Date: Fri, 1 Oct 2004 13:03:08 -0400 From: kicky1000@yahoo.com Subject: Hot Wired Hot Wired by Little Dan "Gordon Electric," said Melanie, picking up the ringing phone. "Okay. Let me write down the address. Yeah. Okay. They'll be there between nine and ten tomorrow morning." Melanie hung up the phone and came into my office with a sheet off a pad. She handed it to me." "They need the whole house rewired," she said. I told them you'd be there between nine and ten tomorrow morning." I looked at the note. "Yeah, okay," I said. I put the address in the in-basket on my desk, and went back to figuring out how many switches and outlets I needed to order. "Are we gonna get together tonight?" asked Melanie, lingering in my office. "Yeah, sure," I said, "we'll go out for a bite to eat around six." "And then we'll go up to my place," she finished. "Right." I started playing with my cock behind the desk, knowing I was gonna get laid tonight. Melanie was a hot fuck. And she really loved my cock. She loved pulling down my zipper, and feeling into my boxer shorts through the fly, and stroking my hot meat until it was real thick and hard, and then she'd work it out through the flyhole. At this point she would get down on her knees in front of me to worship my piece. She would start licking it up and down, working her salivary glands to get her mouth dripping wet, and then clamp her hot jaws around my dick, letting it slide back over her tongue. She would crouch low so that her throat was in a long straight line from her mouth, and she would push on my ass to get me to work my dick past the mouth, way down deep into the hot clutching cavern of her esophagus. She would have liked it if I had shot my whole load down her throat, but I didn't want the evening to be over so quickly. I had a couple of hours of fucking left in me. Then we would get on the bed, and I would plow her hot pussy in every position that had ever been tried by man. She just loved getting fucked, and I was only too happy to oblige her. And she knew very well that secretaries were a dime a dozen, and could easily be replaced. She knew her very livelihood depended on her talented mouth and cunt. "Okay, you can go." I waved my hand dismissing her from my office and went back to my calculations. I was a boss who knew how to take good advantage of the employees. Gordon Electric had been my father's company, and he trained me from an early age in everything electric. He knew one day I would take over the company. And of course, being my father's son, I was immediately admitted into the union. When dad had had enough, he and mom retired to Florida where he could play golf every day. And then the business was mine. Over the last few years I had developed a hiring strategy. I had had several secretaries, whom I kept until I got tired of their cunts, and now it was Melanie. I didn't know how much longer she would last. I was starting to get itchy pants again. Lusting for something new. Of course, she thought we were on the threshold of an engagement, that very soon she was gonna be Mrs. Ernie Gordon. But hell man, no way. I just let her think that for my own convenience. I was used to using people, and it was fun. And it was profitable. The three guys who worked for me were virtually my slaves. I paid them very little and treated them like shit. Stupid motherfuckers. And there was nothing they could ever do about it. I had it all planned out. They were all illegal immigrants who wanted to stay in the country. And guess what? They didn't have their green cards. I could pay them whatever I wanted, and treat them however I wanted, and there wasn't diddly shit that they could do about it. And they were all terrific trained electricians. Trained back in the old country by skilled craftsmen. First there was Paddy from Ireland. He was about thirty-five years old. Real tall with shaggy red hair. He was a big handsome powerful guy, with a hot temper. Those giant paws of his could do the most amazing things with copper wire. I think he was wanted back in Ireland for almost beating his wife to death in a drunken rage, when he found out she was screwing the butter maker. I loved to curse him out and watch his delicate white skin flush into a hot pink, as he tried to control his anger, and struggled to keep from beating me, his boss, into a pulp. Rafael was from the Dominican Republic. About twenty-seven. He was tall too. But lean. And he had a swarthy complexion. There was something shifty about his eyes. I didn't quite trust him. I think he had been running a drug ring on the side back home, and had escaped in the nick of time before the authorities closed in. So he couldn't go back. He was trapped here with me. With me abusing his sorry ass. I say that only figuratively. My abuse was strictly emotional. I loved to watch his handsome face try to remain impassive as I was telling him what a stupid fuck he was, that he had shit for brains, and everything he did was lousy. None of this was true, but it was my way of keeping him under control. Letting him know who was boss. Me. The third member of my beloved little trio was Dmitri. The same age as Paddy. He had come over from mother Russia, and was on the hideout from the Russian mob after he had tried but failed to take over a department store conglomerate in Moscow. His ass was grass if the mob ever found it. Of course I had no intention of turning him over to the mob, but I made sure he didn't know that. He was a big hairy Russian bear. The biggest of the three. I think six foot six. And he was covered from head to foot with thick curly black hair. I think under all that beard was a handsome face. But who would ever know? Still, when he smiled, and those strong white teeth gleamed at you, you sort