Programming A Nympho

For months I've trained this girl to be my personal urinal. It didn't matter what time of day it was. She would service me until I was completely drained. Underneath my desk I'd find her waiting for me with her mouth open.

Months ago I discovered a girl went missing and the police never found her. I found her and took her back with me. She was lost and scared. She had to be in her early 20s. I tried to talk to her but there was a language barrier. She wasn't from around here. Luckily she could read and write in English. I told her she could stay as long as she liked until she remembered who she was and where she's from. Secretly I've been prolonging her memory loss. I wanted her to stay. It's been too long since I had a companion.

All I had left was my estate. My wife and I had problems within our marriage. She decided to call it quits, taking our son with her, after many attempts of counseling. My endless years of isolation caused me to abduct this girl. I kept her fed and well since I found her. I was all she had. We had each other. It wasn't long before my lust took control. It took some time for her to adjust. She now had no memory of her past. I can use her with little to no resistance now. My only regret is isolating her from the world because her IQ is pretty low. It takes her a long time to understand and comprehend things. For the most part she knows how to maintain her personal hygiene. It was like teaching her how to take care of herself from the beginning I spent hours with her. Once that was done, I taught her how to please herself. Stimulating her clit till she was wet enough to recieve me. I'd say my efforts paid off looking at her now, sucking me off under my desk.

Despite our language barrier she's obedient to my commands and desires. She performs on her own without my assistance. She knows me as her master and I take care of her. To my surprise her skills remained being able to cook and clean. I assigned her the role as a maid while I'm gone.

Years later, she remains at my side as I can no longer continue. As I look upon her face I see she's crying. I wipe them and tell her everything will be alright. She leans her cheek against my palm and smile. It's like looking at an angel moments before I crossover. As I'm closing my eyes I feel my pants being unzipped and she sucks my cock. I feel her giving me her all, but I feel bad because there's nothing I can give in return. She doesn't understand anything I say. But if I had enough strength to write it down. I'd want her to know tha..

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My mom called me telling me my dad died. Not that I cared much. I didn't know him. He left her his estate and she wanted me to check it out. She told me she wanted to sell it. If it was left in good condition, she figured we could get a decent profit.

When I arrived I saw it was rundown. It looked as if it's been sitting for some years. It wasn't until I entered the estate. I realized I misjudged it. To my surprise, it was kept clean I thought I was the only one there. Until I found someone. She was washing herself, using a bucket of water. I thought to myself, why didn't she just hop in the shower. Looking at what looked like her uniform set aside. I thought she must've been the maid. It was strange. Seemed like she was the only one.

She panicked when she saw me. I tried to calm her down, thinking I was an intruder. I wasn't going to hurt her. She and I looked the same age. I reassured her everything was okay. I kept trying to talk to her. But I don't think she understood what I was saying. She seemed to calm down when I mentioned who I was.

"Peter."

That was the response she repeated after she dropped her towel. Then she approached me without a care in the world that she was naked. Again I asked for her name, but she ignored me, lowering herself and exposing my cock.

"Woah, wait a minute. What are you doing?"

I didn't know what to do. She caught me off guard. I don't know why she was sucking me off, but I didn't want it to stop. Her mouth felt good. I lost my balance and fell. She then mounted on top of me and rode my cock. Her insides felt incredibly tight and wet.

"Hold on, I'm gonna cu.."

I nearly came within seconds of her putting it in. I tried to get her to slow down but she didn't listen to me and kept going. As she grinded back and forth against me. I came inside her. I shot my load deep in her unprotected womb.

When I recovered I found her cleaning around the estate. She's been the one keeping things together. After my encounter with her, I convinced my mom not to sell it. Instead she kept it. I live with my wife. But from time to time I'd visit her often. Every time I visit. She'd greet my arrival by pulling out my cock. I grew to call her Olivia, named after my wife's sister. She had a body I'd kill for. I'd imagine I was fucking her whenever I visit the estate. She had a familiar physique. But her ass was a lot thicker.

