Date: Sat, 11 Nov 2000 04:03:56 -0600
From: BJ
Subject: Fun with Friends 2

"Poppy was my lover for many years. I love him and hope everyday day that
he rests in peace and love. I think he would have enjoyed me sharing a part
of our story with everyone. He was a great man, a wonderful mentor in love
and in business, and someone that I will never ever forget."

"If you liked this one and would like to read more, I would love to hear
your words of encouragement. You can write me at LizJ169@hotmail.com"

PS... Thanks for the wonderful web site and the opportunity to contribute
to its success. Again, please to do not post my original email address, as
I wish to remain anonomous, other than my hotmail address.



My First Man: Poppy

I was 12 when Poppy caught me playing dressup. I was lying on my bed,
dressed in my favorite pair of black pantyhose and sheer nightie. I was
so engrossed in my fun. I didn't notice Poppy standing next to my bed.
I had nowhere to hide. Someone had caught me other than my Timmy.

Poppy was a friend of the family's staying with us while he recovered
from a heart attack. I thought he had gone to bed. The rest of the
family was gone, so I knew I would have a few hours to have some fun.

I started the evening by taking my bath early. It was a warm bubble
bath. As I lie amid the soft Calgon induced bubbles, I slowly stroked
my cockette thinking about my times with Timmy, wishing he were with
me. Each time I got close to an orgasm, I backed off. I didn't want to
waste any of the cum that I had grown to love. No, I wanted to cum
inside my hose, as I had done so many other times, then use my own
tongue to clean my hose of the warm and salty nectar, just like Timmy
had taught me.

Following my bath, I patted myself dry. I put the towel around me so
that it covered my entire body, just like my sister and mother did when
they emerged from the bathroom. Feeling very sexy, I rolled the top of
it short enough to make sure my little bottom showed, if someone
happened to be looking at it from behind. I pranced down the hall and
out to my room, which was the converted, double car garage. It was mine
and Timmy's love den where we had found many places to hide my feminine
attire that I have accumulated since he had made me his lover a few
months before.

I quietly closed the door, not wanted to disturb Poppy from his sleep.
I immediately dropped the towel and moved in front of my full-length
mirror to enjoy my hairless feminine little body. I could hardly wait
to get my hose on. My little cockette was rock hard and needing a lot
of attention. I knew it was only a matter of time before it would
supply my little late night snack.

I sat on the edge of the bed and took my pantyhose into my hands. They
were my special pair. The one's that Timmy had cut the crotch out of so
he could have me anytime he wanted. Ever so gently, I gathered the
first leg and slipped it over my small foot and up to my knees. I was
shivering as I did the same thing with the other leg. I was careful as
I pulled them the rest of the way up and over my bottom, then finally
over my cockette which I decided not to tuck, since it was only me.
Since they were sheer to the waist, I could clearly see my hardness
through the soft and silky material. I then took my nightie and slipped
it over my head and down my body. It was almost too much to handle.

I turned down my bed and climbed on top of the covers. I checked the
clock. I still had two hours before anyone would be home. That would
give me plenty of time to have a lot of fun. I laid back and began to
run my hands up and down my body, careful to not touch my cockette yet.

I lifted my legs and stroked each one, up to my bottom. I slipped one
hand down the back of my hose  and over my nylon covered bottom. I
found my little boy pussy through the hole in my hose. I slowly began
to probe my hole with my finger. My over hand found my little nipple,
which grew hard as I pinched it. I plunged my finger deep into my boy
pussy, wishing it were a cock inside of me.

I was so engrossed that I never heard the door open. I next thing I
knew, Poppy was standing at the foot of my bed enjoying my little
performance. I was so embarrassed, but at the same time, turned on by
my predicament. Poppy came and sat on the edge on my bed. He was very
tender as he talked to me.

"My don't you look sexy," Poppy said. "You make a cute little girl.
Would you like some help?"

I didn't say anything. I just shook my head yes, keeping my finger
buried inside of me.

