Category: DIRTY THOUGHTS

PLUS ONE

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There were always exotic women with sharp curves and strong bodies, coming in and out for no longer than a few hours at a time.  African.  Asian.  Italian.  Irish, Hispanic.  Filipino.  Different shapes sizes, and walks of life down the same path.  Sometimes alone.  And sometimes, together.  All doing a form of “The walk.”   But what does an outsider know about anything that happens inside a home of consenting adults?   

 

Ron waited as Lorraine walked around the corner of his home towards him from the opposite direction of where he was perched.  He recognized the smile on her bright yellow face from a distance as a nervous one.  But her confident, sexy gait was undeniably confident until her last step.  Which ended directly in front of Ron’s prone lawn chair.  Everything about her portrayed the woman as sure, even if she wasn’t.  But it wouldn’t be long before she believed in herself again.  Because she was there. 

 

“Are you alone tonight?”  Ron asked smirkingly.

 

Smiling up at the woman as her breasts blocked the sun from the front of his face he remembered the words of his Uncle lawyer.  “Never ask a question you are not sure of the answer.”  The curves of her tightly-shave cunt already betrayed no shadows between her tight white shorts.  And no fearful intent on her part at all.  Ron read her weight shifting from one foot onto the other as a tell he had seen before.  The sassy Latina hell-bent on taming the Beast within Ron’s shorts, once and for all!  His cock even twitched a bit at the thought of what was anticipated she would try first.  And what Ron would do next. 

 

“I am more than enough woman.”  Lorraine smiled.

 

Her pride stuck in the words even if she doubted, they were true.  Knowing her friend was in love with him but knowing herself even better.   This wouldn’t be the 1st time they were together.  Just the first time they would be together alone.  And from their first time together?  Lorraine wasn’t sure what she was saying may actually be the lie.  Because Ron was more than a handful!  Or even two.

 

Her body ached for him.  She could still feel his warm hardness pulsing inside of her days later.  And had only nervous conversation with his girlfriend Jill since.  Trying to hide how she really felt about their threesome was hard!  And Jill told her she and Ron had been fighting ever since which secretly made Lorraine smile.  Jill said she was leaving to visit her parents for a few days.  To reconsider the entire relationship and whether there was a future for them at all.  While Lorraine listened as a good friend would under the circumstances.  Hoping that Jill wouldn’t catch on to her growing interest in her man!

 

When Ron called and asked her to stop by the day Jill flew out of town?  All types of thoughts ran across Lorraine’s mind.  One about her own girlfriend who was boring in bed for a girl but, loyal.  She knew nothing about what Lorraine had been up to the previous Thursday night and her evolving thoughts on her own sexuality.  But mostly she thought about Ron and the way his dick felt inside of her body!  She realized she didn’t care if her girlfriend found out and what she wanted was more time with him, alone.  

 

“What time”?

 

She could have said no.  Hung up the phone and called Jill immediately and tell her about the invitation and that would be the end of it.  She could fight the temptation to fuck her man AND have Jill back on a regular basis again.  Because she knew if she said anything?  Jill would break it off with him.  But Lorraine didn’t want it to be the end.

 

 She was hoping they would have invited her back to join both of them.    Their dynamic had been electric!  And she wanted nothing more than to experience Ron again!  His confidence in inviting her over was exciting to her!  Knowing what she knew now about them both.  The right thing was satisfying a thumping emptiness between her legs since last week Lorraine knew Ron could sate.  Jill had just left the door wide open.

 

Inviting Lorraine into their shared bed was proof of her willingness to evolve and share.  Both Ron and Jill both knew it wasn’t in Jill’s nature to share anything!  Especially Ron.  He knew there had to be more in it for her or it would go on for as long as it could before Jill lost her cool entirely.  Demanding some form of reassurance again of his devotion to her.  The interim was going through their playful motions.

 

The fruits of the game now stood directly before him.  Close enough for him to reach out and rub his palm against Lorraine’s mound before Ron decided to respond to her boast.

 

“I’ve heard that before.” He sneered.

 

Lorraine would have probably would have never imagined a man interacting with her that way last week!  But Ron had opened up a world the young woman had stopped considering long ago.  And she welcomed his forceful yet, gentle touch with an involuntary shiver and not much else.  His palm circulated across her mound in the ways girls usually touched her.  And increased her desire to be not just filled by his cock but more intimately this time!  Ron pulled aside her terry cloth shorts to lick between her legs with the confidence most men only pretend to have.  As the heat and moisture between her legs bunched her shorts even closer together between her thighs.  His perversion matched only by his skill.

 

Lorraine loved Jill as a friend and occasional lover too.  And the two women were attracted together for what seemed like forever!  She was the girl Lorraine cheated on her Girlfriends with before Ron.  Not seeing her being the main reason she agreed to join the two of them in the 1st place.  With the caveat, she was not there for him.  How things change in a moment.

 

All Lorraine could think about in the seven days since their Menage Trois was him!  Watching how attentive Ron was to Jill had made her instantly jealous and understanding of why Jill never called her anymore!  But hearing his voice on the other end of the line was what she wanted now!  Lorraine didn’t need a clumsy excuse to stop by uninvited while Jill was out of town.  All she had to do was stop by and see if the connection she felt was really there.  And now as his finger decisively slid into her moist slit.   She knew she had done the right thing!

 

“Either way.  I’m glad you came.”

 

 

She almost did as Ron removed his hand and walked into the home.  Expecting her to follow closely behind.  He waved at the camera in an odd gesture she thought as they stepped inside together.  The long distance to the Bedroom seemingly steps away as Lorraine felt something she hadn’t felt in many years.  Overwhelmed and unable to say the words no. 

 

Ron lit a joint sitting on the side of the Bed in an ashtray.  Passing it to her as she sat her down on the Bed before exiting the room.  When Ron reappeared he was as naked and immodest as the day he was born.  Swaying from side to side as he moved towards her.  

 

“You’re assuming an awful lot.”  

 

Her mouth moved but her body stayed put.  Because she wore no panties or bra all she could do was pretend there was a chance she would walk away by behaving modestly.  But there was only one reason she would be there! and her hard nipples gave her completely away before Ron stood above her silently.  Grasping the blunt in one hand and her face in the other before pulling her chin up.  Her mouth directly in line with his 9 inches of brown steak.  With her eyes were directed upwards, watching him pull the weed into his mouth.  Ron’s head tilted down to kiss her.  Blowing smoke onto her tongue and down her throat as he kissed her passionately.  Releasing her mouth from his with two words.

 

“Stop playing.”

 

Lorraine felt her hand moving up between his legs.  Pulling Ron’s cock towards her opening lips knowing she shouldn’t be doing this!    It was pure lust and instinct taking over.  Watching his eyes roll back into the recesses of his head and making her mouth even wetter!  Her tongue encircled than engulfed, his stiffening cock as Lorraine surprised herself with how deep she could push it into her mouth and almost down her throat!  The enthusiasm that was more about how excited she was to see him this time alone.

 

What would her girlfriend say if she knew where she was and what she was doing?  And what about Jill?  Would she accept an apology and Lorraine’s skilled tongue swirling between her own tan thighs as a proper apology?  Did Lorraine even care?  As the thoughts ran through Lorraine’s head?  Her hands moved downwards towards her own slick box.  Rubbing her clit like her girlfriend usually did.  As if she was there with them!      

 

Sleeping with men was expected of her as a young, sexy Latina, so she wasn’t a virgin anywhere.  Her strict Catholic guilt made sure of that!  Lorraine was even engaged to a man before who had taught her about sex as a chore.  Those encounters were more about his pleasure than hers.  Those far from earth-shattering experiences only pushed her further away from men and before long Lorraine had rebranded herself a Lesbian. 

 

Any attraction to men had been a fleeting thought since.  Until watching Ron and Jill together had made her envious in a way she never experienced.  She WANTED him to make love to her the same way he had Jill.  With kisses and strokes long and deep inside of her body!  The sight of his brown skin sliding inside of Jill’s pink hole as it spread and sweated around his cock.  Lorraine knew what she wanted! 

 

There were no rules she told herself as she devoured the brown monster inch by inch.  Her body temperature heating up at the thought of Ron entering her like he had Jill.  Kissing and caressing her chest and back lovingly as he tested the depths of her well as Lorraine had watched in anticipation.  Wanting to be next but knowing that wasn’t what the two women had agreed upon.  If Jill was in town?  She wouldn’t be here.  Dressed so provocatively for however long he clothes remained. 

“You are very good at this.” 

 

Ron let her know he approved as he watched her head bobbing back and forth over and around his thick monster.  She was barely able to contain it in her mouth, and half wanted/expected Ron to grab the back of her head and force him down onto her.  Causing her to cough and gag as she usually had in her past with much smaller men.  But he didn’t.  He just watched as she did what she could before stepping back and pulling her tight T-shirt over her head.  Revealing her wonderfully shaped C cups and absurdly hard brown nipples.  The darkest part of her body. 

 

“I need to taste them titties now.”

 

His mouth circling her areolas in the most frantic yet, seductive way.  Ron had caressed and rubbed her titties beneath her bobbing head and now, pulled them and her upwards towards her mouth. 

 

“You know you are a natural, don’t you?”  Ron again expressing his approval of her performance so far.

 

The warmth of his mouth and lips kissing in between her breasts, so close to her own heartbeat made her shake again beneath him.  As he pushed her down onto the bed and began licking down her body until his head was between her thighs.  Kissing either side and teasing her clit with clumsy rolls of the tongue that seemed perfectly timed to her reactions!  Until Ron dug in.  Devouring her pussy with what had to be divine intent!

 Back and forth.  Up and down.   Figure eights until Lorraine’s body betrayed her, and she could feel the Orgasm welling up inside of her body! 

 

“I’m cumming.”

 

Ron rolled her legs up further beneath him as she began to shake and in one slow stroke?  Invaded her convulsing pussy just in time to get the desired reaction! 

“I love a wet dick.”

 

The strokes were long and slow with an extra push at the end that shook Lorraine a bit further than she ever knew possible!  The pain of being stretched enhanced by the pleasure or her own Orgasm beneath him!  His throbbing bare flesh rubbing against her walls that made her wonder does he do this with every girl?  But not wanting to stop it now!  No man had ever entered her unprotected, and she had sworn that no random man ever would!  But at the moment?  All she wanted was to feel his cum inside of her! 

“I know I cheated?” 

 

Ron began to pull out of her as her Orgasm subsided a bit.  His cock teasing and massing her insides in a short steady stroke.  Keeping the sensors inside of her body on full blast as his hands seemed to be all over her at once!  Under her ass.  Cupping her as he pulled her in but controlled her every stroke. 

On her tits.  Rubbing them and pinching her nipples one at a time in between hugs and kisses that calmed her fiery soul.  His tongue invading her mouth passionately from time to time as she began to Orgasm as many times as she could manage from his artful mastery of her!  As Ron began to push deeper inside of her.  His full shaft pressing against her shaved baldness finally.  Lorraine began to experience what she was looking for! 

 

“I want you to cum inside me.”

 

Lorraine’s voice was barely audible as she felt Ron stiffen and shoot his seed deep inside of her womb.  Leaving her there to recover.

“I will be right back.  Have to go check on something.”

 

Jill had watched the whole thing on the home security in a room upstairs.  Her mouth was gagged, and her hands tied behind her as she watched her man impregnate her friend.  The machine whirred and whipped inside of her a dildo half the size of Ron.  As she squirmed at the delight of watching her dream come true.  She couldn’t have children, and it gave her happiness to know the plan had worked so well.  Hoping that one day, they could all be together again soon. 

Dominos 7/Jessica’s End Game

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Jessica was about to Orgasm.

 

She could feel his heat growing inside of her body.  Stretching her open from the inside out even as her mouth opened wide to meet his tongue in space.  She wanted him to cum now!  Jessica could feel him swelling wider inside of her body.  Pushing her even further.  Even as she didn’t believe her body could afford to take any more of an invasion.

 

She had almost forgotten his wife was in the room until she felt the warm length of her tongue.  Slick against her anus.  And considering their symbiotic relationship?  That was a testament to her newfound lover, Jerrod.  Wanting to focus only on the smooth rhythmic motion of the man between her thighs from the moment he invaded her slit.  Jessica was beginning to quiver deep inside of herself immediately, and perhaps it was because he was the most famous person she had ever fucked.  As far as she knew.  Not knowing where the sensations were emanating from made her feel as if Jessica’s whole body was on fire!  And her constant wetness was an attempt to put it out!

 

She had spent many years in Europe planning her return and next move.  Transforming the Family’s fortune into terms, she could easily manage from afar.  While spending nights trying to find herself and feel something she never had since that night.  Alive.  Jessica decided to return once she surmised there was only one way to face your demons.  Head on. 

 

As Jerrod loosed her from her perch on top of him.  Jessica.  Her ample bottom and bosom seemingly slid off of him onto the floor. His wife, lover, and confidant Jane replaced him at her pulsing nexus.  Armed with a warm cloth used to wipe away the younger woman’s shameless display of lust.  While occasionally running her adept tongue between the folds.  Licking and twisting the appendage to seemingly Jessica’s advantage.  Women were never her thing.  But she could get used to this!  As Jane’s crafty tongue eased the joyful but slightly painful sensation of her husband thrusting inside of her.  His big cock still resonated against the new sensation Jane now provided.  As Jerrod sat back in his chair now solo. 

 

“We are so happy you accepted our invitation.  Do you still feel up to some role play?”

 

Jerrod spoke as Jane’s hands began to explore Jessica’s body further.  Like her husband.  She really appreciated the female form and enjoyed mapping women’s reactions to her touch.  Almost as much as she enjoyed watching Jerrod fuck them senseless.  Knowing how he made her feel every time they were together as husband and wife.  Only a woman who was with him too could understand and appreciate the real power of Jane.  Especially after she had her way with her.

 

“Would you mind if we tied you up now like we discussed?”

 

Jessica had picked up some habits and desires that the brilliant young woman hadn’t figured out how to control yet.  All based upon the excitement she felt when completely out of control.  And the danger of Bondage suited her new nature perfectly.  Unable to make any decision about how her own body could or would be used and sometimes?  Even by who.  A suitable penance for what she had done to Ron.

 

There was also an affinity for much older men with Big cocks.   Most of whom were very married men she found somewhat reprehensible.   Nasty old fuckers who had no right touching a woman of her quality without paying the enormous sums they eventually would for her time.  Jessica’s habits had become obsessions, and the only way she could break the chain was to finally face her demons. 

 

“Please do.” She replied.

 

Jane used the woman’s verbal cue to slap her Jessica’s pussy with her open hand roughly.  Eliciting a shriek from the unexpected blow.  And releasing a calming thought into her head.  She wasn’t afraid of pain.  On the contrary, she welcomed it.  Jessica’s fear was of her weakness of sin.  Feeling that she may still owe a debt to Jane for removing her Father from her life years ago.  And wondering if under the stress of the pleasures or torture she would feel compelled to admit it.   And be in no position to defend herself. 

 

“You liked that a little too much.  I think we have a winner hun.”

 

Jane began roughly exploring Jessica’s insides as she spoke to her husband and noted his cock’s appreciation of her work.  It stood tall and mighty like a Mandingo Warrior’s staff.  Ready to fill her when she asked. 

 

Jane began to attach the spreader bar to the ankle cuffs already fastened around each of Jessica’s legs.  And Jessica started regress immediately into her submissive self.  Where she was both most comfortable and deadly.  Feeling the areolas on her chest pucker up as Jane began to pinch them hard between her fingers and kissing her in the same manner simultaneously.  As she began to fall back onto the floor unable to both keep her balance as well as protect the sensitive nubs.  That was the moment she knew the night’s games had begun.  And decided to use her elbows instead to allow her new Mistress access to her swollen breasts. 

 

“And she is a quick learner.”  Jerrod chimed in. 

 

Jerrod then stood and walked to the table behind her.  Opening a draw, she was unable to see in her current state.  Jerrod began to kneel on the floor opposite Jane.  Balls and dick sitting directly in front of her forehead.  Just beyond the reach of her wanting tongue. 

 

“Eat her pussy again lover.”

 

Jerrod reached out and dragged the bar with one hand.  Curling the woman up in a semi-ball and lifting her up into the air slightly.  Allowing his wife to dig into the young snack with no limitations!  Jessica’s hands reached out and around Jerrod’s thighs and clutched his ass forward.  Allowing her mouth and tongue access to at least one side of his stick.  Which she flicked her tongue at wildly.  It was a position she couldn’t remember ever being in before and combined with the expert licking she was receiving from Jane?   Jessica felt another Orgasm welling up inside of her body.  This one more powerful than the last!  Jessica felt herself dripping down.  Outside of the folds of her beautiful and recently underused pink pussy.  Between the folds of her ass and spread around liberally by Jane’s tongue occasionally.  Until it felt so good?  Jessica thought that she would erupt all over her face like she had on Jane’s  Father’s long ago.    The thought alone fueling her wanton feelings.

 

“Fuck her babe.”

 

Jessica felt the plug being pushed into her tiny ass as Jerrod pulled the Bar closer to him.  Exposing it a bit more.  She hadn’t seen him pass his wife the tool and screamed in pain as she began to work the tool around inside of her.  Jessica’s Orgasm had been thwarted by the thickness of the toy stretching her ass.  But she wasn’t complaining about how she felt at all! 

 

“I think she likes it.”

 

Jane began to nibble at her clit whenever she parked the plug inside of Jessica in a way no man ever had tortured her before with his mouth.  Knowing exactly how to play with her hardened, exposed puffy piece.  Alternately licking and biting the pleasure point into a state of euphoria and to the precipice of her pain’s limits.  She felt relieved when the couple flipped her over onto her knees and began to take turns spanking her.  After finally cuffing Jessica’s hands together, behind her. 

 

This went on for almost an hour until Jessica could feel her ass relax around the plug and a different sensation began to build inside of her.  One that Jane knew all too well.  After being teased and pleasured.  Tortured and taken to the edge.  Nothing short of a good, vigorous fucking by Jerrod’s ten inches would sate her!  She was well past the point of taboo or concern and only wanted one thing.  And when the plug was released from her as, she just knew it would be next!  As long as she begged for it. 

 

“Can I have some more cock, sir.”

 

Words that usually got Jessica exactly what she wanted fell on deaf ears.  Until Jane answered. 

 

“You mean my cock?”

 

Jessica was so used to dominate men having their way with her.  It never occurred she would have to defer to a woman to sate her appetite.  But in her horny state?  Jessica didn’t hesitate to mirror the request to Jane.

 

“Mistress Jane.  Can I have some more cock please.”

 

Jane looked at the woman angrily now.  Her bare pussy pulsing inside of her firm body as she considered the request. 