of got the idea that he was irresistible to the ladies. I got on the loud speaker and called the three of them into my office from the factory, where they had been rewiring a snazzy red Mercedes which was now blue, and which had come into my possession in a strange way a couple of weeks ago, but you don't need to know about that. They shuffled in and stood there in front of my desk, looking at me with those stupid hangdog expressions. I told them about the job we had for the next morning, and that they were to meet me here at eight thirty and we would go in the truck. They didn't answer. They didn't say a word. They just looked at me. And when they saw I was finished, they shuffled back out. Stupid shits. After work I took Melanie out for hamburgers at the diner. Then we went to her apartment and did the whole bit, with her digging my cock out through my boxer fly and going way down on it. Then, of course, we got on the bed and I pussyfucked the bitch upside and downside and all around side. Then I pulled out. "Aren't you gonna come?" she asked in surprise. "Oh, I'm gonna come all right," I told her. I'm gonna give you a hot shot up your ass." "Oh, no," she refused, shaking her head. She pushed me away, and hit at me as I grabbed her. "Oh, yes," I insisted, slapping the bitch across the face. "Tonight you're gonna take it up the ass." She started to cry, but I wasn't going to let that stop me. I flipped her over and climbed on top and began digging the point of my angry cock into her virgin butthole. She kept crying all the time I slammed in and out of her, and she was still crying when I released my hot load up her back channel. I pulled out and went into the bathroom to wash up. I got dressed and as I was heading out the door, I turned to her sobbing form on the bed. "Be in the office by eight thirty," I advised her. She looked at me tearfully and I pulled the door shut. Women are such pussies. She gets hysterical over a little anal action. Nobody hated having anything in their ass more than me, but I wouldn't be lying there crying over it. And it was a real good way to show her who was 'boss'. The next morning, she's sitting primly at her desk, like nothing ever happened the night before. I saw Paddy coming toward my office. "Paddy, you big dumb shit. Get the fuck into my office," I called. He slumped in and stood before my desk. "Sit down, asshole," I said, pointing toward one of the small straight back chairs. He sat down on it uncomfortably. He was much too big for it. "Where are the others?" I asked. "How should I know?" he asked. "Don't fuckin' get high and mighty with me, or I'll fire your ass and turn you into the authorities. Got that?" I asked pugnaciously. "Yeah. I got it," he said, smiling grimly. I didn't know what he had to smile about. Next came Rafael, the lamentable Latin. "Buenos Dias, estupido," I said to him. (Good morning, stupid.) I had learned that in high school. "Buenos dias," he muttered and took another chair in my office. He and Paddy started giving each other mysterious meaningful looks. I wondered what that was all about. Finally, the last of the terrific three got here. Only ten minutes late. I would fire his sorry ass, if I weren't making so much money on it. "You made it, Dmitri," I said coldly and sarcastically. "Da," he said. I knew that meant yes. Stupid asshole couldn't even say yes in English. The three of them were now exchanging those annoying mysterious looks. "What is it?" I asked. "Vot are you talking about?" Dmitri asked innocently. "Those looks you keep giving each other." "Now sure 'n you must be imagining things," said Paddy. "We don't know what the hell you're talkin' about." I think he knew all right, lying bastard. I was the one who didn't know. But I wasn't going to make a big thing out of it and press it any further. I handed Paddy the address and the keys to the truck. Let him drive. Why should I have to? "This is where we're goin'?" Paddy asked in his husky brogue. "That's it," I affirmed. He showed the other two the address, and they all nodded and started exchanging looks again. This was really maddening. Something was going on. We got in the truck and Paddy drove to the house. It was amazing. This foreigner drove clear across town and found the right street and the right house without ever asking a single question. That should have made me suspicious right there. "You been here before?" I asked. "Aaahhh, no. No." he said. "Ain't never been here." We got out of the truck and picked up our cases with all our gear in them, and walked up the path to the front door. I rang the front doorbell. Nobody came. I rang it again. Nobody came. It seemed like the house was deserted. You couldn't hear a sound. "Let me try," Paddy suggested. I moved out of the way and let him have a go. He was pounding on the door with one hand, and with the other he was taking a key out of his pocket. And he opened the front door with it. "You have a key?" I was absolutely amazed. I didn't know what was going on. "But who lives here?" I asked. "We do," they all said. And before I had a second to react, Rafael and Dmitri smashed into me and sent me sprawling into the front hall. I tried to get up, but they all jumped on me and restrained me. I was putting up a good fight, but I was no match for Rafael and Dmitri together, who were slapping my face and tying me up while Paddy locked and bolted the front door with a million chains. I noticed that all the locks on the door needed keys-from the inside. "What are you doing?" I screamed "I'm your employer. How dare you. Let me go right now, and maybe I won't fire your sorry asses. I'm your fucking boss." "You were our fucking boss," Rafael parroted me. "Now you are our fucking prisoner. Your 'boss' days are