Chapter 794 No Mercy For The Sluts ['Someone' Sponsored]

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Susan was extremely disappointed that Alan wasn't up for anything sexual, because she had gotten used to lots of orgams every single day, but she hadn't climaxed once since Alan left for school in the morning. She and Suzanne had hardly touched each other all day. At first, both of them were recovering from too much dildo fun in the past two days. Now that everyone was home and they were feeling better, Alan's injuries ruined any erotic mood that might have developed.

Susan decided a phone call to Brenda would help her spirits. Their friendship was growing by the day, due mainly to their frequent phone calls. Mostly it was phone sex talking about Alan, but they also talked about lots of other things during their calmer moments, with Susan generally giving Brenda a crash course in the Plummer family and its history to help her become a part of it.

However, this time, Susan craved orgasmic relief, so she tried to get to the phone sex as soon as she could. First, she broke the news about Alan's injuries, and reassured Brenda that his hurts were pretty much all superficial and easily healed.

Brenda was very concerned, naturally.

But Susan downplayed the injury as much as she could without outright lying. She figured there would be time to talk more about that later. Right now, she wanted to get to the "good stuff."

She went back to the topic of Alan fucking the "four cheerleaders" earlier. (She knew it was three cheerleaders plus one "new girl," but it was easier to describe it as four to Brenda.) She hadn't been able to cajole more details out of Alan about what had happened between him and the four girls aside from the one brief description he'd given her, but that was enough for her thoughts and fantasies to run wild.

She enthusiastically asked, "Don't you just love that Tiger is fucking cheerleaders? The whole team! AS a team, working together to serve him!"

Brenda was just as enthusiastic. "Oh, I do! I do! It just goes to show that he's such a natural master. A lord and master to them all! Are you sure it's the whole team though?"

"I'm pretty sure. There are only six cheerleaders at his high school. He's fucking at least five, for sure. But I believe he's fucking all six!"

"Oh GOD!" Brenda squealed like she'd just had an orgasm. "Have you met them?! Are they hot?! And busty?!"

"Well, you know Katherine and Amy, and they're both hot and busty. And I've met Heather, the head cheerleader, and she's very hot. And very busty! She's the stereotypical tanned beach blonde type, with a very stunning face, like one of the stars on that Baywatch show. Frankly, I don't know the rest, but I'm sure they're all sexy and stacked!"

Brenda breathed huskily while she played with her pussy, "Sweet Jesus! I hope they're all seriously stacked, like you and me. I'll bet they are!"

"I'm sure they are!" By now, Susan was busy masturbating too. Frankly, if she and Brenda would have known what Joy, Janice, and Kim would have looked like, they would have been disappointed. While all three of them were quite pretty, they weren't stunning and "stacked" the way Katherine, Amy, and Heather were. But since they didn't know, they could let their imaginations turn them into impossibly perfect beauties.

Brenda panted, "What I love best is that they apparently all know that your sexy son is fucking the others, and they're okay with that. That's just... extraordinary! It's like he's creating one harem at home and another at school! Maybe he'll make a third harem out of his sexiest teachers."

"Oh God!" Susan loved the sound of that. She was flying high, playing with her nipples and pussy while keeping her head near the receiver.

While Brenda dug deep into her slit, a new thought hit her. "You know what? I'll bet he has them do private cheerleading routines for him. Naked! Or better, half dressed. It's better if they wear part of their uniforms, like their miniskirts. What colors are their uniforms?"

"Red! All red!" Susan practically shouted that answer, simply because Brenda's words were making her so horny.

"Oh, I can picture it now. Six tremendously stacked and curvaceous cheerleaders, all jumping up and down and bouncing around, all desperate to make his cock stiff and throbbing again, so he can fuck them all some more!"

"Five!" Susan yelled.

"Five? But I thought you said there were six?"

"Yes," Susan agreed, "but don't you think it's better if five of them do their routine while the sixth one bounces up and down on his fat cock?"

Brenda laughed. "Great idea! Five it is!"

They continued to share cheerleader fantasies while masturbating until their fingers were soaked. Susan had told Brenda the few facts she knew, and from that, the two of them elaborated fantastic stories about "the rest" of the things Alan did to the four girls he was with that day, plus the two other cheerleaders for good measure.

Brenda had a particular "thing" for bondage, so thanks to her input, the six girls were soon all bound with rope.

Susan liked that a lot, and was quite vocal about it.

So as the two busty mothers talked and masturbated some more, Brenda elaborated on her bondage fantasy. "The six cheerleaders are all on the knees, with their arms bound behind their backs and their ankles bound together too! Alan has them in a line, and goes up and down it, randomly sticking his huge horse cock in their mouths!"

"Oh Gaawwwd!" Susan panted. "So hot! But what if they're in a circle instead, so they can all lick him at the same time?"

"Good idea," Brenda agreed, while steadily frigging herself. "So, with six tongues eagerly licking all over his long, stiff snake! Six! Can you believe it?! SIX!"

Susan was practically hyperventilating. "I can! I can! Dear Jesus! Oh God! Oh God!"

"He says to them, 'Listen, bitches! Here's how it's gonna be. I'm your master now, and you're my slaves! You will do ANYTHING I say from now on. ANYthing!'"

Susan gasped. She was working her clit pretty good. "But that's so rude! And forward. What if they say no?"

Brenda ingored that, and continued to speak as if she were Alan between heavy breaths, "'You six will serve me exclusively. I want all of you to break up with your boyfriends immediately! Is that understood?' The six busty babes look adoringly in his eyes and all say as one, 'Yes, Master.'"

