Soon joined by our experiments and Anya. As before, with our sadomazohistskih games, I played the role of a slave (or, now, slaves), and encouraged their ublazhal housewives (more precisely, the hosts: Anechka also vyryadilas in male costume, and even drew a antennae). After bullying and beatings, I was raped by two (because of the lack of a second falloimitatora they had to, me, send it to each other). Ana also liked to rape defenceless victims, but it took more like lesbian love session that followed immediately after the violence. The presence Anechki me, frankly, embarrassing. Make the girl witnessed such an unprecedented humiliation, I do not want, and after three or four joint meetings, I managed to convince Ghali, that it is better we do so together. The agreement was reached, and we have continued to delight our unnatural experiments, opening itself to new sensations ...
However, the idyll lasted long. Galka become roughly, and this is not like a joke. Month after two hardships I started the role of eternal slave and tried it on this hint. We are walking in the park, and I had every reason to believe that when foreign Galka not sunset scandal. And so it happened - with an innocent smile, she assured me that all this is simply a joke, a game, and should not take that to heart. However, the same day flogging was particularly ill. I, negligible whores, not thought to complain. Galka, it seems "zatsiklilas."
The crisis escalate. Sexual pleasure derived from my communications with the towering nasilnitsey has prevailed over moral flour, stretched pain in the rear passage, which was already familiar, and suffering from regular singer. However, as its growing coarseness and cruelty, our gap became inevitable. And so it happened.
I well remember this, incurred last meeting, after which I realized that I can not longer tolerate torture and humiliation too temperamentnoy my girlfriend. This evening etched in my memory in detail. I even remember all the swearing, which I got my tormentress crumble:
-- Work is well, bitch, otherwise you make a whore - "papochka" collapsed in the chair, I stood naked on chetverenkah doing it "minet" - Want to become a prostitute to a group men? They will trahat thee in all holes, albeit in a circle and zalyut sperm. You will be a good davalkoy, spermoglotkoy, poblyadushka ... Do you want this?
-- All that say, the landowner.
But "papochka" already instituted:
-- No, I better sell you women, cruel to women who loved to humiliate other women. You will be vylizyvat his arse. Immediately three, four, five women, they would be to split whips you, you will vylizyvat their boots, they will use you as toilets, whore! And will trahat, trahat you in asses. It you have already become a working crack like whores. And after you log there will be zasunut.
"Papochka" takes skakalku:
-- Talk, problyad, will be obedient?
-- Yes, boss, - responding with moans, squirm from hlestkih strikes.
-- Razdvigay asses, whore.
I obediently lie down on the breast linoleumny floor and parted hands buttocks. It is right - anus I have long been turned into a working crack, he vlazhen, expanded and clean. Fallos is easily. Movement papochki "grave and dramatic, but I am already accustomed to this. She usual movements "screw" on two of its ear and it seems, will soon end. Habitually forward to a long-awaited offensive orgasm. Erection as always very strong, a member impinges on the pupok. Initiation is increasing. To help yourself with your hands is prohibited - can earn more lashes, and I have enough for today. She upivaetsya delight, the man working thighs, nasazhivaya me ever deeper in the rubber member, osypaya shlepkami and insults. This time, "Grigory" to the first lie for a while, then brutally vydernul fallos from me and stood up. I stand prohibited. I remain, and brought forward the resignation of my tormentress to the bathroom, dreams podrochit. This time she did not hurry. She takes horse, I have to face:
-- Now requested that I possal you mouth ...
I am guilty, otherwise, it vysechet me. I stand on chetverenkah, "papochka" stands on top. Warm, pahuchaya urine sex on the back, shoulders, neck, buttocks felt its warmth and hips.
-- I do not think wash without an order. Slaves should smell urine gentleman ...
