\n\n

“She has done some real damage to the baby, mom. I think his\nsphincter is broken.”

\n\n

“What does that mean?”

\n\n

“Here. Let me show you.” By now Walter had stopped bleeding.\nHeather parted his asshole with her hands.

\n\n

“See? There is no elasticity to it, you can see right into\nhis bowels. You cannot do that with a normal person, the sphincter closes\ntightly, it is very difficult to open. Here his asshole parts easily. In\npractical term what this means is that now he has absolutely no bowel control.\nAs soon as shit is formed in the bowel, it will drop from his asshole. Grandmother\nreally did a job on him. She must be stronger than she looks. He has become\npermanently incontinent. But perhaps an Internist can give you a better\nopinion, you should talk to Karen.”

\n\n

“I will do that.” Bridget said, removing her panties from Walter’s\nmouth. By now they were washed clean by his saliva, the brown streak her pubic\nhair and the urine spots had disappeared. Walter’s screams were by now reduced\nto whimpers, but his face was drenched with his tears.

\n\n

Epilogue:

\n\n

Two weeks later Bridget was talking to Heather over the phone.\n“By the way, how is the baby mom? Any permanent damage?”

\n\n

“I am afraid so, you were right. I talked to Karen and she\nsaid the same thing, the sphincter is broken. She talked to a surgeon, and\nsurgery cannot fix it.”

\n\n

“I am sorry to hear that. All that money you spent in\ntraining the baby wasted. Also all the time it took to do the training.”

\n\n

“Well, not necessarily, I am thinking of an angle.”

\n\n

“You are thinking of just not telling her?”

\n\n

“I wouldn’t do that, dear. In my business, word of mouth is\nvery important, that is the only advertisement I have, I can’t very well\nadvertise in newspapers or on Internet. So I will never lie to a client or\nwithhold information from her. You see, everything is in the marketing. Let me\ntell you a story.”

\n\n

“This is before your time, mostly before mine as well. That\nwas the time when there were no ball point pens, people used fountain pens. A\npaper manufacturer had just produced a large batch of paper. He wanted to make\nsome notes, so he took a sheet from the stack and started to write. To his\nhorror he found that he could not write, the ink spread on the paper as fast as\nhe could write. He tried a second sheet, a third and fourth. The result was the\nsame. Upon investigation, he found out that they forgot to add a critical\ningredient during paper making. He was staring at financial ruin.”

\n\n

“Then he had a brilliant idea, a masterstroke. Depending\nupon the type of ink used, it used to take up to half a minute for the ink to\ndry. If you accidentally brushed against it during that time, the ink would get\nsmudged. This was a particular problem for important documents, which needed\nsignature of the parties.”

\n\n

“Well, he decided to market it as a magic paper, which dried\nthe ink instantly. After writing, you put the magic paper on your written paper\nand pressed gently. The paper absorbed the excess ink instantly and your\nwriting was dry. This innovation was hugely popular, hugely successful and thus\nthe blotting paper was born. Whereas writing paper is sold in stacks of hundred\nor more, he could sell the blotting paper in packages of a dozen sheets, since\nthe same sheet can be used again and again. He was able to charge premium\nprices for the blotting paper.”

\n\n

“Well, you are welcome to be present when I hand over the\nmerchandise to Dorothy to see how I try to convert the writing paper into\nblotting paper.”

\n\n

“Thanks mom, I will be there.”

\n\n

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

\n\n

“Hello, Dorothy. Come on in.” Dorothy was in her thirties, short,\nblond and on the plump side (though not as obese as Bridget). She looked like\nthe quintessential mother figure.

\n\n

“Hello Bridget” Dorothy greeted her. “Is the merchandise\nready for delivery?”

\n\n

“Everything is ready, but first we must have a little chat.\nHow about a glass of white wine? By the way, this is Heather, my daughter.”

\n\n

When they had all settled down, Bridget said to her “I sent\nyou a PDF of detailed instructions as to caring and maintenance of the baby.\nDid you get a chance to look at them?”

\n\n

“I read some of it, yes.”

\n\n

“Well, you can read the rest when you go home. But I better\ngo over the instructions for the initial period with you.”

\n\n

“When you take the baby home, he is going to suffer from\nseparation anxiety. He looks on me as his mommy, and when he sees that I am not\naround he probably will start crying. He may even cry for several hours.”

\n\n

“Have you told him that I am to be his new mommy, that he is\ngoing home with me to make a new start?”

