Date: Sun, 11 Jun 2023 14:05:35 -0600 From: Nasty Slut Subject: My son becomes my sex toy-11 Ok fellow pigs, perverts, and sick fucks. Here's the next chapter. And it's getting even nastier like I promised. So stop reading if hardcore kinky sex, light drug usage, or light raunch offends you. Don't send me whiney emails about how you didn't like this, or that. And remember, this is all just fantasy. The activities contained here in should not be condoned in the real world! Imagination is one thing. Reality is another. And don't forget to donate to Nifty, pigs!!! ______________________________________________ "But first things first." I told him as I forced him onto his back. "Time to learn the next thing a faggot has to be good at. Eating ass." I spread my cheeks apart as I squatted over my son's face, making sure to give him a real good look at my super hairy ass. I knew it would stink really strong, and Marky made a face and wrinkled his nose at the stench, trying to move his head out of the way. "It won't do you any good to fight it, bitch." I told him. "You're a faggot and this is one of your fag duties. You're going to learn to love eating dirty, sweaty ass!" With that, I sat on Marky's face, making sure I rubbed my musty crack up and down, really rubbing it on his nose so he could get the full effect of my manly scent before I planted my hole right over his mouth. "Now get to work. Start eating your daddy's hole!" I demanded. Marky started tentatively at first. His little tongue gingerly licking my hole at first. "Come on you little whore. You can do better than that!" I egged him on. "Get that faggot tongue up your daddy's shitter!" The dirty talk worked and Marky took to ass eating like a duck to water. He quickly grabbed my thighs and started feasting on my hole like a starving Ethiopian. Moans escaped him and his boy dick throbbed and leaked precum. "Oh yea bitch!" I praised him. "Eat your daddy's dirty, sweaty hole you filthy fucking whore! You fucking pig. You dirty little faggot!" The more I talked dirty, the harder Marky worked my hole with his mouth and tongue, and the more precum flowed from his teenage dick. Eventually I pulled off him and the disappointment on Marky's face was obvious. I just grabbed him and pulled him to me and started furiously making out with him. The taste of my own ass on my very own son drove me ape shit. I licked his face all over, savouring my ass musk. After a few minutes, I stopped. Marky and I were both panting in lust and our cocks were rock hard. "Daddy, can I cum, please?" He begged me. "No slave!" I barked at him. "You came twice last night without permission. You don't deserve to cum right now. In fact, there's the matter of punishment for disobeying your Master." "I'm sorry Sir." He said dejectedly. "I couldn't stop myself. It felt so good when you were fucking me daddy." I almost felt bad for him. I understood that his raging 13 yo hormones were basically uncontrollable. But an order is an order and he must learn. Besides, I know he secretly likes being punished. And I like punishing him. "First things first. We need to wash up. You're covered in filth, and we're going to be heading into town in a bit. Let's go." Marky didn't say a word as we walked to the lake. I taught him how to wash his Master first before himself. I loved the feeling of my son's hands all over my body as he cleaned me off. Back at the camp we had a quick breakfast before Marky said he needed to shit. I had almost forgot the plug was still in his ass. So we walked from camp and dug another hole. I made Marky squat first. Reaching under him, I pulled out the plug and Marky groaned as it stretched past his still sore hole. I cleaned it off with some toilet paper as Marky defecated. I was happy to see that he had truly absorbed my cum into his body overnight. After he wiped himself clean, it was my turn. After dropping my turds, I bent over in front of Marky. "A Master never uses toilet paper. A slaves tongue is his toilet paper. Get in there faggot and lick me clean!" I ordered him. "Yes Sir." He meekly replied. I knew he didn't want to do this, but he knew he had no choice in the matter, and to just do as he was told. I moaned as I felt his tongue swipe over my hole. After a few licks, I knew I was clean. I stood up and looked down at my son. His dick was again sticking straight up. "I knew you'd enjoy that, pig." I laughed at him. "You're daddy's toilet paper now, faggot." Marky just looked down at the ground and nodded. "Ok bitch, punishment time!" I gleefully announced. We walked back to the camp and I dug out some ropes from the truck. It didn't take long before I had Marky strung up spread eagle between two trees. Every bit of his young body was exposed and vulnerable. Just how I wanted it. I then produced a set of clippers and a razor and shaving cream. "I think if you're going to be a disobedient little boy, then you should look like one too." I told him. "Please no daddy." He started whining, "Don't shave my hair. How will I explain to Kyle why I'm shaved?" Tears welled in his eyes at