 

“You haven’t even tasted my pussy yet.”

 

Pulling a chair from the corner of the room.  Jane sat down on the edge of it as she grabbed the slightly younger woman’s hair and pulled her face into her snatch. 

 

“You think I am going to let a bitch like you come in my house and take what’s mine?  And not be properly compensated for it?” 

 

Jane spread her legs wider as she pulled Jessica in closer.  Jumping as the desperate young woman darted her tongue into Jane as deeply and quickly as possible. 

 

“Just like a fucking Freshman.” 

 

Jerrod sat in a chair on the other end of them both.  And as Jessica’s round ass circled and full tits hung down?  He was playing with both as well as occasionally usingJessica’s own juices to keep her asshole moist and ready for his fingers to invade.  Mixed in with the occasional hard smack.  Jessica was beginning to enter into her own happy place.  Where pain and pleasure become one without any risk of thought interfering!  Her penance would be over soon.  And she could leave this all behind her?

 

“Fuck this murderous bitch like the dog she is baby.”

 

Jessica hadn’t heard every word clearly that night.  Especially with her ears pinned between or underneath one or the other of her host’s thighs!  But she knew that perhaps she was in real danger as she felt the knob of Jerrod’s bulging dick touch her anus and push right through any resistance.  Even as she screamed for him to stop. 

 

Jane had wrapped Jessica’s hair in her fist and lifted her head until the two women were face to face. 

 

“Did you really think I didn’t know who you are or what you did?”

 

Jerrod began to push harder and deeper into Jessica.  Causing twenty times the pain as the type she had enjoyed earlier in the evening.  When he was tightly inside of another of her orifices.  When he finally slammed himself as far as he could go Jessica began to drool from her mouth.  The pain was so exquisite! 

 

“It’s going to be a week before anything enters your pussy again. If even then.” Jane continued.

 

Slapping the woman across the face paled in comparison to the damage Jerrod was inflicting with each stroke!  Her body felt like it was being split in two!  Even if it did feel delicious to be in such exquisite pain!  As Jessica looked into her tormenters eyes, she could see her Jane’s father embedded in them.  Watching her shamelessly get fucked in the ass like the many times he had watched Jessica’s mother endure the same at the hands of a stranger.  And finally, she understood why.

 

“How did you know?”

 

As the words left her lips,  she at the same time realized the answer.  Her mother, Irene.  That weak bitch probably confided her feelings about what really happened to Ron to Jane!  And why wouldn’t she?  This was the most exquisite torture Jessica had ever experienced in her short but satisfying exploration of the BDSM world!  Her slut mother would probably say anything exposed to these two!

 

“Why did you do what you did?” Jane asked.

 

Jerrod was beginning to tire of holding back but, he knew he couldn’t let his wife down and cum in her yet.  She needed to be interrogated further.  And his black cock and the texts between them indicating that Jessica was a willing participant meant she couldn’t claim she was forced to do anything.  But once the sex ended?  Whatever else happened between the three of them would probably not be the consensual affairs the two of them customarily engaged in. 

 

“If you let Jerrod cum in me I will tell you everything.  Please, Mistress!  The pain is too much but, I can’t stop myself from cumming!”

 

“No.  You are fucking pathetic!  How did my father ever let his guard down with a pain slut like you.”

 

The feeling of pain had subsided so much Jessica began to push back onto the intruder in an attempt to massage his cum from him less willingly but, to no avail.  All she did accomplish was another Orgasm.  And a laugh from the two of them at her feeble attempt.

 

“I am my Mother’s daughter,”  Jessica replied. 

 

The fact Jessica was able to ascertain how she knew what Jane knew only made Jane more determined to coerce a full confession from her.  They both knew it was an admission of guilt and still, both weighed the option of ending this game and charade that consisted of two beautiful, naked white women and one extraordinary BBC was just as important as a dead man neither of the women really liked. 

 

“I will tell you but, not this way.  It’s too fucked up.”

 

Jane’s answer was short and to the point. 

 

“Suck his dick clean after he pulls it out of your dirty asshole.  Or we will have words.”

 

Jerrod came inside of her with a fury!  His balls.  Having been teased earlier erupted in a first spurt which was steady and thick.  Leaving the damaged orifice to marinate and repair itself immersed in his helpfully warm DNA package. 

 

Jerrod held off on his second spurt just long enough to shoot most of it into Jessica’s open, waiting mouth with the rest deposited onto her makeup.  And at that moment?  Jessica felt both exhilarated as well as Humiliated.  With streams of his love juice everywhere on her face and streaming down toward her naked tits as Jerrod used the spreader to flick Jane onto her back to admire his handy work before feeding his dick to her orally. 

 

“Oh…my..god.”

 

Licking and tasting herself on him as cum dripped down her otherwise beautiful face was so demeaning and fulfilling simultaneously, she almost came again!  The sensations of relief were flushing over her body as she framed what she was going to tell Jane next carefully in her head to the best of her abilities.  As any girl who experienced such a powerful series of Orgasms knows? Formulating thoughts was nearly an impossible task at the moment.  And only truth was possible.

 

“I left because Ron tried to take me on my 15th birthday.  He wanted to share me with his friends.  Like my mother”

 

Reaching her tongue down onto Jerrod’s semi-soaked balls and past them onto her perineum.  Jessica could feel no inhibitions holding her back.  No boundaries or Taboos were too dark to explore.  Her tongue reached his hole and began to lovingly lick him hard again as Jane watched.  Still shocked at what she had said. 

 

Jerrod sat down and opened his legs wide to allow the young slut’s tongue access to him.   His flaccid cock slowly stiffening on top of her head as his wife watched.  Silent for the first time.  Was it true?  Could it be possible that the man who had given her life and left her so much money she didn’t need her famous husband at all.  Who encouraged and raised her to be tough and strong.   Was a predator?  She had read his journals but thought them to be so much fiction more than fact.  And had come to the position he would never do to her what was in his journal.  Just the depraved musings of a sexual man.  But Jane knew he was capable of what Jessica claimed and much more.  And she knew in her heart if he had planned it?  Ron wouldn’t have stopped until it was finished.  Jane had never considered Jessica had a reason to do what she did.  Survival.

Jane knew the rest.  The way, he treated Irene and disrespected her husband in his own home on many occasions.  The multiple arranged gang bangs and his sadomasochistic tendencies towards Irene as well as other well-heeled women in their community.  They were all consenting adults and willing participants.  She had resolved already in her mind that he was a deviant and to some, a monster.  For as many women and men sought him out?  He had destroyed five times as many by connection.  Looking at Jessica, she realized that her Father had raised her somewhat to be this way.  Like Jane.  And both women just wanted to be free of him forever.

 

As Jessica completed her thorough cleansing of Jarrod’s hole and began to slide her mouth over his now hardened cock.  Her thoughts of what would happen to her next no longer mattered.  She was free for the first time of the secret.  And if she was never going to leave this room?  Neither would her truth unless Jane decided to carry it with her.  Her childhood had been cut short, and Jessica had lived so much there was nothing she was afraid of in this world or the next.  She only cared for the moment. 

 

“Mistress Jane I am ready for anything you to exact any punishment you see fit.  Including calling the authorities and admitting what I did.  But I need you to understand what your father made me first.”

 

Jane walked over to Jessica and pulled her by the hair off of her husband.  The combination of lust and terror inside of Jessica’s eyes made Jane feel powerful.  But the woman’s sickening display of sluttiness somewhat repulsed as much as excited Jane!  She slapped the engorged tits aiming directly for the nipples and watched as Jessica shook and quivered in response.  So she slapped them again.  And again.  And again until the weight of Jessica’s body was being held up strictly by Jane’s own hand and a head of hair.    

 

“You really don’t care if you live or die do you?  As long as it hurts a little?”  Jane asked.

 

“No Mistress.  I don’t anymore.”  Jessica sadly replied.

 

It was the truth.  In all of the ways, Jessica had been molded and sculpted over the years to be something different than what she had circled back to.  A more reserved version of her own Mother.  Despite the men in her Family’s attempts.  First, by her Father.  Then her Grandfather.  She was doomed to never escape from what her mother Irene and Jane’s father, Ron, had made her witness.  It was a reverse Clockwork Orange.  With the images of men with her Mother becoming more appealing to her subconscious mind over time.  She was being primed her to replace her Mother as his plaything.  Or maybe to join her.  Either way?  Jane recognized that her father had painted Jessica into a corner that eventually she wouldn’t escape. 

 

Eventually, Jessica would have probably ended up being someone’s slut.  Considering her Mother’s hyper-sexual genes the right man would have pulled it out of her like Jerrod had Jane.  But Ron,  Jane’s Father had been psychologically priming her with charms even fully grown women couldn’t resist.  How else could she end up like this?   Tits up in the air and legs spread wide for access.  Wanting to please a stranger as penance is if that was ost of what Jessica had to offer.  It was in Jessica’s panting weakness that Jane felt an emotion she rarely did.  Compassion. 

 

Jarrod looked directly into his wife’s eyes and knew what she was thinking.  Which only made him love her more.  The anger she had felt was no longer justified.  They both knew what her Father was capable of and surmised that had Jessica not acted?  Eventually, Ron would have controlled and destroyed Jessica’s entire life.  To do Jessica harm out of anger would make her no different than him and that was not what Jane or her marriage was about.  Jane knew to keep Jessica against her will would be an act of contrition that was not justified by the circumstance.  Even if Jessica would enjoy it. 

 

“Fuck!”

 

The word was screamed at the top of Jane’s lungs, and she released the woman from her grip.  Allowing Jessica’s face to hit the carpeted floor with a thud.  As her hands were unable to break her fall due to them being fastened behind her back.  Jarrod stood up and immediately went to hug his now sobbing wife as Jessica felt the flush of pain across the side of her face from the fall.  Jessica’s admission had brought a halt to their session with a reality bomb.  And Jane needed to process her motives for being there. 

“I’m sorry.” 

 

Jane released her embrace from her husband and leaned in front of her once more.  Looking deep into Jessica’s eyes once more.  What she saw was not an evil, twisted murderer.  But a kindred spirit and fellow survivor.  They were both in many ways, raised by the same man.  And both had somehow, escaped his clutches only to be brought together now.  A part of Ron lived inside of them both, and it was deviant and somewhat sadistic.  But, it wasn’t in control of either of them anymore.  As Jane kissed her newfound sister gently on the lips this time, she knew she had no choice other than to forgive her.  They needed each other now more than ever.      

 

DOMINOS 5/STRINGS ATTACHED

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Fred walked into his Downtown Office.  Sitting down in his King’s Chair waiting for the Markets to open.  It was only six thirty in the morning, and he wasn’t alone.  His Executive Assistant was there with him posted up at the receptionist desk.  Waiting for him with a smile on her face, as requested.  A smile that was returned daily by a lecherous sneer from him. 

 

She had been in her new position for about three months already.  Top twenty percent of her class at Wharton.  A certified genius hassled only by a mountain of debt due in no small part to a shopping addiction that offset her intelligence equally.  The six-figure salary wasn’t enough to afford the luxury amenities of her colleagues anyway so being at the office 12 hours a day worked perfectly for now.  Even the menial task of making sure his coffee was perfect wasn’t as much of an insult to a woman of her stature.  He was, after all, the biggest boss and landing that job was a coup.

 

Fred had been impressed with her resume and work experience.  Legal Degree and more recently M.A. from Wharton.  Fred was even more impressed with Gina herself.  Five foot 6 inches with a twenty-three-inch waist.  What were at least full C cup breasts in a dress just long enough and tight enough to fit her voluptuous, brown body!  She had worn Louboutin’s that were possibly a bit too inappropriate for the culture at the convention when they first met.  Where he was the keynote speaker.  And by the way, she carried herself, he knew she had walked in the Front Door and not a side entrance.  He confidence told everyone that Gina belonged.

 

Gauging her reaction against Men he knew would have a problem with her very presence even before hearing her speak.  Assessing how she handled them from across the room and reading her body language.  Fred was getting excited to meet her.  The Conservative businessman that he was didn’t show a tell above his belt buckle in the crowded room.  And by the time she had worked around to him?  The erection subsided thanks to innocuous small talk and thoughts of how his wife ignored him the morning before Fred caught his flight.  As usual.  He was almost angry as he turned to respond to her tap on his shoulder.  Anger that dissipated within a glance.

 

Fred had listened to her pitch to work for him while reading the accomplishments on her Resume.  She was smart.  Charming.  Articulate.  And at the same time to him?  Something else.  Shuffling his feet in a circular motion as Gina spoke Fred had subtly dispersed those standing immediately to his left.  And Gina’s insistence on maintaining Fred’s attention?  Dispatched those on his immediate right.  Until they were alone in a filled room.  Her, facing the others in the room.  And him?  Facing only her.   Though he had barely said a word.

 

“Look at me.  Eye to eye.”

 

Grasping her left forearm above the wrist.  Fred leaned into the shorter woman and unlike most men? Never diverted his eyes from hers.  Maybe it was her mouth that he glanced at. Perhaps the totality of her face.  But he wasn’t being moved or controlled by sex she thought.  Or at least showing it. 

 

“What do you want to do with your life?”

 

Fred had learned this technique from his Father.  Establish dominance immediately.  Control your surroundings.  Press and apply the pressure.  Ask for the impossible question and wait for the impossible answer.

 

“The same thing you want to do with yours.”

 

Fred looked for weakness or emotion in her response at the time.  But her facial expressions wouldn’t betray her.  If Fred saw anything?  It was deep inside of her eyes, and it was empty space.  Inviting twins of his own but, less barren.  Was it passion?  His slacks which began to grow the moment he grasped her arm.  Electric to the touch of her.  His first thought was correct.  He had to possess her.

 

“How many Resumes did you hand out today?”  Fred asked.

 

“Five, so far.” 

 

“Let me hold your folder for you a minute.”

 

Taking her folder into his hand.  Fred released her arm from his grasp.

 

“You’re hired. As long as you go collect those Resumes and bring them back to me within five minutes.” 

 

”What?”

 

The surprised look on her face was exactly what Fred wanted to see.  He sensed a tinge of joy in her voice and thought again about his request.  Knowing he didn’t want anyone to change their mind and pounce as he had.  Fred changed his tone immediately.

“Just messing with ya.  Not about being hired!  The Resumes.  I expect to see you in the Main Office in two weeks.”

 

And with that.  Fred exited the room before he lost the edge. 

 

Human Resources set Gina up with Relocation Services who arranged a nearby Luxury Apartment amongst other things.  175 plus expenses and a 3-day work week in Office that started at 6 AM.  She would work directly underneath Fred and answer to no one else.  Not even the Department Heads or Vice-Presidents.  Especially not the Members of the Board.  And if they weren’t apart of the Corporate family?  She was to divert.  Build her own team Fred could Trust to only answer to him or her.    

  

Gina had done her job.  Adjusting up his Corporate strategy flawlessly for three months as if they immediately became business symbiotic.  Together implementing improvements that helped the Company Portfolio climb 1 percent in the last quarter.  While others lost money?  Fred made a little.  Not much compared to when things were great?  But enough to show him he had made the right decision.  Because as much as it was always about the numbers for him.  Fred had plans.

 

Big plans.  But what was needed someone smart enough overseas to head up the Asian Liaison Office.  A woman was a perfect choice for Asia.  The Operation wasn’t huge, or on the scope with other regions so, there was little chance for failure.  And there was the chance to have Gina as his lover. 

 

She was shaped like the girls he often hired while away on business trips.  Especially one night in New Orleans right after he was married.  He had paid double to have his way with that one!  This one?  She was going to have shown him how bad she wanted the job.

 

At twenty-nine years old Gina was a bit older than his usual conquests.  But those women were Professionals of a different sort.  Her resume was completing Undergraduate at 17.  Georgetown Law.  Time spent as a Paralegal followed by a few more as an attorney.  And more recently?  A pivot and Masters from Wharton.  Had her new husband not died suddenly she would be making Babies somewhere instead of rebranding her life and career.    

 

For her?  The position meant more than others who wanted plain old success and Titles.  She needed a purpose.  A reason.  Having lost so much recently.  Her best friend.  Her Lover.  Her way.   Only to find herself once again immersed in a job and work.  This time much different than the legal arguments and tedious Corporate protection racket.  But still. The same.  Cumming full circle.  It was almost as if she was running on automatic.  Pressing one button or another to free her limbs to continue.  A life that lacked purpose?  Lacks passion.

 

She once used to cream her panties at the most simple delights of the world.  A mangled paper clip adeptly distorted into a clitoral stimulant.  A man with a trouser snake that made her wonder about his size.  Conversations with women she worked with she knew had sexual attractions and desires towards her.  How easy it used to be.  And she would dominate them all.  By either suppression?  Or submission.  Before Love.  The man who tamed her soul along with her body was gone now so young!  An unreasonable blip of happiness, gone.  And all reasons to remain?  Buried with him.  The attraction to her now Boss Fred the moment that they met had been the only brief feeling of life since.   As slowly, Gina returned to being herself.

 

His sneer this morning she knew was mixed with necessity and depravity.  And for the first time in years, Gina felt something in her reborn virginal vessel.  A familiar twinge of expectation. 

 

She no longer masturbated in Bathroom stalls.  Or placed objects from the sex store inside of her daily to help her Brilliant mind focus.  These were objects of a tainted youth subjected.  She had done those Taboo things other girls would only dream and fantasize about.  Given it all up for one man she loved just to watch him quickly wither and die.  And come out of it all, a new Gina.  Stronger than the last but, absent of any joy.  Cumming was no longer a necessity.  Hiding in plain sight, was. 

 

“You never talk about your personal life.”

 

Standing in the entrance between the two rooms.  Fred startled Gina with his voice proximity. Usually, she was at the ready with answers to any questions he may have.  But the momentary pause was enough for Fred to know she wasn’t going to answer directly what he already knew by now.  She was a tragic story. 

 

“It’s because it isn’t what you pay me for.  It’s inappropriate.”

 

Fred moved to the inside of what was their personal Private sanctum.  Everything that was available to him within the walls of that single floor?  Was open to her as well.  Her station was temporary.  Until the Full-Time Receptionist and Fred’s actual fuck toy, Jessica came in at 11.  A relationship Gina guessed at but, never cared to confirm. 

 

“Well, I imagine it’s time then.  I want you to come to have dinner with my wife tonight and me.  Around 9.  She wants to meet you and so do I.  No date.  Just you.”

 

Fred retreated back into his office as quickly as he started speaking.  Leaving Gina to her tasks and her thoughts.  He wasn’t going to try to sleep with her with his wife there so, that was a relief?  And since she wasn’t scheduled to be in the office the next morning?  She didn’t have to wake up early, so there was no excuse.  As if there could ever be one for the CEO’s personal invite.