\n\n

“Of course not, he is a baby for goodness sake. You should\nstop looking at him as an adult and start looking at him as a baby. He doesn’t\nneed to know anything. His mommy looks after him, cares for him, takes him\nwherever she wants to go, and that should be enough.”

\n\n

“Anyway, as I was saying, he may cry for several hours, a\nbaby will do that when separated from his mother. He will need tender loving\ncare in that time. Take him in your arms, cuddle him, kiss him all over his\nface, nurse him at your breast. Since you are going to breastfeed, that should\nhelp in bonding a lot. This phase may last up to 24 hours. Also, I suggest you\ndon’t shower for 24 hours, let your pheromones build up. Pheromones will help\nthe two of you in bonding.”

\n\n

By 24 hours the bonding should be almost complete, and he\nwill start looking at you as his mommy. Then next phase is critical. When he\nsees that he has a new mommy, he will try to test you, try to stretch the\nlimits. This you must not permit. Within one or two days after bonding, make up\nsome excuse (say he didn’t obey you even if he did) and give him the beating of\nhis life. Did you see the video I sent you of the beating I gave him when he\nfirst came here?”

\n\n

“Yes, I did. But it sounds so harsh, so cruel. I want to\nlove my baby, not punish him.”

\n\n

“And so you shall, but you are not dealing with a real baby\nhere, nobody would treat a real baby like that. But it is important at an early\nstage to establish who is the boss, who is the master. You must impress upon\nhim that you are the authority figure in his life, the only authority figure,\nand there will be consequences for disobeying you. But he will try to test you.\nI am old enough to be his mother, but you are only a few years older than him. So\nit is important for you to establish your authority as soon as possible. And\ndon’t worry, such a beating probably will be necessary only once. After that\nspanking from time to time will be sufficient. Do you have any whips or canes\nor anything like that?”

\n\n

“No, I don’t. I am not into pain.”

\n\n

“Well, I see the belt you are wearing is quite sturdy and\nmade of leather. That will do just fine, remove his clothes, tie him to the bed\nand thrash him soundly with your belt. In addition, if you have a dirty snicker\nor a dirty shoe, that can also be used, not so much for inflicting pain, but\nfor humiliation.”

\n\n

“Once you have thrashed him to within an inch of his life,\ntake him in your arms, comfort him, console him, tell him you won’t have to\nbeat him if he just obeys you all the time. Then take him to bed, use the strap-on\non him, in a gentle, loving way. Make love to him as a gentleman would to a\nwoman. After he has seen the fierce, pain inflicting side of you, let him see\nthe loving, caring side of you. You will own him for life.”

\n\n

“Thanks, Bridget. Oh, I almost forgot, I have hired a nanny\nfor him. Shall I call her in? She is sitting in the car, today she is my\nchauffer. ” “By all means.”

\n\n

Dorothy made a cell phone call. In a few minutes a big,\nfierce looking Russian woman walked into the room.

\n\n

“Everybody, this is Katrina. She will be the nanny for the\nbaby. She will look after him when I am away at work (Bridget knew that Dorothy\nwas a high powered, high priced attorney).”

\n\n

Katrina simply grunted. She was easily six feet tall and\nquite brawny. While she was not thin by any means, she was all muscle and no\nfat.

\n\n

“Katrina does not like men. But she is a very loyal\nemployee, I have had very good references for her.”

\n\n

Bridget looked her over. “I think she would be just right\nfor your baby. But if you have a nanny, you may have her administer the\nbeating. She should be thoroughly mean, nasty and menacing. After she has\nfinished with him, you then should take him in your arms and comfort him. The\nclassic good cop bad cop routine. Also, it would help if you scold Katrina on a\ncouple of occasions in front of the baby. While he will always be mortally\nafraid of Katrina, he will come to respect and admire you, for having power\nover such a fierce, nasty woman. Yes, I think it should work out very well, he\nwill come to love you as his mommy within the month.”

\n\n

“Thanks for all that, Bridget. Now about the baby?”

\n\n

“Yes, the baby. Before I bring him out, let me tell you what\nI have done with him. I have had his teeth removed and dentures made for him,\nas per you instructions. His dentures are packed in the bag I will give you to\ntake home. I did that a few weeks ago, so he is all healed by now. I have also\npacked his teeth in a plastic bag for you. You may hang them as ornaments above\nhis crib, to remind him constantly of his degraded, humiliated, diminished\nstatus.”