Poppy placed his big hand on my silken encased thigh. He commented how
much he liked my hose. He gently rubbed me up to my crotch, careful to
not touch my cockette and then down my legs, all the way to my toes.
His fingers tickled me in jut the right manner. He urged me to play
with my boy pussy.

"Put your finger deeper inside that little hole", Poppy said. "I want
you to get it nice and loose for me. Put two fingers inside it, in
fact"

I obeyed Poppy, working my second little digit up inside myself as he
continued to stroke my stocking-covered legs. It felt so good that I
buried a third finger inside me as I arched my back wishing it was a
big, blood-engorged cock. My orgasm was not far off.

He moved his hand underneath my nightie and began pinching my nipple. I
let out a little squeal as the pain and pleasure was more than I could
bear.

"Do you like being with a man?" Poppy asked.

"I've never been with a real man. Only Timmy. He makes me dress up for
him. Or should I say, he likes me to dress up for him, as a girl" I
said. "And I love to dress up for him the way he likes me. Its sooo
sexy and he makes me soooo horney!"

"Does he treat you like a girl?" he asked.

"Oh yes. He has me lick on him on his thingie and he puts his fingers
in my pussy, as he calls it. He likes to put his thingie inside me too.
He's very gentle with me, but sometimes he likes to bang me real hard.
When he does, he calls me his little slut."

"Do you like being his little slut", Poppy asked.

"Oh yes! I love dressing up in sexy clothes and being a slut for him,"
I said. "I especially like being his school classmate, dressed in a
little skirt and white blouse that he gave me. It's real short! When I
lean over, you can see my bottom! He likes that. It turns him on. And
he likes to do me from behind when I lean over too! Would you like to
see it?"

"I would love to see it, but not right now. Maybe later. I want you to
be my little slut too right now. How would you like that?" Poppy said.

"I think I would like that," I told him as I move my three fingers in
and out of my little boy pussy.

With that, Poppy leaned over and kissed me on the lips, forcing his
tongue down into my mouth. At the same time, he moved his hand to my
cockette and began messaging it. It was more that I could handle. I
sent my load of cum into my hose and onto Poppy's hand. He continued to
rub me till my orgasm subsided. Then, he moved his hand to my mouth and
told me to lick it off. I eagerly lapped all of my cum off his hand.

"Now my little slut, its time for you to have a real man's cum," Poppy
said.

He stood up and removed his pants, unleashing his 9-inch cock. It was
the biggest cock I had ever seen. It curved slightly upward and to the
right. The head was a purple hue and fully engorged. He moved it to my
mouth. It was so big. There was no way I could take very much of it. I
managed to get the head and a few inches into my mouth. I sucked and
licked it, as Timmy had taught me to do to his. I tried to wrap my hand
around it, but it was too big.

Seeing this, Poppy held the back of my head with one hand, and took his
own cock in his other hand. He stroked himself as he force-fed his big
cock to me. After a few minutes, I felt it swell and I knew what that
meant. With one big thrust, he forced himself deep into my mouth and
unleashed his load of cum. I felt it hit the back of my throat and fill
my mouth. It was more than I could take.

"If you let any of it go to waste, I'm going to turn you over my knee
and spank that sweet little ass of yours," Poppy asserted.

I couldn't help it. Some of his cum flowed out of the sides of my mouth
and down my chin. This didn't make Poppy very happy. He immediately
withdrew his cock from my mouth and sat down on the bed. I one motion,
he pulled my over his lap and began to spank my bottom with full force.
I screamed with pain and pleasure. After about 10 swats, he stood me up
in front of him.

"You will never waste my cum again," he said as he messaged my bottom.
"Each time you do, you will get a spanking. Do you understand me?
Furthermore, you will practice on me twice a day from this day forward
until you don't waste any."

I thought to myself, "Oh boy, I get to suck his cock and get spanked
for doing it." I was in near ecstasy.

Poppy continued to rub my hot red bottom that he had just spanked. It
was a very caring caress as he moved his hands across my buttocks and
down in between my cheeks. He used one hand to caress my hole through
my opening in my pantyhose, then moved the other to around front to
play with my cockette. I was so aroused, I didn't want him to stop.
Timmy had never made me feel this way.