 

Arriving at the Manhattan apartment the Connors used as a personal residence while in town.  Gina was immediately directed to a Private elevator on the side of the Building by the Front Desk Clerk.  The elevator had one destination and opened up into a beautiful space!  The glass windows.  Two of them turned to the side to allow the night air in.  And Fred.  On the balcony.  Holding two glasses.

 

“Come in.”

 

Gina had endured many courtships in her jaded past.  Mostly crude come-ons and direct suggestions from aggressive.  Mostly older men who guessed her true nature.  And at that time?  It wasn’t hard to tell since in most of those instances?  She had been the passive aggressor.  Being wooed with kindness was not what she was accustomed to or even previously had preferred.  But she knew there would be no wife or third glass to fill instantaneously.  And Gina was relieved at the thought. 

 

Her attire was a business suit.  Her usual these days with one exception.  Gina had found her last set of sexy lingerie and was wearing it beneath her suit.  Garters and a push-up bra and a singular piece of black thong underwear which she hadn’t worn since the week before her Husband’s diagnosis and surprisingly quick demise.  It wasn’t a conscious choice for her.  But one she wore comfortably.  Placing her purse on the table by the couch.  Gina confidently strode outside to the patio.  Where a table and her Boss waited.

 

“No wife?”  she asked.

 

“No witnesses.”

 

Fred replied while passing her a glass of Champagne along with his usual sneered greeting. 

 

“I wanted to get to know the real you.  Without pretenses.  So tonight?  I am not your Boss.  I am your friend.”

 

“Well, that is pretty hard to imagine.  Considering you are still, my Boss.”

 

Did he think it was going to be easy?  That she would seize the opportunity to cement her position with her body?  Gina was flattered, of course.  And for the first time since she could remember even a bit horny at the coming proposition.  But she understood their dynamic and had promised herself to never be one of “those girls” who slept their way to the top!  Even if she was attracted to him.

 

“You’re right.  Which is why we are celebrating your promotion to Head of the Asian Division.”

 

Gina’s face lit up.  She knew what was being planned in that area and had been compiling Data for the job search.  At Fred’s request.  Giving opinions on what would be needed there to succeed.  And had just begun compiling a list of qualified candidates.  She knew how important this was to him and, the Corporation.  But she didn’t think she was under consideration!  She ran out and gave Fred a big hug!  Dropping all professional pretense for the moment and for the first time in two years, allowing herself to be happy! 

 

Her breasts instantly perked up with the first close human contact in years!  And instinctively she turned her face up and kissed her boss passionately!  Surprising Fred immediately.  After releasing the kiss awkwardly, she stepped back.

 

“Talk about inappropriate.”

 

Fred sneered as he pulled back her chair to sit in the night air.

 

“Sit.”

 

Gina wasn’t accustomed to being uncomfortable.  It had been a long time since a man hadn’t responded to her advances by reciprocating.  But it had been a long time since she had been so direct with one as well.  What she wanted was confused by the setting and circumstance as well as her own reaction which she knew wasn’t solely about a promotion. 

 

Fred began to talk about when they first met and the sense he had about her.  How he had watched her closely since, to make sure she would be right for the post.  The way he accentuated the word.  Post.  Gina heard every word and answered the way she knew he wanted her to since she was being given more than directives.  This job was more than that.  It was a purpose.   She found her mind wandering into her past.  Delving into the part of her brain that had been shut off due to circumstance.  It was as if fires were being relit inside of her. 

 

“All three points of action.”

 

The words whispered came out naturally.  As the nubs of Gina’s nipples pressed her smart blouse and sleek garments that slipped across the body’s most sensitive spots.  The conservative cut still maintained her outward appearance of modesty But inside?  Her clitoris began to throb at the inflections of his voice.  The moistness of his lips.  And of course, the small bulge that began to grow inside of his trousers as their chemistry began to bubble.  It was the slow acting yet powerful chemical formula between them causing the natural reactions she once took for granted.   Horniness.

 

“In a manner of speaking.  Yes.  We seem to be simpatico on this.” 

 

“Oh yes, we are.  May I use the ladies room?”

 

“Of course.  Down the hallway to the left.”

 

Gina couldn’t take it anymore!  The meal had been delicious, and the conversation was definitely favorable.  She would be leaving in five days and would not be required to come to the Office until then.  Her routine.  The thing she had just became comfortable with.  Was going away as quickly as she had secured it.  Another surprise of life.  And on top of that?  She was alive!  Feeling again as she always had.  Horny at the simple breeze of wind she couldn’t feel through her rough suits of armor.  Having gotten everything that she wanted professionally wasn’t enough to fill the void.  She needed more. 

 

As she took off her suit in the confines of Fred’s bathroom and replaced the high-heels on her feet.  Gina knew no wasn’t going to be an acceptable answer.  The garters she wore seemed planned, but she didn’t care what Fred thought now.  Gina knew he was never supposed to see them.  But also knew she wanted him to see them now!

 

As she opened the door leading into the hallway, she was startled herself.  Fred stood leaning on the wall down the hall.  He was unbuttoning his shirt carefully as Gina began walking towards him step after step.  Until they stood face to face.  There was nothing else to talk about.  No more necessary pretenses to hold onto.  Just them.   

 

“I’ve wanted to see you like this since we first met.”

 

His hands wandered from her ears.  To her mouth and the left side of her face.  Her neck which he grasped tightly.  Causing her body to arch forward towards him.  A natural state of submission towards him.  As his other hand began to explore her body. 

 

Her tits.  Nipples one at a time tweaked and squeezed as Gina began to cream her panty line a bit.  She hadn’t dared to touch herself at all when she had the chance.  Fearing she may be in their longer exploring her other long-lost lover.  Herself.  The sensations and enticing opportunity to play with her mound had been conquered by thoughts of this moment.  When he would finally show her what being the boss was all about! 

 

As Fred’s hand rolled the tiny piece of string across her lips.  His mouth engaged hers in an intense mixture of wills.  His to dominate her.  And hers to be with someone worthy.  His middle finger rhythmically pounding her reborn virgin pussy without direction or need for instruction until her legs became too fragile to stand on!  They were only being propped by the upward momentum of his thrusting hand and the firm grip of his hand on her neck!

 

Gina could feel the restrictive pull of air as gravity dropped her weight down onto two unsure sticks.  And her desire to give in further.  To submit to a man felt in the moment to have never been greater!  It was the timing and unfamiliarity of what was once familiar.  Hardened nipples and a drenched pussy not fingered in so long!  So long she forgot the circumstance. 

 

But Fred knew.  He had an investigator look into her past and knew all about her youthful experimentations that lasted well past the stage of curiosity!  Gina was perfect for what he desired.  Another mate but this one?  Under his control.  As he deftly maneuvered a second digit into her warmth, Fred felt himself grow bold that he possessed her now.  And sure that he would thoroughly enjoy his new toy!

 

Fred took his hand from between Gina’s legs and wrapped it around her waist.  Holding her up and into him by cupping her ass cheek by the dimple.  Gina’s breathing became steady and robust instead of the frantic and erratic breaths of air that had accompanied her orgasmic bliss.  Even as her heart was still racing with excitement!

 

Pulling her full face around Gina could feel his four fingers tingling and caressing her moist inner fold.  Arching her toes up with each touch before Gina realized her legs being off of the floor!  Swiveling her around till she sat on the edge of the bed.  Gina’s hands reached out for his buckle only to be grabbed and encased in Fred’s own.  Redirecting them to the space in between her own thighs.

 

“I want to see you touch yourself first.”

 

Four hands rubbed up and down her slit.  20 fingers she felt one at a time in her mind as her senses worked in overdrive and Gina’s memories followed.  She was with her first lover.  He was letting his girlfriend tease her like it happened back then.  As Fred removed her hand and Gina squeezed at the nub of her clitoris.  Imitating what that woman had done to her that day while her Lover bound her arms behind her back, Gina came the same way she had that day.  And transformed as she was,  Licked her lips for the taste of pussy that followed before her head had been thrust forward onto his cock!  Fred’s cock which was now standing before her tall and strong.  Until Gina fixed her lips to the prize!

 

She was in a trance as she held her own hands clasped behind her back as if they were bound together.  Lips full and moist.  Working their way from the top to the bottom of his manhood with a rhythmic pulse and artistic grace.  Fred was used to professionals.  Women who would stroke him with the primary purpose of fast money.  Not because they wanted to! 

 

“Can I rub my pussy boss?”

 

He wanted to say yes.  Wanted to cum with his 8 inches as deep down Gina’s throat as possible.  Causing her to cough and gag on his seed as soon as possible!  Opening his eyes and seeing her beautiful mouth and occasional tongue lick and drive him as close to the edge as anything.  Begging for his permission.  She easily could have delved into her puffy slick snatch on her own, but she wanted him to understand his control over her was complete.  She was now his responsibility. 

 

“Turn over.” 

 

His voice was strong and sure.  But what he was asking for?  Gina wished he would have waited longer to take!  Her ass sat high in the air.  Face, in the middle of a plush pillow, left strategically in the middle of the bed.  Out of her fantasy now.  Gina wondered what he would do with her next.  Hoping it would be enough to satisfy the lustful urges he had unleashed in Gina that had been safely bottled up inside.  Gina couldn’t take disappointment.

 

If Fred were to put his cock in her now, she would cum?  Sure.  But he would be no different than any other man.  Maybe one with a black girl fetish which would make Gina sick to her stomach.  Before she came thinking of being used in that way.  She could never work for him after that happened.  After she had welcomed his dick into her mouth with such warm, loving kisses and greetings!  It would show he didn’t appreciate her quality at all!  Because all he wanted from her was a raw fuck! 

 

She needed for him.  For anyone to see her for what she was inside.  She needed to be loved.    

 

Feeling the cuffs being fastened around her ankles, she quickly attempted to pull her legs closed behind her!  Fred roughly inserted two fingers into her still wet snatch.  Rubbing her G-Spot and coaxing Gina’s moans into the air before quickly removing them and injecting the longest into her ass!  The shock cause Gina to spike and shoot out of her hole her happiness that Fred indeed did know what she needed!  Removing his finger and beginning a slow, steady spanking with what had to be a riding crop!  But Gina couldn’t tell for sure with her face biting the pillow as she enjoyed the exquisite release of her Boss steady paddling! 

 

“Tell me where you want me.”

 

“In my pussy, Sir?”

 

Thwack.  Thwack.  Thwack.

 

The sound reverberated at least 5 more times before he stopped to put his fingers back inside of her. Straying to squeeze her clitoris before crudely sticking his arms between her prone thighs to wrestle each nipple one at a time.  As she struggled to deal with the sensation of exquisite pain coming off her brown bottom, tanned red. 

 

“I am going to ask you again and you better not lie to me.  Where do you want me?”

 

Gina thought for a minute about her Husband.  Gone forever from this place and unable to protect her now.  Her pussy sat throbbing under the touch of another man.  Without his permission or supervision.  He never even knew Fred and could never approve!  It was the end of an Era as her mouth watered and voice began to speak. 

 

“I want you to put it in my ass.”

 

Dropping his riding crop, Fred began to move into Gina’s world.  Slowly massaging her snug pussy hole until he felt it.  Could feel her.  Pulling him deeper.  And deeper inside of her body until he was pressed against her welted ass.  Skin to skin causing Gina to tear herself away upon impact.  Only to be pulled back roughly onto him!  Her neglected womb seeping over Fred.  His stroking became as long as they both allowed and his thumb.  Moistened by Gina’s own body.  Stayed stationary in its place.  Waiting for the second shift.  Which wouldn’t be long.

 

They knew what the other wanted and needed. 

 

Gina could never go back.  Never relive her youthful days of sex without consequence.  Give in entirely to a man or a couple and live their dream.  She was too good for that now.  And probably, too good for it then. 

 

And she would never find anyone that loved her like him.  Understood her desire for pain and pleasure so completely that she couldn’t tell where one began and the other ended!  Luke was gone.  She could never hope to find a lover and a Master in one person again.  But she couldn’t change who she was either. 

 

If she was going to live?  She needed this.  The feeling of blood running through her body.  Rushing to soothe the pain.  Her nipples pushed outward into the air.  Hormones racing through her loins.  Ass throbbing.      

 

As Fred placed himself on her, he could hear her voice. 

 

“Four points.”

 

Her voice began to trail off as the fleshy cone made its entrance.  Her body ached instantly.  Than arched back into his hips for more.  More.  Until her ass was filled and there as nothing between them! 

 

“I belong to you now?”

 

Her moans of ecstasy filling the room as the pain of the moment attacked her senses!  Tears of joy and pain falling from her eyes like always.  Wishing he was here but knowing that door was closed as soon as Fred had opened it again. 

 

“Yes.  Your ass is mine now, so you belong to me.”

 

Encouraged by the moans of his Asian Director which Fred took as proof he was telling the truth.  Fred began to cum.  What fun could he have with more time with this Ebony Goddess!  Looking at her ass coated with his seed he wondered if this was how his wife felt about Jerrod.  Seeing juices coating his cock.  Her white skin against his dark.  Like his white against Gina now. 

 

“You need to go soon.”

 

Fred became cold in an instant. 

 

“I wish I could fuck you more but, some of us have to work tomorrow.”

 

Gina kept her head down in the pillow.  Tears across her face from the rude intrusion of her Boss.  She felt low.  Used.  And didn’t know exactly what to say next having been in this position?  But never in THIS position.  She started to lift her battered body up though all she wanted to do was fall forward and go to sleep!  It had been two years since she had even masturbated!  Having used the power of her mind and the extra boost of having lost Luke to focus her mind.  Her pussy had been assaulted.  Ass taken.  And she was still quietly, cumming from the spanking she had endured!  Gina knew she had to leave but, she just didn’t want to yet! 

 

“But since you belong to me…..”

 

Gina felt the vibrator being twisted inside of her.  It was small but when turned up?  Very powerful!  Reaching between her legs, Fred grasped her hands and placed them on the device. 

 

“Hold this.”

 

Gina could feel the sensations welling up inside of her and before long?  Forgot Fred was even in the room!  She could manipulate the settings and pull it out.  The tip was extremely powerful, so Gina began rubbing it across her clitoris for a while until she came to a crashing orgasm and dropped the device!  Her legs still bound and having forgotten Fred was even there!  Which he was.  Filming.

 

“Cut.”

 

Her eyes looked up into the camera, but all she could manage was a smile.

 

“Just a little insurance in case you change your mind and story.  But don’t worry.  No one will ever see this.”

 

Gina smiled at the thought of how much money the recording could be worth in the future and had to ask.

 

“Could you whip my ass one more time please, Boss?”

 

Gina left the apartment an hour later and did as she was told.  Straight home and to the shower.  Toy inserted at precisely 12 am.  Streaming live to her Boss at 12:01.

 

At that time Fred sat with his attorney in the loft office.  Taking turns buzzing the toy periodically and asking her to utilize the bag of goodies he had provided for her at the door.  As the men drank red wine and watched the performance on the big screencast.

 

“My new head of the Asian Department.  Smart as shit.  And as delicious as Pink Berry.  Don’t you think we are covered in case of a Lawsuit?”

 

“This would ruin anyone’s career.  When can I try her?” his Lawyer Bob asked.

 

“She’s not that whore from Marketing Bob.  She’s a Lady.  I’m not passing this one around.  I’m grooming her.”

 

“Grooming!  You’re fucking kidding right?”

 

“Bob.  Are you second guessing me?”  Fred asked quizzically.

 

“No.  It’s just she’s…..”

 

“Goodnight Bob.  Thanks for stopping by.”

 

Fred stood and took the man’s glass and walked him towards the elevator.  Knowing the mistake, he had made Bob immediately began to backtrack.  Fred just listened and nodded until the man was inside the doors. 

 

“Make sure you kiss that pretty wife of yours for me, Bob.  Will Ya?”

 

As the doors closed, Fred returned to the study.  Where he saw Gina twisting a paper clip.  He looked at his phone and pulled up a contact marked Bob’s wife.  It had a photo of the blonde woman with a black cock in her mouth.  A souvenir from her last year’s Christmas party sent to him by the owner of the cock and her colleague.  Fred sent the text with the picture attached to the wife with Gina’s address and instructions to help her pack.  He wondered how Bob would feel if he found out about his own wife?  And told her to do as Gina told her or, he would. 

THE ACADEMIC UNIVERSE

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And the world goes round and around. 

The funniest thing is that they were always going to get what they wanted from each other; Lin, the discipline and direction that she had rebelled against her entire life but sorely missed…and for Kruger, a proper successor, and future slut wife.  It was just the circumstance that was in doubt.

Kruger had always intrigued Lin.  The things and secrets that he must know as the son of a long time dean at the University! Information that could supply the young woman the leverage needed to secure a long-term staff position, starting with his. His stoic disposition and tempered leers didn’t hurt his standing with her either. Kruger seemed to always look out for her and unlike most men in her life had never asked for anything in return. Most of her lovers had varying degrees of Asian fetishes and were easily manipulated by a dirty word. Kruger had been unfazed by her frequent innuendo which made her feel in return, kind of powerless around him.

 

The announcement of his imminent departure had changed their relationship though.  He had become more aggressive with what he wanted. 

 

To Lin? The past week wasn’t unusual for his hands always wandered her body without warning or formal request. Rubbing her cunt and ass in subtle ways without explanation or apology. Each day his hands would linger and hold her a little longer as if he was exploring her weaknesses and seeing how far she would let him go! But since Lin wanted his job recommendation, she knew better than to file a complaint or dissent. No one had ever treated her this way before, and though confused she enjoyed this form of attention.

She wasn’t that type of girl anyway.  She was the type of girl who agreed to have drinks with him to secure his support. 27k more per year with escalating salaries sounded good along with a direct link to the world of Trustees!  She was hoping to bag a job and maybe ensnare a boyfriend/husband.  The thought of future riches earned on her own had her little cunny moist and ready to close the deal! She liked aggressive men and the ones in Academia had been mostly more buttoned down or interested in being worshiped by their more willing students instead.  They were her equals and as such, not attractive to her. Deciding to leave her panties in her purse was a decision she came to almost subconsciously as she hoped his wandering hands would find her hole at some point!

They met at a Restaurant and Kruger greeted her with an unaccustomed hug and what was becoming more familiar cupping of her buttocks. He felt the lack of undergarment and provided another surprise for the woman, a smile.  Making small talk, he revealed they actually were only 1 year apart in age with Kruger being defined as a child prodigy explaining his exalted position. This also excited Lin for some reason. He asked if she would like to hear a story about his family life and she agreed to be interested while secretly being disappointed at the pedestrian topic. That is until he spoke.