She treplet me for Dog-collar, which I now pokachivaya burden and thigh, went out of the room. And I stand on chetverenkah (can not get up!), Urine flooded, with a member protruding knee, vytirayu cloth urine from the floor and feel like zakipaet rage in me. Hlopnula bathroom door - water procedures completed - opened and closed the kitchen door. This sterva went to a coffee! I stand, and a decisive step forwards to the bathroom. I go, slam the door before the nose angry housewives. Includes shower. Through the noise of water with a smile listening to her cries. Is it so became a role that thinks that I am afraid it? And this is what? Hand natykaetsya at Dog-collar. Was shot, thrown into the corner. Enough of slavery. A member is still worth it. Svolochi, had not even ended! Well, all right, now I have her to teach a lesson! Zataskivayu to swing open the door and it inward. Immediately gashu attempts to resist a blow in the stomach. From the surprise bend it in half. Hair wound in the arm and cannot over her bathtub. It halatik, nabroshenny at naked body. Zadirayu it up and immediately, without preparation embed a member of his entire length. No, better not there. Remove, move a little higher. From constant contact with a rubber fallosom upper hole surrounded by a red ring. It is designed not worse than I have. Vgonyayu sharp blow. It is something mychit, but no longer resists. Maybe this trick? In any case do not grasp weakens. It starts dolbit. It seems that it is beginning podmahivat? Unbelievable! Maybe this trick, too? However, I no longer important. Ravaged by a long initiation, I ends very quickly and with pleasure. Concha, a member of the sexes vytirayu her robe, and'm turns. My men's clothes lay in the hallway. Dressing and get.
-- Kostya! -- She crying.
Her voice is genuine grief that stopping and just was not coming back earlier. But remember the smell of urine, with the current zhurchaniem me on the back and flowing warm struykoy on the stomach and thighs, and make a decisive step forward.
Day two, she called. To say that often remembers me that she was very upset, as I raped her, that perhaps it is precisely this and wanted, and, generally, that it was ready to start everything anew, and if I want it now will always be slaves and I master, and then she burst into tears. I rather coldly informed her that the passion for experimentation, I priutihla, and that I do not want to be neither a slave nor master nor rape or be raped. More we have not seen it.
I, too, sometimes with warmth remember my towering Galku neistrebimoy with her passion for experimentation and hatred of the gray and fresh sex. Still, it gave me a lot and learn a lot. And not her fault that I may have proved it too zakompleksovannym type, dared not rushed to head into the abyss of sexual experiments. In short, not shared, or, more precisely, temperament.
Thus ended my second consecutive experiment to determine its location on the interval between homo-and hetero-. And, although it was only a simulation of same-sex, a kind of "virtual" homosexuality, "tselka" has been "broken", "chimney prochischen" and I lost the rear of his innocence.
I must say that this experience left a bitter mark in the soul. Hammer has been long forgotten, and in general, I try not to remember his "shame". Only a month since the anus reminded of it after a slight tingle defecation. Until a few years separates me from my third consecutive cases of "adventures".
And all started with great misfortune that occurred to me because of my own stupidity. Guys, do not drink while driving! Neither the glass! Neither the pharynx! Happened to me made me an absolute trezvennikom driving.
That day I did not want to go anywhere. I parked his Opel at home and sat down dinner. For dinner, I bought a beer and now with pleasure zapival zhigulevskim fresh dumplings. I dopival second bottle, when Lech phoned my buddy and said that he finally received a calculation (he walked into the sea electromechanics) and invites me to the restaurant. I had to pick only work with his cousin Irina with the girl, and then come to him and "otmazat" from his wife.
Irina worked in the salon. We have already met two or three times in the company, our relationship has not gone beyond flirting easy, but we obviously liked each other, the first bridges were cleaned up and already began to appear early signs that might erupt between us quite stormy romance. Maybe it would have already happened in our last meeting, if not for the presence of her husband's Irina, querulous gall zanudy, whose name I do not even remember. Naturally, inviting Irina, Lech chose to her girlfriend, Leggy blond Viku, glupovatuyu, but beautiful and, most importantly, as to. Thus, my plans for Irina could be implemented this evening.
The only obstacle was that the hairdresser, where the girl worked, was at one end of town, Lech lived in another, a restaurant, which we decided to make happy with his presence in this evening, in the third. And the time has been limited. If I had not drank beer, I could catch turn into an hour. Yes, in the end, which I drank there something! And I decided, stupidity which I was able to assess after just half an hour. For insurance were pochischeny teeth and bought zhvachki tutu.