Poppy said that if I were going to be his little slut, I would have to
be shown how to be a total slut. With that, he told me to get on my
hands and knees on the bed. I did so obediently. Poppy messaged my boy
pussy even more then, pushing his finger up inside of me.

"You like the way my finger feels playing with your pussy, don't you?",
Poppy asked. I could only nod my head and push back on his finger. I
knew, or thought I knew what was going to happen next. At least I was
hoping I knew. Timmy liked to finger me this way before he entered me
with his cock.

I turned and looked at Poppy. "Are you going to fuck me with you big
cock?", I asked.

"Not yet", Poppy said. "I think you need to be looser than you are. I
don't want to hurt you."

Poppy began spread my cheeks apart so my hole was exposed. He asked me
if I had any KY jelly in my room. I didn't know what KY was, but I did
have some Vaseline. That was what Timmy and I always used. He told me
to get it.

I reached into my bedside stand and produced my beloved Vaseline.
Whenever it came out of the drawer, I was going to have something long
and nice inside my boy pussy.

Poppy took it and greased his finger. He didn't take long before he had
his finger buried deep inside me. He finger fucked with one, then two,
then three of his loving fingers me. All I could do was to arch my back
and meet each thrust.

"Please Poppy, put your cock inside of me. I want to feel your cum," I
begged. Poppy paid no attention and continued finger fucking me. After
what seemed to be an eternity, Poppy said I was ready. He moved in
behind me. As he spread my cheeks, I felt the tip of his cock make
contact with my little rose bud hole. I tried to push back on it, but
he held me tight.

"OK little girl, here it is!" Poppy exclaimed. With a mighty surge, he
buried all nine inches inside of me with one thrust. I thought it was
going to come out my mouth it was so long. All I could do was scream in
pain and pleasure.

"That's right you little slut, scream. Scream some more. I want to hear
you scream as I fuck your little boy pussy. You're just a little slut
that deserves nothing more than to have your brains fucked out!", Poppy
said.

I did as he commanded, screaming each time he thrust his mammoth cock
into me. I could feel him swell, and I knew he was close.

"Oh fuck me Poppy! Make me so I can be the slut you want me to be!
Spank me! make me scream in pain. I'll do anything for you!", I
screamed.

With that, Poppy buried his full length inside of me and let loose his
stream of hot cum into my ass. At the same time, he spanked my little
bottom with all the force he could muster. I cried in pain and
pleasure, just as he wanted me to do. After all, what could I do? Poppy
was my new MAN lover who wanted me as his little girlie/boy slut! I was
Poppy's slut and sex toy from that point on and he knew it. He had
impregnated me with his slut cum.

Poppy collapsed on me, leaving his withering cock deep inside my little
hole. I didn't want him to take it out. But one look at the clock told
me that he couldn't stay inside me for very long. The rest of the
family would be coming home any minute now. I told this to Poppy.

He reluctantly pulled out of me and stood. He ran his hands up and down
my legs and over my ass, enjoying one last feel. "I'll see you in the
morning, bright and early after everyone has gone. I expect you to be a
good slut for me."

"I will Poppy! I'll be ready for you!", I exclaimed.

With that, Poppy pulled his pants back on and disappeared into the
house.

The next morning, which was a Saturday, I lay in bed thinking about
Poppy and what he had said. He was so wonderful and I enjoyed being
with him. Furthermore, I wanted to be with him more and more.

I looked at the clock. It was 9 a.m. I knew everyone was gone. I
slipped out of bed and grabbed my pantyhose. I slid them up my legs and
put on the sexiest high heels that I had hidden in my little clothes
stash. I then slipped on a robe, silk, short and sexy and headed for
the door. I made sure that the hole in my pantyhose was in the right
place for Poppy to have his way with me again.

I opened the door and peeked inside the house. No one was moving
around, so I proceeded inside. I walked through the kitchen and into
the hall. All of a sudden, I heard a door closing. I froze, until I
realized it was Poppy's door. He was awake and had just been to the
bathroom.

