Date: Wed, 18 Oct 2023 09:14:28 -0600 From: Nasty Slut Subject: My son becomes my sex toy-12 Ok guys. It's getting kinkier, raunchier, and dirtier! If you've read this far, it should come as no surprise. And as always, pigs, donate what you can to Nifty!! ______________________________________________ Part 12 "Ok faggot. I'm going to slowly pull my cock out of your toilet hole and you're going to squeeze it shut as tight as you can." I instructed him. "Do you understand, bitch? I don't want you to leak a single drop. Don't make daddy punish you again so soon, you stupid cumdump." "Yes daddy. I understand." Marky replied with a nervous quiver in his voice. I liked hearing that. It meant he was afraid of me. Or at least of disobeying me. Same thing. Damn he was transforming so quickly. His young body trembled as I very slowly slid my softening dick out of his fuckhole. When I had just the head left inside of him, I told him to clamp down as hard as he could. I could feel his ring squeeze me tightly as my head popped out of him, his butthole instantly closing behind it. I smiled with pride at my obedient son. The tiniest amount had trickled out of him, but I wasn't upset. He was valiantly holding the rest of my fluids inside him. And I was impressed the kid could clamp himself so tightly closed right after my big cock had just ravaged him. But he was young and resilient. His pussy wasn't a stretched out used mess. At least not yet. I quickly grabbed my phone and a bucket which I placed directly under him between his spread apart legs. "Now shit it all out boy!" I ordered him. He let out a sigh and hung his head as a torrent of piss and cum flowed out of him. He let out little moans as he squeezed every last drop out of his guts and into the bucket. Of course I recorded every moment. When I was sure he was empty, I took a large sized empty glass mason jar and transferred my fluids from the bucket to the jar. It was filled almost to the brim. A glorious cloudy mix of my sperm and piss. Then I held it up for Marky to see. "Take a good look, my son." I said. "This is the most precious thing you will ever drink. This is your daddy's sperm and piss mixed together. A very special cocktail fresh from your faggot fuckhole." Marky licked his lips slightly as his saucer sized pupils stared intently at the jar. "From now on," I continued, "you will always drink your daddy's piss. And the piss of any man I tell you to. Understand whore?" He nodded his head enthusiastically as the depraved lust overtook his teenage brain. "And why is that? Tell me slut." "Because daddy. I'm just a piss drinking piggy." He panted as his cock got hard again. Damn this boy was so easy! "I'm a worthless faggot Sir. I'm a lowlife, dirty, disgusting faggot!" "Good boy." I praised him as I lifted the jar up to his fat, red lips. "That's what daddy wants to hear. Now drink it all down slave." Marky started gulping it down as I tipped the jar up. My cock stirred as I watched my own flesh and blood swallow my piss and cum mixture. He drank down every drop and lightly whined when there was no more to drink. "Don't worry piggy." I laughed. "There's going to be plenty more of that in your future." Marky just grinned as he licked his lips, savouring every last taste he could. I grabbed the back of his head and started kissing him deeply, tasting my own fluids in his sweet boy mouth. I moved my hands down to his ass cheeks and started squeezing them, causing him to cry out in pain into my mouth. "What's the matter bitch?" I hissed in his ear. "Does that hurt? Does daddy's little faggot son's ass hurt?" I prodded as I continued to maul his freshly beaten ass. "Yes Sir." He whimpered. "Fuck it hurts!" "Good! I want it to. You're going to feel this for a long time and it's going to be constantly reminding you to NEVER cum without daddy's permission." "Yes daddy. I promise I won't again!" Of course, I knew that promise would eventually be broken again. And I secretly couldn't wait. "Ok faggot." I said, releasing his welted and bruised ass. "Let's get going." I removed the weighted clamps from his little boy tits and he cried out as the fresh sting overtook his senses. I couldn't resist and grabbed them, squeezing and pulling them as hard as I could. Marky thrashed in his tight bonds, howling as I tortured his sore pink nips, causing the weight hanging from his little balls to swing back and forth. I lifted my knee and ground it into his nuts and Marky gasped as even more pain coursed through his body. I stepped back to see Marky's dick sticking straight out, and I laughed out loud at my pain loving