The Smart Mistress

The 'rape'

This series of stories tells a tail of how Paris, a mid/late 30's woman takes control and her revenge on the family of her lover. All the characters in this story are over 18.

The stories contain themes of coercion, blackmail, incest, bondage, rape, violence. If you are not into any of these themes than please move on. If you are then I hope that you enjoy the stories.

As always, I would appreciate your feedback and, hopefully high ratings.

Once at back at home, Oliver phoned his best friend, Delroy, to fill him in on his plans. Delroy was of West Indian heritage; they had been best friends since they first met at nursery school.

Harry sent Delroy a series of pictures of Paris, knowing that her big tits and round firm bum would turn him on, just as she did him.

"What do you think of Paris?" Harry asked.

"She is a fine piece of tail man, but what of it," Delroy replied.

"We are going to rape her, I have a plan, I have a key to her house, and I know her plans for Friday." Harry replied. "We are going to go to her house on Friday, tie her up and fuck her.

Friday, after their last class at college, the two excited youths rushed back to Oliver's house to prepare. Oliver had explored his dad's briefcase and found a stash of Viagra and both boys swallowed a pill.

They got together the equipment that they thought they would need, ties, some rope and a blindfold to secure their victim.

The two lads stealthily walked up the side of her drive using the numerous bushes to cover their progress. They were pleased to see that she had not yet got home so they settled down behind the bush nearest to the house.

It wasn't too long before they heard her Range Rover pulling onto her drive before pulling to a halt outside her front door.

She got out of the car; she was wearing a smart skirt suit with a silky blouse and court shoes. The suit showed off her body well, but not as well as her evening apparel!

She disappeared into the house. Delroy looked at Oliver with an, 'are we really going to do this' look. Oliver smiled, before nodding, knowing that Paris wanted this and would put up a show but really wanted the fucking they would give her.

They started to work their way around to the back of the house.

They waited until they were sure that she was upstairs getting ready and then carefully let themselves in through the back door.

They heard a shower running and a radio playing so they took off their shoes and crept upstairs.

Eventually the shower stopped, and Paris emerged, with a big white towel wrapped around herself, ready to get ready for her supposed night out.

She sat down at her dressing table humming along to the radio to put the finishing touches to her appearance. She had already spent quite a bit of time in the shower ensuring that her body was completely hair free and moisturized.

First, she arranged her long blond hair into its normal, slightly chaotic style. Then she set about making sure she was nicely made up, with dark eye make-up and a glossy red lipstick. She smiled as she looked in the mirror, she looked hot!

The two lads stood either side of her bedroom door watching as she preened herself. She knew they would be there and wanted them to think that they had no idea that she was doing it for them!

She stood and headed for her wardrobe and the duo ducked back into the hallway, their hearts pumping, not wanting to be seen yet.

They heard her move back across the room and risked peaking around the door again.

She was at her lingerie draw with her back to them. She dropped the towel to the floor, giving the two youths their first sight of her glorious arse, a view that got even better as she bent to pick out a lacy, 8 strap, black suspender belt which she strapped around her middle. There first tantalizing glimpse of her pussy.

She bent over again and picked up a pair of black laced top stockings before walking back to the stool where she sat and rolled them up her legs before fastening them to the suspender belt.

The lads were virtually drooling; this was better than any of the porn they had watched online. Their cocks were tenting their trousers and large wet spots appearing where their pre-cum was flowing copiously.

She stood again and once more and again the duo ducked behind the doorway.

By the time they looked back she was wearing a short black leather dress with no sleeves or straps and with a full-length front zip.

She walked over to her wardrobe again and pulled out another pair of her trademark thigh-high boots. She knew that she was flashing the two, already super horny, teens her stocking tops and knickers as she pulled them on.

She then pulled on a pair of long black opera gloves and fastened a little black choker around her neck.

She stood up, looking like every man's wet dream, grabbed her perfume bottle and sprayed her pulse points with Clinique Aromatics, before grinning wickedly and lifting the front of her dress for a final spray of perfume. She was ready.

Picking up her bag, she had one last look in her full-length mirror and smiled as she realised that she looked super-hot and ready to trot!

As she walked out of the bedroom the lads struck. They grabbed her arms, and Delroy clamped his hand over her mouth. They dragged her back into the bedroom and maneuverered her onto the bed.

Staying in role, she pretended to try to scream, but it was pointless, her house was so remote, and Delroy was doing a good job of cutting off her air supply with his big hand over her nose and mouth.

She made token efforts to kick them, her boot covered legs flailing, but all she succeeded in doing was exposing her stocking tops to the horny duo.

While Delroy held her down on the bed Oliver started to bind her. First, he knotted a silk tie on each wrist before tying them to the bed posts at the top of the bed. Then he got out the rope and tied it on her ankles and secured them to the posts at the foot of the bed.

Once she was 'starfished' on her own bed Delroy removed his hand from over her mouth.

Staying in character she yelled, "Let me go you fucking bastards, if you don't let me go, I am going to get you locked up!"