I looked so sexy, thinking back on it. Here I was a little 12-year old
girlie/boy wearing sexy crotchless pantyhose, high heels and a satin
robe, heading down the hall to see and be with my older male lover.

As I touched the door, a shock went through my body. I began to quiver
with excitement and anticipation. I slowly opened the door to see Poppy
lying on the bed, stroking his big cock. His eyes met mine as I opened
the door.

"Come here little slut. I want you," was all Poppy said.

I went to him. As I climbed on the bed, he reached for me. His first
touch was on my little crotch, or should I say my cockette, which was
tucked, back between my legs. I had a little pussy from the front view
and a little boy pussy when a real man turned me over and found it.

Poppy stroked my cockette and legs as he pulled me closer to him. I was
totally subservient to him as I laid down and allowed him to move on
top of me. His cock rubbed my nylon-clad leg as his hand continued to
rub my crotch area. I met his rubs and caresses with upward pressure,
wanting only to please my new and older man.

I spread my legs and allowed Poppy to move his fingers toward my hole.
Poppy took notice and didn't waste any time finding my willing hole. He
used one finger, then two, to intrude my boy-pussy, preparing it for a
big cock.

"Oh Poppy, your fingers fell so good. Please don't stop. Put them in
deeper."

Poppy's fingers probed my hole slow and deep as he loosened me in
preparation for his enormous cock. His lips sought and found mine and
his tongue thrust into my open mouth. While he was forceful, he was
tender also.

My hole was still lubed from the night before as Poppy prepared to
mount me. He pulled my legs above his shoulders as he moved in between
my awaiting thighs. I was totally relaxed for him as he withdrew his
fingers. I knew it was only a matter of moments before he sank his
member into my boy-pussy. Sure enough, he held his cock and put it next
to my hole. Without saying a word, Poppy pushed his cock head into my
pussy. He moved it slowly, not penetrating more and a couple of inches
at first.

"Are you ready for all of it, little one?" Poppy asked.

"Oh yes. Put it deep inside me and make me yours!" I begged.

Poppy didn't waste any time. He sank into me with his nine inches in
one thrust. I thought his cock was going to come all the way out of my
mouth as a gasp for air. My muscles instinctively clamped down on him
so to keep him deep inside me. At the same time, I held him tight
against me with my legs wrapped around his back. He was thrusting his
cock deep inside of me and thrusting his tongue between my lips and
into my mouth.

He fucked me slowly at first, sliding his cock in deep, then pulling it
almost all the way out to where just his head was inside me. Each time,
he stroked my legs, from hips to heels.

"You feel so good and look so sexy," Poppy said. "I love your hose. I
can't wait to see you in some real sexy outfits."

"Oh Poppy, you feel so good inside of me. I like being with you," I
replied. "Please put it deep inside of me."

Poppy started to pump me harder and harder. After a few pumps, he
pushed my legs way up and began to spank my bottom each time he pulled
out of me. I was in total ecstasy. My little clitty was hard as a rock
and my hole was so receiving.

"Fuck me Poppy. Fuck me real hard."

Poppy did just that. He turned me over on my side and put one leg
between his. My other leg, he held up. I was totally submissive to him
in this position. His balls were rubbing against my nylon-clad leg and
his cock was pistoning in and out of my hole. He had one hand spanking
my bottom and one hand pinching my nipple. He was like a man on a
mission. Fucking me as hard as he could was his mission! I met each
thrust of his with a backward thrust of my own, helping him penetrate
me even further. Timmy had never fucked me like this.

After about 20 or 25 minutes of this, I felt Poppy's cock stiffen and
grow harder. I knew his goal was about to be met. Poppy buried his cock
deep inside of me as he unleashed his load of hot sticky cum, once
again impregnating me with his lust nectar. I pushed back on his cock,
so I could take him as deep as possible and feel every bit of his
orgasm. Poppy pumped he hard; harder than anytime before, as he emptied
his full load into me. Once he was finished, he collapsed on top of me.
He was breathing hard and sweating more than Timmy ever did. As he lie
on top of me, I felt his cock grow smaller and smaller, but I didn't
want him to take it out.