son. After I removed the ball weight, I left the cock/ball harness on him. I untied his legs, then his arms. He collapsed onto the ground. "Well damnit boy, now you're dirty again!" I admonished him. "Now go rinse off in the lake, and be quick about it! We don't have all day!" I laughed as Marky scrambled to his feet and scampered toward the lake. I grabbed a few items and sat in the truck waiting. In a couple minutes he was back, dripping wet. "Well come on, get in!" I ordered him. "But daddy, I've got no clothes." He argued. I glared at him. "Don't question your Master, slave. Do as your told!" "Yes Sir." He meekly replied as he went to the passenger side and climbed in. "Now, lean back, facing me slut." I directed him. "And spread your legs. I want a nice view of my property." Luckily my truck had a nice bench style seat. Marky obeyed as I took the pipe and loaded some fresh crystals into it. "Do you remember how I did it earlier?" I asked him as I handed him the pipe and torch. "I think so Sir." He answered, his eyes sparkling excitedly at this first opportunity to smoke it himself. "Good boy. Just remember, keep rolling the pipe back and forth. Never hold it in one spot. And wait till it starts smoking before you hit it." Marky just nodded and followed my instructions to a T. Literally, lol. I beamed with pride as my faggot son eagerly accepted his corruption. And of course I recorded it. My cock got hard as I watched my 13 yo boy, naked and smooth as he held the pipe up to those perfect cocksucking lips and inhaled deeply. He held it for a few seconds before blowing out a nice big white cloud. He tried to hand me the pipe. "No baby." I said seductively. "That's all for you. Smoke it all for daddy. Show daddy what a man you're becoming." Marky smiled and hit it again. I started fingering his boy hole as he took his second hit. He let out a soft moan as he exhaled and my finger sunk deep into him. "That's a good little boy whore." I commended him. "That's daddy's nasty little slut. Keep smoking for daddy. Keep becoming daddy's little methed up faggot." Marky took a third hit as I slipped a second finger into him and started finger fucking him. "Does that feel good baby? Is your little boy pussy getting hot and horny?" "Oh yes daddy." He moaned as he exhaled. His legs instinctively spreading apart wider as his hips started to gyrate on my fingers. "My pussy is so horny!" I knew it was, since he hadn't cum since last night. And the copious clear fluid leaking from his boy dick proved that. "That's what daddy likes to hear his little whore son say. Daddy loves to hear his nasty little boy tell him how much he wants dicks." Marky took a fourth hit. "Daddy likes his son to be fucked up and horny. Begging for cocks. That's the best kind of whore." "Fuck yea daddy." He exhaled, looking deep into my eyes. "I'm daddy's little cock whore. I want cocks in my pussy. I need cocks in my pussy." "I know you do. Faggots like you are only good for one thing. Taking cocks and cum and piss and anything else you're told to." Marky took a fifth big hit, and I knew the pipe was almost empty. Plus, he had had enough for the moment. He'd be getting more later. I took it from him and he closed his eyes as he exhaled another cloud. "Such a good little slut." I said as I pulled my fingers out and Marky looked at me with crushed disappointment. "Don't worry you fucking bitch, I have something else to keep you occupied for the moment. But first, some of this." I said as I handed him the brown bottle. Marky started huffing as I reached into the bag and pulled out a condom. I knew Marky's cock would soon be flowing heavily with watery semen, and I didn't want to waste any. Very quickly I had his harnessed cock and balls completely encased in the condom, the rubber ring snuggly squeezing him like a cock ring, ensuring it wouldn't slide off. I started the truck and headed toward the dirt road. "That's a good faggot. Keep huffing for daddy." I encouraged him as I drove the truck with one hand and recorded him with the other. "Get nice and fucked up for your Master." Marky hit the bottle over and over and was completely blissed out by the time we reached the main dirt road. I reached into the bag on the floor and pulled out a nice sized dildo. The kind with the long handle on the end. It was 10 inches long, but not as thick as my own cock. "Now, I didn't bring lube, so I want you to suck on it and get it nice and wet before you stick it in your pussy." I told him as I handed it too him. "See how far you can stick it down your throat. Marky grinned through his fucked up eyes as he