1. Filial Scorn - part 2


    Date: 5/25/2025, Categories: Humiliation Your Stories Author: Wrulf 

    Though guilt doesn't have corrective powers, it can be stimulating. 

And it seemed Linda's ovary glands were burning while she detailed her experience involving Ephraim: - 'Once I finished giving him some head, your father and I went to a porn theater.' 

'It's closed nowadays, isn't it? Danny said.

'Yes, it is,' she replied.

'What happened?' Danny asked.

'The white clerk said he'd let me in for nothing if I copulated with him.'

'He recognized an eager beaver,' Danny answered.

'Yeah, but you should've seen his prick,' she responded.

'Was it big?'

'Four inches thick and 15 inches long.'

'Seriously?' Danny expressed his amazement.

'At least, he didn't split my womb,' she said.

'You felt violated, didn't you?' Danny inquired,

'Yes, and I loved it,' Linda informed him as she diddled to an orgasm. 

The next Wednesday, however, her son helped subject her to thorough humbling after he got an e-mail from his friend, the white, 21-y/o Baron.

The men lived in the same town and were acquainted due to their interest in explicit art.

Baron also had founded The Devil's Crew and requested Danny to bring the 'sacrifice' to the city's dogging area at 12 that night.

Because Danny understood that, he didn't explain it to the tramp when at 11:50 p. m., he drove to the designated venue, where scarcely had they'd left his vehicle, Baron and his '12 disciples' surrounded them in monks' robes.

'Who-0-o... a-a-are.... y-y-you?' Linda tremulously ...
    ... asked.

'I'm a High Priest and you're blasphemy incarnate, an obscene abomination!'  Baron intoned.

'Uhhh – yes, sir!'

'As Satan's daughter, you were bred to be a slut and you revere him, don't you?' a disciple smirked.

'Yes, I do.' 

'Truth is, demons possess you!' Danny remarked.

'That's right, you notorious sex-fiend!' the disciple interjected

'Yeah, and we're going to sacrifice you for the evil you've committed!' Baron warned Linda before pushing her to her knees, then: - 'Worship me!'

Excited, she fastened her lips to his 9-inched cock.
'Bury it in your throat,' Danny instructed her, though she could hardly believe the foul things the crew-members were saying: - 'God ought to curse the 666 beast you are!'
'Hear that, animal?'
'Hell, Jesus might, only might stoop to fuck you since you're a shit-bag whore!'
'His wife (Mary Magdalene) WAS a prostitute!'

'So were you and you earned 20 bucks, mom,' Danny reminded her.

'How dare you allow filthy lucre to corrupt your soul?' Baron roared.

'I don't have one!' Linda answered. 

'Did you lose it?' a 'monk' inquired. 

'Yes, I did,' she admitted while Baron peeled her mouth off  his tool.

She then saw him, his acolytes and Danny stroking their variously -sized dicks, something they did until their pecker-juice filled a  glass.

Nevertheless, Baron had certain privileges. He emptied the glass into a douche-bulb, thrust its nozzle into her ass and administered her an enema. He withdrew the ...
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