Jodie's Slaves Part Five - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Five

... an angry Tess is a nasty Tess.

“Looks like your Hucow is about to begin producing. Those new drugs are primo. Maybe I should have a little taste...just to check the quality of the product,” she said.

“You will not,” I argued.

“You know I can, if I want to. It is only sound business. Your payments hinge on that product. But I will take your word that it is good if you give me something else I want. I think it is time for your balloon payment, Tramp.”

“Oh fuck you Tess” I said, turing to walk away.

“With interest!” she said, grabbing my arm and twisting it up behind my back painfully and bending me over the nearby sink. I knew what was coming. Tess was a one trick pony. But, even if I would allow Barb and Julie to get involved, Barb was in no shape and Julie was not used to real violence, we had no real chance if Tess got the girls to fight for her. Besides, I had agreed and it was not like I never felt it before.

I leaned further over the sink and Tess laughed, rubbing my ass before yanking down my panites.

“Yes, Tramp, you remember the drill, don’t you? If you are very good it will be all over soon. If you fight me I will make it last forever.” She slapped my ass before turning away to grab the push broom in the corner. Yup, I knew it. Fucking idiot. My only concern was the unsanitary nature of it and the possibility of splinters, but I could deal with that later. Right now, my problem was making Tess think I was cowed. It was my best shot at keeping ...

... Barb and Julie safe.

The last time she did this, she used my Mother’s house broom. This handle was thicker and the end bulged some, but it was not as big as some dildos I owned, but the wood was an unforgiving medium for such a thing and I knew she would not lube it up first.

She didn’t, ramming it hard into my pussy. She made no effort to check her force so the end slammed into my cervix harshly. I grunted, but kept my teeth firmly closed against a scream. I did not want to attract the attention of those at the other end of the room.

She drove the broomhandle in and out of me, bottoming out each time, in a frenzy. I did not realize just how much anger she had been harboring against me. The pain was bad and only got worse when she flipped me over, leaning me back onto the sink. My spine was bent unnaturally in this position, but she wanted to be able to pinch my nipples as she raped me hard with the broom handle. Her pupils were dilated and her breathing rapid. She was getting off on hurting me. That helped make it more bearable. I had more power over her than she knew, more than she had over me, certainly. Tess was not a sadist, just a bully, but she was excited now because she was hurting me. That gave me the upper hand. I let the pain show on my face and she got more excited, speeding up her movements until she couldn’t take it anymore and throwing the broom aside.

She jumped up onto the sink and spread her legs wide.

“Now, Tramp, show me you remember the first ...