took the dildo from me. He licked it seductively up and down as he looked right at me before he slid it in his mouth. He pushed it as far back into his throat as he could before he started gagging again. He got it nice and slimy before he aimed it at his sweet, pink hole. "Good boy. Now slide it in you." I told him breathlessly. He obeyed and pushed the head into his boy hole. A long groan escaped from him and his eyes rolled back in his head as he slid the dildo all the way in. "That's a good slut. That's daddy's good little baby boy. Now start fucking yourself with it!" Marky closed his eyes and his mouth hung open as he started sliding the dildo in and out of his sweet boy hole while moans escaped his throat. I had a hard time concentrating on driving, but luckily this was a mountain gravel road, so I could go slow. In fact, I drove well below the speed limit to stretch the drive into town as long as possible as I was loving the nasty show my son was performing for me. "Now, pull it out and suck on it." I told him. He obeyed with no hesitation, groaning as he dutifully cleaned all his ass slime off it. "Now put it back in your pussy." Marky groaned even deeper as he slid it back in his hungry hole, not stopping until it was fully buried. Damn he had one talented hole already! It was going to make me a lot of money! He was so engrossed in the pleasure he was giving himself, he didn't even notice the couple of vehicles that passed us. The second one was a logging truck, and I knew the driver got a full view of my whore as he looked down on us. Marky was oblivious to anything but the cock in his hole. Eventually we pulled into town and I headed to the little grocery store, parking in the back. By this point, the condom covering Marky's genitals was quite full from all the watery semen that had leaked out. I carefully removed it, not spilling a drop, and handed it to my son. "Drink it all down faggot." I instructed him. He just grinned and put the open end in his mouth. Tilting his head back, he poured the entire contents into his mouth and swallowed it all down, making a big show as he licked his lips and went, mmmmmm. The fucking pig. After I replaced the condom, I pulled out another butt plug. This one had silver strips that went up the sides. I don't think Marky even noticed them as I slid it into him. But he would shortly learn their purpose. Next I tossed him a pair of small, white speedos. "Put these on faggot." I said. A look of horror passed over his face and he protested. "Daddy, I can't go in there wearing these!" He whined. Quick as a flash I reached across the cab and grabbed him by his throat, pinning him against the door. "Listen faggot!" I shouted as I choked him. "Don't you EVER question your Master! When I tell you to do something, you fucking do it! Understand?" "Yes Sir." He croaked out. I removed my grip from his neck and he shook a bit in fear as he slipped the speedos over his hairless legs. I smiled as he pulled them up and the fabric clung to him like skin. The c/b harness pushed his boy junk out, giving him a delightfully large bulge. Of course the thin, practically see through fabric outlined his boy cock magnificently. He saw me staring at it and looked down himself. He blushed as he saw how exposed he actually was. What he didn't realize was that his bruised and welted ass was going to show through the fabric as well. Yes, this was going to be my little whores first experience at being on display. I held up a pair of flip-flops. "I was going to let you wear these." I explained. "But since you were disobedient and questioned me, you lost that privilege. Consider this as part of your punishment. The rest will come later." "Yes Sir." He replied dejectedly. "All right slave, let's go." Marky looked around briefly before opening the truck door, looking to see who might see him. Not that it mattered. He was going in there practically naked, because I wanted it. But honestly, he didn't have much to worry about. It was almost noon on a Sunday, so there probably wouldn't even be anyone in the little store. In fact, the owner closed at noon on Sundays anyway. Ah, the owner. He was a man in his late 50's. Almost as tall as me, real skinny, with long, stringy hair and a beard to match. He had quite a few tattoos and about half his teeth. Real hillbilly white trash. He was also an old family friend. You see, Earl knew about our family secrets. He not only knew, he participated. As did his three sons. They had been fucking my various family members for years. They weren't gay, they just loved young pussy. The younger the better. And