☆ Note - this is dark. D.A.R.K. There's bondage and incest and cheating and images of extreme sex. Questionable consent and blackmail and there is verbal degradation and abuse. I know this. No need to comment. Free speech.
DONT DO THIS. Hell, it's best for most of you not even to play this way. If you are considering trying this for real. Just stop. Get Help. Talk to a professional. This is a complete and utter fantasy that will never ever happen - it's the same as elves and dwarves. NOT REAL.
You've been warned.
Hole was ready to go by the time I got back to the hotel. Just for fun, I made it bend over the arm of the couch and cropped the cheeks of its firm ass and tops of its thighs before I made it gather the bags and follow me to the front desk to check out. I got a kick out of the senior citizen couple that stood behind us to check in, as they got a eyeful of the bright red stripes showing under Hole's short skirt as it waited submissively behind me while I settled the bill.
Always fun to expose a cheating slut to polite society.
Anyway, I walked Hole out to the hotel driveway as the valet pulled the car around. I got in the back seat and waited while the bags were loaded and Hole climbed into the driver's seat with the young valet holding its door.
"Show him those tits, Hole." I said calmly. It pulled down its stretchy top and
half cup bra and the valet got a nice long look as he closed its door.
"You're such a fucking pig. Exposing yourself to strange men. But I guess that's what trash like you was raised for. Start driving. Start edging and praying. Do not cum. Head Northwest. We're going to New Hampshire. Massachusetts sucks and Boston stinks."
"Yes, Daddy." it said, not bothering to cover itself.
I directed Hole to my new home and what was, unbeknownst to it, the prison it would spend the rest of its days in. At least, that was my hope. I'd grown really fond of torturing this plump, fallen fuckpig. I wouldn't give it up easily.
As we pulled up into the drive I said, "I hope you enjoyed that little trip. It's the last one you'll have for quite a while. We're home now. And you do not have my permission to ever leave. Get the luggage Hole."
"Yes, Daddy."
As I walked up the steps, Hole followed struggling with the luggage. We entered and I formally welcomed Hole to what I hoped was effectively its new hell of earth.
"On your knees at all times in your Daddy's house you fucksow."
Dropping to its knees still holding the luggage, I petted its head and told it that the moving van would be here Monday morning, but until then I was going to gimp it up at night and sleep on it.
More and more I was thinking of "her" as an "it". An object. Like a lamp. Or a dildo. It was only natural, as we became more comfortable together. I didn't tell it but I was going to wait to fuck it until after my wife had a chance to use it for a bit when she arrived with our crated up broken fucktoy.
I wanted to store up some cum (and energy) to really welcome all three of the cunts I owned home. What fun!
I'd missed draining myself into the thing formerly know as Colleen, well, I had missed its stretched out pighole anyway.
We did lots of exploring over the next couple of days and I had the Hole taking measurements and notes about how I was going to update the house and grounds. I did sleep on her...it. Those generous curves were pretty comfortable. Soft but firm. Not fat. All cornfed muscle. But really - I just wanted to help it get its mind right. I was going to degrade it into a mindless object eventually anyway. Might as well get started.
Tuesday morning, I let Hole stand and shower and then put on make up using a heavy hand. "Just like when you were whoring in Atlanta." Then I had it put on a quarter cup bustier and a pair of little crotchless black panties. Of course, its 5 inch heels were strapped on as well.
Kneeling in front of me, it "placed" and "stayed" while I ran thin silver chains from the permanent loops it had in the cartilage of each ear (much like cattle tags) down through the bull ring in its septum and down again, wrapping through and around the ring in its large clit, finally ending up connecting to all three of the thick permanent rings piercing each side of its meaty cunt lips. I made it bow its head and fastened the chains tightly.
When I told it to raise its head the chain pulled its pussy lips and clitty upwards. By its cries, I assumed that I had succeeded in making it hurt. Good. Cheating whores deserve to hurt.
Then I had it move to the front bay window and "kneel up" and "place".
"Sit there and make sounds like a fucksow."
As it started to grunt and squeal, I moved behind it and attached each wrist to the opposite elbow with thick leather cuffs causing its big firm tits to jut out lewdly. They would be in full view of my wife when she drove up the driveway.
