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When the woman had shaken hands with Samson, she had felt his hand clutch hers in a strong, confident grip. Tawny\'s body trembled when she remembered the sound of his voice as he whispered his intentions in her ear. "He was going to enjoy her."

Tawny shuddered at the thought. It was strange how his anger turned into lust so quickly, but she was unable to deny the truth of it. She knew that she would be hard pressed to deny the strong, powerful man whatever he had in mind for her.

The sun was dipping on the horizon and streetlights had started to glow around her. Tawny\'s mind drifted as she wondered what Samson\'s intentions would be. Would he demand a quickie? Would he want to do it in public? Her mind raced as she thought about what was in store for her.

Her son was safe, but what else would she have to do to keep him free of harm? She did not want to think about it but her more primal self was sending erotic imagery non-stop since making the agreement with the bully.

She felt her cheeks redden at the thought. She knew at some level that it would be sick to enjoy the attentions of the man that has caused her son no end of anguish, but it was the truth. Her body was reacting to the idea of having sex with such a powerful, imposing man. It was thrilling and erotic, even if it felt wrong.

She could feel the warmth of arousal between her legs. She could feel her excitement growing as she approached her house. She wondered if her son was waiting for her on the front porch, but she figured he was probably in his room. Tawny was just about to pull up into the driveway, but she stopped in her tracks.

She looked up and saw the silhouette of a man in front of the house. Her heart pounded as she realized that the man was Samson. She looked around frantically trying to find an avenue of escape but there was nowhere to go. She knew that she was cornered.

Tawny took a deep breath as she steeled herself to talk to Samson. The gang leader simply waited patiently outside the front door. She did not think she would have to pay on her end of the deal so soon.

"Samson, I ... What are you-?"

"I had to make sure I knew where you live. Are you going to invite me in or are you going to just stand here in front of your house?" Samson asked.

"Oh, yeah, here come in." Tawny said looking up at the mountain of man as she slid meekly past the man brushing against his hard muscles as she did so.

Tawny showed the gang leader her house giving him a tour of her entire house including Daniel\'s room. When Samson ordered her to follow him to her bedroom, she thought it was for sex. In truth she might have preferred sex than what Samson did do. The gang leader methodically went through all her clothing. He made the her get a trash bag and throw away all clothing that had zero sex appeal.

In other words she had to get rid of her most comfortable clothes. All shoes with under 4" heels were tossed drastically reducing her inventory of footwear. Every pair of panty hose was thrown in the trash bag, leaving her with just a handful of stockings. All her plain bras were tossed.

Tawny felt so violated as she was slowly made to only have clothing that was attractive.

A shiver of anticipation passed through Tawny\'s body as Samson spoke, declaring that he wanted her to feel the eyes of every man undressing her as if they owned her, and for her to understand the full extent of his control. His final demand seemed to hang in the air like an unstoppable force, "I expect you to enthusiastically follow my orders."

Two days later,

For two days Tawny woke up with anxiety of a call that had not come. The only break from this feeling was the news that her son had not been accosted the past two days. He even said that Samson apologized to him for being so mean to him. The gang leader did not mention the arrangement Tawny had with him.

He only mentioned his mother came to visit him and she was willing to help him see the opportunity of helping a gentleman such as himself.

Two days of tense anticipation and hanging dread had passed, with only the reassurance that her son was safe. Then as Tawny was stepping out to her car, a chill ran up her spine when she saw the text message.

It read: "Your house 40 minutes naked and on your knees." The words seemed to reach into her soul, confirming what she already knew; this would be their agreement, and the first step was going to be unbearable. Terror coursed through her veins and lodging itself in her heart.

The instructions were clear - she had forty minutes to make it home, strip and assume the position on her knees. All the apprehension she had experienced over the past two days came crashing down around her in a wave of dread, as she understood the implications of the message; this was the first step in their arrangement. She knew there was no going back now.

Thirty-Five minutes later...

Tawny cursed the heels she was forced to wear, feeling like heavy chains that slowed her every move. She fumbled with her keys before finally unlocking the door and kicking off her heels. As she looked at the clock that counted down her time limit, igniting a wave of anxiety within her, Tawny quickly fought with the fabric of her skirt until it unraveled from around her body.

With only minutes left, she barely had enough time to unclasp her bra and slip out of the thin stockings that were now clawing at her legs. With each piece of clothing that hit the floor, Tawny\'s heart pounded faster and faster as if in preparation for an impending storm. Just then, Samson opened the door and his imposing figure cast a shadowy silhouette over the room.

Her eyes met his but all words disappeared from her tongue.

"Damn if that is not the sexiest sight." Samson said grinning ear to ear. The man slowly walked right in front of the kneeling mother until his crotch was directly near eye level.

"Now for the next part. Greet me properly bitch." Samson ordered without the slightest hint of foreplay.

Tawny looked up confused on the command from her son\'s bully, her bully too now, if she thought about it.

"Damn slut I thought you said you were educated. Unzip my pants take my dick out and greet me properly, you dumb slut."

Without a moment\'s hesitation, Tawny reached up and opened the zipper of the man\'s pants revealing the bulge inside. Tawny felt her pussy quiver as she reached in to pull the hard swollen member out. She leaned her head back to look up at the man\'s face and giving him a coy little smirk, "Greet you properly, like this?" she said, as she mocked him.

"Do it bitch or I\'ll give you something to cry about." Samson said clenching his jaw in anger and impatience.

Tawny felt a twinge of arousal at the blatant threat of violence she was now taking from him. She shook off the strange little feeling and looking up to his eyes simply nodded and opened her mouth before engulfing his cock. She sucked him in until her lips were pressed into his pubic hair and then slid back and let his cock fall back out of her mouth.