over, senor." I was starting to get frightened. I wondered what these guys had in mind for me. My god. I needed to get to a phone and call the police. This was looking real bad. "Carry him up to the blue bedroom," said Paddy. The other two grabbed my trussed body and started hauling it up the stairs. When we got into the bedroom they tossed me on the big bed. "Now we're gonna have to untie your hands, for a couple of minutes to undress you," Paddy explained as if to a child. "If you behave nice, everything will be fine for you. But if you give us any trouble.. Well. You'll find out for yourself." I decided not to chance it. They took the rope from around my wrists, and I started massaging them. There were big red marks there. Then they started to strip off my shoes, my socks, my shirt, my pants, my undershirt, and yes, finally, my boxers with the flyhole that Melanie stuck her hand through. Why the hell were they taking off my clothes? I didn't know what was going on. "Why are you doing this?" I asked. No answer. "Why are you taking off my clothes?" No answer. When I was totally undressed, they took out a bunch of chains and handcuffs. The bed was a fourposter. They threw me on my stomach and cuffed my left hand to the left top post. They cuffed my right hand to the right top post. They cuffed my left leg to the left bottom post. They cuffed my right leg to the right bottom post. I was spread out like a rolled piecrust with my naked ass facing the ceiling. "I remember you like to be clean," said Paddy. "Am I right?" "Of course, I like to be clean," I snapped at him. "Don't get fresh with me, boyo," and he started slapping my tender asscheeks. I was rootching around on the sheet. My ass was stinging like hell. As if that wasn't bad enough, now Rafael started pounding my poor bottom. I saw a gleam in his sneaky eyes. He was getting off on this, the creep. Dmitri looked on enviously and finally elbowed Rafael aside so that he could get in his own licks with that enormous left hand of his. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. "Ooowww!" THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. "OOOOOWWWW. STOP. OOOOOWWWW. YOU'RE HURTING ME. OOOWWWW. AAAAARRRRGGGG. OOOOOWWWWW." THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP.. My poor bottom was really hurting now. How dare they do this to me! "Let me ask you again, boyo. And this time I want a civil answer. Do you like to be clean?" "Yes," I answered in a small timid voice. "Good," said Paddy. "Because we're gonna make sure that you're very very clean." And with that he left the room. I could hear water running in the bathroom down the hall. It took a few minutes, but then he came back, and he was holding a large red enema bag. And you could see that it was full to the top. "Please, no," I pleaded. "Don't do that." I couldn't stand having anything in my ass. Once when I was a child, my mother had tried to take my temperature rectally and I had totally freaked out. Now that my hole was about to get penetrated, I was feeling sorry for what I had done to Melanie. "You haf to be clean," said Dmitri. "You don't want not be clean." "Dmitri," Paddy said, handing him the end of the long hose with the mean looking plastic white tip. "Do the honors." "No. No. Stop," I cried. "Not that. Please not that." I was really crying, and I kept trying to move my ass away from that invading plug. "You godda keep still, or you really gonna get hurt. I might tear ass if you keep moving like that," Dmitri advised. He had distracted me just look enough for me to slow down, and I felt the plastic moving through my sphincter. "AAAARRRGGHH," I screamed in discomfort. "Take that out of me." "Okay. Is in. Open it up," Rafael said to Paddy. Paddy unclipped the metal stopper, and suddenly I felt a flood of hot water gushing into my ass. I screamed. "It's hot. It's too hot. You're burning me." "It ain't too hot," said Paddy. "It's just right. I tested it on my wrist." The fucking bastard. I just lay there with that hot stream flooding into my intestines, crying all the time. "What a baby. What a pussy," said Rafael. "I always knew so," said Dmitri, nodding at him. Finally the bag was empty, and I needed to get rid of that water and fast. "Let me go into the bathroom," I begged. "Nah. You ain't done yet." Paddy reached under me and started pressing on my belly. "Nah. You can take a lot more," And he went down the hall to the bathroom again. I heard the water running. He was refilling the damned enema bag. When he returned to the room, they gave me another gutbath. I ended up having three. I was so full of hot water, I thought I was gonna explode, but they stuck a black butt plug up my ass and made me lie there for ten minutes with the water sloshing around inside me. "AAAGGGHHH." Finally they took me down the hall, and stood there watching, while I noisily expelled the liquid. What a relief! My face was sweating. Finally when I was empty they took me back to the bedroom and refilled my colon with more hot water. "We got to make sure you are really limpisimo (immaculate)," said Rafael in his accented English, mixed with one Spanish word. "We like clean," added Dmitri. I guess in another hour I was clean, because the enemas finally stopped. I was still lying there chained up with my ass in the air. Then they gave each other those looks again, and they were starting to strip off their clothes. "What are you doing?" I asked. No answer. Suddenly a very large and very naked Paddy was kneeling in front of my face on the bed. He had white white skin with a covering of fine red hair. And the hair around the cock, which was staring me in the face, and around his balls was a flaming orange. He was pulling up and down on his enormous penis. And it was