While my cock piercing was healing I noticed that Mamma Billie had started spending a lot of time away from the house. She hadn't been using my mouth as much as those first few days after I'd shot Roy, and I wondered if she was just letting me heal or if she was getting bored with me.
The piercing was causing me all kinds of problems. I couldn't jerk off because my cock was too sensitive, and the lack of release was making me hornier and hornier with each passing day. Every time I fell asleep I would have a sex dream, but as soon as my cock started to get hard the pain would wake me up. I was experiencing a new kind of agony.
Mamma Billie thought my pain was funny, so when she was home she walked around topless to torment me. Usually she was gone though, and she always gave me a list of chores to do before she left. She would come home around 3 or 4 in the morning, and just go straight to bed. I took to sleeping on the couch.
After about thirteen days with no orgasm I couldn't take it anymore. I woke up from a particularly vivid sex dream and got in the shower while Mamma Billie slept. I got my cock soapy and started trying to figure out how to jack it without putting too much pressure on the sore part. I thought about Mamma Billie's titties, and the time she'd allowed me to suck them. I had to keep stopping every time my hand jarred the ring that went into my urethra and out the base of my cockhead.
I tried to ignore the pain, and I thought about the time Mamma Billie had made me suck her fingers after she'd had them up her ass. I thought about the three people who'd watched me do it, and about the fact that cousin Mark had taken photos. I came in thick gobs that landed all over the shower curtain and the edge of the tub.
When I got out of the shower Mamma Billie was up, sitting on the edge of the bed wearing only panties. Her massive round tits rested on her belly. "Sounds like you might be done healing." She said.
"It doesn't hurt as bad anymore." I said. "The swelling's gone down and it's not as red."
"Good," she said, "bring me my tool belt from the hall closet and the bag in there from Home Depot." She stood and went rummaging around for her robe. I was still drying myself with a towel as I retrieved the bag and tool belt. There were a bunch of stainless steel wall mounts and various types of screws in the bag. I put them down on the bed. "Kneel in front of my easy chair." She said.
"You want my mouth?" I asked.
"Just getcher ass down in position an' don't ask no questions."
I kneeled in the same position I'd been in the first time I'd eaten her out. She had a black marker in her hand. I called out in pain as she hooked her finger in my cock hoop and tugged it forward until it was almost touching the chair. She used the marker to make a black dot where the hoop would touch the chair if my dick could stretch that far.
"Okay, now come to the closet." She said. She opened one side of the slated, segmented closet and turned a light on in there. "Stand on the inside, up against the door." She said. Once again she pulled my cock piercing forward. She made a mark where the metal touched the wood. "Now the bathroom." She said.
I followed her in and she pointed at the space between the toilet and the wall. "Sit there with yer legs open." She said. I got down, next to the toilet and looked up at her. "Back up." She said. "I want yer face t'be right next to the toilet bowl so our guests'll know they got a choice." I moved back and she crouched down and pulled my hoop until it was touching the linoleum floor. She made another mark. "Go make some coffee and fix me a bagel." She said. "And do it bare-assed."
I went to the kitchen and got the coffee brewing as Mamma Billie went to work with her power drill and screwdriver. She came in a while later smiling. I poured her coffee. "I been neglecting you lately, huh?"
I shrugged.
She took a sip of coffee. "I'm sorry JJ, yer still my lil bitch, I just been distracted 'cause of an old girlfriend. I told you about her, the one that said she needed cock? We been reconnecting over the past week or so, and things've gotten pretty serious. She says she's in love with me, which was somethin' I always wanted her to say. I guess yer ol' grandma can be just as soft an' sentimental as the next gal. Thing is JJ, I don't know how she's gonna react to you being here, an' being my personal sex-slave an' all-round bitch, y'understand? Incest an' all that is still a big deal to some people."
"So what do you want me to do?" I asked.
"I need you to go stay with yer mom for a week'r so while I lay the groundwork. I'll come get you when it's time. If I do it right, we'll all be a lot happier 'round here."
"I haven't talked to my mom in a long time." I said. "I'm supposed to call her outta the blue and say I wanna come home? What'm I gonna tell her? I gotta give a reason."
"Tell 'er yer grandma's getting' all into an old flame an' she asked you t'make yerself scarce for awhile."
"Be honest Mamma, is it over? 'Cause you got me hooked on the freaky-shit and now I don't know what I'm gonna do without it."
"Don't be stupid." She said. "If you wanna prove yer devoted you could take my piss. I gotta go real bad."
"Okay Mamma!" I said, smiling.
"Go to yer place in the bathroom." She said. I went in and saw that she had screwed a fixture onto the floor, over the black dot she'd made. It had a steel hoop in it. I sat down and Mamma Billie came in after me with a small brass padlock and key. She crouched down and hooked my cock piercing to the floor with the lock.
"I have the key right here." She said holding it up. She opened up her robe and let it fall to the floor, and then stepped out of her panties. Her cunt lips looked swollen and she pushed her two middle fingers down the hairy cleft. "Hmm, I love seeing you locked to the floor next to the toilet. Open yer mouth bitch."
I did as Mamma Billie commanded and she got in close, straddling my legs and bringing her hot cunt lips into contact with my open mouth. "Don't spill any." She said. I shut my eyes and waited. I felt her pussy contract and then open up a little, and then a little trickle of bitter piss started and then stopped. Then came the stream.
I was swallowing as fast as I could and finally just opened up my throat and started chugging my grandmother's hot piss. I felt like a useful part of the household again, as Mamma Billie emptied her bladder into my stomach. Finally the stream slowed and stopped. There were a couple more squirts and it was over.
Mamma Billie stepped back and looked at me. "You didn't spill a drop." She said. "Yer a good lil bitch-boy, you deserve a treat."
She turned around and looked over her shoulder at me. She smiled and pulled her ass cheeks open, exposing her pink asshole. My cock throbbed and fought the lock and fixture holding it down. "Pucker up bitch, Mamma needs some French kisses."
She bent far forward and stepped back until her fragrance was all I could smell. I grabbed ahold of her thighs and buried my mouth in her ass-crack. I licked and licked and licked, and then began the gentle probing and tracing that I knew from experience that my grandmother loved. She began moving her hips in a small circle, grinding my tongue into her rectum with every rotation.
I responded by stiffening my tongue and pushing it as far in as it would go, until I was tongue-fucking her dilating asshole. Mamma had two fingers up her cunt and she gasped in pleasure as I did my loving work on her gaping anus.
Mom was annoyed at having to take me back into her trailer, but she seemed too distracted to put up much of a fight. She was getting dolled up to go out. "Is Roy back?" I asked.
"Nah, that fucker disappeared." My mom said. "He always talked about moving to Florida. He probably owed someone a buncha money. Didn't even say goodbye, th'fucker. Just like yer daddy."
"So who you goin' out with?"
