Annette returned, she was carrying a large funnel. Stooping down, Annette forced the end of the funnel into Aunt Martha's mouth and into the back of her throat.
Martha's jaw was forced open by the widening funnel at her lips while the tip of the funnel ended just past the back of her tongue. Martha tried to move her tongue to block the opening but found it impossible. Whatever was going to fill the funnel would find an unrestricted passage directly into her throat.
Using duct tape, Master Annette wrapped the funnel and then ran the tape around Martha's head to secure it in place. Satisfied that the funnel was secure, Annette took several long pieces of tape and placed them over Martha's nose. Martha was now forced to breathe through the funnel opening.
'You will learn to swallow fast, Slave Martha!' Annette said. 'Or you will drown.'
When Master Annette finished and stood up, Anna straddled the funnel and stood looking down at the large dark opening. From behind, Annette took hold of a corner of the tape and with one movement stripped the entire piece from Anna's crotch.
Anna screamed from the shock, although there was only a slight stinging pain from the tapes quick removal. Looking between her legs Anna watched as glop after glop fell against the sides and made its way to the bottom hole of the funnel.
With the funnel obstructing her view upward, Martha could not see what was happening and her upbringing would not let her even imagine what was about to enter her mouth. The still thick liquid flowed down through the funnel and filled the opening to her only air source.
It took a few moments before Martha realized what it was, that was quickly filling her throat. She swallowed the liquid as fast as she could. She swallowed, suppressing the urge to inhale, as more continued to fill the funnel behind it. She tried to breathe out and force the liquid away from her air hole and take another breath, but the liquid filled the funnel so quickly that when she drew in a breath she only sucked in more liquid. Swallowing was her only choice.
Martha began to think about what she was being forced to drink. She turned her eyes to the side and saw the huge black cock hanging between the slave's thighs. She stared at the long black cock and began to think about what it would feel like to have it in her mouth. He began to imagine her tongue rubbing against it as it moved past her lips and sank into her throat. Martha realized how perverted her thinking had become, but she couldn't help wanting that cock. She tried to put it out of her mind but each time she drank the black slave's sperm, she felt cheated somehow, that she could not have that magnificent cock in her mouth. She began to wonder what it would be like to have that thick black slave's cock in her dripping cunt.
The sucking of her clit and pussy lips by her grandson, had been the most erotic thing, sexually, that had happened to her in her whole life. The thought of it kept repeating itself over and over in her mind, and made her clit swell and burn with desire.
Seeing that the flow of sperm from young Anna's tiny cunt had trickled to a slow drip Annette bent down at the side of Martha's head and looked into her eyes. They were dazed as though Martha was not fully behind them.
'If you drink everything from the funnel without spilling a drop,' Annette spoke to Martha. 'I'll let your granddaughter play with your wrinkled old cunt. You'd like that wouldn't you?'
'Mnfff,mmmmmnnnnffff,' Martha answered with her mouth filled with funnel. Her eyes stared back wide into Annette's, and she started to move her hips at the thought of her granddaughter playing with her pussy. She nodded slightly with acceptance.
'O.K. then,' said Annette. 'But if you refuse or spill any liquid from the funnel, I'll have to punish your little granddaughter Anna for your disobedience!'
Martha nodded her head again to acknowledge her acceptance, betraying her eagerness for sex, for any kind of sex. She wiggled her hips in a wide circle in anticipation of what was to come as she watched Annette stand.
'Anna,' Annette spoke. 'Now I need you to piss into the funnel. Squat down lower so you don't miss and pee for your grandma.'
Anna bent her knees and pushed slightly with her stomach muscles. The funnel filled quickly with the heavy stream from the little girl. When it was almost at the half way mark of the funnel, it slowed to a dribble and then stopped.
Martha was gulping furiously to clear the funnel. With each swallow she wondered how much she had to drink before she could breath again.
Annette led Anna to stand between Martha's spread open legs. Anna was pushed down gently till she was sitting on the ground with her knees up and her hands resting on the ground behind her. Annette picked up Anna's right foot and pushed the big toe into the sopping wet folds of Martha's puffy cunt lips.
'Anna,' Annette said. 'I will return and expect to see your entire foot inside your grandma's cunt. If any portion of your foot is showing below the ankle, I will have you tied to one of the gate posts and whip your little cunt till its raw. Then I'll let both my slaves fuck your painful little pussy till it bleeds. Do you understand me?'
'Yes,' Anna said remembering the last time she disobeyed.
Annette turned to see the male slave bringing Deb's husband up from the cellar. She watched as Deb's husband, Mike, struggled uselessly to free himself from the massive slave's grip. Mike was brought to stand in front of Annette.
Looking down between Mike's legs, Annette saw the thin semi-erect cock of the tall men. She reached forward and caressed it as though it was a long lost friend. She stroked it tenderly watching it grow slightly in her hands. Annette knelt down and placed the tip of Mike's cock on her warm tongue. She closed her eyes and moaned as she took the entire length into her mouth. Pulling her head back slowly, she let the cock slip from her lips and stood to look into Mike's eyes.
Annette backed away from Deb's husband to get a better look at his fully erect and thin cock. Watching Mike's eyes, Annette could see Mike staring at her scantly clad body with desire. Annette turned her head and looked back at Deb. From the expression on Deb's face she knew that Deb had noticed her husbands excitement too.
Annette began to trace her body with her hands, slowly, while she stared into Mike's eyes. 'Do you like what you see Mike?' Annette asked in a seductive voice. 'My body is so hot for a real man, one that can satisfy my desires.' Stepping forward Annette reached between Mike's legs again and caressed his balls sliding her hand gently under them and watching Mike's reaction.
Mike felt his pulse race and his cock grow longer with the touch of the beautiful woman's gentle caress. Her body was gorgeous beyond description. He looked over toward his slut wife, Deb, with disgust and turned his attention back to the scantly clad woman before him.
'I want to make love to you. Would you like to make love to me Mike?' Annette asked knowing the answer even though Mike didn't say a word. 'I'm sure your wife would love to watch how a real man makes love to a beautiful woman.'
Mike looked again at the slut that was once his wife. He needed to prove himself in the worst way. He had been humiliated sexually by all of his family and forced to do the most disgusting things by his once loving wife and her brother. Deb had hurt him, defiled him and belittled him, making him seem less than the man. It was payback time and Mike was going to pay his wife back good.
Mike nodded his head up and down as he stared into his wife's eyes. He watched as Annette stepped back and started to remove her clothes slowly. He was breathless as he watched the beautiful form of the woman only a few feet away from his own naked body.
'Tell me that you want me Mike,' Annette spoke in husky, deep exhaling tones as she removed her top and dropped it to the ground in front of him. 'Tell me that you need my body to satisfy your lust.'
Annette slipped her left hand over her leather panties, cupping her crotch while she pulled the tie strings on her right hip. The right side string of her panties dropped away. Switching hands, she placed her right hand onto her crotch and pulled the tie string on her left hip. Her hand pressed the small black patch against her crotch keeping it from falling to the floor.
'I want to make love to you,' Mike spoke. 'I want to caress your body and feel myself become part of you.'
Keeping her right hand in place Annette pulled the leather panties from between her hand and pussy, and tossed it at Mike's feet.
'I need you Mike,' Annette spoke, never taking her hand away from her crotch. 'I need you so badly. My body burns for you to be inside me. Take me here, Mike. Make love to me right here, right now!'
Annette stepped forward and with her free hand she stroked Mike's already hard cock. She rubbed her breasts against his chest and whispered how hot she was for him into his ear. She bit his earlobe playfully and pulled
