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The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 8
Date: 5/13/2024, Categories: Fiction Authoritarian, Bondage and restriction Coercion Female Domination, Humiliation Male / Female Teens, Male / Older Female, Water Sports/Pissing, Young Author: East Essex, Source: sexstories.com
... Deborah’s and Rachel’s nubile young bodies that now prepared the soaps, sponges and lotions that would clean now took on the manifestation of a pair of cruel evil witches, willing and able to steal his soul. ‘Mr. Fowler, we are going to wash you and feed you again and make you happy.’ Proposed Rachel. ‘Don’t forget the floor girls.’ Reminded Mrs. Flaherty. ‘Huh, ' sulked Deborah, ‘I feel like a bloody skivvy. ‘Well, it’s got to be done, we can’t have this place with the pungent aroma of my passion, can we?’ ‘I suppose we have to, can’t imagine getting one of the village chars.’ ‘Bags eye his balls Debby.’ Rachel squealed and before waiting for protests carefully washed the restrained man’s testicles as her cousin and Mrs. Flaherty watched on. Gary’s erection had not relented in all of his torment and instinctively pulsed on every attempt to place the sponge on the sensitive member. ‘The dirty fucker is so close!’ stated Deborah. The remainder of what Gary believed to be the evening was spent with Rachel and Deborah. They washed him, relieved him, fed him, watered him and continuously talked of previous dirty adventures and sexual fantasies, all of which had the effect of engendering those twin characteristics of a deep, ancient animal passion and a towering self disgust. As he was covered with a quilt, left in darkness with loosened chains, he wept again. They were the tears of a slave.