Vzrevel motor, and I suffered through the narrow streets, roundabout numerous pit. Here, finally, more or less smooth plot. You can add gas. Where did this old? I am ready poklyastsya that second ago it was not here. She vynyrnula due pritormozivshego right bus. Leg hard pressure on the brake. The wheels slide on wet asphalt from the recent rain. Machine slightly develops. Rudder left. It seems kept. Where is old? Why is it? After all, even shock was not! Begu to it. Where immediately so many people? After all, it was just empty. And this was not babki. She probably got off the bus. Even children know that the rear of the bus pass, rather than the front. It is not the bus? That did not stop? And what is it? I do not believe their eyes. All is even worse than I had - polustershiesya, poorly visible under the mud and puddles, but still - strips "zebra" pedestrian crossing. The bus stopped passing pedestrians. And this was the first woman Seated now on the asphalt and hand rubbing the left leg, peremezhaya prichitaniya with the curse to me. Babulya, yes, I thee now in the hospital, I treated all of you ... I ... Siren. SAI or Emergency? Soon. What with it, doctor? Why X-ray? Do you think ... Let us help. Yes, I inadvertently, grandmother, no swearing! What? Documents? Yes, Sergeant, now. How do you quickly ... Yes do not need the protocol, why? Expertise? What expertise? Yes I am sober. Listen, Sergeant, come from good treaty. Why late? So, where to breathe? Yes I am just a little bit of beer! Where to go? Yes you that? Weather! I am ...
And here I am in the office of the inspector. The walls are painted grey-green oil paint. A window - a desk, behind him man writes something cheap ballpoint pen. Sitting opposite. Desktop lamp is not included, and I start to dream, as defendants feel uncomfortable with its blinding light on the hours of relentless questioning ministers Femidy. However, I soon fishing myself thinking that I have now - also a defendant. From awareness of this terrible truth from a bottom-hot wave of panic rises horror. My throws in sweat, the heart begins to beat against besheno. Before the eyes of all floats. The investigator, relatively young, about thirty years, suddenly in an elegant suit, businesslike strochit anything, without raising his eyes. I can not concentrate. Another half an hour ago I was driving to the party, the whole of dreams about the upcoming adventure with pyshnogrudoy Iroy. And now ... The machine in the sediment, I am questioning ... With hardly understand what I asked. Before the eyes - ruthless words written medeksperta koryavym "doctoral" handwriting - "alcohol". This is something from two bottles of beer? Yes in the West that have long allowed.
Name? Name? Date of birth? Something answer, and the feverishly trying to find a way out of the situation. What I have in the organs? A former classmate Sashka ... No, he gaishnik simple, but here - Criminal Investigation. This is something I criminal? What a delirium! A couple of times nevpopad answer. I remember good person gaishnika baleen, which measures trace of braking. He then ran to my Opel shtrafploschadki. Opelek I nekazisty but powerful. I am moving engine. They had to grind in the valve. Work that requires precision. What? Yes entire bottle of beer. No, the truth! How did I know why. As in the camera? That you seriously? Legs podgibayutsya, where uplyvaet somewhere in the side wall. By the throat podstupaet nausea. There is no need in a cell, please! It seems I am now for the first time in life to the point of exhaustion in fainted. Able to move to a chair. Nausea retreat. Raise our eyes to the investigator. He had a pleasant person, fashionable hair, closely cropped hair neatly antennae, eyes only some colorless. I recall that his name is Oleg. He somehow smiles. What do you both feel glad, gad? What? When appear? Tomorrow? Before I got gradually comes that I have been released. Raised at the feet of cotton, lashes out.
To this day, my life potekla on the principle: "Poor worse ... ... ... very bad ... even worse." As in the anecdote: "I knew that striped life, but complaining recently to bad luck, I did not know that it was a white stripe." I regularly visited the investigator and with each visit is increasingly strengthened the idea that to avoid prison, I will fail. Broken leg grows together poorly, advanced age affect the victim, so the projected period of temporary incapacity doctors threatened to stretch for a couple of months. Proportionately him and extendable term, with sadistskoy usmeshkoy promised me "me" the investigator. He added every year on, and finally promised me at least five years of general regime. He signs all reports horrors awaiting me in the zone. According to him, these five years, I will, basically, face to the wall, as well as because of my smazlivoy mordy, blatnye certainly make me a rooster. In doing so, each time he added that all could it be otherwise, if not present in the conclusion of my medeksperta alcohol. "Here if this leaf of paper was not here, you would get a maximum of two years probation."