 

“At 14 years old I came home and found my mother naked on the Great room floor. On her knees with her hands bound behind her back. I knew we weren’t being robbed since my father was home and I could hear him talking in the other room. With what I now know as a ball and gag with a removable center plug keeping her mouth open even without the ball.  I saw a tear in her humiliation as she shook uncontrollably at my involuntary muscle response. I never thought my mother could give me a hard-on until that moment.” 

Kruger’s voice trailed off now and was practically a whisper recalling the excitement of that day long ago. Lin was transfixed at the revelation of his words and excited at the visual it provided her dirty mind more. Her pussy shuddered at the boldness of this man’s reveal, and she wanted him to continue digging into his tale-telling her more about this. Like the stories, she read while masturbating at night about sex with multiple men which always managed to assist Lin to get off!  How did he know her desires so well?  

“The buzzing coming from between her legs was a vibrator, slightly smaller than my own dick today.  An impressive size toy.  She was on her knees with her nipples being tweaked and taunted by two small nipple clamps.  Nothing I would use.  My mother always took regular exercise classes and was in phenomenal shape, but she was something else too.  Does that sound like anyone that you know?” 

Laughing Kruger reaches out, uncomfortably taking liberties with his younger contemporary’s supple wet pussy under the table.  He recognized the aspects of delight her bare uncontained snatch he had discerned as sensitive to touch, and he rubbed astride the outside of her vagina walls.  A grope here.  A rub there.  A pinch of the clit.  He didn’t care that everyone could see them.  And she was paying less attention to it as well as her mind slipped into the sound of Kruger’s voice.

“In walks my father with two older men. One I recognized as the Dean of the Mathematics Department at the University. The other was a prestigious donor, I believe. My father tells me to take a seat as the donor walks directly in front of my mother and pulls the plug from her mouth.  She gasps quickly but is interrupted by the new man’s cock being stuffed through the hole and into her dripping wet mouth as my father grasped a clasp of her hair to direct her forward”‘

Taking a pause to signal the waitress to bring him another drink Lin remained transfixed at this man’s blunt honesty as well as the dexterity of his hands under the table which was running up and down her labia. She almost forgot to panic because the waitress would plainly see what he was doing to her! But she arrived too quickly, and Lin couldn’t do anything other than pretend to not be ashamed. His father is one of the most respected men in Academia, and a pimp? Why would he tell her this story and why did he believe that she would like it? Ignoring the question of why she did. 

“So I am watching as the man grabs my loving mother by the face and starts for all intents and purposes, fucking her mouth. I couldn’t look away. My father comes over to me and tells me that it is time that I learned the truth about their marriage.  He met my mother at work and she, like many of the other wives was actually a form of a sexual slave of the University.  Young girls who attended the school at one time. But were compromised by cheating or scandal of some other sort. Others had no such scandal and enjoyed being a part of their Family ‘structure’ and enjoyed the many benefits of subjugation. He explained to me we are all slaves to one thing or another. The women are allowed to stay and graduate with honors, Doctorates, etc. under the conditions they comply. This system was as old as the University itself.”

At the moment, Lin thought to herself how such a thing could exist for so long?  Her second thought is that it might be best to leave immediately.  But his voice had a stimulating effect upon her body and Kruger’s finger fucking her in a constant rhythm under the table sent her into a furious orgasm, attracting the attention of the adjoining patrons sitting a few feet away. How embarrassing! 

Attempting to compose herself she asked if he could take her someplace more private. He had Mommy issues for sure, she thought, and at the moment she wanted to thank the perverse woman! But like the good student and listener she was, Lin knows she had heard him mention a big cock which she was in need of immediately!  

Lin had learned to suck dick because her mother who she despised and attempted to be opposite of in every way. “Consider it a necessary skill for advancement in your case as you are pathetically dull!” were her exact words.  What a bitch she was! The only thing that made her tolerable was knowing she had fucked her stepfather so hard in her senior year of college he almost divorced the slut. She was the Asian whore and the dullard, not Lin.  She stood up, not allowing Kruger the option of remaining there where he could continue to toy with the woman’s obviously neglected snatch! So Kruger followed suit, standing with her to leave.

“Anyway, that is a fucked up story right?”

Kruger looked at the half Asian American princess and knowing that she would soon be in a similar state. Ass pushing into the air reaching out for invasion by an invisible lover. Face drooling in ecstasy as she told all of her secrets and desires, begging him to fuck her to a wet dripping climax. Watching her pay her debts. 

“Sure. But mostly bullshit, right?  You would be a fucking mess if that REALLY happened!  I know I would be!” pushing his hand from between her legs as she spoke.

“Sure was.  Just some anime I saw and since you are Asian figured you might be into it. Are you?”

“NO!”  While leaning upon him to keep her balance.  “I am usually quite dominant with men,” she responded in a feeble attempt to reclaim some semblance of strength.

 

“Good. Cause I wouldn’t want a slut like that. Who would?” 

Placing his wine and money on the table while grabbing her arm semi-forcefully.

 “Let’s go to my place.  I want to show you something.”

Kruger’s ‘place’ was much more opulent than she had imagined which briefly made the woman’s nipples harden.  No wonder he was leaving the security of his Father’s title eventually!

“This is compliments of my new employer Mr. Hart. I’ve actually been living here for a year, going back and forth between the University and the Foundation.” 

His explanation slightly tempered her enthusiasm as she looked at the walls decorated with various art themes. She realized they had just started their relationship and a part of her was sorry they would not see each other daily anymore. This past week had been exciting! Something academia rarely provides. But this apartment had to cost in the high six-figure range! No way would he change his mind just to play with her! Looking at him closer she knew even worse, someone else would probably be her next week as Kruger was a good catch for any woman. Suddenly Lin was both horny and jealous!  

Looking around she noticed a pair of leather handcuffs on the couch next to a feather and a strange bar with hooks on each end. The likes of which she had never seen before, and she thought momentarily, are those for her? Her mind ached with curiosity about the objects, but she decided to wait until he mentioned them instead.

 

“These are my mother’s things. Would you like to try them on?”  

He smiled knowingly in her direction.

“No!”

Immediately betraying her own desires, Lin rebuffed the first attempt in hopes it would not be his last. The woman’s heart was racing with anticipation as she wondered what he meant by trying the rod! But this was about business, not experimentation with pleasure. Kruger spoke again.

“Okay. Guess it is going to be the hard way then.  I have been trying to tell you something for a few days, but I have to admit, I never believed seducing you would be this easy. If I had time, I would have done this differently. But I don’t so there is a recording I would like to show you. Sit down, whore.”

What he meant was beyond understanding as she had been compliant towards all of his recent advances and besides work associates, they had no one in common. His fingers smelled of her as proof of her willingness to let him fuck her so what more was there? She wanted him to bend her over and ride her deep and hard. Not show a movie!

Still, the wall became a projector bearing a familiar face. Lin’s stepfather in her old home speaking in the same room she used to suck his wretched old cock in.  Lin let him cum on her tits in exchange for extra spring break money there too.  She hadn’t been back since recording the episode and sending a copy to both of her biological parents. Causing quite the shit storm at the time.  

“Hi, Lin you cunt.” The man smiled as he addressed his step-daughter and former lover.

“Just wanted you to know your mother and I are still together despite your little picture prank. Didn’t know you were filming that day but no matter. Your Fellowship funds had come through at the same time too, and you never told me who you fucked to make that happen! We’ll talk about that when we catch up. Trust me, dear, I will see you soon.  Anyway, my accountant discovered the 20k you stole from me when working in my office all those years ago and you are probably going to jail.  Unless you can come to an arrangement with young Mr. Kruger that is. He will fill you in from here.”

Shocked the young woman could hardly believe what she was hearing. She never expected to see either her stepfather Roger or her mother again as she had felt underappreciated by them both. Lin had worked very hard in school and at home to get where she was today without them. And now he was planning on reinserting himself into more than her life! She flashed back to the story about the donor and realized it had to be the old pervert himself.  What else did Kruger know about her?

“Thanks, Roger. Talk with you later and let you know how it turns out.  Kiss the wife.” 

Kruger laughed as he said the last part. It was a video and couldn’t respond to him, so he was an asshole. He cut the feed while simultaneously handing Lin a vodka and Coke. 

“You are going to need this,” he said.

 

“So…oh yes. The story of my mother. She is a one-time compromised slut not unlike yourself at this moment,” pausing for effect, his hand now more firmly attached to the beautiful woman’s left thigh. “Hopefully, you can have a similar journey to discovery.”  

“Like me?” she started mockingly.

      

 SLAP!

The hand came across her face almost as swiftly as her words. 

 “I did not say you could talk yet.”  

Kruger strutted across the room in the deliberation of his next words to her. Knowing she would bolt if pushed too quickly before giving her enough incentive to sign herself over. He continued.

“Your position is simple. Sign yourself over to me for a year, and you will get your promotion. That has already been arranged so you can be everything you envision yourself being. You believe that you can beat the charges and move forward and you are probably correct. But the allegations will probably ruin you.  Your stepfather will not support you, and your father doesn’t give a fuck. As I was saying…like you, my mother discovered her true calling and position and is as happy as any cunt could ever be. She chose you.”   

Pausing to sip before finishing, the grinning man finished with, “You can take off your clothes right now and get on your knees. Or call a lawyer, and the police will be at your door in the morning. You have 10 seconds to decide.”

Lin looked at her drink, head spinning and turned the glass to the ceiling emptying its contents. Her skirt, blouse, and bra were next, but she missed the timeline and was slapped hard on her bare ass for the transgression. She had planned to give herself to him. Just not this way.

     “There will be no more talk today of your situation. Consider this a negotiation of deeds.  You will do as I say and how I say without a word for the next hour and 20 minutes.  The clock is on the wall behind me.  You must make me cum with your mouth in the allotted time frame, or you will be spanked 10 times.  Do you agree?”

“Kruger, I…”

      

SLAP!

The woman’s thoughts jumbled from the second blow.  This time slightly harder than the last.

 

“One hour and 30 minutes now and I hate repeating myself! Or do you prefer licking the female guards down at the County jail?  You can leave at any time. But make no mistake. This is your last chance, whore.”

 

Yhe young woman did not know how to respond. When he had called her whore she felt a jolt shoot through her body as if processing the term for the first time!  No one had ever called her that before sex out of fear of her reaction. She kind of liked the sound of it. 

Having expected the evening to be more conventional, Lin was resigned to silence. Excited by this turn of events she believed she was taking off her dignity and any chance of determining her own fate along with her clothes. Taking slacks down with her mouth while sparring with impressive ten-inch cock on the other side was also not easy to accomplish. But when she did, inches from her moistening mouth was the object of her desire. She sucked the bulbous head in with a slow, wet kiss.  

“Good cock sucking whore.”

 

Kruger’s sigh signified his victory over Lin’s will. Pressing his man muscle into her throat. She felt her own desire ebbing inside. She was as good as her stepfather said she had been he thought, as saliva flowed over his cock from her surprisingly eager mouth. He never let his facial expression expand past a grin as he told her what he thought about her.

 

“Slut. Whore. Ball-sucking slut. How wet is your vagina right now you slut?”

Speaking to her in that way made the spoiled brat angry as she knew he was right. How humiliating to crème her cunny now like she was doing while sucking a blackmailer’s big dick! Who does that? She had never cum in this manner before!  Given a chance, she would jump on Kruger’s enraged boner and fuck him until he begged for her forgiveness! But that wasn’t what was happening. Kruger was right, and at this moment, she was his whore, and that was who she wanted to be.

As the instructions were meted out as she licked away like a happy child with a lollipop.  From now on there would be no talking unless talked to. Upon entering his apartment, all the clothes were to be shed on whether or not people were there with him unless otherwise instructed. She would kiss his balls as a sign of affection and respect for his dominance until he told her to stop. He then taught her to lick them clean and not miss a spot. 

Lin listened but was preoccupied with the task at hand which was not an easy one. She could barely fit half of him in her mouth and knew that without her hands on him, which he also had forbidden her to use, she would never reach the goal in the allotted time frame! Her mouth was getting sore as her pussy throbbed for attention. She nearly took him entirely down her throat once and came up coughing. Wondering what being spanked would feel like daily, the woman decided to give up completely and started crying.  She didn’t like being told what to do. She loved it.  

 “You are not ready yet. Stand up slut.”

Grasping the clasp of her hair, Kruger stood the woman up straight and thrust two fingers roughly inside her hole. Lin shuttered as she felt his fingers perusing her convulsing pussy. Kruger’s digits wandered across her glistening folds and called her a whore for not only letting him do so but for enjoying every second of it as well!. She wanted his dick but wasn’t allowed to speak to request it as he carried her to the desk in the corner and showed her a document. 

 

“This is a personal services contract. It says you are to work for me in any capacity I see fit for the next year and your debts will be forgiven. Sign it!”

Bending her over his desk long ways and spreading her thighs she hoped and prayed to herself to feel his pulsating cock enter her womb. She wondered if God would answer her lustful prayer to be fucked now but knew she was in the wrong arena. Reaching for the pen and signed as per his request while he forcefully rubbed her clitoris and called her by her new name, slut. She wanted to respond but knew what her Boss would do to her. Or whatever she was supposed to call him. 

Feeling the cuffs being applied to her wrists was the first and only moment of dissension.  She attempted to close her legs but couldn’t.  They were bound apart. Her hips thrashing and humping the unresponsive Oak desk to the beat of her internal orgasm.  She realized she had lost all control of the situation.  Her mind present in the moment knowing that Kruger was right about her being a whore and repeating in her mind one of the many things he said to her. She would have worn panties like a respectable woman does if she were.  She had stolen the money from her stepfather to have sex with strangers in hotels as a girl.  The idea derived from her real father, fucked sluts all of the time when he was supposed to be working late instead of coming home and spending time with her! She hoped he would see his teen angel about to get fucked and feel her pain. She reasoned it was revenge while enjoying each encounter so much they became the obsession. One she thought she had kicked long ago about being a slut like daddy likes.    

Kruger grabbed her hair and pulled her backward onto her feet. Watching as Lin lost her balance and fell onto her back with legs extended.  He laughed.  He had placed a belt around her waist and was now sliding a vibrator inside of her.  The young woman moaned with relief of finally feeling something inside of her, even if it wasn’t the exact object of her desire! Kruger snapped it into place so it couldn’t move, just like in the story! Knowing she could neither remove nor adjust the intruder provided Lin with the most powerful orgasm of her life. Kruger videotaped it on his phone to send to her later. 

    

“Yes, sir. She complied beautifully.”

Kruger was on the phone in the next room speaking to the other faculty. She could hear the men through the door talking about her being such a compliant whore. Had they seen his video yet? Had they been watching? The Dean of the University and her Department chair’s distinctive voices stood out as they expressed their desire to experience this humbled employee themselves. She also heard them agree that she was the only person qualified to succeed Kruger. As the light dimmed, her toy buzzed between her legs in an unfamiliar dark room. Lying on the floor like a motherless child she thought to herself as she came once more.

How could this have worked out any better?    

DOMINOS 3/MAKING JERROD POPE

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As Jerrod began to pick up his pace.  Slamming his glistening tool in and out of the pink hole encased in alabaster.  He felt nothing except a familiar feeling of dominance that he was accustomed to in most areas of his life.  And he knew it would take a lot more from this particular fan to make him cum.  He needed his imagination.  Increasing his pace and the power of his thrusts was nothing more than his own sadistic way of killing a Saturday night on the road.  And adding to the family legacy.

Pussy was Easy.  For as long as Jerrod could remember women threw themselves at him.  Young.  Old.  Older.  Black.  White.  Hispanic.  Indian.  Asian.  He loved Asians and their tiny pussies as well as any woman he deemed exotic.  Classics like blonde hair and blue eyes too.  All because on the Baseball Diamond Jerrod was the man.  Pussy came easy.  He was a Pitcher.  But everywhere else?  The Pope’s were known as great Batsman.

His father was like him, a connoisseur of the feminine mystique.  Picking up women seemed effortless for Jerrod Sr.  And he lived to impress his young, suggestible son in hopes he would follow in his footsteps one day.  Adopt his philosophies about women and relationships and, build upon them.  Being a stud meant he was setting a positive example for his boy.  And nothing was more important than that.

 Mom was the Sexually liberated Black Queen.  She traveled a lot on “business trips,” but as much as Jerrod knew, Dad made all of the money.  Their relationship was based on mutual trust, and when he was old enough, his parents sat him down and told Jerrod the truth.  Especially since one day, the truth could possibly come out another way.  She was a Dominatrix.  A well-paid one for rich and powerful mostly white men.  Though it may not have been a conventional marriage or upbringing?  It worked out over the years for the three of them.  Especially considering their white bred surroundings.

The “Fan ass” was white as a sheet of paper and reminded him of a College sweetheart.  Even if considering the bulk of their relations as “sweet” was quite a stretch!  They were more like this.  Gag in mouth.  Ass in the air and legs spread wide by various means ranging from being tied to the posts to held by her own hands!  And the way her tits and especially nipples grazed the bed while she leaned forward on her elbows!  Defying gravity just enough thanks to the miracle of youth!  But too large to resist it’s call entirely.  Jerrod’s imagination was working too well now as he felt a spurt of pre-cum bathe the inside of her pussy as he began to pull out of her slowly again.  Better to think about other things. 

Growing up in the Suburbs did have drawbacks.  Grass fields and quiet streets can be dangerous for a lone black teen to move around safely.  The Private Harbor School though was full of already rich kids and, their sexually curious offspring.  And more importantly, provided door-to-door transportation.  Some of the students and teachers were less familiar with the intimacies of Interracial culture than sex but, they tried to bridge the gap amicably.  Since Jerrod was well-off and going to make millions throwing a Baseball he fit in easily with his well to do classmates.  Fucking his way through his Senior year like a normal kid after breaking up with Jessica.  His first official girlfriend.  

Jerrod was a combination of both parents.  The metal stirrups the Fan Ass had agreed to wear locked her thighs a certain width apart.  It was the way that Mother treated most of her sexual subjects who liked to be used or punished for their evil deeds.  Jerrod used them as a promise.  Any woman who wanted a night with the All-Star stood no chance to back out once they were affixed to her body.  She was to be a vessel in which his oversized cock would play until he was tired of them.  There was no such thing as quitting Jerrod.

There was a pre-sexual consent form they had to sign before entering the hotel room.  Agreeing to sexual servitude for the evening from the women so he could have his way.  The one safeguarding indemnity from pregnancy and subsequent responsibility.  As well as the Morning after pill, he provided each woman before she would leave in the morning after “properly” thanking him with her mouth.  All in black and white to protect the Pope Brand.  And that thinking definitely came from his Father.

