Date: Thu, 2 Jul 2015 22:25:52 +0000 (UTC)
From: JAM <jamdafreak@yahoo.com>
Subject: Coleman Family Values - Part 3

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COLEMAN FAMILY VALUES

By JAM da freak

PART THREE – THE BITCH RECOVERS

As he went to walk his guests – his father, grandfather, uncles and
cousin – out, Cedric left his bitch on the basement bed, where he lay
limp and nearly lifeless. The Coleman men dressed and filed out pretty
quickly, and Cedric, still naked, walked to his bedroom to grab a quick
shower. Minutes later, he stepped out of the shower, toweled dry and
slipped on a pair of drawers.

Returning to the bathroom, he ran the water hot in the tub. He pulled a
couple towels out of the linen closet and dropped them near the side of the
tub. Another master might not have bothered with this part of the ritual,
content to let his bitch lay virtually comatose and recover on his own. But
for Cedric, this part was as crucial as all the rest. For while Jason was
without a doubt his bitch and his property, whose role it was to please
Cedric, his family, friends and anyone else he instructed, Jason played
another role in Cedric's life. When he wasn't in service, he was Cedric's
lover.

Cedric and Jason discovered early in their relationship that while they
could each fulfill the other's needs in the sexual arena – the vigorous,
intense needs they each possessed – they also genuinely cared for each
other, and that caring grew into a deep and abiding love, made even more
powerful by the special Master-Slave relationship that they shared.

Back in the basement, Cedric stood for a moment at the foot of the bed,
taking in the sight of his spent lover. He couldn't ask for a better bitch
or boyfriend. Jason was devoted to him, and gave his all in every
capacity. That's why, at this very sensitive time, Cedric had to give back
and made it his business to bring his lover back to life.

"C'mon, baby bitch," Cedric said, picking him up gently. "Time to get you
cleaned up."

Jason was unable to respond. His eyes were half open, a distant, faraway
look in them as he tried to process what his Cedric – his master, his
lover, his god and his king – was saying to him. He tried to smile as he
looked upon him but couldn't quite manage it.

Cedric lifted his limp body up carefully and carried him sideways up the
stairs – the only way the two of them would fit with Jason in his arms –
and down the hall to the master bathroom without flinching. There, he
slowly lowered his lover into the bathtub, before kneeling down beside it.

Jason was barely conscious. His body had been used so brutally until his
mind was broken down as well by the sheer force of the sexual assault. He
needed the kind of treatment he had received earlier in the
evening. Desired it, craved it, longed for it. But it took a toll. He might
have been the best bitch Cedric could ever hope for, but he was still
human. And a body can only take so much.

Gently, Cedric began to wash him.

"Baby bitch, you made daddy so, so proud tonight."

Still unable to form words, Jason this time managed to smile at him. And
there was no denying the adoration his smile contained. It was there in his
eyes, and it only grew as his lover continued to talk to him.

"You did so good tonight," Cedric continued. "You pleased my daddy, my
granddaddy, my uncles. You've got all their babies, including my lil'
brothers and sisters, swimming around in your pussy right now. You treated
the Coleman men just how they deserve to be treated. You let them
impregnate you again and again. And now they're a part of you and you're a
part of them. And you helped make Lil' Paxton a man. You milked his first
seed right out of him."

Jason's smile only grew as Cedric continued to wash him from head to
toe. He was too spent to become aroused when Cedric washed his penis, and
too sore to allow his lover to get too close to his worn out ass. But the
warm water felt good on it, and he felt his lover's gentle caress begin to
bring him back from the faraway place he went to when the experience of
being a bitch pushed him too far.

It was, in a way, like leaving one's body when one was experiencing a
sexual assault. After so long, and so much abuse, Jason just had to
surrender his body to his master's care and fade away when he could take no
more. He would never say "no" or "stop" to Cedric or the other Coleman
men. He prided himself on giving himself over to them completely, even when
he had no more to give. Like tonigt. By the end he couldn't even stand or
respond to them any longer. But Cedric and Uncle Troy had physically lifted
his limp body up and down on Paxton Sr. and Paxton Jr.'s erect penises.

He never worried though. He knew Cedric would not hurt him, that he was
only pushing him to the brink for his own good, to make him the best bitch
he could be. He knew he needed it. He knew Cedric needed it, too. And he
knew he wanted nothing more than to give Cedric everything he ever needed
or wanted. So when his body began to give out, his subconscious slipped
away; for he knew that before long Cedric would come and find him, and
bring him back again.

"C'mon, baby bitch. Let's get you dried off."