\n\n

“I removed all his facial hair by electrolysis. I started\nhim on feminising hormones a few weeks ago, just enough so that facial hair\ndon’t grow back, but not enough to prevent the erection again, as per your\ninstructions. A side effect of this is that you will see two tiny breasts\nbudding from his chest.”

\n\n

“You will have to decide how much hormone treatment to give\nhim. For that you will need to consult a doctor. Also, you are going to\nbreastfeed him, but I doubt if you will produce enough milk for his daily\nnutritional requirements. For that also you will need to consult a doctor. Do\nyou have a doctor who will provide you with discreet advice? If not,”

\n\n

She produced a business card and wrote her name on the back.\n“This is the card of Doctor Karen Miller, she is an Internist. She is very good\nand very discreet. Show her my name I have written on the back and she will\nknow I recommended you.”

\n\n

Dorothy took the card from her. “Thanks dear, but I do have\na nutritionist I consult. Also I have a doctor who will advise me on hormones.\nBut a backup is always welcome.” She put the card in her purse.

\n\n

“Now how strong is the baby? Can he struggle, will he try to\nescape? Should I keep him strapped down all the time?”

\n\n

“Well, the psychological conditioning is very strong. He is\ntotally dependent upon me to do everything for him, he is scared of the outside\nworld, and he knows I am his only protector. So far he hasn’t made any attempt\nto escape. Plus total lack of exercise for the past three months have made his\nmuscles totally devoid of tone and strength. He has not been on his feet for\nthe past three months. I am not even sure if he can walk any more, he may fall\ndown if he tries to stand on his feet.”

\n\n

“You are fortunate in having somebody like Katrina here. If\nhe has to be taken anywhere, let Katrina lift him. To put him in the car, put\nhim back in the house, put him in the stroller (I understand you have a walled\nin garden where baby may be taken for a stroll) etc. At any rate, keep him off\nhis feet.”

\n\n

“Combine this with the fact that he has been poorly fed (but\nwith proper nutrition), he is too weak to fight any adult. His arms are thin,\nsoft and flabby. You probably could best him in a wrestling match. But more\nthan that, he just doesn’t have the will to fight any more, it has been beaten\nand conditioned out of him. As to Katrina here, she could break him like a\ntwig. But then Katrina could whoop the ass of any man as well.”

\n\n

“So as long as somebody is with him, there is no need to\nkeep him strapped down or chained. If you and Katrina must go away, I suggest\nyou hire him a baby sitter. Even a teenage girl will do, she will be able to\nhandle him physically. Contact me if you need any help. I know somebody who is reliable,\ndiscreet and firm. I use her myself. But if you are going to leave him alone\nwithout a baby sitter, I strongly suggest you strap him down securely or chain\nhim into a closet or something. Not because he may escape, not much danger of\nthat. But the poor dear may try to escape (or just simply wander off), bungle\nthe attempt and hurt himself in the process.”

\n\n

“What was he in his previous life anyway?”

\n\n

“I think a Wall Street broker or some such thing. If you\nlike, I could look into his file and tell you. Anyway, I think he has forgotten\nmost of his pre Bridget life, due to conditioning. The only thing you need to\nknow about him is that he doesn’t have any close relatives who will come\nenquiring after him, and that he is your ideal baby.”

\n\n

“I think that finishes the discussion, unless you have any\nquestions? No, then I will bring out the baby now. I have starved him for a\nfull 24 hours now, he must be ravenous. This is a great bonding opportunity for\nyou. I have trained him to suckle on a female breast. He has suckled quite a\nlot on my breast, and for the past week most of his nourishment I have given\nhim from a baby bottle, where he has had to suck on the nipple.

\n\n

Soon she came out again, with Walter following behind her. Bridget\nhad tied his hands together at his back. She also had tied his feet together,\nso he was forced to crawl, slither on his belly.

\n\n

“Just follow me, dear.” She said to Walter. She sat down\nbeside him and turned his face towards her by holding his chin in her fingers.\n“I know you must be famished, dear. But this nice lady is going to feed you, it\nwill be a feast. So thank the lady properly for her generosity, kiss both her feet.”\nWalter kissed the toes of both of Dorothy’s feet through her open sandals and\nlooked up at her.

\n\n

“Did the mean mommy bind baby’s hands and feet together?”\nDorothy said as she reached down and untied the ropes on his hands and legs (Bridget\nhad purposely bound him loose, so ropes could be untied easily). Bridget smiled\nto herself when she heard that. Now that he was going to bond with Dorothy, it\nwas a good idea to sow doubts in his mind about Bridget by calling her mean.