Jerrod began to assault the Fan’s ass with his thumb.  Lubricating the digit with the woman’s own juices before pushing it slowly and ever deeper into her body until she gushed her pleasure all over his pumping dick!  If the convulsions of her twat massaging his pole didn’t make enough of an impression?  His cock would be next!  He might allow her the chance to beg him to spare her usually tiny hole while reminding his victims of the release they had signed by promising to suck him to completion first.  Which Jerrod loved even more since degradation was a large part of what turned him on!  He MADE women get in touch with their inner whore.  And then he made love to her in the way she now wanted.  Sensual Lovemaking was reserved for his wife only.  She was his only equal in his mind. 

As the woman came, Jerrod could feel her walls convulsing around him in a vain attempt to move his juices into her impaled womb.  He smiled proudly into the mirrored reflection as the woman’s head shook in defiance while her legs attempted to swing their way free from their metal bonds, to no avail!  Had she been free?  She may have closed her legs and tried to push him out of her warmth to recover.  But unable to find the superhuman strength required?  All she could do was squeal in ecstasy while the players next door clapped their applause at another successful “piping.”  Wondering where he got the energy after pitching a complete game shutout!  But Jerrod was in a zone and reminiscing on his College days and the woman she resembled most.

The pretty brunette named Janice.  A social-climbing.  Money hungry white girl from the deep South with large tits and firm and hard, round ass that was a bit small for Jerrod’s taste.   She had come to one of the Baseball team’s parties wearing an attitude and a cutoff rebel flag T-shirt and was pinned by the shortstop Shorty.  His roommate and someone Jerrod didn’t entirely trust as much as he tolerated.  

It was the shortstop’s idea to flaunt the young racist in front of his Roomie.  After seeing all the girls.  White, black, and others come in and out of their dorm room.  Shorty wanted to send Jerrod a message!  He didn’t mind him fornicating with his own kind.  But mixing the way he was taught was against the will of God.  There are some white girls you can’t touch!  Janice was the perfect example of Southern belle.

Her background and the County in Tennessee she hailed from was rumored to lynch race mixers.  And she expressed in passing conversation her disdain for minorities readily.  Even going so far as to express she would NEVER have sex with an n-word!  And as a matter of fact?  Any other white man to her was better than Jerrod!  Even if he was going to be rich.  She made sure Shorty knew in her eyes?  He was nothing compared to him.  And she would be more than willing to let him know IF, he ever tried anything.   

One night Janice waited in the Baseball dorm room for Shorty to get out of a late tutoring session, having been let in by one of the other players.  Jerrod walked out of the shower and into the room.  Removing his towel to wipe his eyes as soon as the door closed behind him and never noticing the young racist sitting in the corner speechless.     

Jerrod had grown as a 19-year-old Freshman from a lanky. 6’1 185 lbs to a 6’3. 210 lb man as a Sophomore who now threw close to 100 mph!  His dick was an almost obscene 10 inches and nearly as thick as a bottle of beer!  Janice sat in the desk chair near the window mesmerized by his body!  The thick, rippling abdominals with an extra set shorty didn’t have.  The way his dick lay limp against his leg like a club soft but, more significant than Shorty at full salute!  She wanted to speak or run out of the room but, her legs didn’t quite work at the moment.  All she could do was stare intently at the biggest cock she had ever seen and wished she was invisible.    

“Jerrod.”

Jerrod jumped back once he realized he wasn’t alone.  Noticing the big-titted visitor sitting there transfixed.  Nipples are poking out through her usual rebel garb with a flushed face accompanying her open mouth.  Jerrod had seen that look before. 

“You fucking groupie ass white girls need to cut this shit out.  Get the fuck out!”

“What?” she barely voiced.

Janice registered the fact not only had she never been alone with Jerrod until now being a Good Southern girl that she was.  But in looking at his body, she began to wonder why!  She was turned on, and men didn’t usually give her this reaction!  The heightened moistness between her legs.  Increased body temperature.  Was she having a hot flash?  She never felt this way when Shorty clumsily thumbed his way across her body!  And she wondered when he would walk in?

“I don’t fuck racist bitches so, get the fuck out before I call security.  You can sit on the floor in the Hallway and wait for him.”

As Jerrod stared at her speechlessness.  He never attempted to cover himself once!  Shorty bragged about her pretty face and voluptuous white body Jerrod could never have because she “Doesn’t do Brothers.”  And he noticed her eyes never once looked up at his face.  Instead, she sat there staring directly into his dick!  His cock began to stir a bit at the thought of her stuttering mouth wrapped around his black cock and how nice it would be to teach Shorty a lesson.  There is no such thing as an untouchable pussy for Jerrod Pope!  And her state of indecision gave him confidence that perhaps Janice was reconsidering herself! 

Reaching for his cell on the bed, Jerrod decided to see how far he could take it.  Quickly, he took her picture and began to dial.

“You trying to get me in trouble?  Sneaking in here like a fucking groupie so you can claim I raped you or something?”

“No,” Janice replied.

“I don’t know.  You look like a groupie to me.  Titties all hard and shit!  I took your picture to show you can describe my dick because you were staring at it so hard!  And I’m calling campus security sort this out, just in case”.

“In case of what?”

“You the most racist chick I know.  I don’t trust you and me alone for a second isn’t some plot to ruin my life!  I need this shit documented.”

The thought of a report being written about what was happening snapped Janice back to her sensibilities.  He was, after all, the pride of State U!  Black or not.  They would believe him over her any day, and she would have to forever explain what she was doing in his room while he was naked.  A black man.  She could never live home again if it ever got out.  Jerrod was right.  She was a danger to him.  

But as he stepped closer to her?  His voice had become a whisper and his cock?  Was even closer to her wet mouth than she ever imagined she would be to any black man’s penis.  She could feel her arms moving up to touch it involuntarily.  Stroke it as if in a dream!  One in which they were the only ones left alive in the world, and it was her duty to repopulate the earth!  Her reasoning becoming more strange by the moment as her mouth opened and licked the crown head on the brown monster.  Tasting his pre-cum salty-sweet on her tongue.  As his large black hand grasped both her nipples across the Stars and Bars.  Before she knew it?  Her mouth was bobbing hard around the thickest, longest dick she ever invited onto her tongue!  And her cunt was dripping wet! 

Jerrod stood over her for a moment.  Camera in hand asking her what she was doing?  Telling her weakly to STOP as her head became more animated in its task.  Putting the phone down Jerrod pulled the woman’s shirt above her head.  Squeezing her pink areolas in each hand before rubbing his cock across her breasts for emphasis!  The drool came from the corner of Janice’s mouth as she barely caught her breath before Jerrod grabbed her Ponytail and pulled her head back before pressing his tongue into her mouth!  His soft, black man lips melting her inhibitions in a way never yet experienced in her young life! 

“Shorty says you don’t like black guys.  Looks like Shorty was wrong again.”

Kissing her deeper before removing his lips from hers.  Jerrod gave Janice her 1st of many commands to come.

“Take off those cutoffs and panties and beg me for it.”

With that.  Jerrod stood again and pushed his cock back into the depths of her throat.  This time, fucking her mouth with half of his total length.  While watching Janice struggle to remove her lower garments from her body! 

“You want this black dick in you?  Don’t you?”

Janice couldn’t respond except to nod with his stiffness, tickling her throat.  She had deep throated Shorty but felt Jerrod would choke her to death!  And besides?  Her pussy ached in anticipation for him!  Thinking had been replaced by a pure animal lust she had never known herself capable of!  Slurping her lips down to the tip she was able to murmur a barely audible.

“I do.”

With that, Jerrod lifted the woman out of her chair by the hair.  His mouth once more covering hers while her tongue lustfully explored his mouth like a horny Southern housewife begging for the attention her husband never gave her!  Janice was used to controlling men and their advances.  Putting their tiny cocks into her mouth and being rewarded almost immediately with a spurt of white gold on her tongue.  The time she had spent attempting to maneuver her tongue around his engorged rod was longer than any of her Boyfriends had ever lasted!  Janice was vulnerable.  Insecure about her own sexual ability to please a man like Jerrod.  But her body was willing to try!

“Get on Shorty’s bed and spread those white thighs.”

Her sensibilities seared at the suggestion but, her body just filed suit and Janice did as she was told.

“Damn.  You’re wet as fuck!  You want this?”

Embarrassed at the situation and wanting it to be over as quickly as possible.  Janice answered the increasingly demeaning tone of Jerrod accordingly.

“Please.”

“Please what you racist bitch!  Tell me what you want.  I want you to say it out loud!”

“Please.  Fuck me!”

“What?”

“Please fuck me you black bastard!  Stop making me beg!”

The words hung in the air as Jerrod sat in his chair, holding his dick in his hand.  He and Shorty had a routine.  If one was otherwise engaged?  There was a code to send to stay away from the room.  Picking up the phone, Jerrod text the code to his roomie, triggering the extra time Jerrod would need to break Shorty’s girlfriend. 

“No thanks.  Get dressed and get the fuck out instead.  You don’t deserve this dick.”

Janice slipped her middle finger into her wet snatch as deeply as she could while leaning her mouth forward to try to make up for her mistake.  Her tongue reached out for Jerrod’s manhood when he reached behind her and snatched control of her head and her own free will.

“I said no.  You talk too fucking much, and you think I am here for you.  You need to learn your place.”

Pulling her head back away from his cock, Jerrod pulled Janice onto her white back and began to finger her pussy mercilessly!  Stopping only to smack her tits and face with her own juices before resuming the degrading treatment at his black hands!  Her body ached to be wrapped around him!  Her legs shook, looking for the rest of the invisible lover to cling too!  But his cock just out of reach of her mouth and her face smacked each time she tried to grasp it into her palm!  She wished she hadn’t said it!  Wanted nothing more than to make it right and change Jerrod’s mind about her!  But all she could think of to do was let him have his way, and maybe, he would forgive her.

“I’m sorry.  I’m sorry.  I’m sorry”.

The words repeated over and over as Jerrod’s Black hands took over her will.

“I will never say anything like that again”!

Jerrod’s thumb entered her well-lubed ass at that moment.  Releasing a wave of pleasure throughout her body that she never thought possible!  She had been ass fucked before and loved it!  But never had anyone taken her like Jerrod! 

“I bet you won’t.”

With that, Jerrod climbed between her well-oiled legs and plunged himself as deep and hard as he could into her!  She felt a momentary pain as her hymen stretched to accommodate Jerrod.  And dug her nails deep into his shoulders as she became accustomed to the pleasure of the pain she felt before cumming again this time, loudly!”

“Yowwwwwwwwww”

The Southern Belle’s screams of ecstasy could be heard across the hall before Jerrod covered her mouth with his open, bare-hand.  Which she bit, kissed, sucked and kissed until her Orgasms subsided minutes later.  Jerrod stroked the woman’s love canal more rhythmically now.  Beginning a masterpiece assault of maneuvers that had Janice incrementally losing the will to do what she had been taught was right.  Resist.  Stop doing the very thing she was shown to never do in the 1st place!  Janice struggled to count how many times she shuddered beneath the weight of Jerrod’s heavy, black bat.  To focus on something else and embrace the strength of her home teachings and stop immediately.  But it really just felt too good!

No man had ever made Janice feel what she was feeling at that moment.   Janice believed no man ever could either.  As she looked up into what she was beginning to perceive as a beautiful beast of a man’s eyes in Jarrod.  Her walls were constricting and convulsing in waves and patterns Janice had never experienced before. Mainly when she masturbated, which was the only way she had ever orgasmed with a man.

A nice, fat cock in her mouth pulsating under the control of her tongue and throat.  Her fingers.  Between her legs exploring the heart of Dixie between them.  Diddling herself to her heart’s content while her mouth commanded the full power of a man until bang!  He came and soon, so did she.  Janice joy of the Oral delights convinced her she was one type of girl.  The kind of girl who all she needed to be happy was a good ole boy cumming on her sugar tits.  And his credit card!  But as her mind attempted to process the feelings, she was experiencing.  Janice began to question how she could ever not feel this way again.  And again.  And again.  

She imagined Shorty in the window peeking in.  It wouldn’t be the first time he peeked in on Jerrod’s exploits.  Seemingly, it was all he ever talked about when they were alone.   She suspected it turned him on thinking about the two of them together.  But wondered how he would feel actually seeing it!  She would be ashamed to have him walk in but thought.   Would she stop?  Would she?

Janice knew it was lust making her think this way.  That and the man’s chest hovering over her rhythmically pushing past her sensual limits!  Her body was being altered.  Changed with each passing moment.  And she knew from all of the talks of the white women in her hometown she was ruined forever!  She had heard the rumblings of the women in her quiet, Southern town.  The one’s about how some of them preferred sex with black men.  How some had left their families and positions for ones that were more like what she was experiencing each time Jarrod’s dick pressed her a bit deeper than ever before!  She couldn’t be one of “those girls” that everyone knew about.  But she also couldn’t pretend this wasn’t happening!

As Jerrod became more aggressive inside of her body, Janice could feel him growing!  She twisted about as her canal became so tight?  She strained against each ensuing swing of Jarrod’s bat!  Harder.  Faster.  Deeper.  And finally?  His warm juices released inside of her!  Janice mind wandered as she joined him in releasing herself further into a place she wouldn’t quickly leave, if ever.  The tension between the two of them released onto their bodies and for the 1st time ever.  Janice smiled at a black man.    

Jerrod stood and looked into Janice’s eyes as if she knew what was expected. 

“Not a drop of cum better hit this floor.” He halfway joked.

Janice looked at the wet, dripping dick and lunged forward beneath him.  Catching the drops on the sides of her face before placing the slippery, black cock comfortably into her mouth.  The taste of her own pussy and his seed intermingling in a way that made it seem like a gourmet treat!  Sitting in a pool of wet cum beneath her own bare, white ass on her boyfriend’s bed.  Janice felt ashamed at her actions.  But knew what had happened?  Was completely beyond her control.  She had no free will.  And she definitely didn’t hate black men anymore! 

Shorty found out a week later and moved out of their room.  He wanted to hit Jerrod but, knew physically he didn’t stand a chance against him, so he moved out of their shared space.  And Janice he called names she no longer cared about being called.  Even if he did jerk off for a week after thinking about it and spent the week after that?  Trying to get her back to no avail.

Janice decided she needed to repent for her former racist beliefs and came up with the idea of being a sex slave.  And for what she lacked in originality?  She made up for in effort!  But as she grew deeper and deeper into the fantasy.  There became less time for other things.  They mutually decided to go their separate ways and Janice moved on to a Basketball player who she eventually married and left the South with when he was Drafted into the NBA.  They rarely see each other now. 

As Jerrod admired the gift Janice sent him locked around the fans thighs he thought about the Southern Belle!  He almost came thinking about how lucky he truly was to have met her and cum on her tits.  His wife understood his desire to dominate women from time to time.  Even participating, setting most of his conquests up for him.  It was almost time for his 10-year reunion where he would get another crack at his delicious ex to show her what he had learned, and he couldn’t wait!  Cumming on a beautiful set of tits that brought back pleasant memories was all he needed this Saturday night.

What a Life.     

DOLLED/Pt II

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     Ever since Shari had met Daniel, her life had become a series of exciting events best compared to almost out of control!  Looking at herself differently than a month ago or, even last week!   The things that used to matter to her such as social status or working to impress her girlfriends didn’t anymore.  Shari transitioned from career girl to company woman seamlessly.  Spending the majority of her time in gyms, or classes mixed with the occasional shopping spree.  Shopping the only subject, she wasn’t accustomed to that interested the woman at all!  The other two always wore her out.

     Two weeks ago, Shari received a notice from her apartment management company informing the woman of receipt of funds.  Her advance rent payment for the next two years in cash recorded.  On the same day, HR called her in at work informing her of her “promotion” to the management consultants division!  Shari had never heard of the department before but was familiar with the name of the department manager as one of the men Daniel had recently introduced her to.  The change meant she would be “on assignment” and reporting to the office she was informed was no longer required.  There would be a quarterly progress meeting in which objectives would be set, and payments doled out.  1/4 salary + any expense claims submitted.  A Corporate Black Card to use for expenses to avoid any fee claims to be requested.  And a firm handshake from her lady boss.  Some of the company’s, high-level employees started here, and Shari knew she would make the most of everything.  Every opportunity to shine Shari wanted to take advantage of.  

     She adjusted to the freedom quickly, even if she did miss the ‘grind’ of the NYC subway’s early morning commute. Shari’s eyes had been opened to the how the question of the way the world worked. There was no way to get them to close again!  She looked at herself in the mirror and acknowledged she was still hot at 26 and determined to get the most out of life while she could!  Standing at  5’5 with the same dangerous curves as her fully Latina mother, her body had settled in now.  Her ass naturally curved up into the air as if inviting men to enter while cradling her slim waist.  Shari’s breasts consisted of matching round, almost C cup breasts that held nipples so sensitive to the elements; they appeared to be perpetually hard!  They were perfect in shape, and dimension most women swore she had work done, but she hadn’t.  Shari was just a dynamic woman whose sex appeal was undeniable and sex drive until recently had been underutilized at work.  Not anymore, she thought as she headed three doors down towards the gym.

     Being half-Irish on her attorney father’s side meant Shari’s eyes were as green as Emeralds.  He had met and impregnated her then unmarried mother when she was his underaged housekeeper.  After he had divorced his college sweetheart, he married Shari’s mother Eva who for her part, never looked back.  If anything, her mother had always warned her about becoming like her Spanish cousins.  All sluts she had described them as while keeping her away from “that side” of the family, not wanting her daughter being influenced by their “whorish, ghetto ways.”  The same ways Eva had learned that resulted in Shari’s very existence and Eva’s affluence!

      Shari for her part though saw through her mother’s bullshit.  Always rebellious and being from a different generation than her mother, Shari didn’t let social or political views get in the way of her sexual needs once she reached college.  At her father’s alma mater, Shari would date and bring home black football or basketball players during extended breaks, calling them her ‘boyfriends.’  She knew her father would accept this behavior with open arms being a big-time University booster, and she loved flaunting these studs in front of her mother! 

     Her father encouraged recruits to fuck his daughter in the home while her mother was forced to hold her tongue behind their thin walls.  She could complain privately about the inappropriateness of it all, but Shari’s father didn’t care!  Most of these players would be professionals and knowing them in the future would boost his profile!  The whole thing for four undergrad years and two more graduate years transformed Shari into the woman now mounting the exercise bike who always arrived ready for action!

     Well into her 20’s, she would bring home 18-year old freshman to fuck around their house driving her mother crazy while boosting her father’s profile to legendary heights.  Throughout six years, Shari had graduated from fuck doll to teacher to friend of the Athletic Department in Academia herself.  Her envious mother just called her slut and puta.  Shari didn’t care because what little girl doesn’t want to please her Daddy who cut the checks while continuing to pay both of their bills!  And she liked sex.    

     Shari felt terrible for her mother because she knew the truth about her and would soon let the older woman know as well.  But that is another story.     