this new humiliating prospect. I slapped him hard across the face. "Shut the fuck up faggot, or I'll shave your head too! I don't give a fuck how you explain it to Kyle! In fact, I don't want to hear anymore out of you right now!" With that, I took a ball gag out of my bag of tricks and gagged my son. God damn he looked so hot like that. I started with his legs, clipping away his hair to a fine stubble. Tears ran down his cheeks as he slowly lost his new masculinity. Then I moved onto his arm pits before getting to his crotch. His cock was hard and I looked him dead in the eyes as I stroked it a few times. "My faggot son loves humiliation." I hissed at him. "You're so pathetic." I had a slightly difficult time maneuvering his hard cock so I could clip his pubes. But I succeeded. Then I covered his parts with shaving cream and removed all the stubble. Soon, he was as smooth as he was before he started puberty, and it made him look younger too. That would bode well for the plans I had for him today. If they worked out. "Now, that was only the first part of your punishment, slave." I told him as I removed the gag. "Now, before I administer the next part, I going to give you a little treat. You have advanced much quicker than I could have ever had hoped. Now I'm going to push you even further, because I know you can take it." I produced a little case that held a glass pipe and a baggie of crystals. "Do you know what this is son?" I asked him. He shook his head no. "Good. I'm glad you haven't learned what this is yet. This is one of those things I said was ok once in a while. This is going to make you hornier than you've ever been before. And daddy wants his whore to be super horny today. Daddy has big plans for his faggot whore son." I loaded up the pipe as Marky watched with intense curiosity. "Now, we're going to start shotgunning like we did with the weed." I lit the small torch lighter and held it under the bowl, rolling it back and forth until it started smoking. Then I took a big deep breath. Placing my mouth over Marky's, I started exhaling as he started inhaling. "Hold it for a few seconds before you blow it out." I instructed him. He did as he was told and blew out a nice sized white cloud. "Good boy. That's daddy's good little pig whore." I praised him as I gently stroked his face. Marky smiled in appreciation "Now again." We did this five more times before I asked Marky how he felt. "I feel good daddy. Really good!" He responded. "That's my boy." I said proudly. I could tell he was already pretty well spun. This being his first time. I licked my finger and reached behind him, sticking it in his hole. "How's your pussy feel, slut? Is it hungry?" Marky moaned as I fingered him. "Yes Sir. My pussy feels so hungry. It wants cocks in it Sir!" I just laughed a small evil laugh. "Now the second part of your punishment, slave." I said before giving him three more shotguns. The I attached the cock and balls harness on him. His dick had gone soft. Meth can do that to some guys. Then I attached the clamps to his nipples and Marky moaned in lust. I added weights to the clamps and his balls and regagged him. I soaked a bandana with some poppers and tied it over his nose before I grabbed a leather belt. Then I started. I showed no mercy as I brought the belt across his ass as hard as I could. Marky screamed into the gag as a big red welt instantly appeared on his ass. His body jerked as he hung from the trees causing the weights to swing, adding additional pain. I belted his ass as hard as I could 30 times until it was a dark bruised mess. Marky screamed everytime and blubbered like a baby. When I felt he finally had enough, I spit on my dick and rammed it in his hole in one hard thrust. Marky went limp in the ropes as I held onto his hips and hammered away. I reached around to his cock to see that it was as hard as steel. "Oh you fucking pain pig! You are such a lowlife faggot. You love being tortured and abused!" I growled at him. "God damn you are such a pathetic slut! You fucking piece of shit!" "Yes Sir!" Marky babbled. "Fuck me daddy. Fuck your little pain pig faggot whore! Fuck me hard daddy! I fucking love it! I'm just a piece of shit slut!" "That's right bitch! And daddy's gonna cum in his faggot cumdump son! Take daddy's load you pig! Take daddy's baby makers in your slutty fag pussy!" I let out a primal howl as I buried myself once again deep inside my son, filling his guts up with my sperm. This time, when I finished, I stayed in there and started pissing. I felt Marky's stomach expand as I filled him up full. "Fuck yea! You daddy's toilet boy! Take your daddy's piss in you dirty fag hole!" "Oh God yes daddy! Fill me up!" He begged. "Can I cum daddy? Please? I need to cum so badly!" "NO!" I shouted at him. "You do not have permission. You are still being punished!" "Yes Sir. Thank you Sir. I deserve it!" He conceded. "Damn right slut! Maybe if you're a good boy for the rest of the day, MIGHT let you cum!" "Yes daddy. I'll do whatever you want!" Oh you will, I thought to myself. You have no choice in the matter.