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Just desserts

Thomas glared at both of them, "I'm fucking done, you hoes do whatever the fuck you want to do I may come back or I may not."

Thomas packed a bag, ad left. It would be nearly a month before he came back. his left hand wrapped as if he'd been in one hell of a fight. He wondered what would happen when he got home. A barely controlled rage controlled though barely was resting on his features.
 
Avery had been so lost since Thomas left, and Sutton, that had come closer to her mother, hated to see her that way. Her mother has threatened to take her life many time,s but Sutton wouldn't let her, therefore she didn't get as much sleep and rest as she should have. When Sutton heard footsteps in the hall, she ran out to see who it was. When she saw it was Thomas, she gave him a hug. Yes, she didn't love him anymore, like her mom did. But God, he had to help her, her mom. "Thank God, you're back. You have to help Mom, she's a wreck."
 
He rolled his eyes, hurt obvious in them "Why should I give a flying fuck you two don't' need me don't need to follow orders, or be protected I should leave both of you to rot in the gutter, I ask for two things loyalty and devotion."
 
Avery came running from the kitchen when she heart his voice. "Thomas? Is that you. Oh Thomas!" She threw herself in her arms, hugging him tight. "I promise you, we'll be good. Won't we, Sutton?" She let her gaze drop to her daughter. Sutton knew she didn't have a chioce. "Of course we will," she agreed as she lay a hand on her mother's shoulder.
 
He laughed, "You think I give a fuck, I can go on my own, I expected love from the two women I took in, one I helped to raise, but instead you betray me, do something to prove you love me, and want me here or I'm gone."
 
Avery took a step back, looking rather sad again. "Please, don't leave. I'll do anything. Name it, and I'll do it. Sutton too, she's a nice girl now. Ain't that right, darling?" Sutton nodded, even though she didn't want to. She knew that their lives would be better without Thomas in them, but still... It didn't look like her mother was able to live without him. Which was sad. "Yes, we'll do anything for you, if only you come back." She had to tell him how their lives had been. "Do you know what we've been going through?" Sutton said, staring at him, staring hard. "My mom can't even pee unless I tell her to, and she hasn't been enjoying herself since you left. She needs you, we need you. Don't you see it? You're the one keeping us alive, Thomas." Avery nodded slowly, confirming every word. "It's true. We can't live without you. You need to help us, please. Let us be a family again," she said, half smiling as she pulled her daughter into a hug. "Please? Can't you see we're changed? Sutton here will do anything for you. And so will I." there was no doubt that they both had been suffering these past months, and Sutton just wanted her mom back, but also, she wanted Thomas back in their lives. She was curious, how had mom gotten into the whole pain thing? Why did pain make her wet? Maybe Thomas could help her on that front.
 
Thomas laughed, punching his wife in the gut, hard enough to force her to her knees.He said, "So you haven't pissed or cum in a month, I want proof of loyalty, Sutton kiss my ass hole, Whore get the pitcher you are going to drink a cockti of my your and Suttons piss also fill your cunt and ass with ice to help it cool down."
 
Avery fell to her knees, clutching her stomach. She nodded silently as he spoke, and Sutton soon added, "I'll get it for you, mom." She saw that she had trouble getting up, and decided to be the nice daughter she now had become. Of course, she was still nervous about the whole thing, but at least she followed Thomas' orders. She came back with the pitcher and some ice cubes. "Where do you want it?" Sutton asked, her gaze at Thomas. Avery started to raise slowly, still clutching her stomach a little, but tried to make it look like it didn't hurt as much as it did.
 
Thomas kissed his "Wife" hard. Suckling her tongue. He smirked "I want her to do it, the pitcher you should piss in it then lay back and allow your mother to fill her snatch and ass with ice cubes, while you kiss my ass."
 
Sutton sat it all down on the floor as she said, "I don't have to pee right now." Avery on the other hand, started to pull down her pants and as she did so, she bent down to grab some ice. This was going to be cold. Sutton couldn't fully understand why Thomas wanted her to use ice, but she guess she would figure out sooner or later.
 
Thomas smirked, the ice cubes each an inch to three inches. Thomas laughed and smacked both their asses He smirked at Sutton "Come on stop dragging your feet on your knees tongue in my ass."

He lighted at his whore of a wife. Petting her.
 
Suddon nodded slowly as she got to her knees. "How.. How do I do this?" she asked, her voice barely hearable. Avery stood on all four, shoving ice cube after ice cube into her cunt and ass. It was so fucking cold, but she didn't have a choice. This had to be done, and besides, she had to prove that she was loyal.
 
Thomas smirked as he said "Just spread my ass cheeks and tongue my ass sexy, it's not that hard."