     Shari’s had always thought about those college years as being the best times of her life!  She met her first “boyfriend” on a recruiting weekend and remembered fondly bringing him back to her dorm to give him a taste of college life, meaning her sweet freshman pussy!  Shari rubbed her crotch against the exercise bike she now rode.  Remembering his long, pink tongue fondly as it had explored her wet pussy!  It was implied and sometimes insisted on the female hostess to “Show the High school boys a good time!” so they would want to play for the school in the fall.  Shari had every intention of helping her school and making her Daddy proud by getting a good report from her recruit!  But even Shari knew having his mouth and tongue kiss and caress her dripping wet pussy had been a bonus!  She had never met a guy who didn’t expect her to go down on him first but again; she did have limited experience with boys until then.

       As his tongue moved back and forth, Shari recalled how sure she felt some lucky cheerleader at home must have taught him well!  She remembered his black head moving back and forth in opposition to his tongue as he brought her to orgasm after orgasm that day.  Using the advantage of being a college girl to persuade him to keep his talented tongue working her swollen clit.  Bending her over the edge of her dorm bed, slamming his 7’ dick inside her pulsating young cunt!  It was the proverbial cherry on top of a horny young woman encouraged to cum for her father!  And Jeremiah’s black dick was the first and biggest she’d experienced to date, but not since.

For all of her willingness to explore sex, Shari had been relatively inactive and was not the as promiscuous as her classmates, preferring to keep her pussy to herself.  A knock on the door from the now famous, cute Quarterback to collect the recruit changed that.  Shari quickly became a team bonding experience and as she recalled the threesome Shari’s pumping of her exercise bike at a sharp pace became grinding of her barely covered pussy into the seat!  She was cumming with less intensity than that day as she looked around at the gym to see if anyone noticed her unorthodox riding and reaction to completing the toning part of her workout alarmed any other members.  It was spasmodic by comparison to the average result of riders after their regimens were complete.  But their workouts weren’t filled with Shari’s thoughts either.

       Those experiences introduced and ignited her desire to be the slut her mother warned she was capable of becoming.  At least some of the time.  She remembered feeling ashamed for a day afterward, thinking about what her mother would say!  If she ever found out she had been sucking on the school Quarterback’s big white meat while a black High schooler fucked her virgin ass sore!   The quarterback was calling an audible and stuffing his 9 inches into her tight twat.  Filling her with more dick than she had ever imagined while all she did was pant for more!  She knew her aunts and cousins would do anything to pass the day, but until then, she never understood why!  By the time her father called and told her he was sending her to Jamaica for a 3 Day weekend and not to worry about her Monday classes, she was over it!  Jeremiah had signed the letter of intent and mentioned her by name as a primary reason why.  The University loved her now.

     As she showered in the open area, Shari washed her privates carefully and exclusively.  She soaped her manicured patch to perfection as a blonde woman came aside her and turned on the shower directly next to hers.  The same woman who attempted to chat her up last week which her friend had told her about.  A married woman who trolled the gym for woman for hookups.  Shari looked at her and smiled before sneering at her naked body, letting her know she was about to get what she wanted!     

     Shari ran her hand across the stranger’s body before grasping her hand, pulling the wet woman into the sauna.  Closing the door and kissing her wet lips, their bodies rubbed together slipping off one another as the heat rose between them.  Shari leaned back and grabbed the strange woman’s head, pressing it between her thighs!  She loved being eaten out by sexy girls!  Shari had decided to give the woman a chance to please her because she thought about Jeremiah and his fabulous tongue and needed to feel one now!  The gym was notorious for adventures just like this and Shari had a reputation for being involved. They may not have known one another, but the blonde woman knew what to do as she hoped Shari would have picked her weeks ago! 

     Shari lifted her ass off of the seat and pushed the woman’s tongue into the brown button she had just cleaned for her!  The blonde woman’s tongue savored it as Shari for her part, began to verbally assault the ass licking stranger calling her a cunt licker and her “bitch.”  If her husband knew what she was doing, the woman thought he would call her the same!  The danger of being caught by her Conservative husband only intensified the passive woman’s resolve to satisfy Shari quickly!  She was on a time clock knowing he suspected her real reason for working out.  Artful strokes with her tongue became more focused on the goal at hand of making Shari cum again but for her this time.  The thin, blonde woman stuck her tongue as deep as she could into Shari, doing circles before Shari herself removed it from her tingling ass and placed her wet flower on the grateful stranger’s mouth instead! 

     Getting up Shari sneered at the woman who remained seated with her face covered with sex and sweat, pressing her fingers into her vagina begging Shari to return!  In opening the door wide, a clear view of the spent housewife was available to the two women now in the showers who usually worked out there together.  Shari nodded acknowledging their suspicions before resuming her bath under the warm water.  Washing off the sweat and sex so that she makes her lunch date while gesturing towards them to have their turn which upon leaving, she noticed they had!   The sauna door closed behind them and as she exited the locker room area.

     Shari was looking forward to the yearly tradition of sex with her two college lovers and had gotten carried away!  It was always the same at this gym with the women and was one of the advantages of membership.  Quickies.  Looking at her phone she recognized both of her former lovers; both professionals now had texted her requesting she come by earlier for the yearly reunion.  She listened to the desperate man at the front desk describing the blonde woman she had just left exactly to the receptionist. 

     “I think she’s in the sauna.” She volunteered before continuing on her way. If she would have received them earlier, maybe he would have a chance of collecting his wife.  Now she was sure he would be waiting quite a while.    

    

    

     It is a charmed life.

 

UP TO SPEED

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From the back, the man reminded her of her Science Teacher.  The one that she had tried to seduce precisely 10 years ago, to no avail.  Telling him, he was already compromised by returning her hot, unsolicited texts with his own salacious retorts either way.  He was older but, there was no mistaking those lines and that ass!   Mandy had been more than anxious to let him fuck her, and she always got what she wanted!  Especially the older and supposedly smarter faculty in her Private School.  In pretending to be someone else to entrap him Mandy assumed she would gain the upper hand.  And her offer was a simple trade for the grade with a bonus!  Getting her tight snatch getting pummeled in the process and he would never be able to tell a soul.  She remembered like yesterday. 

“My tight, white, pink snatch.” As she raised her skirt over her hip.  Unveiling her pantyless, tightly shaved hole and moist, shiny lips to the light.  For a passing grade. 

The fact that he passed on the chance to invade and use her younger, more eager body was something she Mandy never had forgiven or forgotten.  It had delayed her gratification as well as her dirty schoolgirl fantasy!  Something that had never happened before or since.  But, the way he had turned the tables on her that day left a lasting impression.  Because he laughed. 

“Have you ever handled a Black cock?”

Turning his back to her offer so coolly, she was embarrassed to even speak!  Mandy recalled her legs arching backward and her ass arching into the air at his unexpected, dirty worded response!  As if he had inserted two fingers inside her to tease!  Her other Instructors would have begged for the opportunity to bang her pussy raw!  Her Math A was a result of her letting Mr. Smith go down on her for hours of After-School credit!  Same with the gym and Mrs. Velez.  But she never offered to fuck any other Male faculty member for grades!  She didn’t have to since she was a naturally brilliant student.  It wasn’t her fault that school bored Mandy to distraction!  It was up to her own imagination to find challenges.

“Sit on my desk, Mandy.” He commanded.  “And open your legs wide, so I can see what you are offering.”

Mr. Warren had walked to the door to lock it and was talking to her as he taped paper over the window.  Blocking the view from the Hallway so no one could see in. 

“Samantha, right?  Those text messages from the dirty whore I met online.  That was who you were pretending to be?” 

Mandy had moved closer to the door and gleefully had one leg astride the desk table.  But upon hearing his revelation of knowing her plan, she began second-guessing her initial intentions.  Mandy knew he would be in his classroom because Mr. Warren always stayed late.  Fixated at his desk until right after the first late Bus only Scholarship students ever took home.  If she timed him right, she could be alone with him in a Deserted High School Classroom.  Finally feeling what she viewed bouncing against his Khakhis all Semester!  She had a foolproof plan.  But she needed the bait.

The naked pictures of her Mom were precisely that.  She was built like Mandy but, more mature.  Mom’s Tits were rounder and her Ass, plumper but Mandy figured, that’s what a Black man would probably like.  It wasn’t hard to get them since her Mother was divorced and kept them on her Computer to send to Men for hookups.  She was a horny woman.  Too horny to be alone. 

“Problem is.  I recognized your Mother’s pictures.  I have some others of her I would like to show you.  Hell, maybe even the world.  If you don’t do as I say.  Now on the desk and those legs wide.  I want to see that hot pussy Mrs. Velez is always raving about!”

Turning around, Mandy’s eyes became affixed on the Most Beautiful Black Cock she had ever laid eyes on!  And her 1st in real life!  Startled by its beauty, Mandy hardly heard her Teacher’s words as he helped her onto his desk.  Reaching out to touch it, Mr. Warren smacked her hand and face hard enough for it to sting as her young areolas swelled her 34C’s with blood. 

“You are a student.  Any sexual touching between us would be inappropriate.” He said.

Taking her Reddish blonde hair in her head and pulling her face back, Mandy found her head tilted back while she lay prone on a desk.  Her hands were quickly zip-tied behind her back.  While Mr. Warren put a grasped her neck and pulled out his phone.  Mandy remembered feeling completely helpless as Mr. Warren pulled out his phone and presses a button on his desktop, opening a file of photos that her own mother was the star of! 

There pictures of the two of them together.  In this classroom in the exact same position, Mandy she was in now!  From the look of the classroom, it was probably Parent/Teacher night.  What Mandy had been purposefully doing badly in his class and Mom wanted to know why.  And from the series of pictures that followed, she apparently found out!  Seems as if Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree!

Mandy recalled how wet she got too!  Ashamed at seeing her own mother, sucking her teacher’s cock before she got the chance made her jealous, angry, and hot at the same time!  By the time the Video began, she was absolutely squirming on the desk! 

That was when Mr. Warren stuffed her pussy rudely with a vibrator!  Mandy began to cum all over the hard surface as her eyes never left the screen.  Watching as her Teacher took turns fucking her mother’s pussy and mouth before cumming on her dress!  That was when it stopped abruptly and resumed with more video of her sucking that beautiful black cock!  Mandy kept cumming to the hum of the vibrator.  Smaller than the dick she was looking at but was unable to guess it’s size!  She had no comparables. 

Mr. Warren had grinned at her plight and let the vibrator slide from between the young girls’ legs at the time.  Sitting in his chair, he spoke to her in a way no person ever had.  And she still remembered to this day.

“Your Mother has already secured your grade in exchange for a stern talking to you.  You almost blow your placement and had I been a mean person, I would flunk you.   I had been trying all semester to get your attention when I got your “messages.”  I knew it had to be you since as you see.  I know your mother very well by now.  Do you have anything to say for yourself, before I let her know what you tried to do?

Still startled by the intense vibrations of the electric dildo.  Mandy found herself usually at a loss for words!

“Here is what is going to happen Mandy.  I am going to keep fucking your Mother because she is lonely and your prick. Dad never knew how to properly treat a slut like her.  And by the time you get back from College.  She will be a different woman and, a better mother.  This I promise you.”

Mr. Warren then proceeded to turn the device back on.  Running it up and down her pink lips and sometimes, letting it linger on her clitoris for effect.  His dick sat between his legs in his chair.  Challenging her mouth as it taunted her desire to taste the cool slit on top and cleanse the salty liquid making it glisten in the light.  But that was as close as it got to her body as Mr. Warren didn’t attempt to have her pleasure him at all.  Leaving her confused and questioning her own desirability.  Even as she experienced the most intense Orgasms of her young life! 

“Don’t you want to fuck me?”

Her body was reddened from the flushes of feeling she was experiencing, mixed with the embarrassment of begging for dick for the 1st time in her life!  Her eyes rolled back as the educator teased her swelling mound for the next hour silently.  Stopping only to pull a gag ball out of his locked desk drawer.  In which she glimpsed more zip ties.  A blindfold.  A pair of handcuffs.  And a couple of thin, metal rulers that were the perfect size for a spanking she thought!  After the ball gag was in place, the Blindfold applied, and Mandy found herself entirely at his mercy!   Mr. Warren resumed his position, seated between her legs as he blew hot air over her oversensitized clit.  Before returning to his slow torture of her barely 18 pussy with his buzzing accomplice.

KNOCK KNOCK.

The door opened, and Mandy was momentarily left alone.  Spread-eagled, vibrator pushed into her pussy on the desk facing the door, so anyone entering would surely see her predicament.  She squirmed as she listened to the whispers.  Unable to only moan her displeasure through the girth of the rubber gag stuffed into her mouth.  The slurping sounds being made she was sure were coming from a lucky woman!  Imagining her tasting the end of Mr. Warren’s cock only made Mandy hornier and, more jealous.  She was incapable of anything other than dribbling her nectar onto the Metal Desk, warmed by her grinding ass and wet from her own youthful mists.  Who was there?  What did they want from her?

The video of her Mother had left her helpless to do anything but comply since she obviously couldn’t tell her what happened?  Would she take her word over a 9 ½ Cock that made her Mother scream?  Would she want to?  From the way, she had licked up his every drop from his balls as Teacher had commanded her to do?  Her Mother was a tough nut to crack.  Fucking many men and never once giving the impression of being submissive to anything!  But she had seen what Mr. Warren had done to her and now, it all made sense!  Her Mother had changed recently.  Calmed down and when she left the house, obviously was going to see Warren!  What were the odds? 

“Close your legs, Mandy?”

The vibrator was still placed firmly between her legs as he tied her ankles together.  Lifting both legs directly into the air, Mandy felt a finger that had to be attached to a woman, circling her previously untouched ass! 

“Get it ready?” Mr. Warren said. 

As the foreign tongue began to circle the hole, sending a spasm of vibration through the teen’s body that would have sent the Dildo flying from in between her legs, had they not been folded so tightly together! 

“Mandy as I said.  You have never handled a Black cock and unlike your mother.  I don’t think you are ready for such things.”

She heard the woman laugh and her tongue briefly left the student ass as the slurping noises resumed.  All Mandy could imagine was the woman was once again swallowing his cock!  When she was supposed to be making Mandy squirm again instead! 

“Have you ever even tasted pussy?”

Mandy could hear the smile as the unknown woman straddled her learned face, removing the ball gag and smothering her tongue so she couldn’t answer!  The fresh smell and moistness of the Woman’s skin was a freshly showered smell.  And Mandy’s tongue darted in and out of it as quickly as she could in an attempt to please and well as a gasp for breath!  And in that exact moment, Mandy felt the plug pushing her insides out, and a wave of Orgasm take over her!  She couldn’t breathe but, didn’t need too!

With both holes filled.  A warm, wet, squishy Vagina rolling around her face, and images of her Black Teacher’s Hot cock fucking her Mom running around in her head.  Mandy was in an impossible position!  Even if it was a pleasurable one.  Her tongue found its rhythm around the pussy by imagining and remembering what her gym teacher had done to pleasure her!  Before long, her tongue was rewarded as the woman splashed her approval into her mouth and across her naked tits!  She recognized the gym teacher’s voice as she said her name.

“I taught you well Mandy.”

 As she thanked her for returning the favor.  The teacher licking her own juices from the prone student’s neck and breasts.  Something Mandy never permitted her to do because after all, Mandy wasn’t gay!  It felt so good!  Soft and gentle.  Unlike the Boys she allowed to lets lick her buds before sending them home with Blue Balls.  Mandy’s legs bucked in the air, clenching her pussy tight in a feeble attempt to keep the slippery mechanical lover inside of her as her ass sent waves through her body she never knew they were possible for any woman to have!   This really was not what she planned! 

The teacher bent to kiss her mouth as Mr. Warren had moved behind her.  Their mouths and tongues upside down in between one another, as Mr. Warren began to move inside the woman Mandy knew was a devout woman lover!  Although she couldn’t see what was going on, she knew Mrs. Velez was being fucked by the Science teacher by the increased moans.  Deeper breaths in between their erotic kisses.  And the description Mrs. Velez was giving! 

“His dick is too big for you Mandy.”

Her hands pinching the young woman’s nipples as she herself was being driven intensely into by Warren’s rigid stick.

“And he fucked your Mom too.  Did he tell you?” Mrs. Velez whispered wantonly into the cumming girl’s ear. 

“Answer her Mandy?” Warren said sternly.  “Describe to her what you saw before she came in.  I want to hear what you remember from your studies.”

So she did.  Speaking in detail as the Gym teacher reached between her legs.  Beginning a circular motion with her fingers around the student’s clit.  Occasionally thrusting three of her fingers into her tight hole while whispering.

“You are going to need more room than that to take this black cock, Mandy.  How is the Blackmail cumming by the way?”

Mandy screamed as the older woman twisted her tiny nipples harder than anything she had ever known!  The pain causing Mandy to shriek and cum simultaneously! 

“Just like her mother.” Mrs. Velez said slyly. 

Mr. Warren with that, picked up his pace and from the motion of Mrs. Velez own tits traveling from Mandy’s open mouth down to her stomach, Mandy felt another wave of jealousy!  She knew she had lost control of at least one of her favorite teachers and now, would probably have to be Mrs. Velez Bitch for the rest of the term!  But to not get teased and not fucked was beyond unfair!  As Mandy came for the final time to Mrs. Velez dexterous hand manipulations.  She felt the shivers from the woman on top of her as Warren completed the after-school session, filling the gym teacher’s pussy with cream!  As the plug slipped from her swollen, gaping ass, Mandy felt the relief of satisfaction fill her young body.  Finally, it was over. 

Mr. Warren leaned over her ear and spoke to her for the Final time that year. 

“We are going to forget all about today except, this vibrator.  It is yours now.  Take it with you to College and use it, whenever you get the urge to fuck one of your Instructors for a grade.  From now on.  You will do all of your Assignments on time and earn your grade that your Mother continues to pay for.  And if you don’t.  I will make the rest of your Senior year a living Hell.”

Flipping her defenseless bottom over his knee.  Mr. Warren spanked her naked bottom with a metal ruler for the next 5 minutes.  Making her repeat how she would act in class.  How she would behave at home with her Mother.  Or what he would do to humiliate them both, exposing what dirty sluts they were to whoever would listen if, she didn’t comply. 

His instructions to keep the Vibrator as a gift.  To keep her from ever considering getting her grades any other way than studies and hard work.  When she thought about one of her schemes.  When she wanted to seduce another helpless man.  Remember what happened the last time you tried it and fuck yourself to sleep.  Wake up, and study.  

Mrs. Velez made her a pussy eater until the end of the school year.  Which helped her get into her Sorority in College.  Where she graduated in 3 years before attending the same Medical School, she was now interning at.  A 4.2 student. 