getting bigger and bigger and stiffer and stiffer. Even now I wasn't absorbing what was about to happen to me. I didn't want to know. When the prick was very big, and very thick and very stiff, he grabbed my hair and forced my mouth over it. "Suck on it, you bastard. Suck on my big thick red-headed Irish prick." And he forced the big thing into my mouth where I choked on it. I was doing all I could not to throw up. He was using my hair to work my jaws up and down on his male sexual organ. "Your turn," he said to Rafael, who took his place and stuffed his big bronze hard-on into my mouth. My attention was so focused on the cock in my mouth that I didn't realize what was coming next. I felt Paddy crawl over my ass, and I felt his sucked wet dick hit my buttcheeks. He pried them open, and began spitting into my hole, and working the spit in with his fingers. Then I felt the wide blunt head of his knob hitting my tender protective door. I couldn't take that big thing in my ass. No way. "No," I screamed. "Please not that." Rafael jammed his prick back into my mouth and cut off further protests. The orange-fringed very white cock was breaching my border and invading my virgin territory. Now it was moving in. Oh god. And I had thought a rectal thermometer was bad. This big mother was crawling up inside my hole, and it was hurting. It was hurting like a motherfucker. I started sobbing again, as Paddy began to plow in and own of me. In and out. In and out. And then this strange thing happened. I felt the pain start to ebb away. And after a few minutes it was gone. And now I just felt the big hot cock massaging the tissues of my rectal walls. It was starting to feel a little good. "He starts to like it," Rafael observed. He pulled out of my mouth and let Dmitri take his place. Dmitri had the biggest gnarliest cock I had ever seen in my life. It was like a giant redwood. He forced my lips over the knob. It was too much. My jaws had never been spread so wide. They were aching me. But did I have any choice in the matter? Excess spit was pouring from the corners of my mouth as Dmitri fucked it. And when he shoved it back into my throat, I thought, "This is it. No more air. I'm done for." But I kept sucking, as Paddy kept fucking. He was stretched out over my back, holding my sides, and riding me like a pony as he worked his white elephant tusk into my hole. But damn. It was feeling all itchy and good back there. And his prick kept hitting against something in my ass that was just driving me up the wall. I felt a slight burning sensation in my cocktube, and thought I might shoot. Yes. I was going to shoot. It was coming out the eyehole in my dick, my white hot cum, and my ass started to vibrate around Paddy's pounding prick, which I could feel swelling inside me, and Paddy was spurting out gobs of thick white cream which I could feel coating my asswalls. I felt satisfied, and ready to go to sleep, but I forgot that there were two more cocks that would want to gain entrance into my holy chamber. Paddy pulled out with a soft audible plop, and I felt cream running out of my hole for a second, until Rafael stopped it up with his rust-colored rammer. Now Rafael was lying on my back, hunching himself into me. At first I felt all irritated. I had just shot my load, and my ass didn't want any more stuffing, but after a few minutes, my asshole accommodated itself, and actually started to caress the tanned pole. "He works his hot ass on my dick," said Rafael to Dmitri, who was still fucking my face. They laughed. "I didn't get laid for long time. Ever since I come to this country," Rafael said. "But now I got this nice hot pussy here. So nice. So nice. Fuck my cock, bitch. Take my big polla, puta" he growled at me. And I did. "Si. Si," hummed Rafael continuously in my ear, and then his long tongue shot out and buried itself in my ear, licking furiously as his hips slammed down onto my cheeks. I felt his strong thighs moving against my heavy balls, and I squeezed my assflesh down on his joint. This wasn't half bad. I knew he wasn't going to last much longer, and I did my best to help him along as he slobbered in my ear. His big prick was lengthening even further into my channel when I felt his fiery blasts. My body drank it in thirstily. I wanted more dick, and fortunately Dmitri moved down to take his place. "From front," Dmitri ordered, and he kneeled, looming above me while they turned me over, recuffing my hands to the posts, but attaching my feet with very long chains now, and Dmitri fed the biggest cock of all into my leaking hole. I didn't know I had such depths in my body, till Dmitri's dick paid a visit. I groaned in consternation. How could I ever take all that? This one was gonna kill me. But it didn't. The human body is such a wonder. It adjusts to so many things. The latest thing was Dmitri's giant redwood. My knees wobbled out to the sides as he smashed into my groin, actually hurting my testicles with the force of his fucking. I brought my legs up as far as I was able with all those chains, to get my balls out of the way, and ended up swinging my clanking feet over his meaty ass, and drawing him into me. He was a kisser. His tongue plunged into my mouth and gobbled mine. His moustache and beard tickled my lips as he screwed his lips over mine. "You like my big xui?" he asked, kissing and fucking me. "You like Dmitri's big xui in your fucking ass?" I didn't answer and he lifted his face off mine only for the purpose of slapping my face-frontslap,backslap. "You like Dmitri's big xui?" he asked me again, getting ready to give me another pair of slaps. "I love Dmitri's big xui," I shouted. "Fuck me with your big xui," and I tightened my arms and legs around him, drawing him so close, he