She continued the motion, deep then shallow, a few moments into her fellatio she heard the beast moan.

Tawny\'s body quivered with pleasure as she felt the man move against her soft lips. She could feel the raw power emanating from him and it caused her to increase her pace, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. With a primal growl, he grabbed a handful of Tawny\'s honey blonde hair and emptied himself into her mouth; hot, salty, pungent come erupting over her taste buds.

"Swallow it bitch." Samson demanded in between pants of exhaustion. Tawny complied before a small dribble of cum leaked out of the side of her mouth.

"I did not hear a thank you, ungrateful slut." He snarled, delivering a sharp slap to her unsuspecting face. "Thank you," Tawny mumbled fearfully as she bowed her head in submission.

"We will work on your attitude. Now make me a sandwich and bring it up to your bedroom. You have more work to do." Samson commanded as he stripped off his trousers, leaving nothing hidden from Tawny\'s hungry stare. Her heart raced at the sight of his perfect body and without being told she knew that once again she was going to be used for his own pleasure.

10 minutes later.

Tawny walked up the stairs of her house naked with a plate and beer in a plaid picnic basket. The bully taste was still on the back of her mouth, a reminder of the unbidden snack given to her by son\'s bully. When she opened the door, she saw Samson standing, waiting for her, in her own bed.

What startled Tawny more was the fact that, while lying there naked on top of the sheets, his cock was rock hard again and pointing straight at her.

Samson\'s silence hung heavy in the air as he demolished his meal, and when he rose from the table Tawny could feel a heightened sense of anticipation. He strode towards the bathroom with a fierce determination and when he returned she flinched at the sound of his loud snap of the fingers.

His gaze pierced her soul as he pointed towards the bed, a silent yet potent demand for her to get ready for what was to come. Heat flushed over her body as her core ached with desire - but before she could even utter a whimper Samson growled, "Head down ass up!"

Tawny complied blinded as the position made it hard to tell where her soon to be lover was. Then she felt his tip slide up against her pussy lips.

"Oh" Tawny declared startled as she braced herself for what was to come. The hands grabbing her ass was the last herald of her violation. Then she felt his thick cock slide into her causing her to let out a wanton moan.

"Ah yes"

Before she could get settled Samson began to slide in and out of her sex. Tawny felt herself openning up to him to allow the bully easier access. Before long the slapping of flesh echoed throughout the room. Tawny began to moan more loudly, much more loudly.

"Oh fuck!! Yes, more, more, please, more! God Damnit, it\'s feel good!!" Tawny cried out.

"Shut up you fucking whore, be quiet and take it!" Samson screamed in response.

The man grabbed her hair and he rammed her down hard on his cock, pulling her up he thrust back into her.

"Yes, oh yes, more more more" Tawny pleaded.

Tawny felt herself opening more and more to him. Soon her pussy was dripping and there was a wet squishing sound as he continued to abuse her womanhood. Tawny started to shake as her body was overwhelmed by sensations her pussy was throbbing the orgasm building deep inside her.

"I\'m, I\'m going to cum" Tawny panted.

"You better fucking cum bitch" Samson said as he grabbed her hips and pistoned into her.

Samson\'s strong hands gripped Tawny\'s hips firmly as he slammed himself into her pussy.

Tawny\'s body convulsed and jerked with each thrust. Samson\'s hands were firm on her hips and his fingers dug into her flesh as he fucked her with more aggression.

Skin, lips, tongue, hands, nails

Hard slabs of flesh, the cold steel grip of conquest.

"You like that don\'t you? You little slut!" Samson snarled as he dug his fingers into her soft flesh.

"I\'m gonna cum!! I\'m gonna cum!! I\'m gonna-Ah Ah AhAhAaah!!"

Tawny came first as the man\'s ejaculate rushed into her pussy. "I\'m cumming! I\'m Cummin! I\'m CUMMI-"

"Shut the fuck up slut!" he snarled as he pulled out of her and slapped her ass with the back of his hand. The sting of the blow was soothed when Tawny felt the man\'s hand rub the sore red handprint. "You\'re my little fuck slut now, aren\'t you?" he said as he leaned over to whisper in her ear. "Mm hmm" Tawny responded as she was assuaged.

"Good now get up and go get me some water, we are not even close to being done. Tawny submissively whined at the prospect of being fucked some more. The "educated woman" struggled on legs that felt like jelly.

The reality of this arrangement was so much more intense than she ever imagined. The bully\'s domination was so much more harsh and powerful and exciting than she could have fathomed. He claimed her, used, abused, and degraded her, toyed with her mind and body until she came begging for mercy, and he was so powerful that she craved more from him.

She had a feeling she would never get tired of the way his iron will dominated her and how he took what he wanted without apology.

Four Hours Later...

Tawny laid in her bed with her legs spread and a pool of cum in between her legs. The woman had been fucked so thoroughly that she still had not moved even though it had already been twenty minutes since Samson left. The woman had been ordered to hold the pose she currently was in.

The result was the creampie in her pussy and her arms were still above her head and she was still covered with swatches of cum.

Four Hours earlier, the sound of Tawny\'s screams filled the house as Samson forced his way in. Every inch of her body ached from his brutishness, but still she laid there in her bed afterwards, limbs spread and a pool of cum dripping down her thighs. She had been commanded not to move until it was time for her son\'s return home from school, and even after twenty minutes she hadn\'t moved an inch.

When Daniel finally arrived, a wide smile on his face from another day of safety at school, he found his mother stumbling around the bathroom, trying to remove evidence of what had transpired. If only he knew that it was his mother who had sacrificed so much for his safety.