The man on the Coffee line turned and looked at his former student, only recognizing her from the lustful look in her eyes.  She was older now.  But some students are less forgettable than others.  She smiled like the former schoolgirl she was as she approached him carefully. 

“Hello, Sir.”

Sir was what she called him from that moment on.  He had helped her focus and became the only teacher a woman as brilliant as herself could ever honestly have. 

“Hello, Mandy.  I was very sorry to hear about your Mother.  But I hear you are a Dr. now?”

Mandy’s face blushed he knew so much about her!  Her mother had passed away in a Car accident a couple of years ago.  But she had been a much better mother, and Mandy never said a word about what happened.  How could she?  Besides, what would be the point? 

“Thank you, Sir.  It is amazing what you can accomplish when you are put on the right path.  I hope you are still Single?  I mean a Teacher.”

“Of course to both!  There are few things I love molding more than minds.”

She pressed her mature body against his reflexively, accidentally brushing his manhood in the process of feigning an innocent hug, so she could whisper in his ear.   

“I am back home to sell the house and will be here for a few days.  Stop by tonight.  There is something there I am sure Mother would want you to have.”

Mandy suggestively placed his hand on her breast for all to see, not wanting to waste the opportunity with a misguided innuendo.  The woman behind them both gasped at the inappropriate display of affection.  But Mandy didn’t care.  She had been outside the store for hours, waiting to see him!  She wasn’t going to let the moment pass with doubt. 

“Well.  You never did take your Final.  I will be there at 6.”

“I was thinking 7”

Twisting her nipple slightly he smiled.

“Six it is.”

WAY OF LIFE

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It had been a long time since she felt “that” way.  The exhilaration of danger that a woman had to cut herself off from because of lack of control.  No one could ever find out about her desire to lose it.  To lose herself or they would certainly exploit her for their own gratification. The thoughts that caused her to moisten and recoil simultaneously as she walked and her thighs rubbed together.  Having once felt true bliss, a wisp of the wind between her legs reminded her of things that sometimes seemed so far away. 

Certain things have no place in everyday life.  Being a lady requires as much.  If anyone knew what she wanted at her core, they would view her differently. If anyone knew how her hands always lingered in certain “zones” while getting dressed reminded her of nights and sometimes days spent in outright erotic bliss.  How a thought could transpose her from out of a conversation and into a melange of memories, they could not understand without having experienced what she had.  This secret was hers alone.   

The fact was that she didn’t care if they could or ever did find out.  Because if they did, it would be because she had found the courage to live out her dreams!  Purely selfish and wanton desires that made her clitoris throb as if between his thumb and forefinger being compressed now!  Who could notice how her areolas swelled and throbbed against the fabric of her expensive bra, masking all such expressions of thought!  She wished the design looped around her nipples with a silk string!  Providing her with the “support” and kink, she consistently desired. Her dates lips were moving, but she was not with this man. No, this boy.  Her presence was a compulsory one. A necessity and task set before her.  Like so many labors performed in her high-paying job.  But there was no desire to be there like with him.

The most she would grant him was a taste.  The chance to lick her dripping thighs and clean up the mess her long lost lover’s memories would provide as her date ate her box as he begged her to do.  To prove his qualifications of being more of a lover than a slave.  There was always a chance he would attack her and refuse to leave after her satisfaction was complete.  But she enjoyed the opportunity to use her Martial art skills to fend off the unworthy!  Dominating aggressive men was the only other way she had found to get off since he left her to fend for herself!  Beyond that? No new man would ever sate the desire to be pushed by superior men. Where were all the superior men? 

Sometimes she would open her legs in the mirror and remember what it was like to have been “his” property.  To walk in the door of his apartment in slacks and a sweater.  Go directly to the bathroom to change so he didn’t have to see her inappropriate work attire in his space. One minute and 27 seconds before the lash came down on her for being tardy.  Sometimes on purpose.  To test he Master’s attention to detail.  One minute and 27 seconds spent on a skirt which was too small to wear out in public.  But required to wear around “him”. Any undergarment he had chosen for her whether it be a thong or nothing!  She could feel herself moisten more with each leg coming out or going into her garments.  Wondering what sick pleasure he had in store for her that day! And a breeze from the ventilation between her thighs reminded her of the forgotten panties since she was thinking about him all night and forgot to put them on.  She was almost ashamed except for the memory of being told what to do! 

Her conservative tops were to remind her they belonged to him. She wasn’t supposed to forget whom she needed to please.  The time was she would slip a finger into herself to release the moisture between her legs.  Sometimes she would get carried away and linger more than a minute or two. It was nowhere near how full she felt when he put his full grown cock inside of it!  But sometimes she had to make due with what was available! That work time was the only secret she kept from him though she thought it wasn’t a very well-kept one.  He seemed to know her every thought!

When it started. She would put on the heels and walk down the hallway towards the garbage chute down the hallway.  Always at 4.  The men and some of the women were well aware it was going to happen but, she was always barely covered so, there was nothing they could do about it! Some of the women would open their doors to make comments.  She was to bend at the waist when disposing of the refuse and sometimes he would meet her at the door before exiting to slip a small vibrator inside her.  It was behind a door but, hardly private!  After the first time, it always slid right in.  She would have to make her way back to the apartment with it buzzing at high speed and it better not slip out! Oh, the Orgasms she would have as she tightened herself around the throbbing object and unsteadily walked back to her Task Master!  She would never admit how much she loved being tended to by Him!  But why else would she do this?

He expected a lot of things from her and pushed her in a way books and men never did!  They were always intimidated by her accomplishments and afraid to be men!  But not him! He treated her like any other woman he told her. She would have to work for everything He had to offer.  And what he had was 10 inches of well-formed cock and the ability to know how much she loved him! A love he had taken for granted.  Taken too far.

He would put his foot rest next to his chair and she would lean her almost bare bottom in the air and pussy on top of it.  Sometimes he would remove the vibrator.  Most times, he would just turn it down.  Sometimes, he would instruct her to sit directly onto his cock and push himself into her moist hole!  Her pussy would usually burst around him and he would pinch her nipples hard!  But just as quickly as she sat, he’d remove her and replace her pussy with her beautifully formed mouth. 

“Clean it good.”

He would say as if she wouldn’t!  She loved the thought of him watching her bathe his beautiful cock in her saliva!  She would often peek and notice his sly grin as she would work his length into the depth of her throat until it would completely disappear!  Something most would never believe she was capable of but, they really didn’t know her at all!  They knew the Ivy League graduate and powerful force.  Not the girly slut that loved being humiliated so much, her body tingled at the thought!  And it was better that way. 

After she was sufficiently worked up he would have her her sit next to him and lift her shirt or bra and hold her breasts together.  Her hands, cupped beneath and nipples facing forward to be licked, bitten, and sometimes slapped until the nipples were red and swollen.  Just right to trapped in the string. He would always make her stand while doing this.  Knowing she would be in full slut mode and if sitting, she would rub her heated clit against anything she could find!  Sometimes, he would run his tongue across her in a way that drove her wild!  This could go on for what seemed like hours but, was actually only moments of sheer delight.   When “he” was satisfied with her squirming and knew that she was ready “he” would stand and remove his dick from its cage again and this time, instruct her to slow kiss its length like “The good cocksucking whore” she was compelled to be!  From there?  All bets were off as to what would happen or how.  But it always ended with her cumming on command.  The shame of whatever he made her do making her orgasm stronger and longer each time before the final indignity.  Him cumming wherever he chose on or inside of her!  Which led to the “issue”.

The memories of “him” made her mundane sex life unbearable, but how could she prove her love?  Besides giving him what he wants?  If she was this way after a month.  Unable to think about anything past him to the point of almost losing 5 million dollars in a day.  What would she be like in a week?  She realized she had no choice since these men weren’t doing it for her either. 

“Excuse me.  I need to go to the Ladies room.”

Leaving her date alone to make her call and hoping.  Praying he would answer her call!  How stupid had she been! 

The 1st call went to voicemail.  The second frantic call was picked up on the 5th ring and his voice was angry.  He told her never to call him again.  She knew that.  But she also knew she had to!

“Yes”.

When she arrived it seemed as if the weeks apart were a distant memory.  She wanted to kiss and hug him as he opened the door. Almost like normal lovers would but, they were not that.  She looked into his eyes for a spark.  A recognition of how much He had missed her but was hurt when she saw nothing!  How much of herself she was going to have to give to make him happy?  He’d won! 

  “I missed you.” She tells him.

  “Did you miss me?”

  “Come in.”

To her surprise, he was not alone.  There were others in the Apartment and it looked as if they were aware of their relationship by the grins on their faces as she came in.  Taking he by the hand he pulls her into the spare bedroom past his guests.  All while explaining he will be right back.  Her lack of care for his company being there is immediately offset by the touch of his hands above her wrists like old times.  He understands how to control her!  She hadn’t acknowledged how deeply she felt for him or when she had changed from independent woman to the woman reflected in the mirror in the next room.  A lustful woman who wanted nothing more than for them to be alone again like old times!  Her body being manipulated by him until she could take no more!  A feeling that she was encouraged by the door closing behind them!

“Sit”.  He commanded and she complied immediately.

“So.  I want to hear you say it.”  He moves across the room leaning on the ledge. 

“I missed you Sir and I am willing to do whatever you want to make you take me back.”

“Make me?” he replied.

She realized her mistake immediately and hung her head in shame.  He hadn’t changed a bit!  She wanted more.  Much more.  To be with him full time and she was willing to do anything he wanted except the thing he had asked of her.  She didn’t understand why he wanted to have her do this but, here she was!  On the night that he had told her about begging for them to resume their relationship.  But he wasn’t giving an inch!

“Let’s start from the beginning.  Before you try to engage me again in that tone.  What do you think I should do?  Forgive you for telling me no?”

“I just wanted to talk.”

“And I told you from the beginning that Vanilla shit ain’t me!  And you agreed!”

“But..”

“Do me a favor.  Take off your panties when you talk to me.”

Her face flushed red at the request, knowing this is what she wanted!  Immediately standing she removed her panties and left them on the floor.

“Good. Now open your legs and finger your pussy while we talk.”

Immediately she felt herself flush hot and wet and was completely uninterested in any continuing conversation or who was in the next room!  Rubbing her pink pussy in front of her missing Master was what she was hoping would happen and more!  They were back together and that was all that mattered! 

He removed his slacks and out popped the big black cock she was missing so much!  Her mouth watered in anticipation as he stood before her face, stroking his manhood outside of the reach of her hands or mouth!  And she knew better than to reach from past experience. 

“How many men have you fucked this month?” he asked.

“None” she answered.  “My pussy only wants you.”

He took a step closer and instructed her. 

“Take off your blouse.  And how many men have eaten your pussy?”

He knew her so well! 

“4. But I never touched their dicks or let them touch me.”

This was completely believable.  That Corrine or she could convince men to pleasure her without any reciprocation.  She was smart but also beautiful beyond words! She loved manipulating powerful men but, she had no Power over Anton.  She wasn’t even allowed to use his name!

Moving forward his cock was not directly in front of her face pulsating.  She knew it was a test but, she couldn’t resist as her tongue flicked his cockhead gently.  She was expecting a rebuke but instead, he moved forward and pushed himself inside of her mouth without words! 

“Suck this dick very carefully and stop only to answer my question.” He said. 

It was probably Corrine’s best blowjob ever!  She sucked and slurped at his dick like a long lost friend!  Pausing only to taste his chocolate balls before resuming her masterful sucking motion!  She could feel him getting bigger inside her throat and wanted to taste his cum on her tongue.  But she knew what he wanted and came prepared to make him happy. 

“Tell me what I want to hear.” He said.

“I am ready.  Please cum in my pussy.” 

With that, the door to the other room swung open and the 6 men and women came walking in. The women were now naked and each had a leash attached to their necks.  They sat on the bed naked and unashamed.  Watching as Corrine was being mounted by her Master while Corrine was still half dressed!  Her 34 C’s hanging out from the top that was still halfway attached.  None of that mattered to her as she was with the one she wanted.  The one she loved!

By the time he came, they had put on quite a show!  The men and women, all strangers pawed at her naked body.  Some playing with her tits.  Others enamored with fingering her tight ass and how she came each time they inserted their fingers inside of her!  Soon they were all sucking their Masters and Corrine felt her pussy filled with warm, sweet cream!  Enough to give him what he wanted. 

The gathering was cut short as Corrine fell asleep.  Something he had never let her do before in his home.  She woke ours later to an empty bedroom and the sounds of moaning coming from across another room in the Apartment.  A room she knew all too well as His favorite place to break in new girls.  She had spent countless hours in there herself and would again.  But for now.  All she had to do was hope it took so she would never have to go through another month without him again!   

TRIP TO NY

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Sitting in the Hotel Bar, she was excited about the day’s prospects finally!  After the endless meetings and conversations, the deal she had been working on was behind her and the possibilities of a night alone in NYC ahead.  Being away from these people was the only thing on Anne’s mind, as her body was ready to experience something new and primal.

Anne’s husband was back in Ohio.  Probably fucking her secretary which didn’t matter to Anne at all.   Beyond the fact he spent Anne’s money on the whore it didn’t matter.  She already knew he was an ungrateful sack of shit!  One incapable of making her feel anything.

But if it weren’t for his infidelities, she would have remained faithful and unhappy forever!  Never known the pleasure and satisfaction of being used properly by a real man or men.  The sexually satisfied woman she was going to be soon was because of him!  Anne was always better at getting even than mad. 

Her Assistant was attractive but in a slutty way. She reminded her of her college dorm mate and the many experimental afternoons they spent together Freshman year.  The things that they did were tame compared to things she had done for Anne as a work slave.  Anne’s pussy and the secretary’s face were inseparable behind closed doors and the first year went by too quickly as Anne recalled.  Good times!  But only a small part of who Anne was. 

She hired Janice for the same reasons any man would have. A reminder of a lover she once had combined with a vision of her red hair between her thighs, tongue caressing her crotch.  But she would have never acted upon her impulses if her husband hadn’t beat her to it.  She was faithful to a fault and prepared to live in a sexless world.  Thank god for his horny, little pecker as her nipples began to swell in anticipation of being rewarded for being so bad.  She could barely not touch herself recalling her commands to Janice. 

“Seduce my husband while I am out of town.”

The words had flown out of Janice’s mouth, and there was no going back.  Her two fingers were furiously fucking the younger woman as she sat in her office chair with Janice ass extended to her in the air from her perch on the floor.

“I’d rather seduce you, Mistress.”

The words came back almost as quickly.  Anne smacked her ass with the flayed strap a few times and yelled for her to stay quiet!  She would do what she was told to do, and Anne inserted a plug into her ass for being disobedient.  Knowing Janice loved the pain as well as the attention.  

Janice for her part was an open book.  She usually dressed professionally in tight-fitting gear.  But she always wore hints about how she would have preferred to be treated.  A choker accessory with a symbolic ring attached.  Bracelets that were either oddly constricting or similar to restraints.  And an odd reaction to being told to do things.   

Keeping Janice around and at Anne’s beck and call enabled Anne to think again as orgasms seemed to open her creativity.  Regaining control of her marriage was one thing.  But rediscovering her desires to dominate and be dominated was something she would have to do outside of her marriage for now.   

Janice new job of keeping her husband busy and unsuspecting while she extended her stays after each business trip was a part of that.  Letting him believe he was in control while she was actually preparing to make him into something else.  Janice job was to introduce him to riskier sex while recording it all for Anne.  They would watch the tapes once a week before sending them to her attorney when Janice would lick and talk her through all the good parts until Anne would stifle her voice with her pink pussy.  But she would always let her up in time to breathe.  Anne’s hand’s massaged her clit thinking about the control she would soon exert over him.  And the lover she was meeting downstairs.  Before she came too soon, it was time to go. 

Anne had to change her thoughts before she soaked her panties and never left the room. Sometimes she hated being in control!  But her husband wasn’t her equal, and the love lasted as long as his wandering eye’s attention span. The truth was her intellect intimidated and emasculated him.  Anne had been careful about her business, and that was reinforced by a very strongly constructed prenuptial agreement which she would have gladly torn up had he shown any backbone over the years!  The thoughts completely turned down Anne as she changed her panties and left for the Bar. 

These trips out of town grew her business, sure.  But the nights alone were the motivation for planning them out.  That and feeding Anne’s inner slut.  What happened by accident once had her hooked on being a toy for men the same way her secretary was a toy for her!  Powerful, hung, men with large. Appetites for women like herself.  She always reserved the second day to recoup but always ended up fucking her way through that one too.  In discovering her own sexuality, Anne uncovered her own submissive danger zone and began to rely upon her journeys to keep her sanity.

“Slut A” was how she described herself on her profile.  Promising a plethora of sexual activities if she could be convinced to do them by the “right guy or group.”  It was good to be the boss, but better to be herself.

Anne’s own red hair was conservatively cut.  But her dress choice for the evening was immodestly tight and perfectly synched to her curves.  It had a zipper in the back and barely contained her voluptuous breasts in the front and her legs that were covered just above mid-thigh.  Shopping for clothes was always the most fun, as she would never keep these things in her family home lest her husband find them and discover her own extracurricular activities.  Each city came with a new reason to shop.  Trying slutty outfits on helped he get into character.   

“Anne?”

Her eyes raised above the Martini she sipped, as the man from the internet stood before her even sexier than in his picture!  His beard was rough, but not unkempt and he was as tall as he said he was.  Around six feet even and from what she could tell, in as good shape as in his pictures.  She only hoped the one picture she couldn’t verify in a crowded bar also matched, but she would look into that soon enough.

“Yes, sir.”

Anne stood and greeted Tim with a hug, nearly jumping as his large hands cupped her ass behind her back in the process as he whispered in her ear.

“I can’t wait to spank this ass.”

Anne thought to herself, black men!  They were always so aggressive and forward!  Even the educated ones seemed to fuck her like she owed them something!  Being in charge and having to think for everyone all of the time was boring.  But she never had to worry about that with them, which is why they were her preference in these situations. 

“I see you are as fuckable as in your pictures.  Are you ready to spread those legs for Daddy?”

Anne sat back down and slid next to him in the booth, smiling as she did so.  The memory of his firm body pressed against her and his smell under her still fresh and new!  They had chatted for about an hour online total which mostly consisted of him telling her what he expected from her for his 10 inches.  And once the bargain was struck, there was no turning back! 

“Put on the collar.”

The gold leather matched her dress color which of course, he had instructed her to buy.  Anne had never gone this far with anyone publicly.  And the thought of being watched as this man leashed her publicly made her quiver and moan!  Of course, she hesitated, even though she was now alone in the city.  But his fingers moved under the table and rested in between her thighs, spreading her lips and trailing across her wet mound to allay her fears.  

