Chapter 6
Jerry was bored. He hadn't had any responses for his numerous ads in the last few weeks, and when there were no responses, and he had nothing to do, he would usually sit around his apartment and get high.
As he sat there one afternoon, he could not stop thinking about Kathy.
He had had his affair with her, before he had even thought about calling her husband
Mike and asking him to come over. He had only thought about that when he was getting bored of her, and desired money more than he did Kathy.
His desire for money was tremendous, but he felt that it was just an ordinary character-trait. He felt that most people tended to desire money, although some of them managed to hide the fact better than others. Some people managed to act as if money didn't mean a thing to them at all.
Jerry knew better. He had been poor at one time in his life, and he had hated having to live a life of poverty. He had always told himself that one day, he would be able to go into a store and buy anything that he wanted, without having to think about where the money would come from, the way his mother had.
Somehow, the woman always managed, taking money from that envelope, whose contents were supposed to go for the rent, or sometimes going out and getting a job when his father was away, selling on the road for a few days.
He had learned many of his techniques from his father, and Jerry always felt that it was really the only thing that the man had ever done for him. Of course, his father had not come out right away and told his son about the ropes, and slave training.
Jerry had just observed these things happening many times. It was the way his mother and father's relationship had always worked, although he had not been aware of that for the longest time. The first time he had ever seen his mother bound, and under the threat of his father's whip, the boy had only been thirteen.
He had been aware of the whipping sounds coming from the other room, but he had never really thought much about them.
Then, one day, when he heard them, while masturbating, he thought of going to check it out and see what was going on.
With his hard cock still in his robe, he had snuck down the hall. When he had looked into his parent's bedroom, he had seen the way his mother was lying there on the bed.
He couldn't believe the way the woman was tied, and it took him the longest time to take it all into account. Her arms seemed to be pulled back behind her body, and laced together with a thick cord.
However, she still seemed to be doubling over, as if she was in intense pain.
It was not until his father had walked over to his red haired mother, and pulled her head up so she was staring right up into his face, that Jerry finally got to see the intricate work that his father had performed on his mother.
For one thing, the boy could see that his mother's pubic hair had been shaved off. His parents had always been rather open and honest about nudity, and he would see them both walking from their bedroom to the bathroom, with absolutely nothing on.
He had always liked the look of his mother's thick red bush, and he had almost gasped when he first got a chance to see that it had all been shaved off. However, he was even more shocked at what his father had done with her tits.
He had taken a long, thin golden pin, like the kind he would sometimes wear in his shirt collar, and he had pierced the pin through her two nipples, then screwed on the end cap, so that her nipples were pressed together.
Jerry saw how much larger her tits looked that way, for they were pulled down, so that, if he hadn't seen them in their full glory, he might have thought that she had an incredibly bad case of saggy tits.
They were pulled down because there was a small link chain connected to the ends of the nipple-piercing pin, and those chains, in turn, were connected to two rings that pierced the skin, right near his mother's cunt lips.
As he looked closer, he had even been able to see her erect clit.
He had started to understand why his father had made her cut her cunt hair, too. It would have been too hard for the man to have pierced her cunt lips so perfectly, if all that hair had gotten in the way.
By piercing them, his father had been dealing with naked, easy to see lips, and he seemed to have done the greatest job.
"Now, who is the slave?" his father had asked his mother.
Jerry had looked at the woman, and he had started to realize something at that very moment. She did look like she was his slave. In fact, she looked small.
That had shocked him. His mother, when standing full and tall, was a large woman, and he had always been impressed with her size. In fact, she seemed to tower over his father, who was a much smaller man. That towering ability of hers came not only from her physical size, but from her mental make-up, too.
Basically, she was a strong, dominating woman, or so it had seemed.
There had been many times, at the dinner table, where he had listened to the two of them talking, and he had sensed that his mother was stronger. She would tell his father just what she thought the man should do to solve his problems, and then she would go on and yell at him if he didn't listen.
So, when Jerry heard his father ask his mother who was the slave, he was sure that she was going to say that he was.
But she looked up at him, and seemed to be so scared.