they didn't care if it was girl pussy or boy pussy. As long as it was young and smooth. That's the other reason I shaved Marky. They didn't like to see any body hair. In fact, they stopped fucking boy pussy as soon as it reached 18. They also used the store as mostly a front. Their real money came from their meth lab. Not that you could tell they had any money considering they all lived in a few ratty old trailers deep in the woods. Well, all except Earl's youngest son, who was currently in prison for stealing a car. But like I said, they're old friends and they keep an eye on our property when we're not around as well as provide us with primo shit! I laughed to myself as I watched Marky gingerly crossing the crushed rock parking lot, the sharp stones digging into his tender feet. I followed behind him, enjoying the site of his freshly beaten ass through the white fabric. When he got to the door, he paused and looked at me. I just nodded, and he took a deep breath and opened the door, then went inside. I followed and was almost disappointed that there were no other customers inside. Just Earl behind the counter, watching a hunting show. "Well, well, well." He said, as he eyed Marky up and down. "And what have we here?" "This is my son Marky." I told him. "He just recently turned 13." Earl just leered and licked his lips. "Marky, why don't you go look at the comic books and pick a couple out." I said, directing him to the back part of the store. "I wanna have a chat with Earl here." Marky just grinned and walked away. I knew this would give me a few minutes alone with Earl. My dick stirred in my pants as I watched his beaten ass walk away, knowing that Earl was enjoying the show as well. "You guys up at the cabin?" He asked me. "No, I'm saving the cabin for the July 4th weekend when the whole family comes up. We're at our tenting spot." "I see. I also see you've already marked its ass up pretty good." Earl always referred to boy pussy as it. Never he. "Well you know, I refuse to have a disobedient bitch." I said as I slid my hand in my pocket, grabbing the remote control that was in there. "It's learning very quickly." I pushed a button delivering a quick, sharp jolt deep inside my son. "Oh fuck!" Marky screamed out from the back of the store as Earl and I laughed. "So when did you start breaking the bitch in?" Earl wanted to know. "Friday night." "No shit? How far you got?" "All the way. All the fucking way!" I answered as I delivered another jolt, my cock stiffening at my son's scream. "That kids a natural. 100 percent submissive faggot. I've already piss trained it and it is a total pain pig!" "You think it's ready for us?" Earl wanted to know. And I knew what he meant. Earl and his sons were real rough fuckers. I should know. They tore up my ass many times when I was young. "If I didn't think it couldn't handle it, I wouldn't have brought it here. I'm telling you, the kid craves abuse. It makes its little dick rock hard!" I turned the plug onto a medium pulse and Marky started groaning out, oh, oh, oh, over and over. "And besides, it's spun as well!" Earl adjusted himself in his pants. "No shit? Damn, you really aren't wasting any time corrupting it!" "Nope. But only cause it wants it and loves it!" I showed Earl a couple scenes on my phone. "See. It's a total fucking whore already! Besides, it's just you and your two boys. I know it's ready for you." "Three." Earl corrected me. "Clay got out of prison a month ago. Hey Clay. Come out here!" He shouted behind him. "What's up pa?" I heard Clay answer before he walked out. And Jesus, my mouth dropped open. Prison had certainly changed Clay. He had packed on probably 30 pounds of muscle. With his facial tats and bald head, he looked like one scary mother fucker. The thought of him fucking my 13 year old son made my cock throb. "Our good friend Donny here has brought us a little treat." He told Clay before turning back to me. "I know we're all horny for some fresh pussy. We haven't had any since your brother brought his youngest out here last year." He turned back to Clay. "Donny brought us some fresh 13 year old pussy. Broken in barely more than 24 hours ago." "Actually, its cherry was just popped last night. So it's practically still a virgin!" I let them know. "Hot damn." Exclaimed Clay. "Where is it?" "It's picking out comic books at the moment. l'll call it up here. But don't let it know you'll be fucking it later. I want it to be a surprise." Earl and Clay winked at me. "Hey Marky!" I called out. "Come up here." I watched as my son cautiously crept around the corner holding two comic books in