The boys looked at each other, shrugged and went to work.

"You fucking little perverts," she yelled "untie me and fuck off and I won't press charges."

Delroy grabbed the zipper on the front of her dress and slid it down. As the dress fell apart her massive tits emerged then, as the zip slid lower, a pair of skimpy black lace knickers that tied on each hip.

Once the zip was fully undone it flopped to the side leaving the helpless Paris in just her stockings, thigh boots, gloves, choker and little black lace panties.

Delroy went straight for her naked tits as the spilled out. Squeezing the abundant flesh and stretching and tweaking her nipples.

Oliver reached up and pulled the ties on each side of her knickers and slipped the flimsy fabric out from between her legs.

"Leave me alone you shits," she screamed.

Oliver balled up the knickers and stuffed them in her mouth. "Shut up you bitch, we are using you for our entertainment tonight, and there is nothing you can do to stop us. If I were you, I would save my energy, you are going to need it."

Delroy continued to maul her amazing tits. "Oh man, these are better than anything I have ever imagined"

Paris spat out the knickers and screamed at the two of them. "I will get you locked up; the police will take you away and you will never see the outside world again. Two pretty boys like you will get fucked up in jail."

Delroy released her amazing tits and started to strip off.

Both Oliver and Paris gasped as he stripped off his boxers and unveiled a huge vicious looking log of a cock. It must have been 10 inches long and as wide as Paris's wrist.

As she stared at the massive cock in front of her Paris stopped moving, frozen in shock.

Delroy rubbed his massive knob across her beautiful face, loving the feel of her soft skin on his cock.

She opened her mouth as if to scream again and Delroy took advantage, sliding his massive cock into her mouth, "bite me and I will choke you out" he threatened, she believed him.

Delroy's huge cock pushed deeper and deeper into her mouth. She could taste the pre-cum as he filled her face with his massive meat.

Paris was no stranger to 'throating' but she had never had anything nearly as big in her mouth before.

As his massive knob slid between her lips, she could feel every ridge and vein as it slid deeper and deeper, finally invading her throat.

Delroy smiled at Oliver and said, "now that's how to shut the bitch up!"

Oliver was hypnotized by the beautiful pussy in front of him. He got on the bed between her widespread thighs, moving his head up so that he was a few centimeters from her fanny.

The lips were parting, and a heavenly smell assaulted his nose, partly from the perfume she had sprayed up her skirt earlier but mostly the musky smell of her pussy.

He reached up and spread her lips, loving the way her flower opened exposing her sexual heart to him.

He buried his nose between the spread lips and inhaled. He had never smelt anything quite so good. He reached his tongue out and ran it over her lips, loving the taste.

It was hard for him to keep in contact with her amazing pussy as she was still writhing, still in victim character, to try and escape them.

Delroy started to slide his cock in and out of her throat, loving hearing her choking and spluttering.

"Gak, gak, gak!"

He pulled it completely out; it was covered in thick drool and slime. He slapped her face with his cock, spreading the drool, spoiling her perfect make up, before ramming back in her face, causing her to freeze in shock.

Oliver took advantage of her stillness and sucked and licked her pussy lips, revelling in the taste. Licking her pussy lips and sucking down any of her juices he found.

Paris was trying to pretend to resist but the feelings were building between her legs, the tongue on her most sensitive areas was starting to have effect.

She started to gyrate again, but this time it felt more from arousal rather than trying to escape as Oliver went to town on her sex.

Oliver sucked her clit into his mouth, at the same time pushing two fingers into her drooling pussy. Instinctively his fingers found the swollen nub inside her pussy and started to rub it as his lips continued to surround and suck her clit. Her pussy started to respond.

She wasn't yet ready to abandon her role and submit to the two young men, but her body was starting to betray her. She could feel her pussy starting to drool and her nipples were getting harder.

She looked down between her spread legs and saw an eager young face trapped between her thighs with her stocking tops clamping his ears, it was so hot.

As Oliver continued his oral assault she was starting to lose control. She had a huge slab of cock in her throat and at the same time her pussy was being eaten in a surprisingly expert way. Excitement started to run through her body.

Oliver loved the fact that sweet smelling juices were starting to ooze from her pussy as he feasted on it. Her lips were visibly swelling and changing colour.

Delroy was revelling in fucking Paris's beautiful face. He loved jamming his monster cock into her throat, but it felt even better as she started licking his shaft as he raped her neck.

Paris was now grunting past the wedge of cock in her face as her arousal increased.

To try and stay in role she closed her eyes and tried to think of anything unsexy to hold back her arousal but not even the thought of Jeremy Corbyn naked was doing the trick. It had always been one of her secret fantasies to be fucked by young men and it was now a reality.

Delroy reached down and started squeezing her already swollen nipples and that, together with the stimulation of her clit and 'G' spot pushed her over the edge.

She groaned as a huge orgasm ran through her body, her thighs shaking and bolts of pleasure racking her body.