Her whole body was trembling, and Jerry would never forget the way his eyes kept looking at her tits and cunt. Since they were all so close together, because of the incredibly intricate system that his father had set up, he only had to look in one area, focus his vision, and he could see all.
His cock had started to pulsate harder and harder, without his even touching himself, and soon, he had shot a thick load of come all over the inside of his robe. He was still so transfixed by what he was seeing, that he stayed where he was.
"Tell me who the master is," his father said to his mother.
"You are. You are. Why do you do these things to me?" she had asked then. . "Because I have to be able to assert myself with you in some way. You're the biggest ball buster I've ever known, and I feel like a man this way."
Jerry watched the way his father's cock started to get harder. He had then pulled his mother's head up, and he had rammed his cock into her mouth.
His mother had started to gag on it, as the dick had started swelling, and Jerry could remember the way he couldn't take his eyes off his father's cock, but only for one reason. The man had a huge dick, and Jerry hoped that his would be as big one day.
His father had kept fucking his mother's face, until the man's cock had started to pulsate, and then, he had pulled it out of her mouth and jerked himself off to his orgasm, so that his cream was all over her face.
Then, he had moved his finger's to his wife's cunt, and he had started to play with her clit. Jerry had moved his eyes to his father's fingers by that time, and he watched the way the man was wiggling his wife's clit.
Jerry's mother had started to moan then, and the boy couldn't get over the way her cunt had started to get wetter. He could see the way his father's fingers were also getting wetter, and soon, his mother had been moaning.
It was not until later, at another time, that the boy had seen his father fuck his mother, and even then, she had been bound in a way.
He had put the nipple pin back on her nipples, so that her tits were stretched out in the same way, but that time, he had left off the rings that kept her cunt lips spread wide open. That time, too, her arms had been tied to the bedposts, and he had been pushing her ass and cunt up off the bed.
Jerry had watched the way his father slid his cock in and out of his mother's cunt, and he had seen a transformation even then. He had been so sure that even if his mother had not been tied up, she would still be submitting to the man's wishes.
He had started to understand the power of a big cock, without really realizing it.
When he turned eighteen, he fucked his first girl, and although he had liked the feeling of his cock inside of her spasming cunt, he had thought she was a bitch. Her name was Melanie, and she - was one of the hottest looking girls at the college he was attending.
The fact that she had agreed to go out with him has shocked him at first.
But then, right before the date, his roommate had told him why.
"Some of the guys were talking, about the big crank that you have. They all see it in the showers, and they're all jealous of it. Somehow, one of the girls found out about it, and word got around. Melanie wants it."
She was a sensational looking blonde, and she had a place of her own.
They had gone back there, after Melanie made Jerry take her out for dinner, and then, she had started to make love to him.
That was the way he always remembered it. She had wanted him to lay back on the bed, and since she had seemed much more experienced than he was, he had done just what she wanted him to do. The blonde had taken off all of her clothing, and then, she had started to kiss him on the lips.
As he was reaching for her nipples, and pinching them, she had slapped his hand away, and she had told him that she didn't want him to touch her. All that she wanted to do was touch him, and that was what happened.
Melanie had licked her way down his body, opening his shirt and sucking on his nipples, just for the shortest amount of time.
It had been an incredible turn-on anyway, since no one else had ever done that to Jerry before. When he had started masturbating, he would only play with himself, and after jerking off so many times, it was like being in a whole new world, having someone who was going to touch him and turn him on.
She had unbuttoned his pants, and then she had started to pull them down. She just pulled them down to his ankles, and then, she had looked at his hard cock, which was sticking straight up in the air.
For the next few seconds, she had seemed to be transfixed. She had started to massage his dick with both of her hands, and he had loved that feeling.
Then, she had moved her mouth down to his cock shaft, and she had started to lick the very tip of his cock. Soon, he had noticed the saliva that was dribbling down the sides of his shaft, and Melanie had moved her hand to the base of his cock, and she had started to pump the shaft up and down.
In a sense then, although she had told him she would suck him off, she was only jerking him off, licking the tip of his cock at the same time. Since no one had ever done that to him before, he had loved the way it felt.
It had only taken him a short time to come, and when she had sensed that he would be coming, she had pulled her mouth away, and pointed his cock upwards, so that the come started to pour out all over his belly.