Susan squealed, "No way! 'All as one!' I love that! Oh God, I'm gonna cum soon! But what about the fact that Angel is his sister?"

"Oh yeah. Heather asks about that. 'Alan, how can you fuck your own sister?'"

"He answers, 'Just look at her. How can I NOT fuck her? Do you have a problem with that?' But Heather just shyly bows her head. She feels the sexual power radiating from this remarkable young man, and she feels the heat coming from his crotch. She can't even manage to look there, because she knows she won't be able to control herself if she gets a glimpse of his massive trouser snake!"

Susan squealed, cutting in, "She knows her duty is to obey! To obey and serve! To endlessly pleasure his cock!"

Brenda loved the interruption. "That's right! That's right!" She failed to say more, because she was frigging herself to a nice climax.

But Susan was desperate for more. She practically begged, "What happens next? Is he playing with their big tits while they cover every inch of his hot and throbbing cock with their eager tongues?!"

"But of course," Brenda confidently agreed, while remembering to fondle her own hefty globes. "They're all almost as busty as you and me. In fact, what if we show up in the fantasy and show these cheerleaders just how good big-titted Alan slaves behave?"

"Yes, PLEASE!" Susan cried out. "You have the BEST imagination! In fact, let's pretend he fucks me in front of the ENTIRE cheerleading squad! And then he can do you! And then, spankings!" She knew Brenda would like that a lot.

Now Brenda was the one to squeal. "Yes! Yes! Spankings! While we're all tied up! Oh Jesus! He's gonna be walloping my sorry ass!"

"Wait! Wait!" Susan clutched her chest while she caught her breath. Finally, she said, "Spankings is great enough. But ropes too?! That just too out there. It's like, beyond the beyond! I don't even let myself fantasize about stuff like that."

"Why not? You think that's out there? That's nothing! Try this. Instead of ropes, what about public stocks? You know, those wooden things the Pilgrims used for punishment."

Susan breathed in awe, "Stocks?! ... Too hot!"

Encouraged, Brenda went on, "And not just any stocks. Special stocks for spanking busty, naked women! It would pretty much divide your body in two. There's a special hole to fit into, with your legs and ass on one side, and your upper body on the other side. And two other holes on each side so when you pull your arms back, they're locked in place. WHAM! The stocks are clamped down and locked in place! Now, you're just left hanging there, with your big tits dangling on one side and your ass presented like a peach on a platter on the other. You can squirm and writhe and wiggle all you want, but nothing can help. You're totally hopeless!"

Susan actually had a climax as she frigged herself while crying out, "Dear Lord! Have mercy!"

Brenda was strangely triumphant while she kept on masturbating to climax too. "There's no mercy! None! What's more, imagine a whole row of stocks like that, and with a naked cheerleader locked in each one!"

Susan screamed as she kept on cumming. "AARGH!"

"And then, and then... Alan comes walking along! Strutting like the lord and master that he is!"

"AAIIEE!"

Brenda asked, "What's he going to do?"

Susan had to wait until her orgasm finally tailed off. Then, despite her near delirious state, she somehow managed to shout in the phone, "You KNOW what he's gonna do! He's gonna fuck them all! In every hole! Until they're screaming and squirming and sweating and begging for more! Or begging him for mercy to stop, or both things at once! And, and... spankings! UGH! And they'll beg and scream and cum so hard! Oh God! Oh God!"

Brenda said, "Damn straight! After that, they'll be his forever, if they aren't already! His sex pets!"

"HNNNG! UNNNGRH!"

"But wait! There's more!"

Susan's entire body was still writhing, even though her orgasm had just come to an end. "No! Please, stop! I beg of you! I'm liable to, I dunno, horny myself to death!" It had only been a minute from her last orgasm, but she could feel another even bigger one coming on.

Brenda laughed. "There's no such thing. And when I said there's a row of public stocks, I didn't mean there's just six, one for each cheerleader. There's at least eight! That means there's room for you and me to get in line too!"

Needless to say, that aroused Susan even more, if such a thing was possible. "Mercy! Mercy! Brenda, please!"

Brenda was in a strangely authoritative mood. "Nope! No mercy for you! Now, take off your clothes, ALL your clothes! Except for your high heels, of course."

"Of course!"

"Then get down on your knees like a good slut should! Stick your head into the public stocks so you can be publicly fucked and publicly humiliated! By your lord and master!"

Susan screamed as she let go and climaxed again.

Brenda had been playing with herself too, and she also let go and screamed just as loudly. Her orgasm was so intense that she actually squirted a little bit.

The two of them continued in that vein for a half hour or more. Their big orgasms were just minor speed bumps. They loved the public stocks idea so much that they kept going with that.

By the time their mutual fantasy was over, Alan had fucked the entire cheerleading squad plus Susan and Brenda multiple times and in every hole. And it took place in a public square, with hundreds of strangers watching. He left all of his women thoroughly soaked in his cum. (Realism wasn't a high priority in their shared daydreaming.) The important thing was, both Susan and Brenda had very satisfying orgasms and felt sexually satiated.

Then, just like post-orgasmic cuddling and talking, they continued the call and talked about other things. In a lot of ways they were quite different. But they felt they were going to be close friends for a long, long time, bound together by their submissive love of Alan, so they had a seemingly endless number of things to talk about.

Before the call ended, they got to discussing the upcoming poker party and all the things that could happen. That built up their anticipation. Both of them were practically counting the minutes until the party started.