Jason's legs were still weak, so Cedric leaned him against the bathroom
wall as he toweled him dry. Once finished, he lifted him up again and
carried him to the bed that they shared. Cedric gave him a couple Ibuprofen
800 tablets and a drink of water before turning him onto his side in the
bed. After the sensory overload of the past few hours, Cedric knew that
what Jason needed now was a little sensory deprivation. So he pulled the
heavy light blocking curtains closed over the windows and turned off the
lights, plunging the room into total darkness.

Then he nestled up beside his slut and lover, spooning him and holding him
tight to his chest. If he woke up in the middle of the night, Cedric knew
that the closeness would make Jason feel safe and secure.

"Good night, baby bitch. Daddy loves you."

"Love you," Jason dreamily whispered back before succumbing to a merciful
sleep.

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It was well into the afternoon before Jason stirred. Rather, Cedric stirred
him, nudging him awake as he nestled a breakfast tray around his
mid-section.

"Get up, sleepyhead. You need some breakfast so you can get some energy
back into your system."

As per usual, Jason hadn't eaten for 24 hours before the ritual. When you
had dicks as big as those that belonged to the Coleman men plunging into
the depths of your body, you needed to be sure there would be no
accidents. Jason didn't know exactly what would happen to him if he left a
trail of shit on one of those big dicks, but he didn't want to find out.

Cedric had fixed scrambled eggs and bacon for him, with wheat toast
slathered in butter and jelly, just how he liked it. A tall glass of orange
juice also sat on the tray. Cedric lounged on the bed next to him watching
him eat and smiling at him from time to time. He realized, though, that
Jason still had not spoken a word. This happened sometimes and Cedric was
not worried, though he realized he needed to bring his lover back to him
and the real world.

"How are you feeling today, bae?" Cedric asked him. "Are you OK?"

"I'm feeling like I love you more than I thought it was possible to love
anybody."

"I love you, too, bae."

Cedric couldn't help but smile. He had played with other would-be bitches
before finding this one. But he knew that Jason was the bitch of his
dreams, the one he would spend the rest of his life with. There might be
others that came into the picture, that the two of them played with
together, but no one would ever take Jason's place. No one could possibly
satisfy him – or his family – so completely. Jason gave so much and
asked for so little in return.

In fact, Jason hadn't even ejaculated last night. He threw himself
completely into pleasuring the others with no thought of his own
release. Make no mistake about it, the experience was pleasurable for
Jason, too, up to a point. But still, he thought only of bringing the
others their release and gave no consideration to his own. Cedric knew he'd
take care of that later in the day.

After breakfast, Cedric ran the shower and led his lover to the
bathroom. The shower would wake Jason up and remove some of the fuzziness
from his head. As he had the night before, Cedric washed Jason, lathering
his body up from head to toe. And though he was still spent from the night
before, Jason insisted on doing the same for the man he considered his
husband.

After they toweled each other off, both put on heavy, white terry cloth
robes and padded down the hall to the living room. Cedric put a disc in the
DVD player and soon the opening credits to First Wives' Club - Jason's
favorite movie – appeared on the screen. Cedric settled back onto the
end of the plush oversized sofa and pulled Jason in front of him and
between his legs. Jason responded by leaning back and resting against
Cedric's chest, his head nestled just below his lover's.

As the movie played, Cedric heard Jason laugh at the funny parts, and he
knew his satiated lover was coming back to him – back to reality –
now. They watch a second film and then it was time for dinner. Cedric once
again did the cooking, and he whipped up some pasta with pesto sauce, some
garlic bread and a salad for starters. He lit a couple of candles and sat
them on the dining room table before dimming the lights in the room. Cedric
then opened a bottle of good red wine and poured two glasses.

"To my sweet lil' baby bitch," he said, raising his glass. "You once again
made your master proud."

Jason blushed as he began to eat his food. Midway through, Cedric started
to ask him questions.

"So what was your favorite part about last night, bae?"

"You know you're always my favorite part," Jason said, a gleam in his eye.

"Yes, I know. But besides me, what was your favorite part?"

"Well, it was Paxton, I guess. It wasn't good sex, of course, but I loved
being his first time. And he's a little cutie. He's gonna grow up and take
his place amongst the finest of Coleman men. Another few years up and he'll
be tearin' my ass up as hard as his daddy does. And he'll probably be just
as big."

"His daddy do have a big one, don't he?"

"My god," Jason said. "He's got a whopper. Good thing he went last, so I
could be open enough to take it."

The sex talk was starting to get to them both, and soon Jason, as exhausted
as he still was, was looking at Cedric with desire in his eyes.

"I'm ready for dessert, daddy," he said coyly.

"What did you have in mind?"

With that, Jason stood and made his way over to Cedric, kneeling in front
of him. He untied Cedric's robe and opened it, revealing his lover's naked
body and already semi-erect penis. Jason leaned down – hands free –
and, starting with the head, licked the length of it. Then, using only his
mouth and his tongue, he lifted his lover's dick up and into his mouth,
taking it all the way down until his nose was in Cedric's trim bush.