Jerry would never forget thinking that it was almost like he was jerking himself off, for that was where the come usually landed.
He had said nothing, however, for as soon as his cock had gone a little bit limp, Melanie had started to straddle him. She had rubbed his cock against her cunt lips, and then, she had sat down on him.
Only then did she let Jerry move his fingers all over her tits, but he had never let him pluck at her nipples too hard. She kept moving around, but not up and down, until he could feel the way her cunt muscles were starting to spasm. Then, when his cock began to get stiff in her cunt, she had started to moan loud. Soon, she was riding his cock up and down, pulling herself up all the way, so that only his cock head was between her cunt lips, and then, she would ride it down.
Jerry had come rather fast then, too, and she hadn't minded. In fact, she had told him that she wanted to be with him again.
The second time he was with her, she performed the same way with him, and he was not as content as he had been the first time.
He knew why. Between their two sexual encounters, he had fucked one other girl, and she had been the most passive thing he had ever come across. He had loved it when he was on top of her, and he had loved the way she had moaned, and submitted to him. Each time he had thrust his cock in and out of her cunt, he had thrust in hard so that his balls slapped against her ass.
He and June had been a sweaty mass of flesh, whereas, he could hardly even remember sweating when he had been with Melanie.
Of course, Melanie seemed like the kind of girl who didn't like to sweat.
After he had been with Melanie a second time, and she told him that she wanted to see him again, he had started thinking.
It was almost Thanksgiving time, and he decided that he wouldn't be with her before going home. When he went home, he had a long talk with his father about sex, and it was the first time that they had ever talked about it.
He told his father about the two different girls he was fucking, and how, although he had a hotter time with June, he still preferred Melanie, and knew that he would rather be with her than with June.
"But Melanie is a real ball buster. She likes to be the dominant one, and ..."
His father had started to laugh then, and Jerry was sure that the man was going to start telling him about his own experiences, which was what happened.
"You would think that your mother would be the dominant one with me, considering the way the two of us always act in public. However, she knows that if she ever tried anything like that with me, she would pay for it.
"I've learned that when you have a cock, and a woman wants that cock, you can make that woman do anything you want her to do. Also, some ropes wouldn't hurt. You have to get the bitch into a subservient position.
"Remember, Jerry, all women are bitches, and they should be trained to serve the man who is going to take care of them. I've been like that with your mother all the time, ever since I realized she was getting too strong for me. I guess I must have realized that about a year after we were married, but no later than that."
"I know," Jerry told his father, and the man smiled.
"I know that you know. I've been aware of the fact that you spy on us for the last few years, and all I can say is that I hope you've been learning something from it. I've also seen your cock, boy, and I know that it's even bigger than mine. With a cock like that, you can rule the world if you want to."
Jerry had started to smile then, and later, when his mother had gone out shopping, and he and his father had time alone, his father had shown Jerry some of the chains and whips that he would use on his wife.
Then, he had given Jerry a thick leather rope, and some nipple clamps, and he had told his son to go and get that bitch Melanie again.
"And this time, you let her know that you're the one in control. If she tries anything, you slap that bitch hard across the face. You beat her until she knows that you're being kind in even letting her remain alive."
He would never forget the first time had had done that with her.
He had gone over to her apartment, and while she was in the bathroom, he had slipped the rope under the pillow, so that she wouldn't know what hit her.
Then, she had come into the room, naked and lovely. His cock had started to respond, even though he was still dressed. She had gotten on top of him, and she had started to kiss him all over the lips.
Jerry had loved the way that felt, since she was naked, and he was not.
Then, he had pulled a switch on her, by rolling over on top of her. He had felt the way she was trying to fight back, but he knew that he was stronger, and once he was on top of her, he stayed right there.
He had started to pull her hands up over her head, and soon, she wasn't even resisting that much, which had startled him. It was easy then to start lacing the leather rope around her wrists, and once he had pulled it tight, he started to knot it before wrapping it around her wrists a few more times.
Then, she had realized how powerless she was. For Jerry had sat up on top of her, and she had started to pull her hands apart, in vain, of course.