didn't have room to hit me. So he just kept fucking me, and went back to kissing my drooling mouth. When I felt Dmitri getting ready to come, it was like the Titanic going down, down into the ocean of my ass, or my cunt, I guess you could call it now. And then a few tidal waves splashed into my intestinal tract, before the ocean calmed. When he pulled out, a few tidal pools shot out of my ass onto the sheets. The three of them stood around the bed admiring their handiwork, and I figured they would let me go now. I figured wrong. "Come on, guys, you had your fun. Open the cuffs." They just stood there giving each other those stupid looks again and smiling. "Come on, guys. Let me loose." "Now sure'n ya know we can't do that," said Paddy. "You have to let me loose sooner or later," I said. "Nah," Paddy said. "We can't ever let you loose. From now on you work for us." "No. You work for me," I explained. "Or you did work for me before I just fired you." "See. That's what we mean," said Rafael. "We couldn't trust you after this. From now on we'll do all the jobs, and you'll be our little housewife, sitting at home and waiting for her man." "But you got three men," said Dmitri, holding up three fingers. "You one lucky gal." "This is crazy," I sputtered. "I guess we gotta let him up," said Paddy. At least he was seeing reason. The others nodded. They uncuffed my hands from the bedposts, and before I could do anything they cuffed my two hands together. "What are you doing?" I asked. They unchained my feet from the bedposts, and held me down on the bed as they slipped a jockstrap over my cock and balls, hiding them from sight. I felt the straps in the back accentuating my exposed asscheeks. Then Rafael went to the dresser drawer and came back with a pair of pale blue women's panties. They pulled the panties over my legs and up over my exposed rear. "At least I was now covered," I thought. That was before they flipped me over on my stomach. Rafael reached down on the floor into his pants pocket and drew out a shiv. He carried a knife? He carefully slit the panties in the rear. "Try it," he said to Paddy. Paddy climbed over my ass and fed his stiff-again prick through the hole. "Yeah, it's good," he assured Rafael, and plunged his rod into my soaking ass for a few quick test strokes, before rising off me. "From now on, Erna. You'll address us with respect. You don't say Paddy. You say Mr. Paddy. You don't say Rafael. You say Senor Rafael. You don't say Dmitri. You say Prince Dmitri. You got that?" Got that!?!? What bullshit! Mr. Paddy. Senor Rafael. Prince Dmitri. What bullshit! And what was this Erna shit? He was feminizing me. And I was lying there in a pair of lady's pale blue panties, with a slit cut into it, to give them quick access to my asshole. I was in a real tight spot. No doubt about it. "You got that?" Paddy asked again. What could I do? "Yeah, I got that," I said angrily. "I got that who?" asked Paddy. Grudgingly I said what he wanted me to say. "I got that, Mr. Paddy." "That's better," he said. And then to Rafael and Dmitri. "See I told you he was gonna love this." "I don't love it," I protested, trying to get up. They shoved me down. Dmitri reached under the bed and drew out a ping pong paddle. They were really prepared. They had every last detail planned. "You a bad little girl," said Dmitri, shaking his head, and the paddle came smashing down on my used behind. It hurt. A lot. I screamed. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. "OOOOWWWW". They laughed. Dmitri paddled me again. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. "OOOOWWWWW". Then Rafael wanted to try it and gave me a few whacks. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP THWAP. "OOOOOWWWW. OOOOOWWWW. OOOOWWWWW". He really got me. That hot Latin temperament. When Latins hit, they really hit. Paddy finished me off, as I writhed all around on the bed in total hysterics. "OOOOOWWW. OOOOOOWWWWW." "See. She's hysterical," commented Paddy. "Just like a woman." They all laughed. I spent the rest of the afternoon sucking cock. Or more precisely sucking three cocks. I was starting to notice the different feeling of each in my mouth as I drooled over it. I was starting to savor the different feeling of each. I was starting to like it. I had become a goddamned cocksucker. Rafael's was so long and sweet, and it was not as thick as Dmitri's so I could really tongue it. I was getting so good at sucking a cock that I could have played it like a harmonica. Rafael was moving his ass around as I pleasured his stick. I would have like to have wrapped my hands around his hard handsome butt, but my hands were locked together. "MMMMM," I said, and took my mouth off his dick for a second. "Please. Unlock my hands. I just wanna hold his butt," I requested. Paddy laughed and got the key. He unlocked the cuffs and I wrapped my arms around Rafael's middle. "Does Erna like cock?" Paddy teased. "Yes, Erna likes cock, Mr. Paddy," Erna admitted, and went back to suckling on Rafael's tan tip. He came in my mouth, and it was a first for me. I rolled the liquid around on my tongue, feeling the thick slime in my mouth, tasting the tang. I slowly let it roll down my throat into my digestive track. Rafael was now a part of me. A part that I would always treasure. I wanted to taste Dmitri. I wanted to taste Paddy. And one after the other I did. And it was wonderful. Each one had a distinctive special flavor that I would never forget. They could blindfold me and put a drop of cum on my tongue, and my tastebuds would know right away whose it was. Now I not only knew how they looked, but how they smelled and tasted. After a while, they tied me up again, and went down to the kitchen, where I heard them preparing food. They