“No you can’t strap me any more. I am just too sore.”
“That was not what I asked you. Do you agree or else we start the strapping again.”
“I agree, I agree.”
She was on her knees as Tim’s cock was presented to her mouth within seconds. Tom was in no hurry as he offered up his prick to her very wet pussy. He had not realized that pussies got this wet and played the head around the moisture before easing it into the warm welcoming orifice. It was at exactly this moment that Miss Bent came to the conclusion that if she could ignore who was doing this to her she could love what was being done. Every Wednesday that she was strapped ended with her masturbating furiously to her most enjoyable orgasms. Mr. Cook never lasted long enough or bothered whether she orgasmed and she had never done so in his company.
Tom’s cock was being much gentler than his father’s ever was. This was purely because Tom knew that he was so close to cumming that if he speeded up he would cum immediately. Tim was just as excited but was too scared to fuck his Tutor’s mouth but loved the way her tongue was playing with him.
Miss Bent was now fully accepting of the situation and was increasingly hoping that the prick buried in her pussy could be the first to trigger her orgasm. She was very quickly to be disappointed as from behind her Tom roared as he quickly pumped what seemed like gallons of cum deep inside her. This triggered Tim who briefly thought it would be polite to take his cock out of her mouth before he came. His arousal got the better of him and he squirted time and time into her mouth and throat.
For the second time in half an hour Miss Bent was left defeated and frustrated. Spunk was pouring out of her pussy and down her chin. Nothing was said as the boys swapped places and the half erect cock of Tom was demanding entry into her mouth.
This was not what attracted her attention as Tim’s fingers played with her bottom. His middle finger found it’s target and pushed past her tight sphincter. Nothing had ever done the journey in that direction and she was shocked to find that it was not unpleasant. This certainly was a day of firsts. The finger fucked her and she felt her bottom relax and welcome it.
It was with great disappointment that she felt the digit removed. Now a surprisingly hard cock was playing around near where the finger had been. She was excited by it but also confused and scared. She hardly noticed the swelling prick in front of her as it found her mouth was just open enough to push through. As the prick behind her thrust forward it slipped from her bottom and entered her gaping pussy in one movement.
Both boys were now slightly more in control of their erect pricks. Tom was comfortable pushing his cock in and out of her mouth while Tim developed a rhythm with his prick stroking long and firmly. Her third cock in an hour was hitting all the right places. She knew she should be protesting but in fact relaxed completely contenting herself that there was nothing she could do to stop this very wrong situation.
It was the very thought of how wrong this was that suddenly hit her and with no warning an orgasm enveloped her so strongly that she stopped breathing. The fact that she could not let the boys see that she was in ecstasy led to her trying to suppress the violent spasms that gripped her. The very fighting to suppress it made it roll on and on until she was afraid she would pass out. Was it one very long one or more than one, either way she was left totally drained and very satisfied when she was released from its grip.
As hard as he had tried to make it last Tim had cum hard deep inside her as her pussy had repeatedly squeezed his erection. Tom had not cum and back in control of her body she worked hard to give him the best experience she could. When she reached forward and played with his large balls he quickly emptied an amazingly large load into her warm mouth.
There was quietness for a couple of minutes with all three reflecting on what had just happened. Eventually it was Miss Bent who sitting up and trying to regain some dignity said.
“We never talk about this evening again do you both understand?”
They never did talk about again.
When she left the household five months later every Wednesday night had included some form of spanking, strapping or even caning followed by the very willing Tutor being fucked silly. They didn’t need to talk about that first time.
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