Seconds later, Cedric was fully erect and Jason found himself forced to
pull back a little on his dick. He encircled the base with his thumb and
forefinger and gripped it tightly. Jason slid his mouth up and down on the
dick for several minutes until he pulled back and started paying attention
just to the big mushroom head.

"That's it, baby bitch. Make love to daddy's big dick. Make it your
own. Make me not want to give that dick to anybody else ever again."

Jason poked his tongue in the tip of Cedric's piss slit before circling the
ridge just under the head. Then he began deep throating him again, sliding
down until his lips met his fingers for maybe 10 or 20 good times. Then he
took his mouth off of the dick again and raised it up to concentrate on
Cedric's balls. Licking the nut sac all over, Jason slowly took one and
then the second of Cedric's big balls into his mouth, washing them with his
spit and rolling them over and over on his tongue.

"Fuck, yeah, baby bitch. Tongue that big fucking nut sac. Suck on daddy's
big balls. There's baby juice in there. Suck it out for daddy."

Jason focused on Cedric's nuts for another few minutes before returning to
his dick. It had stretched to its full proportions now and was totally on
brick. The head looked painfully large and ready to burst. Jason slid his
mouth and fist up and down the big dick simultaneously, and soon he knew
that Cedric was close.

"Aw, fuck, baby bitch. You're about to eat my babies. Suck it out. Suck it
fucking out like a good little cunt. Take what you want. You want that baby
batter, don't you? Well take it. Take it right out from my fucking
dick. Drink my fucking kids. Take `em right down your fucking throat."

With that, Cedric crossed the line and was pushed over the edge. His hands
gripped the back of Jason's head and held him in place as he unleashed a
torrent of nut. He needn't have worried. Jason wouldn't have moved his head
for anything in the world, desperate to take every drop into his mouth. But
Cedric liked the power of feeling Jason's head in his hands as he unloaded
his seed into him. Seven or eight spurts later and Cedric held Jason in
place just a minute or two longer while he settled down.

"That's my baby bitch," Cedric said. "Always so good to daddy, even when
he's supposed to be resting. Now you know what daddy is gonna do, don't
you?"

"No, daddy," Jason asked. "What?"

"Daddy is gonna take care of baby bitch."

Cedric suddenly stood and lifted Jason up until he was slung him over his
shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He carried him this way down the hall and
into the bedroom before he deposited him on the bed. Cedric untied and
pulled open Jason's robe and then started to do that which he rarely did –
suck his baby bitch's dick.

It was a regular size white dick, maybe six inches. A Coleman man would be
disowned for having such a tiny dong. But it was still his baby bitch's
pleasure stick, such as it was, and Cedric was determined to pleasure his
lover. He sucked it, easily taking the length of it into his mouth, for
several minutes, until it was firm and hard. Then Cedric released it and
snuggled up to lay next to Jason.

He knew what his baby bitch liked, what got him off even more than being
sucked. He started sucking Jason's tongue while he stroked him, pulling and
tugging on his meat. He sucked Jason's tongue and mouth until his lips were
puffy, then he pulled back just a few inches and locked eyes on his
lover. This, he knew, drove Jason crazy.

"Oh, daddy, you're making your baby bitch feel so good."

"That's good, baby bitch. That's real good."

Jason just moaned and squirmed then beneath the manipulations of his penis.

"Baby bitch, tell daddy how much you love him."

"More than anything in the whole wide world, daddy. To the moon and stars
and back."

"Then you won't mind if daddy take that cum from you now."

"Oh, daddy. You're gonna take it from me, aren't you? You're gonna make me
give you my nut."

"Yes, baby bitch. That's daddy's nut. Give him his nut. Don't make daddy
tell you again. Give him that nut right now, baby bitch. Right now. Nut for
your daddy like a good little bitch. Right fucking now."

That did it. Looking directly into Cedric's deep brown eyes, Jason
exploded.

"Oh daddy. Oh daddy that feels so good. Oh daddy don't stop. Don't stop
yet."

Jason visibly shuddered, his body racked with spasms as a result of the
manipulations of his lover's hand.

Finally, Jason rolled over and pressed his messy abdomen against his
lover', snuggling up into the crook of his neck. There were no further
words exchanged between them for nothing remained to be said. They were
both sated and satisfied, blissfully happy and deeply in love. Utterly
contented, the baby bitch and his daddy fell fast asleep.

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To be continued...

Please feel free to email me if you have positive comments. Negative
comments you can keep to yourself. Please send me any plot or character
ideas for future chapters. Not guaranteeing I'll use them. But who knows?
You may inspire me!

JAM da freak
(jamdafreak@yahoo.com)

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