He had reached for the nipple clamps then, and he had stuck one on each of her nipples. They were small clips, with teeth that cut into her flesh when they were closed, and he had laughed as he watched her suffer.
"I've had you taking control for a long time now, and it's time for me to be the one in control now. I want to show you what a man can be like."
He started to strip off his shirt, and his pants, and he felt almost as if their roles were reversed, since he was the one on top of her now.
Once he had pulled off his pants, and she had gotten a look at his hard cock, he could see how scared she was. In some ways, he thought that it was understandable.
His cock was quite a piece of prized meat, and it was one thing for her to suck the tip and jerk him off. It was quite another for her to be tied, so that he could feed her his cock the way that he wanted to.
He had pried her mouth open, and then, he had started to work his cock between her lips. However, he knew that she could try something with him, and he decided that he had better issue a warning from the start.
Jerry moved his hand back to her nipple, and pressed the clamp tighter, so that it was cutting into her nipple even more.
"Don't try to bite me, Melanie, you bitch, otherwise I'm going to pinch this thing so hard, that it'll cut your nipple right off. You'd still be a beauty, but you'd be minus one of these lovely pink nipples. Just think of what a flaw that would be, when you go out and really become the whore that you are."
He had started to laugh then, and he had moved his hand to the back of her head, so that he could start to fuck her face.
He loved the way it sounded when his balls slapped against her chin, and he loved the look of fear in her eyes. In fact, he could remember the way her eyes looked like they were ready to bulge right out of her head.
Jerry started to play with her cunt then, for he thought that it would make things easier for her if he kept her turned on while fucking her face.
He started to wiggle her clit back and forth, and he could feel the way her cunt was starting to get wetter and wetter by the second.
When that happened, she started to take his cock deeper into her throat, much more easily, and of course, that had turned Jerry on even more.
He had fucked her face faster, and it was not long before he was shooting a thick load of come, right into her throat. By that time, he had not only worked up a sweat, but he could feel how wet she was beneath him.
That had been one of the greatest turn-ons of all, knowing that he had made her so hot, that she was sweating like a pig.
"Keep sucking, bitch," he had said to her. "Keep sucking. I want to feel my cock getting hard in your mouth again. Then I'm going to plow it right into your cunt and you're going to really feel it."
She had sucked harder, and he had even felt the way she was flicking her tongue back and forth over the tip of his shaft. That was the most sensitive part of his cock, and soon, he had been hard again.
He pulled himself out of her mouth, and as he was sliding his way down her body, pressing himself against her, he could hear the way she was moaning loud.
"Please, don't fuck my cunt as hard as you fucked my face. I beg you. You'll kill me if you keep doing it like that."
"Stuff it, bitch," he had screamed at her, and then, he had rammed his way in.
He had started to thrust his cock in and out of her cunt fast and hard, so that his balls kept slapping against her ass each time that he moved in. It only took about fifteen seconds before Melanie had been changing her tune.
She had started to moan and tell him how great she was feeling, and how sensational it was to be feeling that way for the very first time in her life.
Although he had thought that he should be surprised to hear that from her, he was not at all surprised. She had never been trained to take it the way a bitch should, and so, she had never really had a good fucking before.
He was happy about being able to change her, and when he had started to come inside of her cunt, she had been begging him for more.
It was not long before Jerry had fucked almost every girl on campus, and he had made them all cater to his cock.
He had gotten through life that way, knowing that he could train women, and he was happy about the fact that his dick had made him rich.
He would see people going to work from nine to five, for so many years of their lives, and he would notice the way some of them would just manage to get by. He hated to even associate with people like that.
But he had made it all on his own, training women who were either wives, fiancées, or daughters, of men who could afford to pay him, but just didn't have it in them to train the girls themselves. After all, Jerry knew, it took a special skill to be a bitch trainer. You had to put up with some tough bitches who were convinced that they could not be trained, and you had to be hard with them.
Sometimes you had to even draw blood, a thing that Jerry didn't really enjoy doing all that much, but still, a thing that was necessary at times.
Now, as he sat in his living room, he wished that someone would be there, so he could treat her like a bitch. He wished that he would get a call soon, and-when none came, the only thing that made him relax more was another snort of cocaine. '
When he was high, he could do nothing, and not care about it.