  

“Are you getting cold feet?”

Tim’s hand between her legs thrust one large finger into her wet pussy which she was sure the Bartender noticed as he leaned into her and whispered.

“If you are getting cold feet I can just leave you and your wet snatch alone?”

Tim’s fingers fucked her rhythmically as he looked deep into her eyes. 

“Put it on.  Don’t be shy to be who you are with me.”

Anne looked at the Bartender’s disgust and contempt watching them closer from across the room as she reached onto the table and fastened the collar around her neck.  Her nipples were jutting out beneath her dress, and her panties which were bunched up on the side were moist from the finger fucking or the anticipation of what was to come!  Anne knew the city would be different. 

“Ask for the check.”

Anne motioned to the waitress as Tim continued to fuck her pussy shamelessly as the Latina approached them in the corner of the room.  

“Check.”

“Ask nicely.”

Tim squeezed her clitoris as he told Anne to repeat herself, releasing an orgasm unlike any she had ever experienced!  Anne felt the humiliation of the moment and noticed the smirk come across the server’s lips as she gasped in the shame of her sweet bliss!  Her left nipple was noticeable to anyone within 5 feet of the couple anyway, and it was apparent what was happening to the woman as Tim was hardly shy about taking liberties with her. 

“Check please.”

The woman smirked at Anne’s sluttiness as Tim smiled at her as he began to talk. 

“So what’s your name?”

“Jasmin” she replied.

“Well, Jasmin. Anne here is a guest of the Hotel, and we would deeply appreciate.”

When Tim said deeply, he plunged another finger deep into her twat, bending one to rub her outer wall which elicited a moan from the helpless woman before continuing. 

“If you would just Bill the room and send up a bottle of Dom to room…What room is it dear?”

“1221” Anne moaned.

“1221.  We were going to go clubbing, but as you can see, I don’t think Anne will make it.  And could you bring it up?”

Reaching into his pocket, Tim handed the waitress a folded 50 Dollar Bill. 

“Of course,” Jasmin replied as the two exchanged smiles. 

Anne was too deep into her own voyeurism to notice though as she was fixated on the few people left in the Hotel Bar at this hour who were all watching her get finger fucked by a stranger!  It was too dark, and she was too far gone to recognize any faces.  But she knew she had an audience when her pussy clamped down on his fingers as she came.  Tim clipped his leash onto Anne’s chain and stood up, removing his magical fingers from her tightened hole in the process.

The walk to the elevator was blissfully short as Anne dropped her head and traipsed behind Tim quietly.  Two other men followed them and jumped in the elevator behind the happy couple as Tim pressed the button and immediately turned his attention to Anne. 

“Turn around and bend over.”

Anne turned to face the two men who were both smiling wide grins.  She bent at the waist, exposing her gold panties which were a mess scrunched around her pussy.  Her face was directly at eye level of the two men’s crotches as she felt Tim enter her roughly, pushing her face straight into two strange crotches!  She felt their engorged bulges rubbing against her cheeks as Tim wasted no time splitting her in two in front of them!  She was so ashamed of herself for cumming on his 2nd unannounced entry into her as the men reached out to hold her up by her firm tits. 

“So you like this big dick baby?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And you are ready to take us all on?”

Anne reached for the silent men’s cocks, rubbing them up and down her open palms as Tim continued his public pussy punch with his oversized dick.  They were as advertised!  At least 8 inches, one wider than the other!  The elevator opened as Tim withdrew his meat and the men pulled aside, allowing Anne to fall to the floor.  Her panties still around her thighs as she felt a tug on her leash. 

“Come slut.”

Anne crawled on the floor of the thankfully empty hallway with the two men behind her.  Laughing at her dripping snatch and lace panties hanging around her thighs as she moved.  Tim opened the door with her key card as they all walked into the Suite to become better acquainted. 

Tim closed the door and took his cock out again which Anne immediately took into her face. 

Smack . Smack.

Each ass cheek was assaulted by the other two men, making Anne release Tim immediately.

“Ask to lick this meat slut!”  Tim growled at the horny woman.

“Please, sir.  May I suck your big, black cock?” Anne asked nicely.

Tim grinned at the woman as he nodded his approval while behind Anne, the other two men got undressed.  She could barely fit half of him in her mouth until Tim grabbed her head and started forcing himself down her throat roughly.  Her eyes began to bulge as Tim held her firm as one of the other men behind her played with her ass.  Applying some form of lubricant as he pushed his finger deeper and deeper inside of her.  Anne was excited by the unknown.  Not knowing who these other men were beyond Tim telling her beforehand they were trusted friends who loved fucking white women like him.  She felt herself building to an orgasm at the thought of being so powerless to stop anything from happening now! 

Tim grabbed Anne firmly by the neck and lifted her off the floor before turning her around to enter her once more!  Unzipping her dress which stood around her ankles and constricted her ability to move!  This gave the men in front of her access to her tits as they both affixed clamps to her pink nipples, which stood out long and hard from her breasts as Tim once more entered her pussy to Anne’s delight!  Her short haircut left not much to grab, so her ears were pulled back to accommodate each of the other black dicks one at a time until she had lost count of what was going on! 

Tim was now working himself into her ass slowly as one of the other two men finally removed the dress that held her ankles hostage if only to get them wide enough to access her swollen clit.  Anne felt as if she could explode into two separate pieces but she was helpless in between these 3 men!  But it was obvious they had done this before as Tim settled her expertly onto his friend’s 8 inches while pumping her ass deeply.  The pain that she felt now replaced by the joy of being filled and controlled by three strange black men fucking her holes! 

“Now you can remove this from your slut bucket list!”

Tim laughed as he released a stream of semen deep into her anal cavity.  The other two men continued until they also came inside of her.  Something they hadn’t discussed would happen but thanks to the stinging inside of her body from their massive dicks, she was happy had occurred!  The man beneath her made Anne lick her juices as well as Tim’s semen, which had dripped onto him as he pulled on her collar.  Anne knew she found her favorite new hobby when she felt herself cum again as she licked him clean!

“Best one yet.” 

All she understood as the men leered over her fallen, cum stained body on the floor.  They never even made it to the bed as Anne lay exhausted from the activities before Tim led her into the shower to fuck her once more as she cleaned herself up, but this time, he didn’t cum.  She was being worked harder than ever by anyone and enjoying every second of the ride!  The other two made use of the large Jacuzzi tub, filling it with a warm bath before leading her in to clean herself, and them.  Her nipples were amazingly still clamped together tightly and now throbbed in pain due to the lack of other bodily distraction.  Anne was exhausted but willing to see the night through.

“If you are going to join the club, you need to learn how to take care of all a man’s needs.”

The two men took turns commanding her in the water for what seemed like an hour.  Teasing her by fucking her holes whenever she bathed or attended to the other.  But Tim had disappeared from the room, leaving her to their whims. 

Knock. Knock. Knock. 

Jasmin stood, the waitress stood in the bathroom doorway wearing an apron and holding a bottle of Champagne.

“And don’t forget a woman’s needs too.”

Tim kissed her deeply as he came up from behind Jasmine.  Anne felt a twinge of jealousy at their intimacy but didn’t have much time to formulate an opinion on the new addition to her party.  She barely had time to react to the 9 inches being worked into her sore but satisfied pussy from behind by one of her new friends!  Jasmine walked over to the water’s edge, her perfectly manicured pussy with the tattoo that reads “Tim’s” staring Anne directly in her eyes. 

“Eat me, bitch.”

THE PRESENT

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Walking into the Bedroom Jennifer knew exactly what to expect.  She had been at the gym for the past 2 hours barely able to contain her energy!  The weights had flown up into the air with each push as Jennifer attempted to Focus on her movements, as opposed to what was probably going on at her house.  

The Glock in her right hand was loaded but, the safety was on.  The sounds of fucking weren’t hard to distinguish from the ones emanating from the TV on the wall.  They were the same.  Her husband, Joseph was using their personal home theater without her!  Everything was visible from the hallway with the door open.  Jen’s finger slipped off the safety for a moment as she recognized the woman on her Wall Unit as her friend Christine!  But cooler heads prevailed as she watched the whore scream in agony as Joseph.  Her greatly endowed Husband and lover, pushed his whole 9 thick inches into her spread ass in one slow, cold stroke!  She never knew either of them was capable.  Him of fucking her close friend.  And her of taking such a huge cock up her tiny ass! 

Christine wasn’t a large woman.  As a matter of fact, she was small by comparison to Jen.  Almost a half-foot shorter and nowhere near as physical.  Many a night, Christine had too much wine and after talking about how fantastic of a lover her husband was, would joke about what she would do to Christine, or any other woman if she ever caught them together.  After the women would gasp at the seriousness of the fit Jen’s words.  She always eases the tension by telling Christine loudly in front of the other women.

“You I’d just make lick my ass you’re such a whore!”

They’d laugh at Christine because they knew she would never cross Jennifer in that way!  And Christine would laugh because she had already fucked all their husbands without them knowing!  Some of them twice.  But Jennifer really did scare and excite her as much as any man.  Something Christine had never experienced before with a woman.

She had been competitive in Judo and even competed in the Nationals, almost making the Olympics!  She was proficient with firearms also as well as the only woman any of them knew who had ever knocked out a man.  While wearing high heels!  Jennifer was in love and lust with her rich, Half-Nigerian husband who was seeming, her only weakness.  She would obviously do anything for him.

 And Christine?  She couldn’t resist the temptation and danger involved in completing the circle of neighborhood men!  The escalating nature of her whorishness required a Grand Finale worthy of the accomplishment.  A dangerous fuck in the home of her most dangerous friend!  Even if she had to promise him to do anything he wanted!      

Her feet paused as Jennifer lowered her shorts and panties onto the floor before proceeding any further.  Of course, she double checked the safety as she slowly rubbed the barrel of the cold metal over her clit a few times.  Just enough to unleash a small, tender wave as she felt her thighs slightly moisten!  The had discussed him cheating for what seemed like the longest time now.  But she never had the courage to confront her feelings about it because she also knew he was usually very discreet. Saving his trysts for road trips and never ever straying close to home!

Watching the screen intently, Jennifer noticed the handcuffs that held Christine’s wrists in place behind her back and moistened in amazement as she watched her Husband’s cock push into and out of her tiny hole!  She screamed at the top of her lungs “Please.” But no other words found their way out of her throat since Joseph would fill her ass once again, rendering her unable to speak.  It was so hot!  Catching her husband pound the little slut!  But she knew she couldn’t let him get away with this in their home!  Jennifer walked into the room with the gun at her side and a grin on her face. 

“What the fuck do we have here?”

Busted. 

Joseph stopped momentarily and looked at his pants-less wife.  Her beautiful, trimmed bush-hardened his cock inside of the tiny woman and she whimpered at his still growing dick, pushing against her forbidden walls!  She had never been so full and the pain was only matched by the pleasure of Joseph’s ever-growing spike!  She hardly noticed the gun until the barrel was pressed against her head and her eyes became filled by an angry wife and friend! 

Joseph grinned momentarily as he looked into his wife’s eyes and saw her fury!  He pulled his dick out slowly, till just the tip was inside of Christine before thrusting into her hard and fast!  Christine howled in pain as the most powerful orgasm of her life overcame her!  The pain and humiliation were unbearable!  And her pussy was squirting all over Joseph’s thighs and down to the sheets! 

“Owwwwwwww” she moaned. 

Barely feeling the pain as Jennifer grabbed a parcel of her hair and yanked her face off of the pillow she was drooling over!  

“You are a fucking mess bitch”. 

Joseph looked into his wife’s eyes and knew what he was going to do.  His heartbeat was pumping so fast that he cock feel the skin on his cock stretching inside Christine’s well-oiled ass!  It hadn’t started that way.  But since he was recording, he could watch the young slut finger herself while kissing the knob of his distended cock tomorrow.  If there was a tomorrow to come.

“What are you going to do with that gun?  Shoot me?” 

Joseph spoke almost daringly.  And at the very least, defiantly.  But he had planned for this.  Hell.  He had planned this!   Except for the gun part which Joseph always knew was a possibility with his hot-tempered wife.  The only thing that seemed to bring her down anymore was a long, vigorous fuck!  Which wasn’t the bad part.  That part was it was the same fuck!

Marriage can kill passion.  And Joseph reasoned that he would rather take a bullet than continue this Vanilla construct of a marriage.  Something had to change.  So he clumsily left clues when he was sure his wife would play along, invited the local strumpet and pseudo friend a chance at what she seemingly always wanted.  Her friend’s husband’s cock!  And waited.  Seducing a sub who barely knows she is was easy.  A simple matter of timing and opportunity. 

“Do you think I care about this slut Jen?”

With that, Joseph crammed the length of his hardened rod deep into the confused woman’s body in one swift, unloving stroke!  Pausing as his balls touched her prone ass while Christine screamed in what could only be described as agony!  He almost came inside her it was so hot!

“I will fuck her until she can’t walk for you.  If you would like?”

Four more swift, deep strokes later Jen felt stunned by her reaction!  Jen could have done something.  Should have done something.  Anything besides just watch as her betrothed battered his sick, slut friend’s ass right in front of her!  Anything other than drip down her thigh at the sight of her man, conquering another woman right in front of her eyes! 

Christine for her part cried in pain.  Biting at the air for comfort in the form of a stick or bone even!  She settled on hoping she wouldn’t bite her own tongue when she realized no oral distraction was coming!  There was a wave of pleasure mixed in between the agony of being stretched so wide over and over!  One she had never experienced before that lifted her pain into the euphoria that perhaps was being amplified by fear!  Holy shit this man was right she thought!  That big brown cock was rendering her legs useless beneath her and her cunt was contracting like a dog in heat!  Christine knew she must look pitiful to them both.  And the threat that she may never leave the room was very real!  But what a way to go!  Jen always knew it could end like this!  The helplessness was only adding fuel to her fire. 

“Doesn’t look like the bitch wants to leave.”

Jen grabbed a swath of her hair as she spoke and used it to pull the woman forward.  She was completely helpless.  Hands cuffed behind her back.  Ass overstuffed with cock as she was.  She felt the gun pressed to her temple once more as Jen spoke.

“Look at me bitch!”

The words scared her momentarily until she felt Joseph slide completely out of her ass!  The air whisked inside her, filling the space left by the enormous dick she had promised to drain inside her tiny hole.  Joseph’s pursuit of her was strange.  Much different than the other men in the neighborhood who had taken her shopping.  Or along with them on short “business trips” to enjoy her talents.  Joseph didn’t offer any of that. 

As a matter of fact.  He was the only husband who had approached her.  Cornered her in the kitchen of another neighbor and kissed her as if she had asked him too!  His hands seemed to be all over her body in the short encounter! Her ass.  Her tits.  And surprisingly, inside of her pussy while whispering her the vilest thing she had ever heard into her ear!

“You will beg me for the dick.  You get wet to the touch like a true slut.” 

Joseph was almost laughing as he said it!  The first encounter only lasted a minute but, she hadn’t stopped thinking about him since.  Within days she was giving him her first public blowjob!  He had bought her a collar and attached a leash to her whenever she knelt before him.  The school around the corner has not very private cubbyholes he would take her into which Christine was sure were not Private.  Many people had seen her bobbing head and the last two times, Joseph made her wear a skirt and held it up, so passersby could see her ass as her head sucked down mouthfuls of semen down her throat before shooting his last burst onto her face.  The photo she had sent Joseph at home.  Proof she hadn’t cleaned it off yet was the last piece of “evidence” Jen had discovered.   But Christine was by then, desperate.  Humiliated.  Broken. 

Jen had been yelling directly into Christine’s face and with her hair in hand, almost lifting her off of the bed!  The moment had passed and she was back in the present.  Her asshole ached and she could barely breathe, due to the number of Orgasms’ she had experienced in a short period of time!  She was defeated and barely able to resist being flipped on her back and straddled by Jen!  Her mouth was full of pussy and her hands were still bound beneath her.  Her only weapon was her tongue.  Which thrust into Jen’s powerful box frantically due to lack of experience and deprivation of air!  She wanted Joseph to fuck her anywhere so bad!  But with a face full of sweet pussy.  And her ears muffled by Jen’s powerful legs.  All she could do was eat her out and hope she lived to tell the story! 

The couple spoke softly.  Almost lovingly for the next five minutes while Christine licked and sucked Jen’s pussy and clit for her life!  When there was silence, Christine felt Joseph’s strong hands beneath her legs.  Pushing them apart.  They were powerless to move from the ass fucking and suffocation.  And Jen’s hole began to gush into and all over the woman’s mouth and face.  Her lips wet with so much juice they slipped and slid between Jen’s folds.  As she rubbed her face all over her mouth.

“You’d better not bite me bitch?”

Christine jumped as she felt the end of the object she knew had to be a vibrator pushed inside of her!  It was on high and immediately had her insides shaking!  It was then Jen lifted off her face and she realized what they had done. 

Her legs were chained together at the ankles.  And somehow, the vibrator was attached to a harness snapped around her waist!  And she was cumming! 

But she didn’t see Joseph until he entered her mouth and commanded her.

“Clean my cock so I can fuck my wife!”

Christine opened her mouth as wide as she could until his balls rubbed against her nose!  He had taught her well as she slurped her saliva off, as each inch reappeared from between her lips.  It was instinct!  The pleasure of the vibrator sending her off over and over.  All Christine could do was whimper like a sad puppy as she watched to couple fuck all around her for the next hour!  It was so humiliating!

Not only had he not fucked her, as promised.  Not only had she eaten pussy for the first time!  And not only had she actually saved a marriage she was hoping to sabotage.  Christine was now a slave to them both! 

“I told that whore not to mess with my man.  Now,

look at you!”

Their final act was to kick Christine off of the bed and onto the floor.  Writhing like the wanton slut she always had been!  Christine watched intently as Jen beat her once again.  Riding the cock Christine wanted so much as Christine was being overwhelmed by a toy!  Her ass still throbbing from the fucking it took earlier.  As Christine lay on the floor admiring the cock she also wanted inside of her, she couldn’t stop cumming or smiling!  And it was all on tape! 

“I love you, baby.  And I want you to be happy.  Happy Anniversary Jennifer!”

Jen grinned down at the defeated woman as she felt her husband’s throbbing cock, pushing her into “that place”.  The one that made her fall in love and overlook their differences.  The one that made her 3 months pregnant.  She felt her husband’s loving seed fill her womb once more and reveled in delight, knowing she would have the slut come lick her dry happily!  Especially since she had spared her life! 

The recording alone was enough to enforce their will on Christine if, ever necessary.  And it would be nice to have a cunt licker at her beck and call she thought.  But they would only need her for a year, tops.  Long enough to keep her husband home and time enough for Jen to fully recover.  By then, Christine would be a new woman!