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I Have Kinky Fantasies

Return To Aunt Joan'S Part 2... A few moments later the door opens. In walks my aunt Joan. Now dressed in black high heels, black stockings, a red lace garter belt and suspenders clearly showing the matching panties underneath, a red and black corset and long black gloves. In her right hand was a length of rope and in her left a camera on a tripod. Following her closely into the room was Mrs Walsh dressed in an extremely tight black Chinese style silk short dress with a beautiful dragon embroidered on it and a pair of red high heels. She emphasised her curves as she walked over to me with her arms behind her back. Stopping a few inches in front of me I could now see her hard nipples pointing out at me. Seeing me looking she quickly slaps me hard in the face and puts her arms behind her back again. “Ah we remember how you always seemed to ask out the Asian girls in school so thought you might like this. Now you listen up!! This will seem harsh and cruel but it is for your own good. Just there we spoke to your mother about what you have been up to and she agrees” she informs me. “What? What is going on??” I try to say but the panties muffle the sound I just feel my aunt drag me over to the sofa, throws me on to it and is now being helped by the other lady ties me down to the sofa. “Ok” said Mrs Walsh as she walks over and bends down in front of me “Lets see if he can figure it out from these”. She slowly pulls one arm from behind her back and opens her hand, in it there are two cock rings then she pulls the other arm, in her hand is a scissors and a scalpel. I now panic see what is coming and struggle to get free. “No point in struggling this is going to happen” she said still leaning over me before giving me a teasing smile. “Ok we need him empty if we are to do this here are the rings” said Mrs Walsh handing the cock rings to my aunt who is looking over at the now setup camera being operated by the other lady “Sorry about this but its own fault for being such a small dicked perve.” Putting on the cock rings “we need these as you are clearly afraid which can cause erection problems and we need your wittle balls empty so can’t take any chances”. Her large breasts pushed up and together jiggle franticly as she works my cock. The feel of her silk gloves moving expertly over my sensitive, well protected cock “enjoy it while you can. I hear the penis gets tougher and less sensitive once it has been cut. Oh and you cannot do anything with it for anywhere up to three months, is that right ladies?” both of them smile and nod in agreement to what my aunt Joan has just said. As I being to drip precum, her strokes build in both speed and pressure as she does so she leans into my ear and whispers “actually for the next few months even getting a semi will kill you. HAHAHA. But don’t worry you will be staying with me while you are healing, I will look after you, help dress you, change your bandages, give you sponge baths. Just imagine that, me exploring every part of your body, I even have a nice nurse uniform I could ware as I do, its really tight. White, stops just below my pussy with a bustier built into it. Every move I make in some way will give you a view of what you have always dreamed ”. This is hell, everything I ever wished but I know its just to hurt, I am in a state of pure panic over what is to come but this is being over powered with what is about to cum from down below. Now rapidly building to orgasm, she moves down and starts to suck my cock. As I cum she gathers every drop. She moves, turns her back for a second and then kisses me, forcing my seed into my mouth. “swallow. SWALLOW!!” I do as I am told. “Ok ladies, he is empty and I slipped the pill in with the semen, now we wait”. They all leave the room, and soon I slip into sleep.
When I awake I am alone, I have been untied and try to move. As the least effects of the tablet ware off I expect the inevitable pain from the procedure however in fear I try not to go near the area incase of making things worse, but after an hour the pain still has not arrived. I look down. All is right, nothing has changed. I see a note pined to the wall. “We are keeping the recording, don’t forget what we could have done and what else we may have done you don’t know about but that would be on record. Your our bitch now!!! P.S. we left you another outfit in a pink bag behind the sofa.”

 
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