Months later, Olivia would service me whenever I visited her, but I had a more specific desire for her ass. I enjoyed it more than anything. Overtime I grew cruel towards Olivia. The more I saw her the more I stripped her of her humanity. She was a tool for my lust, I'd tie her up and play with her ass to my heart's content. I'd lick and eat her ass as much as I wanted.

Her moans fueled my urges. I did whatever I wanted to Olivia. I'd even fist her ass if I felt like it. After I've had my fill, I'd empty my load deep in her rectum. Olivia initiates to suck my cock or even invite me in her pussy. But I wasn't interested. I'd use force to switch her position to service me with her ass. I'd unleash my load multiple times in her ass, before I'd return home to my family.

Eventually Olivia got the hint. It became routine for her to present her ass to me. I didn't have to force her to do what I wanted. Olivia would have the buttplug I bought deep in her ass and ready for me when I visit.

Years later, my own kids are grown adults and living their own lives. Still to this day, my wife questions why I visit my father's estate all the time. I'm running out of lies. She's suspicious of me. Every chance I get I'd go see Olivia.

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I took it upon myself to see what my dad's sudden interest in the estate was. My mom knew something was strange. But she never did shit about it. I'm not her. One day I followed him to see what he was doing there. I couldn't believe what I found. It pissed me off. My dad was cheating on my mom. I stood by as those two went at it. After my dad left I approached the bitch he been messing around with.

She panicked not knowing who I was. She probably didn't know he had kids. I tried getting answers. But it was hard to understand her. Her English was broken. She asked if I was a friend of her master. I got irritated and told her I was her master now. Then I demanded her to give me some answers. Instead she bent over and presented her ass to me. I was beyond pissed off. Earlier I saw this bitch fuck my dad and now she was trying to seduce me. I tried to get her to listen to me. But I got more and more frustrated.

She stood there waiting for me to do something. Then I violently assaulted her ass until I felt better. She was nothing but a stupid whore. I left red marks and bruises on her ass as I took her from behind. But the bitch wasn't in pain. She was getting off. Moaning as I pounded my cock in her. I shot a load in her pussy. I pushed her onto the ground and kicked her stomach a few times. I let her growl in pain for a minute before I turned her over. I planned on fucking her ass this time. She looked back at me with fear in her eyes. It was about time she figured it out. She tried to crawl away but stopped after I smacked her hard across the face once. It got her to obey me. Then the moment I entered her ass I was caught off guard. I didn't know she was wearing a butt plug. I quickly took it out and replaced it with my cock. She moaned loud the second I put it in. It blew me away how tight she was. I never felt anything like this. I almost came instantly.

It pissed me off even more. I got a firm grip of her breast and squeezed them hard. I fucked her hard and deep. Her grunts told me she was having a hard time enduring it. That painful expression was the fuel I needed to keep going. I despised this whore. Ain't no way she was going to dominate me. I wasn't going to let that happen. She was my father's side piece. My intentions were to make her suffer. But it back fired where she started to enjoy it. No matter how hard I hit or smacked her. She wore the same satisfied look on her face. I couldn't take it anymore. It drove me crazy, seeing her mock me like that. Eventually I didn't care and just fucked the shit out of her. I took her mouth, ass and pussy anywhere I wanted. She was my personal cum dump. After a while I filled the bitch up. I made sure to cum in her ass. Didn't want to risk having a kid to deal with. When I pulled out, she immediately caught my cock in her mouth, sucking out what I had left. In that moment my feelings for her had changed. My cum ran from her mouth, pussy and ass. I gazed upon her like she was a precious diamond. I was starting to see what my dad saw in her. She was special.

I'd return every other weekend. Wait until Peter left and approach her. She'd be getting ready to take her shower, already expecting my arrival. I'd meet her in the bathroom and take her before and after. After I fill both her holes I'd leave her mouth for last. Her technique needed some work. I'd get irritated when she stops to catch her breath. I'd smack her to keep going and still she insist on pissing me off. There was no limit to how rough I got with her. We had no safe words. I'd yank her hair leading her to suck my cock. Her attempts were good but I'd still have to assist her. I'd hold the back of her head, forcing my cock down her throat. I held it there while she squirmed. Sometimes I'd use both hands to keep her head steady. I kept it up until I let out whatever I had. I'd cum or I'd piss in her throat. Her relationship with my dad seemed romantic. It gave me pleasure knowing he was tasting my cock. That feeling took a turn when I got the idea to letting her swallow it. It started with cum then escalated to piss. I turned her mouth into a urinal. I can't remember the last time I used the bathroom other than to shower and shit.