\n\n

“No matter, my poor baby must be starving.” Dorothy lifted\nhim by inserting her hands into his armpits \nand lay him down on the sofa, with his head in her lap. She bent down\nand kissed him on the forehead.

\n\n

Dorothy unbuttoned her blouse, loosened it and took out a\nmassive breast from her bra. Her aureoles were dark in colour, almost black,\ndue to lactation. She pinched her nipple in her hand and tweaked it a few\ntimes. A small, pearly drop appeared at the tip of her nipple. She lifted his\nhead, held his face in her hand and brought his lips close to her long, brown\nnipple. Walter could see the drop of milk on her tit. She brushed her nipple\nand the drop of milk at the tip on his lips. He did not need any encouragement.\nHe took her nipple in his mouth and started sucking vigorously. Her milk was\nwatery and didn’t have much taste. But he was famished and didn’t care.

\n\n

“Bridget, his mouth feels divine with no teeth to bite me.\nOne of my friends suggested to remove his teeth and that was a very good\nsuggestion.” As he was suckling on her breast, with her other hand she rubbed\nher pussy and had a small orgasm.

\n\n

“I have given him a mild sedative which should start working\nin about half an hour. That will make for a peaceful trip home.

\n\n

“Dorothy, there is another thing I forgot to tell you, I have\nadded an enhancement. Now, I did it without checking with you first, and if you\ndon’t like it, I can get it fixed. I broke his anal sphincter. If you like it,\nyou are welcome. No extra charge for you, of course. I did the enhancement\nwithout asking you.”

\n\n

“What does that mean?” Dorothy sighed as she continued to be\nstimulated by Walter’s mouth working on her nipple.

\n\n

“Well, that means that now he has absolutely no bowel\ncontrol, in that respect he is like a newborn infant. He will shit almost continuously,\na diaper is mandatory at all times. He is wearing one right now.”

\n\n

“That sounds great. His food mostly will consist of my milk,\nand whatever else the nutritionist recommends. But most of his food will be in\nthe liquid form, so his shit will be watery and won’t smell much. I won’t be\nchanging any diapers anyway, that is Katrina’s job. But that makes him even\nmore baby like and even more dependent upon me. I have heard people tell me\nthat you do good work, and I agree. Thanks for the enhancement.”

\n\n

“You may consider changing his diaper from time to time, as\na mommy-baby bonding occasion. Perhaps you could turn it into a reward. If the\nbaby has been particularly good, he gets his diaper changed by mommy, otherwise\nit is the mean old Katrina. Another advantage is that when you fuck him in the\nass, there won’t be any resistance, the dildo will slip right in. Incidentally,\nI have also trained him in the art of pussy licking, he is quite an expert by\nnow, you are in for a treat. Well, now to business. You know the terms. You\nhave already paid 50%, 40% is due now, the rest a month from now (you have a\nmonth to inform me of any problems, after that the sale is final).”

\n\n

“Oh, don’t bother me with business now. I am bonding with my\nbaby, don’t disrupt the mommy-baby moment. Your check is in my purse, help\nyourself.” Dorothy said, pressing Walter even closer to her and kissing him\nagain on his forehead.

\n\n

Bridget opened Dorothy’s purse and took out a check book.\nThe top check was made out to her. She tore it off, put the check book in the\npurse and closed it. She checked the amount on the check and said

\n\n

“Congratulations, Dorothy. You have bought yourself a baby.\nHave you decided on a name yet?”

\n\n

“Well, I have got a few in mind. I am holding a christening\nparty next weekend. You are invited, both of you.”

\n\n

“We will be delighted. Oh look, the baby is asleep. Have a\nsafe trip home.”

\n\n

After Dorothy had departed with Katrina and the baby, Heather\nsaid to Bridget “You handled that quite well, mom. She actually bought the line\nthat you did it on purpose, as a favour to her.”

\n\n

“And did you see how I implied that I ought to charge her\nextra for breaking his anus? I thought it all went very well. Another happy,\nsatisfied customer.”

\n\n

“Do you ever wonder what happens to the babies after they\nleave you?”

\n\n

“Not really. I did run across a couple of my customers in a\nsocial setting a while ago. They both told me they still had the baby with them\nand they were quite happy with them. Other than that, I don’t keep in touch\nwith my customers. What happens if a mommy just gets bored with her baby? Does\nshe sell the baby to someone else, does she dispose of the baby? I don’t know,\nand I think it is best not to know.”

\n\n

THE END

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