Showing Ellen off Part 1

Ellen was still sitting on my now spent cock as she once again declared that she would always be my woman. "So Ellen Riley you are now apart of my family and I would think in about a year you will marry me."

"Yes of course I will marry you although I am sure that my parents might object since you are older than I am." Ellen said giving me a kiss. "It doesn't matter what my parents will think for I will be your wife."

I asked Ellen to stay for dinner so that she could meet my father. Since Ellen had come without an extra change of clothes she had to wear her revealing top and shorts. "So, who is this very pretty young lady?" My father said when he saw Ellen in the kitchen with Kate and Paula. "I'm Tom Jackson and you are?" It was more than clear that my father was giving Ellen the once over and wondering if he could get her into her panties.

"Dad, this is my girlfriend Ellen Riley." I said and gave him an edited version of how we met and Ellen chimed in with something like it was the best day of her life when she met me.

"I see, I see are you two going to get married or just live together?" My father said wondering how he could turn this meeting to his advantage. I let Ellen tell him that she had plans to marry me as soon as possible. "Well, my son can be a real handful."

"Now Tom, you shouldn't talk about Kevin like that." My mother said slapping my father on the top of his head. "He has a damn good job he helps out around the house and he has a beautiful and smart girlfriend."

"Well you always put him down." My father said rubbing his head in confusion. I am sure he was wondering how it was that his wife had a major change of heart about me.

"And another thing," my mother said. "Keep your eyes and hands to yourself especially when Ellen is around. You have me and that will be enough for you."

"Damn you didn't have to hit me that hard." My father said not at all happy with the way this evening was working out. "I'm sorry for saying things about you that were bad son I promise that it won't happen again."

"Wow! Your mom really went off on your father." Ellen said as we exited the house. "I know that he was undressing me with his mind and he pictured me taking his cock into me but he would never have had the chance," She told me as we headed for the dungeon. "The ring and the collar you gave me makes me exclusively yours."

Once inside the dungeon I undressed Ellen and tied her to the bondage cross. This time the first thing I did was to rub body oil all over her making her body gleam in the dungeon lights. I played with her breasts and lubricated her anus and her pussy with the oil. Ellen even with the ball gag in her mouth moaned loudly as she wiggled her body against the cross. I started using the flail first tickling her nipples and then her pussy. "I know you want to cum bitch I can tell by the way your body moves."

The moment I used the flail on her buttocks her whole body convulsed as she had her orgasm. "Just think my wonderful slut, I am going to take you to the table and make you cum again." I told her as I released her from the cross.

It took but a moment to tie her to the table and to attach the clamps to her nipples and pussy. I told her that I was going to use the anal plug as well. Even though I kept everything at a very low setting Ellen was almost cumming the moment I turned the machine on. Her body arched off the table top her whole body shook as though an earthquake was moving her. She was cumming hard.

I climbed onto the table and inserted my cock into Ellen's very wet pussy. She had the "Please fuck me" look in her eyes. I fucked her as hard as I could and Ellen kept moving her body in unison with mine and I think that had her hands been free she would have ripped my back apart with her fingernails.

"It just gets so much better all the time honey." Ellen told me once I helped her off of the table. "Will you be taking me back to the town were we met? I would be happy if you walked me through the town and I would be completely naked just so the on lookers would know that I am your slut."

"Let me see," I said while I watched her dress. "Yes, I will take you there tomorrow and I will put a sign around your neck that will read "Touch me I am a whore."