Having her call me master was fun while it lasted. I gave her my government but she insist on mispronouncing it. She has a hard time saying Riccardo, so we both settled on Rick. Her name was Olivia, which I understood the reference. She did favor my aunt the more I looked at her. That became too much for me so I gave her a new name. She looked the same age as my aunt as well. I named her after my ex. From that point on our relationship started. We went at it everywhere in that estate. There was nowhere we haven't been. I'm not into older women, but something about her was different. It kept me and my dad coming back. It was fun while it lasted I'll say. I came on day to find police cars parked upfront, strolling through the house and questioning Peter. I reunited with him and he told me what was going on. He didn't suspect anything when I mentioned mom was worried about him. I lied telling dad she told me to come check on him. Since the day I met Olivia, I never told mom anything. I kept coming back because I too was fucking her just like my dad. Like father like son I guess. He was explaining how the estate was broken into but neither of us mentioned anything about a missing woman. She was nowhere to be found.

"Did they take anything?"

"I told the police there's nothing here. They found the bedrooms were vandalized but that's about it."

I was tempted to ask about her whereabouts. But it was clear Peter was avoiding that topic completely. As time passed I'd still pass by the estate, finding it had been sold. My mom got a divorce after Peter must've confessed. It wasn't the ending I was expecting but in the end. My dad got what he deserved. I moved on with my life and got a girlfriend. We moved out of state and eventually got married, having two kids of our own. Still I find myself reminiscing them weekends with her, wondering what happened to her or will we met again.

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Nick and his brother Nigel were plotting to break into a house they believed contained loads of cash. They were tipped off that there was a safe containing millions. Nigel isn't so smart compared to Nick. He tagged along after casing the house for a while, seeing only two cars coming and going on a weekly basis. One night Nick prepared everything for them to break in. They lurked around the estate getting a view inside. They were speechless to what they witnessed. Nick remained focused while Nigel couldn't deny he wanted a piece of that ass for himself. From what he saw that old woman looked like she was a real freak. He stood by with his brother, watching Riccardo clean himself off before he finally left. Olivia wasn't so quick to get up and recover. Nick used that as his chance to kick the backdoor in and hogtie her to the ground. He ordered his brother to scope the house while he gagged her. Nick then pulled out a gun heading upstairs while Nigel came to monitor Olivia. Unable to clean up she still had cum leaking out of her. Nigel felt bad and turned on at the same time. He knew Nick was probably going to kill her after they left. Before that he wanted to fuck her. He lowered himself on the ground with Olivia. She wiggled herself over looking at him. She was freaking out thinking she was going to die. Nigel sympathized with Olivia. If he was tied up seeing a big black guy in his house, he'd trip too. But he approached her slowly, caressing her thighs telling her everything was okay. Nigel didn't want Olivia to scream. He was saying he'll take good care of her. Then he forced her back on her stomach.

She struggled and resisted but Olivia wasn't going nowhere. Nigel ripped the panties Olivia took the time to put back on.

"I don't see why you wasted your time baby, we won't be needed these."

Olivia had years on Nigel but he was much larger and stronger than her. He laid down on her back, pinning Olivia to the ground. She definitely wasn't going anywhere now.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Nick came from upstairs empty handed. He was frustrated not finding anything. His brother was supposed to be keeping a lookout. Instead he finds Nigel ontop of their hostage. Nigel reasoned with Nick that it's been a while. He begged him to let him take care of the hostage this time. His brother has to take care of everything himself because Nigel is slow. He didn't care and let Nigel have his way while he continued to look around. Nick hoped to find some sort of valuables to collect. Otherwise this was all for nothing. Nigel got excited when Nick agreed to let him off the witness. But killing Olivia was the last thing on his mind. He had her in his favorite sex position. His intentions were to empty his dick in this bitch. His bulge was begging to be released witnessing her session with Riccardo. Nigel just had to have a turn. Her squirming underneath him only made his dick harder. Then Nigel unbuckled his skinny jeans and directed his beast in her ass. He's been staring at it since he saw it. It felt like two couch cushions. Olivia was stacked for her age. She could be their mom. Or even grandma. Nigel noticed a little gray in her hair. Assuming she was older than she looked. Nigel wasn't fucking around anymore. The moment he pull all nine inches deep in her ass, her screaming broke through her gag. Nick yelled out to his brother to shut her up. Nigel responded taking his hand and covering her mouth.