laughed and chatted as they ate. I was pretty hungry myself. I had only had a small breakfast. Eventually though they did bring up some dinner for me. Before I could eat they made me put on an apron, after taking off the jockstrap, which they decided looked too masculine on me. "We don't wanna have to look at your jewel set," Paddy explained. "This way you're covered in the front, but you only have a couple of apron strings in the back. And you look real pretty. You look like the woman of the house." He began to spoon food in my mouth, and I refrained from answering because I wanted to eat and I was busy chewing. After dinner they washed me out again, and then brought me from the bathroom back to the bedroom. They started with a one and two finger choosing game. First Dmitri shot out one finger while the others shot out two, so he was eliminated. Then they tossed a coin to determine the winner between Paddy and Rafael. Paddy said heads, but it was tails, so Paddy and Dmitri went down the hall to other bedrooms, and Rafael climbed in with me. He was the one who would get to have me for the whole night. I wasn't sorry. I think I was starting to get a thing for Rafael. He was so----so---sexy? We curled up with his long limp cock hanging against my buttcheeks. It didn't stay limp for long. During the night, it kept getting hard, and squeezing itself between my asspillows into the hole he was becoming fond of. Each time it sneaked into my passage, I butted back against his hips, impaling myself on his manhood. I discovered it wasn't so terrible spending the whole night with someone. I had always avoided that. As he fucked me I could feel his sharp whiskers scratching my cheek and my shoulder. And all those loads of his delicious cum which were now going into my belly from the other end, which felt wonderful, but I was wishing that my asshole had taste buds. The next morning, they got dressed and went to the office, leaving me chained to the bed. "We'll tell Melanie you had to suddenly go out of town," said Paddy. I lay there helplessly as those big pricks got covered by underwear and pants. "We'll see you after work, Erna honey," said Paddy and they left. After work every night they would come home and tell me about all the electrical jobs they had done that day. And every Thursday night they would bring home their payroll checks, and also Melanie's, and also checks for the bills that had to be paid," and they would twist one of my arms behind my back until I signed them all. "Melanie's getting' curious," said Paddy, one day. "We're gonna have to do something about Melanie." I didn't give a fuck what they did about that cunt. Dmitri, it turned out, was a great cook, and he cooked dinner every night for a while. But then they forced me into the kitchen and Dmitri trained me in gourmet Russian cookery. I already had my apron on, so I was ready. I was making some really great stuff. If I didn't watch myself I would get a big Russian belly. But that was unlikely since after dinner every night they brought out the red bag and filled me with hot water. "We like our women clean," said Paddy. "Clean. Clean." Chortled Dmitri, enjoying my distress as the clear liquid flooded into my colon. It got so I really liked feeling clean. I wanted my hole to be sparkling and desirable. I wanted my cunt April fresh for their big prodders. Little by little my hair was starting to grow, and I needed a haircut. I knew they wouldn't let me out to go to a barber, so I just asked Paddy to cut it for me. "Ah, no, Erna," he said. "We like your hair long. It's real pretty. Those golden ringlets." And he started tenderly weaving his fingers through my locks. "So pretty," he said. "So pretty." And I loved the compliment. As his hand worked through my hair and passed my lips, I kissed it. Then I licked it. Then I kissed it again. I looked up into his eyes playfully. The three of them laughed happily. They had me now, and they knew it. ""I know what you want, honey," said Paddy and moved his big naked body onto the bed next to me. He positioned me on all fours with my ass in the air and moved against it. I heard him spitting, and then his wet dick hit the entrance of my hole. Then his wet dick moved in. The other two were watching him fuck me, as he pulled my ass back against him. I could feel his pubic hair tickling my assbubbles. Rafael and Dmitri started jacking their stiff cocks in anticipation. After Paddy had creamed in me, they would be next. I loved it when they creamed in me. The only bad thing was that after all three of them creamed, the evening was over. But still I always got one or the other of them in bed with me all night long, plugging away. They were young and insatiable and so was I. And I didn't even have to worry about getting a hard-on. My ass would always be ready. After a while, I became so comfortable in my routine, that I would kiss them greedily when they got home from work. My heart leapt in happiness when I heard the motor of the company truck pulling in front of the house. And the weekends. The weekends were sheer bliss. All three of them. All day. All night. Nonstop fucking. I loved it. I loved it. And they knew I loved it. After a while they let me stay alone in the house without handcuffs. I wasn't going anywhere. And besides I had no clothes. I could hardly step outside in an apron and slit panties. And also there were thirty locks on the door. Now locked from the outside. I even began to accept that my name was really Erna. After I had shaved every night, I let them apply foundation, rouge, mascara, lipstick to my face. The whole bit. They seemed to like the feel and taste of the red gloss when they sucked on my mouth. Then they decided to pierce my ears. Dmitri was the surgeon. "Be