"Oh Poppy, please do that again," I pleaded. "It felt so good. It was
better than Timmy ever was."

"Don't you worry little one, I'll do it everyday and every night, which
will be more than you can ever handle. In two weeks, school will be out
and I am going to take you to live with me during the summer."

I could hardly wait.

No one was at home all day. Poppy took full advantage of this. After a
couple of hours, Poppy came into my room.

"You have ten minutes to get ready for me again. And this time, you
better be ready for me when I come out here, or I'll give that little
ass of yours the spanking it really deserves!"

"Oh, yes sir. I'll be ready for you," I a said nervously.

I still had on my pantyhose. I knew Poppy liked them. I also had a
garter belt and stockings that Timmy had gotten me from his mother's
drawer. I knew how Timmy got when he saw them, so I thought they might
have the same effect on Poppy.

I slipped the white garter belt around my waist and clasped it. Next, I
took the sheer, nude colored hose out of the package where they were
stored. I rolled the first one up on my hand and put it to my toes. My
cockette was so hard. I gently slid it up my young, hairless leg,
thinking how Poppy would enjoy running his hand up my leg. I did the
same with the second stocking before trying to clasp them to the garter
belt. Once the second one was on, I went to the task of joining them to
the belt. First one, then two on one leg. I repeated the same on the
other leg. I saw myself in the mirror. I looked like my mother when she
got dressed each day. I then looked through my bag of things and found
a little sheer white nightie. Looking back on it, I can't say it was
that sexy by itself, but combined with the white garter belt, it was
very virginal!

I didn't put on any shoes. I had nothing that I thought looked good
with my sexy little outfit. Instead, needing to go to the bathroom, I
strolled through the house, walking a sexily as I knew how.

I did my business and then emerged from the WC. As I opened the door,
there was Poppy standing, waiting for me.

"My, my, you little slut, don't you look good," Poppy said.

"I was hoping you would like it. You do like it don't you?" I asked as
I raised my nightie just enough for Poppy to see my garter belt.

"Oh, little slut, you know I like it. I think I'm going to make you my
little whore."

"Poppy, I'll do whatever you want me to do. Just tell me." I said.

Poppy grabbed me and pulled me close to him. He kissed me hard as the
forced his tongue into my mouth. All the while, his hand was roaming my
bottom trying to find my little girlie/boy pussy. I raised my leg to
accommodate him just as his fingers hit my bud and he pushed two of
them deep inside me.

With his fingers inside me, Poppy picked me up. I wrapped my legs
around his waist as he carried me toward my room.

We where no more in my room when Poppy released me and dropped me to
the floor.

"Get on your knees in front of me, whore," Poppy exclaimed.

I did as he commanded. As I did, he undid his pants and let his cock
spring free in front of my face.

"Suck it whore. Put it in your mouth." Poppy said.

I did as Poppy commanded. I placed my small hands around his hard cock
and brought it to my lips. I had the same problem that I had had the
previous night. When I put the head of his monster into my mouth, it
almost filled it completely. Seeing this, Poppy put his hands on the
back of my head and pulled me to him. Not forcefully, but with enough
force, about four inches went into the confines of my mouth. Poppy then
grabbed my hair and started moving his hips. He was fucking my mouth
like he had done on the night before. All I could do was kneel there
and accept his manhood as a slut, and evidently, as a whore was
supposed to do.

Poppy continued to pump my mouth until the hardened with a sac full of
cum. He then shoved his cock deep into my little mouth and unleashed
his load. Of course, I could never take it all. And he knew it. As he
pumped, much of it ran down the sides of my mouth. This infuriated
Poppy. Once he stopped cumming, he pulled me by my hair to a close
chair and sat down. He pulled my head up and yelled at me.

"You little slut. Didn't I tell you NOT to waste my cum!" Poppy
exclaimed.

"Yes sir. That's what you said. But I couldn't help it. Your cock is so
big and you cum so much in my mouth. I couldn't help it."

"Get over my lap slut. You know what happens when you waste my cum!"

