Rawslave29

Please keep going! Don’t stop!!! This is so hot 😈😈😈

When’s the next part coming out?

PLEASE CONTINUE!!! I love this story and want so much more

I can’t wait to read about him cheating more!!!

Keep going/writing! Want this to happen in real life soooo bad

Please write more, so fucking hot!

I’m near north Jersey. Can I have your pussy Daddy?

Good luck with school. And can’t wait for this to keep continuing. Gets me hard every time

Mmmmm I hope they still slam them with huge points of T

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Any chance the story will continue? Been a while and from prior comments the author said there was more in store fuckin love all of this

Please write more! This is the kind of family I need to belong too. Pnp with family here. Anyone else? Message me

Posting more soon? Please continue! N

Part 6: I sat there, covered in the stench of cum, sex, and what my tweaked out mind considered the stench and glory of a pig. I was starting to not be so high, starting to fade, and I passed out on a public bathroom floor. Naked. Left alone. I awoke to my dad and Master putting me in dads car. Just seeing them both grinning. I now even smelled of piss. “Looks like the faggot is waking up” Master said. “Indeed it is. It was a star, wasn’t it?!?!” I noticed dad kept calling me it…I didn’t mind. I was loving my new life. “Where are we going? And I wreak of piss!” I said noticing the aromas starting to really wake me. “Well of course fag, we walked in and told anyone that walked in to piss all over you, especially your face! Nothing better then my son being trash for anyone to use.” Master laughed and nodded. I started smiling. A week ago I would have cried. Now I’m a new fucked up person. Can life get any better? But suddenly I also noticed feeling run down. Not just come down from all the T, but like sick. I felt incredibly hot, sweaty, smelly, and starting to ache. Before I could say anything Master blurted “your converting, that’s what’s happening my slave.” I looked dumbfounded for a second. But I just couldn’t believe it. I’m becoming poz. Am I poz already? Who did it? ”We are so proud of our work, of your taking, and what we are about to do to you” dad said. “What am I gonna do dad? I’m willing as long as I can get something to eat.” then master barked “you will earn food when you have accomplished what we demand you stupid cunt!” I was taken back…but loved being degraded like this. We stopped and I saw my house. Didn’t seem like anything special. Dad got out and went inside. Master looked behind right at me and said “no matter what happens, you do as command. Got it?” ”Yes master!” Master got out, opened my door, and pushed me towards the front door. Something was going on. That’s when I started hearing multiple muffles, moans, spanking, someone was being used. And good. Master then said, “you slave will join us and fuck the person on the other side. No questions. No Bull shit. Just give your newly bugged HIV positive dirty load as many times as we command. Now say yes Master.” ”Yes Master.” He opened the door and my heart stopped. It was my boyfriend Johnny. Naked, tweeked, bruised, sticky, and being gang hanged by Father O’Brian, our high school math teacher (that was new and shocked me), the 711 manager, Sir and the cop from the public restop, all of them were circled around with my dad leading the gang fuck beating his dick so hard down his throat he almost vomited. Johnny for sure was fucked up. Before I could react, cry, scream, anything, Master just pushed me further. I had no clothes on, reaking of piss and cum, and no idea what to do. That’s when I felt a different kind of pinch in my dick. Father O’Brian looked like he did the smallest slam ever. But it didn’t get me high. It got me hard. Dad looked at Johnny and told him “tell your boyfriend. Tell him what you love. What turns you on.” Johnny still being fucked by our math teacher Mr. Brooks who was hung and high as fuck too, just looked me in the eyes and said “I love cheating on you. And I’m not sorry babe.” I started crying. He kept smiling. ”just like You I was corrupted. Our dads wanted this. And it became a joy every time your father Carl came over and fucked me, slapped me, chocked me, slammed me, pissed down my throat…and I won’t stop.” I was starting to tremble while Mr. Brooks didn’t give a fuck and kept pounding. Father O’Brian was videotaping and jacking off. The 711 manager was twisting his right nipple while the cop was twisting the left. And Sir was waiting patiently to switch with someone. Johnny looked at me and said “I’m still your boyfriend whether you like it or not, because I’m also our fathers slave. Just like you. But we will never be faithful. Come on, tell me you haven’t enjoyed being fucked and drugged by anyone who wants your body, and your a liar.” it’s true. Every word. He kept smiling. And I was so confused. That’s when master spoke “so your pathetic cheating boyfriend loves to hurt you? Hurt him back then.” Mr. Brooks took that as a cue and stopped fucking Johnny. I was rock hard. I went behind Johnny with Master instructing me “This is what he loves doing to you? And he’s been like you for a good few months now. Your father came up with this idea. Getting you later, tormenting you, and braking you into a complete slave for drugs and raw cock. So go on, give my son your dirty fucking AIDS load you slut.” With everything happening, feeling how I felt, smelling how I smelled, seeing everyone’s malicious and almost evil grins…I gave in. If this is what makes me happy, then might as well not hide it. This is who I am. I am a dirty poz incest whore. I grabbed johnnys ass and WHAM! I spanked him as hard as I could. But with no flinch. Johnny looked back, smiled. I smacked as hard as I could again. He loved it. “By the way son, your cheating boyfriend is a pain pig. Let’s see what you can do!” I just kept spanking. Hitting, and wanting him to hurt. But he loved it…it started making me smile. I was fucked up without being on drugs. Still feeling winded after a few smacks and being converted, I grabbed his cheeks with my nails and scrapped. Little bit of blood. “Do it to his hole.” Master said. I didn’t think and just dug my dirty piss nails into his asshole. Made him red a little. And just jammed my cock inside of Johnnys opened ass. It felt like I was fucking a hallway. So sticky, wet, and filled of different liquids. I just looked straight into his now red hole and jammed my cock inside hard.closing my eyes to feel every inch. Wanted him to feel my rage. But I knew he loved it. Everyone did. And I kept fucking, sweating, got dizzy a few times, but didn’t stop. I then felt something new. I felt another cock. I opened my eyes to see my dad below us putting his dick in at the same time. “This is what I’ve wanted us to do my son. I’ve wanted us to become dirty poz pigs as father and son. And this will only strengthen our bond.” I fucked Jonny’s hole with dads cock gliding side by side. Dad looked Johnny and me and said “I’m getting close, bows the time my boy.” With the command my dad cummed all inside while I was still fucking. “Now slave, cum!” Master commanded. I couldn’t resist. I came deep. Felt the mixtures of loads and some blood. And knew this was probably in store for me soon too. If not, I will beg. That’s when I collapsed on top of Johnny. Master looked at us both and said “you two will still be boyfriends to the world whether or not you really are. But you will always fuck or be fucked whenever we say. Got it.” “of course master” Johnny said. they all looked at me. “Yes. Yes master. Yes Dad.”