front of his crotch. "Set those down for a moment." I told him. He slowly squatted and set them down, then stood back up, his hands covering his cock now. "Hands by your side, bitch." I said. Marky flushed a deep red, but did as he was told, revealing his rock hard boy cock straining in his too small speedos. "Now come here. These men want to examine you." Marky walked up to the counter as Earl locked the door and put up the closed sign. Clay grabbed him and started groping his hard boy dick. Marky moaned as this stranger felt up his most private areas. Earl walked up and yanked his speedos down, revealing his welted ass and the condom with a healthy amount of boy juice in it. Earl pulled it off and fed the contents to my slut. To Marky's credit, he didn't put up the slightest resistance. He knew it wouldn't do any good. I just stood back and enjoyed the sight of my son being manhandled for the first time while manipulating the remote to illicit reactions from Marky. Earl and Clay's hands were everywhere. I handed them poppers and Earl poured some into a dirty bandana before covering Marky's mouth and nose. In no time Marky was flying again as the men treated him like a piece of meat. Pinching his titties, slapping his cock and balls, and squeezing his sore ass while Marky squirmed and whined. "Do you have to piss?" I asked them. They both just nodded their heads. I moved behind Marky and placed my hands on his shoulders, pushing him to his knees. His face was in front of Earl's crotch, and without even being told, Marky unzipped his pants and released Earl's cock. I beamed with pride as I watched my son take Earl's cock into his mouth, clamping his lips around it tightly. Then I saw his throat muscles moving as he started swallowing the piss of what to him was a total stranger. I gave him a couple strong jolts and we all laughed at his muffled screams as his body twitched. Piss spilled out his mouth and ran down him. When Earl finished, I told Marky to thank the nice man. "Thank you for giving me your piss, Sir." He humbly said as he looked up at him. Then, without being told, Marky moved to Clay and repeated the process. "See." I told them. "It's already a very good slave." When Clay had finished using my son as a urinal, Marky immediately thanked him as well. He made me so proud, I felt he deserved a reward. "Faggot." I instructed him. "Continue to kneel in front of these superior men." I took the bandana, added fresh poppers, and tied it over his mouth and nose. Then I pulled alligator clamps out of my pocket and attached them to his titties causing him to squeel in pain. "Now bitch, jerk off. And don't cum until I tell you! Oh, and tell these men exactly what you are!" Marky started beating his teenage meat as the men leered down at him. I turned the plug up to medium. "Oh god." Marky cried out. "I'm a faggot Sirs! I'm a worthless, lowlife faggot. I'm a cumdump and a whore! I'm a slut! I'm a stupid, faggot, whore, slut!" "Now bitch," I growled, "look them in the eyes and tell them what you want! Shout it!" I commanded as I cranked the plug higher. "Oh fuck!" Marky cried out as sweat poured off him. "COCKS! I WANT COCKS! I WANT COCKS IN MY MOUTH! I WANT COCKS IN MY PUSSY! I WANT CUM, AND PISS, AND SHIT! I WANT IT SO BAD! I WANT TO BE ABUSED! I NEED TO BE ABUSED! OH GOD I WANT IT ALL SO BADLY. I WANT TO GET FUCKED! I WANT TO GET USED! HUMILIATE ME! DEGRADE ME! IT'S WHAT I'M FOR!!" Marky was lost again in his own world of lust. So far gone that he couldn't control his orgasm again. Cum flew out of his boy cock and sprayed everywhere. On the men's pants and shoes, and all over the floor. When he finished cumming, I grabbed him by his hair, hard. "You stupid faggot!" I angrily chastised him. "You came AGAIN without permission! And you embarrassed me in front of my friends! You will pay for that!" Tears streamed down his face when he realized he had failed again. "Stop your crying and clean up your mess!" I ordered as I shoved his face into the cum on Earl's pants. Marky dutifully licked them clean before moving on to his boots. Then he moved on to Clay. When that was done he started licking the floor clean. Once every drop was gone, I pulled him up by his hair. "Now get your pathetic faggot ass out to the truck!" Marky tried to grab his speedos. "Leave them! Go out the back door and get in the truck!" Marky scrambled naked out the back door. Clamps still on his tits, plug still sending shocks. "See." I told the guys. "It's a natural. It was born for this!" I made Marky wait a long time in the truck while we finalized the plans for the rest of the day.