Poppy pulled my up and over his lap in one quick motion. He pulled my
nightie up exposing my young bottom. The first swat as so hard it made
me cry. After about ten, I could no longer feel his hand. I was crying
profusely. My bottom was stinging and glowing red. I'm not sure how
many times Poppy spanked me, but I knew it was for my own good.

"Stand up in front of me young lady," Poppy said.

I did as he commanded, although my knees were weak.

"Are you going to waste my cum, or anyone else's cum in the future?"
Poppy asked.

"No Poppy. I won't. I'm sorry. It's just that you're so big and you cum
so much in my mouth. I can't always handle all of it. I'm sorry Poppy.
I'm so sorry. You make me so happy. I'll try not to do it again," I
said, barely getting any of it out as I was crying to hard.

"Now slut, you did something else that you're going to get another
spanking for. When I tell you to be ready, I mean BE READY! And that
means you will be completely dressed in hose, heels and dress! You will
never approach me or any other man without being fully clothed again.
Do you understand me?" Poppy screamed.

"I'm sorry Poppy. I thought you would like what I had on," I cried.

"I do. But you didn't have on any high heels. A slut and a whore NEVER
go anywhere without her high heels. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" Poppy
screamed.

"I'm sorry Poppy. I don't have a pair of heels that I thought looked
good with this outfit. Besides, I was just going to the potty," I
cried.

"Didn't you hear me slut? You will never go without your entire outfit
on. It doesn't matter if it's just to the bathroom or not. You will be
fully dressed anytime you come into my presents or any other man for
that matter. DO you UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes Poppy, I understand," I said through my sobbing.

"Get over here then. Now that you understand, you will get you
punishment. Kneel over my knees again."

I did as Poppy instructed. My bottom was still burning from my last
spanking, but I knew it was for my own good. I had been bad. Not once,
but twice. If I were going to learn to be a good slut and a good whore,
I would have to learn to take my punishment when I was bad. It would
only make me a better slut, whore and lover in the long run.

"OK slut, are you ready?" Poppy asked.

"Yes Poppy, teach me to be a good slut and an even better whore," I
said.

Poppy never said another word. The next thing I knew was the sting of
another spanking. This time, I wasn't his hand. It was more like a
belt. But it wasn't a belt. More like a thick switch. Poppy continued
to teach me my lesson with about 10 or 12 lashes. When he finished, he
stood me up in front of him. He spread his legs and had me step
forward. In one hand was what I later learned was a riding crop. Poppy
later explained it was used on horses, sluts, whores and bad girls.

"Lick your punisher," Poppy said as he brought the crop to my mouth.
"Treat it the way you would treat a big fat cock."

I did as Poppy instructed licking and sucking on it. It was a new
taste. Watching me lick it obviously turned Poppy on. He started
rubbing my sore bottom as he moved my hand to his growing cock. I
stroked Poppy's cock as I licked and sucked the crop.

"That's enough slut," Poppy said as he pulled the crop out of my mouth.

His cock was standing at full attention.

"Now put on a pair of heels and get your ass on the bed. We don't have
much time," Poppy said.

As I moved to my hiding place for my sexy girl clothes, I messaged my
stinging bottom.

"Stop that whore! You will never touch yourself without a man's
permission. And I didn't give you my permission!"

"Yes sir. I'm sorry sir. It's just that it hurts so much. I couldn't
help it."

"It's supposed to HURT! It's supposed to teach you a lesson about being
a SLUT and a WHORE! Do you understand me?" Poppy yelled.

"Oh yes sir. I understand. I'll never touch myself again without your
permission. I promise," I said as I started to cry again from Poppy's
lamenting.

"Put on those shoes and get your ass over here in bed. It's time I fuck
you gain!"

I slipped on a pair of three-inch clear mules that Timmy had given to
me. I was hurting so much from my punishment that I had a hard time
standing up in them. In fact, after about three steps, I stumbled.

"You're wasting time. I said NOW!" Poppy yelled.

I jumped onto the bed and quickly lay down on my back. Poppy didn't
waste any time this time. He was between my legs and had them up over
his shoulders before I was even settled in. This time, he didn't take
his time, or even be gentle. I one motion, Poppy had his cock at my
boy/pussy and was pushing it in. Thank goodness I was already lubed or
he would have ripped me open.