Oliver looked up, his face coated in pussy cream, Delroy looked at her with a smug look on his face. He loved that they had made her cum, but he suspected that they haven't broken her to being compliant to their demands yet.

Delroy pulled his cock out of her face, covered in spit and drool, allowing Paris to take some much-needed deep breaths.

While she was still recovering from her orgasm and oxygen deprivation, they untied her wrists from the bed posts, pulled off her dress, sat her up and tied her hands behind her back.

Oliver walked over to the small coffee table and pulled the throw off her Sybian, luckily it already had a large phallus attached. He went to his backpack and took out a tube of lube and proceeded to grease the artificial cock.

The lads undid the ropes attached to the bedposts but left the ropes attached to her ankles. They pulled her to the side of the bed, and each hooked an arm under her armpit and grabbed a leg.

They carried her over to the coffee table so that her pussy was lined up with the Sybian's dildo and slowly lowered her so that the plastic penis slid into her tight pussy.

While Oliver held her still Delroy ducked down under the coffee table and tied her legs together so that she was trapped with her pussy impaled.

Paris was slowly returning to reality and needed evidence for the cameras she had strategically placed around her bedroom. "Let me go you fuckers, stop this now. You haven't actually raped me so if you let me go, I will not report you."

Oliver smiled, reached forward and had his first feel of her massive jugs. "We are all going to have fun here this evening. So far you are the only one to cum, but we will be joining you soon, in you and over you. Tonight, you are our cum dump and I suggest you just enjoy yourself."

She looked fantastic, her makeup was ruined, but even so she was the sexiest sight the two young men had ever seen.

Oliver undressed while Delroy picked up the controller attached to the Sybian and examined it. There were two on/off switches and above each of these was a rotating knob, clearly to vary the intensity. The first, green, switch was labelled 'Rotation' and the second, red one, was labelled 'Vibration'.

Paris knew that she was in for a torrid time, the Sybian was simply the best sex toy ever invented. It had given her the best orgasms she had ever had in her life. Actually, calling it a toy would be like describing Motorhead as 'chamber music'!

She knew that there is an absolutely mind-blowing insanity about the way her Sybian forces orgasms.

Delroy switched the red switch on and twisted the power to about 50% and immediately the room filled with an amazingly loud noise. It sounded like one of the jets flying overhead to land at Heathrow.

"Jesus," Oliver shouted to Delroy, "no wonder she lives in a remote house."

Delroy switched on the rotate function on and again switched it to about 50%.

Both boys watched her face, enjoying seeing the excitement rising as her body built towards orgasm, the familiar feeling of her whole lower body contracting as she flew towards orgasm.

"Of fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," she started chanting.

Just as she seemed on the verge of orgasm Delroy switched the machine off.

"Don't, don't stop" Paris begged, "I'm so close".

Delroy turned the vibrate back on at the lowest setting and Oliver said, "if you suck us off, we will let you cum.

Paris turned to Oliver and said, "come on then you little blackmailing prick, fuck my face."

Oliver smiled, and pushed his rock hard, dripping cock into the beautiful Blond's mouth. Just as in his wanking fantasies, she looked up at him with her deep brown, sexy eyes.

Standing next to him was his best mate wanking his horse cock while squeezing one of her huge tits. The level of excitement was enormous for Oliver, his fantasy woman was working his cock with her mouth and tongue, and within moments he started to cum.

He pulled back and squirted rope after rope of spunk all over her face. It was like he had applied a spunk face pack; it covered her forehead, her nose and mouth, her cheeks and her chin. Slowly dripping down onto her tits.

By way of reward Delroy turned the rotation back on before handing the remote to Oliver.

Delroy once again pushed his cock in-between the lips of the MILF. As she started to suck and lick the plum sized head of his cock, Oliver started cranking up the Sybian.

The depravity of the situation together with the industrial strength sex machine between her legs quickly had her on the verge of orgasm.

For some strange reason, she didn't want to cum until she had extracted a second load of spunk. She could sense that Delroy was close and so she fought her own arousal and worked even harder on the ebony cock.

At last Delroy blasted his spunk into the Blond's mouth. She pulled her head back and painted her own face with the massive stream of spunk that flowed from his cock. Her own orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks.

She screamed as the whole of her lower body spasmed in a massive orgasm rolled on and on.

She felt close to passing out, her legs like jelly and trembling. "Please stop," she begged "I just can't take any more."

Acting his role in the drama, Oliver said "we will stop the machine if you agree to let us fuck you all night."

They dragged her off the Sybian to her bed, her arms still tied behind her and took turns fucking her drooling cunt. They didn't realise that they had handed Paris her trump hand.

Paris spent the next morning editing a video from the cameras she had set up round her bedroom before they arrived. It was perfect, it showed two lads raping her.

She had just about finished when a text popped up on her phone, it was from Oliver

"Hello slut, I hope you enjoyed yesterday, it was great for me and Delroy. Now that I have helped you fulfill your darkest fantasy it is time for you to help me role play mine. I have always wanted to fuck my mother and today you are going to play being her for me."