"Not so loud baby. Little bro trying work."

Nigel kept saying the same thing as he continued to grind back and forth. He spoke softy in her ear telling Olivia everything was gone be alright.

"Don't worry baby girl. I'm a take care of you. I'm a take good care of you too. It's okay."

Nigel kept his pace back and forth, reassuring Olivia she was fine. He brought up Riccardo putting his hands on her. Nigel told her he wouldn't do that. He'd treat her nice. Buy her gifts and treats.

"Baby girl belongs to Nigel now. Fuck that cracker."

Nigel couldn't tell if Olivia was responsive or not. His hand was big enough to cover her face. He been deep stroking all nine inches of his thick monster in her ass, while holding her nose and mouth. She wasn't dead but she lost consciousness hours ago.

While she was unconscious, Olivia was taking it all. When she came to realizing Nigel buried himself deep in her ass. She began squirming again. With the little strength she had, Olivia was fighting and trying to crawl away from Nigel. She was stuck. Nigel was too big to move. Tears ran down her face as she came to accept her situation. There was nothing she could do.

"Ain't no escape baby girl. You mine now."

Nigel suggested she relax her muscles and let his dick flow inside her. She noticed that her legs were shaking and trembling uncontrollably. She even noticed her ankles weren't tied up anymore, Nigel cut the rope Nick used to restraint them. Her legs were spread apart with his dick drilling her ass. His musk was intoxicating to Olivia. His sweat dripped all over her back and cheeks.

"I'm a cum inside you again baby! Get ready for another one!"

"Another one? Damn bro! How many times you gone cum in her?"

Nick was sitting in the kitchen, watching them on the floor. She didn't see him but she knew his voice. They talked amongst themselves while Olivia was still being pounded. Then Nigel paused for a moment as his cum poured in her ass. She thought it was over. Nigel started to move again but faster than before. Nick informed him that they needed to leave soon. He didn't want to risk anyone showing up. It was already getting late.

"I'm staying Nick. She needs me."

"What the fuck? How slow are you nigga? Hurry that shit up!"

Nick threatened he'll shoot Olivia right now with him still inside her. She responded with her muscles tightening around Nigel. He gave Olivia one last stroke before he pissed inside her ass.

"Finally, now move aside nigga."

Nick was about to shoot Olivia in the head. He didn't expect his idiot brother to step in the way. She was out of it after he came in her ass for the seventh time. Next thing she knew Nigel was lifting her up on his shoulders and they were leaving. He told his brother he was in love and he wasn't going to let him hurt her. Rather than wasting the time and energy, Nick ordered Nigel to grab her and the trash bags he filled with whatever he could find. The night was transitioning into morning. Olivia looked back as the estate grew smaller and smaller. Her life was now in the hands of two strangers.

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Her life belonged to Nigel. Neither Peter or Riccardo reported her missing to the police. The estate was sold to a new family. Peter's dad found and never turned her in. Her real parents mourned her death thinking she was gone. After so many years they stopped searching for their daughter and accepted it. Peter sold the estate for a small fortune but his wife left him taking half of it. He lost everything after Peter struggled with drinking and gambling. His son stopped visiting his grave and focused on his own family. He became a better father figure than Peter. Leaving Olivia and Nigel to be newly weds on their honeymoon. His brother didn't make much from the stuff he stole. He left his brother to try again on his own. This time he was caught and arrested. Nigel visits him from time to time, telling him about his life. Nigel renamed Olivia and they live together now. She's paraplegic now, having no functions from the waist down. But Nigel doesn't complain. He can fuck her anytime he wants without her screaming.