careful, now," cautioned Paddy. "Is nothing," Dmitri assured him. "I do many times in the old country. No big, how you say, deal. Da. No big deal," he said as he shot a needle through my earlobe. For about a week I wore training earrings. Just little pearl studs. After that I graduated to big gold hoops. Paddy took them out of his pocket one night, and opened the box. His eyes were sparkling. "Ya like 'em?" he asked. "Oh, I love them," I was almost sobbing as I put them in. "I love them who?" he asked. "I love them, Mr. Paddy," and we smiled at each other flirtatiously. I was in love with Paddy as much as I was in love with Rafael. And I was in love with Dmitri too. They were my three guys. And I was their own special Erna. Rafael loved licking my ear as he fucked me even more, now that I was wearing the big gold hoops. They also made me wear a stuffed brassiere on my chest, but I didn't mind. Every now and then they would slap or paddle my ass a little, but I was even getting to like that. Funny how the human brain adjusts to almost anything. Now they were the dominant ones, and I was the submissive. But there would never be anything else I would want to do for the rest of my life than submit to a dominant man. I now realized that this was why I had never been able to form a satisfying relationship with a woman. In my heart I had always been a crawling queer cunt. I just had never confronted that side of my personality. But now I had accepted myself for who I was I and it was liberating. I was in the kitchen one night cooking beef stroganoff when the boys came home. I heard a lot of noise in the hall and on the staircase, so I peeked out to see what was going on. Dmitri was coming down the stairs. "Oh. You in the kitchen, Erna. We thought you upstairs." The others came down, and I kissed each one before turning my naked ass to them to return to the kitchen. I still had to add the sour cream. We had a wonderful meal, and Rafael had even bought a bottle of red wine. We toasted happily and downed my delicious dinner. After I did the dishes, while they sat on the kitchen chairs contentedly watching my busy exposed ass, we went upstairs. I lay down on the bed with my butt raised, waiting for the red rubber bag. It came. I took three bagfuls of water. Easily now. Then after expelling it, I took another three. Great. Now I felt clean. Clean for my big handsome men. And their big handsome dicks. I started to nuzzle on them. All three of them. One after the other. Then back again. "Suck my big pinga," screamed Rafael pulling my face down on his stiff stick, as the tip of it gagged me in the back of my throat. I sputtered and drooled spit, but let him go as far down as he could get. It was getting to be a game with me. How much could I take? A lot. "Fuck me," I begged, rolling onto my back with my legs flaying in the air as I raised my asseye up to look at the ceiling, and I grasped for their big dicks. "What's that, Erna?" asked Dmitri. "Please fuck me. I beg you to fuck me, Prince Dmitri." "That better," he said and climbed upon the bed, ready now to grant my wish. His redwood plunged into my easy asshole. He began happily to fuck it. "Is good," he assured the others. I felt his Russian seed spurting into me. If only I could have had a Russian baby. Or an Irish baby. Or a Dominican baby. The next seed to warm my tunnel was the Irish seed. The red encircled dick felt really at home in there now. I grabbed his hard Irish butt and squeezed it in joy as he flexed it and flexed it, all the better to fuck my loving hole. "Mr. Paddy. Mr. Paddy," I cried in bliss. "Fuck my hot hole. Fuck your Erna's hot adoring asshole. Mr. Paddy. Senor Rafael, climb over my face so I can suck those hot sweaty balls, while Mr. Paddy fucks my hot ass." Rafael didn't need any more encouragement. He did just as I had suggested, and I slopped my ardent tongue over his loose sack, feeling the large eggs inside and closing my mouth over first one and then the other. While each egg was in my mouth, I licked it voraciously. Delicious. I'd always liked eggs. Paddy slammed his hips against my hips. He slammed his balls against my balls, and moved Rafael's balls to the side for a moment, so that he could suck my lipstick mouth as he came. His hips took on a life of their own, and we both roared as his white Irish sperm almost impregnated me. I wish. My assmuscles tried to keep possession of his softening cock, but lost the battle and the flesh dropped out of me along with half a glass of thick white goo. Rafael moved his delicious balls away from my mouth and flipped me over on my stomach. He liked to lie on my back while he plowed me, so that he could lick my ear, and bite on my gold hoop. "Si, cara," he romanced as he pistoned into me. "Si, querida. Cuanto me gusta! Cuanto me gusta! How I love it. How I love it." And my ass was actively drawing on his bronze butt butter, trying to get a drink of sweet Spanish cream. I knew how good that tasted. "Oh. If only I had taste buds in my asshole," I opined again to myself. After my assmouth had swallowed Rafael's delicious elixir, I lay there in a satisfied glow, my three boys surrounding me. Even though I wasn't a genetic woman, I was the happiest woman in the world. Suddenly the closet door opened, and my mouth dropped in horror. Out stepped Melanie, with an evil smirk on her face. "I never would have believed it," she said to Paddy. "You guys are great. This is just what that prick deserves. I hope you know what it feels like now," she spat at me. "You fucking assfucker. Now who's getting assfucked? Except you seem to like it." "Melanie.." That was all I could say. I was totally mortified. I didn't mind the guys knowing about me. But Melanie. This was really very