Thomas groaned as he said, "Piss in the pitcher you sexy bitch piss in it, and fill it nice and full, then push the ice cubes into it."

He smacked her ass. Petting Sutton as he let her work. Enjoying the feelings His cock hardening in his boxers. Relaxing and taking deep breathes. He was enjoying himself.
 
Sutton sighed as she pulled his boxer down a little, and spread his cheeks. She closed her eyes as she stuck her tongue out to lick his ass hole. This better be the last time she's doing it, she thought.
Avery didn't need to be told twice, she peed in the pitcher, and well, she peed a lot. Then she pushed all the ice cubes into it. That too was a few. Avery was actually looking forward to drink it, if only Thomas would pee in it, because his pee tasted delicious. She had never tasted her own or Sutton's, so this was a new one.
 
As if he could read her mind he peed into the pitcher. petting her as he said "That's a good girl now stir it all up nice and sure, and down it all, I don't' want a single drop left understand?"
 
Sutton was still licking his ass hole with her eyes closed, when she heard Thomas pee into the pitcher as well.. It heard like it was prett much pee in it now, and she began to wonder if it was healthy to drink it all, or drink it in the first place. She pulled her tongue out from his hole. "Thomas, don't make her drink the whole thing, she's gonna puke," she said silently, knowing that she didn't have a say in it.
 
In fact, she didn't. Avery drank every drop of pee, then she sighed. "Delicious." Sutton made a face, couldn't fully understand how her mother liked the taste of pee. She just glared at her for a while.
 
He smirked at her, "The best part is, it will go right through you, meaning you'll really REALLY need to pee in an hour or so, Sutton strip naked and sit on one of the chairs, legs spread I want you to use your mother's industrial vibrators, while she jerks me off and tell me how badly she's missed me."
 
Sutton did as she was told, and left her clothes in a pile on the floor. "I don't know where it is," she said and looked at him, figuring he knew where it was. Avery crawled over to her husband and master, pulling his pants down. She knew that she would have an urge to pee, but still, it was good to get a reminder of it.
 
Avery went to get it, feeling how the clips hung along her waist, and came back with two of her industrial vibrators and Thomas' cane. "Here," she said and Sutton grabbed the vibrators. Then Avery gave her husband the cane. "Where do you want me?" she asked. Sutton looked at the vibrators, and well, she didn't like them at all. She didn't like vibrators, she thought, but well, only one way to find out. She sat down on one of the chairs and spread her legs. One of the vibrators she lay on the table, while she tried to force the other into her tight cunt.
 
Thomas smirked, rubbing the cane, it was green very fresh The tip had wax o it to prevent it from breaking skin. As he swung it through the air the sound of it "Whistling" echoed ominously. A leather handle rested on it for the comfort of his hand.

He smirked a bit, as he removed a large ziplock bag from his coat. He slowly leaned down, "I told some of the women I fucked about my skank hoe of a wife, hookers bar sluts, I asked them to give me something to take to her and more than a few agreed, here's your present slut I want you to bury your face in them sucking the cum from them as you can."

Hundreds of pairs of wore socks everything from black leggings to rainbow colored All stank like a woman had been wearing them all day then left to sit. His cum mixed deeply in with the smell, signifying he'd cum multiple times on each pair. He'd forced her body to love the smell of female sweat, and dried cum by making her orgasm with her face buried in a pair of her own socks. He knew this was her most shameful secret since she detested any feet but her own and his. He put the pile o the floor saying, "Face down, ass up skank."
 
Avery waited patiently for her so-called present, and as soon as the worn pairs of socks fell to the floor her face fell. He knew how much he hated feet and everything that people had worn on them. "Thomas," she said, but she couldn't argue with him now. After all, he had just come back. She closed her eyes as she bent down, face in the pile of socks and ass up in the air. She could barely breathe in that stank.. But she knew she had to, and besides, they had Thomas' cum on them, which meant that she was going to like them some way or another. But of course, he could have just given her a bottle of it. This was a little over the top. She gripped a single sock, taking it in her hand, as she started to sniff on it, then suck on it. She swallowed, and was ready to puke, which she didn't do. She took a new sock, and started to do the same to that one. Her head started to feel a little weird already, and she had to wondered if it was the stank from the socks or the cum.
 
Thomas brought the cane down hard on her ass. He wanted it to look like a grill pattern by the time he was done. Bright hot red welts appearing. First moving the woman so also of her weight was on her tits and face her head buried in the pile of cummy socks.With this excellent angle her tippee toes holding her ass up he went to work. Caning from the top left corner of her ass to the bottom right then vice versa before going straight cross.
 
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