Poppy leaned forward and slammed his cock... all nine inches... into me
with one push. All I could do was lay there and accept him. It hurt and
he knew it. But it didn't hurt as bad as another spanking would have. I
succumbed to his mounting me and accepted it as the slut and whore that
I was supposed to be.

After several penetrations, I loosed up a bit and started to enjoy it.

"Yeah whore, you like this don't you?" Poppy said. "You like being
fucked don't you?"

"Oh yes Poppy, it feels so good. Fuck me. Take me. Fuck me real hard
and make it hurt," I said, almost crying. Although I knew that what he
was doing was not supposed to be easy and gentle, at the same time, it
wasn't supposed to be good on me, but if Poppy liked it, then I had to
like it. Although it was the first time, I didn't think it would be the
last time. By him, or someone else of his choosing.

Poppy continued to fuck me long and hard. Each stroke, he would take
his cock almost out of my boy/pussy, then slam it back in deep. His
pace quicken with each stroke, so much so that I could feel his balls
slapping against my bottom. Poppy was obviously enjoying it because his
cock got a little bigger with each stroke. This went on for maybe
another 10 minutes or so until Poppy couldn't hold himself any longer.

"Take this whore. Take it deep and hard and don't forget it!" Poppy
exclaimed.

Poppy held my legs high and wide and he slammed me. Then, his paced
slowed and became more deliberate. He was just ramming me as hard as he
could.

"Take my cum you whore. Take it in that boy/pussy of yours and enjoy
where it came from," Poppy said authoritatively. "You're going to get a
lot of more this tonight and tomorrow and tomorrow night. In fact,
you're going to get it all weekend!"

With that, Poppy exploded inside me, harder than any other time that he
had fucked me. For this time, he had truly FUCKED me. There was no love
or kindness about it. He had fucked me and raped me. I guess I was
truly his slut and whore now.

Poppy pumped me a few more times, making sure all of his cum was buried
deep inside me. Then, he collapsed on top of me, sweating and heaving
while trying to catch his breath. He continued to hold my legs up over
his shoulders, almost rolling me up into a ball. I felt so vulnerable,
yet so open and willing.

After a few minutes, Poppy's cock softened and it fell out of me. He
rolled of me and lay on his back, still trying to catch his breath. My
little cockette was standing at full attention though. I was still
horney. Although I did receive some satisfaction from his domination of
me, I still wanted more. Poppy saw this.

"You want to cu don't you," Poppy asked.

"Oh yes sir. I would love to cum. But only if you want me to cum," I
stated in a very demure way.

"Well, you're not going to cum yet. You'll just have to wait. And if I
catch you playing with yourself until I tell you its ok, then I'll
spank you so hard and so long, you won't be able to sit down for a
week!" Poppy said. "Do you understand me young lady?"

"Oh yes sir. I understand. I won't touch myself or anything until you
tell me."

"Ok, that's a much better attitude. Now get out of bed. You have to get
ready. We're going to my house tonight and for the rest of the weekend.
You've got to play hostess for my poker game tonight. You will leave on
your hose and garter belt and those heels. I think I have some at the
house that you can wear. You will put on a short tee-shirt and wear
nothing else for the ride over. I have to stop for gas and I don't want
you covered up. Also, get a couple of your best and sexiest outfits and
put them in an overnight bag. You'll need them. I know you can fit into
some of Joanne's old clothes, but I think you need to have some of your
own, just in case"

"Am I'm going to wear sexy stuff while I hostess your party tonight,
Poppy?" I asked.

"Of course you are. I have eight other men coming to the house. They'll
love to have fun with you. AND YOU BETTER NOT DISSAPPOINT THEM!" poppy
said more sternly then he had ever spoken to me before. "DO YOU
UNDERSTAND ME YOUNG LADY?"

"Oh yes sir. I understand perfectly. I'll be a very good girl. I
promise!"

"Get ready then. You have 15 minutes."