embarrassing. "Now you know why he isn't coming into the office anymore," said Paddy. "You'll just write out all the checks and I'll make sure that he signs them." "Sure thing," said Melanie. "Don't he have a nice ass?" asked Paddy. "I always thought he did," said Melanie. "It's just that he was a total asshole. And mean. A bully." "Well, he ain't a bully any more. He's very obedient now. You wanna fuck his ass?" asked Paddy. "What do you mean?" asked Melanie. Yes. What did he mean? Paddy went to the bureau top and took a paper bag. It was a pink bag and it had a fancy script on it saying 'Pussywhipped'. He stuck his hand in the bag and pulled out a big flesh-colored strap-on dildo with a lot of ridges and veins. It must have been nine inches long. "You wanna try it?" asked Paddy. "I don't know," said Melanie. "Ah. Go on now," urged Paddy. "Well, he was a real prick to me." Melanie was really considering it. "I don't think so," she decided, "but I would like to see it going in." "You wanna put it in?" asked Paddy. "Why don't you do it," Melanie said. Paddy nodded. "Rafi," he said. And he handed the big thing to Rafael, who began to strap it on over his own wilted erection. Paddy went to the bathroom, and brought back a white glass jar of cold cream. It was the same cold cream I used for taking off my make-up. He smeared the white greasy stuff over the rigid dildo, now strapped onto Rafael's body, and standing straight out from his crotch. Rafael poised himself over my ass and started pushing the unyielding object into my fuckhole. It hurt. But then a minute later it wasn't so bad, and I knew I could get through it. In fact, my asshole started grabbing at it. Melanie watched in fascination as the plastic moved in and out of my hole. She put her hand on Rafael's hammering ass to join in. I was moaning and blubbering and loving it. Rafael fucked me for five minutes. "He likes it," Melanie observed in disbelief. Then she figured it was time to go home, so Rafael slid the object out of my greasy hole. "See you manana," said Rafael. Paddy walked her downstairs and locked the door behind her. "Now everyone know what you are," smiled Dmitri. "Pussy whore." "Your pussy whore," I corrected. "Da," he admitted. "My pussy whore." "Nuestra (our) pussy whore," said Rafael. "Right, boyo," said Paddy reentering the bedroom. "Let's give her some extra thrills tonight." "Sure. Okay," Rafael agreed, not knowing what he was agreeing to. "Da," said Dmitri. "Dmitri. You lie down on the bed," instructed Paddy. Dmitri lay down on the bed, his enormous club swinging in the air. "Sit on it," Paddy ordered me. "Yes, Mr. Paddy," I said obediently. I straddled Dmitri's waist and grabbed his redwood pole. Slowly I lowered myself onto it and sat, feeling the monster crawl up my insides. I rose and sat a couple of times, getting the jist of it. "Getting the jist to get the jism," I thought, laughing. "Okay. Now lie back. Lie flat on Prince Dimitri with his cock in your ass," "Yes, sir. Yes, Mr. Paddy." Again I obeyed, and with my whole weight on my stuffed asscheeks, I lowered my legs till they straddled Dmitri's. I felt his heavy thighs under mine. I lay my back on his furry chest, and cradled my head in the angle of his shoulder. "Okay, Rafi. Get up there and turn her face towards you and start feedin' it to her in the mouth." Rafael was perfectly happy to do this, as was I, and I slipped my eager mouth over the bronze bomb and smoked it like a cigar. Dmitri was fucking me from under my ass, and Rafael was feeding me his flesh orally. I didn't know what Paddy had planned for himself. But then I saw him moving over me. Straddling my body and Dmitri's. He knelt between our double legs, and raised mine high in the air. My knees locked around his shoulders. He had a diabolic smile on his handsome red-whiskered face, and then I realized. He started pressing his meat against Dmitri's. First he was just at the entrance to my hole. Then he pushed a little. Then he forced a little. And I could feel my tired sphincter give way and allow the penetration. It was permitting the extra thickness. Now Paddy sank down on my chest, and using his strong ass for leverage, moved down the length of my inner passage. I was being double fucked. Two cocks were moving into me simultaneous. Two cocks were moving out simultaneously. Then back in. The sensations were so intense that I felt the cum bubbling in my balls, and I couldn't help myself. I shot out jet after jet of my own thick white cum onto Paddy's orange cockhair. They both continued to fuck me, even though I had just cum. What did they care? They wanted to get their own rocks off, as did Rafael, hammering his knob past my uvula and down my gullet. Rafael's abdomen started smashing into my nose, and I felt something hot and wet wash down my throat. I only tasted it on my tongue as he slowly withdrew his softening meat from my jaws. His cum was so sweet. I loved it. Dmitri humped up. Paddy humped down. And I was squeezed between them. Paddy started kissing me. That always meant he was ready to shoot. And when Dmitri sensed that Paddy was ready, it was too much for him. His own wad scalded out into my pussy. Paddy felt Dmitri's hot juices flow over his own cock and couldn't hold off any longer. His ass started hunching and he banged into me, banging me as I'd never been banged, as his hot thick load joined Dmitri's in my well-fucked cunt. I sighed in happiness. Later I was just lying there with the three of them lying around me. This was my home. I would never leave. My boys were working to support me, and every night they came home and fucked me. They didn't cheat on me with other women. They were faithful. I had everything. They were my three electricians, and I was hot wired.